Reply Revenge of the Swordsman

Reply Revenge of the Swordsman
The road to Pohai


Everyone present in that place was now looking towards Siok Lan with their mouths agape and wide eyes full of astonishment and admiration.


They knew that the members of the red silk belt beggars were highly educated people, moreover, the two beggars were old and the clothes were one patch which meant that the two grandfathers were level one figures who were certainly very shrewd.


But in a flash had been kicked by this young man and in front of them two figures admitted the shrewdness of the young man.


When they heard Siok Lan's words, their admiration intensified and the nickname of the shadow God became a byword ever since.


After the incident at the restaurant, Siok Lan and Xiao Yu set foot to the dock to find a boat for rent to sail up to Pohai Bay, however, no boatman wants to rent his boat for a long distance cruise.


"We just did a cruise along Huang ho and before we arrived, we were back here. In a time like this right now, who would dare to cross the canal?"


That was the average answer of the boatman so that it irritated Siok Lan's heart.


"Damn it!" the Scolding of Siok Lan


"A cowardly and cowardly boatman! If no one dares to drive, I'll just buy the boat and we'll paddle ourselves!" siok Lan exclaimed in annoyance.


Xiao Yu only smiled, looking at the young man he loved who was upset.


"Don't worry young master. I think with adequate payment there will also be a boatman who dares to take us there" said Xiao Yu by commenting on his smile.


There was a fisherman who knew Siok Lan while at the restaurant, and he offered his services.


"Lord of the Gods shadow, come with me. Hopefully you both fit in with my boat, and I'll take you where you want to go." said the fisherman kindly.


"Oh, may! let's show you where your boat is!" reply Siok Lan who was also friendly.


And the other fishermen, surprised to hear the coming of the Shadow of God. Because they had previously heard the prowess of the shadow God but had yet to meet his person.


And now they flock to come and offer their boats for the mighty maiden to sail to Pohai.


"Yu Tian you chose a boat that was good enough to tell the owner that we would rent it all the way to Pohai and dare to pay dearly. In addition, tell him that he does not have to worry or fear. If there are pirates in the middle of the road, I will certainly exterminate them. If any soldiers dare to interfere in that canal, let me tear them apart. So I guarantee the safety of the boatman and the boatman!" siok Lan said to his servant.


Hearing this gallant speech, the more the merchants and fishermen who were there.


Meanwhile Xiao Yu let out a long sigh and his heart was agitated.


He knew that his intelligence Ang Ci and Ang Sun was quite high, let alone against the two of them, against each other alone was not necessarily Siok Lan won.


And Xiao Yu was also amazed at the two beggars who apparently understood that he wanted to keep himself a secret, so the two beggars did not urge him and they knew they had admitted defeat and left.


But he also knew that they were curious and would report this to their chairman. The next trip was not as smooth and easy as Siok Lan had guessed what else coupled with the attitude of the young man who was arrogant.


With the praise of the name of the Shadow God to the height of the sky, it will certainly provoke many people who want to test it.


Xiao Yu chose a boat belonging to a boatman who first offered his boat. Where the boatman was approximately forty years old, tall and strong.


Siok Lan then jumped onto the boat, escorted by the people who were there with amazed eyes. Xiao Yu had also boarded the boat.


"Ahhh, what fear. Anyway, we don't mean to be mean to others! If anyone else wants to do evil, I will take him and I will exterminate him so that the world will be cleaner!" replied Siok Lan loudly.


This answer was greeted by the cheers of the preachers who considered this young man very strong, but his servant was very timid.


Depart the boat to the middle of the river followed by cries from the river bank,


"Goodbye, Shadow of the Gods!"


"Live the Shadow of the Gods...!"


Siok Lan stood at the head of the boat, his left hand on his waist felt the handle of the sword, his right hand waving towards his admirers by the river.


How handsome and dashing, while only being able to shake his head and sigh.


"Based on crazy youth! But it turns out I'm even crazier, because I'm crazy for a crazy young man! ha...ha.!":the words in Xiao Yu's heart that were smiling to themselves.


The boat glides steadily, keeping the river flowing plus the push of the boatman's paddle to Pohai.


...****...


Meanwhile, the young man who nicknamed the demon red fan, with his trademark wearing red clothes ran staggered up a hill.


His body was limp and his clothes and tangled hair, decomposed with a portion covering his pale face.


He was wounded, but he did not care about his wounds and his tired body did not care about him, and his clothes were tangled.


The young man kept stumbling along, sometimes running forward like a blind man. He is blinded by his own tears, blinded by heartbreak, by regret, by shame and heartbreak.


That night though the moon was bright, but the way up the hill was very difficult, the moonlight was less than enough to illuminate the cobblestoned path with the edge of the gaping abyss like the mouth of death ready to accept death.


But the woman walked on, going up the hill aimlessly.


As has been told before, Satan Kipas Merah or Siauw Hu is a young man who is a brother and beloved disciple of Siauw bo.


In addition to inheriting the silat of his high teacher, also inherited his bad nature, namely the fondness of indulgence and vent lust. Even in this habit of venting lust, Siauw Hu was fiercer than his teacher.


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