Snow: The Crown Prince of Chu, forced into marriage by the Minister of the Southern Palace with his

Jiang Xuan snorted coldly. His true energy surged, and with the swing of his longsword, his righteous energy surged and swung out with righteous sword intent towards him.

Puff puff!

With a sound of a blade piercing flesh, everyone around him paled and fell backward.

Several people were either slumped on the ground or were at a distance and did not come over.

But Jiang Xuan had no time to pay attention to them, and without even glancing at them, he disappeared from the spot.

……

……

Wang Chudong was somewhat flustered at this moment, after all, dozens of people were chasing after him.

The one closest to her had already reached out his hand, and she could even hear his breathing right next to her ear.

Wang Chudong subconsciously swallowed, hoping that the donkey beneath him would run faster, much faster.

However, no matter how fast this donkey runs, it is still just a donkey.

At that moment, the hand that Wang Chudong feared had already landed on her shoulder.

"Bring it to you!"

Wang Chudong held the Zhao family orphan tightly by the neck, his face filled with a tense expression.

However, the moment he realized someone had grabbed him, the sensation on his shoulder vanished in the blink of an eye.

Before Wang Chudong could even turn around, he heard a heart-wrenching wail.

"Aaaaaah, my hand! My hand! Jiang Xuan, I'm going to kill you! I'm going to kill you!"

Jiang Xuan glanced at Wang Chudong, and the two locked eyes.

However, Jiang Xuan ignored her and let her be taken away by the Zhao orphan.

At the same time, Jiang Xuan stopped and stood in front of everyone, looking at them calmly.

"I'm right here. If you want to kill me, then come on!"

Their faces now revealed a fierce expression; these were the people who initially stopped Qingzhou from pursuing them.

On the surface, they are people from the martial arts world, but in reality, they are government officials who keep them in order to stir up trouble in the martial arts world and spread information about it.

They were all once government officials or soldiers, or imperial bodyguards, etc.

Therefore, their pursuit of Jiang Xuan can be described as a persistent, venomous pest.

At this moment, Jiang Xuan held the sword in reverse, bent his body slightly, and pushed off the ground with his toes.

Accompanied by the domineering swordsmanship of the Crimson Dragon Sword, Jiang Xuan's body was like a red lightning bolt, instantly disappearing from the spot and sending countless streams of hot blood surging through the crowd.

"Whoo~"

Jiang Xuan looked around and then breathed a sigh of relief. The battle was originally going to be uneventful, but the sudden appearance of the woman had disrupted his plans.

Fortunately, nothing serious happened.

Jiang Xuan flicked the Crimson Dragon Ancient Sword in his hand and then sheathed it.

He didn't go looking for his donkey, because he knew the donkey would come looking for him.

As for that girl, whatever.

Sure enough, not long after Jiang Xuan left, a "hoo hoo hoo" sound came from behind him.

Jiang Xuan patted the donkey's neck, helping it to comb its uneven fur, and then patted the head of the Zhao orphan.

The other party obediently shook its head, and it seemed that it still wanted to take Jiang Xuan to the other side of the road.

It seems like she's getting along well with that girl in white, it's just a bit of a pity.

Jiang Xuan didn't intend to go there. He simply patted the other person on the shoulder and continued walking towards Xiangfan City.

What Jiang Xuan didn't know was that the girl from before was still waiting for him in the direction the donkey was looking.

However, she didn't know that Jiang Xuan hadn't come over.

Chapter 71 Wang Chudong's Puzzle, and Zhao Gou's Attack

Spring God Lake is vast.

Wang Chudong stood there gracefully, gently tucking her flowing hair behind her ears as a light breeze caressed her face.

Wang Chudong's gaze swept around, and anxiety flashed in the depths of her eyes from time to time.

After all, with so many people chasing her, she felt that this was a very dangerous situation.

But I don't know any martial arts. I originally came here for a boat ride and never expected to encounter something like this.

As for why there were no guards, well, in Qingzhou, generally no one would dare to lay a hand on her, let alone near Laoshan.

That's why she dared to run over there without restraint, and just happened to witness the great battle between Jiang Xuan and the others.

If it were anyone else, they would probably have run away by now and wouldn't be waiting here.

Thinking of this, she lowered her head and glanced at the giant softshell turtle with its large head protruding from the Spring God Lake.

At this moment, the old servant beside Wang Chudong bowed slightly and said directly, "Miss, let's go back."

"Wait a little longer, just a little longer." Wang Chudong glanced at the setting sun in the sky and couldn't help but shake his head.

She didn't actually need to wait, after all, he was just a stranger passing by.

Moreover, the other party almost put her in danger. Although he saved her in the end, he was, after all, the daughter of Wang Linquan, the richest man in Qingzhou.

Just now, Wang Chudong heard those people call him Jiang Xuan, and the two of them made eye contact. Although it was only a glance, Wang Chudong knew very well that the person in front of him was the one he wanted to see.

Jiang Xuan!

Quasi-Saint!

He is known as a living saint!

As a renowned talented woman from Qingzhou, she wrote "Spring God Tea" at the age of six and "Snow at the East Wing" at the age of fourteen.

The poem "The First Snow in the East Wing" was once a sensation in Liyang, praised as a single word worth more than a thousand books and a single character worth a thousand pieces of gold.

As a scholar, how could he not know Jiang Xuan? Moreover, besides being learned, he was also extremely powerful.

She never expected to run into Jiang Xuan. If possible, she really wanted to have a good chat with him, preferably about literature. Poetry would be fine, and she wouldn't mind if he talked about philosophy.

However, normally speaking, since Jiang Xuan had arrived in Qingzhou, he wouldn't want to come to Chun Shen Lake or Laoshan.

As darkness fell, her family finally arrived.

Seeing this, Wang Chudong snorted, then stomped her foot hard, revealing a dissatisfied expression.

what happened!

Jiang Xuan saw him, and even the donkey ran back.

Don't you want to come over, say hello, apologize, or say something?

"Miss, shall we go back first?"

Looking at the people around her, Wang Chudong sighed softly, and finally nodded.

However, at this moment, she still glanced in the direction Jiang Xuan had left, her eyes flashing with a different kind of expression.

"Just wait, we'll meet sooner or later."

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Come back to the inn.

Jiang Xuan was naturally unaware that someone was waiting for him, and had even been waiting for several hours.

After being surrounded and killed near Spring God Lake, he left on his own after the matter was resolved.

He arrived at this town without asking where he was. He went straight to an inn, sent the Zhao orphan out, and had him fed and cared for.

Jiang Xuan ate something and then took a nice bath to relax.

After all, the past few days have been spent in encirclement, interception, and pursuit.

Now, sitting in the bucket, he felt as if all the strength in his body had been drained away by the hot water.

He had only one thought right now, which was to get a good night's sleep, and that's what Jiang Xuan did too.

While Jiang Xuan was sleeping, undercurrents were surging throughout Qingzhou, and many sects and organizations received instructions from the imperial court.

Their goal was the same: to capture and kill Jiang Xuan.

Jiang Xuan was sleeping soundly when he heard a series of footsteps outside. At first, it sounded like they were heading to the other side, and he could also hear the voice of a waiter.

Jiang Xuan had a pretty good impression of the waiter in the evening.

Although I gave a tip, the food and water were both very well provided.

He is warm-hearted and sensible.

However, it now seems that it was mostly for ulterior motives.

After thinking about this, Jiang Xuan took out an antidote pill from his pocket.

At that moment, a pipe was shoved through the window, instantly filling the room with smoke.

Very professional.

Jiang Xuan thought to himself, "These people arrived so suddenly, yet they were still able to carry out such an organized operation."

Most of them are specialized assassination organizations, or special sects in the martial arts world.

As Jiang Xuan was pondering this, he gripped the Crimson Dragon Sword beside him, wondering if the Donkey Celestial Master had eaten his fill tonight.

After all, we have to get going again.

At that moment, the door latch was opened, and several people quietly walked in.

They didn't act immediately, after all, Jiang Xuan was more valuable alive.

"He's still awake!"