Outside the door, there was a sudden sound of horses' hooves running, Li Dahan took a step forward and pushed the door open.

The main entrance of the courtyard by the ancient well suddenly opened, and the horses' hooves leaped forward like raindrops, and then stopped in the front yard in a long neigh. A knight rolled over and dismounted, striding towards the meteor.

"Brother Li, the Ninth Master is back. I would like to ask you to go over and talk about it. The knight said.

...

"Soon, perhaps, there will be a real life-and-death battle to break out in this land, and the victory or defeat for both warring parties may be a short stop, and they will forget what kind of stop. The figure was slightly staring in the shadow of the unflowering trees, looking a little thin and lonely, and his voice was slightly low. With a pronounced Nanzawa accent, after all, he studied there as a carpenter for several years. The memories of shavings and scraps linger like nails into a wood.

Jiu Ye squinted and leaned lazily on the mahogany rocking chair, the green vegetation blocked most of the sunlight, and only the light in his eyes shone like cold glass.

After seeing the ninth master, Jia Zheng called back the carrier pigeon and took out the letter and handed it to the ninth master.

After browsing the letters of Zhai's father-in-law in Jiafu, he faced the eccentric beloved daughter Nine Points. The Ninth Master couldn't help but smile: "Since it is Grandpa Zhai's people, we don't want to offend, so let's let them go quickly, so as not to cause extraneous branches." ”

"You may know that the King of Huainan is going to the west, so he made the decision. People in small places are still stupid. At nine o'clock, Yang raised his eyebrows, and his eyes showed a deep disdain and disdain.

"Anyway, Grandpa Zhai is the queen mother's celebrity. Now that even the Grand Governor has given him three points, we must not act rashly. Mu Xi, this matter will be left to you. ”

Mu Xi, who had been standing silently, stepped forward and bowed deeply: "My subordinates know what to do." ”

So, an old man and a young man from Jincheng came to a big mansion with the lantern in a daze. A bright moon hung under the eaves, and the blurred green of the willow trees became clear. At this time, Jia Zheng suddenly had an illusion, it was like entering the emperor's back garden, although he had never stepped into the palace for half a step.

The entire courtyard covers an area of dozens of acres and is hidden among leafy trees. Jia Zheng looked up, and the distant sky sprinkled with clear light, reflecting the pale gray of the rockery pond. Turning through a moon gate, the winding corridor winds one after another, and it seems that it will never be finished.

Finally, the little servant stopped in front of the house with several rows of red lanterns hanging high, turned around and waved at the two of them to enter the house. Jia Zheng and Zhou Shizhi entered the house, and the little guy turned around and left. For a moment, the orange light disappeared into the darkness.

Unexpectedly, the little guy walked like a stone sinking into the sea, and he disappeared after waiting for more than two hours.

The anxious Jia Zheng sat on the chair, his fingers kept tapping on Nanmu's case, and the atmosphere was a little stagnant.

This is a side room, and it is not a living room just from the placement of items and furniture. Jia Zheng pursed his lips, a little dissatisfied in his heart. This father-in-law Zhai is really scheming, and he also accepted the jade pendant and read the letters. Is this the way of hospitality in Kyoto? When he was sullen, Zhou Shizhi opened his mouth on the side: "Master Jia, according to the old man's guess, Grandpa Zhai will not see us." I don't know if the bureau arranged by the ninth master is deep or shallow, so let's go back and wait for the master to decide. ”

Jia Zheng did not speak. Zhou Shizhi saw doubts in his eyes, leaned over and lowered his voice: "There are ears on the wall here, not a place to speak, it is better to be careful in everything." He looked at Jia Zheng, but the corner of his eye quickly glanced out of the window.

Outside the window, the shadows of the lights and trees were alienated, but there was no one in sight, and there was silence, and the tall tree branches fluttered like silk hair in the wind, which made Jia Zheng's heart gradually cool. I thought that it was really as deep as the sea, and it was indeed not a place to stay for a long time. Just as he was thinking about leaving, there was a slight sound of footsteps outside.

Then a figure flashed in, silent as a fallen leaf.

"The two of you have been waiting for a long time, and Grandpa Zhai can't come over because of something important. It is rumored that the jade pendant has been inspected by someone, and it is the one that the Queen Mother lost and stolen. The voice was tepid, lacking in masculinity and more delicate and soft in a woman. It sounds nondescript and feels weird: "You two go back to Master Mingjia, let him rest assured, Grandpa Zhai has his own decision on everything." ”

I traveled thousands of miles to Kyoto, but no one saw it, and I waited for a few words. With a depressed and dissatisfied mood, Jia Zheng and Zhou Shizhi returned home.

The son of the Jia family, who already has a domineering personality, can bear this grievance, and as soon as he gets home, he is furious with his subordinates.

After listening to Zhou Shizhi's story, Jia Huai was silent for a long time. Instead of being angry, he was happy, and said with a smile: "There is a saying that I don't know if Zhou Lao has ever heard of it? What's more, Zhai's father-in-law is rich and rivals the country, which proves that this person has gained a firm foothold in Kyoto and mingled with the core faction. The more indifferent he is, the more powerful he is, and in the near future, Jincheng will be another battlefield for Gong Dou. ”

Zhou Shizhi looked at Jia Huai with a fine light in his eyes, and seemed to be aware that the secret war in Kyoto was about to spread to Jincheng, and the future of Jincheng would undergo earth-shaking changes. After all, Jia Huai is a person who is thorough, and he has to thoroughly observe all the situation before deciding on his next words and deeds.

Maybe the gold will never be recovered. The unsettling premonition strikes again, as real and brutal as the nightmares that are often had. Zhou Shizhi wiped his forehead and found that a fine cold sweat had appeared.

... The noise of the street mingled with the neighing of wheels and horses, and suddenly there was a rapid sound of horses' hooves from the south, like a torrential rain whipping down rocks, and clattering through the sky. The oncoming dust fluttered in the sun, and a horse split through the vast flow of people and galloped rapidly. Immediately, the young man whipped fiercely and "drove" the robe on his body and flew with the wind, completely ignoring the feelings of the crowd under his feet. Someone couldn't dodge and fell backwards, like a sack, almost falling to the ground.

Evil Xiaoqi drove his horse to Huanxi Shahu, where there was a fight.

The young and famous Luo Lonely Kou will challenge the Tianshui Master of Tianshui Gate on the cliff by the lake.

Many years later, the sword momentum in Evil Xiaoqi's memories lingered. He remembered that his blood was boiling in an instant, like the turbulent waves of the river on the shore, and at that moment, Evil Xiaoqi had an epiphany.

Some people are born to live for martial arts, and the unfolded martial arts are even more like the woman who has lost her soul, with the incisiveness of destroying everything.

The moss of the cliff wall is covered with strange rocks, and it is purple and black in the sunlight. The lake was like a monstrous monster biting at the craggy rocks, making a deafening sound.

When Evil Xiaoqi struggled to climb to the top of the cliff, a strong wind swept over him and he was about to lose his eyes, and tears and snot poured down. When he saw the knife clearly, he was taken aback.

But a knife, if it weren't in the hands of the Lonely Kou, no one would believe it. It's such a rusty knife, without a trace of murderous aura, without a sharp appearance, and no one thinks it's a weapon. But in the overgrown rocky field on the top of the cliff by the lake, a dangerous knife danced out of thin air, and in the blink of an eye, the kung fu knife was sparkling, the knife shadow was swaying, the knife was as fierce as a tiger, like a wave, surging and shouting straight into the sky.

Master Tianshui slowly squinted his eyes and silently recited the condensation technique, and in an instant, ten thousand void lights were emitted, covering the top of his head with a faint golden light, looking like a god and Buddha from a distance.

There was a hurricane spinning on his head, but when Evil Xiaoqi looked closely, there were actually two air currents roaring and surging with each other, like two fierce beasts biting and fighting.

The distant sky is high and mysterious, like a wash of tranquility. There were a few leisurely white clouds floating in the blue sky, and a few crisp birdsongs came out from time to time, which made the cliff face calm and peaceful in the fierce battle.

If there is a man of God looking up from above, looking down on the sky, the clouds will float. At the top of the cliff, a few thin clouds like feathers are wrapped and floating, making people vaguely feel that it is moving. When it is not moving, it is like a cloud, and when it is hidden. When moving, it is like a tiger descending from the mountain, and the outline with gold rim is as sharp as a rock, constantly twisting and biting.

Evil Xiaoqi watched the wild sword light of the lonely Kou flickering like a stream of fireflies under the sunlight. But under the compulsion of Master Tianshui's golden light protector, he had to retreat. The footwork took a few steps back, and there was already an abyss behind him. Seeing the evil little seven tremble, he was terrified.

There is no way out, but there is no reduction in strength. If you continue like this, you will soon fall into the abyss and your bones will be shattered, and your bones will be gone...

Master Tianshui clasped his hands together and said something in his mouth. Suddenly, he pinched the seal in his hand, and a pure cyan flame flew from his middle finger, and the wisps rose obliquely, about a zhang, forming a large flame and stopping in the air. After a shout, the eyes of the people were already settled.

The terrifying spread of the Jingguang Dao above his head was uncontrollable, and Evil Xiaoqi seemed to be surrounded by the void and airless enchantment, and it was difficult to breathe in his chest. It's like having a hand in his throat, no matter how much he inhales, he always feels that he can't breathe, and finally he has to exhale the air in his lungs and replace it with completely fresh air to prevent suffocation.

Luo Lonely Kou's body slammed, and his wrist shook. The rocks under his feet shook and trembled, and at the same time as the dust was raised, countless gravel began to fall down with a clatter.

The sword went straight into the sky, drawing an arc and slashing the flame.

Luo Lonely's still young face was drenched in a bean-sized cold sweat. Evil Xiaoqi had heard Old Man Feng talk about this young man who was obsessed with martial arts, and perhaps his young and frivolous heart was extremely eager to have unruly dreams.

If he can defeat Master Tianshui, Old Man Feng's "Martial Realm Scholar" will soon add another newcomer.

Lonely Kou needs to win too much.

The sword light is like a rainbow, the wind is vertical and horizontal, and the momentum is fierce.

After the flame burned violently in mid-air, the pure white flame core kept spinning, and it seemed that some kind of huge power began to slowly emanate, and even the ground under his feet had a tendency to tremble slightly. In the void ahead, it seemed that something was corresponding, something was whistling.

The Lonely Kou stands on the cliff wall in an uncanny posture, like a welcoming pine. His palms were slightly tight, and the cold light in his eyes increased, like sharp blades under the scorching sun, piercing and fierce. The loss and confusion in the bottom of his eyes can no longer be hidden, and his resolute face is slightly tilted, revealing a kind of tough strength.