At night, Jingnan City is already calm and quiet, and the fact that the ceiling of Wolong Tower, which caused a sensation in the whole city during the day, seems to be forgotten for a short time, but it is only limited to this night.

As the first of the eight views in Jingnan City, Yangui Lake is well-known all over the world, and has a high reputation in Wuguo, and the building near the water has the first moon, Yangui Lake is a good place for the ladies in the city to play in addition to the good place in the daytime, and at night, it is an excellent place for those who have a lover's tryst.

It's just that tonight the wild goose returns to the shore of the lake, the little lover has a pair of affection for you and me, but the other end is snoring like thunder, not long after, that pair into the pair, in a straight scolding under the scenery and both left the goose back to the lake, if you have the heart to observe, you can find that leaving this place is more than one or two pairs.

In the turtle and camel pavilion on the shore, this pavilion is said to be supported by a huge god turtle like a mountain at the bottom of the lake, two figures are lying horizontally on the stone seat around the small pavilion with the sky as the quilt and the earth as the pillow, dreaming of the yellow sorghum.

Of course, the only one who was dreaming was the bad old man who was snoring like thunder, and the other young man was lying on his side facing the Yangui Lake without closing his eyes, just looking at the lake that reflected the stars in the sky in the night, and was stunned.

On the other side, Zhong Qingyang slept like a dead pig, which reminded Lu Li of the first night when he slept in the continuous deep mountains, he was so noisy by the old man's snoring that he couldn't sleep, and he couldn't wait to get up and walk over and pinch the old man's nose, but he still didn't do it after all, but the next day, when the sky just showed a little fish belly, the old man got up heartily and stretched his waist, and asked himself to set off with a pair of dark circles open, it was really an extremely torturous night.

On the second night, Lu Li proposed to let him sleep first, and asked the old man to wait for him to fall asleep before sleeping, the old man asked him why he was puzzled, Lu Li only said that he was sleeping in the wild, and it was better to have someone to keep watch for a while, and it was a big deal that he got up in the middle of the night to change him to sleep, and the old man looked at him with disdain, but he lay on the side and didn't have time to fall asleep, he was shocked by the old man's snoring again, and the next morning repeated yesterday's scene, which made Lu Li sigh and said that he was really tortured.

But from the next third night, Lu Li was shocked to realize that he was used to the snoring of Old Man Zhong, and he went to bed early but couldn't sleep, and when he heard Old Man Zhong snoring, he unexpectedly slept well, and when he got up at dawn, he said that he had suffered a lot of torture and finally got used to it.

Tonight, Lu Li pinched his fingers and calculated, it should be the sixth night, and he slept sweetly a few nights before, but tonight he was sleepy again, but it didn't seem to come from the old man's amazing snoring.

Lu Li's eyes faintly appeared on the surface of the lake where the mist was rising, and he recalled the scene that happened in the Wolong Tower during the day, Old Man Zhong held his sword without warning, and when he was in the abyss prison, because the environment was so dark that he couldn't see his five fingers, Lu Li couldn't see the majestic sword qi that broke through the dungeon zenith that time, and when he saw it today, he knew how terrifying Zhong Qingyang's sword intent was.

At that time, all the eyes in the Wolong Tower were focused on the sword qi cut out by Zhong Qingyang, as thin as a white line that was almost invisible to the naked eye, but it was this white line, but it was through the high roof of the building, and suddenly drew a crack in the center, at this time, Zhong Qingyang, who was strangely staying in mid-air, was the first to meet the sun, and the cold sword qi was like a bursting, pouring out in the Wolong Tower, making the huge and thick roof fly out of the sky, I don't know where it ended up.

The power of that sword qi was really shocking, and what shocked Lu Li was not the roof of the building that flew away, but that he could clearly feel that the sword qi would not stop there, I am afraid that it would be thousands of miles away from the sky, and this was the only thing that made him and Old Man Zhong get along all the way.

Lu Li knew that it was not a sword move to cut the wind and thunder, but when the seemingly ordinary moves were applied to this realm, I am afraid that even the best martial arts in the world could not be compared to it.

When the old man Zhong finished splitting the sword, he fell back into the Flying Immortal Pavilion, threw the three-foot long sword back into the sheath on his waist in Lu Li's round eyes, said lightly and left, then picked up a pot of immortal drunk himself and left first, which made Lu Li also amazed.

In his thoughts, the old man's snoring had stopped for some reason, but Lu Li didn't notice it at all, and when he came back to his senses, he heard Zhong Qingyang say something for no reason.

"For the sake of your two generous invitations to drink, I can assume that I didn't see you come here in a hurry. ”

Lu Li was the first person to hear Zhong Qingyang speak first, he turned over and sat up all of a sudden, looked at Zhong Qingyang who was lying on his side with his back to him in confusion, and looked up over there, there was only the misty surface of Yangui Lake, how could anyone rush here.

"Seniors still remember this king?"

Lu Li's expression moved when he heard this, and he turned his head to look outside the pavilion, and saw the graceful and noble middle-aged man in the Wolong Tower during the day, standing alone outside the Turtle Camel Pavilion.

In the night, King Jing Xian stared at Zhong Qingyang's back, this once invincible sword god appeared in front of him again today, but it made him feel a little inexplicably sentimental, but he came here at this moment because he had a reluctant invitation.

"Remember..."Zhong Qingyang muttered a sentence in his mouth, also turned over and sat up, looked at King Jingxian outside the pavilion, and said, "Of course I remember, what's the matter?"

King Jingxian first looked at Lu Li, and felt that this kid should not be an outsider following the sword god, so he arched his hand and said: "The juniors are here, in fact, they want to ask the seniors to go to southern Xinjiang with us to rescue one person, and I can't hide it, today I summoned those Jianghu martial artists to Wolong Tower, it is also to discuss this matter." ”

Zhong Qingyang stretched out his fingers and picked up his ears, didn't look at the prince outside the pavilion, and scolded in his mouth: "You can go if you say go, I am your second uncle!"

King Jingxian's heart was cold, the stakes were very high, he was still unwilling to give up, and then said: "This proton who was exiled to southern Xinjiang had to go to the rescue, and the younger generation and his party were extremely dangerous. ”

Zhong Qingyang pursed his ears, still ignoring him, and sneered: "The old man is not his second uncle, what are you going to do in that southern barbarian land?"

Lu Li shook his head when he heard this, and said in his heart that the old man's temper was really irritable, if it weren't for his strong martial arts, whether he could survive to this day would be really a thing.

Unexpectedly, such a small action was caught by the old man Zhong, and suddenly he heard the old man laugh, Lu Li saw that Zhong Qingyang seemed to have a flash of inspiration in his mind, and stopped the action at hand that made the root of his ears so comfortable, as if he had changed his mind in an instant, and smiled at King Jingxian, who was worried outside the pavilion: "Go, in fact, the old man doesn't care, it's not that he can't promise you..."

King Jingxian was overjoyed when he heard this, and before he could say thank you, he saw Zhong Qingyang's old face like the unpredictable wind and clouds in the sky, and he became gloomy when he said that he had changed, and said in a cold voice: "However, you have to answer the old man's question first." ”