It was obviously the way home, but after Song Yuexin parked the car, she found that it was a completely unfamiliar place in front of her.

A large villa courtyard, at the moment his car is abruptly parked on the lawn in the middle of the courtyard. The door of the villa was open, and someone stood in the doorway, and when he saw him approaching, he made a gesture of please.

Song Yuexin stopped extremely defensively, "Who are you, what kind of place is this, why did I suddenly come here?"

"Mr. Song doesn't have to worry. The man said, "We have no ill intentions, as for the reason for inviting Mr. Song to come, the master will tell you." ”

Although the current situation is weird, there is no place for Song Yuexin to resist. Since you can't escape, you can only follow someone else's arrangement.

Song Yuexin followed the man into the villa, and saw a man sitting on the sofa in the center of the living room, who was in the prime of his life, and his eyes were full of calculations.

"Door master, Mr. Song is here. ”

"Well, let's go down. ”

Song Yuexin stood by the door and asked, "You brought me here?

"Mr. Song doesn't have to be so nervous. Zhao Congyu said, "Speaking of which, you and I have some fate, and I'm my father's daughter and daughter." As for how I got you, it's just a general illusion, so don't worry. ”

Song Yuexin heard him mention Zhao Yuan'er, and she was really relieved, and walked over and sat down on the sofa farthest away from Zhao Congyu, "Why haven't I heard Yuan'er mention you?"

"I haven't seen each other in too many years. Zhao Congyu said, "At that time, the kite was still young, and I must have long since remembered my incompetent senior brother." ”

Song Yuexin asked, "Then what is the purpose of you bringing me here?"

The other party knew at a glance that he was not an ordinary person, and he had heard his subordinates call him "door master" before, so he must have some identity, so Song Yuexin was also polite when he spoke.

Zhao Congyu took a sip of tea, and poured a cup for Song Yuexin when he poured it again, "I want to ask Mr. Song for a favor." ”

Song Yuexin took a sip of tea, and it was really a good spring tea, with a mellow taste and a fragrant aftertaste, "I don't know how I can help?"

Zhao Congyu said: "Since you are Kite's boyfriend, you must have heard of Yuan'an!"

Song Yuexin paused, put down the teacup, and said quietly: "I've mentioned to me that it's her brother, but I haven't seen it yet." ”

The change in his expression Zhao Congyu could see it clearly, but he had a plan for a moment, "Yuan An is not the brother of Yuan'er, and he is a little unhappy with me, but his whereabouts have always been difficult to find, if Mr. Song can pay attention to it occasionally, it would be great." ”

Song Yuexin paused and did not speak.

Zhao Congyu said: "But my request makes Mr. Song embarrassed?"

Song Yuexin took the teacup and took another sip before asking, "I don't know how unhappy Mr. Zhao said, to what extent?

"I live, he dies. Zhao Congyu's tone was understated, but the words he said were ruthless and decisive, "She naturally doesn't know." ”

Song Yuexin was silent for a moment and put down the teacup. What he knew was that the person in front of him was not an ordinary person, and he could get himself here quietly, even if it was an illusion, it would take too long.

"May I ask, who are you?"

"Hold the Holy Gate. Zhao Congyu asked, "Have you heard of it?"

"Hold the Holy Gate?"

Song Yuexin was a little surprised, even if he was not in the otherworldly industry, this sect had still heard of it, and the people spread it to the gods, but he didn't expect to suddenly meet the master of the Holy Gate.

"What about her?"

Zhao Congyu said: "Kite's father, my master, is the last master of the Holy Gate. ”

Song Yuexin was surprised when he heard this, the Holy Gate is a major sect, and the master of the gate is naturally not capable of ordinary people, but he has never heard Zhao Yuan'er talk about such a thing.

Zhao Congyu sighed: "After my master gave way to me, he left the Holy Gate with Kite, and rarely came back, never thinking that in the blink of an eye, the child Kite was going to get married." ”

At this time, Song Yuexin completely lost his scruples, he rubbed the rim of the cup, and slowly said: "I haven't seen Yuan An, and there is a reason. ”

"Oh?" Zhao Congyu expressed interest in listening.

Song Yuexin said: "Yuan An is also an intolerable existence for me. ”

When Zhao Congyu heard this, he didn't ask the two of them what the crux was, but said: "Then dare to be kind, Mr. Song rest assured, as long as it is related to Yuan'an, no matter what you think, I can help the Holy Gate." ”

When Song Yuexin heard this, she was indeed a little moved.

The seaside scenery is more consistent than the land, which should be its biggest feature. The blue sea with no boundless horizon, the white and delicate sand, people walk on it, see the footprints step by step behind them, and see the unknown future forward.

A different color suddenly flashed in his sight, Yuan An lowered his head, picked up a colorful shell, and could vaguely see the appearance in his memory against the sun.

Then, in a moment, the shell in his hand turned into powder, and the light around him suddenly disappeared, turning into an invisible darkness.

Yuan An almost immediately understood that he had been ambushed, he closed his eyes, and inadvertently put his hand in his trouser pocket, which was the four empty bags that Meng Po told him to carry with him at all times.

"Yuan Gongzi, long time no see. "Four bright figures suddenly appeared in the black space, with gray hair and different appearances.

"Heh, Zhao Congyu is so generous. Yuan An sneered, "I actually sent four of them." ”

Someone said: "Yuan Gongzi calls the door master by his name like this, isn't it right?"

"If he were my brother's apprentice, I would have called him that. Yuan Andao, "Otherwise, I'm afraid he won't be able to bear it." ”

What he said was so reasonable that the four of them were speechless for a while.

"No matter what, the old decrepit people obeyed the orders, and asked Yuan Gongzi not to blame. ”

Meng Po gave Yuan An a bunch of magic weapons that only exist in legends, and his favorite thing to use is the alien sword, for no other reason, it's easy to hear!

However, in view of Yuan An's behavior of almost washing the entire tomb mountain in blood last time, Zhao Congyu naturally did not dare to be careless this time, and the four people sent were all elders who had been in charge of the Holy Gate for decades. These four people are not Zhou Shuang, and they can easily be toyed with by the Alien Sword between applause.

Their attacks are still transferred to the Sword of Alienation, but when the Sword returns these attacks intact, they can be easily defused.

"Yuan Gongzi, this alien sword is indeed a rare treasure, but if you let go because of this, it will be early. ”

A few people said, and their figures also changed. The four of them have been together for decades, but with one look, they acted separately and changed to a complementary way of attacking.

One person's attack may not have an impact, but the otherworldly magic has always been mysterious, and two people who make seemingly unrelated actions can be combined to form a killing array.

This plan really had an effect, Yuan An started to think about it, and after the attack of the two had an effect on him, he felt that his heart was hit hard, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

The tone of the four of them couldn't help but be a little proud, "Yuan Gongzi, offended!"

Although it was a helpless ending before, how could the four of them be reconciled? After all, they are all people who can be called otherworldly spells, and they usually have few opponents in terms of spells, let alone ordinary people?

Who knew that he had hit a wall here in Yuan'an, although he was an ordinary person, he was the most powerful one among the ordinary people he had encountered in his life, and his skills were amazingly flexible, and a strange sword in his hand seemed to be like a tiger with wings, so that the four of them had to adopt other strategies.

Now that they finally saw that Yuan'an was frustrated, several people were relieved, and they were finally able to go back and deal with the door master.

Yuan An knelt on the ground on one knee, holding the Yili Sword, raised his hand to wipe the blood from his lips, and suddenly smiled, "It seems that Yuan Mou also needs to use the way he is good at." ”

Several people didn't understand the meaning of his words, among which the more anxious elder made a move first, who knew that Yuan An didn't even have the action to dodge, he suffered this blow, and then before the other person used the auxiliary spell, the figure flashed, and the alien sword in his hand was directly against the neck of the person, and before the other party could react, he bent his knees against his chest and abdomen.

Yuan An's movements were too fast, until one person fell, and the other three didn't even react.

"The kid is too rampant. The few who came to their senses were immediately furious.

Bursts of white light suddenly erupted in the dark environment, and Yuan An only felt that a hot burning sensation suddenly came from his body in an instant.

He raised his sword in front of him to slow down the attack, and was about to move, when a voice so low that it was almost inaudible suddenly came from his ears: "Retreat!"

Then the wind blew all around, and there was a pleasant coolness. The darkness receded, and the three elders looked embarrassed, glared at Yuan An in annoyance and anger, and turned to leave.

Yuan An raised his head, looked thoughtfully at the sea that had returned to his field of vision, and suddenly said in a low voice: "Senior brother!"

Zhao Congyu was not too surprised that this sneak attack failed, after all, even if he didn't know how to spell, the person around Yuan An was Meng Poyi, if he was defeated by the hands of the four elders this time, it would naturally be a matter of course, and it would be expected if he could barely escape with his life, but ......

"What Yi'er and the others just said, Yuan An was actually saved by a ghost in the end?"

"As we have seen with our own eyes, this ghast is very strong, and it is familiar with my Holy Gate moves, and it broke our killing formation with just one move. ”

"Who do you know?"

The other party deliberately hid his identity and couldn't see it. ”

Zhao Congyu knew when he heard the words that it couldn't be Zhao Qianrong, after all, according to Zhao Qianrong's previous style of acting, it was impossible to deliberately hide his identity, "It seems that things are going to be trickier again, but fortunately, there is still a trick." ”

Song Yuexin, who had been sitting next to her, said a little eagerly when she heard this: "I don't know what the door master's so-called trick means?"

He knew the plan to attack Yuan'an this time, so he ran anxiously to wait for the result. After knowing that he failed, he didn't have the kind of accident in the hearts of others, because in his world, Yuan An was not only the one who prevented him from succeeding, but also the top existence in the martial arts world. How could such a person fall so easily.