As soon as he said this, I noticed that a dozen meters away from me, there was a person standing condescendingly on the stone steps of the city wall!

Because he happened to be facing away from the next beacon, he was affected by the firelight at this time, and he couldn't see his face clearly, but looking at the outline of his body, it was not the arc that had a side just now. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

"Who is this?" I asked.

Dong Ion didn't answer, stopped, raised his head, and stared straight at the other party.

"I didn't expect you to be here." It was the man who spoke first, his voice low and rough, full of magnetism.

"There's a lot more you can't think of." Dong Ion finally spoke up, but his tone was not as relaxed as it had always been, and there was a faint flash of hostility.

"Who the hell are you?" The other party asked.

"Don't you recognize me? Also, I'm no longer the same East Ion I used to be. ”

The other party was stunned for a moment, and then said, "Child, you are the disciple of Dong Ion, Mo Yan, right?" ”

Before I could say anything, I blurted out in surprise: "Hey, how does he know ......?"

"Of course you wish I was gone forever, but alas, I'm back." But Dong Ion ignored me and said to the man.

I was surprised, not only because the other party called out Mo Yan's true identity, but also because of Dong Yan's solemn attitude. Is this person on the other side his past enemy? But why is there not only simple anger in his words, but also an indescribable ...... What about blame?

As soon as he said this, the man sighed and walked down slowly. It wasn't until I was close at hand that I realized that this was a man in his early forties, with a clear face, high bun hair, long sideburns and beard, and a loose robe.

"Looks like you still don't understand!" As he said this, he actually stretched out his hand to Dong Ion.

I thought that Dong Ion would definitely dodge, but I didn't expect him to dodge or dodge, and he was held on the shoulder by the other party's hand like that. The two men stood side by side on the steps, each facing in a different direction, without words, but the atmosphere was extremely solemn, as if a storm was coming.

"Son, it's ...... to turn around," the man said suddenly.

Before the words fell, the sleeve of Dong Ion's left hand had already swung out, sweeping straight towards the back of the man's head.

Although I had expected that there would be a battle between the two of them, I didn't expect it to start so suddenly, and my heart suddenly rose to my throat, and I didn't dare to breathe, staring at the battle situation for a moment.

But even if I look at the six roads, I still only feel that there is a flower in front of me, and where the sleeves of Dong Ion's robe are brushed, there is no one left.

Dodged? So fast! I sighed.

But soon, I realized that things weren't what I had imagined. On the steps more than ten meters away on the opposite side, there was a person standing impressively, still the same silhouette, still the feeling of desertion, as if there had never been a dangerous moment when he was almost hit.

Dong Ion obviously didn't make a serious move, and after a swing, he still stood upright, and the two returned to their state of confrontation.

This is...... Mind Detection! How so? I was taken aback.

"You're really anxious......," the man said, explaining that the melee scene was not my hallucination. However, isn't the mind detection technique the unique skill of Dong Ion? How can the other party use it?

"I didn't expect you, who are arrogant, to learn to bluff now." Dong Ion sneered and said, "Nan Sun." The last three words, he said almost word by word, and the hatred of his teeth was overflowing.

Nan Zhizi, this name, it's so familiar!

I reacted a little, and then I suddenly remembered, Nan Shenzi, isn't that Xu Fu's master, the head of the Xiji Academy, a mysterious organization that gathers strange people and strange arts in the world, and Dongion's former good friend?

In an instant, I already understood why the two people in front of me were tense as soon as they met. At the beginning, Dongion was expelled from the Xiji Courtyard and forced to go into hiding, all thanks to the Nanwanzi in front of him. If it weren't for the fact that he used his trust with Dong Ion to poison him, Dong Ion might not have died with hatred.

Ending with hatred? Why would I use such a word? Probably because although this memory has been sleeping in Mo Yan's heart, the regretful mood has remained, so that I can empathize.

I don't know why Dong Ion is returning in such a way now, but if I were him, facing his friend who had betrayed him and ruined the best effort of his life, it would probably be his current feeling of hatred and resentment.

The question is what about the other party? When Nan Wanzi heard his name being called out in such a way, would he still suspect that the person in front of him was not the former Dongion? And when he sees Dong Ion again after many years, can he really deal with it calmly and without a trace of shame?

Nan Wanzi was silent for a while, and finally said, "What are you doing here?" ”

As soon as he asked, I realized that this was not the time to count old accounts, and Nan Wanzi suddenly appeared here, was it because he had something to do with Hecher? If you are an accomplice, you should know the whereabouts of Sang Qing and Meng Jiang! Maybe this is the one who caught them! As the first seat of the West Courtyard, I have absolutely no doubt about what kind of strength the person who once competed with Dongion has, it is his words, it is very reasonable for Meng Jiang and Sang Qing to both get on the road!

"Ask him, where Sang Qing and they are!" I was in a hurry, and I couldn't help but interject loudly.

Dong Ion still ignored me and said in a deep voice, "It's none of your business. ”

Nan Wanzi, who was in front, suddenly said "Huh", turned his head slightly, as if observing Dong Ion and said, "It turns out that you also brought a child." ”

Children? I think it's a little weird, who is this talking about?

"I heard you speak, who are you, know Sang Qing?" Dong Ion asked.

I couldn't help but be stunned! Did this person hear me? How so?

In order to test whether he was talking to me, I simply emboldened myself and shouted solemnly: "That's right! Come on, did you catch Sang Qing?! ”

At this moment, Nan Wanzi stopped talking, his eyes flickered, as if he was staring at Dong Ion.

It turned out to be my delusion, so I said, how can ordinary people see my pure soul!

But then Nan Wanzi said, "No. I didn't see her. ”

Oh my God, he really feels me! I suddenly felt a feeling of weakness on my body, if it was a living person, I must have a cold sweat coming down!

"That'...... That...... So what's your relationship with Hecher? I simply asked.

Right now, the area around this Shocking Cloud Town is Hecher's territory, and Nan Wanzi is standing here like this, as if he is not affected by any spell at all, it can't be just a coincidence, right? I remember that when Dongion reported his home, Arc Liang immediately reflected that he used to be a person from the West Courtyard, maybe the two really formed some alliance now? Regardless of whether the other party will answer directly or not, the opportunity is rare, and it is always right to throw stones and ask for directions.

Without waiting for Nan Wanzi to answer, Dong Ion had already taken out a white silk handkerchief from his sleeve, bit the index finger of his right hand, and quickly made a few strokes on it, then raised his leg and ran towards Nan Wanzi above the stone steps.

"Wait, I have something to ask him!" I shouted.

Unexpectedly, Dong Ion's steps were very fast, and Nan Wanzi didn't have time to dodge, and he was already slapped in the chest with a palm. Although the palm itself did not seem to be sharp, and even made his body shake slightly, but then, his face showed a little painful look, and said, "It seems that you still don't understand......

Before I could figure out whether he was saying this to me or to Dong Ion, something suddenly appeared on Nan Wanzi's body, and his figure suddenly dispersed, and then spread like a puff of light smoke, and soon, it was mixed with the light mist that shrouded the night.

At the same time, the fireworks spreading over the Great Wall were greatly reduced, and the city wall that had just swayed like a swimming dragon returned to its tranquility in an instant. (To be continued.) )