Yu Ziqing didn't want him to follow him, because it would be dangerous to follow him. But he didn't seem to be afraid of anything, he was just obsessed with competing with himself.

Should I call him stupid or a martial arts idiot?

"Okay." Yu Ziqing smiled weakly. He put the sword back into its scabbard and took a long breath.

"Isn't that right! After you are safe, I will have a good fight with you. By then, I will never show mercy!" Li Zongsheng's face was filled with an excited smile.

"Let's go." Yu Ziqing didn't answer him, and his whereabouts were as straightforward as ever.

It was getting slightly drunk, and the two of them were planning to stay overnight in this town.

The turmoil in Xiushui Tower has not affected the lives of people here. The busy market is still noisy and filled with countless strange treasures.

"Selling candied haws on a stick, delicious candied haws on a stick!"

"Let's take a walk and take a look! A set of the Four Treasures of the Study, which are the same style as those of the No. 1 Scholar, only costs one or two silver!" the small merchant shouted energetically. It is not easy for anyone to live in this city full of competition.

Li Zongsheng and Yu Ziqing picked her up from the downtown area. One was in white clothes, spotless, and the other was in gray robes, floating in the wind, and seemed incompatible with everything around them.

"Hey, do you think this mask looks like you? They all like to keep a straight face." Li Zongsheng suddenly saw a mask with a white face and red phoenix eyes, and a bitter mouth painted on it, as if someone owed him dozens of taels of silver.

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"Your Majesty, you have such a good eye. This is a mask that I drew by myself. It only costs four cents a piece, and it is absolutely the same!" The mask seller is also a scholar, and he makes a living in this small town by relying on his skills.

"Childish." Yu Zi gave Li Zongsheng an innocent look, "But you really should wear a mask. If someone discovers that you are a disciple of Shushan in the future, it may not only affect you, but also damage the image of Shushan."

"Oh, you're right, let me take a look!" Li Zongsheng spotted one among the colorful flowers at a glance, "What do you think of this? Do you hate evil as much as I do?"

The mask has a black face and silken eyebrows, solemn and solemn. He looks like a general galloping on a battlefield.

"Then don't you wear a mask? Aren't you afraid of being recognized by others?" Li Zongsheng suddenly remembered something.

"I am what they call the King of Hell. Have you ever seen the King of Hell wearing a mask?" Yu Ziqing glared at Li Zongsheng again and left.
Chapter completed!