With the wolf's head's recollections, the sky in the distance gradually changed color.

"So, you're going to eat people?"

Zhao Xiyan still couldn't get over that hurdle in his heart, and he firmly believed that even if it was himself, he would not eat human flesh when he died.

Seeing the look of resistance in Zhao Xiyan's eyes, the wolf head smiled slightly: "I know what you think, even if you die, you won't eat it, right." ”

Zhao Xiyan didn't answer, just quietly looked at the strange pupils of the wolf head, and felt that the two were different after all, seeing that the sky outside was about to dawn, and after everyone in the city left, she also left, returning to Penglai Pavilion to continue to be her pavilion master.

Although Zhao Xiyan had thought before that the wolf head was superb, if he could be pulled into Penglai Pavilion, maybe Penglai Pavilion would have a force like wolf teeth in a few years.

Now that she heard the wolf's words, Zhao Xiyan had dispelled this idea, she didn't want Penglai Pavilion to become a group of monsters that ate people and drank blood.

"Senior, I can't feel your experience, and I can't understand it, I'll leave when it's dawn, you can rest assured that I will send someone to bring you something to eat when I return to Penglai Pavilion in the next few days, but... There is no human flesh. ”

When the wolf head heard Zhao Xiyan's words, he just smiled slightly, not caring about the sarcasm in her words.

After all, that kind of cold memory from the depths of the soul, people who have not experienced it will never be able to understand it, and he did not go to Penglai Pavilion without Xiangguo, after experiencing the battle between Lu Jue and Yang Guang outside Langya Mountain last night, he already had another purpose in his heart.

"You don't have to call me senior all the time, my name is Feng Sicheng."

Zhao Xiyan didn't expect the wolf head to tell him his name, but in his heart, he felt that his words were indeed a bit excessive.

"Feng Sicheng, is it the name of the Ye Dynasty?"

The wolf head smiled slightly, a slight flicker of desolation in his eyes, and explained softly.

"Feng is my mother's surname, and she gave me her name before she died, but I didn't understand the meaning at the time."

Feng Sicheng and Zhao Xiyan read it softly a few times, and seemed to understand something.

"Actually, your mother still loves you, not as you say, Sicheng... I also hope that you can achieve something in the future. ”

"Later, I and the remaining dozens of people met the King of Pingyi who was fighting against the Dongyi people in the east of the Ye Dynasty, and then established the Langya Pavilion with him, and the other people in the Langya Pavilion are also those mixed bloods who have been following me all the way south."

The wolf head didn't want to continue the topic of the name, so he directly led the topic to Langya Pavilion.

Zhao Xiyan sensed that he didn't want to say it, so he didn't mention it again.

"Then Langya Pavilion has not added other manpower since then?"

After continuous attrition, even the elite troops must be replenished with fresh blood, and how can they play a role in a battle of tens of thousands of people just by relying on dozens of people.

The wolf head shook his head and replied with a light look in his eyes.

"No, and it doesn't have to."

The confidence in his words showed the arrogance of a generation of grandmasters at this moment.

"After going all the way south, I have also encountered various battles, and after the establishment of Langya Pavilion, there are only fifty people, but among them, there are twenty grandmasters, including me, and the rest are the existence of neighboring grandmasters."

Zhao Xiyan's eyes were shocked, what a number of twenty grandmasters was enough to match the troops that had been approaching a thousand people.

And behind this, what made Zhao Xiyan even more unbelievable was that these twenty people stood out from those hundreds.

Such a ratio is simply unprecedented, even if there is a grandmaster among tens of thousands of people on weekdays, it is already thankful, there are twenty people out of hundreds of people, this number comparison If it is put in Penglai Pavilion, Zhao Xiyan can't imagine it.

As the wolf head said, there is no need for that, after going through many hardships, the elite of Langya Pavilion has been refined.

Zhao Xiyan looked at Feng Sicheng in front of him, and suddenly even forgot the matter of eating human flesh that he mentioned just now, and gradually changed some prejudices against him in his heart.

Personally, Zhao Xiyan really doesn't like Feng Sicheng's approach, but from the leadership side.

Even if she didn't know what happened to the group back then, she could imagine that Feng Sicheng felt like an outstanding leader at that time.

After all, every elite needs a process of growth, and the nineteen people who stood out in the end show that Feng Sicheng has always been thinking about the team, not only survival, but also promotion.

And behind this number, it also represents decisiveness, determination, and life and death trade-offs.

Thinking of this, Zhao Xiyan couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart, and thought of himself with self-deprecation, if he led Penglai Pavilion through everything Feng Sicheng, let alone leaving the elite of the grandmaster, I am afraid that he would die on that road in the end.

... ...

In Langya City, in the Pingyi Palace, everyone was worried about the retaliation of the remnants of the old Penglai Pavilion, and under the persuasion of every means, Feng Yewu and a group of people returned to Beijing with the evidence they found to try the case.

As for the matter of the battle between Lu Jue and Yang Guang, under Chen Pingwu's prevarication, there was no follow-up.

The night Lu Jue met Yang Guang outside the inn, the sound of swords colliding woke Chen Pingwu up.

Originally, he didn't want to care, Lu Jue's life and death had nothing to do with him.

But right now in Langya City, his own martial arts are mediocre, Yang Guang has a little gap in the hearts of the two since the last time, and the only one who can really protect Feng Yewu and comfort is Lu Jue.

Thinking of Yang Guang, who has been promoted to a grandmaster, if he kills Lu Jue, Penglai Pavilion will have an accident when he makes a move against Feng Yewu.

After all kinds of entanglement, Chen Pingwu hurriedly went to the palace and told everyone about the battle between the two.

At the beginning of the period, everyone didn't take it seriously, after all, Lu Jue and Yang Guang were almost the same, even if they couldn't beat them, Lu Jue's ability to protect himself should not be a big problem.

But after hearing that Yang Guang had become a grandmaster, he was immediately anxious.

That's when Feng Yewu led everyone out of the city and interrupted the duel between the two.

"Report! Kyoto Express! ”

Just as Feng Yewu was about to leave the gate of the palace, suddenly a Kyoto officer and soldier came on horseback, with an anxious face on the ground with a letter.

After Feng Yewu took it, he saw Wu Duxue's name written on it, and he was shocked, could it be that something big happened in the court?

With Wu Duxue's character, it is easy not to write such an urgent letter to herself.

Lu Jue looked at Feng Yewu's somewhat gloomy face and asked softly.

"Your Majesty, is there something wrong with the court?"

Wang Changgeng is dead, and the other vassal kings are all outside the frontier, so the court should be more stable at this moment.

After all, no one dares to make trouble at this time, otherwise a crime of colluding with the king of Pingyi will not be cleared even if he jumps into the Yellow River.

After reading the letter, Feng Yewu heard Lu Jue's inquiry, shook his head slightly, turned to frown, looked at him with a solemn look, and spoke.

"The Tidi tribe in northern Xinjiang attacked, the war was urgent, and the eleven cities were lost overnight, and Twilight Snow didn't know how to choose."