Sun Yue, the desert is full of long swords, and the little red pepper and ginger are not spicy. These three people are definitely not ordinary people in Yanzhou.

The Mobei Ghawk was a famous figure ten years ago. Outside the pass, north of Yanzhou, he once killed more than 300 enemy enemies alone.

This enemy Khaka was not just an ordinary bandit, but a army of destroyed countries wandering in the desert. They burned and killed and plundered the border areas. Unfortunately, they also washed away the home of the Mobei Gangshawk. The Mobei Gangshawk then took action and destroyed the bandits with their own strength.

The name of the Mobei Ghat was called out at that time.

The Desert Long Sword is not an ordinary person. This person was originally a swordsman, and when he killed more people, his reputation would naturally become famous. It is said that he once forcibly killed a master at the second level of the Lingyuan Realm.

Moreover, his sword grows one foot and five inches more than ordinary people, so he got such a nickname as the Desert Long Sword.

And the last one is not spicy, and it is even more of a powder barrel among women.

And why do you say that? Because this person is just like her name, it is both hot and hot. If you don’t mess with her on weekdays, she will be furious, let alone, someone dares to provoke her.

This man is in his early thirties and looks very good in the desert. His skin is bronze and looks a bit playful. He opened an inn in a barren land north of Yanzhou and occasionally did some gangster business.

When these three people arrived, the Yan Prince's Mansion immediately became lively.

These three are famous figures in Yanzhou. When those people in the martial arts world saw each other, they nodded and bowed, even if they had a hot face and a cold butt, they were willing. Because these three are not only famous in Yanzhou, but also a domineering in the Gobi Desert. As long as they have a good relationship with them, they will leave Yanzhou City and go outside the pass, and there will be almost no one who dares to provoke you.

So these three people walked along the way, and even the officials of the court bowed one by one.

"Three heroes, please come in!"

At this moment, even the servants from the Prince of Yan's Mansion dared not be so arrogant and respectfully invited the people to the mansion.

When the King of Yan heard the news, he came out to greet him in person. Not everyone can invite the masters of the Lingyuan Realm.

"The prince wishes you a blessing as long as the East China Sea as the South China Mountains!" The Mobei Ghawk bowed.

"Haha, I wish the prince step by step!..." said the long sword of the desert.

At this time, Jiang Bula bowed repeatedly and said, "Then I can only wish the prince a lot of wives and concubines."

"Hahaha, you little pepper, really make fun of me. I am almost 60 years old, so how can I have a lot of wives and concubines?"

The King of Yan laughed, and everyone laughed.

The King of Yan led the three of them to the inner courtyard, and the three of them chatted. At this moment, the guest saint of the Great Northern Kingdom in the King of Yan's mansion also arrived.

The saint in the extreme north has a very high status. Even the desert goshawk, the desert long sword and Jiang Bula always salute him when he sees him.

The saint of the extreme north looked very similar, and he invited a few people to sit in the main seat with the King of Yan.

At this moment, there were already many people in the courtyard of the inner courtyard. They were all from large families nearby, masters of the martial arts world, generals, generals of various prefectures, etc.

Everyone raised their glasses at the same time, wishing King Yan was as blessed as the East China Sea as long as the South Mountain!

"Haha! The King of Yan is so grand. I came here uninvited. I wonder if the King of Yan is welcome?"

Just as the King of Yan wanted to exchange greetings and let those people sit down and have a drink, laughter came from the air.

But before the person arrived, Jiang Bula frowned and said, "Thousand miles of voice transmission?"

"Who is it? Pretending to be a ghost?" Mobei Ghawk had a hot temper. He heard the laughter and shouted loudly.

However, at this moment, the sound of breaking through the sky came from the sky, and a large sedan chair carried by sixteen people flew over from the south.

The people who carry sedan chairs are all masters, and each one is a master of the Yuanqi realm.

"What's going on?" But when the man carrying the sedan chair was shocked, the King of Yan felt very surprised. And the saint of the extreme north was the same. Because the big sedan chair was the sedan chair riding by the saint of the northern Sichuan province.

At the same time, the sedan chair fell from the air.

There were tables, chairs, benches, and there were people in the yard. When these sixteen people fell, the wind blew, and the wind blew, not only did the people tilt around, but even the tables, chairs, benches, flew out, clearing out a land of ten feet in size and a mess everywhere.

It was obvious that it was not someone to celebrate the birthday. The saint of the extreme north said even more sternly: "Sage of the North Sichuan? What are you doing?"

"hehe!"

Someone laughed in the sedan chair, and at this moment, the sedan chair owners on the sedan chair lifted up the curtains on the sedan chair, and walked down a handsome young man in Confucian clothes. It was Ye Xiuwen.

At this time, Ye Xiuwen got out of the sedan chair, but none of the people present knew him. Moreover, not only Ye Xiuwen could sit in the sedan chair, but also four female relatives, who also slowly walked out of the sedan chair.

The four of them looked up together, and both temperament and appearance were stunned by the people present.

At this time, only the Saint of the North and Jiang Bula were still in control. The Saint of the North and said angrily: "Where is the Saint of the North in Sichuan?"

"Hmph, the saint of northern Sichuan?"

Meng Qinglongde said with a smile, and all the people present were laughing. The saint of northern Sichuan was also a famous figure. But in the mouth of this teenage girl, she was disdainful.

In comparison, Jiang Bula and others felt that they were probably not taken seriously by the other party. But the girl was only at the eighth level of Qihai Realm.

Yuan'er is at the eighth level of Qihai Realm, Zhuque is at the fifth level of Qihai Realm, Yue'er is at the fifth level of Qihai Realm. Ye Xiuwen is at the sixth level of Qihai Realm.

Jiang Bula and others were shocked, and Ye Xiuwen and others were not very strong. But I didn’t think why they were so angry.

Jiang Bula didn't know what the other party's identity was, so he kept silent. But the Mobei Ghawk had a temper and pointed at Ye Xiuwen and asked, "Who are you? How dare you disturb the birthday of King Yan? I think you don't want to live anymore."

"Well, I think they don't want to live anymore." The Desert Long Dao was originally a swordsman, and killing was his job. Just when the employer, King Yan, gave the order, he let Ye Xiuwen and others splatter blood on the spot.

But at the same time, the Saint of the North did not think so. He saw that the sedan chair belonged to the Saint of North Sichuan, but was taken away by the other party at this time, which means that the Saint of North Sichuan was very likely to be dead at this time.

"I'll ask you again, where did the saints of northern Sichuan go?" the saints of northern Sichuan scolded.
Chapter completed!