I asked you to play the dungeon, but you are here to raise the BOSS?

As night falls, at the end of the ancient road is a small inn.

Several lamps were lit inside the inn, emitting a faint yellow light.

"The eldest lady has not seen the leader for more than ten years. She has been missing him so much that she sent messages on the way, asking us to meet here."

"I also want to congratulate the leader and his daughter on their reunion."

Xiang Wentian looked at the map, got off his horse, and tied the horse to the hitching post in front of the inn.

"Miss Yaoyue, Brother Lin, come in and sit down."

Ren Woxing laughed and greeted.

"Wait a minute."

Lin Xuan frowned slightly and pointed to a big tree not far away: "Is this the weapon used by your eldest lady?"

"Um?"

Xiang Wentian was startled and looked up.

On the trunk of the tree, which is more than a foot high, there is a very short blade, which looks like a dagger or a thorn.

The weapon's blade was short and thin, making it almost invisible under the cover of night.

"this……"

Xiang Wentian's figure flashed and came to the foot of the big tree. He jumped up and took off the short blade.

"Master, look."

Xiang Wentian looked at it for a few times, his expression uncertain, and handed it to Ren Woxing.

"It's the birthday gift I gave Yingying before."

Ren Woxing smelled the short blade and said, "It smells of blood. The opponent's martial arts is far superior to Yingying's. Not only did the blade fly from her hand, but she also suffered some injuries from the tiger's mouth."

He was always calm and calm. Although his mood was a little heavy, his expression remained calm.

"Then the eldest lady is now..."

Xiang Wentian subconsciously looked at the inn in front of him with a strange expression.

In the night, the dim and old inn looked like a giant beast from the wild, exuding a strange atmosphere.

"Very good! Ren Sang, you are finally here!"

"Your daughter and your disciple have fallen into my hands. Do you dare to come in?"

At this moment, a somewhat stiff male voice sounded from the inn and reached everyone's ears.

"My disciple?"

Ren Woxing was confused and looked at Xiang Wentian.

"The eldest lady has been living with Lu Zhuweng in Luoyang for a while. Lu Zhuweng always calls the eldest lady 'aunt'."

"Then just barely..."

Anger flashed in Ren Woxing's eyes and he strode towards the inn: "Why don't I dare!"

"How to say?"

Yao Yue glanced at Lin Xuan and asked via voice transmission.

She only has a cooperative relationship with Ren Woxing, not a bodyguard or thug for the other party.

Strictly speaking, apart from Dongfang Bubai, Yao Yue had no obligation to take action.

"Let's see. If Old Man Ren can solve it, we won't have to take action."

Lin Xuan shrugged: "After all, we are cooperating, so we can't really let anything happen to him."

"……Um."

Yaoyue thought about it for a while, and there was actually a trace of fighting spirit in her eyes.

This kind of selective action requires careful consideration of Ren Woxing's strength and possible response methods.

It's much more troublesome than clearing the place directly.

However, judging from the girl's demeanor, she seems to be quite interested in this kind of challenge.

Lin Xuan felt that he was probably too busy these days...

"Unexpectedly, a total of four guests came."

"As you Han people say, 'It's great to have friends from far away.'"

Sitting at the table in the middle of the inn was a man dressed as a ronin warrior: "I'm very happy to meet you all for the first time."

The man sat upright, dressed a bit primly, with only a half-drunk glass of water in front of him.

"Are you happy?"

Lin Xuan nodded: "How happy are you?"

"..."

The ronin was stunned for a while, moved his mouth a few times, silently picked up the water glass and drank the water.

"This Japanese Ronin is really shameless..."

The corners of Yao Yue's lips raised slightly, and she whispered into Lin Xuan's ear with a cold look on her face.

With her temperament, she would feel very unhappy when she heard "a friend is coming from afar".

If he hadn't respected his identity, he would have knocked this ronin away long ago.

Who is your friend?

"Let's have some fun."

Lin Xuan chatted privately: "You shouldn't need to take action on this."

"This person really doesn't need it, but others may want it."

"...Then get ready."

"Um."

Yaoyue nodded and looked thoughtfully at the wooden floor under her feet.

"You are the last leader of the Sun Moon God Sect, let's go to Ren Sang."

The ronin drank the water silently, thought for a moment, and then looked at Ren Woxing seriously: "Ren Sang, my Excellency, Sasaki Kojiro, came here to duel with you this time."

"What little guy?"

Ren Woxing was stunned, frowned and said, "The names of your Japanese pirates are indeed all kinds of strange."

Starting from the Hongwu Emperor Zhu Yuanzhang, the Ming Dynasty spent a lot of effort to strengthen coastal defense.

In the early years, Qi Jiguang and Yu Dayou worked together and spent more than ten years to basically quell the Japanese invasion along the southeast coast.

After that, Haiphong was quiet for a while.

But in recent years, Japanese pirates have shown some signs of resurgence.

Occasionally, there would be samurai ronin among them, fighting against famous masters from the Central Plains.

Ren Woxing has only heard a little bit about this these days.

This is the first time I've seen one alive.

"It's Kojiro, not Kojiro."

"My ancestors were nobles conferred by the emperor, not those lowly ronin."

Sasaki Kojiro looked extremely serious: "Besides, you Han people's names are not necessarily very clever."

"I don't have time to argue with you about whose name is better."

Ren Woxing suspected that there was something wrong with the other party's brain and was too lazy to communicate: "Where is my daughter?"

"She's in the room upstairs, let her come down now."

Sasaki Kojiro took out a sword and wiped the handle carefully: "Ren San, don't worry, I'm an upright samurai. I will only use your family to force you to fight, and I will never threaten your family to affect the fairness of the duel."

"...So, should I thank you?"

Ren Woxing was so amused that he groaned.

Fortunately, he had already regarded the little guy in front of him as a fool, so he didn't get angry.

There's no point getting angry with a fool.

"Don't thank me! The duel between samurai should be sacred."

Sasaki Kojiro said loudly: "Let her go."

"Yeah."

In the room upstairs, someone seemed to hum softly.

Then, there was a slight sound of drawing a sword, as if the rope was cut with one knife.

The door opened, and a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old walked down with a bloodstained green robe old man.

"I'll give you another stick of incense to deal with your personal affairs."

Sasaki Kojiro thought for a while, and actually took out a stick of incense from his bag and lit it with a fire stick.

"..."

Ren Woxing looked at him speechlessly and turned his head away.

Facing such a person, Ren Woxing really had nothing to say.

"Master, you are finally back!"

As they spoke, the two had already walked down the stairs. The old man in green robe looked at Ren Woxing and sighed.

"Well, I'll come back to settle accounts with the old thief Dongfang."

Ren Woxing looked a little concerned: "This time my daughter dragged you down. Is she seriously injured?"

"The injury is fine, but I am not as skilled as others. I didn't protect the young lady well. Please punish me, Master."

Green Bamboo Old Man smiled bitterly.

"Yingying is fine, what's there to punish."

Ren Woxing waved his hand: "Brother Xiang, you can bandage him."

"Hello, Old Man Zhu."

Xiang Wentian smiled slightly and took out the wound medicine gauze.

This Green Bamboo Old Man and Ren Woxing have a kind of master-disciple relationship.

So, as soon as Dongfang Bubai took office, this old man was already in the spotlight.

However, this old man was indifferent by nature, did not like to fight for power and profit, and his martial arts were quite extraordinary, and he had a good reputation in the sect.

Dongfang Bubai let him go.

Unexpectedly, he was injured while escorting the young lady this time.

He will probably be promoted in the future.

"Daddy!"

At this time, Ren Yingying just pouted and said softly.

The little girl is quite bright and beautiful, and she also walks a high-cold route.

But I don't know if it's a psychological effect, Lin Xuan always feels that there is a bit of a dark feeling in this girl's eyes.

"Yingying has grown up so big in the blink of an eye."

Ren Woxing seemed to be a little emotional, his eyes froze for a moment, and then he introduced: "Yingying, this is Lin... Hero Lin and Leader Yaoyue, they are here to help Daddy deal with Dongfang Bubai."

"I am Ren Yingying, I meet Hero Lin, and Leader Yaoyue."

It was okay to see Lin Xuan, but when she saw Yaoyue, Ren Yingying was obviously stunned for a moment, and a trace of loss flashed in her eyes.

Lin Xuan found that Yaoyue slightly tilted her mouth, and seemed to be secretly proud.

Lin Xuan could not analyze the psychological motives of the two girls.

"Okay, that Japanese guy whose name is what."

Ren Woxing looked and found that the incense stick was only half burned, and he felt a little impatient: "You said you wanted to duel with me, so let's do it now."

As he spoke, Ren Woxing pulled out a long sword from his bag and stood up.

In addition to the Star Absorbing Technique, his sword and palm techniques are considered to be the best in the world.

Since he couldn't tell the opponent's strength, he naturally didn't plan to fight with bare hands.

Seeing Ren Woxing stand up, Lin Xuan, Ren Yingying and others also stepped back and made way.

"Well! According to my promise to the Eastern Sect Leader, I will spare your life."

Sasaki Kojiro extinguished the incense stick: "So, between you and me, we will not only decide who is better, but also decide life and death!"

Ren Woxing: "..."

"I heard that among you Han people, there is another man named Feng Qingyang, whose swordsmanship is also very powerful?"

"After fighting with you, I will set off to Huashan and give him a fight."

Sasaki Kojiro clenched the sword, with a hint of pride in his eyes: "You people who practice swordsmanship in the Central Plains, dying under the sword of our Japanese swordsman is also a great honor for you."

His face was indifferent and his voice was extremely calm.

As if everything was taken for granted.

With his movements, his whole momentum continued to rise.

Lin Xuan compared it and felt that this guy's martial arts might be pretty good.

At least he should be stronger than Yu Canghai.

"You are so arrogant and overestimating your own abilities!"

Ren Woxing certainly didn't care about Yu Canghai, and sneered: "Go ahead."

No matter how polite this ronin was, he had captured his daughter and injured his subordinates.

For Ren Woxing, it was definitely a blatant provocation, and he had no intention of holding back.

Besides, the other party's tone was really crazy...

Even if he didn't have the intention to kill, he could force him to do so.

"Okay! Draw the sword!"

A gleam of light flashed in Kojiro's eyes, and his right hand holding the hilt looked a little pale.

Unlike swords, Japanese swords and scabbards have a certain curvature.

The art of drawing the sword is to use this curvature when drawing the sword to create an instantaneous explosive force.

The force and speed are far greater than swinging the sword directly out of thin air.

Often, one move can make the difference between life and death.

"Yeah."

Ren Woxing nodded, drew out his long sword, and casually posed.

"Huh? No...no flaws?"

Kojiro was silent for a moment, with a rosy look on his pale face: "You can draw a sword so easily, are you worthy of using a sword?"

Although he brewed his momentum to the extreme.

But Ren Woxing just unsheathed his sword casually.

But Kojiro found that he couldn't find a single flaw.

In fact, Kojiro had a strange intuitive premonition.

The moment he takes action, he will die!

This is very embarrassing...

In desperation, Kojiro had no choice but to launch verbal attacks, trying to find flaws in the opponent's mind.

"If you want to fight, just fight. Why are you talking so much nonsense?"

Ren Woxing said angrily: "If you don't take action, I will kill you."

"..."

Kojiro was silent for a moment, and his expression became more gloomy.

"Woo!"

At this moment, a shrill bone whistle sounded in the distance, as if coming from the other side of the underworld.

"Yan Hui! Kill!"

Sasaki Kojiro's eyes suddenly flashed with joy, and he drew the sword with all his strength.

The sword was unsheathed, and a fierce and domineering sword energy spurted out, slashing towards Ren Woxing.

"It's okay..."

Ren Woxing nodded, waved his sword, and took advantage of the situation.

At the moment of the confrontation between qi machines, the layers of sword qi swept in all directions like autumn wind sweeping fallen leaves.

The ceiling, beams, walls and even the wooden floor tiles were stirred by the sword energy, leaving sword marks and sawdust flying everywhere.

"Ghost wheel flash!"

At this moment, a sharp sneer sounded in the room, and a figure shot out like a zombie.

In mid-air, the Japanese sword came out of its sheath, drew a sharp sword light, and suddenly slashed towards Ren Woxing.

The sword energy broke through the air, and the ground cracked with the sword, leaving long knife marks.

Almost at the same time, the wooden floor behind Ren Woxing suddenly collapsed, and a ninja in black ejected from the ground.

His whole body was covered with mud, his clothes were dark, his ninja sword was also dark, and his whole body was covered in black.

There were only two eyes, flashing with a strange blood light.

The ninja sword seemed to melt into the void without causing any sound of breaking through the sky!

When he got behind Ren Woxing, the sword suddenly exploded!

The sword energy rolled around, as if it was about to tear the entire void apart.

"Leader, be careful!"

Xiang Wentian was shocked, he took out his long whip and hurriedly swept forward.

"Um?"

Facing the three Japanese swords approaching rapidly, Ren Woxing could not help but feel a flash of horror in his eyes.

"It's not easy after acting for so long..."

Lin Xuan smiled half-heartedly and reached out to pick up the short blade that Ren Yingying had dropped.

"Um……"