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?

But when those two men tied his wrists to the iron rings on the wall, Baili Feng's expression faltered slightly.


The ropes used by the barbarians weren't iron chains or cowhide, but thick hemp ropes, which, if tied tightly, could also prevent him from exerting his strength. However, this time, they were loose enough that a struggle would definitely enable him to break free.


Baili Feng looked at the two barbarian men, unable to discern anything unusual, except for the circular stones wrapped in blue fabric on their foreheads, setting them apart from the others. The old prison guard, who stood in front of Baili Feng, chuckled:


Without altering his expression, Baili Feng smiled in response:


"Comfortable or not, why don't you come up and try it yourself, old man?"


"Maybe you'll find it more comfortable than I do."


"Or let me do the tying for you; I guarantee you'd be very comfortable, hahaha..."


Chapter 162: A Great Wind Blows from the West!!! (10,000-Word Mega Update, the Author is Exhausted)_4