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 never expected to suddenly encounter Zhang Tingyun on Mount Great Liang.


He was quite fond of this little girl who was very close to him, and he was highly protective of her.


Thus, when he realized that the young man in the Taoist robe was none other than Qin Fei's brother Qin Xiao, he instinctively stepped forward, raising his right arm, and directly shielded the little girl behind him.


He still remembered that this youth, tainted with the air of rouge, had harbored inappropriate thoughts towards Zhang Tingyun, who was still just a little girl, three years ago.


The words he hadn't yet spoken died in his belly.


Chapter 152 - Wine at the Foot of the Mountain (1/2)