The streets of Xianyang after the day has passed.

Xia Bai rubbed his hands in the winter night and walked down the street.

A voice sounded in my head.

"Many years ago, in these lands, demons and humans coexisted, and there were even examples of demons and humans combined. ”

Huang Quan sighed, "Before that, there were only demons. Now, there are no demons, only humans remain... Many years from now, humans may not exist. ”

"Why did the demons disappear? Because of the ferocity?"

"No... It's because it's because it's touching the realm of the gods, and it's out of bounds. When one day humans can see the backs of the gods, it will be when great calamity is coming. ”

Xia Bai listened quietly.

Suddenly, a cat scurried by, and on the side of the low wall was a little girl climbing, with a pink jacket and pigtails, very smart eyes, and some freckles on her cheeks, "Kitten, kitten, don't run!"

It seemed that she was in too much of a hurry, and the little girl in the pink jacket was slightly bent under her feet, and when she stepped into the air, she couldn't help but scream in horror.

Xia Bai's figure flashed.

The sharp pain that the little girl in the pink jacket expected did not come, but she felt that she was supported by a pair of big hands, and when she opened her eyes, she saw a man wearing a black hood, covering his face, and in the moonlight, that face was extremely handsome.

"Thank you, little brother. ”

Xia Bai put her down, "Let's go home early." ”

"But... Kitten. ”

The little girl was a little aggrieved.

Xia Bai looked at the bluestone slab laneway, the white cat under the moonlight, more than ten meters away, stopped, wagged its tail, and seemed quite proud.

Trample...

The little girl only heard a soft sound, and the mysterious handsome young man in front of her suddenly became a blurred shadow.

When he could see it again, he had already appeared at the kitten, and with a copy of his hands, he picked up the cat and gently stroked the solid white hair, but the cat did not dare to move.

"Your kitten has been found and can go home, your little girl comes out alone at night and the family will be worried. ”

When it came to his family, Xia Bai only felt in a trance.

The girl with the pink jacket and pigtails took the white cat, "Thank you, brother, but Xiao Min didn't come out alone, Sister Fei and they are behind, it's just that Xiao Min is running fast, hehe." ”

"Hmm. ”

Xia Bai nodded, he turned around to leave, he practiced the Creation Emperor Sword for a whole day, and after some meals at night, he went out for a walk, one by one, which was the way of cultivation.

After walking a few steps, I heard footsteps from far and near, light steps, and a delicate but impatient woman's voice, "Xiaomin, Xiaomin, you slow down!"

I think it's the little girl's family.

There are concerns that...

I'm afraid I'll never be able to feel this kind of feeling.

After all, he was just a teenager in his twenties.

Xia Bai shook his head and removed the thought that had inexplicably broken into his mind.

Sideways into the alley of the fork in the road.

In the bluestone alley.

The little girl in the pink jacket looked at the beautiful woman who came running, "Sister Fei, just now a little brother saved me, the little pudding was disobedient, and I almost fell off the wall when I chased after it."

The little brother hugged me and helped me recover the pudding. ”

The beautiful woman is none other than Feng Fei, the pillar of the Yuexi Song and Dance Troupe, and she touched the little girl's hair, "Thank God, it's good that you're okay, Xiaomin."

Today I received an invitation from the eldest son of King Qin, we will go to the palace to perform in a few days, Xiaomin, you are also the main force of our song and dance troupe now, so you can't be injured.

By the way, what about the little brother who saved you?

I want to thank him personally. ”

The little girl in the pink jacket looked up, obviously it was only a moment's work, and the black-pocketed young man had completely disappeared, muttering: "Strange, I was still here just now."

However, Sister Fei, that little brother is very powerful, Xiao Min thinks he is better than Uncle Bangzi. ”

Feng Fei smiled disapprerovingly.

Bangzi is responsible for stationing, carrying, and guarding this aspect of the song and dance troupe, and he was an extremely famous hero before joining the Yuexi Song and Dance Troupe, and even ranked on the list of heroes of the storm.

It was only later that because of the debt and some things, he joined the song and dance troupe incognito, and as the main force, the safety of the song and dance troupe can be basically guaranteed.

Xiao Min said that someone was better than Bangzi, but Feng Fei didn't believe it at all.

After all, on the streets of Xianyang, how could you meet someone who is a peerless master?

But she didn't refute either, just smiled and petted the little girl's head dotingly.

...

A rare calm in Xianyang.

Whether it is the prince's mansion or the prince's mansion, there are no waves.

And the news of the palace banquet soon reached Yingzheng's ears.

This kind of banquet usually hides murderous intentions, so Ying Zheng summoned his think tank to discuss.

After a few discussions, it was Li Si's words that made the prince solemn.

"The birds will strike, and the wings will fly, and the beasts will fight, and the ears will fall down... Our Han Fei is dead, Yingdang should have taken this opportunity to make a move, but he didn't, this should be on this palace banquet.

But the position of the crown prince is not abolished.

Not...

If you change it to Si..."

Li Si's eyes lit up, and he said softly: "The Qin State established the country with martial arts, and the palace singing, dancing, and sword dancing are all congratulatory ceremonies, and once the prince is not martial, then it will be used."

Therefore, Si guessed that there must be a big war this time.

One-on-one, or three-on-three. ”

It has to be said that the strategists will be surprisingly unanimous when they figure it out, especially with almost the same amount of information.

Whether it is Zhao Gao or Li Si, they all think of one place.

"One-on-one... Three-on-three?"

Ying Zheng groaned.

The strongest person under his command was undoubtedly his teacher Xiang Bai at that time, followed by Meng Wei, the leader of the Black Bear Guard, and his other teacher, Long Rantian.

And all this is in the open, and it will naturally be calculated by that royal brother.

In other words, he is in the light, and he is in the dark.

Because apart from knowing that he would send Bai Qi, he didn't know much, and now many masters have entered the city, all of them have entered the mansion of the eldest son of the king...

With these worries, Ying Zheng still found Xia Bai.

"The prince only needs to turn the best-of-three games into a battle of wheels, and unless he loses or admits defeat, he can continue to challenge the next person on the stage. ”

Xia Bai was calm.

"What are the chances of the teacher winning against Shang Baiqi?"

Ying Zheng couldn't help but ask, at first he also had high hopes for Han Fei, the "difficult sword" who ranked first in the thirty-six days on the list of heroes and clouds, but Han Fei was defeated by Bai Qi, which really lost face and made him a laughing stock.

But he didn't blame Han Fei, because Han Fei's strength was indeed extremely strong, and he could even fight against hundreds of soldiers blindfolded, and jumping off the weapons in their hands one by one, his other teacher, Long Rantian, was also ashamed of himself.

Xia Bai looked at the son of fortune in front of him, he was obviously a little panicked.

And this panic will only manifest itself in front of oneself.

"How much does the prince think?"

Xia Bai asked rhetorically.

"Seventy percent, that day I was in Beishan, watching the teacher and Bai Qi fight, although they were evenly matched, but I believed in the teacher. ”

Ying Zheng's voice was a little lacking.

Obviously, Wu'an killed the gods, the sixth in the top seven, and the reputation of defeating Han Fei with one knife was too loud, and he couldn't surrender before.

Xia Bai shook his head.

"That's... Sixty percent?"

Ying Zheng's Adam's apple rolls.

Xia Bai smiled and patted his apprentice on the shoulder, "No, ten percent." ”