The two-day itinerary is not long or short, and it just passes like this.

In the past two days, Zhang Xuan has been calling Lin Juhan, but Zhang Xuan found that Lin Juhan seemed to have blocked his number and had turned off any time he called. On social software, Zhang Xuan also sent countless friend applications, but failed.

Zhang Xuan sighed and turned off his phone. His number could not be used when he arrived in Yanjing, and it was easy to be found.

For those big families, a little bit of trouble can enter their eyeliner. Although Zhang Xuan is powerful, his opponent is not a fool. If Zhang Xuan uses Yinzhou's number again, at this time, the other party can easily associate him.

The train arrived at Yanjing Station at 7 pm.

During the two-day itinerary, Zhu Ling held Zhang Xuan to chat every day and got along pretty well.

"Little brother, let's go. Please have a good meal. By the way, I'll introduce you to a beautiful sister to meet you. I'll tell you that I'm quite loyal." Zhu Ling patted his little breasts and made a bold expression.

"Okay." Zhang Xuan nodded.

After meeting the killer on the train, Zhang Xuan thought to contact the Zhu family and ask them to protect the little princess in the family. Zhang Xuan didn't know what the killer was. He could never see this old friend's pearl in his hand in danger.

Zhu Ling jumped and jumped in front of Zhang Xuan, left the train station, and took a taxi.

"Master, go to Route 3."

Route 3?

When Zhang Xuan heard this address, he could think of who the sister Zhu Ling told him was.

Nangong Yu!

The eldest lady of the Nangong family.

Zhu Ling came to Yanjing, and she was the one who could find him.

Unlike small third-tier cities like Yinzhou, places like Yanjing can be called crouching tigers and hidden dragons. Whether it is the Su family or the Nangong family, they all have the background of the ancient martial arts family.

Road No. 3 is in the center of Yanjing, and a taxi stops in front of a community called Fucheng.

Zhang Xuan glanced at the door of the community, and the word "magnanimity" emerged unconsciously in his heart.

The Gongshi Gate can accommodate ten people walking in side by side. There is a stone lion standing on each side of the gate, which is lifelike.

The Fucheng is a very famous community in Yanjing. The average price of houses here is about 95,000 yuan per square meter, which is prohibitive. People living here are either rich or noble.

Zhu Ling was standing in front of the community gate with her small bag on her back and waiting.

After a while, a tall beauty appeared in Zhang Xuan's sight.

A black hair was draped behind her head, and with every step she walked, the hair would jump gently. She was wearing a white long skirt with Hanfu style and a silver jade hairpin was inserted on her hair. If others spread this style, it would definitely attract a strange look, but on her body, it made people feel that such a woman should dress up like this. The temperament she carries gives people the feeling that only one word, immortal.

The woman walked up to Zhu Ling and spoke gently. Her voice was like a valley orchid, like a song, "My girl Zhu, you ran out again without hiding it from your grandfather, right?"

The woman's clear and bright pupils were as bright as stars. She smiled slightly and her eyes narrowed into crescent shapes, as if the charm of the moon was revealed.

Zhu Ling pouted her little mouth cutely, her little face full of grievances, "The old man doesn't let me come out to play, I can only sneak out by myself. Sister Yu, you can't tell my grandpa."

"You." Nangong Yu stretched out his jade finger and gently tapped Zhu Ling's forehead, "When will you not let your grandfather worry?"

Zhu Ling playfully stuck out her tongue, "By the way, Sister Yu, this is Brother Zhang Xuan."

Nangong Yu reached out to Zhang Xuan, "Hello, I'm Nangong Yu."

"Hello." Zhang Xuan gently held Nangong Yu's tender gusts and looked at the other party's impeccable face. After calculation, he hadn't seen her in nearly three years.

Zhang Xuan could still clearly remember the last time she met Nangong Yu. She didn't look like Miss Nangong at all. She wanted to lift her mask and even force her to death. In the end, Zhang Xuan didn't take off her mask and asked her, "All those who have seen the Hell Walker must die. Do you want to die?"

Zhang Xuan can even recall Nangong Yu's fearful expression at that time.

"Brother Zhang Xuan, why are you laughing at?" Zhu Ling tilted his head and looked at Zhang Xuan with curiosity.

"Do I have it?" Zhang Xuan hurriedly restrained the smile on his face. As soon as he thought of what happened before, he laughed unconsciously.

"Of course there is, the smile is obvious. Are you fascinated by Sister Yu? Let me tell you, Sister Yu doesn't have a boyfriend yet." Zhu Ling kept winking at Zhang Xuan.

Nangong Yu reached out and patted Zhu Ling's forehead, "You girl, you like to make fun of me, tell me, which big meal you want to have."

Zhu Ling's head was like a rattle, "I won't have a big meal, I'm going to watch the fight."

When Nangong Yu heard this, he sighed helplessly, "Girl, if you don't eat, your friend must eat it. After the meal, you can let your friend go to rest early. Let's go to see the fight again, how about it?"

Zhu Ling glanced at Zhang Xuan and was about to say OK, but Zhang Xuan took the lead in speaking, "It's okay, I'm not hungry either. Let's go and watch the fight first, and you can eat after watching it."

When Zhang Xuan finished saying this, it was obvious that Nangong Yu's face became a little unfair.

What Nangong Yu said just now is this so-called fight, and he doesn't want to take Zhang Xuan there.

The things of the ancient martial arts family are not understood by ordinary people, and the people of the ancient martial arts family will not bring ordinary people to participate.

If Zhang Xuan hadn't met those two killers before, he wouldn't bother to watch some fight with these two girls. Although the disciples of the Guwu family fought fiercely, in Zhang Xuan's eyes, they would still play house like children.

However, now that he knows that Zhu Ling is in danger, Zhang Xuan naturally cannot leave casually. When will the Zhu family come and when will he leave?

Zhu Ling looked at Nangong Yu with some embarrassment, "Sister Yu, why don't we go together."

"Oh." Nangong Yu sighed, "I really admire you, so let's go."

Zhu Ling said that seeing the place where the fight was not a hidden place, but a fighting club.

Almost all members of this fighting club are disciples of the ancient martial arts family.
Chapter completed!