C10 Drunken Dream Chu Yizhen Ran away

Zhuge Fei calmly waved the paper fan. Everything seemed to be under his control, as if he had seen through everything. Chu Yizhen smiled slyly, and his eyes shone like a cunning fox.

"This person has just won a row of battles, and no one dared to accept the challenge when he clamored in the arena. If I didn't go on the arena, I'm afraid that the winner would have been him a long time ago. So, I request that I go this far. If I can defeat him, then the arena competition will end here, and the Su family will take me in. If he wins, then it's the opposite."

Zhuge Fei pondered for a moment, and then he agreed. He was rather straightforward. "Alright, then Young Master Chu, hurry up and let us witness your peerless divine skill."

"Alright!" Chu Yizhen rolled up his sleeves and cleared his throat. He was ready to show off his skills. Everyone on the scene wanted to see what martial arts techniques this dog skin plaster seller had learned. Indeed, Chu Yizhen disappeared in the blink of an eye. Everyone below the stage exclaimed and rubbed their eyes, but Chu Yizhen had indeed disappeared. He was clearly still on the stage.

The middle-aged man looked around vigilantly. Suddenly, a black shadow flashed past. The sound of clothes brushing against the air was heard. The middle-aged man immediately looked in the direction of the black shadow. His left leg, which was behind his kneecaps, suddenly received a blow. It was as if he had been electrocuted. He felt numb and could not help but kneel forward.

This kneel scared everyone. When did the dog skin plaster attack? Why did they not see it at all! Could it be that he could turn invisible?

Everyone felt a wave of suspicion and looked at each other in dismay. None of them were able to figure out what was going on. In the blink of an eye, the middle-aged man's face actually pressed against the ground. Chu Yizhen, who had appeared out of nowhere, stepped on his back and firmly suppressed him.

The middle-aged man tried to fight back, but he was suppressed to the point that he could not move. He held his hands on the ground and exerted all his strength. His body was still motionless. Chu Yizhen leisurely drank the wine in the gourd and looked at him with a smile. The middle-aged man's face turned red. He didn't move for a moment, and finally laid down on the ground.

"I lost."

When they heard the middle-aged man admit defeat, everyone revealed expressions of disbelief, and they seemed as if they hadn't recovered from their shock. At this moment, a gorgeous carriage had already stopped beneath the arena. Zhuge Fei stood in front of the carriage and cupped his hands as a sign of respect, and he smiled elegantly as if he was a scholar. "Please."

Chu Yizhen chuckled. He carried his wooden chest, took the flag, and arrived at the edge of the arena. He crooked his finger at Zhuge Fei. Zhuge Fei did not understand what he meant. He thought that he had something to say, so he walked up. Who knew that Chu Yizhen only said, "Hehe, please help me down."

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Zhuge Fei did not deny Chu Yizhen's face. He really helped him up. Chu Yizhen landed safely on the ground and patted Zhuge Fei's shoulder to express his gratitude. However, in fact, he secretly increased his strength. It was obvious that he wanted to take revenge. Zhuge Fei knew about it, but he did not say anything. He still looked indifferent. If he really bickered with him, it would make him look petty.

Seeing that Zhuge Fei couldn't do anything to him, Chu Yizhen couldn't help but feel good. He hurriedly cupped his fists at the crowd and shouted.

"Thank you for your care, and thank you for your kindness, Young Master Su. From now on, I will do my best for the Su Mansion."

A round of applause was heard. Chu Yizhen lifted his robe and strode into the sedan. The curtain fell and the sedan rose. The sedan swayed for a while. Chu Yizhen opened the curtain and looked out. A cold breeze blew across his face and gently tugged at the corner of his clothes.

At this moment, they had already walked out of the city. The beautiful scenery along the way was like a fairyland in the mortal world. The green willow trees formed a shade and the wind blew against the sun. It was not cold at all. It was the good season of spring in March. The thin willows along the shore of Little Jade Lake swayed along with the wind. The tips of the leaves touched the shore, and the land was full of green and full of vitality.

The small green lake was sparkling, and the mist was ethereal. The immortal energy was endless. As the saying went, a mountain and river nurtured a person. The immortal energy that Su Nansheng exuded from inside and outside definitely had something to do with the immortal energy of the small green lake.

Thinking of this, Chu Yizhen couldn't help but laugh. He was still free in the martial world, free and unrestrained. The politics were like a cage, difficult to enter and exit. The wind was getting colder and colder, and Chu Yizhen's eyes revealed a rare sadness. He could see through everything, but other people might not think so.

After Chu Yizhen took off the gourd at his waist and drank some wine, he arrived at the Su Mansion of Jade Immortal Pavilion. Zhuge Fei raised his hand and the four bearers placed the sedan at the same time. The sedan chair landed steadily, but the bearers did not leave. The four bearers looked at Zhuge Fei at the same time, waiting for him to give the order. Zhuge Fei stayed outside the sedan chair for a while, but there was still no movement inside for a long time.

"Young Master Chu, we are here. Please get off the palanquin."

There was no response from the palanquin for a long time. Zhuge Fei was silent for a moment and said, "Sorry for the lack of manners." He used his feather fan to slightly lift the curtain of the carriage. When he looked inside, he found that there was no one in the carriage.