Just as Zhao Ji's palm was about to slap the top of Zhang San's head, a rusty long sword suddenly appeared and slashed towards Zhao Ji's palm.

  Zhao Ji's face suddenly turned pale. At this moment, if she insisted on taking Zhang San's life, her palm would have to be cut off, but how could she bear it?

  In a flash of lightning, Zhao Ji made a decision, and prioritized saving her own palm first before taking Zhang San's life.

  At this thought, Zhao Ji's toes lightly touched the ground, her body quickly retreated backwards, dodging the long sword that suddenly appeared.

  Zhao Ji stood beside the pit and watched as the person approached, seeing that they wore a coarse linen garment, their face covered with a black veil, and a long sword in hand pointing at the ground.

  "Who are you? Why are you interfering with Ming Cult's affairs?"

  Zhao Ji felt a strong sense of threat from the masked man and knew that he was definitely not a good person.

  Hehe

  The masked man's voice was hoarse and he chuckled softly: "I don't care about the Ming Cult or whatever, as long as I don't like it, I want to take action?"

  At this time, Chen Zuo withdrew his palm, and Zhang San's spear was still in its predetermined position.

  Chen Zuo took a deep breath and bowed his fist to the masked man, saying: "Thank you, senior, for lending a hand!"

  "Under the bright moonlight, Chen Liang, a left emissary of Mingjiao, and his good friend Zhang Sanqiang, do not know your honorable surname and great name, but today's kindness will be repaid in the future."

  The masked man was speechless, and this Chen Liang really had a single thread of thought, letting himself introduce his own family door, wasn't this clearly telling the other party his own name?

  What's the point of wearing a mask then?

  The masked man asked Chen Liang: "Can we leave?"

  Chen Liang hastily replied: "Okay!"

  The masked man said: "You go first, I'll cover your retreat!"

  Chen Liang knew that the masked man was unwilling to reveal his name, and didn't decline, thanking him again: "Thank you for your great kindness, elder. Today's favor will definitely be repaid in the future!"

  Chen Liang said as he grabbed Zhang San's gun and slung it over his shoulder, calling out to the Ming Cult members to retreat, then rushed into the night.

  "Where is he going?"

  Zhao Ji and Qiu Qianzhen simultaneously let out a loud shout, flying towards Chen Liang's direction as he fled.

  "Hmph!"

  The masked man let out a cold snort, his body moved swiftly, like lightning, and in an instant he appeared in front of Zhao Ji and Qiu Qianzhen, blocking their way. At the same time, he swung his long sword horizontally, forcing Zhao Ji and Qiu Qianzhen to retreat.

  "Block me and die!"

  Qiu Qianzhen let out a loud shout, and his two palms turned bright red as he attacked the masked man.

  "Arrived just in time, I'll also try out the power of this Iron Sand Palm!"

  The masked man said, his right hand sheathing the long sword, and his left hand clenched into a fist.

  "Great Devil Fist!"

  The masked man let out a low growl, his fist colliding with Qiu Qianren's iron sand palm, and the powerful internal force instantly sent Qiu Qianren flying backward, spitting blood.

  At the same time, the masked man's right hand wielded a long sword that slashed horizontally, with the sword energy piercing through and clashing with Zhao Ji's long sword. The powerful air waves cut through the air, causing it to emit a loud explosive sound.

  Zhao Ji was known as the Sword Saint of the South Sea. Her swordsmanship was indeed profound, but even so, it would still be enough to scare Zhao Ji half to death.

  This person can actually project his sword energy externally; when did such a terrifying figure appear in the Jianghu?

  Could it be a hermit or a superior being?

  Even if the masked man was a high-ranking hidden world expert, Zhao Ji didn't plan to let Zhang San Gun off. She saw her arms open at the same time, and her mouth shouted: "Qian Kun Da Nuo Yi!"

  As soon as Zhao Ji's words fell, her body suddenly disappeared. When she reappeared, she was already a zhang away.

  Seeing this scene, the masked man was stunned for a moment. Could this Qiankun Dahuang actually traverse space?

  Isn't the change in the Mu Rong family's fortunes too great?

  A masked man stretched out his hand, a burst of energy shot out from his fingers and instantly hit Zhao Ji's Lingtai acupoint, instantly fixing her in place.

  The masked man glanced at Zhao Ji, then looked at Qiu Qianren and Shangguan Jianan who had already been injured, his figure flickered, and he left the West Lake shore.

  A dark figure suddenly appeared in a small alley thousands of meters away from West Lake.

  The black shadow removed his veil and revealed a slightly immature face. No mistake, this was Yang Chengye.

  It's said that Yang Chengye wasn't with Nalan Yanran when they left, so why did he return and also save Zhang Sanqiang and the Ming Cult group?

  After Yang Chengye was pulled away by Nalan Xiangran, to express his gratitude to Nalan Xiangran, Yang Chengye invited Nalan Xiangran to go to the night market.

  Nalan Xingde readily agreed that women from Jin country were more open-minded, they had not been confined by Confucianism, especially the ideas of Zhu Xi.

  Nalan Yanran and Yang Chengye chatted and laughed along the way, soon becoming familiar with each other.

  During the Southern Song Dynasty, Lin'an had a population of over one million, with streets crisscrossing, shops standing in great numbers, and vendors filling the ground, its prosperity even surpassing that of Bianjing (the capital city) during the Northern Song Dynasty.

  Unlike the Tang Dynasty with strict curfews, the Song Dynasty had relatively lenient control over its citizens. This was even more so in Southern Song, thus giving rise to a unique spectacle of Lin'an in Southern Song - night markets.

  Both Song dynasties had their capitals with mixed residential and commercial areas, with markets along the streets. Business hours could be from dawn to midnight or even all night long, especially in Lin'an, the capital of Southern Song.

  Night markets are mainly composed of wine houses, tea houses, song and dance halls, brothels, theaters, small food stalls, and small commodity retailing, including catering industry, entertainment industry, prostitution industry and other formats.

  It brings together diverse consumption of goods, services, entertainment, leisure and culture, with both fixed business premises and semi-fixed stalls, as well as mobile vendors.

  In the Southern Song Dynasty's Lin'an night market, there was a very eye-catching phenomenon, that is, the food industry was particularly developed. The snacks in the night market were rich and colorful, with some selling southern cuisine, others selling northern cuisine, and each having its own specialized stall for sale.

  In the snack stalls on the night market, most of them offer various grades of white wine, and customers can choose at will.

  In addition to the diverse flavors of northern and southern snacks, night markets also have stalls selling various trinkets such as intricate silk fans, yellow grass lanterns, fragrant sachets, agarwood rosary beads, five-colored flower lanterns, paper-cut flowers, and five-colored paper money.

  Yang Chengye had always yearned for the night markets of Lin'an in Southern Song Dynasty, but unfortunately he was living in modern times and couldn't witness the prosperity of Lin'an's night market.

  Now back in ancient times, and still in Southern Song Dynasty, how can I not go for a stroll in the night market?

  At this time, Nalan Yanran seemed to have changed into a different person. Just now, she was waving her long whip, driving away the government soldiers and saving Yang Chengye with such a heroic and refreshing appearance. Now, however, she seemed like a little sister from next door, following behind Yang Chengye.

  Yang Chengye was also confused by Nalan Yanran's sudden change in attitude.

  Yang Chengye pulled Nalan Xiangxiang to watch the night market scene, constantly eating all kinds of snacks, with oil dripping from their mouths, having a great time.

  Then Yang Chengye and Nalan Yanran came to a stall selling various pastries, Yang Chengye ordered many pastries and said to Nalan Yanran: "Miss Nalan, I have some personal matters to attend to, you eat first."

  Upon hearing this, Nalan's face turned red and she nodded slightly.

  Yang Chengye casually changed into a set of clothes at the night market, covered his face with a black veil, and sprinted towards West Lake using his divine footwork.