Tuoba Qian's gaze was fixed on the man in the water mirror, and her body couldn't help but tremble. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

As the fish swim, the picture changes again and again. The figure of the man in the battle robe was pulled out of the palace in an instant, as if time was going backwards.

Half an hour later.

Like a falling star in the sky, it falls from the heavenly dome to the earth. When all the images were changed, the water mirror returned to calm, and the woman retracted her hand pointing at Tuoba Qian, and her head was slowly buried, falling into silence.

"Is this the prophecy my father left for me?" Tuoba Qian's face was pale, she chuckled a few times, vaguely a little hoarse, "Is that person him?" And who else? Who is it? ”

"Well, those are the people you're going to meet in the future." The bamboo basket looked at Tuoba Qian, and her hand shrunk in the cuff gradually clenched.

Although there is fate in the dark, no matter how much you escape, it is useless, and some things cannot be avoided.

"I've been hesitating for a long time for my mother.... I don't know if I should tell you these things. When the bamboo basket said this, she grabbed Tuoba Qian's shoulder with one hand and patted the other party's shoulder, "But you are a member of the Tuoba family, the child of Tuoba Pre-stay." The star family of this clan has a sense of destiny not in the sky, but in people. ”

Like the wind whispering, Tuoba Qian was bitter and sad in her heart. She seemed to be choked with unquenchable sadness in her throat, and choked up, "I want to see him... Even as the prophecy sees... Sadness. ”

After a moment of silence, Bamboo Basket's lips moved, "Have you thought about it?" To face it, to struggle..."

"I want to change... The descendants of the surname Tuoba are willing to study the stars in order to change their fate. Tuoba Qian tilted her head, and a smile appeared on her bitter and decadent face.

"Go.. Bar ... My baby. The bamboo basket stretched out her hand to scrape away the tears from the corners of Tuoba Qianqiang's eyes, she was very conflicted about her choices and ideas. On the one hand, she hopes that she can stand in front of her children, shield her from the wind and rain, and let those people in her children's fate not appear in her destiny; On the other hand, she longs for her child to be able to reverse her fate by her own strength, and the people with the surname Tuoba have always tried to do so.

"Hmm." Tuoba Qian nodded, turned and walked towards the hallway.

................

"Come with me!"

Looking at the Tianluo assassin who was gradually approaching, Xiang Yiming was anxious, he took a big step forward, suddenly grabbed Tuoba Qian's hand and dragged it outward, not paying much attention to the other party's eyes full of sadness.

Tuoba Qian looked at the blood on the knife in Xiang Yiming's hand, and she smiled bitterly and knew more about the man in front of her. Obviously, there is no need to kill people, but in this man's heart, it seems that that person's life is not life, and he is as low as an ant.

The fierce strength did not allow Tuoba Qian to resist, Xiang Yiming pushed the girl in his hand forward, and a person blocked behind, looking at the assassin of Tianluo with cold eyes.

There was nothing to see with the naked eye, and there was a sizzling sound in the air. Xiang Yiming subconsciously blocked Tuoba Qian's body, and raised the sword in his hand with a keen sense of life and death.

Half a foot away, the tips of the tiny needles were as thin as cow's hair, and the sharp rays were revealed in the light of the firelight, shining with cold light.

Xiang Yiming's pupils shrank, and the knife turned diagonally, leaning on the blade to block his throat and part of his eyes.

The needle, as thin as a cow's hair, scraped the blade and sent a spark, followed by a scream, and the panicked people around him fell down, and a man of Xiang Yiming's height flew a dozen blood-stained needles at their throats.

"Pear Blossom Needle?"

Li Ziqian at the door, his pupils shrank. As a fighter of the Battle Gate, he had always been curious about who stood behind the Heavenly Machine Pavilion. As early as when he became the second intern of the Battle Gate, he had secretly investigated, and during the investigation, he discovered that the forces on the Zhongzhou Continent were very wide-ranging, and it was by no means as simple as the general trend of the world was determined by the kings of various countries as it appeared on the surface.

In the later period of the Daduan Dynasty, Gao Yi, a famous chivalrous man in Zhongzhou, compiled this "Zhongzhou Hidden Weapon Record", in which the pear flower needle ranked sixth in the collection of hidden weapons. And the chivalrous man who compiled this book, Li Ziqian's collection of the history books of the Daduan Dynasty has a detailed and vague description of him, but this person is by no means as simple as "chivalry" in history.

Perhaps, as early as the time of the Daduan Dynasty, the forces hidden under the layers of fog in Zhongzhou could already control the trend of the world.

While thinking about this, Li Ziqian's footsteps moved slightly, staring at the group of white-clothed men standing at the door.

At the head was a handsome man with pure brown eyes. He stood there looking ethereal, faintly revealing a sense of dust.

Judging from the appearance, the other party seems to be a pure-blooded person of the Feather Clan.

"Hehe, if you don't make a move, that guy can't stop Tianluo's people." The man in white laughed, he looked at Li Ziqian with a lazy expression, as if he had come to see a play.

Li Ziqian glanced at the inside of the wine shop, and there seemed to be a familiar back in the innermost part of the wine shop. He narrowed his eyes, and when the man in white spoke again, he withdrew his gaze with confusion.

"You're waiting for him, the Heroes." The man in white clapped his hands, and the sound of Si Xi Suo sounded between the eaves in an instant.

In the blink of an eye, a knifeman with a man under his arm jumped from the eaves.

Li Ziqian's eyelids jumped, and he noticed that the person under the armpit of the man wearing the two waist knives was Qing Xun, and the person of the Xia Alliance he arranged seemed to have been cleaned up by the other party.

"The west of the city has moved, and it seems that people will not be able to come in a short time." The swordsman with the hat threw the man under his arm to the ground and said to the man in white.

When the man in white heard the words of the swordsman, he smiled even more, and simply sat at the door and spread his legs, "We don't come with malice, I may have to tell you bad news, the bright ironclad man may not be able to move back for help in a short time, and the people of the Yin and Yang family stopped him." ”

The words of the man in white made the wide knife in Li Ziqian's hand clench tighter and tighter, and he looked at Qing Xun who was unconscious on the ground, and hesitated for a while.

When the situation of the celebrity liquor store was not clear, in the west of the city, a middle-aged man in a gorgeous brocade robe led hundreds of government soldiers to take down the iron-clad Youming man. The four sides were full of people watching the excitement, and a certain officer standing at the head of the city saw that something was wrong, and after hesitating for a while, he secretly ran in the direction of the palace.

At this time, on the second floor of a restaurant in the west of the city, a woman and a member of the Xuangong clan stood on the edge of the guardrail, watching everything that was happening under their eyes.

"The celebrity restaurant should be starting to do it." The man squinted, as if looking for something in the crowd.

"Their eyes are there." The woman seemed to know what the man was looking for, and she raised her chin and fixed her eyes on a little girl.

"Hehe, how can Mrs. Bamboo be sure it's her." The man smiled, "I've only seen her coming, and if this is the eye sent by the Yin and Yang Family, then the movement of this eye is too slow." ”

"She's a charm, my people." The woman turned to look at the man, "I can't be mistaken. ”

The man kept his mouth shut, his six-fingered hands grasping the guardrail, and looked at the little girl carefully.

(Blocked.) Hey, sad)