Loyal Heart Roaming the Skies

If you ask which place in Fenglin City has the most enchanting scenery, all the old foodies will tell you one answer - Sanfen Xiangqi Tower.

It's not just a makeup room with only three colors, but the world of fragrances, and it exclusively occupies three points of the Sanfen Xiangqi Tower.

Although it's just a small tower.

But since its completion, it has swept away the mediocre flower and willow market in Fenglin City.

Now, the young masters in Fenglin City can enjoy romance, all thanks to the Sanfen Xiangqi Tower's elevation of the business level of the entire Fenglin City.

It's like Dong A, a fifth-grade master, improving the education level of the Dao Academy in Fenglin City. Of course, this can only be said privately by Zhao Rucheng.

The current headliner in the Sanfen Xiangqi Tower is a woman named Miaoyu.

How many people yearn for her boudoir day and night, wishing to crawl under her skirt. But those who have the chance to enjoy her beauty are few.

On the gorgeously decorated bed, a middle-aged naked man had a fanatical expression, and his body was undulating with joy. But under him, there was only a quilt.

Separated by just a pearl curtain, a soft couch was facing the bed. Miaoyu supported her chin with her hand, half-lazily leaning against it, with extremely curvy curves. Her eyes were blurred, and it was unclear whether she was watching the middle-aged man's "self-entertainment".

A black-clothed man knelt in front of the soft couch, reporting something respectfully.

"So, this person named Jiang Wang knows a set of quite exquisite swordsmanship, but has never shown it publicly before?"

Her voice was lazy, like a cat that had just woken up, teasing people with a hint of ambiguity.

The black-clothed man knelt down and never raised his head: "Yes, that's right. I am incompetent and cannot find out where he learned it from."

Miaoyu thought for a moment and raised her finger: "You can go down."

Hearing this, the black-clothed man bowed his head to the ground, and his index finger and little finger were brought together, forming a triangle shape covering his chest. He chanted lightly, "At the bottom of the River of Oblivion, in the depths of the Yellow Springs. Respected God returns to the world, illuminating the human world."

He then slowly seeped into the ground.

"A swordsmanship that has never appeared in the entire Dao Academy in Fenglin City? Passed down from which great warrior who tried swords around the world? Or..." Miaoyu's eyes became more and more blurred.

"Daoshi..."

She thought more, farther, and more elusive.

"At the bottom of the River of Oblivion, in the depths of the Yellow Springs. Respected God returns to the world, illuminating the human world."

She made the same gesture and chanted lightly.

Meanwhile, the naked man on the bed was still wriggling with himself in a wonderful fantasy, seeming to be able to sink forever.

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At this time, in a village in Yongguo, a fierce-looking bald man was grabbing and eating something with big mouthfuls, blood flowing all over his mouth and hands.

From the empty hole in the chest of the fallen villager beside him, it was clear that what he was eating was the heart of a person.

He was enjoying himself when suddenly a stream of light fell and rushed towards him.

Unfortunately, this was not some righteous sword that descended from the sky to eliminate evil.

The bald man reached out and grabbed the stream of light, turning it into an ancient long sword."Damn it! I'll devour your heart sooner or later!" The bald man was clearly very unhappy to be interrupted while eating.

"Old man, it's already this day and age, why are you still using a flying sword to deliver messages!" He cursed as he opened the letter on the sword with his bloodied hands.

Nowadays, Mo Men's thousand-mile sound transmission box has been in use for many years and has excellent sales. However, there are always some forces that refuse to use it because no one can be sure whether the people in Mo Men who make mechanisms have left any hidden tricks in the sound transmission box.

Even if the people of Mo Men swear to the heavens and the earth, even the most rigorous demon-swearing contract has already been studied and solved by dozens of methods. What's the use of swearing?

"Zhuang Guo, Qinghe County, Sanshan City?" He enunciated each word and couldn't help but spit out: "What a remote corner!"

The long sword in the air shook, as if urging something.

The bald man became even more annoyed, but the owner of the letter was obviously an existence he could not resist at the moment.

He used his blood-stained fingers to draw five strokes on the paper, a simple sketch of a horse, meaning "go immediately."

He fixed the letter back onto the sword and the sword disappeared as quickly as it had come.

After the flying sword had gone far away, the bald man suddenly remembered something, "Could the boss not understand it?"

He thought for a while and then shrugged off this little annoyance.

"If he can't understand this, what's the point of being the boss!"

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As he walked to the door of the dormitory, Jiang Wang heard voices inside.

After entering the inner door, he still lived with Linghe Du Yehu to facilitate practicing and seeking the Dao at any time. Zhao Rucheng came to stay overnight every three or five days, but he wouldn't stay long. Although the room was much better than before, it didn't make much difference to Zhao Rucheng...

Hearing Jiang Wang's footsteps, Linghe quickly came out, "You're finally back, your family has been waiting for you for half a day!"

Family...

Jiang Wang's heart skipped a beat and he hurriedly turned into the room. He saw a still charming woman sitting at the yellow rosewood table and chairs by the window - the table and chairs were naturally something Zhao Rucheng had insisted on bringing over.

Du Yehu was sitting next to her, tied up and sitting obediently, looking like a well-behaved child in front of his friend's parents. However, this "child" had a beard that was too thick and looked too anxious. In comparison, he seemed to be even older than the well-maintained woman.

Seeing Jiang Wang come in, the woman stood up in a hurry, her eyes showing surprise, "Xiaowang, long time no see! You've grown taller and stronger!"

Jiang Wang nodded and greeted her, "Auntie Song."

His birth mother had passed away a long time ago and this woman was his father's stepmother. He couldn't change his habit and always addressed her as Auntie.

This Auntie Song wasn't a bad person and had never mistreated him. It's just that Jiang Wang had already entered the outer door of the Dao Academy a few years after his father remarried. Practicing was hard, and he almost never went home except for holidays. They never had any conflicts, but their relationship wasn't particularly deep either.Aunt Song greeted while pulling the timid little girl hiding behind her to the front, "Quick, call for someone!"

This was a shy little girl who only opened her mouth to whisper "Brother" under her mother's urging.

Aunt Song's silk clothes added color to her already bright appearance. The little girl was also well dressed, but her delicate facial features naturally shone, making people admire her.

Unfortunately, she only called out once before quickly hiding behind her mother again, only poking out half of her head to look at her long-lost older brother.

He naturally loved his younger sister, blood was thicker than water, and no one could change that. However, he was focused on cultivating and only hurriedly visited home each time. It had been a long time since he last heard the sound of "Brother".

Although the sound was soft and small, it was as clear and pleasant as a pearl rolling on a jade plate, melting Jiang Wang's heart that had been hardened by battles and darkness.

Since returning from Tangshe Town, Jiang Wang rarely showed a genuine smile, "An'an!"