Zhu Xian's Journey(Silver Dragon)
Find lodging
Under the afternoon sun, at the top of a steep cliff that was quite high, Zhu Xian pampered the eyes with the nourishment of Nature.
His long hair was fluttering in the cold wind in the afternoon, by holding both hands behind his waist.
Zhu Xian stared quietly to a place far enough away, but she could clearly see with the sharpness of her eagle-like eyes, one of the blessings of Yien Long.
From where he looked, smoke billowed with many buildings still trailing with fire.
"Where exactly is the direction towards the Silver Dragon sect?? "murmurmurm.
" aahhhhhhhhh... Never mind, I better find an inn"just as dusk turned the evening, Zhu Xian stopped his quiet time to look for lodging.
whhoooss........
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"None, my Lady, forgive young master!!! We really don't know where the Devil's Tongue headquarters is"In the inn's courtyard, many residents were forced out of their rooms by a group of people in white uniforms bearing the emblem of the Stork and the Clouds.
They forced the lodgers to foreclose on one of the headquarters of the alliance of the black-flow sect.
In the current time of war, both sides were indeed equally cruel, no matter ordinary citizens or cultivators, they would crush anyone who had any connection with the enemy of his enemy.
"You think we'll just believe it?? "
Buuaaaka.....
One of the women in the uniform of the Cloud Stork kicked the man who even prayed for forgiveness.
"Miss Lin, they won't open their mouths before feeling the pain! "
"Yes... You're right, brother Fang, they're just trying to cover up their involvement" the woman named Lin answered the young man named Fang.
" I ask you again and answer honestly, say it!!Where is the location of the demon tongue headquarters??"snapped the beautiful woman named Lin at dozens of residents of the inn.
The Devil's own tongue, is the headquarters devoted to the storage of weapons for the alliance of the black-flow sect.
"Miss, we've said that we don't know what, and also, we don't have any involvement with any sect, we're just swordsmen who stop by" One of them stood up to give a rebuttal to the woman who threatened them.
"You are a sect of the white stream, acting like a black stream,, forcing and asking for something we don't have" The person loudly voiced out to all the members of the Cloud Stork sect.
"Fright, dare you equate us with the rotten sect" Fang immediately shot towards the one who spoke earlier...
Slaaasshhh..........
Fang beheaded the man mercilessly.
"You really don't know yourself.... You don't deserve to be part of the white sect"
BOOOMMMMH.....
back,, Fang used his power to kill ordinary humans, without any pity.
"Say!!! Does anyone want the same fate as those two??? "Fang yelled at everyone.
At the moment when the situation in the inn court was heating up,, a long-haired young man with a back, with calm steps, entered the inn.
" Tinnggg" The bell on the cashier's desk reads
"Knn...... " The young man repeated the metal flick that was the caller of the innkeeper, but did not get any welcome or approval.
The young man then turned his head towards the many people who were crouching and sitting, who were prisoners of the Cloud Stork sect members.
The young man who was none other than Zhu Xian, turned his steps toward everyone who gathered around people in uniform in harmony.
"Excuse me, who's the owner of this inn?" Zhu Xian, in a calm and dingy manner, paid no heed to all the vicious gazes of the Cloud Stork sect members.
"West, damn, where would you dare not know yourself to bother us?" Fang was infuriated by Zhu Xian who casually asked the whereabouts of the innkeeper when they were all their captives.
Whhhuuuussss.......
Kraakkkk........
Zhu Xian's lightning-fast hand had gripped Fang's neck without him even noticing.
"I didn't ask you" Zhu Xian said in a dingy manner.
Kkkreek...........
BOOMMM.......
Fang's neck was immediately broken by Zhu Xian, after which Zhu Xian blew his head up until his skull was like a broken tile.
Whuuussss......
Slassshh.......
Slaaasshhhh.......
Duaaarrr..... Duuaarrr... Duuuaaarrr
Zhu Xian darted around all the members in the uniform of the Cloud Stork, and decapitated them with a single move.
Zhu Xian Only left three young women whose current third body was trembling violently, out of fear.
Rarely slow Zhu Xian, he aimed to approach the three young women.
Deg. Deg. Deg
The hearts of the three women were racing as Zhu Xian walked up to the three of them.
Different circumstances were seen on the faces of all those who were captives of the three remaining women, they felt grateful for the arrival of the mysterious young man.
Right in front of the three young women, Zhu Xian turned momentarily to all the captives.
"Who is the owner of the inn??"Zhu Xian asked, then after one man who stood pointing his index finger.
" o... Yes, young master, I am the owner of the inn" he replied.
"Sir, are there any empty rooms in your inn? " Task Zhu Xian back.
"There's a young master, there's still a VVIP room to stay in and it's still empty" the innkeeper again chimed in on Zhu Xian.
After getting an answer from the inn, Zhu Xian turned her face back to the three women who were still trembling in front of her.
"Miss, when I'm resting, I don't like the noise at all "
Slassshhhhhhhhhhh.... Slaasshh...
Slaassh.........
Zhu Xian, sparing none,, the heads of the three women were instantly separated from the bodies by him.
"Sir, I will take the VVIP room" Zhu Xian said, and then left everyone with open mouths and incredulous thoughts over what Zhu Xian had done to the three beautiful women.
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"Tu.. an young, please note your name on the guest book list of the inn"In a brick, the innkeeper asked Zhu Xian to write his name.
Unwilling to linger, Zhu Xian wrote her name on the guest list, then immediately headed for the room she had booked.
After Zhu Xian died, the owner immediately saw the name of the young man who had saved his name from the inn listing book.
"Zhu____Xian" the innkeeper spelled Zhu Xian's name in a very slow voice, knowing the name of the mysterious figure, the owner immediately tore a small piece of thin wood used as the guestbook, then destroyed it.
As the owner of a fairly large inn, a name would mean a lot to a person like Zhu Xian, just by mentioning a name alone as information, sometimes even very high value, depending on how valuable the name of the person.
"Young Master Zhu Xian, even to death, I will not tell you any information about you" muttered the innkeeper who swore to keep Zhu Xian's name a secret, just like Shin Cen did the other day.
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