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Unknowingly, Yang Muyun and the other two had already set foot on the road to Shattered Leaf City.

Everything was peaceful all the way, Yang Muyun wished that this kind of life could last until the Shattered Leaf City.

After all, even though this world was prosperous and prosperous, there was bound to be filth hidden under its brilliance. The brightest places could also also be places that were the easiest to hide impurities.

As a result, they didn't encounter any obstacles along the way, which made Yang Muyun a bit uncomfortable.

Even if there weren't any assassins, there weren't even a few bandits these days.

It wasn't that Yang Muyun was too idle, but that he felt that this was the calm before the storm.

This journey was truly a bit too peaceful.

On this day, at noon, the sun shone brightly.

Jiangnan already had a lot of rain, so it was rare to see a hot sun like this.

Plus it was noon, which made it even hotter. Although it wasn't even summer yet, the temperature was indeed a little high.

Uncle Sun was driving the carriage on a rugged road. The sunlight passed through the gaps between the leaves and shone on the bamboo hat he used to shield his face from the sun.

Under the rays of the sun, the trees on both sides of the road gave off a long shadow.

The two horses were also under the sun, panting from exhaustion. Their speed was clearly slower than before.

The carriage slowly made its way down the road and turned a corner.

Suddenly, he saw a group of people, around ten of them, standing in a row, blocking the middle of the road.

Bandits!

When Yang Muyun saw the carriage stop, he couldn't help but ask, "Uncle Sun, what's wrong?"

Young Master, we seem to have met a bandit?" "Uncle Sun let out a trembling voice that a normal person would have, and he was a bit scared.

"Bandits?" He really got what he wanted, Yang Muyun felt that his luck for the rest of his life wasn't this good.

He lifted the curtain of the carriage and looked out. Sure enough, he saw a group of people with their right arms bare. A red cloth was tied to their arm.

This group of bandits all held a short knife, which was about the length of an arm, and their faces were stained with blood from some unknown animal.

They didn't look that old, at most they were 17 or 18 years old like Yang Muyun.

Seeing that they were not prepared to give way, Uncle Sun stopped the carriage not too far away from them.

"Young master, what should we do?" Uncle Sun asked Yang Muyun.

Yang Muyun patted on Uncle Sun's shoulder, and got out of the carriage, "It's okay, don't worry Uncle Sun."

When the group of bandits saw that Yang Muyun's carriage had stopped, they only saw that big brother-like person shoot a glance at his subordinate.

Little brother immediately understood. He walked up and said, "The person in front, listen. I'm driving. This … "This tree..."

It could be seen that this lackey was still very scared, his legs were still shaking.

The lackey brandished his dagger and didn't know what to say. His face turned red and he couldn't say anything.

"Big brother, what's behind you?" He looked back at his brother.

"Sigh …" His elder brother walked up and slapped his younger brother's head as if he was disappointed in him, "I usually tell you to study more, but you can't even say these few words. What do I need you for? Get up!"

That big brother took a big step forward, cleared his throat, and shouted: "Listen carefully, I'm the one who planted this tree, and I'm the one who opened this road. If you want to fight …" "To hit this..."

The elder brother stood there stammering for a long time, unable to say anything.

The subordinates behind him covered their mouths and tried their best not to laugh. However, there were a few who couldn't hold it in and started to laugh out loud.

"Shut up! Still laughing! " The big brother turned around and scolded his subordinates behind him.

At this moment, Yang Qianqian finally could not bear to watch anymore. She got out of the carriage and said, "If you want to pass by, leave behind some money to buy some."

He didn't even know that this set of looting slang had been circulating in the martial arts world for many years. It could be said that everyone knew about it.

Yet, these bandits didn't even say a single sentence, Yang Muyun felt that they were a little out of the ordinary.

"Hey, you're right, this girl is right, hit... "Robbing!" His big brother suddenly realized something and was overjoyed.

Yang Qianqian covered her mouth in the carriage and snickered. These bandits were really cute.

"Robbing?" Yang Muyun asked back softly, "Are you sure?"

Seeing Yang Muyun look down on him, the elder brother loudly said, "Yes! Even if we are robbers, we will still have our dignity if we don't study much. "

"To say that it is a robbery is to say that it is a robbery." Big Brother Bandit shouted.

Yang Muyun faintly smiled and flicked his index finger. The face on his waist flew out and landed on the ground in front of that big brother.

This movement was completed in an instant, and before bandit elder brother could react, the sword was already less than half a meter away from him.

Ah!" The bandit leader cried out and fell limply to the ground.

"Now, are we still robbing?" Yang Muyun revealed a proud smile.

"Big brother!" The few subordinates behind bandit boss saw that something was not right and immediately went to help bandit boss up.

The bandit leader kneeled on the ground and begged Yang Muyun for mercy, "Great hero, please spare me! Great hero, please spare me!" We're just the farmers in the neighborhood. "

"I was forced to come out to rob because I wasn't hungry enough to eat. Please spare me!" Seeing their big brother like this, the rest of the brothers also begged for mercy.

Uncle Sun was stupefied as he watched this scene. He never expected it to turn out like this. He looked like this. This was a completely normal action by an ordinary person.

However, in this seemingly normal eyes, there was a flash of light that was different from what it was before. It was small but also very fast.

"Sigh …" Yang Muyun let out a long sigh. This year, no one has it easy.

It was hard to believe that there were people who were hungry and unsatisfied in this rich and prosperous place of Jiangnan.

Yang Muyun casually threw out a money bag. There wasn't much money inside, but it was enough for these people to take care of.

"You guys can leave. I won't make things difficult for you guys." As Yang Muyun spoke, he told them to leave.

The bandits fearfully picked up the money pouch on the ground, "Thank you, Hero." "Thank you, hero."

"In the future, stop robbing. At your level, go back and properly farm your fields." Yang Muyun gave the bandits a piece of advice.

"Yes, yes, yes!" This group of bandits nodded their heads as though they were pounding garlic.

"Alright, alright, you can disperse now." Yang Muyun waved his hand.

This group of bandits really didn't look like they were suitable for robbing.

When they heard Yang Muyun's words, they automatically opened up a path. Before they left, they didn't forget to pull out their swords and return them to Yang Muyun.

Yang Muyun took it, wiped his sword, and sheathed it.

"Giddy up!" Seeing that he was fine, Uncle Sun started driving the carriage again.

But did it really end like this?

Of course not!