"Mr. Xu?"

Hearing the name of "Xu Wenji", the old man felt a little relieved. He was not well-informed, but Qingzhou was adjacent to Yunzhou, so many stories about the story of this veteran of the two dynasties.

"So what about the prince of King Longyuan? Mr. Xu is a senior of two dynasties and a great minister."

Of course, Yang Yu knew how to coax the old man. With just a few words, the old man relaxed his mind.

"Yes, Mr. Xu is a rare good official. Let's go and join him."

The old man nodded repeatedly.

"You are always good, and you don't have to worry about anything else."

Prison Yang comforted the old man and got up and left the house.

"Be careful, if it really doesn't work, let's run away."

The old man chased him out and knew that it was time to part again, and he was a little reluctant and sad.

"Don't worry, when my mother-in-law asked, you said I was out for a trip."

After saying goodbye to the old man, he did not disturb his mother-in-law. Yang Yu went out quietly and brought the black dog with him, but his thoughts moved slightly and called the living dead.

After many days of rest, the living dead had already returned to their full state. The rekindled furnace was surging with his desire at this time. Not to mention that he could compete with the master, he could at least fight or retreat.

Yang Yu was still worried about leaving the living dead to prepare for everything, so he asked Xiao Wu and the Jinyiwei who were secretly protected to be more alert before leaving the alley.

"Meryl Mountain City..."

Walking slowly in the streets and alleys, with the sound of vendors shouting in his ears, Yang Yu realized that he hadn't been shopping like this for a long time.

Over the past few years, he has been running around and practicing. When he has little free time, he buys things with a strong purpose every time he goes out and then returns in a hurry.

There was no good deal in Heishan City, but he left with relish.

In Wei He's martial arts hall, the old man was still talking to his disciples. When he saw Yang Yu, he was very radiant and pulled him to scold his disciples.

Yang Yu also let him go. In the end, he left his improved beheading sword technique and several troublesome martial arts skills before saying goodbye to Wei He.

At the city gate, Wang Wu, with only one arm, leaned against the gate. Seeing Yang Yu, he was amazed:

"Good boy, I haven't seen each other for a few years. My martial arts have reached such an extent. It's amazing, amazing!"

"What, do you want to teach you something?"

Yang Yu smiled.

"Get out! Don't want to take advantage of the fifth master."

Wang Wu smiled and cursed, then asked Long Qumai again. Hearing Yang Yu's words passed by, there was no smile on his face.

"A great family, royal family, and the lord of one Taoist lord."

He sighed:

"Aren't you afraid?"

At this time, the sun sets in the west, the setting sun is like blood, and the clouds in the sky are like fire. Yang Yu looked at him from afar and suddenly smiled:
Chapter completed!