The spread of fame requires a process and time, and cannot spread immediately, but after this incident, his name must have been established.

The Twelve Bandits have been running amok for so many years, and many masters have come to do justice for Heaven. However, they never come back, and people hate them deeply.

The twelve great bandits were crowned, but they were killed by a young master, which was enough to cause a sensation. The name of Li Feng, the Fierce Sun Sword, would quickly sweep through Nali, and no one knew about it.

It's really satisfying to be able to make a name for yourself and to do justice for heaven. After thinking about the information about Stargazing Peak, there are several others around, so I might as well get rid of them together!

Thinking of this, he was eager to try and leave.

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Just as he was about to stand up but sat down again, he saw a group of about a hundred people appearing on the path. They were all wearing yellow shirts, carrying long swords at their waists, and were nimble on their feet.

The person in charge is Fu Qingshi, who left and came back.

Li Muchan stood up and left the hall in surprise, ducked for a moment, and appeared at the gate. He stood with his hands behind his hands and looked around to see what Fu Qingshi was doing when he summoned so many people.

Fu Qingshi and the others were quick on their feet, and they arrived in front of Qingniu Village in a short time. At this time, they all carried a bamboo pole with withered yellow bamboo leaves on it.

He came to Li Muchan and threw the bamboo pole back, and a young man caught it.

He stepped forward, clasped his fists, and said bitterly: "Brother Li, I'm going to string them all up and put them up at the bottom of the mountain for people to watch!"

Li Muchan nodded: "This is a good idea."

"Let the world see what happened to these guys and see who dares to do evil!" Fu Qingshi snorted coldly.

Li Muchan smiled and stepped aside to get out of the way.

Fu Qingshi stood next to Li Muchan and waved to everyone: "You go in and follow my instructions!...Brother Li, I'm going to identify the Twelve Bandits. They have to be taken out individually!"

Li Muchan said: "Okay, you go and do your work."

Fu Qingshi said: "Brother Li, don't leave in a hurry. No matter what, you have to go and sit with me. Speaking of which, you are my savior!"

Without Li Muchan, he would have perished together with the Twelve Bandits. Li Muchan killed the Twelve Bandits first, which was tantamount to saving him.

Li Muchan smiled and said: "Don't take this seriously. It's Brother Fu, but you are destined to die. It's none of my business, let alone any life-saving grace!"

Fu Qingshi said: "Okay, let's not mention the life-saving grace...but you avenged my second sister, so I naturally want to thank you. Okay, that's it, let's go to my house later!"

Li Muchan smiled and nodded: "Okay, then I'd rather be respectful than obey your orders!"

While they were busy with their work, Li Muchan and Fu Qingshi went down the mountain together and left Qingniu Village. When they reached the foot of the mountain, they turned north and walked about twenty miles to a small town - Zhuyang City.

Zhuyang City is not big, nor is it prosperous. Compared to Lanyun City, Qitian City, and Baiyun City, it is like a pond or lake, but it is also peaceful.

The group of young men in yellow shirts stopped outside the city instead of entering the city. They inserted bamboo poles on both sides of the road and stood next to the bamboo poles to explain the origins of these corpses to passers-by.

Soon it became a lively place. People were afraid to see the corpses but also wanted to see them. They found it very exciting. But as there were more people, they became more courageous. When they heard that they were the corpses of the Twelve Bandits, the crowd suddenly became agitated.

Li Muchan and Fu Qingshi walked along the way and learned about his life experience. He was the young master of the Qianhe Sect. These young men in yellow shirts were all disciples of the Qianhe Sect.

Li Muchan thought for a while, but he didn't think of the Thousand Crane Sect.

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Fu Qingshi seemed very proud. He probably wasn't too famous. Maybe he didn't pay attention. He wanted to see it.

After entering the city, Fu Qingshi took him south and walked to the center of the city. They stopped in front of a mansion. When he looked up, he saw the two characters "Fu Mansion" written on it.

This house was very grand. He looked down with his eyes of the void. There were only two or three such houses in the city. It seemed that the Fu Mansion was either rich or noble.

A middle-aged man stumbled out and rushed to Fu Qingshi, saying anxiously: "Master, you are back, the old lady is sick!"

Fu Qingshi's expression changed: "How is grandma?"

The middle-aged man had a loyal appearance and said with concern: "I heard that the young master ran away to take revenge, and the old lady fainted immediately. Now she has woken up, but she is not in good spirits and has been crying. Young master, it will be fine if you come back!"

Fu Qingshi nodded hurriedly: "Okay, I'll go over and have a look. Please treat Brother Li well, don't neglect me!"

He turned around and said: "Brother Li, please forgive me, I'm going to see grandma and I'll be back soon!"

Li Muchan smiled and said: "Don't be anxious, don't be anxious, old lady is important!"

Fu Qingshi smiled apologetically and hurried inside. The middle-aged man watched him go in, turned to Li Muchan and smiled respectfully: "Master Li, please come in quickly!"

Li Muchan nodded lightly: "Thank you."

The middle-aged man respectfully invited him into the hall, then served him tea and snacks, and chatted with him about Fu Qingshi.

From the mouths of middle-aged people, I know that the Fu family is a single generation, with a small population, but they are all daughters, and he is the only son to inherit the family.

The old lady doted on him so much that she held him in her hands for fear of falling and held him in her mouth for fear of melting. When she heard that he was going to Qingniu Mountain, the old lady fell into a panic.

Li Muchan sighed and said, "I really envy Brother Fu that his family cares so much."

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "I wonder where Mr. Li is from and who else is in his family?"

Li Muchan said with a smile that he was an orphan. He followed his master to learn martial arts in the mountains since he was a child. This time, he came down from the mountain to enter the martial arts world.

The middle-aged man smiled and said that the young master has always been proud and arrogant, and rarely takes others seriously. This is the first time he has brought a friend back home since he was a child.

While the two were talking, Fu Qingshi hurried over and said with a smile: "Brother Li, are you not neglecting me?"

Li Muchan smiled and said: "How is the old lady?"

Fu Qingshi waved his hand: "Grandma has a strong body but suffered from a heart disease. When she saw me coming back, she cried and scolded me. Her anger subsided and her disease was cured. Now she's fine!"

He waved to the middle-aged man and said, "Uncle Chen, tell dad that I have invited a hero back and we will have dinner together tonight."

"Yes." The middle-aged man responded, turned and left.

Li Muchan smiled and said: "There is no need to work for your father."

"Father would definitely like to get to know someone like Brother Li. Let's go to the back garden and have a look." Fu Qingshi stood up and took him to the back garden.

The two walked through the two courtyards and came to the back garden. They walked around the winding path between the bamboo groves and suddenly saw a small lake in front of them. There were water pavilions and pavilions on the lake, and the corridors connected each other, twists and turns, elegant and delicate.

The sound of the piano came from the small pavilion in the south. Two girls were playing the piano in the pavilion, and the sound of the piano was filled with sadness and sadness.

Li Muchan looked at it intently. The two girls in yellow clothes in the pavilion were both beauties. Although not as good as Mei Ruolan and the others, they were still rare beauties. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to ***(**
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