Di Wei followed Han Tao into Yangyuan City, and it seemed that there was no difference except for the slightly disordered aura of torn clothes, but Han Tao, as the head of the Stargazing Pavilion of Daming Palace, had been concentrating on cultivation for decades, and he was becoming more and more like an old Jiao who was dormant under the water and did not want to be born.

What has changed in this person?

Han Tao walked forward with his thoughts, and everywhere he passed, there were dark shadows and hazy places that ordinary people could not notice.

"I know you don't like the reckless men who walk at night in brocade, these people who protect me are the children of King Wude, it is good if they don't exist. Han Tao didn't look back, waving his hand as he walked, and those black shadows slowly receded.

"Yangyuan is not the jurisdiction of Jinyi Night Walking, strictly speaking, the real backbone of the Ming Dynasty is King Wude's Wenxingzong, not Emperor Wu of the Ming Dynasty's Jinyi Night, compared to Wenxingzong, Jinyi Night Walking is too weak and weak. ”

What's the use of telling me this. The corners of Di Xiao's mouth stiffened, and Li Mobai's hand twisting the soft flesh around his waist slowly retreated.

The unfathomable man suddenly stopped.

"Your Excellency, do you really know?"

Ignorance.

It has been twenty or four years since the Ming Dynasty destroyed the Tang Dynasty, and the girl behind your excellency doesn't know what she knows about the Tiande Palace.

What the greedy wolf is good at is to spy on the big secrets in people's hearts, and the moment he sees you, your secrets are not buried in your heart, Your Royal Highness?

Han Tao seems to be smiling, he is a former dynasty, and he is an official today, and he can look directly at Zhu Huan, who is in power, without bowing down, and probably has his capital and confidence.

Rumble!

Di Wei protected Li Mobai's body without moving, and his right hand began to bleed.

"What a hard arm, so brute force. Han Ya was amazed, jumping up from the big pit behind the stargazing envoy, and his face that was slapped by Di Wei turned out to be slightly red and swollen, as a seven-killing star spirit, it was simply unbelievable that his skin was broken by a mortal body.

If you dare to attack her again, you will try...... It's the same end as Xuancheng brocade night walk!

Han Qing bared his teeth in front of Han Ya, and his constricted pupils stared at the one-armed man's pupils slowly turning gray.

What he saw was a pair, no...... The sea of stars composed of countless eyes, a pair of blood-colored true eyes in the depths of the sea of stars are slowly opening a slit, and the real eyes are branded with birds and beasts, mountains and rivers, heaven and earth, the universe, Zhou Tian Xingchen, and the six reincarnations that are beginning to take shape.

"This can't be, this can't be, what the hell is it, what kind of person!" Han Qing's body shook and wanted to escape from Di Xiao's brain, he raised his head suddenly, and the blood shadow with chains wrapped around his arm fell from the sky, and slashed him in half with a knife.

"Poof. The red blood was sprinkled all over the stone slab, and the greedy wolf with the appearance of a young man retreated and fell into Hana's arms, and when Hana looked down, his left eye became hollow.

It is not easy to read that you become a soul, and you will be punished by taking a glance, if there are two times, you will be removed from Beidou by Greedy Wolf Star.

The sword-wielding blood shadow that was bound by countless chains was dragged back to the depths of the sea of stars, leaving only this salty and indifferent threat.

Yes, it's them, they're back!

Han Qing roared wildly, his face full of disbelief and horror.

There will be a next time, and you will all die. Di Wei tilted his head to look at the three of them and the scholars who were coming from all directions, and the dark gold ancient texts flew all over the sky, forming a handprint to slap towards him.

Wenxingzong, is the Wude King Zhu Lian from the ancient sites found a book "Haoshou Taixuanjing" as the foundation of the development of the establishment of the Qi martial arts sect, they practice Haoshou Taixuanjing, all have white hair, with the Taixuanjing contains a vast sea of words and minds as a powerful existence of weapons, Wenxingzong claims not to kill, but their means are definitely better than people to survive and not to die.

The text is not stained with blood, and the ink is a thousand pounds. Wen Xingzong's weapon is the pen.

"The text does not bully the military, and the martial arts do not suppress the literature. Di Wei slowly closed his eyes, and today he had to deal with a scholar.

As everyone knows, from today onwards, Di Wei has fewer and fewer opportunities to open his eyes.

Why is he so confident? Han Tao's eyes narrowed slightly, and he saw the struggle and confusion in those eyes, more as if there was a chilling killing intent that he couldn't help himself.

"Broken. He spoke softly, and a thick tone burst out of his throat and slammed it on the ground.

Wen Xingzong, but that's it.

The sticky and never-falling blood on the fist slowly crept back into the arm like a spirit.

The stargazing envoy suddenly had a breath of energy, his chest was depressed, and his teeth were clucking: "It turned out to be a master, this is clear, there is the atmosphere of breaking the moon and rushing to the stars." "The so-called breaking the moon and rushing to the stars is the unspeakable existence, whoever dares to say it, who will die.

His body is even faster than the Seven Killings of the Greedy Wolf compared to the Wenxing Sect's Wenxing.

Half of the fan covers the sky, and the stars turn to the moon and climb urgently, which is talking about the stargazing envoy Han Tao who cannot be hidden in this stargazing pavilion.

Emperor Wu of the Ming Dynasty was wary of Han Tao for twenty-four years, and Han Tao, who had never been able to figure out his roots, called himself Han Tao, who was a big stargazer.

"Thirty-six Star Pickers?" Han Ya's face was cloudy, picking stars and picking stars, they were stars.

The tall one-armed man was expressionless, and his lips were humming: "Pick, star, hand?"

......

The most hated martial arts is the star picker.

As the River Styx meandered, a tall man stood bare-chested in the cold and biting water, his arms plunged into the slow-flowing yellow spring, and slowly picked up the delicate body that existed but could disappear at any time.

Back then, what he could do to calm them down and not be impulsive was this star-picking hand, who had no path or body, and was stored in a thought, referring to the galaxy.

"You are here, you will never find your way home, you will never be able to let her come back, you will never be able to give birth. ”

If I'm not here, she'll disperse, and what's the use of so many cheats and exercises, I can't get her back.

"But you are here, let your life soul and earth soul outside, you don't want to know how the two of them can fight your heavenly soul, let alone your life and death enemy. ”

He is not my enemy.

If we all have to exist for something, he wants us to die, just to live in peace.

I have a sword, slash it, stop it. Where did the sword intent of this sword go, do you want to guess?

No need to guess, no need to think, I know where your sword went.

Then don't ask me why I'm still here, why I'm still here, and accompany me through the endless hell and the indefinite cold, no day and no light.

In the vast world, there are always Yin soldiers rushing, and there are wandering souls.

People don't know why.

It's like they don't know what ghosts want.

Born as a walker, always walking alone, trekking endlessly, and looking at the mountains and rivers, looking at the boundless depression.

Those whose souls do not return will not return to others.