Ge Xuan and Yu Ji's faces were still like plays.

The swaying figure, trembling, swept from the rain first.

He has a green belt around his waist, and he has ten square shoes on his feet, and his beard hangs down to his chest and looks a little sloppy.

The other person has open chest and unkempt hair, carrying a sword, looking young from a distance, but looking closer but like middle-aged, until the deepest part of his eyes is carefully condensed, he will find that he is actually an old man in the armor.

Ge Xuan and Yu Ji also had two chairs beside them.

It just so happened that the two of them came, the air was filled with the smell of dampness, and the two figures had already settled.

The drunken old man opened his eyes, and his wet beard was wrapped together and turned into a ball, but he stretched out his index finger and pulled it gently, and the beard that was so entwined and irregular instantly softened down and hung down to his chest, which looked much more comfortable.

Riding a donkey all the way from Huiji Mountain, the old man just drank wine and dozed off, entered the city endlessly, entered the forest without sleeping, and leisurely shook into Chang'an City.

The other man, riding a crane, such a strange scene that can only be glimpsed in the history of the immortals, stirred waves along the way, this man with a bronze sword on his back, his face has been in a strange transformation, even the little cinnabar on his forehead has been changing from red and purple to black.

Four people, sitting alone.

The people who should have come have finally arrived.

Ge Xuan sighed faintly: "I really didn't expect that after forty years, I would meet on such an occasion." ”

The old man who exuded a strong smell of alcohol glanced at Ge Xuan, shook his head and responded: "It's all a source word, and the root of everything is outside the city." and the man in the city. Let's old guys. To put it mildly, half of your body has entered the loess, in addition to being able to have a bit of deterrent power, do you think you can also do the feat of taking the head of the enemy general among thousands of troops? ”

Ge Xuan smiled when he heard this: "Zuo drunkard, this is not like you, when you were young, you were the only one who dared to do such a feat." ”

"Old, old."

Zuo Ci, who was called a left drunkard by Ge Xuan, shook his head: "When I was young, I relied on a lot of blood. Or is it a lot of spirit, now a lot of age, if you don't have to come, the old road doesn't even want to take half a step out of Jishan, people are in the circle, they have their own square size, I can go according to my heart, what a free and fun, when the old man advised you not to stay in Luoyang, my heart more or less expected today's scene. ”

Ge Xuan's face was slightly gloomy. His eyes moved away from Zuo Ci and looked at the sword man who had drunk wine and never spoke.

Mao Zhao, whose face and the little cinnabar on the heavenly spirit had been changing color, looked directly at Ge Xuan expressionlessly.

The eyes flickered with a strange look. The contemporary head of the Maoshan Sect has always been known for his taciturnity.

"Forty years ago, you said that you wanted to return to the mountain to cultivate the Hanxuan Fu Lu, and there was no Jiazi who did not step out of Maoshan Mountain, why couldn't you help it?" Ge Xuan stared at Mao Zhao and said indifferently.

Mao Zhao was silent for a moment, and then responded: "The reason why several old friends present came to Chang'an has their own reasons, a reason why they can't help but come, including me, this reason has even surpassed the Hanxuan Fu Record, so I have to come." ”

Ge Xuan's eyelids moved slightly, and he shook his head and said: "Such a mediocre person, before he died, he was able to lay so much foreshadowing for today, and sure enough, it is not easy for someone to sit in that position." ”

Yu Jimao, Zhao Zuoci, and the three of them looked at Ge Xuan silently, with three enemies and one, no one present would lose to Ge Xuan, or they could all stop Ge Xuan, the reason why Ge Xuan did not retreat, in addition to holding the idea of a dead horse as a live horse doctor, had to have the idea of letting them retreat, but their own people knew their own affairs, this trip to Chang'an, they came all the way, and even practiced to let go, how could they give up so easily.

"Brother Ge, listen to the gossip's advice, don't mix this trip with troubled waters." Zuo Ci shook his head, his fingers gently tapping on the tea table.

Yu Ji Maozhao also looked at Ge Xuan with this idea, if they were not forced to do it, they didn't want to do it with Ge Xuan at all, everyone knew a Jiazi, how many Jiazi years were there in their lives, the original six people, one withered, one went crazy, and there were only four people left who were once close friends.

Ge Xuan's eyes swept over Yu Jimao Zhaozuoci's face one by one, and said with a wry smile: "Even if I retreat, do you think you can kill Dong Zhuo?" ”

"Without a try, how do you know that I can't kill Dong Zhuo?" Mao Zhao opened his mouth and said, among the four people, with his murderous intention, Maoshan Sect is to kill demons and eliminate demons as its own responsibility, so most of the disciples of Maoshan Sect have not bad martial arts, and as the head of this Jiazi, Mao Zhao's martial arts naturally need not be said.

Ge Xuan shook his head and said: "Don't underestimate Dong Zhuo, in the past few years, Lao Dao and him have gotten along relatively well, so I know that Lu Dao has more inside information than you, although this person is violent, he is quite wise, and the cunning rabbit still has three holes, not to mention that this person still has tens of thousands of Xiliang Iron Horses in his hands, Mo Shu'er and others only have three people, even if there are thirty more people, they may not be able to pass through the heavy interception and kill Dong Zhuo and leave." ”

When the words fell, I saw Ge Xuan get up suddenly, and outside the teahouse, a wind poured in, blowing his hair as white as snow.

"Moreover, Lao Dao doesn't want to be your enemy."

When Yu Jizuo and Mao Zhao heard this, they were a little silent and suddenly got up.

"Do you really want to be so stubborn?" The peachwood sword on Yu Ji's back trembled slightly.

Ge Xuan shook his head and said, "You have your reasons, I have my choices, and our respective positions are different." ”

"You should know that you alone will never be able to stop the three of us." Zuo Ci's tone was a little solemn, the smell of wine was still there, but there was no trace of drunkenness.

Ge Xuan's brows frowned slightly, and he said in a deep voice: "Do you really think that Dong Zhuo has no arrangements at all? ”

Without waiting for Ji Zuoci and Mao Zhao to speak, Ge Xuan stretched out his index and middle fingers alone, dipped a little rain, and carved a few words on the table.

Yu Jizuo, Ci Maozhao, and the three of them had their pupils shrunk, and they looked at Ge Xuan heavily, their hearts rolling.

Ge Xuan looked at the deepest part of the palace, shook his head and said: "The layout of a dead person, no matter how delicate and thoughtful it is, it can't withstand the transient situation, if I guessed correctly, these two people have been in Chang'an, and they have already set their sights here, which is why I deliberately promised Dong Zhuo to stay in Chang'an and wait for you to come." ”

The faces of the three of them changed, and when they thought about it, the two names of the two people written by Ge Xuan on the table really shocked them.

"Didn't those two old turtles die at the hands of the wild solitary son? Where did it come out again? Yu Ji's face was slightly gloomy.

Zuo Ci and Mao Zhao suddenly stared at Ge Xuan, hoping to get a perfect explanation, if these two people are in Chang'an, then the rain in Chang'an this time is not only very muddy, but also has too much uncertainty, and they have lived a lot of years, especially like Yu Ji Zuoci Mao Zhao and other characters who are many Jiazi vertical and horizontal, life and death are naturally very light, but no one wants to be pushed into the game without explanation, including Ge Xuan.

"Rumors are rumors after all, Ye Guzi has acted all his life, both good and evil, the people he wants to kill can't run, the people he doesn't want to die definitely can't run, no matter what, those two still survived."

"If these two join forces, even if the four of us join forces, we may not be able to get rid of the entanglement, is there any point in your trip?" Ge Xuan sighed lightly.

"Today's protagonists are not us." Ge Xuan shook his head and added.

In the teahouse, the atmosphere is a little weird.

Suddenly, the sword behind Mao Zhao suddenly came out of its sheath, and the bronze light in the teahouse flashed.

The complement was the peachwood sword behind Yu Ji, as if there was a spirit, and with a bang, it flew up from Yu Ji's back, and the hilt of the sword was held by Yu Ji.

The most veteran Zuo Ci did not carry a sword, and the silver thread suddenly burst out in his sleeve, as if by magic, and the narrow sleeve fell into his hand.

Yu Jizuo, Ci Mao, and Zhao did not speak, but told Ge Xuan their choice with actions.

The three figures swept out tacitly, and the rain outside the house became heavier and heavier.

Ge Xuan, who had never moved behind him, sighed faintly and said softly: "I know the way." ”

When the words fell, Ge Xuan's body was also in place, and his body appeared, but it was already outside the house.

The rain was pouring down, and several figures were moving quickly. (To be continued......)