"If you want me to tell me, Jun Yuhou shouldn't have provoked those scholars."

In the official road of riding horses, Chu Chen and his party left Wuwei City far behind.

Without outsiders, Li Jiuwei was no longer holding a fierce tiger-bearing aura and jokingly said lazily: "The fists of martial artists in the world and the flying swords of swordsmen are not as good as scholars. When it comes to taking advantage of the situation and making trouble, no one can compare to them."

"The Heavens" NPC cannot understand the supernatural communication between players, including those vulgar "national swear words", which will become another meaning when they fall into their ears.

"That... Jun Yuhou is suffering a little aggrieved now, so you don't have to worry too much. When you complete your achievements, the Marquis will definitely be rewarded."

Li Zhuwei laughed.

"The little monk understands." Chu Chen nodded indifferently.

On the way, Chu Chen asked about some military regulations, which were difficult to obtain in normal times and may be used in the future. Li Zhuwei was particularly optimistic about Chu Chen's prospects around Yingwu Hou. He wanted to make friends with him now, so he naturally knew everything.

Chu Chen learned a lot while walking and talking along the way, and he had a general understanding of the complex relationships within the military palace.

There is a point here involving the Black Prison Guard.

The Black Prison Guard is a law enforcement officer who specializes in the military office. He is appointed as a military servant in a variety of battles and is independent and not subject to any orders from the government hall. He has his own set of operating rules.

Simply put, it is to arrest soldiers who specialize in arresting military prisoners.

also.

The black prison guards are also responsible for the generals' escorts when they go out. While protecting the generals' personal safety, they also monitor all actions outside.

If the generals of the military government did not send a letter to the black prison guard before going out, they would be regarded as leaving the camp privately, seriously violating the military law. The black prison guards had the right to arrest them directly and report them to the Privy Council of the court.

Even the head of the mansion, Yingwu Hou, is no exception.

This is true in theory, but the rules are dead, but people live.

Nowadays, the black prison guards in Longxiang Army Mansion are all former officials who joined the army from top to bottom. They rarely interact to avoid suspicion.

Speaking of this, Li Zhuwei couldn't help but brag about how brave and good at fighting when he was playing under the throne of the Yingwu Marquis back then... Especially when it comes to the young Marquis who was just starting out and full of scholarly aura, he is even more dazzling and radiant.

It seems that the past is still vivid in my mind, making people excited.

The horizontal spear is cold and pointed at the Thousand Army formation.

One hundred thousand northern demons avoid white robe!

Chu Chen smiled and agreed, and was amazed at one or two sentences from time to time.

It can be seen that these people's admiration and loyalty to Yingwuhou has long been deeply rooted in the bones.

Even if they charge towards the sea of ​​swords and fires, they will remain unswerving at the command of Chen Qing.

Listening to Li Jiuwei telling the past, Chu Chen was no longer boring along the way.

The three of them traveled together at night.

The mounts equipped with Black Prison Guards are of good bloodline. They are low-level spirit beasts produced by Biyu Sect, so traveling thousands of miles a day is no problem.

The next day, at noon.

Chu Chen took a brief look through the system map and found that it was less than an hour away from Shuofang County.

After calculating the time again, he opened the friend column and quickly found an id that he had not been in contact for a long time. Feige sent a message to send a message.

"In three hours, see you in the east gate of Shuofang City."

"——Jun Hongchen."

Feige delivers a letter is the only way for players to communicate remotely. According to the distance of the letter, there is a corresponding delay.

However, this thing is like equipment and can be updated.

For example, if you find someone to refine a flying sword that is dedicated to sending messages, you can use the flying sword to send messages, which is more than a hundred times faster than the primary flying pigeon send messages. In addition to the flying sword, there are many other alternatives.

Kitchen, spiritual leaves, kingfisher...

Anyway, as long as players have money, they can customize without restrictions and can be played every day.

Chu Chen was relatively safe. He felt that "Flying Pigeon's letters" were enough for his daily needs, so he did not spend money on it.

Say it.

As this news was released, someone still didn't know that something "earth-shaking" was about to happen in Shuofang City.

At the same time.

In a well-known restaurant in Shuofang City, several well-dressed players were about to go in for dinner, but were blocked by the waiter at the door.

"I said, are your restaurant opens and doesn't pick up customers? I have money, get up and open it!"

A big belly player shouted.

"Several customer officials, I'm really sorry. Our store has been booked by noble people these days. Please ask a few to go to another house to see it." The waiter smiled.

Another player who was traveling with him frowned. He was also a good person who was not short of money. "I come to your house to eat every day, why can't I do this today? What a bullshit noble man, if you go and pass it down, just say that Mr. Bao from Wuhu Gang asked him to come out for a while."

The Wuhu Gang is a well-known force in Shuofang City. These people are obviously the leaders of the gang. The places where they enter and exit on weekdays should not be too low, otherwise they will lose their value.

"this……"

The waiter's face was full of bitterness.

Mr. Bao looked calm and urged impatiently: "Didn't you hear me telling you to go quickly? Believe it or not, I'll hand you a message to the county magistrate's office tomorrow, someone will come to tear your signboard?"

The waiter felt really bitter.

Mr. Bao from the Wuhu Gang came to have dinner every few days, so how could he not know him?

But the shopkeeper had just given a death order before. No matter who comes today, everyone will be stopped. We must not disrupt the noble people's interest in meeting guests.

It would be okay if someone else had said that.

Mr. Bao is a famous tycoon in the city. It is said that he has a close relationship with the guards of the city. If he accidentally commits crime, he will definitely cause trouble for the restaurant and the owner.

"Bao... Master Bao, wait a moment, I'll go and send a message to you..." The waiter hesitated for a long time, but in the end he couldn't resist Master Bao's power. He was about to turn around and turn back to the restaurant to find the shopkeeper to report when a hearty laugh suddenly rang out of the restaurant.

"Hahahahaha, this young man's brother is finally here. I haven't seen him for three years. It's so missing me so much!"

"Mr. Xia, please wait for a while. Wen Yu will go and welcome your brother first. Let's drink and drink some hard!"

After saying that.

A sharp sound rose into the sky.

"Boss, wait for me, I want to go too!"

"I'm a little sister!"

"Brother Jun is a senior in the circle, so how can I be missing me!"

"Haha, go together, go together..."

Before he finished speaking, more than a dozen sword energy emerged.

Instantly.

The sky above the restaurant is colorful, intersecting each other, dazzling and dazzling.

It attracted countless passers-by around to stop and watch, and was amazed.

But there was a figure with fluttering clothes and fairy-shaped figure standing on each flying sword, with mysterious light floating around, and extremely chic. The person in the leader was even more cloudy and radiant, and the alchemy was filled with radiance. He stepped on a flying sword with red light and flames, and he was a sword cultivator who had entered the third-grade elixir realm!

"Everyone, please come with me to welcome Brother Jun!!"

These sword cultivators who came from somewhere only stopped for a few breaths and then turned into long rainbows of sword energy that broke through the air, which immediately aroused the exclamations of the passers-by below.

"Wow, so handsome!!"

"Is this the sword cultivator of Qionghua School? It's so cool!!"

"From their momentum, I am definitely not an ordinary disciple of the Qionghua Sect, and the most true teaching is also the first time!"

"A dozen true sword cultivators came to Shuofang. This situation is quite big. Who knows what they are doing?"

"Hey? I seemed to hear them say they were going to pick someone up..."

"What the hell……"

Mr. Bao, who was still clamoring in front of him, was stunned for a long time.

When he came to his senses, he quickly covered his face with his hands and walked away without saying a word.

Thirty miles away from Shuofang City, Chu Chen and the two black prison guards seemed to be aware of it. They both held the reins of the horse and looked up with a little vigilance.

Eighteen sword energy came across, the mysterious light fell and the shadows were magnificent.

Mo Wenyu was wearing a Qingfeng Danyang Taoist robe, and he put his sword back to the sheath. He bowed his head and smiled and said, "Good brother, my little brother Mo Wenyu, the sword energy is out of the city for thirty miles, come and see..."

"No, Brother Jun, why are you..."
Chapter completed!