Yan ZK

Jianghu was in turmoil, an era of great strife.
The leader of Great Qin wielded the Mo Blade, leaving the world battered and bruised. The ageless figures of Jianghu crouched upon the mountains, and with a single turn, they cast the entire world below them.
Strong men measured the earth with their feet, and heroes of Jianghu could cleave the heavens with one sword, yet in the blink of an eye, they were drunk in the embrace of beauties.
The Taoist carried his sword, the Scholar drunk on wine.
Wearing tattered clothes, a beggar grasped a rotten branch and dared to storm the ancestral hall of the Taoist Sect. On the willow-lined causeway, in the long pavilion, a man who had sat withered for thirty years turned and stepped out, holding a peach blossom, with a flick of his wrist, he shattered ten miles of red candles.
The era of Great Qin was renamed the Great Yuan Era.
The youth with the Wooden Sword left his mountain village behind.
(Solo female lead)

Why do I have so many masters?

Wei Changkong laughed and said, "What if it is?"


"Rest assured, the few forces of your Pharmacist Valley outside have already been too busy to care for themselves. You are all undoubtedly doomed to die."


'Sai Yanluo' glanced at Wei Changkong and said woodenly:


"It's you who will not die peacefully."


"Do you really think you can use poison again? It's useless, what we have seen is that none of you showed any abnormalities when you just came in."


The man in the green robe coughed up fresh blood and sneered:


"Don't you know that there is a poison that only needs one last ingredient to take effect instantly? It seems that indeed, old man, you have also used this poison..."


'Sai Yanluo's expression changed slightly and said:


Chapter 176: The Folly of Youth_3