I Am the Righteous Master

"For these days, you paid me for massage..." Cheng Yingshuang crossed her arms.

The broad beans were golden and crisp, with a faint smell of powder on Cheng Yingshuang's body. Jiang Yun swallowed the broad beans: "I think we can add more..."

Cheng Yingshuang handed over a shaved sugar cane and gagged him.

Gu Yuqing looked at the scene in front of her, smiled and said nothing.

Walking along the busiest long street, I also watched the lanterns.

It was still early, and Jiang Yun rented a painting boat. He was not short of money now, so he picked a delicate and beautiful one, and walked along the river.

The largest brothel in Qingyun City [Yicui Building], every year when the city celebrates, a poetry meeting will be held in the city's [Sancai Lake].

This is also a business plan. At that time, Yicuilou will invite talented people in the city to take a painting boat to Sancai Lake. After fighting poetry, they will also fight for wealth.

Sitting beside him were three beauties who were all over the country and the city. Jiang Yun naturally had no interest in this, but he really wanted to join in the fun and see the world.

The canal is extremely wide, and the painting boat travels along the river, passes through a fork, and enters Sancai Lake.

There are already many boats in the lake, including tall painted boats and small awning boats.

There is a building boat moored in the center of the lake, with lanterns powered by spirit stones hanging on it, and more than ten painted boats around it.

Jiang Yun and the others floated slowly on the lake, and soon a luxuriously decorated painting boat passed them.

Standing at the bow of the boat was an aristocratic young man, holding a folding fan with one hand behind his back.

A few other people who looked like house slaves were behind him, highlighting him with spirit stone lamps.

"Brother is also here to participate in the talent meeting?"

Mr. Gao Guang turned his head and cupped his hands towards Jiang Yun.

But after he saw Jiang Yun, he suddenly felt upset.

The young man in front of him was about the same age as him, but he was very handsome, handsome without losing his masculinity. In terms of appearance alone, he could outshine himself.

What is even more outstanding is the temperament of the other party, warm and moist as jade, as light as the dust, full of awe-inspiring righteousness.

As soon as he stood there, he felt like a spring breeze, and everything around him seemed to dim.

Just when Mr. Gao Guang felt that the light on his body had been sucked away and was secretly unhappy, Jiang Yun smiled at him:

"Your brother is right."

The spring breeze turns into rain, and the warmth gives birth to light.

Young Master Gao Guang looked at this smile and felt as if his heartbeat had missed a beat.

The mountains rise and stop, the scenery stops.

He felt that his whole being was purified, as if he saw the "Tao" he was pursuing.

He was ashamed of his little jealousy.

"Ah... that, yes."

Mr. Gao Guang's heart was pounding, and a desire to seek Tao emerged spontaneously...

"Master, son?"

The servant beside him looked at it, and felt that something was wrong with the young master.

"It's okay, I'm fine."

As soon as Mr. Gao Guang raised his hand, the oiran stopped looking and stood by the side of the boat, wanting to chat with the brother next to him.

Then he glanced inadvertently, and seemed to see something white floating in the water.

Take a closer look.

It was a broken, slender arm of a woman.

Chapter 130 Mr. Dean, Demon, Killing Night

"Mom!"

The young master was so frightened that Huarong turned pale, he came to his senses on the spot, his feet were unsteady, and he fell headlong.

Jiang Yun stepped forward, poked the saber in his hand, and the scabbard pressed against the opponent's heart, pushing him back.

He condensed a mana rope in his hand, and lifted that arm up——

It was obviously a woman's arm, it was slender and white, and the stubble at the broken part was new, with blood seeping out.

Jiang Yun's eyes narrowed slightly, and he traced the trace of blood in the water, until he came to the center of the lake, in the oiran building and boat.

There was no wind at the foot of the boat, and it sailed towards the center of the lake. Together with the noble sons of the big families in the city, they surrounded the boat in the center.

Some people can't wait to say:

"At this time in previous years, the poetry meeting has already started, why is it so late this year?"

"Could it be that this year is a bit special, the oiran girl in Yicui Tower needs to prepare more?"

Someone guessed.

"It's strange, have you seen Young Master Lin?" A noble young man looked around, "He is a loyal supporter of Mrs. Hua Kui, why didn't you come today?"

On the first floor of the building deck, a door was pushed open, and the old lady in redwood came out, smiling and saying:

"Young masters, don't be in a hurry, the snow girl is preparing in the boat, and this old man..."

At this moment, a mutation occurred!

"Bam—"

A loud bang.

The top of the building exploded with a bang.

A tall figure smashed through the building and flew out from the top floor, splashing wood chips and debris.

Someone exclaimed, the top floor of this building is the room of the lady of Yicui Building!

The lights on the lake were brightly lit, and someone shone the light on the top of the building. In the night, one could clearly see the appearance of that figure.

He was born extremely tall, wearing an ill-fitting brocade robe, his black hair was like a waterfall, but messy like weeds, under the broken hair, one could see a pair of red, beast-like eyes.

What was even more ferocious was the lower half of the face that was not covered by the broken hair, under the protruding canine teeth, there was a white arm in its mouth.

"This is... a demon!"

A well-informed monk recognized the squatting figure on the building boat, and his eyes showed horror.

Jiang Yun frowned slightly, looking at the "human devil" on the roof of the boat.

He knew this kind of thing. Human demons are a kind of monsters. If a monk goes mad, he may turn into a human demon.

Most of the humans and demons don't recognize their relatives, they only have beast-like instincts, they are born bloodthirsty and bloodthirsty, and they have no humanity at all.

"Roar--"

That figure squatted on the roof of the building, threw out the arm in his mouth, and Yang Tian let out a beast-like roar.

Then, using all four limbs together, he jumped up and rushed towards a Yicuilou painting boat around the building boat.

Jiang Yun frowned slightly, turned to Cheng Yingshuang and said:

"Master Uncle will take care of it for me, I'll go back as soon as I go."

"Ah."

Cheng Yingshuang nodded. With Jiang Yun's cultivation, she was not worried about any danger.

The next moment, Jiang Yun stepped into the void, used escape techniques, and went straight to the painting boat.

There were two other figures who appeared at the same time as him.

One is an old man with a goatee, he can be around sixty years old, and his body is well groomed, while the other is a woman.

The old man wears a wide-sleeved and broad-clothed robe, and walks on foot, even if he walks in the air, he is extremely chic.

The woman was not so flashy, she wore a veil, walked in the air like walking on flat ground, and came to the painting boat in just a few breaths.

These two people are both in the divine tower realm, the old man is the third heaven of the divine tower, and the woman is the second heaven of the divine tower.

When Jiang Yun was observing the two, the two also noticed the young master who came along with him.

Although they were suspicious of the origin of this young master, the three of them did not communicate with each other, but shot together to suppress Huafang.

Sensing the crisis, the demon let out a roar, kicked the boat down suddenly, and rushed up, but was beaten down by the three of them.

With a "bang", the demon vomited blood from his mouth, and his body hit the deck heavily.

The three of them cast spells and fixed the body of the demon. This demon was only at the peak of the four extremes. In the eyes of ordinary monks, it might be a big murderer, but in the hands of the three of them, it couldn't pass a round at all.

Two men and a woman stood still on the painting boat and surrounded the demons.

Among the three, the old man with a goatee looked at Jiang Yun and cupped his hands:

"Old Qingniu Academy Yu Xiuming, dare to ask Your Excellency Gao's name?"

Although the other party looked very young, Yu Xiuming did not dare to belittle him in the slightest.

"I belong to the Liu family in Qingyun City, Liu Yingying."

The veiled woman also reported her identity.

Jiang Yun cupped his hands:

"Sanxiu Jiang Chengdao, invited by the Jia family in Qingyun City, came here as a guest."

"So it is."

Yu Xiuming nodded slightly.

As for how much he believed in, Jiang Yun didn't know.

The three exchanged pleasantries for a while, and they got to know each other. This Liu Yingying is one of the four major families in Qingyun City, the head of the Liu family.

And Yu Xiuming is one of the three vice presidents of Qingniu Academy.

Qingniu Academy has three vice-principals, who are the three disciples of the old principal [Song], [Bamboo] and [Mei].