Fantasy: Set up a stall and tell fortunes at the beginning, and you will be invincible in the world

Chapter 58

Four or five miles out of the capital city of Hezhou, Fu Xue and the others were in a better mood.

On horseback, Xu Fanhu clamped the horse's belly between his legs, and his speed slowed down a little.

She said with a smile on her face: "I didn't expect to leave Hezhou Mansion so soon, and this time it was relatively smooth."

Fu Xue also grabbed the reins and slowed down.

"Lord Hu of Hezhou Mansion may have other considerations, and he suffered a lot of losses in Hezhou Mansion this time.

"But Pink Tiger, don't be careless!" Fu Xue's

expression was also a little relaxed.

Xu Weiqing interjected: "After killing the two cultivators of the Red Robe Society, Master Hu has retreated

!" "I see!"

Xu Fanhu and Fu Xue glanced at each other, their eyes slightly surprised.

They glanced at Lu Changsheng, who was riding an old cow in front of them, and their eyes were quite complicated.

Then, Fu Xue withdrew her gaze.

"Wei Qing, is there any news from the Golden Dao Sect Master?"

Fu Xue asked.

"The master of the Golden Sword Gate has already prepared a building boat for me in front, and it will be down the wind all the way, and it will not be too far from the Immortal Sword Gate!"

Xu Weiqing said.

"Oh, that's great.

Xu Fanhu couldn't help but show a look of joy.

......

"Old Niu, this way, it's boring

!" "You give this son a few words!" Lu

Changsheng rode on the back of the ox, standing a hexagram flag in his hand, and quipped.

The old cow mooed in protest.

"Old Niu, along the way, didn't you see your favorite bull?"

Lu Changsheng said with a smile.

Lao Niu: "......"

Hezhou Mansion outside the city of Shilipo.

A middle-aged Confucian in a green robe sat on a bluestone, his expression faint, as if he was patiently waiting for something.

Suddenly, a horse roared.

The middle-aged Confucian scholar's eyes lit up, and when he raised his eyes, a huge old cow carrying a scholar walked without hurrying or slow.

The middle-aged Confucian scholar's eyes lifted slightly, and he immediately clapped his hands.

At the bottom of the hillside, the old cow suddenly stopped, and a pair of huge bull's eyes glanced ahead, revealing a bit of murderous aura.

Lu Changsheng also raised his eyebrows slightly, and he sensed that on the hillside in front of him, there were hundreds of people with long breaths lurking.

Ordinary people don't have such long breaths, obviously martial artists.

Lu Changsheng raised his hand and signaled to stop.

Fu Xue and the others rode up and stopped in front of Lu Changsheng.

"Childe, what's wrong?" Fu

Xue asked.

"There are hundreds of warriors in ambush on the hillside ahead, and they should be preparing to ambush us and others.

Lu Changsheng said.

"Hundreds of martial artists!" Fu

Xue's pretty face changed.

"Wei Qing, it seems that the guess is good, although Lord Hu has given up, there are other people in the Hezhou Mansion who don't want to see us leave.

Xu Fanhu's face was slightly cold, and his tone was cold.

"Sir, Sister Xue, the Golden Daomen will come to Shilipo to meet us and others, and the affairs of the rivers and lakes should be solved by the rivers and lakes.

Xu Weiqing's expression remained calm and arched.

Lu Changsheng stared at Xu Weiqing deeply, and couldn't help nodding slightly.

Along the way, the forces behind Xu Weiqing must have been prepared.

The mysterious White King had apparently thought about his precious son's escape route for a long time.

He wanted to see how strong it was.

"Well, I'll leave the matter to you.

Lu Changsheng nodded, and rode the old cow to the side.

Xu Weiqing was slightly stunned, he really didn't expect that Mr. Lu would be the shopkeeper so simply.

He wiped his nose and said with a wry smile, "That'...... Let's take a break here.

Fu Xue and Xu Fanhu didn't have any opinions, the two looked at each other, as if they were addicted to alcohol again, took out the wine gourd, and the two compared and drank each other.

Xu Weiqing stepped aside, but there was a little worry in his eyes.

On the hillside, the middle-aged Confucian got up and looked at it a few times, and couldn't help but turn pale.

"Can't wait, everyone, go down the mountain and kill them!"

the middle-aged Confucian priest ordered.

Now that it has been discovered, there is no need to ambush.

As soon as the words fell, the warriors who had been dormant on both sides of the mountain road rushed out one after another, approaching the bottom of the mountain.

At this time, at the other end of the mountain road, the dust was flying, and pieces of fast horses were galloping, and there were warriors sitting on horseback, all holding steel knives in their hands, and the momentum was violent.

There were hundreds of people in this group!

For a while, the entire mountain road was filled!

On the hillside, the middle-aged Confucian man's face was a little ugly, and he shouted: "All the sons and daughters don't move for the time being!"

"Haha...... Lord Lin, why don't you stay in the city, be your Lord of a Thousand Households, and what are you doing in this mountain forest?"

A warrior in a black power suit led the crowd to approach with a tall horse, his eyes picked, revealing a brute spirit.

"Golden Sword Gate Master

!" The middle-aged Confucian smiled coldly, looked at the approaching martial artist, and snorted coldly: "It seems that the Golden Sword Gate is pouring out!" "

The master of this sect knows the strength of the adult, so he doesn't dare to slack off. The

Golden Knife Sect Master clasped his hands slightly.

The middle-aged Confucian snorted coldly: "Could it be that you really dare to be an enemy of

Hezhou Wei!" "I don't dare in normal times, but now I dare

!" "As far as I know, this is Lord Lin's assertive move, if Hezhou Wei suffers heavy losses, I'm afraid your lord won't be able to explain it to the prefect!"

The middle-aged Confucian man's eyes were even more cold.

He is naturally clear about this matter, if he really lets Hezhou Wei fight with the Golden Daomen, it is estimated that he will suffer huge losses, and when the time comes, he will definitely be dismissed and investigated!

"Okay, Lord Lin, this matter is over, go back quickly, nothing will happen!"

Speaking of which, although there is a bit of a slap in the face of a middle-aged Confucian scholar, it is to the point.

The middle-aged Confucian scholar's face was extremely gloomy, he didn't expect the Golden Dao Gate to pour out.

In this way, it is almost impossible to keep Xu Weiqing.

What's more, there is also the bull riding scholar.

He originally planned to directly attack the scholar with the advantage of being outnumbered, and he was restrained by the side, as long as he dragged the scholar and the bull demon, and then let a few innate martial artists take action, he could directly get rid of Xu Weiqing, and the task could be completed.

But now if you want to do

this, you have lost the opportunity! The opportunity has been lost, and the loss will not come again! The

middle-aged Confucian showed a look of disappointment in his eyes, gritted his teeth, waved his hand and shouted coldly: "Hezhou Wei listens to the order, stops the action, and returns to the city with the official!"

The sons and daughters he brought out this time are all diehards, and the loss is too heart-wrenching.

"Yes

, my lord!" "Yes, my lord!"

"......"

In a blink of an eye, the middle-aged Confucian priest left with hundreds of warriors.

Lu Changsheng glanced at it and bowed his head slightly.

It seems that the White King still has the background.

At this time, the Lord of the Golden Dao Gate strode over.

"I've seen the prince!" He

clasped his fists with both hands and knelt down directly towards Xu

Weiqing! "Door master, please get up!"

Xu Weiqing hurriedly stepped forward and helped the other party up.