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?

Wang Anfeng had not slaughtered a pig for a long time, but this time, he realized that his skills had not diminished at all, steady, accurate, and ruthless, straightforward and efficient.


Wang Hongyi watched with a sigh of lament, remarking, "Luckily Wang Anfeng went out to venture; otherwise, how could there be any days for me, Wang the butcher, to get by in Great Liang Village?"


Hearing this, Wang Anfeng merely smiled, his movements swift as he bled the pig.


He stayed at Wang Hongyi's house until the afternoon, had a dinner full of the flavor of Great Liang Village, and then got up to leave. As he was leaving, Wang Hongyi stuffed a large strip of pork belly into his hands, and Wang Anfeng simply expressed his thanks without refusal.


This time in Great Liang Village, he intended to stay for about a month, planning to leave only after the New Year's festival was completely over.


Chapter 147: The Little Girl Riding a Bear (2/2)