A few minutes ago.

Ma Shoudao, dressed in white marinated clothes, came here with everyone. On the way, he met Ma Yingying. The father and daughter met and returned to this place. Ma Shoudao also found out about the general situation from his daughter, so he was very cautious.

When he saw that the turbid air gradually decreased and was close to nothing, Ma Shoudao was about to go into the water to check the situation. Unexpectedly, he was possessed by the turbid air just after he got into the water.

At this moment, Ma Shoudao's face turned pale and he couldn't help but curse: "Damn it! My magic power can't block the spread of this turbid air in his body."

"Don't hesitate, cut my legs!"

Dozens of innate peak monks who followed surrounded Ma Shoudao and looked at Ma Shoudao's black legs in fear.

Ma Yingying was next to Ma Shoudao, and she was so nervous that she was tearful. "Dad, Jun Chen can purify this toxin, he is in West Lake."

"Let's wait for him."

As soon as he finished speaking, the turbid air had penetrated Ma Shoudao's legs and spread to his lower abdomen.

At this moment, the water waves rolled and a familiar voice appeared in front of everyone.

"Jun Chen?"

Seeing Jun Chen, Ma Yingying cried with joy, "Brother Jun, my father is polluted by the turbid air. Please, please help me."

Ma Shoudao also saw hope and looked at Jun Chen with an excited look.

"Don't worry, it's just a matter of raising your hands." Jun Chen said lightly.

One minute later, the turbid air in Ma Shoudao's body was absorbed, without any danger, and no major troubles were left. Ma Shoudao, who had survived the disaster, was sweating coldly and could not speak for a long time.

The nineteen-year-old Ma Yingying looked grateful and said with red eyes: "Jun Chen, thank you."

Ignoring Ma Yingying, Jun Chen looked directly at Ma Shou and said, "Although the turbid air here has been almost purified, there are still some remnants. If you don't want any innocent casualties, please mark this place as a forbidden area. You cannot enter within a year."

Ma Shoudao bowed: "Thank you, brother Junchen, for leaving aside and stretching out a helping hand. What you said will do soon."

Jun Chen said: "I'm not helping you for nothing. I want to ask one thing, who has the final say in Yangzhou?"

Ma Shoudao was stunned. He didn't know why Jun Chen asked this question, but he still gave the answer: "Yangzhou has been rich and wealthy since ancient times. He said he was arrogant. In Yangzhou, my Ma family still has some influence. If Ma stomped his feet gently, Yangzhou would cause a lot of shock."

“The past one hundred years have been, and now is the same.”

"In Yangzhou, people who have the same energy as me, Mr. Ma, should not have been born yet."

If Ma Shoudao's words were spread, they would definitely cause countless people to criticize them because they were too arrogant.

"very good."

Jun Chen was very satisfied with this answer and nodded, "Remember, you owe me a life."

Ma Shoudao was stunned and hurriedly said, "Of course, if Brother Jun needs help in the future, and it is something that Mr. Ma can do, it is unavoidable."

Jun Chen said lightly: "I do have a favor to ask you to help, but the premise is that you can represent Yangzhou."

Representative to Yangzhou?

Ma Shoudao knew that this was terrible and immediately asked, "I don't know that Brother Jun asked Mr. Ma to help..."

Jun Chen said: "You will know it in the future, at most three years, or within one year."

After saying that, Jun Chen took the Golden Eagle Demon King away under the gaze.

Ma Yingying gritted her teeth secretly.

After all, she is also the jewel in the hands of the richest man in the East, but Jun Chen is so cold that he never faces her from beginning to end, which makes her feel depressed and full of frustration.

She looked at Ma Shou and said, "Dad, do you know what Jun Chen wants you to do for him?"

Ma Shoudao said nothing.

But his heart couldn't calm down for a long time.

Jun Chen wants his help, and now he is not worthy of being the representative of Yangzhou?

These words are terrifying to think about them carefully.

Because it was not the first time he had experienced this situation.

After the three wars, the Eastern Continent reached the level of nine provinces, and Yangzhou was one of them.

Twenty years ago, the head of the Zhao family in the south, Marshal Zhao of the Zhennan Legion was extremely meritorious. Some people in the Forbidden City asked him to stand up, represent Yangzhou, and join all parties in opposing Marshal Zhao.

Although he did not agree, he saw everything that happened later. The Zhao family was destroyed, the Zhao family died, the Zhao family was divided, and the Federation has not been mastered yet.

Now, the saint's husband wants him to represent Yangzhou...

Although he was not sure what the Saint's husband wanted to do, he was sure that the other party had a lot of plans.

A few minutes later, Jun Chen returned to the hotel, and Ye Feiye, Murong Qing, and Xiao Fenghuang were all waiting for him.

"Where have you been?" Ye Feiye asked worriedly.

Jun Chen chuckled: "I finally came to Qiantang River once. Take a look before leaving, otherwise I'm afraid it will be several years later next time."

Ye Feiye did not pursue the matter anymore, and sacrificed Nishuihan and led the four of them north.

Along the way, the little phoenix played with the round and bright sea mermaid pearls, and was very happy.

This thing is Ma Shoudao's treasure, but Ye Feiye did not return it. He regarded it as a lesson for Ma Shoudao, but she gave it to Little Phoenix.

Jun Chen suddenly remembered something and immediately took out a green copper ring, which he took it from Yunmeng.

In Yunmeng, he had a lot of spoils, and in Yunmeng he finally defeated countless people. Although he did not take away the green copper rings from all sides, he only allowed major forces to worship Phoenix Mountain.

However, he still took away one of his green copper rings, namely the Lushan Sword Saint and the Witch God Sect Leader.

The furniture of the leader of the Witch God Sect is amazing. Apart from all kinds of invisible techniques, there are actually tens of millions of drops of spiritual liquid and a fifth-grade flying sword.

On the side, Murong Qing saw Jun Chen holding a fifth-grade white jade flying sword in his hand, and his beautiful eyes gradually became hot.

Who can tell him where the little man got this kind of treasure?

"Dad, that flying sword is so beautiful, baby wants it." The little phoenix came over and laughed.

Jun Chen raised his mouth slightly, and without blinking his eyes, he gave the flying sword to Xiao Fenghuang: "If you like it, take it."

"Thank you, dad, kiss."

A wet mark was left on Jun Chen's face.

Murong Qing was so envious that a talented fifth-grade spiritual jade flying sword was worth at least tens of millions of yuan. This little man actually gave it to Xiao Fenghuang as a toy.

What a prodigal man!

If there was such a man who loved her so much, she would definitely marry.

Jun Chen continued to look through the relics of the leader of the Witch God Sect, but he found nothing valuable.

But he found a letter in writing.

When he opened it, Jun Chen was stunned.

The content of this letter is shocking. If it is published in the world, it will definitely cause an unprecedented sensation, and even the federal structure will change!

"What is this?" Seeing Jun Chen's face change, Ye Feiye and Murong Qing also came over one after another.

They were originally calm, but when they saw this letter, their faces immediately turned pale, especially Ye Feiye, and a layer of fine cold sweat suddenly appeared in their delicate bodies.
Chapter completed!