Han Chuijun left.

Early on the fourth day of the Battle of Rainy Night, under the gaze of many people in Gaoliu County, the convoy escorted by three big men from Shenbing Valley disappeared at the end of the official road.

As the three riders walked away, Han Chuijun's voice seemed to be still echoing in his ears.

After touching the secret books in his arms, Li Yuan's heart was hot. Han Chuijun's words pointed out the way for him and made him have ambitions.

He never thought about cultivating dozens of martial arts to the Great Perfection.

People like Han Chuijun have been practicing hard for a long time, but it seems that they have not yet achieved it, let alone him.

But with the hands of the army in his hand, as long as there are enough elixirs and enough fundamental pictures, he thought that he could cultivate into hundreds of forms at a speed beyond his imagination!

Li Yuan was sure in his heart.

He glanced at the person who saw him off, and many others breathed a sigh of relief, while more people showed joy.

They dare not covet the things in the Divine Soldier Valley, but the territory left by more than a dozen forces after the collapse of the collapse is far better than any gold and silver for them.

The forces such as the Chai, Fishing Gang and other forces were wiped out like a destruction, but there will still be new Chai, Fishing Gang in Gaoliu County.

County magistrate Liu Bin led a group of county officials to come with a smile on his face:

After glanced at Liu Zheng with an awkward face, Li Yuan naturally did not correct Liu Bin's name and nodded in response.

Although he didn't go, these people wouldn't miss him if they divided the territory, but they had to go, they had to go.

The elixirs of disciples from the Divine Soldier Valley will not fall from the sky. If there is no force to support you, just like Fang Yunxiu, the more silver you will be, the better.

Liu Bin bowed his hand and said hello with a smile, not daring to be negligent.

Liu Zheng, Wang Peiyao and other young men in the inner city watched from a distance, and they dared to come over after the adults at home.

Liu Zheng and others were quite embarrassed, but Wang Peiyao pinched her throat and bowed, and said coquettishly:

Everyone was a little stiff, but they all laughed loudly at this moment.

Spring Breeze Tower, go to night.

But before noon, Li Yuan had been pulled to Yizi Restaurant by a group of young ladies and young masters. Yue Yunjin and Wu Ming were naturally taken together.

At the wine table, there were so many guests and guests at the banquet, but the lady Lu was missing...

...

After drinking and eating, Li Yuan packed a few bottles of honey water and some pastries, said goodbye to everyone, and quickly returned to his second brother's house.

From afar, he saw a carriage parked outside the alley, and more than a dozen men dressed in servants were coming in and out, carrying various furniture.

Li Lin supported Wang Juan and watched, and the couple looked happy.

Li Yuan walked to the entrance of the alley. Before Li Lin could speak, an old man with a mustache and a felt hat bowed:

Li Yuan's heart was slightly moved, and Li Lin had already taken out a deed from his arms, and his eyes were red:

Li Yuan knew it, but he hurriedly persuaded his second brother who was about to cry:

He urged Li Lin to enter the house, but Li Yuan bowed:

He was planning to buy the original old house of the Li family in a few days. Yuan Pingjun made this move, but he was a little surprised, but he did not refuse, let alone pay for silver tickets or anything else.

Receiving gifts is also a way to enhance relationships.

He may not be still in Gaoliu afterwards, but his second brother, the forging soldier shop is still there, and he also needs the support of the forging soldier shop. It is of course necessary to be stable.

The housekeeper was a little flattered:

The butler's attitude was very respectful. Although he was mostly pretending, Li Yuan still felt the change in his status again.

Shenbing Valley is the sky of Zhelong Mansion. In the eyes of the people in Gaoliu's inner and outer cities, he is the one who is about to ascend to heaven.

The changes are drastically, but it seems reasonable.

...

Just after noon, the inner city.

The Li family’s ancestral home is not big, and it is only two in front and behind.

Li Yuan didn't think there was anything, but Li Lin was already crying and pointed at the houses, grass and tree, and kept muttering.

It was Wang Juan who couldn't help but scold him later, and he stopped crying.

It was obvious that the ancestral home had just been empty for a while, and all the places were cleaned. Li Lin moved in directly, while Li Yuan refused the Yuan family's intention to move for him and went to clean up himself.

There are four beddings, a pair of tables and chairs, a pile of pots and pans, and a small mouse.

Li Yuan moved very well, but before leaving, he left a note for Fatty Sun.

Li Yuan shook his head in his heart while stalking the little mouse.

Yesterday, he also asked about Tang Tong's whereabouts.

As he expected, Tang Tong did fall into the hands of the Divine Soldier Valley, and sent someone to ask a doctor nearby to heal him. However, he was seriously injured and had no cultivation after the injury. After lasting for several months, he still died.

Thinking that he was very involved and had died, Han Chuijun did not pursue the matter too much and had already released Sun Hao's sister.

But Fajiu Mountain is so big, he can't inform Sun Hao.

...

Huh ~

It's very cold in the mountains in late autumn.

Sun Hao leaned against the big tree with difficulty, gnawing dry food with his eyes blank. He lost nearly 100 kilograms of scale and was no longer a fat man.

With his hands and feet shrank, he felt chill all over.

Once again, he returned without success and felt cold.

Chewing the steamed buns in big mouthfuls, Fatty Sun was feeling ruthless when he suddenly heard a rustling sound, and he was shocked and hurried into the thick dead leaves in the forest.

The stench of the rotten leaves made him almost spit out the steamed bun that he hadn't swallowed, but he didn't dare to move.

A slightly hoarse voice sounded in the dense forest:

Through the dead leaves, Fatty Sun could vaguely see two men in gray. He felt cold and did not dare to show his breath.

In the dense forest, Xu Feng wiped the cold iron knife, his eyes were chilling:

Another swordsman shook his head, he just wanted to leave:

Xu Feng sneered:

Xu Feng's eyes were fierce:

Huh ~

The wind roared, and the two left one after another.

In the dead leaves, Fatty Sun did not dare to move. He just waited until it was dark and his whole body was almost frozen. He carefully pushed away the grass and ran back to the city quickly.

...

...

At night, Gaoliu City was dark and silent, only the spring breeze building was brightly lit, and the aroma of wine, meat and powder could be smelled across the street.

Liu Bin held a banquet and invited the heads of the few remaining forces in the inner and outer cities, and Li Yuan was also among them.

The banquet was not good enough, and the deterrence of the Divine Soldier Valley was enough to shock these old foxes. Li Yuan's expected intrigue did not appear, and he took over the business of the Forging Shop.

It made him think that the table was full of humble gentlemen.

Li Yuan sighed in his heart and became more and more determined.

Although silver and power are good things, strength is the foundation of one's life. Han Chuijun is not there, these people should still be treated respectfully, even if he has not officially become a disciple.

The negotiations went very smoothly, and Li Yuan's guess was all gone, but this was naturally a good thing.

Another banquet for guests and guests.

Li Yuan had to drink honey water until the banquet ended.

After refusing the enthusiasm, Li Yuan waved his hand and said goodbye to go home. From a distance, you could see the lights on in the ancestral home and the voices were heard.

Li Yuan pushed open the empty courtyard gate and saw the gray-clothed swordsman tied tightly in the shadow at the door. What surprised him was that one of them actually had a third-level cold iron sword on his body?

In the main room, Li Lin was accompanying him, Sha Pingying was slightly drunk, and he was carrying a chicken leg, his mouth was covered in oil.

Li Yuan glanced at the two men:

Good guy, one can fish more than the other...

Before Sha Pingying answered, Li Yuan had already guessed it. He looked around and looked:

Sha Pingying also looked around, not sure.

Based on his understanding of this old man Han, he is very likely to be a new player in the matter of fishing, and that person is a veteran.

Li Yuan held the third-level cold iron knife in his hand, held it slightly, and handed it to Sha Pingying.

Sha Pingying took the cold iron knife and turned it around, but immediately handed it back:
To be continued...