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?

Yuchi Jie extended two fingers and said, "The first method is recorded in the history books, absolutely effective, absolutely reliable."


"Simple, if they are using us as leverage, we can all just commit suicide here, and those two people can at least run away unimpeded."


"If anger arises, there might even be a chance to take revenge directly."


Taishu Jian's mouth twitched, the hope that had just risen in his heart had already cooled by half, and he asked again:


Yuchi Jie, with a somber face, pointed up with his remaining finger and said,


"Hehehe, young man, you see things quite clearly..."


"How about, I play with you first for a while?"


Chapter 184 Murder Plot, Bait - Who's The Target? (5400 words, 2-in-1)_3