The return journey was quick, and around sunset in the afternoon, Yan Xiong and others returned to Beihan Pass.
After returning to Beihan Pass, Yan Xiong asked Bu Jingyun and others to go down and handle the matters, while he himself strolled around Beihan Pass.
Because Beihan Pass is located at the junction of the Southern Region and Mobei, before the Demonic Cult occupied the area north of Beihan Pass, there were a large number of caravans coming in and out here all year round.
Even though the Demon Cult occupied the area north of Beihan Pass during this period, there were still many caravans that wanted to take risks, or those that were unaware that the area had been occupied by the Demon Cult, entering Beihan Pass.
Therefore, the current Beihan Pass is much more prosperous than ordinary cities.
Plus, the Tianxiahui just brought nearly eight thousand people here.
Perhaps because of the gang rules, the members of the Tianxiahui are all staying well in their base.
But it’s different for individual travelers or even people from small gangs.
Apart from imposing some rules on them, Yan Xiong could not stop them from entering the city and having fun.
Of course, Yan Xiong was also very welcome to their entry into the city.
Beihan Pass is now the territory of Tianxiahui.
A large part of the city entry tax and the money left after their fun will go into the pocket of the Tianxiahui.
Therefore, Yan Xiong welcomed their carefree attitude very much.
Sometimes Yan Xiong likes to go shopping alone.
I can often stop and look at things that interest me.
The only thing that made him a little regretful was that the scene of rape of women that was supposed to appear in novels did not happen on this trip.
This made his incognito tours less pretentious.
After eating a bowl of noodles at a noodle shop on the street that seemed to be doing good business, he slowly returned to the City Lord's Mansion.
As soon as he came back, Qin Shuang, who had come back to deal with some things, appeared in front of him.
"Master, news just arrived this afternoon!"
He handed a secret letter to Yan Xiong.
"Interesting, Qi Liancheng actually fought with someone just because of a pervert, it's really surprising."
After reading the letter, Yan Xiong couldn't help laughing.
The secret letter came from Song Yao.
The secret letters from the Tianxiahui would usually be sent back to Song Yao first, and then Asan would pass them to Yan Xiong depending on the urgency of the matter.
This letter was not an urgent one, but just a very common message about important matters.
According to the letter, the son of Wu Sihai, the lord of Juque City in the Eighteen Cities of Qilian, forcibly abducted a young girl on the way from the Eighteen Cities of Qilian to the Shenshui Palace in the Southern Region.
It turned out that the girl was the granddaughter of Mo Qianzhou, the King of Mo Dao in the Southern Region.
By the time Mo Qianzhou found his granddaughter, she had already been killed.
The guy named Wu Yifan's action immediately angered Mo Qianzhou.
So Mo Qianzhou broke into the camp of the Eighteen Cities of Qilian alone, cut off Wu Yifan's penis in front of Wu Sihai, and shaved his limbs on the spot.
Wu Sihai had only one son, who was crippled by Mo Qianzhou. He was immediately furious and attacked his opponent even though he knew he was no match for his opponent, but was beaten to death by Mo Qianzhou.
Although Mo Qianzhou did this to avenge his granddaughter, Qi Liancheng was not the kind of person who would sit idly by and watch his men being killed.
What's more, Wu Sihai is one of his important subordinates.
So Qi Liancheng took action personally and fought a fierce battle on the banks of the Yellow River in the southern region.
The battle did not take long and no one knows the exact outcome. All we know is that Qi Liancheng returned in a spotless state.
But one thing is certain, that is, Mo Qianzhou is not dead.
Some people have seen Mo Qianzhou in the Huazhou area of the southern region.
He is said to have been seriously injured.
"Mo Dao..."
Holding the letter, Yan Xiong suddenly paused.
"Immediately pass on my oral instructions and order the disciples near Huazhou to search for Mo Qianzhou with all their strength. Tell him when you find him. I will be willing to make the decision for him!"
Yan Xiong crushed the letter in his hand into pieces and gave orders.
He suddenly thought that the Mo Dao used by Mo Qianzhou was a heavy weapon.
If Tianxiahui could get this person and let him teach his Tianwei Modao Jue to the heavy cavalry, wouldn't Tianxiahui's heavy cavalry be invincible
"Disciple will go right away!"
Upon hearing this, Qin Shuang immediately went down to handle the matter.
"I hope you can hold on, Mo Qianzhou, and don't die early!"
Yan Xiong murmured.
It is not impossible for Mo Qianzhou to die early.
Everyone in the world has enemies.
With Mo Qianzhou's fourth-rank strength, even if he had no enemies, now that he was seriously injured, there would be no shortage of people coveting his martial arts secrets.
Therefore, Mo Qianzhou must be being chased by someone at this time.
This is the truth, but the facts are sometimes far from it.
At this time, in a nunnery in Changming Prefecture, Huazhou, not far from the Yellow River.
"Asshole Mo Qianzhou, I handed Xiaoxiao over to you and you said you would protect her, is this your protection
You have the nerve to come here, I will kill you!"
A hoarse and sharp voice suddenly sounded, and an old nun with tears on her face slapped the bloody and sad man in front of her hard.
Faced with her attack, the man neither dodged nor retreated, but just knelt on the ground with lifeless eyes.
"Master! Stop it now!"
A crisp voice was heard, and a sweet-looking little nun suddenly rushed in from outside the door.
boom…
When the old nun heard the sound, she moved her falling palm to the side a little and slammed it onto the table next to her.
The old nun's palm power was so powerful that it not only broke the table into pieces, but also left a deep palm print on the ground when it landed on the ground.
"Master, I know that the little girl's death was a big blow to you, but you shouldn't put all the blame on Senior Mo!"
After the young nun entered the room, she glanced at Mo Qianzhou, who had a lifeless face, and then advised the old nun.
"Amitabha!"
As if persuaded by the young nun, the old nun chanted a Buddhist name.
"Jingchan, take him to the inner room to heal his wounds. I want to be alone for a while!"
The young nun named Jingchan looked at the old nun worriedly, but ultimately said nothing. Instead, she supported Mo Qianzhou, who looked like a fool, and went to the inner courtyard.
"Amitabha, Qilian Eighteen Cities, Qilian City, I will definitely send you to the eighteen levels of hell..."
The old nun's cold voice echoed in the house.
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"I don't quite understand, when did you become so soft-hearted that you actually let Mo Qianzhou go."
In the temporary camp of the Eighteen Cities of Qilian in Lizhou, not far from Huazhou, Lu Renjia asked while wiping the sword in his hand.
"It's not that I let him go, but there was someone watching nearby at the time."
Qi Liancheng explained.
"Who dares to stop you from using your full strength?"
Lu Renjia paused and looked at Qi Liancheng.
"A little Taoist priest!"
Qi Liancheng's eyes were deep, as if he was reminiscing.
"Little Taoist priest?"
Lu Renjia inserted the small knife that looked like a dagger into the hilt of the sword, and then sheathed the sword. He was full of doubts about the title of little Taoist priest.
"Literally, a very young Taoist priest, but he gives me a strong sense of threat!"
Qi Liancheng said.
After a pause, he looked at Lu Renjia.
"You'd better stop suppressing your realm. The world has been getting weirder lately, with all kinds of monsters popping up.
First, there was Guan Yutian’s disciple who wielded the divine sword, then there was Yan Xiong, who had incredible talent and was known as the reincarnation of a god, and then there was this little Taoist priest.
I think the era of great contention that Xuanmen talked about has already begun.
If you continue to face people at this level, one day you may not even have the chance to use your full strength."
Lu Renjia smiled and said, "You don't understand. My sword is hidden. I hide my sword, my knife, my heart and my martial arts. If I draw my sword, no one can stop me. Not even you!"
Qi Liancheng was silent for a moment, then stood up. "I really don't understand your sword, but I hope you don't die before you draw your sword. I'm still waiting to see your sword that's as beautiful as fireworks!"
After saying that, he turned and left the tent.
"Interesting, interesting, a time of trouble is coming, but I don't know who the enemy will be when I unsheathe. It's really exciting!"
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