"-'Evil Emperor' Xiang Yutian?"

Hearing Su Hang's voice, the terrifying head of the skeleton of "You Bird Tired" tilted its head, revealing a bit of surprise:

"It looks like the children know a lot of things, Lu Miaozi?"

It seems that although this "evil emperor" is not in the rivers and lakes, he does not pay any attention to the affairs in the rivers and lakes.

Even, his understanding of Su Hang is far stronger than that of most large and small forces.

Wan Wan was fine, but Zhu Yuyan couldn't help but widen her eyes.

Not only did I hear the news that Lu Miaozi was still alive, but also that he was taken under Su Hang's command, but also because the other party's two sentences were tantamount to admitting his identity.

She didn't expect that this "old man", who was as famous as herself at the beginning, but went crazy and should have died so long ago that "no bones remained", would appear in front of her again in such a strange form.

"The seniors guessed wrong, and the juniors can recognize the seniors, not because of Master Lu, but because of a legend."

"A legend?"

The ghostly light in Xiang Yutian's eye socket flickered, and he became more curious.

"This is it."

Su Hang reached into his arms and took out a beautiful book.

"Tales of the Frontier"? Volume Thirty-Nine?

With Zhu Yuyan's eyesight, she naturally recognized the font on the cover for the first time.

Su Hang sent it gently, and with a lot of energy, he held the book and flew straight in the direction of "Xiang Yutian", but just when he was about to hit the other party, he seemed to suddenly lose power and fell straight down.

And "Xiang Yutian" calmly stretched out his hand and caught the fallen book, as if he had expected this scene for a long time.

"Bian Huang, it's really a word I haven't seen in a long time."

Seeing this scene, Su Hang finally affirmed in his heart that the other party was indeed the evil emperor he knew, not You Niaoti, who was pretending to be a ghost.

Even if the other party really heard the word "Bian Huang" from Xiang Yutian's mouth, he would never be able to see through his hidden changes in strength.

After sighing, "Xiang Yutian" opened the book in his hand if no one opened it, just the word "Bianhuang" was enough to arouse his interest and take a look at it.

But soon, "Xiang Yutian" let out a light "um" and put away his nonchalant attitude.

Originally, he only thought that this "Legend of the Frontier Wilderness" was the one left by Zhuo Madsheng.

However, when he opened it, he knew that he was wrong, and it was a big mistake.

"Hunting Ridge, dusk.

I don't know why, since the afternoon, Ji Qianqian has been feeling restless, could it be that something went wrong with Yanlang?

She wished that time would slip by.

Only in the dead of night can she gather her mental strength and communicate with Yan Fei......"

On a whim, he had already read the "Legend of the Frontier Wilderness" written by Zhuo Madsheng, and there was absolutely no such paragraph in it.

But this is by no means a far-fetched work of ignorant people based on legends.

Although there are still many details to be discussed, most of the dialogues and experiences, as well as the characters' tricks and even psychological activities, are not more accurate.

Especially the parts related to him, almost all of them were hit, and the memories that caused him to be dusty in his heart gradually began to wake up.

Xiang Yutian can be sure that except for a few people at the beginning, he will never be able to write such an accurate and detailed story-

No, it's documentary.

Moreover, the paper and handwriting are a little too unique.

"Xiang Yutian" gently rubbed the paper in his hand with his dry palm, there is no doubt that such a white and smooth paper, as well as the neat handwriting, is the first time he has seen it after living for hundreds of years.

For a while, in the deserted temple, there was only the sound of turning pages from time to time in "Xiang Yutian", and the continuous sound of rain outside.

"Grandpa?"

Ding Rou and Lu Qingyun cautiously moved to Ding Peng's side and asked in a low voice.

Ding Peng immediately shook his head and made a gesture to signal the two to silence.

The terrifying master who once easily forced them into a desperate situation, in front of the legendary "Demon Star", he couldn't even move three moves and two styles.

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they would never have believed that a boy who was not even half the age of her granddaughter could have such terrifying strength.

To be honest, the scene in front of him has long been beyond Ding Peng's understanding.

However, whether it is a "demon star" or an "evil emperor", just by listening to the name, you know that it is not a good stubble.

Years of life experience have taught him that the wisest choice at the moment is to do nothing, well, at most, seize the time to heal the injury, and then honestly be his own background board, and try not to attract the attention of this group of bigwigs.

Although it sounds a bit cowardly, there is no way, it is not who is braver in the rivers and lakes, but who can survive to the end.

Time passed slowly but firmly, and the sound of rain outside the temple gradually stopped.

"Interesting!"

"Xiang Yutian" finally closed the book and looked at Su Hang with unfinished eyes:

"What about the first thirty-eight volumes, and the last one?"

What a person can see is limited, although this "Legend of the Frontier Wilderness" records him, to be precise, the story of his friend Yan Fei, but there are also many of them, which are small stories that he didn't know at the beginning.

Also, looking at my own experience from another angle, it was surprisingly interesting.

"The senior said it was funny."

Su Hang has been staring at the number one master in the Datang world, trying to find any clues, but it has been in vain:

"There are forty volumes of legends in the whole volume, and it is already a coincidence that there is a volume with you below."

"That's just as well."

"Xiang Yutian" was a little regretful and looked at Su Hang again:

"Do you know who this 'Huang Yi' is?"

Finding that the tone of "Xiang Yutian" was not the slightest different, Su Hang also relaxed a little.

It seems that although this "evil emperor" is well-informed, he is still far from having access to his true core secret.

Of course, on the surface, Su Hang still shook his head quietly and did not answer.

"Xiang Yutian" didn't feel anything wrong either.

Because if nothing else, this "Huang Yi" should be one of the few old friends who experienced that period of history with him, at Su Hang's age, who can he see besides himself?

"Even the details of that battle are known so clearly, the author of this book should be undoubtedly him......"

As early as when he was flipping through it, Xiang Yutian already had a guess in his heart, and asked Su Hang about it, but it was just a routine matter.

Except for his best friend, the peerless swordsman Yan Fei, who else could know his words and even the details of the Shattered Void so clearly.

"However, Yan Fei will have this leisure and elegance to write a script? I'm afraid he dictated it, someone wrote it, right?

Ah......h