Chapter 322 Win Or Lose

Xia Lincheng stood on the hill outside Chang'an City and tiptoed in the direction of the city gate.

He regretted agreeing to his son-in-law's request, but…

He only had one daughter. He knew how much his daughter loved that stinking brat. As a father, he couldn't watch his daughter become widowed at such a young age. There was nothing he could do. He could only take a huge risk and meet Xu Han, who Zhu Xian regarded as a thorn in his side, on the hill outside Chang'an City.

However, he waited for a long time, but he did not wait for Xu Han, and what he was waiting for was…

A group of grand, snow-white-armored soldiers. Those white-armored soldiers walked neatly, all of them equipped with a long sword at their waist. As they walked, their proud sword intent flowed through the formation.

Xia Lincheng knew that receiving Xu Han was a matter that would cause the head to fall to the ground if he was a little careless. That's why he's been so cautious, Any movement of wind and grass was enough to provoke his tense nerves. Naturally, the arrival of these tens of thousands of troops could not be concealed from him. He wisely led his extremely servants to retreat not far away when he sensed the aura of the army. That was the hill he was on at this moment, carefully observing the group of soldiers who had suddenly arrived.

Xia Lincheng was at least the sect leader of Moon Lake Cave. He was considered a person with a high status in the Jianghu of Great Zhou. Naturally, he had some experience. His cat's gaze behind the hill was on the densely packed group of armored warriors. Finally, it landed on the leading blue-robed man.

The man was about fifty years old, with a long white and black beard on his chin and two long swords on his back.

He stood there proudly with a cold expression on his face and a straight waist, like a sword with a hidden edge in its sheath. The day he unsheathed, heaven and earth trembled, and the sun and moon lost their light.

Xia Lincheng recognized him.

In other words, everyone in Jianghu of Great Zhou recognized him.

He had a resounding name, Heavenly Battle City Master Yue Fuyao!

As for the identity of the rows of armored warriors with swords on their waists, it was not difficult to guess that they were the Heavenly Battle Army in Heavenly Battle City.

Yue Fuyao brought the Heavenly Dipper Army to Chang'an at this time. Does that mean that this Yue Jianxian, who had never participated in court battles, has also decided to interfere in today's imperial power battles?

Whether it was his elite army or his own cultivation as an immortal, they were all enough to become the key forces to change the direction of today's struggle for imperial power. Thinking of this, Xia Lincheng's expression immediately changed. He suddenly understood why Song Yueming had transferred him outside Chang'an City. This was probably one of his goals, and the second was to enable Moon Lake Cave to avoid this complicated and confusing battle.

Xia Lincheng frowned when he thought of this. He had never heard anyone in the Long Night Division say that he would invite Yue Fuyao. Moreover, the Heavenly Battle City in charge of Xuzhou had always been at odds with the Long Night Division. It was also considered the only prefecture in Great Zhou that was no longer under the control of the Heavenly Battle City. It was obviously unlikely that such a Heavenly Battle City was Zhu Xian's helper.

Thinking of this, Xia Lincheng was shocked.

"Ai, I say, Uncle, can you do it? We've been walking for more than ten days now in Chang'an. Can you find the way?" At this moment, a tender voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

That voice did not seem to have the slightest intention of avoiding the mighty warrior in front of Chang'an City. It was very clear to Xia Lincheng. Xia Lincheng, who had originally thought about the matters related to the direction of the Moon Lake Cave or even the Great Zhou Dynasty, was shocked and hurriedly followed suit.

In the depths of the forest, two figures, one tall and one short, slowly walked towards this place.

The two of them were dressed in strange clothes. The older one was a man in his forties. He was dressed in black and had a kind expression. However, the eyebrows on his eyes were snow white. The younger one was a youth who was only thirteen or fourteen years old. He was a little thin and weak, but he carried two swords on his back that were almost the same length as his body.

Normally, Xia Lincheng would not stop for the two of them, but at this moment, the relaxed expression on their faces was completely out of place in Chang'an, where the undercurrents were raging.

"How can you blame me for this? Didn't you come to Chang'an? Aren't you unable to find your way?" When the middle-aged man heard the youth's complaint, he felt somewhat indignant and immediately retorted.

The boy's expression froze at that moment. He scratched the back of his head and his voice instantly lowered a bit. "I was also following Lord Manor Master. I didn't pay attention at all. When I left… I was in a hurry to hurry again…"

As the two of them spoke, their footsteps gradually approached.

Xia Lincheng's expression changed. He secretly thought that he mustn't come here. He didn't want to attract the attention of Yue Fuyao, Yue Jianxian, who was standing in front of the city gate. It was only this thought that arose.

The youth's tender voice sounded again.

"Eh? Uncle, look at the people there. Let's go ask them."

Thus, the old and young duo walked to the reluctant Xia Lincheng. The middle-aged man bowed respectfully to Xia Lincheng and then asked loudly, "I, Ning Zhumang, and my juniors, have come here to go to Chang'an, but they are lost. I wonder if this brother can do it."

Before he could finish speaking, Xia Lincheng's heart trembled when he heard the word "Ning Zhumang". He couldn't help but raise his head to take a closer look. Only then did he realize that the man in front of him was the former sect master of the Exquisite Pavilion, Ning Zhumang!

"Brother Ning!" He couldn't help but exclaim.

The man who called himself Ning Zhumang was also stunned. He raised his eyes to look at Xia Lincheng and recognized him. His face was filled with joy as he said, "Brother Xia!"

"You know each other?" The youth with the sword on his back asked in a daze.

"Of course I do." Ning Zhumang nodded and looked at Xia Lincheng, asking, "Why is Brother Xia here?"

Xia Lincheng remembered that not long ago, the Linglong Pavilion had announced that Ning Zhumang, Zhong Changhen, and Long Congyun had died. Now that Ning Zhumang had appeared in front of him, he couldn't help but be stunned. When he heard Ning Zhumang's question, he regained his senses. He was about to say something when another voice came from afar.

"If you two want to save that youth named Xu Han, then stop chatting. He won't be able to wait for you for long." The voice was filled with vigor and innate majesty.

Xia Lincheng and Ning Zhumang were both stunned at that moment. They looked at the vast white-armored soldiers at the foot of the mountain and saw a man with a long sword on his back looking at them with narrowed eyes.

With a single glance, Xia Lincheng felt his heart tremble. Although this Immortal Realm was only one level away from the Great Evolution Realm, it was actually a difference between clouds and mud.

At this moment, he came to his senses. He thought that he was hiding perfectly, but how could he hide this from an immortal's eyes and ears?

"Lord Manor Master is in danger?" The youth beside Ning Zhumang obviously did not have so much thought in Xia Lincheng's mind. When he heard this, his expression immediately changed. He ignored the other party's identity as an immortal and asked loudly, extremely worried.

"Yes." And Yue Fuyao didn't seem to be angry at all. He just nodded lightly at that time. "If you don't hurry up, you can only collect the corpse of that youth."

Hearing this, the youth's expression immediately changed. He looked at Ning Zhumang beside him. Ning Zhumang also nodded his head with a calm expression. At that time, the two of them could no longer care about anything else. They nodded slightly towards Yue Fuyao and Xia Lincheng and quickly walked towards Chang'an City.

As for Yue Fuyao, he seemed to be intentionally cooperating, and at that time, the army gathered in front of Chang'an City Gate made way for the two of them.

…

They watched as the two of them entered the city gate of Chang'an City.

Beside Yue Fuyao came a young man. At that time, the young master of Heavenly Battle City, Yue Chengpeng.

He looked at his father in confusion and asked, "The agreement we reached with Mr. Lu doesn't seem to have this one. That Xu Han is part of the twin lives of dragons and snakes. If Father saved him, wouldn't Tiance Prefecture's plans of the past ten years be burnt to pieces?"

Before Xu Han left for Big Yellow City, Yue Chengpeng had met him once. From the bottom of his heart, his senses towards that Manor Master Xu were pretty good. Not to mention that they were just friends of Ping Shui, but they were friends of no return. In this world, their personal feelings were so negligible on matters of life and death. Therefore, he couldn't understand why his father would choose to help Xu Han at this moment.

Yue Jianxian, who had been famous for a long time, did not turn around. He still looked straight in the direction of the city gate. After a while, he muttered to himself.

"I didn't help him. I just feel that a youth who can make Canghai Liu value him so much shouldn't just be an abandoned child."

"Besides, he was planted by Canghai Liuliu. I don't believe that Canghai Liuliu is so ruthless in abandoning his disciple like this. I lost to him that year. This small favor can be considered as returning him a favor."

When Yue Chengpeng heard this, his body suddenly trembled. He looked at his father in surprise and asked in confusion, "Father lost? Wasn't father the one who won back then?"

"Win?" Hearing this, Yue Fuyao smiled and turned to look at his son.

"I am an Earth Immortal, and he is a Great Evolution…"

"I have the Azure Sky two divine swords, but he only has a wooden stick in his hand."

"Even so, he still fought me for an entire day and night…"

"Who do you think won?"

Yue Chengpeng, who had never heard of this before, immediately revealed a look of shock. However, Yue Fuyao, who had finished speaking, did not have any intention of experiencing his son's mood. The light in his eyes suddenly became deep.

He remembered the man who had fought with him outside Heavenly Battle City for a long time and was finally exhausted.

He thought of his ragged clothes, stooped back, and pale hair when he left.

He thought of what he had whispered…

"Senior Brother has been trapped for three hundred years…"

"The Supreme True Man of the Lunar Temple has been trapped for 600 years…"

"This path isn't right … and neither is yours …"

"No one can reach the finish line … no one …"

Thinking of this, Yue Fuyao raised his head again. He looked at the horizon and muttered to himself.

"What about his path? Can he reach an end that we can't see? The Vast Ocean Current…"

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