Shi Youleng is not false to others, like a huge holy church, thousands of people standing and sitting on the side, and there is only the Holy Son in his eyes.

He is Tie Xiao's partner and brother, and if his brother doesn't like the Templar, he naturally doesn't like it either.

Two days ago, he heard that Kou Chao was coming, and in an emergency, he took eighteen horsemen overnight and directly took the path back to Guanshan Xiongguan, day and night, and then found that there was nothing wrong with him at all

Kou Chao has been solved.

Or was solved by one person.

Shi Youleng was shocked.

Listening to the eldest brother talk about the emergency situation at that time, saying that this time there were even Yin soldiers, as well as special thieves who carried bamboo baskets and threw hooks and sickles, Shi Youleng sweated when he listened.

He knew what it meant to be a Yin Soldier.

To put it bluntly, there is no problem for a Yin soldier to break the gate of a small city, but there were five Kou Chao that day.

But it was still solved by that one man.

Tie Xiao said that he had to have a drink with the Holy Son.

Shi Youleng also agreed.

Tie Xiao said again that he was the coach and could not leave.

So, Shi Youleng came.

At the top of the restaurant, the two of them staggered, drinking the green plum fairy brew that is a specialty of Beiliang Qishui City.

At the mouth of the staircase stood a column of elite soldiers.

"In the future, the door of my Beiliang Military Department will always be open to the Holy Son, you come, you are a guest, you can't drink in the army, but you eat meat, and the enthusiasm of Zongma in the north is indispensable. ”

"General Shi is polite, when he came to the country and saw the enemy attacking, he should have brought a knife out, and the weak one killed an enemy, and the stronger one was a little stronger, with the same mind and the same patriotism, so this glass of wine, but I should respect you soldiers. ”

The more Shi Youleng looked at Xia Ji, the more he liked it, and he only felt that there was such a strange man in the world, and he couldn't wait to pull him to worship.

But after thinking about it, I still dispelled this idea.

He only felt that compared with the Holy Son, the recklessness on the rivers and lakes was really not good.

Maybe it's a good thing that the Holy Gate is run by this man.

The two drank for a long time and talked for a long time, and then Shi Youleng spent the night in the inn once, and returned to Guanshan the next day.

During the conversation, Xia Ji deepened his understanding of the world a little more.

Gradual.

The news of the battle of Xia Ji Guan Mountain also spread slowly.

The name of the Great Wei Sword King has been strengthened again.

In addition to "killing the youngest generation of the Shadow Academy Palace at the border of Wei and Yan, forcing the Yan people not to dare to come west", "going out to fight on behalf of the teacher, killing Master Tianyuan Li Ling", now there is such a prestige as "resisting the Kou tide alone and killing three thousand enemies with one sword".

Outsiders don't know the beginning and end of that battle, but the attitude of the Beiliang Military Department towards the Holy Son can be clearly seen.

It can be said that the Holy Church Master, or the head of the Beiliang Gate Sect went to find Tie Xiao, and people might just say "No, get out" and send it away, but Xia Ji went, and he rode out to meet Tie Xiao from afar.

The gap between people and people is so big.

The senior brothers who were jealous before were all scared, and they avoided the senior sisters of the headquarters who were rampant when they ate.

Because the junior sisters are not good at stubble, the eyes full of scenes swept over, and they were slapping their faces.

When the brothers scolded, they were happy, but at this time they felt extremely embarrassed.

There was also an unbeliever who insisted on going to the canteen to eat at noon, but he was made to cry by the eyes of the junior sisters, and turned around and ran back.

If you spit in the wind, you will eventually smash it back into your face.

Summer is the wind.

On the evening of the third day.

Xia Ji didn't report hope, and went to sit in a pavilion near Wei Qingyi's small courtyard.

After sitting for a while, Ben was about to return, but suddenly he felt something unusual.

By this time midnight had passed, and the air had become cold and oppressive.

With a thought, Xia Ji raised his eyes and swept around.

There doesn't seem to be anything peculiar.

He squinted, then stretched out his right hand, pressed his index finger against his eyelids, and slowly brushed his pupils.

The sacred bone in the index finger of the right hand played a role in warding off evil spirits.

The divine aura erased the evil aura in front of him.

Suddenly, the world began to change in sight.

Look again.

The small courtyard in the distance was indeed different, and became a little distorted.

It was as if a model had been thrown into a black water tank, and then the cold water surface was thrown into the water to create ripples.

Xia Ji got up, stepped out, and walked directly towards the small courtyard.

As we got closer, a colder and colder air hit.

It wasn't the cold of the air, but an eerie chill.

The courtyard and the path are quiet, the trees and vegetation are a little distorted, and the cicadas and frogs are shouting as if they are in a dream.

The cracks in the tiles, the cracks in the doors, the cracks in the windows, every thin seam seems to hide something, quietly peeping.

Xia Ji turned his head suddenly, but the sense of peeping disappeared in an instant, as if he was hiding again, but as soon as he looked away, the peeping sense appeared again.

Xia Ji didn't care about this, he walked a few steps, and suddenly, all the scenery in front of him was like deep black seagrass in the water, bending and twisting.

There was nothing in the courtyard, but the feeling of evil and oppression was even stronger.

Xia Ji wiped his eyes with the Holy Bone Finger again, and the world became clearer again, feeling the source of the evil qi carefully.

"In the backyard. There is really something wrong with this Wei Qingyi, and my feeling is not wrong. ”

The boy turned to the side of the house, leaned against the wall, and leaned sideways into the backyard.

At the end of the day, the feeling of evil aura became more and more intense, and it was simply suffocating.

Xia Ji poked his head out slightly, and his pupils couldn't help shrinking.

It was a huge black horse with a blazing mane burning crimson flames and white pupils, dragging the carriage and waiting quietly in the backyard.

This is

Xia Ji couldn't help but think of the nightmare of his previous life, and confirmed that this black horse was the charcoal corpse in the black egg.

At least it's the same kind of thing as the charcoal corpse that jumped into the deep well.

He only glanced at it, but it seemed to freeze the air.

Time stopped, the sound of the wind and the chirping of the cicadas disappeared, and the trees and grass swayed still.

Only the terrifying black horse was left to turn its head slowly and mechanically, and a pair of miserable white and strange eyes stared straight at Xia Ji.

Then, suddenly, the curtain of the carriage was lifted.

Wei Qingyi walked out of it, he was wearing a strange black shirt, his expression was cold, with bloodthirsty meaning, and suddenly he joked: "Holy Son, you are really a poor worm with too much curiosity, you actually found this place, but what can you do?"

Outside, I can't beat you, but here, I'll see how much of your power can be used.

Don't let me down. ”

This is quite handsome, the usually modest Templar elite disciple seems to have changed, he showed a sinister smile, the long sword was pulled out of the sheath, the black sheath was thrown away, and the landing was silent.

A black mist like flames lingered around the sword's body.

Then he walked towards the bold probe.

Xia Ji squinted slightly, he felt as if he had been grabbed by something all over his body, and it felt like a ghost pressing the bed.

After moving twice, the sense of oppression also increased, and it fixed him.

Powerful True Qi was infused into the Holy Bone, and suddenly the tip of his index finger flashed with a white-gold destructive luster.

Click.

The world seemed to crumble a little around that finger.

It seems that the screen has been hit with a small hole in the stone.

Xia Ji continued to increase his strength.

Click!!

The movement of the world shattering grew louder and louder, and he could see countless cracks in the space.

Wei Qingyi showed a look of shock, he sped up, and the sword in his hand seemed to pierce out a vicious sword shadow, like a poisonous snake looking for truth.

But the sword stopped only halfway through.

Wei Qingyi raised his head in fear, looked behind Xia Ji, his body trembled instinctively, and then suddenly knelt down to the young man in front of him, and his whole body began, and in the flames, black smoke billowed out, flowing out of Wei Qingyi's seven orifices.

"Is that the effect?"

Xia Ji stood quietly, and at this moment he used the fear true intent of the 1 unit.

He knew he would never see what was behind it.

But his enemies can see it.

After seeing it, it is either death, or it must not be passed on to others in any way, this is what Li Ying said.

so

What did Wei Qingyi see?

The corpse, which had been almost burned, widened its pupils and stared at Xia Ji's back.

In the eyes that were about to completely lose their brilliance, a burning ancient Buddha was reflected.

Thousands of eyes, even through the blurred water film many times, can still feel the fear of trembling spirits.

At this moment, Xia Ji has completed three tests.

First, the Holy Bone, which has the role of breaking illusion and true vision.

Second, Wei Qingyi is really helping the curse to do things.

Third, the effect of 1 unit's fear is to incinerate the enemy, or is it fire?

He decided to try the fourth one, which was what he was here for.

So, Xia Ji stretched out his left hand, and in the palm of his left hand, the crimson texture of the three waning moons lit up.

The nightmare black horse in the distance suddenly turned its head sideways, stared at it with a terrifying horse face, and then ran abruptly in the direction of Xia Ji.

In the silence of the world, there is only the terrible sound of horses' hooves.

Harsh, heartbeat-uncontrollable, cold hands and feet.

The black horse ran in front of Xia Ji, looked at Wei Qingyi, who was kneeling down and burning, opened his big mouth, revealing a mouthful of sharp jagged fangs, and then swallowed this elite who "felt that he was full of advantages a moment ago and wanted to kill Xia Ji".

I chewed it twice and swallowed it again.

Poor Wei Qingyi was double-tortured and killed, it was really miserable, this was still the case where Xia Ji didn't take a direct shot.

Finally.

The black horse's miserable white eyes stared straight at Xia Ji.

Xia Ji also looked at it.

Suddenly, the black horse opened its mouth and let out a hysterical scream mixed with countless noises: "Xia Ji, why are you here?"

The young man said: "Do things, pass." ”

The screams of countless voices pieced together continued: "Stop meddling, or I will take back your Hades dwelling." ”

The corners of Xia Ji's lips turned up slightly, but he smiled and said, "Okay." ”

I don't know if he should answer the former sentence or the latter sentence.