Young White Horse: Born with a Poisonous Body and a Sword that Slays the Heroes

"Snapped!"

Wenjujiu took a step forward, raised his hand and hit Baili Dongjun on the head and cursed:

"You are disgusting! You are such a heartless little thing. Your mother was like that before!"

Baili Dongjun: "Tom cat squatting with his head in his hands JPG"

Wen Yanzhao squinted and smiled: "Uncle, you fight well!"

……

"Uncle, can these poisons save his life?"

Baili Dongjun, who was enduring nausea and discomfort, asked tentatively

"What? You don't trust your uncle? I'm the famous Poison Bodhisattva in the martial arts world? Don't worry, Xiao Baili~ I'll give you a lively Sikong Changfeng in two days!"

"What are you standing there for? Go! It's getting late. You should rest. It's already three quarters past midnight. Aren't you sleepy?"

Wenju wine urged

Baili Dongjun looked helpless:

"I'm not sleepy at all now. I'm more energetic than a donkey that just pulled the millstone!"

The man who was warming the pot of wine looked at his nephew with eyes as big as copper bells with a strange expression and asked:

"It's strange, why aren't you sleepy at this hour?"

Baili Dongjun looked aggrieved:

"Ask my cousin what he gave me to eat today!"

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahaha… I remember, I remember! Your cousin gave you the Bingning Fushen Pill!"

"I couldn't sleep for three days after eating that thing. Hahahahahahaha, I'm dying of laughter!"

After drinking the wine, I understood the reason and laughed so hard that I fell backwards.

Only the instigator, Wen Yanzhao, covered his mouth, neither laughing nor unable to hold back his laughter.

At last……

Wen Yanzhao: "I'm sorry, cousin! I really can't hold it back any longer, hahahaha (*≧▽≦) ..."

Baili Dongjun: "Family members, who knows, we met a pair of uncle and nephew (?_?|||)..."

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Chapter 29: Set off! Sword Forest!

At the beginning of the Yin hour, the sky is full of stars and the night is dark.

The true energy in the Donggui Tavern was surging, and Sikong Changfeng was sitting in a huge wooden barrel.

The uncle and nephew of the Wen family sat cross-legged on the ground, exerting their internal strength with both hands, one on the left and one on the right, against the wall of the barrel.

The aroma of wine in the wooden barrel was mixed with a strange poisonous aroma, and it seemed to be boiling. The mist was thick and surrounded the three people.

Baili Dongjun, who was standing by, looked at the three people in front of him boredly, tapping the floor with his fingers, without a trace of sleepiness.

"Is this going to work? I'm afraid that in a few hours, Sikong Changfeng will be a cooked duck!"

Baili Dongjun said doubtfully

"My dear nephew, you still have a lot to learn! Go get some gourd of wine for your uncle. I'm dying of greed!"

He kept sending his palm's internal force into the wooden barrel, then turned around and said to Baili Dongjun:

"Well, my uncle, your nephew only sold this fine wine for 500 taels of silver, and the rest went into your stomach!"

Baili Dongjun stood up, picked up the gourd, and walked towards the wine cellar in the back hall.

"Sa!"

As soon as Baili Dongjun entered the back hall, he felt two dark shadows flash past behind him like ghosts.

"Who?!" Baili Dongjun exclaimed

"Little brother, why are you drinking here alone? Is it..."

The person who was speaking was dressed in black, with short hair and a short dagger in his hand flying up and down.

He appeared behind Baili Dongjun with a smile on his face.

As soon as the words fell, Su Muyu, with a black umbrella on her back and a cold and beautiful face, walked out slowly.

"You? You are the ghost from Gu's house last time... Why didn't you find my wine shop?"

Baili Dongjun looked at the two people in front of him warily.

The people who came were the two killers of Dark River——

Umbrella ghost Su Muyu and undertaker Su Changhe

Su Changhe couldn't help but smile when he heard this:

"You call him a ghost?? Hahahahahaha ~ This is the first time I hear someone call him that!"

"He's the most handsome guy in our place! But, he's still a little behind me!"

After saying this, Su Changhe even blew his hair on his forehead.

Baili Dongjun was embarrassed when he heard this. He was not blind to know who was beautiful or ugly, but he still responded perfunctorily:

"Uh... ah, yes, yes..."

After that, he continued to say to the two people in front of him: "I'm sorry, my friend is recuperating in the front hall, please don't disturb me!"

After listening to this, Su Changhe nodded slightly and said, "In that case, we'll see each other again if we're destined to!"

Su Muyu beside him also nodded

Then the two of them flashed and jumped out of the window, disappearing into the thick night like black fog.

The two came here to investigate Wen Yanzhao. They didn't see the real owner, and they were afraid of Baili Dongjun's identity as the young marquis of Zhenxi Marquis Mansion, so they left tactfully.

Baili Dongjun looked at the two and murmured to himself: "What a strange couple..."

When he turned around to look at the Su brothers leaving, he didn't know that in a two-story wooden building a few feet away from the back hall of the tavern, there were two white and one purple people staring at him.

A barely audible sigh came from Yueyao's veil, and then she said with a hint of frustration:

"Let's go. Since the left and right guardians are not sure of defeating the uncle and nephew of the Wen family, what's the point of waiting here?"

"Fortunately, Baili Dongjun, who was born with a martial vein, has been in love with me for a long time. We will have many opportunities in the future!"

"We have already been defeated, Elder Chen. Yueyao doesn't want you two to get hurt again!"

After Yue Yao finished speaking, the Purple-Robed Marquis White-Faced Immortal bowed and said, "As you command!"

The three of them also moved into the room in the building and disappeared.

Baili Dongjun didn't know that at that moment, he had perfectly missed the opportunity to meet the fairy sister he had been thinking about day and night.

He took the wine gourd with the warmed pot of wine, went into the wine cellar, filled a gourd with mulberry leaves, and returned to the front hall.

"What the hell are you doing? It takes you a quarter of an hour to get a drink?"

Wenhujiu was a little impatient when he came back.

"Uncle and cousin, guess who I just met?"

Baili Dongjun handed the wine gourd to Wenju wine and said mysteriously

Wen Yanzhao teased, "Could it be that my cousin has met the girl of his dreams?"

Baili Dongjun blushed:

"Cousin, please don't make fun of me. I met the umbrella ghost who fought with Gu Jianmen last time. There was another person with similar clothes beside him. He was holding a knife and looked like he was not very smart..."

"Oh~ It seems that Anhe has also set his sights on you, Xiao Baili! You better be careful!"

Warming the pot of wine, holding the gourd in one hand, he took a big sip.

"Why does it seem like everyone is coming for me? Is it because the wine I brew is too delicious?"

Baili Dongjun didn't know what was going on, so he clapped his hands, thinking that it was the aroma of his wine that attracted them.

"It's not wine! They've taken a fancy to your natural martial veins! From now on, when we return to Qiandong City, you are not allowed to run around. You must follow me and my uncle closely!"

Wen Yanzhao warned

"Oh, I see! You can't write two words for Wen. How come my cousin has become as verbose as my uncle?"

Baili Dongjun wrinkled his nose and pursed his lips and replied reluctantly

"During this trip to the southwest, Zhao'er finally broke through. Once we cure the little spear fairy, we will set off to send your cousin back to the Zhenxi Marquis's Mansion!"

"We uncle and nephew have to go back to research new poisons. I have been thinking about it for a long time these past two days and I think the idea you mentioned before is worth a try!"

While warming the pot of wine and transferring internal energy into the barrel, he said to Wen Yanzhao:

"The Sword Forest Festival is held once every four years. Uncle, aren't you interested in going to see it?"

Wen Yanzhao, who was constantly transmitting his inner energy, rolled his eyes and asked

Before Wenhujiu could express his opinion, Baili Dongjun excitedly interrupted:

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"Cousin, what is this Sword Forest Festival? It sounds awesome! (???)"

The man who was warming the pot of wine burped loudly and spoke faintly:

"The Sword Forest Grand Meeting your cousin mentioned is the Sword Forest Meeting that is held every four years in Shenjian Town!"

"There are two great sword-making schools in this world, one is Jianxinzhong, and the other is Mingjian Villa, which has a long-standing reputation in the martial arts world!"

"The two great sword-making families take turns to be the dealer in Shenjian Town. This year, it is Mingjian Villa's turn to be the dealer! I wonder if a fairy palace sword that has not been seen for a long time will be born!"

After the words of Wenhujiu were spoken, Baili Dongjun's eyes sparkled and he was fascinated.

"Uncle, cousin! After we cure Sikong Changfeng, how about we go and see this quadrennial event?"