Zhang Ruochen didn't know that this half-saint mansion was not bought by Lu Youcai at all, in fact, it was originally the property of the Divine Sword Holy Land.

Walking into the bamboo forest, Zhang Ruochen walked through a quiet stone path and followed the direction where the sound of the flute came.

The sound of the flute suddenly stopped.

"Whoa!"

In the forest, only the sound of the water flowing in the stream and the sound of the wind blowing the bamboo leaves remains.

Immediately afterwards, an extremely pleasant woman's voice came from the bamboo pavilion by the stream: "People in the deep forest don't know, the bright moon comes to take pictures." ”

That voice was both familiar and a little unfamiliar.

Zhang Ruochen's eyes looked into the bamboo pavilion, and he saw a woman with white hair, sitting with her back to him.

White hair, as white as snow.

In her hand, she pinched a yellowed bamboo flute, and said, "Zhang Ruochen, how did you know about this poem?"

Zhang Ruochen's eyes widened, his heart felt like a landslide and tsunami, and his ears roared, like the sound of a giant bell and thunder, ringing in his ears.

This time, Zhang Ruochen heard it clearly!

Indeed, it was her voice.

800 years!

Eight hundred years later, there is still a chance to see each other again, and the playful girl who used to be ...... Already gray-haired.

"Dada!"

Zhang Ruochen tried to restrain his emotions, his mood was extremely complicated, and with heavy steps, he walked into the bamboo pavilion step by step and stood opposite Kong Lanyou.

Kong Lanyou constricted the aura on her body to the extreme, and no one could feel the power fluctuations from her body. She was like an ordinary woman, sitting there elegantly, her beautiful eyes raised slightly, staring at Zhang Ruochen.

It's like a beautiful picture, the woman in the picture scroll is like a goddess above the nine heavens, elegant, leisurely, quiet, and does not eat the fireworks of the world.

Her face has not changed from 800 years ago, her skin is fair, more delicate than a baby's skin, her red lips are bright, and her eyelashes are long.

Those eyes were as black as jade, giving people an unpredictable feeling, but they were extremely bright, as if they could see through Zhang Ruochen's soul.

Although his face is not old, the long blue hair on his head has become snow-white, symbolizing the loss of time.

Things are people, red face and white hair.

Zhang Ruochen's mood was very excited, but she had to stay calm, restrain her emotions, and try to take her eyes off her, afraid that she would see the clues.

"How could it be her?"

Zhang Ruochen didn't dare to recognize Kong Lanyou, he remembered that eight hundred years ago, he saw Kong Lanyou at the moment before he was killed by Chi Yao.

How could it be so coincidental?

Could it be that his death was planned by Chi Yao and Kong Lanyou?

He has always trusted Kong Lanyou as much as he trusts Chi Yao, but ...... He died under Chi Yao's sword.

So, can he still trust Kong Lanyou?

Zhang Ruochen's eyes stared at the ground, his hands clenched into fists, he bowed slightly, his voice trembled a little, and said, "Junior Zhang Ruochen, I have seen my seniors." ”

Once upon a time, Kong Lanyou has always taken him as an example to learn, and has always followed him, pestering him, and getting tired of him, like a little tail that can't be shaken off.

But now, Zhang Ruochen didn't dare to recognize her, so he could only call himself a junior.

Kong Lanyu looked at Zhang Ruochen carefully, not letting go of any of Zhang Ruochen's subtle movements or eyes.

After a long time, she said, "Zhang Ruochen, you haven't answered my question yet, how do you know that poem?"

Zhang Ruochen took a deep breath, completely restrained all his emotions, hid them in the depths of his heart, and said, "Are the seniors interrogating the juniors?"

Kong Lanyou put down the bamboo flute in his hand, his voice was a little colder, and he said in a questioning tone: "You have never seen me before, why do you know that I am a senior? What if, I am one of the same generation as you?"

Zhang Ruochen said calmly: "Although the younger generation has a low cultivation and can't see through the cultivation of the seniors, I have seen some of the market and know that the seniors are absolutely extraordinary. Besides, it is impossible for a person's eyes to hide secrets. The eyes of the predecessors are full of knowledge and learning, and they have experienced the vicissitudes of the world, and not young people can have them. ”

Kong Lanyou's eyes didn't blink, staring at Zhang Ruochen's eyes tightly, as if he wanted to see Zhang Ruochen through his eyes.

After a while, she added: "When I say that line of poetry, normal people will ask me how I know that line of poetry." But instead of being surprised, you questioned me. Why is that?"

Zhang Ruochen secretly screamed, amazing.

Unexpectedly, the playful little girl at the beginning has now become so shrewd. Zhang Ruochen just said a word, and she caught two flaws.

Zhang Ruochen was not panicked, but pretended to be puzzled, and said, "Didn't I already say this poem when I was in the Divine Sword Holy Land?

Kong Lanyou's brows furrowed, and there was a feeling of a punch hitting the cotton, and all the strength was dodged by Zhang Ruochen.

"Does he really think I'm from the Excalibur Holy Land, or is he deliberately pretending to be like this?"

Kong Lanyou was a little puzzled, sat back down, and asked for the third time: "Where did you know that poem?"

Zhang Ruochen said: "This is a secret, please forgive the juniors for not being able to tell it." ”

"What if I have to force you to say it?"

Kong Lanyou's eyes became strong and exhaled a cold glow.

An invisible momentum erupted from her body, like a tsunami, surging towards Zhang Ruochen.

She controlled her strength very skillfully, and although the momentum seemed to be strong, it was within Zhang Ruochen's tolerance.

Zhang Ruochen was not surprised, "I don't think you should do this." Even if you force me, it won't do anything. ”

"Really?"

Kong Lanyou smiled slightly, raised a slender arm as white as jade, and suddenly, the aura of the surrounding heaven and earth turned into streams of aura and converged towards her palm, condensing into a round spherical cyclone.

A simple human-level low-grade martial art, the whirling qi palm, under her urging, turned out to be extremely subtle and unpredictable, and it seemed to be more powerful than the power of ghost-level martial arts.

"Zhang Ruochen is a guest of our Silver Sky Mercenary Group, if Your Excellency does something to him, don't blame me for being polite. ”

Nie Honglou is responsible for protecting Zhang Ruochen's safety, and of course he will not stand idly by. He immediately took a step forward, flew up, and spread his hands like a roc spreading its wings.

His hands burst into flames, and his two arms spun in a circle, condensing a huge fireball and striking at Kong Lanyou.

Kong Lanyou snorted coldly and waved his arm slightly.

The spherical cyclone that was held in the palm of his hand flew out, and the fireball and Nie Honglou were blown away at the same time.

With a bang, the fireball went out and turned into wisps of smoke.

Nie Honglou fell ten zhang away, and his body, like a bamboo leaf, fell lightly to the ground.

Nie Honglou touched his chest and found that he was not injured in any way, but was pushed out by the other party's palm, and that's it.

It was precisely this that made Nie Honglou even more frightened.

You must know that he is the cultivation of the sixth transformation of the fish dragon, and the power that erupted is so powerful, even if it is a strong person like Yinyue Linkong, he can repel him, but after the repulsion, it is impossible to be as intact as now, without even a trace of pain.

It can be seen from this that the cultivation of this white-haired woman is still above the silver moon, and her control over her power has reached the point of exquisiteness.

Could it be ...... She's a demi-saint?

Nie Honglou's heart was horrified, and he didn't dare to continue to attack.

If the other party is really hostile, just that palm just now can beat him and Zhang Ruochen into ashes.

Zhang Ruochen was still very calm, glanced at Kong Lanyou, and said, "Even if you force me, it won't have any effect." Everyone should have some secrets, shouldn't they?"

"I won't force you. ”

Kong Lanyou retracted the momentum that emanated and said, "To be honest, I am quite curious about you, and I have specially checked everything about you. Before the age of sixteen, you were so sick that you couldn't even open the Shenwu Mark. ”

"After the age of sixteen, you opened the Shenwu Seal, and in just three or four years, you have grown from a thin boy who has been bedridden all year round to a young king who has moved the Eastern Regions. What did you experience when you were sixteen?"

Zhang Ruochen smiled and said: "Isn't everyone preaching, that year, I was accepted as a disciple by the Golden Dragon and became the successor of the Buddha Emperor, so my cultivation has advanced by leaps and bounds, and I have become a dragon among people." ”

"I don't believe it. ”

Kong Lanyou shook his head and said, "According to the information I have obtained, when you got the Dragon Ball, you were already a cultivator of the Great Perfection of the Earth Extreme Realm, and you were a genius student of the Martial City Academy. Moreover, when you were sixteen years old, what you cultivated was not the martial arts of Buddhism, but the Tianxin Sword Technique of the lower grade of the spirit level. I'm curious to know, how do you know the Heavenly Heart Sword Technique?"

Zhang Ruochen said with a smile: "Your information is really detailed. With the cultivation of a senior, but spending so much energy to investigate my junior, is it worth it?"

"Why not, not now, even if it takes me another 800 years, it's worth it, as long as there is a result. Kong Lanyou's eyes were misty and covered with a layer of mist.

Zhang Ruochen's heart ached, if it weren't for the restraint of her efforts, I am afraid that she would have rushed up to tell her that he was the person she was looking for, a relative eight hundred years ago, and perhaps the only one.

(There is another chapter)