"Chapter Two Hundred and Eight, Qin Zheng"

Xiaoyao City, outside the Ming station.

Since the Ming station, after the hanging corpse of the sage, it has become a unique scenery in Xiaoyao City, there are people who come every day, there are Daming, there are also Qing Dynasty, of course, there are monks who live by the Western Wilderness Mountains, come and go and are not lively, but no one dares to make a loud noise here, after all, the saints who hang on it are the saints of Megatron, although they are dead, but the pressure is still there.

Outside the station, there is a crimson blood line drawn around the iron pillar, which is a forbidden line, and anyone who crosses it will be shown as the enemy of the Ming Dynasty.

Today, as usual, there are monks from the south and the north of the world, with a different mood, to look at the sage who died but can still give himself a high mountain to look up, among them there is an old man with a young man, the old man looks ordinary, but the pair of eyes that occasionally open and close, to be full of seductive light, he slowly looked at Han Changsheng hanging high on the first iron pillar, a trace of loneliness flashed in his eyes, and there was also a trace of remorse, this is the young man standing next to him seemed to feel the mood of the old man, gently pulled the old man's sleeve with his hand, saw the old man looking at himself, showing snow-white teeth, and smiled innocently。

The old man looked at the young man, touched his head and said with a smile, "Grandpa is fine, it's just that it's inevitable to be a little sad to see the fate of my old friend, Xiaohan, let's go." The old man was in a bad mood, so he wanted to leave here, but he didn't want the young man to take the old man's hand, shook his head, and pointed to the gate of the Ming station.

The old man was thoughtful, he knew that his grandson was born with a kind of prophetic ability, terrifying supernatural powers, and the old man understood it like this.

Don't look at the old man ordinary, but when it comes to the most prestigious sage in the world, the old man is in the top three, he has been in the realm of the soul melting sage for more than five hundred years, and has already reached the realm of that day, but he and Cheng have the ability to predict, only that whim, but it has no effect on the monks of the same realm, which is also the reason why he didn't believe it at first, as a dignified sage, he has no such ability, let alone a demented child.

But there are always some unexpected and understandable things in the world, such as last time, Han Changsheng, the descendant of his late best friend, invited him to come forward to preside over a denunciation of Baili Lonely, at that time, he was used to Xianyun Yehe, how could he have thought about such things, but after all, he couldn't wipe off his feelings and had to agree, but at that time, this child held himself alive and dead, and he really didn't want to participate in it, so he politely refused on the grounds that the child couldn't leave his side, in his mind, with him without him, things were very easy, but it was just a holy son who had just emerged, and he was just invited to see many holy sons in the world。

At that time, he also canceled the child, and became the father of the child in ordinary people's homes, so he couldn't leave himself, but the child looked at himself very seriously, flattened the palm of his hand, and wiped it fiercely on his neck, of course the old man understood the consciousness he conveyed, that was to say that he had killed himself, and that was to amuse himself for several days.

But facts speak louder than words, and the ending shocked the whole world, shocked the entire Sage, and shocked everyone.

According to the investigation, the seven sages were defeated by one move, and they had no power to fight back, and it is still unknown what kind of sacredness this hundred miles of silence is, as if it appeared out of thin air, which is puzzling.

An exclamation brought his thoughts back to reality, he looked at the noisy place of the crowd, this look, his heart was suddenly mentioned, and he saw a team of soldiers from the Ming station, neatly walking, only to see every ten people carrying a flat shelf made of fine iron, and a corpse was flat on the shelf, the corpse was unusually heavy, making the soldiers carrying them, every step seemed difficult, as if carrying a mountain instead of a corpse, every step fell, there was a sound of hammer hitting the ore.

The old man's silent cry felt a sense of sympathy, and he wanted to scold him, but he knew that he couldn't, and he didn't have the ability, he used to think that there was nothing in this world that he couldn't do, but now he really knew it, and he couldn't do anything.

Xiao Han took the old man's hand and shook it, the old man had no intention of staying here, here he felt a kind of sorrow! What can the sage do, seeing the corpses of so many sages, he felt a chill, the center of helplessness was cold, he just wanted to leave this place early, stay away from here, this has become the tomb of the sage, how many years have not seen a sage fall, now it's good, it's only a few months, seventeen people died, this is really a ruthless man, killing the sage and slaughtering the dog, the effect of the shock is obvious, he is like this, let alone others.

The old man took Xiao Han's hand and wanted to leave, far away from this place, but he never thought that at this moment, a strong man wearing apricot yellow armor appeared in front of the two, and the person who came respectfully bowed and said. "Hello old man, the junior is the Ming Dynasty who is the commander of Zhuo Feng in Xiaoyao City, and the sage of my family has invited the old gentleman to see you. β€œ

The old man was a little annoyed, the one who could find himself, but it must be because of his mood fluctuations just now, he realized that he couldn't leave if he wanted to, he unconsciously looked at his grandson, and saw that his face was calm, and he was really relieved for no reason.

"Lead the way ahead. ”

"Sir, please. As soon as Zhuo Feng led his hand, he led the two ancestors and grandsons to the Daming station, and the people around hurriedly got out of the way.

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Zhuo Feng took the grandfather and grandson to a place, planted with a peach blossom tree in the courtyard, and turned to leave, the little Han saw no one, with curiosity to the peach blossom tree, the hand gently stroked, with a happy smile on his face, the old man was puzzled, he has not seen Xiao Han so happy for a long time, is the peach blossom tree has something else, with curiosity The old man also came to the peach blossom tree, and his eyes flashed blue.

Where is there a peach tree in front of me, the eyes are blood-red, and the blood vessels are not in the entire line of sight, and there is a huge amount of energy hidden in it, which is by no means lower than the realm of soul melting.

"Let Daoyou wait for a long time. ”

With the words, the vision in front of him disappeared, the old man looked back, only to see three feet in front of him, I don't know when a person appeared, he was wearing a gray robe and feet passed on the shoes, his face was like a knife, his eyes seemed to be flat, but he wanted to look at it carefully like the bottomless abyss, which made people sink, the old man was shocked, the exercises stopped, and everything returned to the same as before.

The old man arched his hand. "Old decay, Qin Zheng has seen Daoyou. ”

"Baili Lin has seen Taoist friends, please come here abruptly, please don't be weird. Bai Li Lin said. "No blame, no blame. But he said in his heart, can you not come, if you don't come, it is unpredictable.

If you don't dislike it, Xiaoting speaks. After Baili Lin finished speaking, he went to the small pavilion first.

The old man was helpless, so he called Xiao Han, who was still there looking at the peach blossom tree, and came to the small pavilion together.

That Xiao Han seemed a little scared when he saw Baili Lone, and hid behind the old man and didn't dare to look at Bai Lilone.

Baili Lin didn't care about this, took out a set of wine utensils and a jar of spirit wine from the Qiankun bag and put them on the stone table, and said. "Qin Daoyou, it's better to sit down and have a drink first, this is good wine. ”

The old man stepped forward and sat down and said. "It's better to be respectful than to obey. β€œ

"Please. Baili Lonely poured two wine cups, pleased, and drank a glass first.

The old man knew that this was for his own peace of mind, so he drank it very happily, and the moment the wine entered his stomach, a wave of heat swept through his body, and his blood was like taking a big tonic, and he instantly grew a little stronger, the old man's eyes lit up, as if he had thought of something, and then shook his head, feeling that his guess was a little ridiculous.

Seeing this, Baili asked asked. "Why did the Taoist friend shake his head, could it be that my wine can't enter the mouth of the Taoist friend. ”

The old man still shook his head and said. "Daoyou's wine is the best wine I've ever drunk in my life, but it just reminds me of something. ”

Baili looked at the old man indifferently and said. "Nothing is impossible, it's just that some people think about it but don't believe in themselves, which in my opinion is stupid. ”。

Baili Lonely's words made the old man's eyes widen, and his face was full of shock and disbelief.

Baili lonely didn't care about the old man, and drank wine by himself.