Lu Qingyun bid farewell to Yang Yaoqin who was reluctant to leave, and traveled all the way to the small town at the foot of Kunlun Mountain.
"Sir, do you want to eat or drink?" the waiter at the door of the restaurant greeted enthusiastically.
"Eat. Take care of the horses for me."
"Okay, sir, please take a seat on the second floor."
Lu Qingyun threw the reins to the waiter and walked into the restaurant.
When we arrived on the second floor, there were already seven or eight tables of guests.
He chose a table by the window, threw down the silver and said, "Servant, pick out some of your specialty dishes, and I'll reward you with the remaining silver."
"Okay, sir, please wait a moment. The food and drinks will be served shortly."
The waiter took the silver, weighed it secretly, and left with a smile on his face.
The food was served very quickly, and it didn't take long for the food and wine to be placed on the table.
Lu Qingyun was drinking and eating while observing Western Zhou Dynasty.
In the corner of the second floor, a handsome young man waved a folding fan and said to a monk whose face was covered with white cloth:
"Whether we can succeed in one fell swoop depends on the master's plan."
"Master, please rest assured, everything is going according to the monk's plan."
"Thum, thump, thump."
There was a sound on the wooden stairs, and eight men with ferocious faces came up, holding weapons in their hands.
This group of people sat around two tables, and a sturdy man with a beard slapped the table with the blade of his knife and shouted, "Waiter, the good wine and good food will be served quickly. We are very hungry."
"Brother, this time the six major sects are besieging Guangmingding, and the elimination of the Demonic Cult is just around the corner."
"We, the Eight Immortals of Jiangnan, may be able to reap considerable benefits by following closely behind."
A young man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks showed a greedy expression.
Lu Qingyun blinked.
When I heard that they called themselves the Eight Immortals of Jiangnan, I suddenly felt thunder rolling from the sky.
He looked at the Eight Immortals with curiosity.
None of these eight people look kind.
The oldest is about fifty years old, and the youngest is over thirty.
"A group of water bandits who hang out in the lakes south of the Yangtze River also want to take advantage of the Mingjiao. They are really desperate."
The handsome young master folded his fan and said disdainfully.
"Young pretty boy, you're looking for death!"
When the Eight Immortals of Jiangnan heard that someone was looking down on them, they stood up one by one and drew their weapons.
Duoyu, the boss of the Eight Immortals in the South of the Yangtze River, waved his hand to stop his brothers who were about to use violence.
"I have never asked the young master for his name."
"You don't deserve to know."
The handsome young master showed disdain, waved his folding fan, and shot eight feather arrows into the private room.
Five of the Eight Immortals in Jiangnan were killed by arrows.
"Tough idea! Let's go."
Wang Duoyu hurriedly greeted the third child, and the eighth child fled towards the stairs.
But before the three of them could escape to the stairs, eight men wearing Mongolian clothes and holding bows and arrows flew out of the room.
The bowstring sounded.
The three of them didn't even have a chance to react before their throats were pierced by sharp arrows.
What an amazing shooting skill!
Lu Qingyun looked at the eight Mongolian archers and felt suspicious. Could they be the Eight Archers?
If they are, then the handsome young master must be the most intelligent heroine in Yitian, Zhao Min, the daughter of Ruyang King Chahan Temuer!
Lu Qingyun quickly turned his head and looked away. He didn't want to face Zhao Min.
But he ignored one thing.
The restaurant was shocked. The other guests were so frightened that they hid in the corner, but he was still sitting.
Zhao Min walked out of the private room, shook the folding fan in his hand, glanced arrogantly for a week, and then looked at Lu Qingyun.
"Aren't you afraid?"
"Young Master is joking. Of course Xiaosheng is scared. His legs don't work anymore."
Lu Qingyun lowered his head.
"Pretend to be a ghost!"
Next to Zhao Min, Lu Zhanke, one of the two elders of Xuan Ming, stretched out his right hand and grabbed it.
Lu Qingyun's face darkened, knowing that he could no longer pretend.
Avoiding Lu Zhanke's claws, he raised his head and looked at Zhao Min, "Master, your subordinates are so rude, it must be against etiquette."
Zhao Min didn't expect that the timid young master would turn out to be a hidden master, and his eyes sparkled.
"Mr. Lu is not my master's subordinate. I can't do anything he wants."
After hearing this, Lu Zhanke clapped his right palm.
Lu Qingyun knew that it would be difficult to be kind today, so he no longer hid his clumsiness.
Kang Long Youhui attacked Lu Zhanke with the sound of dragon roar.
"Brother, be careful, these are the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms!"
Hebi Weng reminded loudly and also joined the battlefield.
The two of them had learned the same art since they were young and had similar minds. They each slapped Lu Qingyun with a palm.
Lu Qingyun didn't panic at all and attacked the two people with both palms.
"Master Ku, do you know this person?"
Kudutuo shook his head and made gestures: This person uses the Dragon Subduing Palm technique and is closely related to the Beggar Clan.
"Damn beggar!"
Zhao Min had a look of disgust on his face.
The Eight Heroes of the Divine Arrow stood in front of Zhao Min, drawing their bows like a full moon, waiting for an order to shoot the feather arrows in their hands.
Lu Qingyun is multitasking.
While fighting against the two elders Xuan Ming, he observed the situation in Western Zhou Dynasty.
"Boy, do you look down on us?"
Lu Zhanke was very angry.
He and his junior brother He Biweng are both masters who have been famous for many years.
The joint effort failed to capture Lu Qingyun who was not concentrating.
This made them feel like they were being slapped in the face.
"Is this all you can do?"
Lu Qingyun exchanged more than ten blows with Xuan Ming and Xuan Ming, and he already knew a lot about their moves.
"You are so crazy! Junior brother, we have to do our best."
"good."
When Hebi Weng heard this, like Lu Zhanke, a strong cold air emitted from his whole body, and his palms were covered with ice and he smacked them at the same time.
"Well done!"
Lu Qingyun shouted loudly, Nine Yang Zhenqi instantly filled his body, and the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms Long Zhan Yu Ye slapped the two elders Xuan Ming.
There was a loud bang, and a big hole exploded in the floor of the second floor.
The two elders Xuan Ming vomited blood and flew backwards, breaking two imperial pillars before stopping.
"Prince, be careful!"
Zhao Min hurriedly turned around when he heard the shouting, only to see Lu Qingyun ducking towards him.
In the chaos, the Eight Heroes of the Divine Arrow opened their bows and shot arrows, but were slapped away by Lu Qingyun.
Zhao Min didn't even have time to react. She only felt a pain in her throat and several large acupoints on her back were sealed.
Lu Qingyun grabbed her throat and roared loudly: "Stop it."
"The princess is in the hands of the thief, stop it immediately." Following the shouts, everyone in the restaurant stopped moving.
Lu Qingyun heard a noise downstairs and looked sideways downstairs.
I'm in trouble!
The dense army downstairs has surrounded the entire restaurant.
"Princess Princess, please ask the soldiers below to move out of the way and let me leave. I can promise not to harm your life."
"Young Master, I, the Great Yuan, have conquered the West Sea with great authority and revitalized the world. If you have such means, why don't you submit to the imperial court? I can guarantee you a lifetime of prosperity and wealth."
The Great Yuan Dynasty is in turmoil, and the Mingjiao believers are rebelling in the west. If they can recruit the people in front of them and eliminate the Mingjiao, they will have a better chance of winning.
As long as the Mingjiao is destroyed, most of the riots in the Central Plains will be quelled.
"There's so much nonsense, let's go." Lu Qingyun pushed Zhao Min downstairs.
