In the wing room, Shao Bishan's face was gloomy and clear.

With his qualifications, he could not afford to be the young master of the Western Saint Kingdom's lineage. Before that, there was a more genius in the lineage of the Zhenguo. Unfortunately, this genius was like the genius more than two hundred years ago. If he offended someone who should not be offended, he would not be offended, so he died.

Otherwise, Shao Bishan, who is only the fifth level of the Great Fighting Warrior at the age of 28, can be the young master of the country?

Even Shaobishan knew very well that if he could not practice to the seventh level of the Great Fighting Warrior before he was thirty years old, then... he would not be able to keep his position as the young master.

The Duke of Zhenguo never needed waste. If he did not break through before he was thirty, he would be waste.

If he can get the Qilong Sword back, it will be equivalent to washing away the shame of Zhenguo's lineage. Even if he does not break through the seventh level of the Great Fighting Warrior, his status will still not be shaken.

This is also the main reason why he brought two Saint Warriors to Kaiming City.

Of course, the more important reason is...behind him, there is a stronger backer.

If that person hadn't come to him to cooperate with him, Shao Bishan would not have dared to jump out of trouble for the young leader of the Bajue Sect at this time.

What a joke, let’s start the road that the so-called young master of Bajue Sect has taken. On this road, what will happen to those big forces that can get on the table? As long as they are not blind... Oh, even if they are blind, they can hear it.

Originally, Shao Bishan planned to let seven seventh-level warriors attack at the same time while it was dark. At that time, as long as they took the Qilong Sword back, no matter what the reason or what method was used, they would have got the Qilong Sword back. With two Saints Warriors here, it would not be easy to go back to the imperial city?

But now it seems that there is no possibility. Zhao Yu is guarding the Saint Fighting Warriors. Not to mention the Great Fighting Warriors, even if the Saint Fighting Warriors want to steal, they cannot do it.

If it could be stolen, Shao Bishan really didn't mind doing this. Although the Bajue Sect was terrifying, their code of conduct has always been praised by everyone.

The younger generation suffers a loss among their peers, and the Bajue Sect will never say anything about it, let alone do anything for them.

Now, Shao Bishan is so frustrated that he is about to explode on the spot.

In Kaiming Inn, Yang Xiao did not dare to fall asleep. He let go of his spiritual sense all night and covered the 108th floor. It was not until dawn that Yang Xiao confirmed that he was really planning to do anything.

For a Saint Warrior, not sleeping for a day has no effect at all. Not to mention one day, it is normal not to sleep for ten or half a month.

Early in the morning, after eating, the little monk Yichan yelled to go out shopping with Zhao Yu.

To be honest, the little monk Yichan is simply a contradictory group.

When you don’t sleep, you are like a child with active disorder, and you can’t stop for a moment.

But when sleeping, you can't move and sleep whistle.

Moreover, twelve hours a day, except for four hours of lively jumping, the other times are used to sleep.

As the way, Zhao Yu never saw when the young monk Yichan had recited the scriptures, and the old monk Jiewu didn't care about it at all, which made Zhao Yu so surprised that he almost even stared out his eyes.

"Brother, let's go buy candied haws today."

In the lobby on the first floor of the inn, the little monk Yichan circled around Zhao Yu. This little guy knows the taste of food. Now he has no concealed love for candied haws. Whenever he has a chance, he is more interested in candied haws than the flowers he has put into his storage ring.

"Master Jiewu, will I take Yichan out for a walk?" Zhao Yu smiled and looked at the old monk Jiewu. No matter what, the old monk Jiewu is the real elder of the young monk Yichan. If you really want to take the young monk out, you still have to ask for the old monk's opinions.

Of course, there is actually no difference between this quotation and not being solicited, because the old monk Jiewu would definitely agree.

"Well, Yichan, I have to listen to your elder brother Zhao and don't cause trouble."

"Yeah." The little monk Yichan nodded repeatedly. He found that apart from the master, master, uncle and senior brother in the temple, Zhao Yu was the best for him. Zhao Yu would accompany him whatever he wanted to do, and would also take him to eat delicious food, beautiful things and fun.

Zhao Yu had already expected this result.

Looking at Yichan who jumped and followed Zhao Yu out of the inn, a loving smile appeared on the face of the old monk Jiewu.

"I have been like this for hundreds of years, and I am just such an apprentice. Don't do anything excessive. Jiewu and Jiewu, both quit force and also require force. I hope you don't let me use force."

After a quiet sentence, the old monk Jiewu closed his eyes slightly and began to meditate. As for the safety of the young monk Yichan, he was not worried about it, because he had a trace of spiritual consciousness on his young monk Yichan. If the young monk Yichan had any danger, he could rush over as soon as possible.

Kaiming City is worthy of being a scenic city, with people coming and going, it is very lively, and you can see a very strange scene on Kaiming City.

That is... there is no difference between warriors and ordinary people. Although the warriors on the street are a little arrogant, they are different from other cities. The warriors here seem to be used to the surroundings being ordinary people, and ordinary people do not care much about the identity of warriors in their words.

Zhao Yu saw that a cloth vendor and a warrior blushed. In the end, the warrior was defeated and paid the money.

This is simply incredible.

After Zhao Yu has walked such a long way, he has naturally seen some cities where ordinary people and warriors have their nostrils facing the sky. When those ordinary people face those warriors, which one of them is not trembling and shocked?

But it's different here, it's just an equal footing.

What made Zhao Yu feel the most novel is that those warriors actually had a look that should have been like this, and only a few warriors seemed to be a little uncomfortable.

It seems that Liang Kunyu has two tricks. The words he said were not all that he could do yesterday afternoon. You should know that it is very difficult to run an ordinary city into the current atmosphere.

Zhao Yu nodded secretly in his heart.

The state of fighting warriors being arrogant is no longer a day or two. In some cities, it is even stipulated that only fighting warriors can enter, which has become a normal state. Isn’t this the market that Zhao Yu and the others passed by before?

"Canised haws, brother, there are candied haws over there."
Chapter completed!