For this world, the strong can really do whatever they want.

Han Zhao did things, followed his original intention, and only wanted to have a clear conscience.

"I understand, this matter is bound to us." Lian Chengxue's eyebrows stretched out instantly.

"Thank you." Han Zhao held her fists and bowed, "Since the matter is settled, I have to go back and tell them, so I will leave first. I will come again before leaving."

"Mr. Han, I'll give it to you."

Lian Chengxue sent Han Zhao out of the inn and then returned to her room.

"This young master Han is a friendless person." Lian Chengyu said, "Maybe he will need his help in rebuilding the Lian family in the future."

"I'll just say it!" Lian Chengxue looked up proudly: "This young master Han has such strength at a young age. He will definitely be a strong man from a famous state in the future."

"Yes." Lian Chengbing nodded.

This is the point that the three women agreed upon.

The Lian family has been destroyed, but the three most powerful magical weapons of the Lian family are still there. As long as one of them becomes the commander of the army, the Lian family can be revitalized.

Even if they can't do it, their descendants can do it.

Lian Chengyu's idea is very simple. This young master Han is trustworthy. The second sister fell in love with her again. If he is willing, at least he can let the second sister follow him. Maybe the next generation can inherit the amazing talents of the two at the same time.

One month later.

A hundred miles away from Jiayuan City, a fierce battle was taking place in a dense forest surrounded by trees.

Han Zhao disguised herself as Ye Xiaochai, holding a knife in her hand, suppressing the three children of aristocratic families in front of her.

He didn't even use the Sanyuan Power, but just combined the Duanyue Power and the Shanshan Power, and continued to slash through the continuous burst of force, destroying the bodies of the three disciples of the aristocratic families.

"ah!"

"The Lin family will not let you go!"

The three of them fought to the death and were blocked by Han Zhao. In the end, they were exhausted by the sword of the Killing Knife. The qi and blood in their bodies were completely sucked dry, and they could only let out unwilling screams before they died.

"Shoud~!"

Han Zhao put his knife back into the sheath and skillfully touched the corpse.

In order to prevent damage to the enemy's property during the battle, he basically faced his head, neck, limbs, lower body and other parts when he used his sword to slash.

After all, not all children of aristocratic families have treasures like Sumeru bags.

In order to go to the city with peace of mind, he spent nearly two months looking for immortals and children of aristocratic families in the nearby areas to eliminate hidden dangers as much as possible.

"Hmm?!" The two children of the aristocratic families had only some silver notes on their bodies, but when they touched the third person, they actually had a Sumeru bag on them.

Recently, he has killed more than a dozen families of aristocratic families, and this is the first Sumeru bag.

Han Zhao was about to activate his true energy and opened the Sumeru bag to check it out. Suddenly he paused and stood up to look at the dense forest behind him.

I saw a young man in white with a vigor as beautiful as jade walked out.

He looked in his early twenties, and there was an emerald-colored Sumeru bag hanging around his waist.

‘Very strong!’ Han Zhao felt awe-inspiring in her heart.

With the powerful hearing brought by the true qi alone, he could feel the other party's qi and blood surging like heating in a furnace.

【The Master Yi Qi is perfect, and he cultivates both inside and outside. The true qi and strength merge into the heart with the fire energy of one of the five elements. It has strong strength and has no malicious intentions to you.】

At this time, the system prompt appears in Han Zhao's sight.

"Brother, don't be nervous. My name is Qi Xuanming. I am the "Yin Yuwei" among the Imperial Spirit Guard. I was ordered to chase and kill the children of the Chu family who were in chaos in Yuanchang Prefecture. The few people you just killed are one of my targets to chase."

Seeing Han Zhao's look alert, Qi Xuanming showed a kind smile on his face.

"It turns out it's Brother Qi, who is in the lower Ye Xiaochai." Han Zhao returned the favor with a fist, remembering what was happening in the simulation.

However, the simulation did not show that Qi Xuanming was so strong.

‘Secret of Qi? Is it?’

The Qi family is one of the five major surnames mentioned by Ji Baiwei. Although this "Qi" may not be the Qi, just by looking at the other party's age, such a young master of Yiqi must be from a great force.

"Brother Ye is really good at it. When I see you use the sword, I seem to have already understood the intention of the sword. It is really admirable that you have such skills in swordsmanship at your age. I wonder which sect Brother Ye comes from?"

Qi Xuanming asked.

He didn't expect that when he came to such a small place, he could meet a swordsman like Ye Xiaochai. The most important thing was that the other party was as different from his age.

And he didn't hear of any big family of "Ye Family" in Yuanchang Prefecture.

"I was in Xiawumen and no sect. It was just a coincidence that I met an old man with broken arms and taught me how to sword skills for several years."

Han Zhao started to make a mistake.

When Qi Xuanming heard that the other party had no sect or sect, he lit up his eyes and immediately spoke:

"Brother Ye, if you are interested, why not join the Yuling Guard to serve the imperial court? Now that martial arts are declining, the inheritance is cut off, and most of the advanced martial arts are left behind by wealthy families. If you join the Yuling Guard, you will have the opportunity to read the divine saints treasured by the Qi family and the Cao family, and your future is unlimited."

"I'm used to being free and unrestrained, I'm afraid it's." Han Zhao pretended to hesitate.

In the simulation, the opponent invited him to join the secret guard, not the imperial guard, and he did not want to be restrained at all times.

"Brother Ye, don't worry, the Yuling Guard has another organization called the "Secret Guard". If you join it, you will not be subject to any restraint."

Qi Xuanming said with a smile.

"The secret guard mission can be free, and the powerful intelligence system of the Yuling Guard can also be used. As long as there are enough merit points, you can exchange anything in it, consider it?"

"Then" Han Zhao felt that the other party was too enthusiastic, but there seemed to be no malice. After pondering for a while, he nodded: "Okay, I'm willing to join the secret guard."

"I knew Brother Ye was a smart man." Qi Xuanming smiled and took out a black token the size of a palm from the Sumeru bag and threw it over.

Han Zhao took the token and saw a word "dark" written on the front, and the back was as smooth as a mirror.

"Brother Ye, this is the token of the secret guard. You can just write down your name with true energy or strength on the side without words."

Qi Xuanming explained.

"Okay." Han Zhao used his strength to write the three big words "Ye Xiaochai" on the back.

"By the way, Brother Ye, the branches of the Secret Guard and the Yuling Guard are both in the center of the city. If you receive or deliver important tasks, you must go to the headquarters in person.

Of course, if you don’t want to reveal your identity, you can disguise or exchange it for a breath-taking mask, and in addition."

Qi Xuanming explained to Han Zhao some rules in the secret guards and the imperial guards.

"Thank you, Brother Qi, for answering your questions. We are destined to see you again. I will say goodbye first." Han Zhao clasped his fists and bowed, collecting the property obtained from the three children of aristocratic families.

"There will be a date later." Qi Xuanming smiled and watched Han Zhao leave.

When Han Zhao's breath completely disappeared, Qi Xuanming slapped the Sumeru bag around his waist and took out a bronze mirror that was one foot in size from it.

He bit his fingers, applied blood to the mirror, and then injected true energy and strength.

About ten breaths, a figure of a man of about thirty years old and majestic face was revealed in the bronze mirror.

"Senior Brother!" Qi Xuanming said respectfully.

"Xuan Ming, what happened? You can not hesitate to use the Thousand Miles Projection to notify me?" The man in the mirror said in confusion.

"Senior Brother, I was chasing the children of aristocratic families who fled to Yunzhou to cause trouble under the city of Chu. I met a young man named Ye Xiaochai. He looked only about twenty years old, but he had already realized the intention of the sword!"

Qi Xuanming explained.

When the man in the mirror heard this, he nodded slightly and said, "The intention of the knife?! It's a bit rare."

"The key is that he is a pure warrior. According to what he said, his sword technique was learned from an old man with broken arms. I don't know whether this is true or false, but I can conclude that this person does not belong to any aristocratic family force." Qi Xuanming continued: "And this person is the same as the eldest brother, and I can't see through my qi-seeking technique."

"What do you mean?" The man in the mirror frowned slightly.

"Dongshengzhou fighting sword, my Tiansheng Sect warrior is at a disadvantage. If this person can rise up, it may become a great helper to break the deadlock." Qi Xuanming said seriously.

"He has the potential to practice the 'Sky Knife and Kill the Nerve'?" The man in the mirror looked solemn.

Qi Xuanming pondered and said, "Try it, what if he becomes? The Tiandao Shunting Nerve is united with the Xuantian Lingzhan Sword Classic we practiced. The sword and sword can be used to fight against the commander! Maybe it can break through the encirclement of the aristocratic family in Qiantian Palace and gain a glimmer of vitality."

"Yes." The man in the mirror smiled and nodded, expressing his agreement, and then changed the subject: "There is still sixteen years to prepare, do you have the confidence to become a saint?"

"It is related to the great way of supernatural powers. If you fail, you will be able to achieve success!" Qi Xuanming's eyes were like lightning, and golden light flashed.

"Good ambition."

The man in the mirror smiled slightly and then took the initiative to disconnect.

Qi Xuanming's face turned a little pale, and the Qianli Projection was also a huge consumption for him.

He had found many people, but at the age of twenty, he understood the intention of the sword and did not belong to any aristocratic family. Only Ye Xiaochai was the only one.

This place is very big and can accommodate all things.

This place is also very small, and the aristocratic families cannot accommodate pure warriors and enter the realm of magical powers.

"I have a hunch that we will be together sooner or later."

Qi Xuanming whispered in a low voice.

PS: There is another chapter, which needs to be revised for half an hour. It has been written from two o'clock to now, and the trash has not eaten dinner yet, and the trash has cried bitterly
Chapter completed!