Goshawk Attacking The Moon: Volume 1

By Gu YeWuHen

Since ancient times, most martial artists would act as rangers, while rangers would act as an example of the word "independent." Very few people would combine the idle lives of rangers with their military careers. How could rangers adapt to the army? Would he be suitable for the imperial court after the army? Perhaps in war, in special tasks, he was a steel knife, a sharp sword, but in a court where the arts were superior to the warriors, what would become of the rangers? The node of the book is not deep, but the width of the book tells the difficult course of several rangers entering the political war from wulin dispute, and then entering the political hall, and the transition and change of mental character. Close]

• Language: English
• Publisher: Funstory
• Release date: Apr 1, 2020
• ISBN: 9781648842559

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YEARS

CHAPTER 1 - WEDGE THE BEGINNING OF SPRING NIGHT ZHAOLING REAPPEAR COVER UP THE DIVINE TOOL OLD GENERAL TO GO TO HIS HOMETOWN

When the eagle flapped its wings and flew together with the moon, it was like a beautiful picture that had been passed down throughout the ages. However, at this moment, the eagle would always fly towards the moon, as if it wanted to fly over the moon and knock it down, and the moon and the eagle would always have a distance that no one could cross. The eagle would never succeed, never succeed. Then in the martial arts world, in the war, in the imperial court, who was the eagle? Who is the moon? Or perhaps, who was the heavens?

On a certain day and night in the forest outside of Wuchang City, a group of people were speeding towards the south. The person leading them was an old general who was in his fifties wearing a suit of armor, his armor was covered in blood and at least three parts of his body were bandaged up. His face was no longer the original color, and his eyes were already showing signs of fatigue.

At this moment, a sou sound came from the forest, and at the same time, the old general's body fell to the ground with a blood-curdling screech.

The old general shouted, You can't stay here any longer, quickly leave! Before he could finish his sentence, arrows fell from the two sides of the forest like rain. Sou, sou sounds rang incessantly, and more people died from the arrows.

In an instant, shouts of battle rose from all directions, and suddenly, from all directions, several armies surged over like a tidal wave. They immediately surrounded the small army of dozens of people, and torches lit up the area as if it were day.

Three generals walked out of the crowd. The leader of the group was a man in a light yellow battle robe, around forty years old. There were two young generals on his left and right, both in their twenties, one in a dark green battle robe and the other in a dark red battle robe.

The three of them stood still and heard the person in the middle say, Old General Zhang, how have you been?

It turned out that this old general was the one known as the greatest general in the end of the Yuan Dynasty, Grand Commandant Zhang Dingfang, who had become sworn brothers with Chen You Liang and Zhang Bi Xian, and from then on, they shared a life and death situation. Who would have thought that Poyang Lake would lose Zhu Yuan Zhang to Chen You, and Chen You Gui also died in the middle of his misfortune. The Han Army was beheaded by Zhu Yuan Zhang's Western Wu Army, but Zhang Bi, who had rushed over from Yue Yang to rescue them, was caught by Zhu Yuan Zhang's midway.

Zhang Dingfang could only helplessly bring along Chen You's son, Chen Li, and the remaining veterans to retreat to Wuchang. Unexpectedly, Zhu Yuanzhang's army then arrived at Wuchang City in just four months.

Zhang Dingyi smiled and said, Thanks to Sixth Master Chang, I'm doing very well.

Chang Chun smiled and said, Old General, you are being too serious. I wonder where you are heading to?

Zhang Dingzi said, I don't know. I've been fighting wars for decades, and I'm looking for a place to rest.

Chang Xian Chun asked, Where does the old general want to rest?

Zhang Ding said, Let's go to a place without your master to rest.

Chang Sichun laughed out loud and said, Old General's words are wrong. My lord will go to the Great Western Continent in a few days' time, and at that time, will old General be able to rest under the King's Land? Since there's nowhere else to go, why not stay?"

Zhang Dingzi smiled and said, I appreciate your kindness, but I've been busy for a lifetime and am really tired. I hope you can help me out a little.

What if I don't want to? Chun Chun said gloomily.

Zhang Dingfang shook his head and sighed, Then I have to go as well.

Chang Xian Chun sneered, Whether or not we can leave will depend on the old general's ability. Before he could finish his words, the red-robed general beside Chun Chen raised his spear and shouted, I ask that the old general has an invincible divine blade, this humble general would like to receive your guidance! As he spoke, he thrust the spear in his hand towards his opponent.

Zhang Dingli sneered, You are not worthy enough to fight with me. Zhang Dingdang then waved the saber in his hand in front of the general, who quickly raised his spear to receive the blow. Zhang Dingdang then sheathed his blade and cut the general's waist with a 'hu' sound.

Chun often saw this situation and shouted: Zhang Dingbian! If you refuse a toast and refuse a forfeit, look at the guns! The Tiger Head Golden Spear was thrust out in a distraction.

Zhang Ding shouted, Good timing! He held his broadsword horizontally in front of him and engaged him in a battle. One of them was skilled in sabresmanship, while the other had a powerful spear.

The green-robed general saw that the two generals had not been fighting for a long time, so they both held their weapons together. Seeing that the green-robed general had been fighting so ferociously, the green-robed general hurriedly raised his blade up to parry the attack, and with a weng weng sound, the green-robed general's eyes bulged out as he glared at the green-robed general, causing him to spit out a mouthful of blood. Pu weng! The green-robed general's eyes were wide open as he glared at the green-robed general, and immediately spit out a mouthful of blood.

At this moment, the Western Wu Army saw their vice commander-in-chiefs falling, and rushed forward to save them. Zhang Dingdang's remaining troops also rushed forward, and the two armies immediately clashed. Zhang Dingdang knew that if he were to fight with thousands of troops, he would definitely be annihilated. Brothers, retreat, no! Brothers! Retreat! he shouted.

He saw Xi Wu's army or several men or dozens of people fighting against the remnants of Zhang Dingbi's army. Before long, Zhang Dingdang would have less than twenty soldiers under his command. Zhang Dingfang wanted to save him, but he was too busy being pestered by Chun Chun to leave his side. Seeing his subordinates fall one after another, Zhang Dingli thought to himself: Since there's no hope for survival, I will drag you down with me when we meet again! Chang Chun didn't want to be outdone by Zhang Dingfang, who was swinging the saber so fast and fast. The long spear in his hand was like a dragon, and after another three or five moves, Zhang Dingfang was riddled with wounds.

Just at this moment, a fierce wind blew in the sky, sand and rocks flew, while at the same time, hundreds of cavalrymen rushed out from nowhere towards the Changshun Tribe, stabbing towards them in fright. The cavalryman's spear struck the chest of the cavalry general, but who would have thought that the general did not seem to have the slightest bit of pain, as he raised his blade and chopped towards Changshun. Chang Chun used his spear to push himself upwards, but the blade actually passed through his spear and chopped down. Chang Chun gave a loud cry, and he turned around and fell off his horse. The soldiers rushed to save him, but they were all killed by this strange cavalry.

The gale grew stronger as hundreds of cavalry troops appeared and disappeared. When the officials saw that the cavalry soldiers were unable to kill them and could not defend against it, they were scared to the point of dropping their helmets and taking off their armor. They ran like rats and when they saw spring, they were scared out of their wits and ran away.

Zhang Dingdang quickly dismounted and thanked them for saving his life, but the centurions turned around and charged towards Zhang Dingdang. Zhang Dingdang thought to himself: This is just after we left the wolf's lair and entered the tiger's den. We've always tried our best to kill them, but we've always been able to do so. How can we kill these monsters? After running for who knows how long, the cavalrymen in formation became faster and faster, and before long, they surrounded Zhang Dingdang and the others. Seeing this, Zhang Dingdang roared out loud: This old man has been fighting for my country for his entire life! Master was loyal, but unexpectedly he died at the hands of some unknown monsters. Haha! Haha! Zhang Dingli then held his saber horizontally and shouted: Come at me!"

At this time, Zhang Dingyi was preparing to fight to the death with the centurion cavalry, but who would have thought that at this moment, the cavalry of the White Team would suddenly pounce and explode into pieces of sand, floating in the wind like a sandstorm. Zhang Dingdang was also stunned by the scene before her, but after a long time, she recovered and realized that there were six swords embedded on the ground, and their shapes were all different, the sword that was closest to her had a note stuck into it.

He did not dare to neglect and picked up the note, only to see it read: The name of the Six Swords of the Treadmill, the Green, the Shiva, the Shinryuzi, the Fist, and the White Legged Black Swords. Although I have fought for many years, I am unable to repay them in any way, so I ask the master of forging swords of the world to use the blood of the Six Swords to create these Six Swords. Li Shimin, Great Tang, Taizong"

Zhang Dingli read through the note and sighed, thinking: I can't believe there really is a Zhaoling Six Swords, it seems the rumors are not fake, it's a pity that Ancestor Gao couldn't find the Demigod Equipment even if he had spent his entire life. If he had obtained this while he was still alive, how could he have lost to Poyang Lake, and how could his foundation be destroyed? The more Zhang Dingdang thought about it, the more sad he felt, and the more tears streamed down his cheeks.

After crying for a while, Zhang Dingdang knew that it was hopeless to restore the men to their former glory, so he divided his possessions with the soldiers and let them go home to live a peaceful life. The soldiers began to wail and cry, reluctant to part with their lives, but they also dispersed one by one, Zhang Dingdang saw that everyone had dispersed, found a few clean clothes among the dead, wrapped the six swords in their robes, turned around them and left, after that nobody knew where Zhang Dingdang's whereabouts were.

After this battle, Chunchuan often became seriously ill and often became sleepless at night. Since then, his physical condition worsened and he finally vomited blood and died seven years later on his journey home. He was forty years old at the end of the year.

CHAPTER 2 - LOSING THE BOUNTY HUNTER TO BE HUNTED THE FIRST TWO MEN OF THE WORLD REUNITE I

The cold wind was like a knife as it blew snow over a thousand li away. The wind was not yet settled as a carriage came from the north. The rolling wheels crushed the snow on the ground, but it did not shatter the loneliness of the world.

The man driving the carriage was around thirty years old. He had thick eyebrows and big eyes, and his slightly purple face was covered with a curly beard. He gave off a very heroic vibe.

The man in charge of the carriage let out a long sigh and pulled the horse into his arms, holding her in his arms. He stretched out his palms to meet her, allowing her to continue her cultivation. Not long after, the woman's face eased a little, and the man took out a small bottle from his bosom and took out three red pills from the bottle. He placed it in the woman's mouth, and the woman let out a long breath, as if she had come back to life.

He sighed again and again, his eyes filled with hot tears. The girl reached out her hand to gently caress his cheek and gently said: Senior brother, there is no such thing as immortal in this world. I am satisfied to die in your arms.

Hearing this, the man couldn't hold it in any longer and started crying. Junior sister, if I didn't take him with me, how could you be like this? I've harmed you!

The woman shook her head and said, If you didn't bring him, I would be crying now. I really don't want to see you this sad. You are helping me.

The two of them were not others, they were two of the most famous people in the martial arts world, Gu Ye Wuhen. The man was called Wu Yin, and he was known as the Eight Hands Heaven Staff.

The woman's name was Shao Xueshen. She was known as the Point Star Divine Sword, and her two hands could simultaneously release thirteen kinds of concealed weapons.

Ten days ago, Shao Xueshen was resting at home when he heard a loud bang outside of the door. When he opened the door, he saw Wu Yin standing in front of him with a smile.

Shao Xueshen smiled as he used the sleeve of his robe to help dust off the dust on his body. He asked, Did it go smoothly this time?

Wu Yin threw the person under his ribs to the side with a smile. Fortunately, this Mu Heng has some skill with the Heavenly Lightning Palm. I've exchanged three palms with him … There's still some pain in his chest even now …

Shao Xueshen replied, That's right. No matter what, his head is worth at least ten thousand taels of silver! As she said this, she brushed Mu Heng's body.

Wu Yin smiled and said, The two of us have no enmity with you. We only borrowed your heads because they are too valuable.

Mu Heng was stunned for a moment before he asked, Are you the Eighth Hand Heaven Chaser?

Wu Yin smiled and said, Yes, I am.

Mu Heng let out a long sigh and said, I didn't expect that I, Mu Heng, would end up being killed by a bounty hunter and that I, Mu Heng, would become the prey.

The origin of the bounty hunters was not traceable, it had existed for a long time, but it was still used by the imperial government in recent decades or so. Because the Ming Dynasty's ancestor Zhu Yuanzhang had started his life as a martial artist, he had joined different martial arts organizations and launched many rebellions, causing the collapse of the Dayuan regime.

Therefore, after Zhu Yuanzhang ascended the throne, he had to vigorously suppress all the factions in the martial arts world. However, there would always be a few strong martial arts experts who could not be controlled by any gangs, leaving Zhu Yuanzhang helpless. The personality of these people were usually both righteous and evil.

However, because they were experts in martial arts and ordinary soldiers, they could not control them. Therefore, Zhu Yuanzhang began to issue bounty warrants to those who wanted to arrest them. He wanted to set a clear price for those who were in the martial arts world, and as long as someone could kill them, he could use their heads to exchange for a corresponding amount of money. Gu Ye Wuhen was the most famous bounty hunter in the martial arts world.

Wu Yin said, Brother Mu, it's better if you don't mind.

Mu Heng sneered, and without replying, he heard Shao Xueran shout in alarm, Senior Brother, be careful behind you!

Without even thinking about it, Wu Yin used both of his palms to raise his palm. Facing the incoming person's one palm, the three palms made a bang sound, and that person leaped to Mu Heng's side. He pointed his fingers at Mu Heng's body, lifting her up.

When he looked up, he saw a hunchbacked old man with white hair dressed in a dark green robe. Wu Yin said, Tiannan … Wu Yin originally wanted to say, Tiannan Sword Art truly lives up to its reputation! However, before he could finish his sentence, he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Shao Xueshen shouted, Blood Sacrificing Hand! You're Huo Yan! Before he could finish his sentence, he swung his two female swords horizontally in front of Wu Yin.

The old man said, Is this all that the Eight Hand Heaven Staff can do? You want to be bounty hunters? It's your luck that you didn't die on the way."

Wu Yin stood up and said with a sneer, Old Senior Huo's head is worth a hundred thousand taels of snowflake pattern silver. How could I be willing to die before I obtain such a treasure?

Huo Yan laughed out loud and said, Good luck with being a youngster. This old man's head can be taken here, but so be it!

Wu Yin said, Then this junior won't be polite. Before Shao Xueshen could finish his sentence, he used the staff in his hand and sent a shovelful towards Shao Xueshen. Shao Xueshen hurriedly used both his male and female swords to block and the shovelful sword only felt an extremely gentle force pushing against him as his body flew away with a sou and he could only hear Wu Yin shout, Go!

A long sword appeared in his right hand, and with a shua sound, the long sword flew straight towards Shao Xueshen. With a hu sound, Wu Yin's crescent shovel flew straight towards Huo Yan's waist, and Huo Yan knew that if he followed up, he would definitely be cut in half by Wu Yin. If he didn't pursue Shao Xueran, he wouldn't be able to catch up.

However, under the critical situation, Huo Yan sidestepped, dodging the shovel, and then stabbed his sword towards Wu Yin's abdomen. The Wu Yin Staff circled once, sweeping away the sword's momentum, and jumped away to block Huo Yan's path to ensure Shao Xueran's safe escape.

Huo Yan sneered and said, Since you want to die alone, I will grant your wish. The long sword had one move each, while the left move was displayed from top to bottom with the move Heavenly Crown Sun and the right move Crossing Skills. These two moves were one of the fourteen ace attacks of Huo Yan, and once he used them, it meant that Huo Yan didn't want to keep him alive.

Wu Yin shouted, Senior, I hope you can fulfill my wish! He waved his staff, and a series of blade sounds came out from his palms, the sound of his palm and sword created by the Fiery Blaze Sword Art was extremely fast, adding on the fact that there were 17 or 18 changes to his technique after one strike, after a while, the technique gradually became chaotic, and the Fiery Blaze Flame flew forward, and with a 'Piercing Sun through the Heavens', it pierced towards the martial sound, causing Wu Yin to be unable to think, My life is over!

Just at this moment, a silver needle flew over from the sky. Huo Yan quickly took back his hand, and more than ten types of concealed weapons shot over from all directions. With a loud shout, the Zhen Qi in Huo Yan's body shook all of the hidden weapons back.

Three waves of silver needles were shot out from the source sou sou sou. Who knew that when the silver needles came into contact with Huo Yan's palm, they were all broken by the fierce wind from the palm. Shao Xueran let out a sharp Ah!; even if she wanted to dodge, she couldn't at this moment.

At this time, a shadow flashed, Wu Yin had already blocked in front of Shao Xue Hen. Huo Yan's palm was unstoppable, and with a Pu sound, Shao Xue Hen vomited a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground. Immediately, blood spilled everywhere, because at the last moment, Shao Xue Hen had held onto Wu Yin and switched positions with him.

Wu Yin hugged the dying Shao Xue Hen and cried loudly.

At this moment, he only heard Huo Yan sneer, You're going to die from impatience! He brandished the sword in his hand and said, Don't cry, I'll let you accompany her right now! The sword stabbed straight for Wu Yin's throat.

When the long sword came, Wu Yin did not dodge. Instead, he continued to laugh wildly, his laughter was sharp and miserable, causing Huo Yan to be stunned as he asked, A dying person, what are you laughing at?

Wu Yin laughed maniacally. Haha … Haha … I don't only want to accompany her, I also want you to accompany me … Haha … Haha.

Huo Yan was startled, he straightened his sword and stabbed it out, but Wu Yin didn't dodge. The sword stabbed into Wu Yin's chest, and Wu Yin seized the opportunity to grab onto Huo Yan's wrist, laughing madly, Let's die together! Haha! Haha! Haha!" The palm struck towards the top of Huo Yan's head. Huo Yan hastily dodged, but his right hand was grabbed firmly by Wu Yin. He did not manage to pull back. Although he dodged to the side, he was hit on his shoulder.

Huo Yan furiously struck out three times at Wu Yin's abdomen with his left palm. Wu Yin could no longer withstand his palm and fell to the ground.

He was no longer able to pull his sword out of Wu Yin's body. Mu Heng quickly ran over and wanted to pull out his sword to kill him, but Huo Yan waved his hand and said, Forget it, they won't live long. I still need to find a place to heal and help me leave.

Mu Heng nodded in agreement.

CHAPTER 3 - THE FIRST TWO MEN OF THE NINE REGIONS MEET AGAIN WHEN THE HUNTER IS HUNTED FOR LOSING THE BOUNTY II

Luck was something one couldn't see or touch. When one was lucky, they would be able to grab a handful of dirt under their feet and they would even be able to squeeze out some oil. When one was unlucky, a mouthful of cold water would fill their teeth.

He struggled to stand up and then walked to Shao Xueshen's side. Holding her in his arms, his tears couldn't help but flow down. However, when the Heavens had helped him once, Shao Xueshen's hand was moving and she hadn't closed her eyes until now.

At this moment, it was not far from Jizhou City and Shao Xueran's condition was getting worse and worse. Although Wu Yin could save her for now, he could not save her for a while. Huo Yan's Heavenly Thunder Palm was more than a hundred times stronger than Mu Heng's, so he could only bring Shao Xueran to find someone who could save her.

After traveling for another half a day, Wu Yin could already see Ji Zhou's shadow. At this moment, he heard the sounds of numerous horses galloping over from afar. Upon closer inspection, there were a total of six fast horses galloping over, Who is it? Could it be that Huo Yan is chasing after us? Wu Yin thought to himself, I'd rather kill a thousand wrongly than to let off one of them. It's better to make the first move.

In a split-second, the sound of the horse's hooves reached their ears. Wu Yin gave a loud shout and his staff flew out, striking the horse in the front, and the man immediately shouted in shock, abandoning the horse and jumping backwards with a Pu sound. The horse was badly mangled by Wu Yin's sweep, and the other five immediately froze, jumping down from the horse. The man turned around and arrived in front of Wu Yin, a folding fan appearing in his hand.

He opened the folding fan in his right hand and saw that the fan was constantly rotating like a flying wheel, specializing in the meridians and veins of Wu Yin's body. Moreover, the fan's speed was extremely fast, just as Wu Yin was caught off guard, he heard a person behind him shout, Fifth brother, hold back!

Hearing that, the person closed the fan in his right hand and jumped five meters away from Wu Yin.

Wu Yin let out a sigh of relief and said, Insanity and charm!

The scholar who had used the folding fan just now gave a cold snort. Exactly!

Wu Yin said, Then you will be my seven friends.

The man from earlier said as he dismounted from his horse and walked over. He was quite tall and extremely thin. His left and right cheeks were cut deep into his bones. His veins and tendons could be clearly seen as if he were a skeleton.

That person said: It is us. I am Fang Kun, the sickly skeleton. This is my second brother, Daoist Yi Chen, fourth sister Yan Min Qiu, fifth brother Du Cheng, sixth brother Chang Tian Python, seventh brother Chang Tian Python. Are you the eighth brother Wu Yin, third brother Wu Yin?

Wu Yin cupped his fist and said, I am the one responsible. I didn't expect all of you to be the Seven Friends of the Lu Family. Just now, I thought it was the Chou family chasing after me. I misunderstood.

Du Cheng sneered and said, Chasing down by the Chou family? With Brother Wu San's reputation, there were still people chasing after him? Could it be that Brother Wu San's hands are itchy, and wants to find us brothers to exercise?

Yan Min Qiu shouted, Fifth Brother, don't mess around!

Du Cheng harrumphed coldly and no longer spoke.

Fang Kun asked, I wonder who killed Wu San, and why.

Wu Yin let out a long sigh and was about to answer when Shao Xueshen coughed violently again. Wu Yin rushed into the car and helped her up and fed her medicine, but just then, someone said from outside the car, Brother Wu San, can you let me take a look at this benefactor's pulse?

Who is this? Shao Xueran asked.

Wu Yin replied, Daoist Yi Chen.

Shao Xueshen exclaimed and asked what was going on. Wu Yin briefly explained the situation when he was fighting against Du Cheng's mount.

Shao Xueshen smiled and shook his head. He adjusted the curtain of the carriage, bowed to Daoist Yi Chen, and said with a trembling voice, I never thought that I'd have the honor of meeting the Taoist priest here. My senior brother offended you just now.

When Daoist Yi Chen saw that it was Shao Xueshen who returned the greeting, he said, I didn't expect her to be that Hero Shao. What happened just now was nothing, but I don't know who has the ability to injure you?

Shao Xueren was about to say something when he suddenly coughed violently again. Daoist Yi Chen took out a dark green bottle and handed two pills to Wu Yin and said, Eat this pill, it will help the female warrior Shao's internal injuries.

Wu Yin thanked him. After eating the pill, Shao Xueran heaved a sigh of relief, but she was also unable to say anything.

At this time, the other five people had already gathered in front of the car as Wu Yin arranged for Shao Xueran to get out of the car.

Yan Mingqiu asked, What exactly is going on with Brother Wu San? How did Miss Shao turn into such a state?

Wu Yin briefly explained the situation.

Du Cheng gritted his teeth and said, It's the Inferno Flames again. As he spoke, he clenched the fan in his hand.

Wu Yin said, What's the meaning of this, Brother Du?

Du Cheng said, My third brother was killed by him. My six brothers have irreconcilable enmity with him.

Wu Yin was startled. Brother Lin Sanjiu died? What happened?

Fang Kun sighed. A month ago, my brothers went to the West Lake and saw two people lying dead on the shore. They were both near death's door. One of them was Bai Yang with the Wind Shaking Divine Spear, while the other was Han Chen with the Three Titans.

Wu Yin was enlightened as he said, I heard that someone accepted Han Chen's order not long ago. I didn't expect him to be Hero Bai.

Yan Mingqiu continued, That's right, it was indeed Hero Bai. At that time, he was still unable to live due to his severe injuries. Before he died, Hero Bai entrusted us siblings to escort Han Chen to his father-in-law, the Golden Blade King Sun Ruhai's escort team.

Du Cheng continued, After being asked to be loyal to someone, my brothers buried Great Hero Bai's corpse and escorted Han Chen to Luoyang! Du Cheng sneered and continued, At that time, my brothers felt that Han Chen's fate was too good. He actually survived after being hit by Bai Yangfeng's 13 strikes. Over the next few days, my brothers took turns to guard the corpse, but who would've known …

Daoist Yi Chen then continued, Who knew that on the night of Third Brother Lin's vigil, my brothers were deep in sleep when we suddenly heard the sound of weapons coming from all directions. By the time my brothers stood up and took a look, Han Chen had already disappeared and Third Brother Lin was nowhere to be seen.

Yan Mingqiu answered, Right at this moment, I heard a scream from third brother not too far away. I was on my way to see if it was third brother … or … third brother … he … Yan Mingqiu choked up.

Du Cheng said fiercely, Third brother's leg was cut off by someone and he fell to the ground. I picked him up and was about to ask who caused his death. Sixth brother and seventh brother are not worth fighting with."

The two brothers spoke at the same time, At that time, us two brothers only felt a sharp palm strike right next to our ears. The two of us brothers worked together to shatter the enemy, but that person sneered and said, 'The two little snakes have quite the strength in their palms.' We brothers were about to chase after him, but then we heard our big brother shout, Don't chase him anymore!

Fang Kun continued, When we looked back at third brother, he was still dead. When we checked his body later, we found that all seven parts of his body were sealed with Yin-Yang Brush.

Mother's Yin-Yang Brush? Wu Yin was puzzled. It can't be. In the last fifty years, the only ones who used the Yin-Yang Brush on their mother in the Jianghu were Grandma Shan Hua, Lian Lian Fen and the Poison Wine God.

Fang Kun said, My mother's Yin-Yang Brush itself contains poison, so it does not injure you first. To use this brush, you need to cover your hands with a layer of iron sand, and then completely melt the iron sand in your hands to make sure you don't have to worry. However, this process is very acceptable.

Wu Yin said, But didn't these three already die?

Yan Min Qiu said, That's right, but the marks on Third Brother's body were indeed caused by my mother's Yin-Yang Brush, and they were all fatal injuries.

Wu Yin said, So that's how it is. I wonder what plans you have.

Du Cheng said, Of course it's to avenge third brother!

Wu Yin said, How do we report this?

Daoist Yi Chen said, After my siblings buried my third brother's body, we searched for him for several days in succession. That Fiery Blaze seemed to have disappeared from the world and no trace of him could be found. My brothers thought that he was necessary to participate in the Martial Competition at the Thousand Plum Villa.

Wu Yin said, Martial Competition? What's going on?

Fang Kun said, About a month ago, someone came to my brothers with a Green Wood Token and said that Wanmei Manor wanted to change owners. The Old Master An Shi City wanted to retreat and give his son a seat, but An Shi City is the current Martial Lord of the Martial Forest in the north. If An Shi wants to abdicate, then the new Martial Forest Lord of the north must be selected.

Du Cheng said, No matter what, that Raging Flames Yan is still a reputable person in the northern martial arts forest. Since my brothers thought that he wouldn't participate, they directly went to Ji Prefecture City to wait for him.

Wu Yin asked, When?

Du Cheng said, December 8th.

Wu Yin thought to herself, There are still two days. That should be enough time. Anyway, I'm going to take you to Ji Prefecture to seek medical help. It's along the way, so why don't we go together?

Fang Kun said, Being able to go with Wu San is the best, but Lady Shao's opponent is Huo Yan's Heavenly Thunder Palm, which can shatter her heart. If it weren't for Wu San's continuous cultivation and the Yang Restoration Pills, Lady Shao might not have survived until someone with high inner powers helped her save her life, I wonder who Wu San would go to Ji Prefecture City to seek help?

Wu Yin said, After junior sister was injured, I immediately contacted my master. I learned that she was taking a nap in Ji Zhou city, so I hastily brought my junior sister here. Who knew that I would be fortunate enough to get to know all of you.

Fang Kun didn't dare to say, Third brother Wu, may I ask who your master is?

In the past, Gu Ye Wuhen had solved a series of famous martial artists whose bounties were quite expensive the moment he entered the sect. Since then, he had become famous, but no one knew his background. They only knew that he was a disciple of the same sect, but no one knew who his master was.

Wu Yin smiled and said, Master has ordered that the origin of his life cannot be revealed to anyone. I hope you will forgive me, Big Brother Fang.

She leaned against the corridor, enjoying the moon and drinking by herself. It could be seen that his alcohol capacity was not that high, and after a small cup, his face had an attractive blush, but at the same time, two lines of hot tears had already unconsciously flowed down his face. She practically had to sit here for a while every day, drink a small cup every day, and every day, she would enjoy the moon alone, and every day, she would wait here by herself.

Three years, three years ago, he had silently disappeared without a trace. Three years of waiting, three years of longing, had already tortured her to an unrecognizable state. When he appeared here alone, she believed that it was the heavens' arrangement, because his appearance was too coincidental, and even she could not believe it.

Ruoxue! She heard someone calling her. At the same time, a large cloak was draped over her body. She lightly called out, Big Brother …

The man let out a long sigh and gently caressed her hair. He said gently, It's cold. Let's go back.

He smiled and shook his head. I believe that he will come back.

The man sat down next to him with a soft sigh. She leaned her head against his shoulder. Tears welled up in her eyes again. He'll come back, won't he?

The man was silent, because she was asleep, and he gently picked her up and carried her back to her room, tucking her in.

At this moment, a figure appeared in front of her door. He said softly, I really can't bear to see her like this.

When the man walked out of the room, he lightly closed the door and said, He's my younger sister, do you think I would be willing to do that? It is enough that you are able to watch her from here every day, and I know that there is someone watching over her.

The figure didn't say anything. What else could he say?

CHAPTER 4 - LOST BOUNTY HUNTER IS HUNTED JIUZHOU FIRST COUPLE REUNITE 3

Ji Prefecture was originally one of the nine prefectures of ancient times, and since ancient times, it had always been a place where all armies fought. In a sense, as long as one's Ji Zhou city was in control of the entire northern part of China, the war in Ji Prefecture would also end with the end of the chaotic world. After several years of restoration and construction, Ji Prefecture had become a bustling and commercially important city.

In the last hundred years, a new force had risen up in the Martial Forest of the Wanmei Manor. The first person was named An Shu Chang, and no one knew about his background, but he suddenly appeared in the martial world like a bolt out of the blue. With just one man and one sword, he managed to unite the two forces and established the Northern Martial Alliance.

Afterwards, Uncle An spent a large amount of money to buy the land in the city. He built a huge mansion and grew plum blossoms inside the house to call it the Wanmei Manor. Uncle An was then thirty-six years old. But who would have known that after seven years, Uncle An would suddenly die, and his son An Ya would succeed him as the second Manor Lord, but his son was weak and powerless, unable to support his family. Thus, people from the northern martial arts world came one after another to seek revenge, handing over the Green Wood Token to their son, An Ya had no choice but to hand over the Green Wood Token to the Wanmei Manor for the first time.

The people from the Northern Martial Union fought over the Green Wood Token for it. In the past forty years, the battle in the Northern Martial Forest had been raging, but not a single person had been able to unite the Northern Martial Forest.

It was not until forty years later, when An Yan suffered from a serious illness and his treatment failed and his son, An Shi Cheng, became the third owner of Wanmei Manor, and An Shi City became the new owner of the house, he immediately gathered the people of Martial Union of the North to hold a martial competition. On the stage, An Shi City had lost dozens of people, and the people of Martial Union of the North had no objections.

He was worried that his father's condition would occur again after he died, so he laid out his son's path while he was still alive. He sent out a Green Forest Order to gather all the heroes of the world to hold a meditation ceremony to choose a new Alliance Head for the Martial Union of the North. Even if Wanmei Manor could not be reappointed, it would at least not suffer.

Today was the first day of December. Jizhou City was already packed with cars, horses, tides, and clouds. The place was filled with light fur and warm belts. The fragrance of clothes filled the air.

An Wuyou, who was about to become the fourth generation owner of Wanmei Manor, was standing on the stone steps of the second door, bowing his head in greeting.

Looking at this person in his thirties, he had a thin face and a tall stature. He had a smile on his face, but the sharp look in his eyes gave off a sense of pressure.

The first to arrive was a middle-aged man in his forties. Behind him were more than a dozen people, clearly his disciples. When he saw An Wugou and An Shiyi greeting each other, he didn't necessarily know them.

This was the first guest of the Wanmei Manor. Following that, all the small and large sects, gangs, and mountain strongholds in the northern martial forest came over to congratulate the wandering practitioners, whether it was those who wanted to fight for the chief or those who came over to offer their congratulations.

On the second, third, and fourth days, it was like this until the seventh day, when tomorrow would be the start of the meditation ceremony. On the afternoon of that day, when An Wuyou was resting at the entrance, almost all the people who should be here had arrived. It was rare for An Wuyou to be able to rest here, but even if he didn't want to, it would still be difficult for him to rest.

Because at some point in time, there was a young man dressed in rich clothes standing in front of the gate, looking at her with a smile. This person was in his early twenties, and his eyebrows were long and thin.

An Wuyou saw him stand up with a 'whoosh', and an excited look appeared in his eyes. He was about to say something, but the young man shook his head and smiled, You don't need to greet me. The others are making things difficult for you. After which, he walked in.

Just as everyone was wondering why the young master was looking at the youth with such a strange expression, they saw eight large horses gallop in their direction. When they reached the entrance, they stopped in the middle of the road.

An Wuyou raised his head and saw a beautiful woman sitting on each horse. This woman had different appearances and dressed in different colors, but they all had one thing in common.

Then eight horses came galloping from both sides, and at once a beautiful woman came into view. The twenty-four horses were divided into three groups of eight, arranged in a triangular formation, with a space in the middle. Before long, eight boys appeared, each of them carrying a sedan chair.

Seeing that the palanquin was twice the size of a normal one and all of them were made of pure gold, there were countless jewellery and jade artifacts on it. Just by seeing that the palanquin's curtain was made of a hundred pearls that seemed like they were made of silver thread, and that the palanquin was wrapped with fine silk. There was a five-clawed dragon embroidered on each side of the palanquin.

While everyone was still in shock, An Wuyou thought to himself, Not good, he really said that. These two people are really making things difficult for me. At this point in time, An Zu turned around and was about to enter.

At this moment, he heard a sweet voice from the palanquin behind him saying, What are you running for, am I going to eat you? The moment this voice rang out, the manor lords would probably feel their muscles and bones go numb.

An Wuyou's heart turned cold upon hearing these words, and the man on the other side of his face also calmed down. However, he forced a smile and said: How dare I? You are so kind.

A young man's voice came from the other sedan chair and he laughed, Your presence brings light to my humble home? It's really funny that you can even say something like that. It's been more than ten years since I last saw you, and the more you live, the more useless you become.

Although An Wudao usually treated people amiably and modestly for the sake of his upbringing, he was still the young master of the Thousand Plum Villa, and was the leader of the martial arts forest in the north. Even his words trembled in the martial forest, but today, he was actually insulted in front of such an arrogant disciple who came out of nowhere.

Just at this moment, An Wuyou suddenly appeared in front of the two men and blocked them off. No one saw him move, so An Wuyou had already gotten in front of them. All the villagers cheered, because they only saw An Wuyou move his body slightly, and he was already in front of them.

Unexpectedly, An Wuyou smiled and said, Yes, it's true that I haven't made much progress in these past few years.

This response was like a bolt out of the blue, shocking all the manor guests. They all looked at him with puzzled gazes, only to hear the youth in the palanquin laugh out loud. The palanquin curtain lifted up the palanquin's child and he quickly kneeled in front of the palanquin.

This man was less than thirty years old and was wearing a black fox leather cloak with a rosy purple brocade top. At his waist, hung an exquisite long sword with jewels on it, and on his slightly thin oval face, there was a hint of pride and contempt contained in that cold, yet not a smile.

This person walked down from the bed and walked to the door. He sized everyone up one by one until his eyes bulged out of their sockets. One of them angrily scolded, You b * stard, why don't you come in and watch!

The youth coldly snorted and said, That was you, right? The youth still had that expression, as if he didn't do it, but it was true that everyone didn't see him move at all. Even the manor lord himself didn't know what happened, but right now, he knew that not a single tooth of his could be used.

Seeing their comrade getting injured, all the manor guests took out their weapons and shone them on them. However, all of them held their weapons and protected their own doors, none of them dared to attack that person. Let's attack together.

At this time, An Wuyou also placed his hand on his waist. Both sides were in a stalemate, and a battle was imminent.

At this moment, he heard a sweet voice from the palanquin saying, Lu'Er, don't cause any trouble. No matter what, we're still guests. We have to at least give that old man some face.

The youth coldly snorted and said, Alright, I'll listen to you.

Seeing this, An Wugou hurriedly reprimanded the people from the manor, We are all guests here, so what can you do with just a few glances?

The young man coldly replied: Young Manor Lord, right and wrong are truly distinct. However, Young Manor Lord, I have something to ask of you.

An Wuyou said, Please speak!

That youth said, Just now, Young Manor Lord said that we are guests that have come from afar, right?

An Wuyou answered, Yes!

The young man said: Since we are guests, could it be that the Wan Mei Manor allows guests to stand outside?

An Wuyou immediately said: If you dare not enter, I will personally arrange a few clean rooms for you.

The young man smiled and said, Many thanks, Young Manor Lord!

An Wuyou said, I dare not, please.

The youth then smiled and said, Ai ~ Young Manor Lord, don't be anxious. It's still quite difficult to enter.

An Wuyou said, Please speak!

The young man pointed to the two palanquins behind him and said,