Chapter 361

This year's snow was exceptionally heavy, falling for three consecutive days, and the entire Donglan City became snow-colored.

Just as the whole city was still immersed in the shock brought by Young Master Xian, discussing the prosperity of the Heng family, a figure flashed from the Heng family's East Garden without anyone knowing, and flew towards the south.

The clouds were black, and the snowflakes drifted down. Heng Xian walked on air, his clothes blowing loudly, and the cold wind drilled into his collar.

Even though he was a Primordial Dan expert and not afraid of the cold, he still felt a bit uncomfortable and couldn't help but wrap his clothes tighter.

His dad was in Nanyan City, 630 miles away from Donglan City. According to Uncle Heng Wei, the southern cities were quite different from the cities in other directions. The scale was usually small, and three or four cities added together were only about the size of Donglan City!

But there were many southern cities, totaling twenty-one, which formed an alliance relationship. Looking at it this way, they were stronger than the cities in all directions!

Among these twenty-one cities, three were larger and were also the leaders of the twenty-one city alliance, and they also had business disputes with his dad, namely: Ziying City, Qingmu City, and Nanyan City.

The Wang family of Qingmu City and the Heng family were actually related by marriage. Heng Xian's aunt married the second direct uncle of the Wang family, Wang Shengwen. However, the Wang family was not the City Lord's family of Qingmu City, and some things could be blocked but not decided!

The Song family, the City Lord's family of Nanyan City, had spirit stone disputes and resource competition with Heng De, and they had formed a grudge. It was said that they almost went to war several times to kill Heng De, all thanks to Heng Yue Ruo, the second wife of the Wang family, known as the Iron Lady, who came forward to help her brother out of trouble.

As for Ziying City, it was entirely because of Bai Ziqi, the direct genius of the City Lord's family, the Bai family, back then.

The grudge between Bai Ziqi and Heng Xian was known to everyone in Donglan City at the time, and later Bai Ziqi died in the capital of the Sang Kingdom, which had a lot to do with Heng Xian!

The Bai family, which was about to rise, fell into a slump, so the hatred for the Heng family and Heng Xian can be imagined. Although they didn't fight a large-scale war with the Heng family for many reasons, they had sent people to assassinate Heng De seventeen times in the past two years.

However, Heng De was not a fool. He had many guards around him and had also recruited a group of Jianghu experts, so he could barely dodge it every time.

Sorting out his thoughts, Heng Xian felt that running over and acting crazy and fighting people was not advisable. After all, the situation of the cities in the south was different from the eight families that took the initiative to attack and prepare to destroy Donglan City!

And he was not invincible in the world, so he still had to reason.

Besides, if he caused too much trouble, if he left, the Heng family would be beaten by a crowd in minutes!

Use some tough means to deter or reason!

Just thinking of this, his expression moved slightly, he glanced behind him, and feigned casualness as he flashed into a reed marsh.

The moment he entered the reed marsh, two carriages drifted out from the valleys on both sides.

One carriage was surrounded by a group of black-clothed experts.

One carriage was surrounded by eunuchs and palace maids.

At this time, the curtain moved, and a red and a yellow figure, carrying a string of afterimages, arrived outside the reed marsh.

It was Han Fuyao and Ying Zhiqi.

The two looked at each other, both a bit embarrassed.

"I'm going back to Da Qin, happened to run into him, just want to make friends!" Ying Zhiqi feigned indifference.

Han Fuyao tidied her hair: "What a coincidence! I'm also going to the Qinggu Pill Palace of Da Qin, passing by here, to see my own pill refiner!"

Ying Zhiqi waved his sleeves: "Brother Heng entered the reed marsh, presumably to relieve himself. If Miss Han wants to see him, go in!"

Han Fuyao looked at the reed marsh, surprised: "Relieve himself? Hasn't he reached the stage of fasting?"

Ying Zhiqi smiled faintly: "At his age, he has only been born for twenty years. The time he spent in seclusion for cultivation is probably very little. Do you expect him to break the habit of eating food?"

"The cycle of the five grains is the right path of the human world. He naturally cannot avoid it. If Miss Fuyao wants to see him, go in now. Looking at him won't make you lose anything, after all, young people are handsome and clean!"

Saying this with a face full of teasing and amusement.

However, the next moment, his expression froze.

Because Han Fuyao didn't care at all, really walked to the side of the reed marsh, broke the reeds, and shouted: "Hey, let sister see!"

"What a woman!"

Ying Zhiqi rubbed his eyebrows and muttered, but at this time he found that Han Fuyao was stunned there, so he couldn't help but feel strange, stepped forward to look inside, and was also dumbfounded.

Only to see the reed marsh was empty, where was Heng Xian? Only a half-person-sized straw man, with its crotch split, doing a peeing posture towards the two, and a spirit talisman hung on the dry branch representing his thing, which read: "If you follow me again, I'll pee all over your faces!"

Ying Zhiqi blinked, looked at the empty lake surface opposite the straw man, scanned with his spiritual sense frantically, still no one, and said in surprise: "Gone! Water escape? In such a short time, he tied a straw man, wrote words, and ran away? Talent!"

Han Fuyao's face turned red, and she turned and left: "At least he discovered us, it's truly shameful!"

Ying Zhiqi chuckled: "If he hadn't discovered us, I wouldn't have looked at him straight. Where are you going?"

"Going to Qinggu to refine pills, to poison the nobles of Da Qin!" Han Fuyao sat on the carriage and rushed to the sky.

"Got personality!" Ying Zhiqi wasn't angry either, opened his folding fan, fanned a face full of snowflakes, had to close the fan, and also left on the carriage.

Not long after they left, by the lake of the reed marsh, a piece of dead wood jumped up, which was Heng Xian.

Looking at the direction they left, he pondered for a moment, but didn't take it to heart. He had discovered these two the day he stopped the 100,000-strong army from attacking, and there was no hostility.

His figure flashed and continued south.

The journey of six or seven hundred miles took an hour.

Heng Xian landed outside the city, looking at this "Nanyan City." Compared with Donglan City, the area was slightly smaller, but the flow of people was several times that of Donglan City!

The road was crowded with carriages and horses, cultivators, ordinary people, foreign merchants, government soldiers, and ascetic monks. Small vendors lined up in long queues. Even if the city guards didn't check them one by one, they still felt crowded and slow.

Heng Xian mixed into the crowd and followed them in, pondering to see the situation first, and then go to see his dad.

Just then, behind him, beasts roared and people were angry. A team of carriages with fresh clothes and angry horses rushed over arrogantly. Wherever they passed, the commoners couldn't dodge in time and were knocked flying everywhere.

The people in front saw this and immediately cleared a path.

The city guards also took the initiative to drive away the crowd and clear a smooth road.

Heng Xian leaned to one side, looking at the arrogant carriage team, and asked the bald middle-aged man next to him curiously: "Brother, this carriage team is?"

The bald middle-aged man pulled a few hairs on his head: "Aima! Who are you calling brother? I'm only nineteen!"

"Nine... teen?" Heng Xian looked him up and down. No matter how he looked, he didn't look under forty. He really looked old!

"Hmm, nineteen years old!" The bald man smiled proudly.

Heng Xian had to cup his hands: "Hello, handsome!"

"Handsome? This title is good!" The bald man shook his head and pointed to the carriage team, "The son, wife, and misses of the City Lord of Jinshan City, the Li family!"

Heng Xian nodded and lost interest.

Just then, another carriage team came, even more luxurious, spectacular, and arrogant.

"Baldy" was familiar, pulled him to introduce: "Look, look, this is the wife, son, and miss of the Chen family, the City Lord of Liuzhou City! Ha, there will be excitement this year! The winter hunt of the twenty-one cities!"

(End of chapter)