Chapter 410 The troops are divided into two groups

Chapter 410 The troops are divided into two groups

After finding out the address of the chief officer surnamed Zhou, Zhao Yushu first went to Lan Ling to get the storage bag, and then rushed over with a sword in hand.

Yang He jokingly asked him to deal with Protector Zhou, but Zhao Yushu decisively refused. He said, "Just kidding. Protector Zhou is at the eighth level of the sky. Although he can defeat him, he will definitely have to play some cards. Who knows if this guy Yang He is watching from the side."

Yang He went to the branch with a bitter face. Although he was confident, after all, Protector Zhou was one level higher than him, and he had been a famous master many years ago, so he was not so easy to deal with.

As for Madam Zhu, Yang He directly asked Lord Zhu to go home in person to see her, which was considered as an indirect agreement to spare Madam Zhu's life.

"Try not to kill if you can."

This is Yang He's request, or rather, plea, to Zhao Yushu.

Logically, Yang He should not have asked Zhao Yushu, an outsider, to take action. It would be embarrassing if word got out that the Red Lotus Cult needed help from the academy to clean up its ranks. However, Yang He did not dare to directly use local people from Yuezhou, such as the other two protectors, for fear that they had worked together for many years and it would be a small matter if they could not take action, but it would be a big trouble if they were instigated to rebel.

After determining the direction several times, Zhao Yushu rushed to a mansion and calmly entered the courtyard.

A ray of spiritual light swept across his body the moment he landed. A few breaths later, exclamations and the sound of weapons being unsheathed were heard.

"You are such a bold lunatic! How dare you trespass into Lord Zhou's residence!"

Several soldiers surrounded him, but Zhao Yushu ignored them and looked directly at the woman he had met once who was walking out of the house. "Master Zhou, are you sure you want these good men of the Red Lotus Sect to die in vain?"

The woman waved her hand and said, "Step back. This is Mr. Liu from the academy. You can't hurt him at all. Mr. Liu, shouldn't you be in the prison right now?"

Zhao Yushu smiled: "Yes, I waited for Master Zhou in the prison for a whole day, but you didn't come, so I had no choice but to come and find you."

Lord Zhou's face was uncertain, and he seemed to have not figured out the whole situation yet.

"Don't understand? Do you need me to explain it to you?"

Lord Zhou finally realized it, and his voice suddenly rose and became extremely hoarse: "You! Are you deceiving me!"

"Yes, that's the sound. I thought you were quite smart when you were able to find me that day. It seems like it was just a coincidence. With your brain, how could you be a spy for the underworld?"

With a flash of cold light, Zhao Yushu thrust his sword forward. Now that everyone had discussed this matter, there was no misunderstanding.

However, Zhao Yushu stabbed the air with his sword and stood still. A thick fog had already filled the surrounding area without him noticing.

Yang He came to the branch, lit three incense sticks, and respectfully offered incense to the old helmsman. The one who took shift to guard the old helmsman's body today was Protector Jiang.

"Where is Protector Zhou?"

"I was resting in the back. Why is Captain Yang here now?"

"Old Jiang, can the formation here withstand the fight outside?"

Elder Jiang seemed to sense something was wrong, but still replied, "This is where we started. It was blessed by the leader himself. It's fine if you have an inner view. But Captain Yang, who needs to spar here? If possible, it's better to go out."

Yang He nodded: "It depends on whether she is willing or not."

Old Jiang looked at Yang He's back as he walked towards the inner hall, and suddenly remembered the scene of Zhao Yushu practicing sword in the courtyard that day. Today's world is indeed dominated by young people.

Zhu Xian returned home, handed his son to the servant to take him to rest, and went into the bedroom alone.

"Master! You're back. They didn't make things difficult for you, did they?"

Mrs. Zhu sat up from the bed, her eyes full of surprise.

Zhu Xian felt a pain in his heart. He sat down beside the bed and supported his wife, who had been with him for decades. He said, "Just lie down."

"Ma'am, we have been married for twenty years, right?"

"Nineteen years, Huo'er is eighteen years old this year, have you forgotten?"

"Haha, I really forgot. I'm getting old."

"You are only forty years old, in your prime, you are just too busy."

Zhu Xian sighed, "When you came into my family, I was still a minor official, not even smart enough. You are a lady from a wealthy family, but you insisted on marrying a good-for-nothing rough man like me. If I hadn't become smart later, you would have suffered with me all your life."

Mrs. Zhu hugged Zhu Xian's arm and said, "Why are you saying this suddenly?"

"When I first became enlightened, I was older than Huo'er is now. As a person, if you have a chance in your life, that's a good thing. If you don't have a chance, you don't have to force it. Even if Huo'er is a mortal for his whole life, as his father, can I let him suffer any injustice?"

Mrs. Zhu looked up in surprise, as if she didn't understand why Zhu Xian said these things today, but also seemed to understand something.

"When the Red Lotus Cult started the rebellion, it was you, Madam, who persuaded me to change my flag and banner, which led to my current position as the governor of Yuezhou. Madam, you are smart and can always see a glimmer of hope that others cannot see. How come you are so confused about this matter?"

Zhu Xian's eyes were sparkling, and a tear slowly slipped down.

Madam Zhu laughed bitterly and wiped away the tears on Zhu Xian's cheeks. "My husband is the governor of Yuezhou, a great cultivator of the sixth heaven, and the future pillar of the Red Lotus Sect. How can I shed tears?"

Zhu Xian grabbed Madam Zhu's hand and said, "The people in the underworld are just villains hiding in the shadows. How could you believe what they said?"

"But she promised my son that he could become a monk! I saw it with my own eyes. As a mother, how could I not believe it!"

Zhu Xian sighed and said, "Madam, please dress yourself and let's go to the rudder."

Zhao Yushu found that this thick fog was very strange. His spiritual sense could not even spread out more than ten feet away. The strangest thing was that although it looked dark here, he could not sense the existence of the shadow world.

I seemed to be isolated from reality by this thick fog.

"Master Zhou, if I were you, I would advise you to run away now. Maybe there is still a chance of survival."

"Humph, it won't be too late to kill you and leave later."

Zhao Yushu suddenly drew his sword and stabbed towards the source of the sound, but missed.

"Mr. Liu is quite clever."

The sound came from another direction. Zhao Yushu suddenly drew back his sword to block, barely blocking a dagger that was stabbing from the opposite direction of the sound.

At the moment of the weapons' collision, the dagger disappeared. If it weren't for the slight vibration caused by the collision still remaining on the cold iron sword, Zhao Yushu would have suspected that he had seen it wrong.

"Mr. Six, how about the trace of sky-covering water mist that I felt when I was in the seventh heaven?"

"It's very powerful. If you sisters become the inner scene, it will be really difficult to deal with."

"Who's going to deal with my sister?"

"No way, it's so obvious that you can't guess it? What does the underworld see in you?"

Zhao Yushu slipped and dodged the stab, and a piece of his clothes fell off.

"Yang He? Just a seventh level."

"Ha, you forgot one person."

Zhao Yushu rolled over in panic. Damn, is this fog so effective?

There was a slight movement in the fog, and Lord Zhou seemed to have thought of something. The black-robed man who was always at the center of controversy, his identity was still a mystery.

"This traitor can't escape Yuezhou City!"

"You are very confident. We will kill you today and leave tomorrow."

The mist moved again, and seemed a little flustered: "You have to die here today!"

Zhao Yushu let out a sigh, "It looks like you two are the only people from the underworld in Yuezhou. Well, I got the information, so I won't play with you anymore."

Minghong was unsheathed, shining with golden light.