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?

As if his heart stopped beating in an instant.


Wang Anfeng felt somewhat dazed, until several breaths later, his powerful heart pumped blood to every part of his body. As if he had been restored from his pallor and weakness to his usual self, he suddenly stood up, the first thought that emerged in his mind was disbelief.


He had seen the young girl's capabilities.


With her intelligence, how could she have died so easily?


Before he could open his mouth, Gongsun Jing across him seemed to know Wang Anfeng's reaction, speaking slowly,


"She didn't expect to meet a madman, or rather, she had anticipated it, she chose to gamble, just like that time she had a confrontation with the Twenty-Seven Allied Gangs."


"It's just a pity, this time she lost the bet, Young Master."


Chapter 64: There Is Only One Truth (Long Chapter) 2/2