There are two types of human escorts. One is to guard the house for others. If the family messes with goods, offends who have people, and is rich and powerful, but if they cannot find a good family, they will hire a good escort in the escort agency and come to the mansion to guard the guard. One day is a day of money. Even if nothing happens, if an accident occurs, the escort is either dead or injured, the hiring person will have to pay the gift.

The second type is the escort. Usually, the escort owner has no one or no time, and if someone wants to arrive at the destination safely, he will hire an escort escort in the escort agency. Usually, this type of offer is the most expensive, probably because living people are not as easy as goods. After all, Guan Ershi escorts two sisters-in-laws and kills six generals through five passes, and is unstoppable.

Zhu Qingsheng remembered what his master had said before, and looked at the costumes of these three men, they should be the escorts who were escorting secret escorts. It seems that it is not surprising that the two of them were targeting them. There should be some precious and rare things.

Zhu Qingsheng felt a little curious when he remembered this incident and couldn't help but say, "Master, how do you know these rules of the escort business?"

Sima Yuanji smiled slightly: "I will tell you this later. I can't tell you whether these three men are the escorts who are the escorts in the escort agency, but I'll probably see each other after a while." With a wiping, I wiped off the "quiet talisman".

At this moment, a voice came from the corner, "Two friends, it must be very raining outside, right?" the scholar Shi Ran said.

Sima Yuanji smiled and said, "It's very big. I guess you have been sitting here for a long time, right? You don't even know the rain outside."

The scribe showed a meaningful smile: "Yes, I have indeed sat here for a long time, but what I am a little strange is that it was raining so heavily outside that the two of them were not wet even a corner of their clothes. Is it strange to say that it is strange?"

Sima Yuan and his expectations also knew that this would be discovered by the sharp-eyed people. However, they all knew about this but were unwilling to say it: "I think God took care of us so that the rain did not pour us."

The scribe nodded and said, "So that's it, so it's like this, but you are very much like a person, very much like a person I know but have never seen before."

Zhu Qingsheng's heart was shocked. Could it be that he recognized it?

Sima Yuanji always remained calm: "If I had never seen it before, how could I know it?"

The literati looked at Sima Yuan and behind him deeply and said leisurely: "Although I have never seen it, I have heard of it in the rumors that there is no such thing as a scholar who is famous."

Zhu Qingsheng followed the literati's gaze and it was the sun parasol that the master was carrying, but it was wrapped in a thick layer of oil cloth earlier. Could it be that the literati also saw it?

"Where are rural villagers famous? You are so proud." Sima Yuanji knew that he might have guessed his identity and recalled quickly in his mind, but he didn't remember that this person was not there. He wanted to spy on his true power cultivation and confirm the skill of his cultivation, but he was worried that he would start to alarm him.

The scribe smiled and said, "Whether it's famous or the villagers, the rain outside is about to stop. You two should get on the road quickly."

Oh no, are they going to do it? Zhu Qingsheng became very nervous and looked up and saw that the rain outside was indeed much smaller.

Sima Yuanji said lightly: "It's a pity that the store's hot water is coming, and the wine and food are not available, so we really don't have the strength to rush the road."

The scribe laughed, as if saying something very common: "Don't you understand yet, the store will never serve you wine and food."

What this means is that the store owner was killed and could never stand up and serve the food and drinks.

Zhu Qingsheng was very nervous and subconsciously touched his arms. As soon as he touched his clothes on his chest, he heard the scholar laughing and said, "Little brother, don't care about some things. Let's leave quickly while the rain is getting low."

Before he finished speaking, the scholar's back was filled with cold and sharp true energy suddenly rushing out from his body like waves, one after another, rushing towards him like a frenzy. As a result of the journey, the seats, bowls and chopsticks were broken and thrown away.

The three men's faces changed drastically, and they all touched the guy in their arms. As long as the situation was wrong, they could immediately take out their weapons to fight to the death.

The tall and thin man smiled and swallowed the wine on the table in big mouthfuls, and his right hand had already touched the spear beside him.

Zhu Qingsheng only felt that this craze was coming, and he was almost unable to breathe. Suddenly the pressure dissipated, and a warm and thick true energy blocked his face.

Sima Yuanji picked up the tea in the cup. The originally cool tea water had become extremely hot. The heat like white mist steamed rapidly and said with a smile: "The wine and food have not been served and the tea has not been drunk, so how can I leave it all."

A hint of surprise flashed in the scribe's eyes, and in a moment he returned to calmness and smiled: "I often hear Luo Chenzi's true energy is unparalleled, strong but not fierce, and strong but not domineering. He is the first one to master the fire power since the Maoshan school. So what about Kui Yang Parasol, which can help you to get a higher level of Kui Yang Parasol?"

Sima Yuanji didn't expect that he would recognize him so quickly. He couldn't help but admire his eyesight in his heart and said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I can't recognize who you are from the Xueya Sect?"

Xueya Sect? Xueya Sect, one of the five major sects of evil Tao, no wonder the true energy of this scholar was so cold and sharp. Zhu Qingsheng tightened the white jade ruler in his arms, and the true power flowed along the meridians.

The scholar smiled and said, "It's just a bad name, what's the point, but today I met one of the famous five dusts of Maoshan, which is a blessing in my life." Before his smile had dissipated, he raised his hand casually, as if he was about to pick up the tea on the table, but a five-inch-long ice shuttle had already hit him.

"Ice Jade Shuttle!" Sima Yuan and his palms rotated like a reversing vortex. Before the ice Jade Shuttle could reach its capacity, it turned into water droplets and flew everywhere.

The scribe's pupils contracted slightly, and then smiled and said, "No wonder it was Luo Chenzi Sima Yuanji who offended him." The white lights of his right arm flew intertwined, gathered in his palms and condensed into a ball, like a ball of green ice hockey growing rapidly. Suddenly, a crisp cracking sound of "Kera" was heard, and a crystal green sword blade broke out from the ground from the ice hockey, exactly three feet and six points.

As the scholar pointed to the tip of his sword, a layer of frost condensed on the tables and chairs on the ground. He smiled and said, "Fu Ling, these three people and that boy will be handed over to you. I will fight the rumored Sima Yuanji." Before he finished speaking, the ice sword was full of cold energy. In an instant, he picked up seven or eight sword flowers, turning into a ball of afterimage and stabbed Sima Yuanji.

Sima Yuanji whispered: "Qing'er, be careful." With a shout of his hands, two red lights were dragged out, carrying the attack of the scholar, and the two of them retreated from the lobby together.
Chapter completed!