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

"You are born with a poisonous Gu, but you can drink a thousand cups without getting drunk, right?"

Wen Yanzhao ignored him and glanced at Ye Dingzhi beside him. His expression suddenly darkened:

"This kid is still a Beili Qin prisoner on the run. If he goes back to his aunt's house in Qiandong City with us, it won't be convenient, right?"

When Wenhujiu heard this, he shook his head and said seriously:

"Zhao'er is right, but you and I both know Xiao Baili's temper very well."

"He finally found his childhood best friend this time. Even if he has to risk his life, he will never abandon this kid named Ye again!"

"Let's wait until they wake up tomorrow and then make a decision!"

Wen Yanzhao thought for a moment and nodded.

The uncle and nephew each carried one and went up to the guest room on the second floor.

When the two of them left Baili Dongjun lying on the bed, a problem arose -

Ye Dingzhi did not book a room. He wanted to have a drink here and then head to Tianqi City.

Unexpectedly, I ran into Baili Dongjun and the uncle and nephew of the Wen family. The embarrassing thing was that the guest room was already full of people who came to the sword forest to take swords.

Smart Wenjuujiu stretched out his index finger: "Nephew, I have a good idea!"

Wen Yanzhao asked suspiciously, "Stop talking, I think this is a bad idea!"

Wenhujiu persisted: "If you say so, I will say something even worse!"

Wen Yanzhao: “…”

He warmed the pot of wine and gently placed Ye Dingzhi on the armchair in the guest room. He rolled his eyes and analyzed:

"Nephew, do you think what your uncle said makes sense..."

"Xiao Baili and this Ye Dingzhi are good brothers. They have been like brothers since childhood, right?"

Wen Yanzhao: "Go on..."

Warming up the pot of wine: "Then what's the problem with letting them sleep in the same room?"

Wen Yanzhao heard this, put his hands on his chin and thought for a while, then realized that this was the only way for now, so he nodded:

"Uncle, what you said makes sense!"

"Then let's go back and rest early. Let's buy a carriage tomorrow morning and go back to Qiandong City first!"

Wenhujiu was very considerate and took off Baili Dongjun's shoes and socks and put them back on the bed. Then he pulled up the chairs in the room and simply made a "bed"

He stretched Ye Dingzhi's limbs and placed them on top before leaving with satisfaction.

"Zhao'er, have you noticed that Ye Dingzhi is exactly the same as Xiao Baili, and he is also born with a martial vein!"

He warmed up the bottle of wine and walked out of the room. His expression changed from the previous kind expression in the corridor, and his tone was quite serious.

"Yes, I discovered it when I was fighting him in Jianlin! Did my uncle just discover it now?"

The uncle and nephew of the Wen family asked and answered each other in the dark corridor. The two figures were so quiet that it was frightening.

The warm pot of wine has bright eyes, shining in the thick and dark night.

At this moment, he is no longer the elder who usually jokes and acts cute with Wen Yanzhao and Baili Dongjun.

Instead, he is the Poison Bodhisattva of the Wen family, a top master in the realm of freedom who has been in the martial arts world for decades!

After a moment of hesitation, Wenjiujiu said:

"In this whole world, the only people who covet the natural martial veins are not from the outer world!"

"Now that our two precious babies are by our side, we must be extremely careful."

"And you, although you are determined and steady in your actions, you are still a little ostentatious sometimes."

"You are my only nephew. The future of the Wen family depends on you."

"Zhao'er, go back and have a rest. Anyone who dares to touch my nephews who are warming a bottle of wine will have to step over my dead body..."

After warming the pot of wine and giving earnest instructions, he threw down one last powerful word, turned around and walked towards his room.

Wen Yanzhao's eyes turned red after hearing what his uncle said. No matter how powerful he is, he is still a teenager.

His heart was churning, and before he could feel the emotion for a moment, Wenhujiu suddenly stopped and called out:

"Oh no! My dear nephew, you borrowed ten taels of silver from me, but in your haste you forgot to redeem the wine gourd!"

Sure enough, the naughty uncle who was only handsome for three seconds is back

The money for warming a pot of wine and drinking wine was naturally not enough, so a few young girls were called

The wine money was paid, but the girl's head wrap was nowhere to be found.

I had no choice but to pawn the gold-inlaid red sandalwood wine gourd that I had carried with me for more than 20 years.

I just touched my waist and it was empty.

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After hearing what Wen Hujiu said, Wen Yanzhao almost rolled his eyes to the sky!

Seeing his uncle approaching him with a smirk, he felt angry and amused at the same time, so he took out a silver ingot from his pocket.

"Here! This won't happen again!"

Seeing his nephew take out the silver, he warmed up the pot of wine and took it with many thanks:

"It's all blood ties! My dear nephew, from now on if you say go east, your uncle will never go west!"

"You ask me to beat the dog, but I will never scold the chicken!"

Wen Yanzhao was a little nervous and waved his hands impatiently:

"Okay, okay, uncle, can you do something new? Redeem the wine gourd and go to bed early!"

After saying that, he went back to his room.

After warming the pot of wine, he jumped out of the window next to him and disappeared into the night.

……

The sound of snoring could be heard in Jianlin Inn, but in Tianqi City, thousands of miles away, someone was tossing and turning in bed.

Apocalypse City, Beili Palace

"A 17-year-old boy has reached the state of Fuyao. This is nothing to be afraid of!"

"The remnant of the Ye family is the hidden disease..."

"Zhuoqing, is the news above true?"

Emperor Tai'an Xiao Chongjing looked solemn as he stared at the rice paper in his hand and asked:

Zhuoqing knelt outside the curtain of Xiao Chongjing's dragon bed and responded respectfully:

"Your Majesty, I have already ordered Yingzong and Anhe to verify from various sources..."

"According to the spy's report, it's absolutely true!"

Xiao Chongjing sat on the dragon bed and sighed deeply:

"This man is a cousin of the grandson of Baili Luochen, the Marquis of Zhenxi. Although the Wen family in Lingnan is weak..."

"But if this poison sac is punctured, half of Beili's people will be buried with him!"

"Don't worry about that kid named Ye for now. Let's see if there's anyone supporting him. By the way, where is Feng'er now?"

Zhuo Qing, who was kneeling on the ground with his head lowered, responded:

"Your Majesty, Prince Langya has already left Jixia Academy yesterday and is expected to arrive in Qiandong City tomorrow at the latest!"

Xiao Chongjing raised his eyes to look at Zhuoqing, thought for a moment and said softly:

"Send a team of fast horses to deliver my oral instructions to Feng'er..."

"Tell him to keep a close watch on the Zhenxi Marquis Mansion. If there is any connection with the remnants of the Ye family, report back immediately!"

"The boy from the Wen family is still a little young after all. If he can enter the Jixia Academy, Feng'er can recruit him and use him for his own benefit!"

Xiao Chongjing is a qualified emperor. He is very experienced in the art of ruling and controlling his subordinates.

But he had a hard time getting to this position, and was left with a chronic disease of excessive suspicion and mistrust.

After Xiao Chongjing finished speaking, he no longer looked at Zhuoqing who was kneeling on the ground, and said:

"I'm tired, go and do what I told you to do!"

Zhuo Qing bowed and saluted, saying "Yes, sir" and left Emperor Tai'an's bedroom.

(I stayed up late yesterday to update, and something at the company delayed the update this morning, but there will be another chapter in the evening!)

Chapter 41 Return to Qiandong City

The next morning, Jianlin Inn

I got up early, arranged everything, and warmed up a pot of wine. At this moment, I was sitting with my legs crossed, leaning on the table by the window on the first floor.

There were four sets of bowls and chopsticks in front of him, with some white porridge, pickles, sesame cakes, steamed buns and other food on them.

After a while, Wen Yanzhao put on his clothes and came downstairs. He went straight to the warm pot of wine and sat down.

Seeing Wen Yan's wine, he was leisurely holding the wine gourd he redeemed last night and humming a little tune.

His eyes were fixed on the scenery of Shenjian Town in the early morning outside the window, and he ignored himself.

Wen Yanzhao looked him up and down and said in a sarcastic tone:

"Hey~ Isn't this the Poison Bodhisattva warming up the pot of wine? What's going on? Did you redeem the wine gourd?"

Wen Hujiu's timid mood was instantly disturbed by his words. He turned around and raised his hand to give Wen Yanzhao a slap.

But Wen Yanzhao dodged it.

Seeing that his attack had missed, Wenhujiu sat down and pretended to be angry, saying, "You bastard, you dare to call your uncle by his name!"

"As expected, you can't trust a drunkard's words! I just lent you ten taels of silver last night to settle your debt, but now you don't recognize me as your benefactor!"