Sikong Qianluo sneered: "I, Sikong Qianluo, don't change my name when I travel, and I don't change my surname when I sit. This is my senior brother Tang Lian."

"This is Thunderstorm from Kaminarimon."

"Boss, it turns out that they are all from Xueyue City, I think it's still..." A Shaoqing immediately hesitated.

"Shut up!" Shen Xiduo scolded, and turned his gaze to Su Zhe.

"I remember Xueyue City, there seems to be no such character as Your Excellency?"

Lei Wujie swaggered to Su Zhe's side, put his hand on his shoulder and introduced:

"This is the leader of the beggar gang, Hong Erji, I advise you to take care of yourself."

Shen Xiduo had a look of disbelief: "The leader of the beggar gang? Then he has to prove himself."

Su Zhe knocked the Buddhist staff on the ground, and raised his head proudly, "Lisi wants to try my hooking stick technique, or is it just fragrant and wet?"

"Try it and you'll know." Shen Xiduo swung the sin-cutting knife and slashed at Su Zhe.

"Satisfaction." Su Zhe swung the Buddhist staff to block the sin-cutting knife, and while the knife was still in motion, he turned and circled to completely defuse the attack.

Afterwards, he stuck the Buddhist stick to Shen Xiduo's face, and beat him on the cheek in a continuous manner, beating him into a pig's head.

"Bold!" The other young ministers of Dali Temple showed killing intent, and hurriedly drew their knives to attack Su Zhe, but were stopped by Sikong Qianluo and Su Muyu.

After Su Zhe knocked Shen Xiduo unconscious, he kicked those young ministers and turned his head to look at Xiao Yu.

"His Royal Highness, he asked me to beat him like this."

"That's right, I've never seen such a request before." Lei Wujie quickly agreed.

Shen Luohan and Shen Xiduo also had grievances, and they also expressed their support for Lei Wujie's side.

Xiao Yu smiled knowingly, signaling them not to panic: "That's true, I won't blame you."

Ever since he got the news that Shen Xiduo was going to help Xiao Chong arrest someone, he mistakenly thought that Shen Xiduo might have joined Xiao Chong, so he was naturally happy to see Shen Xiduo get beaten.

Then he waved his hand to indicate that Su Muyu and others could leave, and asked the Shaoqing of Dali Temple to take Shen Xiduo to the palace to face the saint.

After Lei Wujie and others got into the carriage, Sikong Qianluo was still chattering about what happened just now.

"That Shen Xiduo is really unreasonable, but he didn't expect the Red King to help us."

Ye Wan'er rode on a steed and snorted coldly: "This little Hades is used to domineering, I don't know who he can't offend."

"Sister, drink some water first to calm down." Yue Yao handed her the water bottle, and when she saw Ye Wan'er walking to the front, she showed doubts.

"I always feel that something is wrong. It's too coincidental that Chi Wang arrived in time not long after Shen Xiduo surrounded this place."

"And I am not an ally with him, but he took good care of us just now, maybe there is an unknown conspiracy in it?"

"It is true that the Red King will not help us without a reason." Lei Wujie nodded, a little puzzled, "But we are basically people from the Jianghu, and we have no intention of being recruited by him."

"Unless." His starry eyes suddenly flashed brightly, "Could it be that he wants to use our hands to get rid of someone?"

Sikong Qianluo was the first to react: "Could it be Wushuang City?"

"It's very possible, Yi Bu must know that we will go to Wushuang City with Brother Yu." Lei Wujie said coldly.

Yue Yao smiled softly and said: "Everyone, let's have a good rest first. When we get to Ye Mansion, we will find out about the situation with Sister Wan'er."

Huayin City Ye Mansion.

Lei Wujie followed Ye Wan'er into the room, just in time to see a man wrapped up like a mummy lying on the bed, with a girl in green beside him feeding him medicine.

"My God, Uncle Ye was beaten so badly by me?" Lei Wujie couldn't help showing a bit of pity when he saw Ye Xiaoying's miserable state.

Seeing someone coming, Ye Ruoyi put the bowl on the table and saluted Lei Wujie: "Uncle."

Ye Xiaoying caressed her daughter's face lovingly, and said softly:
"If you call him wrong, he is of the same generation as you, just call him Brother Wujie."

"But, mother regards him as a younger brother, shouldn't he be called uncle?" Ye Ruoyi looked puzzled.

"What's the matter?" Lei Wujie scratched his head and looked at Ye Wan'er.

"Anyway, we call ours, they call theirs, don't worry about it so much." Ye Wan'er waved at him casually.

"Uncle Ye, I was too impulsive last time, I hope you forgive me." Lei Wujie leaned over to Ye Xiaoying's side, and patted him on the shoulder apologetically.

"Hiss~ It hurts." Ye Xiaoying shuddered from the pain, "Your kung fu is too high, even Brother Lei at his peak may not be able to compare with you."

"Uncle Ye is overrated. I'm actually not as powerful as you think."

This is not because Lei Wujie is modest, he can defeat many opponents who are his fellow practitioners, largely because most of his martial arts do not belong to the world of "Youth Song Xing".

For example, Yi Shuihan, Transverse Bafang, Lingbo Feiyan, and various yin and yang curse seals are all from "Qin Shi Mingyue". Chunfeng Deyi and Li Xuan's swordsmanship have been lost for too long. I have never heard of it, so it can achieve a surprising effect.

"He's a good kid." Ye Xiaoying waved his hand to signal him to sit closer, and asked in a low voice, "Nephew, are you interested in joining our Ye Ziying?"

"With my authority, I can immediately arrange an important position for you in the army."

"Uncle Ye was joking." Lei Wujie refused without thinking, "I just want to take a leisurely walk in the rivers and lakes, and I don't want to get involved in the strange court."

Seeing Lei Wujie's firm words, and thinking about Lei Mengsha's ending, Ye Xiaoying no longer insisted, and sighed in disappointment.

"Forget it, young people should still have their own rivers and lakes."

Lei Wujie breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately smiled.

"Uncle Ye, I want to ask you something about Wushuang City."

"Could it be that you want to go to the Wushuang City?" Ye Xiaoying felt that young people like to go to the martial arts city, so he was not surprised.

Lei Wujie nodded, but did not tell the truth: "Wu Shuang City is also one of the four cities in the world. I want to go there to see the background of this century-old martial arts city."

"But I want to know which masters there are that I can't mess with. It's best to avoid them."

"Haha, you're right to ask me that." Ye Xiaoying raised her chin triumphantly.

He continued: "In fact, there are not that many people in Wushuang City whose cultivation level is higher than yours."

"City lord Song Yanhui's cultivation level is at most comparable to yours, but old city lord Liu Yunqi and Song Yanhui's senior brother Jian Wudi are close to Da Xiaoyao's strength, you'd better not mess with them."

"Then there are the four Supreme Elders of Fenglin Huo, and the others are nothing to be afraid of."

"Thank you, Uncle Ye, for letting me know." Lei Wujie was overjoyed, and there were only six people in Wushuang City who had a higher level of cultivation than him.

Moreover, Jian Wudi is said to be still practicing swords in Songshan retreat, so with their current lineup, it's not easy to handle?
While the two were chatting, Ye Ruoyi looked serious, and pulled Ye Wan'er to the door, and closed the door.

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