Chapter 49 Making Friends

"who!?"

Cui Yu was startled, and instantly an iron brush slipped out of his sleeve.

When he glanced over, he saw that the confidant who was supposed to leave with the letter had returned with a pale face.

Behind him, a figure dressed in the uniform of a lieutenant of the imperial guards walked out.

But what was strange was that he was wearing the fanged iron mask of the Xuanming Sect on his face.

Cui Yu narrowed his triangular eyes, first glanced at his confidant, and then asked sinisterly: "What is the purpose of your dress?"

"Nothing else, just come and make friends with Lord Cui."

Xiao Yan held the intercepted letter between his two fingers and said with a smile: "As the saying goes, more friends mean more paths. If you want to achieve great things, you should have more friends."

“Who are you? Don’t play tricks on my Xuanming Sect!” Cui Yu was already full of anger, and at this moment, he suppressed his anger and said, “If you know what’s good for you, don’t let me take action!”

Xiao Yan smiled, waved the letter between his fingers, and said, "Since the Lord is in a hurry to get this item, I may be able to make a deal with him."

"Come quickly!"

"I've heard that the Xuanming Sect has a magical skill called 'Nine Nether Mysterious Heavens'. Can you get it?"

"Are you kidding me?" Cui Yu said gloomily, "This is a technique that only the Hades Emperor and the Ghost King can practice. How can I have the chance to come into contact with it!?"

"Well, there is another skill in your sect called 'Thousand Corpses and Ten Thousand Poison Palm'. It is said that it can integrate corpse poison. Does the Lord know how to do it?"

"I am not interested in Xiao Wuchang's skills." Cui Yu sneered, then looked at Xiao Yan coldly and said with a sinister smile: "But if you want to cure the corpse poison, I have a way."

Xiao Yan was not annoyed when he guessed his intention. He just held up the letter and said, "I'm afraid I need to trouble you to teach me this method."

"Of course you can, but..."

Cui Yu's sleeves moved without wind and the iron pen turned in his hand.

"Wouldn't it be better if I killed you?"

His tone suddenly became ferocious, and he lunged forward with both feet in the air. The sharp edge of the iron pen between his fingers was exposed, full of murderous intent.

While in the air, ink dots were already flying out from the tip of the pen, like a stone bullet bursting, and flew towards Xiao Yan.

The latter retreated quickly, without stopping, but with a shake of his hands, the originally soft and fragile letter paper instantly became straight, and then he waved it horizontally, and several ink spots were swept away.

In an instant, Cui Yu arrived in the air and raised his hand to sweep the tip of the pen diagonally over.

Xiao Yan was not in a hurry. He touched the ground with his toes and moved his body back half an inch. At the same time, he parried with one hand and suddenly grabbed it with an eagle's claw.

Cui Yu was unable to dodge and his sleeves were torn instantly. The iron pen only left a white mark on the iron armor on Xiao Yan's chest.

He smiled coldly, spread out his sleeves, and instantly several cold lights shot out. At the same time, he suddenly moved forward and used the pen to stroke Xiao Yan's throat in close combat.

At this critical moment, the latter still had the mind to put the letter in his arms, and then fell straight back, avoiding the flying hidden weapon.

His back fell lightly to the ground, and then he rolled on the spot, using the strength of his waist and abdomen to bounce backwards.

Immediately afterwards, Xiao Yan flipped in the air, and finally his feet landed between the pillars of the corridor. Then he kicked hard and rushed forward.

Cui Yu, who was getting close to him, heard a "swoosh" and a cold light suddenly appeared.

"Humph."

He sneered and was about to meet him with a pen in hand.

But the knife light became increasingly dazzling, and a sound of breaking air was heard in the air, stirring up a cloud of flying snow.

"Bah."

Sparks flew from the stylus, Cui Yu's triangular eyes widened in disbelief, and his body kept backing away.

In front of him, knife shadows were like rain, wrapped in snow particles and covered him in an instant.

The iron pen could only block a few attacks before it suddenly cracked. Cui Yu's heart trembled, and he was about to move his sleeves again, but a Tang sword suddenly stabbed out from the shadow of the sword.

"!"

The Tang sword was as powerful as a bamboo, and it directly swung away the iron pen that blocked it, and hovered just an inch away from Cui Yu's throat. In the rolling snow shadows, the fangs and iron face on Xiao Yan's face were revealed.

Cui Yu swallowed, threw down the broken pen, and raised his hands slightly.

"I will now teach you the method of detoxification..."

But as his voice fell, his eyes suddenly became ferocious. He grasped the blade with one hand and turned the other into a palm, hitting Xiao Yan with all his strength.

There was a muffled sound of two palms colliding.

In the eyes of his confidants who were shivering in the corner far away, Cui Yu's figure flew backwards and stumbled into the corridor column, causing the wooden surface to dent slightly.

The flying snow trembled and fell on the blood-stained blade.

But he saw that Cui Yu's hand holding the knife had been cut, revealing the hideous flesh and blood.

Xiao Yan was very indifferent. He stepped forward, first wiped off the blood with Cui Yu's slightly ragged clothes, and then put the Tang sword back into the sheath.

Cui Yu's mouth was choking with blood. He raised his head with difficulty. His voice seemed a little unclear due to the mixture of blood and water in his mouth.

"Who are you?"

Xiao Yan didn't respond to him, but grabbed Cui Yu's messy hair and lifted it up.

His voice was extremely cold, and he said, "Some opportunities won't come too many times."

"I will teach you the method now."

……

Finally, Xiao Yan tapped Cui Yu's face with the letter and said, "This is a token of my friendship with the Lord and Prince Jun. I will keep it. I will need to trouble the Lord to write another copy."

The latter looked pale and gave a bitter smile.

Xiao Yan ignored him and walked to the shadows, disappearing in an instant.

When Cui Yu saw this scene, his eyes widened instantly and his whole body began to tremble.

The confidant came over in fear and trepidation.

"Master, this person's identity is unknown, and he has taken the letter. If he hands it over to the Underworld Emperor, King Jun will be in danger..."

Cui Yu didn't even think twice. Before he could finish speaking, he raised his hand and threw out a series of hidden weapons, which directly turned this confidant into a hornet's nest.

The latter took two steps back and pointed at Cui Yu in disbelief. Before he could utter a word, he fell to the ground and died.

Cui Yu's face was extremely ugly, and he said angrily: "If it weren't for you, this waste, how could this government be in such a state!?"

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The carriage arrived at the city gate. Xiao Yan showed his badge from Chongzhengyuan and drove out very smoothly.

In the carriage, Ji Ruxue, who had been forced out of the corpse poison by Xiao Yan, bandaged the wound on her back, put on clothes, and crawled out.

"I owe you another favor..."

Xiao Yan drove the car, glanced at Ji Ruxue who was sitting next to him, and said, "If you are truly grateful to me, then let your Saint Ji keep her word and don't break it."

"You have done a great favor to our Huanyinfang this time. I am afraid that the Empress will also order you to get the information about all the secret agents."

Ji Ruxue was still a little weak. She leaned against the carriage and tilted her head to look at Xiao Yan's profile. After hesitating for a moment, she asked, "How did you do that?"

"what?"

"And so we were sent out of the city."

"It's nothing more than cooperating with others. Of course, we have to cooperate with smart people." Xiao Yan frowned and said, "For example, there don't seem to be many smart people in your Huanyinfang."

Ji Ruxue opened her mouth, but didn't know how to defend herself.

She leaned back on the carriage, her beautiful eyes looking forward.

Fortunately, I managed to escape.

(End of this chapter)