The light and shadow are bright and dark, and the dilapidated temples seem to be on the edge of the past and the present.

Ye Feng's expression was as straight as a ghost.

Yang Xiaoqi raised the sword in his hand, pointed it at the back of the old man's heart, and said sharply: "What are you doing, let him go!" ”

The old man let go of Ye Feng's hand, took a step back to the side, and spread his hands evenly to show that there was no malice, but the opening was earth-shattering.

"This fellow Daoist, although he is seriously injured now, his original art industry is really extraordinary, and he must be a fellow Taoist."

Ye Feng was silent, his gaze repeatedly back and forth on him, wandering.

The old man smiled, "There is no spiritual energy on the earth, but I have just detected a trace of spiritual power in you, and I am afraid that the same is true of the doubts of Daoyou."

"You must have a lot of questions in your heart, and I have something to ask, so let's talk openly and honestly."

Ye Feng came back to his senses from the shock, and regardless of whether the other party was an enemy or a friend, he was so calm and relaxed, but he fell behind.

Yang Xiaoqi has always had a good impression of the old man, and sneered when he heard the words: "Old man, you speak in a crepe, pretending to be a cultural person." This girl is not so particular, whether it is an old man or a cultural person, she is not soft when she should be beaten. ”

Being interrupted by her like this, Ye Feng completely relaxed, nodded, and asked, "What do you call the old gentleman?" ”

"The old man's surname is Zhuang, and his name is Baiyi."

Ye Feng repeated, feeling that the name was very familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere, "Zhuang Baiyi...... What, you are Zhuang Baiyi! ”

"Oh, have you heard my name?"

It's Chu Shengnan's diary, "You, you're Ah Sheng's grandfather......"

"Have you seen Chu Shengnan?"

Ye Feng said astringently: "Yes, my name is Ye Feng, I am from the Weinan base, I am Ah Sheng's, Ah Sheng's good friend." ”

Zhuang Baiyi said with relief: "Okay, good, I haven't seen this child for a few years, Katsunan, how is she?" ”

Ye Feng mourned in his heart, "Ah Sheng, she sacrificed ......"

Zhuang Baiyi's smile froze, "What...... When was it? ”

"...... about a month ago"

Zhuang Baiyi's figure shook and sat down slowly.

"Grandpa Zhuang, please mourn."

Zhuang Baiyi was silent for a long time, and whispered to himself: "Life is also the beginning of life, death is also the beginning of life, familiar with the life of the people, and the gathering of qi." Gathering is life, and scattering is death. If I am a disciple of life and death, what trouble will I have......"

He seemed to be trying to convince himself to come out of his sadness, but in his tone was indescribable sadness, and when he said it, his words were choked and finally out of tune.

Although Yang Xiaoqi didn't understand what he was talking about, he could hear the mourning in his tone, which was the loss of a white-haired person sending a black-haired person.

Yang Xiaoqi didn't recognize Chu Shengnan, she still couldn't stand such a heavy depression, got up and added some firewood to the fire, and walked out of the hall.

Quiet nights, low-hanging nights, dotted with stars and moons, and a cool breeze blowing across your cheeks.

The flowers in the mountains are very beautiful, which reminds her of the flowering period in Luoyang, and the beautiful young man who gave her osmanthus flowers.

Since then, the two lonely hearts have a harbor that can be docked, and all the time they look at each other is in the place of expectation, and they have become a love all the way.

However, the cruelty of reality does not allow for the slightest bit of poetry.

Whose voice sings an elegy, separated overnight, people and ghosts have different paths.

Now, there is no flowering period in Luoyang, and there is no more graceful boy in the world.

The mountain wind blew on her face, but she couldn't dissipate the irritability in her heart, she drew her sword and slashed the mountain rocks, sparks splashing everywhere.

Under the moonlight, several black shadows approached quickly.

A voice laughed insolently, "The moonlight here is excellent, and it is accompanied by a fresh breeze, which is an excellent place to bury bones." ”

"It's you again!"

The grinding mood was very good, and said with a smile: "My little sister is in such a hurry every time, but it makes me easy to find all the way." ”

"Die!"

Yang Xiaoqi closed the mask with a "snap", and stabbed with a distracted sword.

The grinding man had already prepared, swung his sword away, took a few steps back, jumped out of the circle, and ordered: "Take it for me!" ”

This time he brought enough of his men, five barons, and more than thirty samurai.

The dignified Earl, if you want to deal with a little human girl personally, it is not ashamed to say it. Although this has been done several times, no one has seen it.

Yang Xiaoqi was caught off guard, and was surrounded in the middle with a bang.

A dark baron roared, picked up his tomahawk and rushed forward, fighting her.

Yang Xiaoqi can't beat people, but he is not afraid of others.

In the past, when her brother Yang Beibing only had a first-level enhancement, he dared to wear a power armor to match the dark baron. Now that she's a second-level booster, the new mech has almost doubled its strength and speed performance, plus it's full rage and full firepower, and the opponents who hit it screamed when they landed.

It's just that if you want to repeat your old tricks, you can run away when you go in and grab someone, but you can't find a chance.

The grinder turned his head and pointed to the two barons behind him, "You, and you, go up together." ”

The two dark barons looked at each other, and they were angry, let us fight one of the three, we don't want to lose face? The action did not dare to slow down by half a minute, and the grinding man claimed that the prime minister could hold the boat in his belly, but he was not an open-minded person.

The two of them bowed to him together, swung their big swords in their hands, and entered the battle group.

Yang Xiaoqi has studied kung fu with her brother for a few days, and her experience in fighting people is almost zero.

It's a pity that Yang Beibing himself is also a three-legged cat, and the apprentices he taught are naturally commonplace, and he is a little busy with one against three.

Fortunately, the mecha has a considerable advantage in speed, and it is not inferior in strength, and after receiving a few dangerous moves, it gradually stabilized its position.

Aristocrats are arrogant, and of course it is impossible to specialize in what three to one scoundrel cooperation. The battle formation training between the three barons is mainly aimed at large-scale charges on the battlefield, and it is not very clever to use it in brawls.

For a moment, the fiery red mecha was interspersed and moved among the black battle armor. The four of them are all brutal, and they "listen to the order" and fight quite well.

The more Yang Xiaoqi fights, the more handy he becomes, and the advantage in the blade is reflected.

The Xuanyuan Divine Sword appeared in the Qin Kingdom, which can be regarded as a peerless weapon, and it is simply an artifact in the gravity environment of the earth. The so-called heavy sword has no edge, and the heavy sword with a sword body weight of 36.3 kg is still sharp and unmatched, which is too shameless.

With a "ding" sound, a severed sword flew out.

The dark baron with the sword couldn't hold back, and Yang Xiaoqi took advantage of the situation and poked a sword in the shoulder.

He snorted, jumped out of the circle, changed his tomahawk, and rejoined the warband.

Grinder's eyes lit up, "I want this sword, remember to pick it up for me later." ”

He doesn't care about Yang Xiaoqi, this is just a small role, no matter how much he jumps, he can only be wiped out with a snap of his fingers, Ye Feng is the big trouble.

In his mind, Ye Feng had already been placed on the same level as Bing Sa.

Seeing that he led the remaining two dark barons towards the hall, Yang Xiaoqi was in a hurry, rushed over with his sword, and was forced to retreat by the two dark barons, one on the left and one on the right.

The grinding man stepped into the main hall, saw the big zongzi at first sight, and rubbed his hands with satisfaction, "Your Excellency, we meet again." ”

Ye Feng crooked his mouth, "Why are you everywhere, aren't you the one who, by the way, what's your name?" ”

Moren smiled and said: "My name is Moruto, please remember this name, because, it is my honor that I killed you." ”

He glanced at Zhuang Baiyi, slightly surprised that there was one more person, and waved his hand impatiently, "Old man, go out." ”

Zhuang Baiyi said lightly: "What, didn't Bingsa come?" ”

Hearing this, the grinder paused, "What are you!" ”

Zhuang Baiyi reached into his arms, took out an emerald green bamboo, and turned it into a book in his hand, "Tell me, what did you see?" ”

"It's the Book of Darkness!"

The Book of Darkness, the supreme secret book of the dark world, is said to have won the throne of darkness.

Greed was evident in the grinding man's eyes. However, when the old man had just called out Lord Bingsa's name, the light and light tone in his tone made him feel deeply vigilant in his heart.

He took a step back and pointed forward, "You two go up together and kill him!" ”