Jinguancheng North Station can go straight along a north-south street for about half an hour to reach Fuhe, and besides, with the foot power of Wushuang and Huangfuyi, even if the speed is deliberately controlled, it is a lot faster than ordinary people.

Because of his perennial martial arts practice, Wushuang walks in a tiger's style, habitually walking faster and faster, and he doesn't care about his surroundings at all, and investigating the situation has never been his forte, he just walks along a straight line.

Huang Fu Yi has been secretly watching the surroundings, walking all the way, leaving no trace to sweep the places he passed with the corner of his eye, although he did this, it did not have the slightest effect on his speed, and he walked like a court under his feet, and he was even half a step ahead of Wushuang.

Wang Shixin followed the back at a normal speed at first, but the two people in front of him walked faster and faster, and after ten minutes, he couldn't keep up with the walk, so he had to change to trot.

In this way, the three of them finally came to Fuhe after about twenty minutes.

The Fu River flowed horizontally, and the north and south streets where Huang Fuyi and the three of them walked were cut into two sections, and they had to build a long bridge above the Fu River for people and vehicles to pass.

Huang Fuyi stopped in front of the long bridge and did not rush up.

"Old coward, don't you even dare to go on the bridge?" Wushuang teased Huang Fuyi. When he just got out of the station, Huang Fuyi refused Wang Shixin's proposal to take the subway out of fear of being attacked. At this time, the three of them stood by the bank of the river and stopped in front of the long bridge, but Huang Fuyi had no intention of going on the bridge, needless to say, Bacheng was also worried that people from the Lich Clan would suddenly rush out of the Fu River under the bridge and give them a surprise attack.

The old cowardly bag has always been so cautious, if it weren't for the last resort, he would never have seen him do anything risky. Wushuang forgot the pain of the scar, and he didn't remember that he was so frightened by Huang Fuyi that he shrunk his neck twenty minutes ago, and at this moment, he only knew that there was an opportunity to mock the old coward, so he hurriedly seized the taunt.

"At this time, the situation in Kyushu is grim, and it is not ruled out that the people of the Lich Clan will be all soldiers. If they find the slightest abnormality, I am afraid that they will not hesitate to take action and nip the danger in the bud. It's still uncertain, but we haven't been caught in the slightest bit of anything unusual by the Lich Clan's secret eyeliner since we got off the bus. Everything has to be done with care. Huang Fuyi's eyes looked along the long bridge above the Fu River to the opposite side, his eyes unconsciously narrowed slightly, the weather is very good today, and the morning sun is still a little dazzling.

"So, I don't dare to go on the bridge now. Wushuang mocked again, he looked at the traffic and people on the long bridge, and there was no suspiciousness: "In the end, it's still an old coward." ”

Huangfu Yi was surprisingly not angry, he just calmly turned his gaze to the Fuhe River below, although it was the middle of winter at this time, but Jinguancheng was located in the south, and the climate was much milder than that in the north, so the river was not frozen, but cold and flowing.

"I'm telling you why I don't dare to go up the bridge, but you just hold on to me and don't dare to go up the bridge. Huangfu Yi sighed.

"Old coward, are you stupid?" Wushuang's reaction to Huang Fuyi was a little unexpected.

"Why do you say that?" Huang Fuyi turned his head to look at him.

"In the past, if I dared to expose your shortcomings and make you angry, you would always be beaten up, and the worst thing I had to do was to scold you a few times. Just now, why weren't you angry?" Wushuang wondered. I'm still a little unaccustomed to not being beaten.

"When I saw the river, I suddenly had a bad feeling. Huang Fuyi stood there, the cold wind by the river blew the tunic on his body trembling, his white hair and white beard were also blown up gently, and the spirit of the whole person was weaker than usual, as if he had become much older all of a sudden.

"What's wrong with you?" Wushuang cautiously looked at Huangfu Yi who was standing beside him. Wang Shixin stood quietly behind them, not daring to step forward and interject. This is a small corner of the noisy city of Jinguan City, and the people who come and go frequently don't care about the three people standing on the edge of the Fu River.

"Nothing. Huangfu Yi shook his head, he turned his face to look at Wushuang's big face full of questions and worries: This idiot is even worried about me. He smiled, his old face wrinkled.

"Don't laugh, it's ugly. You should continue to blow your beard and stare at you, then I will get used to watching it a little bit. Wushuang was chilled by Huang Fuyi's smile, and he got goosebumps all over his body.

"Wushuang, how long have we known each other?" Huang Fuyi called Wushuang for the first time in more than ten years.

"It's been more than 20 years. Wushuang remembers that when he was a teenager, he was taken by his master and met Huang Fuyi for the first time.

"Twenty-four years. Huang Fuyi said affirmatively. "You were only thirteen years old at the time, and your temper was as stubborn as it is now. ”

"Stop, stop, stop talking. Wushuang suddenly felt a wave of panic in his heart.

"Why don't you let me say it?" Huang Fuyi suddenly missed the old things, and the wind by the river seemed to be a little strong, blowing his old eyes out of blood.

"I've seen martial arts, and as long as the martial arts masters in it tell the young people about nostalgia, it's basically the same as saying their last words. After the explanation, he will definitely die in the next duel. ”

"That's just a story. Huang Fuyi shook his head lightly: "In reality, there are many people who don't even have the opportunity to say their last words. ”

"Anyway, don't say it. Listen to me, or I'll beat you up. Wushuang saw that Huangfu Yi was unmoved, he still looked at himself with a smile, and added with some weakness: "Even if I can't beat you, I have to beat you." ”

"Forget it, don't talk about it. Huang Fuyi suddenly felt relieved, smiled freely, his spirit returned, and the whole person became the martial artist who cultivated to the realm of perfection and achieved the best martial arts attainments in the world. With a smile, he turned and walked into the crowd, following the bustling flow of people to the bridge.

"It's weird. "Wushuang made a fuss in the back of his head, keep up. Although Huang Fuyi regained his spirits, he always felt that this old man was not the same as before, and he couldn't say what was different.

Wang Shixin looked at these two people and wondered whether to follow. Just came to the side of the Fu River, and when he saw the surging river, it was not only Huang Fuyi who suddenly felt it, but Wang Shixin's right eyelid also began to jump.

He pinched his fingers hard, trying to calm himself down. This is Jinguan City, the stronghold of the Lich Clan, and danger is everywhere and everywhere for them.

His original purpose was not to get himself involved in this whirlpool, and then send his life here without knowing anything, he just wanted to be cheeky and lie in the Yuqing Palace, worship under Lin Yao's door, recognize such a powerful master, he is learning both powerful Taoist techniques, he doesn't need to cultivate to the top, he doesn't have such a high pursuit, and he also knows that he doesn't have that talent, just use it. With the signboard of the Yuqing Palace on his head, he can also get more respect in the night world than a mere casual practice, and then take a few rituals or prayers from time to time, and walk through the motions at will to earn some extra money.

He thinks that his nature is not bad, although he can't ask for his life for the world, but at least he can ensure that he won't bully others after he gains power. As for the bad things that have been done before, they are all forced by the situation and have to be done. In the final analysis, now I just want to worship in Yuqing Palace, so that I can have a nourishing second half of my life.

But now in this situation, it is possible to throw his life here at any time, and even the world's number one martial artist has a hunch and is ready to say his last words. Wang Shixin looked at the two people who walked on the bridge, and felt that his right eyelid was beating even more. He knew that Lin Yao wanted to come to Jinguan City by himself in order to set a threshold, so that he could retreat in difficulty.

He previously thought that there were so many masters in this Jinguan City, including the senior iron guards of the inn, several old-timers from Longhu Mountain, as well as the three real people of Yuqing Palace, including his master, and Huangfu Yi, the world's number one martial artist. In the case of such a camp pressing the city, coming to Jinguancheng is just going through the motions, how can it be dangerous? But when his heart was flustered and his eyelids were beating wildly, he suddenly became a little unresolute, and began to wonder if it would be a wrong decision for him to come to Jinguancheng.

If he slipped away like this because he was afraid of death, I believe that Lin Yao would not pursue himself, and he would be able to save his life. But if you really leave, you will never have a chance to have anything to do with Yuqing Palace in the future.

Wang Shixin weighed it like this in his heart, is it to fight hard for the rest of his life, or to save his life and die rather than live?

When he was still in a daze, he walked a little way on the bridge and suddenly found that he hadn't followed Wushuang turned around to look for it, and saw that he was still standing in a daze, so he shouted at the top of his voice: "Hey! Then why are you stunned?

Wushuang's voice was already rough, coupled with his strong internal strength, so that the voice he shouted was full and powerful, and it reached Wang Shixin's ears word for word. He was awakened, and subconsciously looked at the source of the sound, and saw Wushuang standing on the bridge, waving at him from afar.

Forget it, they're all here. Leave it to fate. Wang Shixin answered, and trotted over to the bridge.