Bringing the two of them into a room door, the purple girl reached out and knocked on the door, and there was silence inside.

But the purple girl made a gesture to the two of them to invite them in, Ling Tian and Han Fei glanced at each other, pushed the door and walked in.

The room was small, with few fine furnishings, and by the window in the corner of the room, stood a long-haired man with his back to them.

The man didn't speak, tilted his head slightly, revealing half of his knife-like face, and a breeze blew through the window, blowing the man's pale hair.

"Brother Wei Zhuang."

Han Fei took a few steps forward, walked to the place not far behind the man and stood still, at the door of Ling Tian, he looked at the long-haired man with great interest, the real owner of Zilanxuan, the heir of the Ghost Valley Wei Zhuang.

"I thought you'd come alone."

Wei Zhuang turned around, revealing a cold and handsome face, from the outside, he was not very old, but with a steady and cold that did not belong to his age.

"You're probably more interested in him than I am."

Han Fei raised his chin, and his tone was relaxed, as if he couldn't detect the oppressive momentum on Wei Zhuang's body.

"Until then, I think you should give me a reason not to kill you."

The corners of Wei Zhuang's mouth curled, and there was no trace of murder in his words, but it could easily make people feel dangerous, just like the sense of urgency of walking a single-plank bridge on the abyss.

"Brother Wei Zhuang, do you know this thing?"

Han Fei didn't have the slightest fear on his face, he reached out and took out a wooden box from his arms, Wei Zhuang looked at the wooden box, and the expression in his eyes did not change.

"This is a gift from the Purple Girl in Qianlong Hall, and the water and gold hidden in the box officially cracks the key clues to the ghost soldier robbery case, but this item should have another owner." Han Fei played with the box in his hand, looked at Wei Zhuang's eyes and smiled, the corners of Wei Zhuang's mouth hooked, and he came to the wine table.

Wine had already been prepared on the table, Wei Zhuang took out three wine cups from the cabinet next to him, and filled them with wine, Han Fei and Ling Tian saw this and took their seats one after another.

"Brother Ling Tian, you see this thing, what is so important?" The three of them sat opposite each other, Han Fei pushed the wooden box in his hand in front of Ling Tian and asked with a smile.

Ling Tian took the wooden box in his hand, put it down after playing with it casually, and said: "The design of this box is quite ingenious, and there is a vertical and horizontal principle in it, if I guess correctly, this thing should come from the Ghost Valley." ”

"There are few in the world, the common people are smeared, there are hundreds of schools, only I am the only one...... Who would have thought that in this small Zilanxuan, there would be a ghost valley heir like Brother Wei Zhuang. Han Fei tapped the wooden box with his fingertips, and Wei Zhuang was unmoved, just tasting the wine in the cup alone.

"When the princes are angry, the world rests when they live in peace; Every time a ghost valley disciple appears in the world, it will set off earth-shattering waves, Wei Zhuang brother Long has been lurking in the abyss for many years, and suddenly returns to South Korea, what will it bring to South Korea? Han Fei got up and looked at Wei Zhuang with scrutiny in his eyes, and the smile on the corner of his mouth made him even more unpredictable.

"You're boring, and I'm more interested in him than you." Wei Zhuang put the wine cup on the table, but his eyes were taken away from Han Fei's body, and his gaze fell on the Tang Dao in Ling Tian's arms.

Ever since Ling Tian entered the house, he had felt a threat, as well as the extremely oppressive knife intent on the knife in Ling Tian's hand.

"Brother Ling Tian, can you borrow a knife to take a look?" Wei Zhuang got up and looked at Ling Tian Zhengse and pleaded.

Ling Tian raised his eyebrows and casually threw the Tang Dao at Wei Zhuang, who reached out to catch it, but as soon as he held it, he felt the weight that he could barely control.

A steady stream of internal qi poured into the tiger's mouth, using almost all of his strength, Wei Zhuang could barely hold it, looking at the Tang knife in his hand, which was only more than a meter long, Wei Zhuang's eyes showed a look of surprise.

As far as he knew, even the heaviest ore shouldn't be so heavy, and from the outside, this knife was very easy in Ling Tian's hands.

Making good use of such a heavy weapon, he couldn't imagine how terrifying Ling Tian's power must be.

Looking at the shock in Wei Zhuang's eyes, Ling Tian smiled slightly, this was originally a weapon created by the Dragon King, not only heavy, but also recognizable, with Wei Zhuang's current strength, it was almost impossible to pull out the knife.

This is also the reason why he is relieved to throw the knife to Wei Zhuang, except for him, in this world, no one can use this knife.

"I don't deserve this knife." Sure enough, Wei Zhuang tried to pull out the knife, but in the end he had no choice but to give up.

He could feel that the knife seemed to have a consciousness of its own, and it was very repulsive to him.

"This knife has a spirit, except when killing, it is never easy to show people, Brother Wei Zhuang, don't pull it out." Ling Tian stretched out his hand, chuckled, picked up the Tang Dao from Wei Zhuang's hand, and put it lightly in his hand: "I think since Brother Wei Zhuang handed over the wooden box to us, he must have his own calculations." ”

"Every investment has its corresponding value, I have already bet my chips on the ninth prince, and next, it is up to the ninth prince to prove his worth." Wei Zhuang stood up, his gaze swept over Ling Tian, and added, "If it's just like that, I'm afraid it won't make my heart move." ”

Han Fei looked at Wei Zhuang's back, the corners of his mouth raised, and he reached out to put his hand on Ling Tian's shoulder: "Brother Ling, since Brother Wei Zhuang is not very satisfied, then let's stop here today, in the next few days, I hope the value I provide can make Brother Wei Zhuang's heart move." ”

Wei Zhuang stood in front of the door, without speaking, but stretched out his hand to open the door of the house, and the meaning of sending off the guests was already very obvious.

……

When I left Zilanxuan, it was already dark.

In fact, the conversation with Wei Zhuang didn't take too long, but Han Fei didn't drink to his heart's content, and pulled Ling Tian to drink again, until the early hours of the morning, he reluctantly put down the wine glass.

Han Fei held the lantern in his hand, a little drunk, and there was silence around him, only the slight footsteps brought by his walking.

At this time, most of the residents of the city had fallen asleep, and occasionally a few residents turned on their lanterns, and then quickly extinguished them, Han Fei was walking on the empty streets, and the faint light flickered from the lanterns in his hands.

His steps were a little shaky, but his consciousness was clearer than ever, and as he walked under an old tree, he noticed a strange noise coming from behind him.

Han Fei turned his head, looked at the empty street behind him, and hooked the corners of his mouth slightly.

A strange noise sounded from afar, and as the sound intensified, black lines like shadows gradually lengthened along the bluestone under his feet.

Following the direction from which the voice came, Han Fei saw the scene at the city gate clearly, although he had been on guard for a long time, but when he saw this scene, the corners of his eyes couldn't help but jump.

It was a pitch-black war horse, and on each horse sat a cavalry holding a long ge, just like an army on the battlefield, and there was a big flag without a national name in the army!

The army rushed towards Han Fei, obviously there were thousands of troops, but they ran without a sound.

The black lines on the ground began to riot, scurrying in every inch of space in Pingyang City, and the already extremely dim night was completely dyed ink!