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11. The White Robbed Sage.

Xue Nei carefully looked at the Dragon Lord River and said: ”I wonder if Young Master Long has any advice for me?”

The Dragon King replied politely, ”I would never dare to give you advice, but I have a request.”

Xue Nei had a puzzled look on his face as he said: ”Young Master Long, if you have anything to say, just tell me.”

Dragon Lord River pointed at Sima Feng and said, ”I want to take this man away.”

Xue Nei was even more confused as he said: ”What's special about a death row like that actually made Young Master of the Wandering Dragon Castle travel a thousand miles without a care?”

Dragon Lord River laughed and said: ”This is a secret of the Roaming Dragon Castle, please forgive me, King Xue Du.”

Xue Nei looked at the well-mannered young man and sighed to himself: ”This young man has such a demeanor at such a young age and is quite scheming. Just now, I saw him catch the medicine leaf with two of his fingers. He must have seen me and Brother Bian Zong being injured, so there's no one to be afraid of.

Xue Nei thought for a moment before he smiled and said: ”Originally, Young Master of Wandering Dragon Castle wanted this person. I Xue Nei will not dare to slight him, but this person does not belong to me.”. Then, Xue Nai glanced at the Duke of Qingzhou, Liu Ming, who was sitting in the middle of the stage and said, ”Sima Feng was captured by the Duke of Qingzhou, you should ask him for him.”

Dragon Lord River respectfully said: ”This little one also feels that it should be like this, but since Poison King Xue has already won the Poison Hall, then this person should be his. The life and death power should be in the hands of the Poison King, do you think I should change my mind and come back to ask you for him?”

Xue Nei smiled coolly and said: ”Forget it, I'll just hand this person over to the young master of the castle.”

Dragon Lord River smiled, cupped his hands and said: ”This little one thanks King Xue Du here.”

Xue Nei originally did not want to make enemies with Wandering Dragon Castle, so he might as well go along with the flow and sell his love.

Ah Feng, who had been standing behind the Dragon Lord River all this time, grabbed Sima Feng up and looked at Jun He.

Dragon Lord River looked at Ah Feng, then turned his head and said: ”In that case, this little one will take his leave first, I hope that King Xue Du can come to the Wandering Dragon Castle when he is free.”

Xue Nai also cupped his hands and said, ”Please.”

Long Junhe turned, ready to step down, and Feng followed. The two of them had just taken two steps when they felt something approaching them from behind. The Dragon Lord River quickly turned to the side and pulled Feng along. The two of them turned to the side and in the next instant, a sword Qi slashed across their faces and landed on the wall, creating a hole in the wall.

When the Dragon King's River saw the terrifying sword aura, he could not help but suck in a breath of cold air. He turned around and suppressed the Qi in his dantian as he said: ”Which expert is making such a big joke out of Xiao Ke?”

As he finished his sentence, the echoes continued to echo unceasingly.

Everyone was shocked and turned to look in the direction of the sword Qi. They saw about twenty or so handsome young men in white sitting on a roof. They looked lazy and their right index fingers were pointing towards the Dragon Lord River.

”Who is this?”

”Isn't he too arrogant?” Young master who attacked the Wandering Dragon Castle, are you courting death? ”

”This year's poison conference is really chaotic.”

”I don't care, I finally got the right person today!”

Everyone looked at the white-clothed scholar on the rooftop ten zhang away as they broke out into a flurry of discussion.

Lu Zeng looked at the white-clothed scholar and frowned, as if he was displeased.

Bian Jie and Xue Nei's mouths were wide open in disbelief.

The duke of Green Prefecture was even more furious. He pulled Xizhi to the side and said something to him. He nodded to the west and left the scene in a hurry.

Chu Ming looked at the white-clothed scholar and suddenly felt a sense of familiarity. He thought back to the day he met Hundred Spirits, the man who was reciting the tragic poem on the street was him!

Dragon Lord River looked at the white-clothed scholar and raised his eyebrows, saying, ”I didn't know that the Saint Thief Bai Zhanfeng would come here. I apologize for my rudeness!”

That's right, that white-clothed scholar was the infamous Thief Saint Bai Zhanfeng. Regardless of combat abilities or movement techniques, he was unrivalled in the world. This person was only twenty-six years old, five feet four inches tall. He was handsome, graceful, and had an extraordinary bearing.

”Bai Zhanfeng? Stealing Saint Bai Zhanfeng? ”

”Hey, hey, hey. The poison gathering this time is really bustling with noise and excitement!”

”Indeed, our trip here was not in vain. Within a day, we have been able to see a few famous people of the martial arts world!”

”Shh, quiet down. Listen to what he has to say!”