Lu Yan, who was tasting the wine, stiffened slightly, drank the wine in the cup in one gulp, and turned his head to look at Zhuo Ao: "I don't understand what you're talking about?" ”

"Don't understand?" Zhuo Ao looked at Lu Yan: "I look rich?" ”

"No, you dress like a poor scholar? But if you wear it on you, you can kill a lot of girls. In order to hide people's eyes, Zhuo Ao wore a very ordinary scholar's robe.

"Then I'm like a drunkard?"

"In front of me, no one dares to call themselves drunkards." Lu Yan said proudly.

"Then why are you begging me for a drink?" Zhuo Ao looked at Lu Yan, his eyes narrowed slightly.

"Of course, it's because we're destined." Lu Yan said with a smile.

"I don't think it's me who has anything to do with you, it's it." Zhuo Ao pointed to the golden hoop stick wrapped in his hand, looked at Lu Yan and said, "You have asked me at least three times along the way, and your eyes have definitely fallen on this stick more times than when you looked at me. ”

"Big brother, you're a man, why do I have nothing to do with you?" Lu Yan looked at Zhuo Ao with a wary expression.

"......" looked at Lu Yan who was gagging, and Zhuo Ao's face was not very good-looking.

"Okay, I'm not going to joke with you." Looking at Zhuo Ao's darkened face, Lu Yan waved his hand and said, "It seems that you already know its legend." ”

"That's just a legend." Zhuo Ao said indifferently.

"But sometimes, legends aren't necessarily true." Lu Yan looked up to the sky and took a sip of wine and smiled.

"Really?" Zhuo Ao leaned back in his chair and said leisurely: "Five hundred years have passed, and what this world needs is not legends to save. It needs to be reborn like a phoenix in blood and fire, compared to legends. I am willing to believe in myself, fate. It's always up to me to do it myself, and if there is a legend, it's mine, not someone else. ”

"Then why are you still holding this stick?" Lu Yan looked at Zhuo Ao in puzzlement.

"Because the day I become a legend, I will take this stick with me to save the legend, after all, it is it that brought me here, people must know how to be grateful, right?" Zhuo Ao smiled and stroked the stick.

"Very strong reason, I am speechless. Sometimes, though, legends require strength to create. Lu Yan looked at Zhuo Ao and said.

"That's why I'm the best person to be a legend." Zhuo Ao nodded seriously, he completely agreed with this.

"Listen, your self-confidence is groundless, do you want to rely on your own strength to overthrow the rule of the Jade Frontier God of War?" Lu Yan raised his forehead and sighed.

"You're wrong, I'm not alone." Zhuo Ao shook his head. Pointing around, he said, "These, what do you see?" ”

"What?" Lu Yan was puzzled.

"Decadent, arrogant and lascivious, five hundred years of peace of mind. Let these people, who stand above ten thousand, get accustomed to enjoyment, and forget their duty. This is not a problem that can be solved by killing a Jade Frontier God of War, a five-hundred-year tyranny of the Jade Frontier God of War. It's not just killing. There is also hatred, thousands, endless hatred, these hatreds, one or two, may not be able to achieve great things, but a thousand, ten thousand, a hundred thousand, a million, when those hatreds that have accumulated for five hundred years are detonated, like a little spark, falling into a dry grassland, when that fire detonates, it will sweep the entire grassland, burning all the decay and cruelty! ”

In fact, the Yujiang God of War can rely on a group of heavenly soldiers who are not much stronger than ordinary people to rule the world for five hundred years with brutal means, in Zhuo Ao's view, this is a very incredible thing in itself, the Mongolian cavalry was invincible in the world at that time, but the Yuan Dynasty from the establishment to the expulsion of the Central Plains, it was only less than a hundred years, why did the Yujiang God of War poison the world for five hundred years with such brutal means?

"Dare to rebel against the thief, dare to bewitch the public again!" Lu Yan didn't speak in a daze, but there was a loud shout on the side, and the two black-armored soldiers walked out of the room behind the inn, looking at Zhuo Ao and Lu Yan with unkind faces.

"It seems that you are indeed in trouble, and this is up to you." Lu Yan shrunk his neck, picked up the wine jar on the table and wanted to slip away.

Zhuo Ao didn't stop it, stood up, looked at the approaching black armor army and sneered: "What, do you have to pay taxes when you speak?" ”

A hideous smile appeared on the face of the black armor army, and Sen Ran smiled: "You don't have to pay taxes when you speak, but some words will be fatal." ”

"Just you?" Zhuo Ao didn't wait for the other party to get closer, slapped him to the ground, and sneered: "Let's practice for another ten years." ”

"Hey, help!" Lu Yan, who had just slipped away very unjustly, suddenly slipped back at a faster speed, and behind him, he also brought a large number of black armor troops.

"Kill me!" The black-armored army with the appearance of an officer got up from the ground in embarrassment, roared angrily, and the next moment, he was directly crushed by Zhuo Ao's throat bone, and his voice stopped abruptly.

It feels ......

Zhuo Ao frowned and looked at the dead officer, he didn't have any internal strength, but he had a body comparable to the innate one, and he was promoted to the innate with external skills alone, among the people Zhuo Ao knew, I am afraid that only Ren Tingting has this ability.

And the ordinary black armor army, at this moment, although it seems that they have not cultivated internal strength, their physical strength is comparable to the day after tomorrow, and many of them are even comparable to the peak of the day after tomorrow.

"Don't go yet!" Seeing that Zhuo Ao was still in place, allowing those black armor soldiers to approach, Lu Yan stepped forward, pulled Zhuo Ao up and walked out, but was stopped by the two black armor soldiers who were coming back.

"Xiu Xiu~"

The sound of breaking through the air was heavy, and the two black-armored soldiers were accurately stabbed in the throat by two darts.

"Girl, you're good!" Lu Yan looked at the golden swallow who took off his cloak in surprise, revealing a beautiful and pretty face.

"It's not advisable to stay here for a long time, there are a lot of black-armored soldiers living in this inn." Jin Yanzi said to the two.

"You wouldn't mean it, would you?" Zhuo Ao looked at Lu Yan in surprise.

"Nonsense, how do I know this, and what now?" Lu Yan rolled his eyes and said.

"Easy to do, girl, lend you the pipa." Zhuo Ao stretched out his hand, took the pipa from Jin Yanzi's hand very naturally, plucked it casually, and tuned the strings.

"When are you still in the mood to play the pipa, you don't want to use music to influence them, right?" Lu Yan kicked a black-armored soldier downstairs, watched Zhuo Ao unhurriedly debugging the pipa, and complained helplessly.

"I don't know that music can cultivate sentiment, and sometimes, it can also kill!" Zhuo Ao found the right timbre, gently plucked the strings, the rhythm transformation does not have to be only the guzheng can be cast, in fact, as long as you master the art of condensing the sound, any innate master can do it.

"I ......" Lu Yan wanted to say something, his face changed suddenly, as if he saw that as Zhuo Ao continued to pluck the strings, something that seemed to be something came out of the pipa, and then the black armor army on the opposite side fell down in pieces as if it had been cut by a sharp blade.

"This ......" looked at the large number of dead black armor soldiers in a daze, the remaining black armor soldiers were already frightened, how could they still have the courage to continue to rush and kill, one by one looked at Zhuo Ao like a demon, and kept retreating.

"Serve!" Zhuo Ao returned to his seat and said to Jin Yanzi, who was looking at him in a daze, "Girl, if you don't dislike it, sit down and have a drink together." ”

Jin Yanzi nodded, sat down according to his words, took the pipa handed back by Zhuo Ao, looked at Zhuo Ao in a daze and said, "It's the first time I know that the original voice can also kill." ”

"Piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, poetry and songs, as long as you have a heart, everything can be turned into a killing weapon." Zhuo Ao raised his head, looked at Lu Yan, who was sitting back again, and said, "Aren't you leaving?" ”

"Yes, but this girl saved my life just now, and I came back to thank her." Lu Yan took a sip of wine and said strongly.

"The life of the drunken immortal, you don't need me to save it." Jin Yanzi smiled and shook her head.

"Drunken Immortals?" Zhuo Ao looked at Lu Yan, who was pretending to be drinking, and couldn't help laughing: "Girl, are you sure you're not a drunkard?" Drunken Immortal is such a nickname, I don't think it's suitable for him. ”

"You know what?" Lu Yan raised his head and took a big sip and said, "As long as there is wine to drink, I am a poet." ”

"Uh-huh." Zhuo Ao glanced at the bill sent by the boss tremblingly.

"More often than not, though, I look like a beggar." Smiling awkwardly, Lu Yan pushed the bill in front of Zhuo Ao.

"I only said there was wine here, but I didn't say I wanted to invite you, you know, I'm just a poor scholar." Zhuo Ao pushed the bill back with the boss's devastating expression.

"I've never seen a poor scholar kill like mowing grass."

"But I actually played the lute, and their death has nothing to do with me."

"You also say this kind of thing, it's just the price of a drink, are you concerned?"

"Both of them are heroes and heroes, this meal, let me Golden Swallow invite." Jin Yanzi took out his purse, carefully output a few pieces of broken silver, and handed it to the boss, the boss left with a sigh of relief, Zhuo Ao couldn't figure out why he had to collect it since he was so afraid.

"Heroes? Make a woman pay! Rolling his eyes, Lu Yan turned his head with disdain and continued to drink.

"Since they paid for me, can you please put my wine down?"

"Ha, why bother."

Shaking his head, Zhuo Ao was also a little helpless, there was not much space with him, and now he had to use two bodies at the same time, and the originally sufficient space had become tight, so naturally it was not easy to bring these things with gold and silver, but occasionally fighting with people like this, in fact, it was not bad, with the continuous rise of strength and identity, Zhuo Ao had not felt like this for a long time.

"Thank you, Miss Swallow." After the joke, Zhuo Ao looked at the golden swallow and thanked him with a smile.

"Even if you don't have me, I believe that with your martial arts, you will be fine." The golden swallow shook his head.

"No, I mean the money for wine." Zhuo Ao seems to have some addictive feelings.

Golden Swallow: "......" (To be continued.) )