Chapter 2277: Luocaotang’s Great Help

"Hehehe, little girl, don't be afraid. We, Luocaotang, will protect you from now on, and Wanjianmen can't do anything to you."

An old man wearing a tattered beggar's uniform walked slowly from behind.

Although he was dressed very shabbily, no one among the people watching from a distance dared to be disrespectful to this man.

Because they all know that there are no beggars in Xuanzhou.

Anyone wearing beggar's clothes is a member of Luocaotang!

"Old senior, are you...?"

Yang Qiuyu pretended to look pitiful, and her big eyes flickered to the point of dripping water.

Seeing this, the old man stood with his hands behind his back and straightened his back proudly: "I, Wu Lei, is one of the four elders of Luocao Hall."

"It turns out to be Elder Wu!"

Naturally, Yang Qiuyu already knew about the four elders of Luocao Hall. She showed a look of shock at this moment and quickly bowed and clasped her fists: "Elder Wu, it's rare that I can meet such a big shot like you today, little girl." I’m taking the liberty to ask you to move to Yipinyuju…”

"Um."

Wu Lei, who was already proud and arrogant, nodded with great satisfaction when he saw Yang Qiuyu's courtesy.

…

"He Yang, Qi Kun, Wu Lei, Fang Qiong..."

"Jun Zilan, Fan Jiqing, Zhong Ming, Mu Zili..."

"How many of the four elders from Luocao Hall and the four poets from Wanjian Sect will come?"

In the evening, Han Ling was sitting alone in the yard, playing with the chess pieces on the chessboard, looking very interested.

He already knew the eight famous experts from Luocao Hall and Wanjianmen very well.

As for the others, they are just salted fish.

Of course, it is worth mentioning that the Four Scholars of Wanjianmen are more powerful, so even if they cause trouble, he has to help Luocaotang appropriately.

…

Not long after, Yang Qiuyu finally walked in from outside the hospital. She came to Han Ling, and the two chatted happily.

…

Night.

Came quietly.

There was silence all over the Bai Mansion.

There were only a few guards on duty. They yawned and walked in the moonlight, looking lazy. They really looked like the guards of ordinary wealthy merchants. They did not have the qualities that a sect should have at all.

"Hey, what do you think our Elder Yang is thinking, actually provoking Wan Jianmen?"

"Who knows, maybe we think that with Luo Caotang supporting us, we won't be afraid of them."

"Isn't this... isn't this a joke? If Wanjianmen really attacks, I really don't believe that Luocaotang can save us!"

"It doesn't matter whether we take action or not. Water from afar can't save fire from a distance~"

"well!"

The guards stood under the shade of the trees, complaining all the time, and they all looked listless.

At this time, a woman in black was already standing on the wall behind them.

"If you want to blame, I can only blame you for following the wrong person!"

The woman suddenly moved her handprints, and a strong wind rushed directly towards the guards.

However, at the critical moment, an old figure suddenly appeared in front of them. With a wave of his sleeves and robe, the strong wind in front of them was blocked from the sky.

"Wu Lei!!"

When she saw the person coming, the woman screamed in surprise and quickly turned around and ran away without thinking.

Wu Lei had no interest in chasing her. After all, he knew who this person was.

…

After all, Wu Lei is a strong man in the Eternal Sky Realm. With him in charge, the Bai Mansion will be peaceful all night.

As for Wanjianmen, people on the Wanjianmen side are already panicking at this moment.

"Master, my subordinates are useless..."

Dugu Yan was dressed in black clothes and stood on one knee in the yard. His beautiful eyes were full of unwillingness and self-blame.

Seeing how guilty she was, Nan Feihong quickly stepped forward and dragged her up: "I can't blame you for this matter. After all, there is that old guy Wu Lei helping the Bai family, so there is nothing you can do about it."

"I really didn't expect that Wu Lei would actually show up. Could it be that Luo Caotang is really planning to take Bai Mansion under his wing?"

Dugu Yan's eyes were full of hatred.

How have their Wanjian Sect ever experienced such cowardice!

"Well, the Bai family's financial resources are not small, and now they are looking forward to the 100,000-year-old life of the chief alchemist... I don't know what level this alchemist master is! If it doesn't work, I will go to Dagushan!"

Dagushan? !

"Master Sect Master, are you really going to ask Elder Si Mo to come out of the mountain? But didn't they already say that they would not come down from the mountain unless the sect was in trouble?"

Thinking of those four stubborn old men, Nan Feihong sighed helplessly: "Yes... But now, Luo Caotang has reached the point where it can threaten us. Do I still need to go to Bai Mansion in person?"

"Master..."

"I have made up my mind, you can go back."

Nan Feihong patted Dugu Yan on the shoulder and returned to the room.

Looking at the back of the sect master, he looked a little depressed, and there were drops of blood on Dugu Yan's palms.

…

"Waiter, serve me some wine!"

In the wine shop, Dugu Yan picked up the empty jar, shook it, and then threw it out of the window.

When the waiter next to him saw this, he quickly bowed and brought a new wine jar over.

"Elder Dugu... please use it with caution."

The waiter swallowed hard.

Dugu Yan looks like a girl in her twenties. She is not beautiful, but she is not ugly either, and she has a feminine and mighty aura.

She grabbed the waiter's clothes and pulled him over. This move frightened the waiter and quickly begged for mercy: "Elder Dugu, please spare your life, please spare your life -"

"..."

Seeing the waiter's terrified look, Dugu Yan came close to his face and stared at him intently: "Am I really that scary?"

Gurgle.

A slight choking sound came from his throat. The close gaze made the waiter feel hopeless.

In his eyes, Dugu Yan was more than scary, he was simply a devil.

But he didn't dare to speak nonsense at this time, so he could only remain silent.

"As expected of Dugu Yan from Wanjianmen, he is able to humiliate a waiter here at will. He is indeed worthy of his reputation~"

A male voice mixed with a little teasing sound suddenly came from behind.

Dugu Yan heard it, her pretty face sank, and she immediately pushed the waiter away and turned around.

"Who are you?"

After carefully looking at the man in white clothes with a strange look between his eyebrows, Duguyan frowned: "Are you here to die?"

"I advise you to take back the words about seeking death, otherwise you will die ugly."

The man sat directly in front of Duguyan's table.

Seeing this, Duguyan's eyes sank, and she was about to slam the table to fight, but suddenly an invisible force of oppression, without any spiritual power fluctuations, completely wrapped her in it.

This is a bottomless terrifying aura, and the range of spread is only between the two of them, so people around can't feel it.

But Duguyan, but she can feel it clearly, she was stunned, her face pale: "Who are you?"

In front of her, the man poured a glass of wine, put it to the tip of his nose to smell it, and then poured the wine on the ground: "Alas, that old man also likes to drink, but I don't like it..." As he said, he put a square small box on the table and left indifferently.