Idle game leads to another world.

Chapter 1672 Iron Sword Drinking Horse
"You are going too far!"

Before Yang Yiyi stepped onto the stairs, she suddenly heard this voice from the dilapidated temple. She wanted to shout out a secret signal, but ended up being awkwardly frozen in place.

What's the matter?

I could tell it was a woman's voice, and her tone was furious.

There was no sound from Li Chengxi's side, he could only see a dialog box, but he knew that in this situation he definitely couldn't just barge in.

So the jade sceptre in his arms shook slightly, and he signaled Yang Yiyi to move to the side and sneak closer.

Yang Yiyi finally understood correctly this time. She immediately lowered her body, walked to the left side of the ruined temple, got close to the window on the left wall of the ruined temple, and looked inside quietly.

This dilapidated temple was originally a land temple, and a yellow-skinned animal was enshrined inside. However, the statue is already very dilapidated, and the altar was overturned by someone. Several holes can be seen on the roof.

In the dilapidated temple, two groups of people seemed to be confronting each other.

As for their attire, there was nothing special about it. It was basically the attire commonly seen among the people in the underworld. At first, Yang Yiyi thought that they had encountered a vendetta or something like that.

This is quite common in the world.

There were about twenty people on one side, and they used different weapons. The leader was a middle-aged man who looked to be in his forties or fifties.

This man had a pair of drooping eyes, thin eyebrows, tiger eyes, bronze beard and crane hair. He wore a dark red printed gown. There was no weapon seen, only a fan on his waist.

This person looks like the type that is not easy to mess with, and it seems like he is going to argue with everyone wherever he goes.

The attire on the other side was relatively uniform. All members were wearing green tights, which should be the uniforms of the sect. The weapons they used were all scimitars of exactly the same shape.

The leader was a woman in her thirties, with a pair of beautiful almond-shaped eyes, a beauty mole at the corner of her mouth, and long, black, beautiful hair tied into a bun, which made her skin look fair and beautiful.

It’s just that the anger on her face was too destructive to her beauty, and I felt that the blood vessels on her forehead would burst and spray blood all over the floor at any moment.

This isn’t right. The disciples of Tianjue Palace were supposed to meet here. Where are they?
Yang Yiyi had no impression of the middle-aged man in his forties or fifties, but she felt that the woman in her thirties looked a little familiar to her.

Not only have we met, but we must have been together before, but we just didn't interact much.

When Yang Yiyi was wondering where she had seen that person before, the woman shouted again:

"Old thief Duan! You have already found your way to death. I didn't go looking for you, but you dared to come looking for me? You want to have an iron knife and water your horse? Dream on!"

Iron knife watering horse?

what?
A lot of questions popped up in Yang Yiyi's mind. Perhaps it was because of her lack of experience in the world, she really couldn't figure out what they were talking about.

The man who was called Duan Laozhe was not angry. He stroked his beard and waited for the other party to finish his criticism. Then he said:
"As the saying goes, a man who knows the current situation is a hero. Sect Leader Chen, you still can't see the situation clearly? I don't ask you to do anything, just hand over the Iron Sword and Water Horse, and I will ensure that you escape safely. If you don't appreciate it, Sect Leader Chen will probably try my Wind Chasing Palm."

"Bullshit! The Iron Sword and the Horse Drinking Water are my ancestral possessions. How can I let them go so easily, let alone give them to a disloyal and despicable dog like you!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the atmosphere on both sides became even more tense and they all drew their weapons.

It seems that one party wants to rob the other party's ancestral treasure. Although I don't know what the Iron Knife Drinking Horse is, it should be roughly this meaning. When Yang Yiyi thought of this, her first reaction was to rush in to fight for justice. How could someone who aspires to be a hero stand idly by when seeing this situation?
But Li Chengxi had already guessed what Yang Yiyi's train of thought was. The jade gui vibrated a few times again, signaling you not to be anxious.

If you really want to help, you can wait until a fight starts. If you can just launch a sneak attack, why do you have to fight head-on?

what?
Isn’t it nice to see the hero’s sneak attack?
Nonsense, heroes all use knockout drugs.

Yang Yiyi stood still outside the window, and the 'old thief Duan' in the room said again:
"I know that Master Chen's reliance is nothing more than waiting for the reckless man named Mo. I'm telling you clearly, there's no need to wait. Mo Wendao can't come."

Yang Yiyi felt that the woman with the knife looked familiar from the beginning. When she heard Mo Wendao's very distinctive name, she immediately remembered it.

This person is the leader of Ye Zi Men, Chen Yulu.

They had been together before when I went to Southern Xinjiang, and I had heard the name Mo Wendao in Southern Xinjiang. They were arguing in the inn at the time, and it seemed that Mo Wendao had a good relationship with Chen Yulu. (See Chapter 631 for details)
Later, when I went to the Western Regions, Ye Zi Sect was actually there and was one of the sects that was summoned.

Yang Yiyi didn't have much impression of her, mainly because Chen Yulu didn't do anything impressive on these two occasions. She was not outstanding at all, and was not as memorable as the so-called Thunder Sword Gu Tao.

Moreover, Yang Yiyi had no contact with Ye Zimen, so it was no wonder that they had been to the Western Regions and Southern Xinjiang together, but in the end, Yang Yiyi only had a familiar impression of him.

By the way, Li Chengxi also complained about whether this Ye Zi sect was the same as Fei Ye Zi, saying that their methods were too wild.

But actually, it is not. They are called Ye Zi Men because they are best at using scalpels.

I just don’t know why it’s not called Liuyemen. Maybe it’s because it doesn’t sound as gangster-like as Yezimen?

Yang Yiyi finally remembered, but this was different for Chen Yulu.

Her eyes seemed to be ready to devour anyone, like a steel knife drawn from its sheath, and anyone who wasn't careful would be chopped into pieces by her.

But 'Old Thief Duan' didn't care at all, and seemed to think that he had Chen Yulu in his grasp today.

"Don't force me to break up with you. Just hand over the things. It will be better for everyone."

It is actually not normal to ask Chen Yulu to hand over the thing called Iron Knife Watering Horse repeatedly.

Judging from the old thief's behavior in this section, he doesn't seem to be afraid of Chen Yulu, and they obviously have more people on their side, so if a fight really breaks out, Ye Zimen will definitely not have the advantage.

In that case, if he doesn't give it to you after a few words, then just snatch it away. There's no need to repeat it over and over again.

This is a very obvious signal. The so-called iron knife and horse drinking water may be some kind of fragile item. It may break during a fight, so it would be best if Chen Yulu could hand it over obediently.

Having said that, Chen Yulu is also weird. She carries the fragile treasures left by her ancestors with her when she goes out. Is she really not afraid of accidents?
The main thing is that I haven’t seen what the so-called Iron Knife Watering Horse is until now, so it’s hard to guess. Let’s wait and see.

Li Chengxi wanted to see if there was any more conversation between them, but Chen Yulu obviously didn't want to waste time talking, so she drew her sword and pointed at him:
"Old man, suffer death!"

After saying that, he drew his sword and rushed forward. The disciples around him followed suit, and the two sides immediately started fighting in the ruined temple.

Yang Yiyi was peeping outside the window, feeling itchy inside. It was about time for me to go out and speak out when I saw injustice. It was time for the hero to make a grand appearance, right?
But Li Chengxi still signaled her to stay calm and not move, as it was not the right time yet.

(End of this chapter)