After a few days, Chang'an City seemed to be much calmer, and the swordsmen and others walked out nervously. Since they came back that day, they were afraid of causing a sensation, so they went back to their divisions, and Amethyst Xue did not return to the clan, so they stayed in the Tang Dynasty Mansion, but they didn't want anything to happen again, so they dressed up in disguise and took the children to the largest teahouse in Chang'an City-Red Sleeve Pavilion. But this building is said to be a tea house, in addition to tasting tea, there is also a supply of fine wine, but also can watch a play, there will be a storyteller.

The children had never been to such a place before, and they were very excited, except for some afraid of life, Shui Yun'er held Wu Man'er's hand tightly. A few others ran around curiously, and the most excited was Sheng Yingxin, she had completely inherited the lively and active nature of the bone elf, if it weren't for the swordsman pulling her, she wouldn't have known where she would have gone.

Everyone paid the silver taels, found a few tables on the second floor, sat down on the next table, asked someone to serve a few jars of wine, a pot of tea and some fruit cakes, and turned their heads to look down, and they could see everything on the table. Although these are of little interest to the "weather-beaten" crowd, a few little ones like it very much, leaning against the fence one by one, watching with interest.

When the play ended, two men worked together to bring up a wooden table, and then, under the watchful eyes of the audience, an old man with gray hair and crutches walked up step by step.

"Looks like it's a storyteller." Xiaoyaosheng said.

"I don't know what the old gentleman will say." The swordsman took a sip of wine.

"Mother, what is storytelling?" Huo Lin'er turned her head to look at the heroine.

"It's like storytelling."

"Oh."

At this time, the old man on the stage stood in front of the wooden table, cleared his throat, and spoke.

"Today, we continue yesterday's story."

As soon as these words came out, there was an immediate sensation in the audience and upstairs, and everyone's faces, including children, were excited.

"On that day, all the Celestial Destiny warriors have successfully survived the tribulation, and in the face of the powerful evil god Chiyou, they are not afraid and bravely resist!"

Hearing this, everyone upstairs was stunned, daring to love that this old man was actually talking about the man of destiny fighting the evil god Chiyou.

"We should, won't we be discovered?" Feiyan whispered.

"Maybe, after all, we've hidden all our mana."

"Hey, let's be improvised, it's really not good, it's the best policy!"

"Hmm."

The old man on the stage continued: "Although the Destiny Warriors fought to the death, they did not yet have peerless divine weapons in their hands, and they could not seal Chi You, so they could only delay time as much as possible! But I also suffered a lot of injuries! Just when the sword in the hand of that red-haired young man, the leader of the Destiny Warriors, and the chief of the Tang Dynasty's official mansion broke, their friend finally sent the peerless divine soldier! And just as the Destiny Warriors were about to seal Chi You, an accident happened. ”

Hearing this, the hand holding the wine glass in the swordsman couldn't help but tremble, and the bone elf also lowered his head, his eyes full of sadness.

"Don't sell it anymore, what's going on next?" The people in the audience were very dissatisfied, and the old man suddenly stopped talking and started to coax.

Seeing this, the old man sighed and continued: "Just as they were about to seal Chiyou, the purple-haired girl who had a deep affection for the red-haired boy among the Destiny Warriors suddenly lost her mind and attacked the red-haired boy because of Chiyou's evil magic. Therefore, the formation collapsed, but this is, Chiyou ordered the purple-haired girl to kill the red-haired boy, and the purple-haired girl left, but the red-haired boy really couldn't bear to attack her, and the other Destiny warriors wanted to help, but they were blocked by Chiyou, and the red-haired boy could only deal with it alone. He kept telling the purple-haired girl about the past, hoping to bring her back to her senses, but Chi You's control was too strong, and even if it did a little work, it still didn't have much effect. In the end, perhaps it was the red-haired boy's carelessness, and the purple-haired girl's weapon pierced his abdomen, but in the face of her, the red-haired boy did not blame, regardless of the fact that her weapon had pierced his body, and slowly hugged the purple-haired girl. A tearful word to her made the purple-haired girl regain her senses. I thought that was the end of it. But who knows, Chiyou sucked the purple-haired girl into his body, and at that time, the red-haired boy desperately tried to grab the purple-haired girl's hand that was gradually moving away, but he didn't do it, and watched her being sucked into the body by Chiyou, but he couldn't do anything. For the sake of the peace of others and the Three Realms, the purple-haired girl did not hesitate to destroy her origin and severely injured Chiyou, who was so angry that she tore the traces of the sky. At this time, the red-haired boy endured his grief and ordered the Destiny Warriors to divide into two groups, one to repair the Traces of Heaven, while he himself led the rest to seal Chiyou. However, because there were only six people, they did not hesitate to inject the Yuan Shen into the formation and successfully sealed Chiyou, but at the price, they became stone statues. Speaking of this, the old man couldn't help but shake his head and sigh.

And the people in the audience were already in tears (why do I myself have the urge to cry o(╥_╥)o), but the people upstairs have long been crying, the swordsman directly crushed the wine glass, the tears of the bone elf wet the veil, and the other people are tightly holding each other's hands (who grabs whose hand you know) to the person of destiny, that time, is the past they don't want to recall. Amethyst Xue is the same, when she saw that kind of situation, if it wasn't for her brother pulling her, she would definitely rush out.

Suddenly, a somewhat immature, but loud voice suddenly sounded beside him.

"Grandpa, our father and mother don't want to think about sad things anymore, can you stop talking about it?"

The children noticed the strangeness of their father, although the children did not fully understand what the old man said just now, but they also understood that this was a bad thing that their parents had experienced, and they couldn't help but be sad when they thought about it, so they wanted the old man not to continue talking.