Chapter 353: The Old Enemy

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Xuefeng City has the famous Hot Spring Mountain.

There is a large courtyard behind the casting shop where Zhumen is located, and clean hot spring water flows slowly from the mountain.

Zhu Minglang was soaking comfortably in the hot spring pool, and beside him was a 16-year-old girl serving tea and fruit.

The girl talked a lot, and kept chattering in Zhu Minglang's ear, asking her about things she was interested in, as if she really wanted to visit the more prosperous imperial capital.

"Young master, Wu Jinho is ready, is your work done?" Outside the door, the disciple asked in a low voice.

"Well, the bath is comfortable." Zhu Minglang replied.

"Oh, I've been patronizing to chat with you. They told me to serve you, but I don't know how to serve you. Is this tea delicious, is this fruit sweet?" The girl suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly said.

"It's delicious and sweet, thank you for the hospitality, and the next time these shameless men tell you who to serve, don't agree, you will suffer a lot." Zhu Minglang got up and wrapped his clothes Towel, told the girl.

"Oh, oh, young master, come and play next time."

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After leaving the hot spring pool, Zhu Minglang also changed into a suit of clothes.

In order not to let King An recognize him, Zhu Minglang naturally confessed to these people in the Zhu family, not to reveal his identity.

Wearing a small mask, Zhu Minglang followed the shopkeeper Zhou Yong to the place where King An lived.

It is also a mansion next to the mountain. It can be seen that the gate of this mansion is extremely imposing. Some decorative trees outside are specially painted in gold, which makes the whole mansion look extremely noble.

Stepping into the mansion, singing and dancing instruments are already playing happily. A group of enchanting dancers are surrounded by several golden braziers in this winter day, swaying their waists, resting their slender and straight legs, stepping on the music Dancing with a graceful figure...

Zhu Minglang doesn't appreciate much about dancing, and there are not many people from famous families who were sent to practice swords in deep mountains and old forests when they were young.

Some expensively dressed people are sitting around the dancers, some are concentrating on admiring, and some are talking about something seriously in a low voice.

After a piece of music is danced,

The dancers sat next to the adults' laps one by one, either pouring wine or praising them. When Zhou Yong and Zhu Minglang walked forward, the people around didn't pay much attention.

"King An, the Wujinshoe you want, the small one has already been rushed overnight, please have a look." Zhou Yong handed Wujinshoe.

Zhu Minglang saw King An, and sat in front of the screen. His hair was combed very neatly, and his face looked handsome, but there were some crow's feet at the corners of his eyes, which showed that he was not as young as he looked.

"Master Bai, this is a small gift that Xiao Wang prepared for you, please accept it. Zhumen is the family with the highest craftsmanship in our Jiting Continent, and the things made by them are definitely the best .” King An came in person and took Wu Jinho.

He went to a man sitting in front of the same screen and dedicated it to this distinguished guest.

Zhu Minglang looked over and saw that honored guest was sitting cross-legged, with neatly disheveled hair, which was somewhat different from ordinary people, and it looked a little crystal clear under the reflection of the fire.

He was wearing a very special toga, his figure could not be seen clearly, but his whole person was somewhat mysterious and solemn, restrained yet possessing an extremely confident spirit.

Facing King An, this master Bai just nodded very normally, and didn't even reach out to meet him.

Several senior officials around King An frowned, they didn't expect this guest from outside the sky to be so disrespectful to King An.

King An maintained his posture of offering gifts, and after a while, the man in the toga stretched out a hand to accept Wu Jinho.

At this time, Zhu Minglang noticed that what he stretched out was his left hand. His robe was too wide to see his arm before, but this action exposed his other side, and he didn't have a right arm!

One-armed man? ?

Zhu Minglang was very surprised.

This guy……

How is it him! !

The mask that Zhu Minglang was wearing trembled slightly.

There was a turmoil in his heart.

Is this the guest from outside the sky that Wang An said? ?

At first, Zhu Minglang thought he was wrong, but it wasn't until the other party's right arm was missing that Zhu Minglang dared to be completely sure!

At the beginning, it was this bastard who drove himself into the sea of ​​nothingness, into the vortex leading to another world...

Of course, he also paid a painful price, that is, his right arm was cut off by himself.

What Zhu Minglang used back then was the most powerful sword technique, and the wound that was cut by that sword would permanently leave a trace of sword-cold air, no matter how brilliant the medical and healing skills were, he could not get his arm back.

It turned out that he beheaded a guest from beyond the sky? ?

No, could it be that he would travel to another land because of this guy!

The guest from beyond the sky, has the ability to split the vortex of nothingness? ?

"King An is too polite. I came here this time just to find an enemy. Back then, I was young and vigorous, and I didn't listen to the dissuasion of the older generation. I wandered in the world alone, but I met a lowly person and was attacked and injured by him. One arm, now that I practice Mahayana, I naturally want to destroy that person, otherwise he will become my demon and affect my next practice." The master Bai showed a calmness and put himself The purpose of coming here is stated.

"Oh? As far as I know, even if you came out for the first time at that time, you still possessed the strength of a king. You may have met the four major sects, or some powerful people such as the heads and leaders of some hidden ancient clans. What are the characteristics of a person, as the leader of the imperial power of the Jiting Dynasty, it is not difficult for me to find such a madman, and please don't be so cynical." Wang An smiled and continued to show that extremely respectful gesture .

"Very young, no more than twenty, wielding a sword, should be your school of sword fighting..." Master Bai said.

After King An heard this, he couldn't help looking at the others.

Many of you present here are powerful and powerful people, rulers of a land, or high-level power, but they have never heard of anyone in this world who is not over twenty years old and has the power of a king.

"Sword cultivators, headed by the Yaoshan Sword Sect and the Miaoshan Sword Sect, have only women and no men. The Yaoshan Sword Sect has also been dead in recent years. I have never heard of a peerless genius who has reached King-level strength." Wang An said.

"It's not just the Sword Sect, I'm afraid it's other sects, other forces, and I have never heard of anyone who can reach the king-level strength at that age... Could it be that Master Bai also met a guest from outside the sky?" Xuefeng City's old man asked. The mayor said.

"It's okay if you don't know. I've completed the mission assigned by the superior. I will find him and twist his head off myself." Master Bai said coldly.

"Indeed, with Master Bai's current strength, how can ordinary king-level practitioners be able to compete." The others flattered immediately.

"The door of my Prince An's Mansion is open to Master Bai at any time. If you need us to share your worries, please let me know. Xiao Wang will do his best to solve it for Master Bai." Wang An said.