In the narrow space, three figures hurried along, as if looking for an exit.

The identities of these three people are not complicated, but they are Shijia, Bayu and Wei Xicheng. After Shi Jia released Bayu and the others from the prison, he didn't let them go directly, because what the Mocking Wind Prince, who had lived in this Mocking Wind Palace for many years, knew that the Mocking Wind Palace even said that Shiwang City was a behemoth, not to mention these two people who were easy to get lost in the palace, if they were put into Shiwang City without authorization, I am afraid that they would not be able to get out for a while.

You know, although the Mocking Wind Monarch is tolerant of Shi Jia, it doesn't mean that he is a fool. It is a felony to let go of the enemy country without permission, and the Emperor of the Mocking Wind can let Shi Jia release him, but how can he let it go? Although Shi Jia let the two of them out of prison and then let them go, whether it is the most limited and beneficial move for him, if he does not let the eight feathers and Wei Xicheng really let them go, but let them be arrested after being released, then what he has done is not equivalent to useless work?

So in this way, Shi Jia led the two of them all the way to the secret passage under the Mocking Wind Palace leading directly to the outside of Shiwang City, wanting to take them out of Shiwang City directly.

Although the secret passage is narrow, it is actually enough for eight carriages to run in parallel. Although it is a secret passage, it is actually a back path prepared for himself by the Lord of the Mocking Wind for generations. You must know that the so-called cunning rabbit three caves are to leave yourself a way back, there is no eternal dynasty, there is no monarch who will not die, and there will be no undefeated generals, and a country as strong as the mocking wind will inevitably perish one day. Although the 150,000 troops of the Mocking Wind Country are now fighting for the Central Plains with bows, who knows if these 150,000 troops will be slaughtered tomorrow?

The footsteps in the secret passage echoed back and forth, and the footsteps of the three people were light and heavy, and they were very monotonous. Time has only passed for a short time, but in Hachiha's heart, it feels as if it has been an unusually long time, and it is a boring and boring time that is repeated and does not see the light of day.

Wei Xicheng was always different, perhaps because the days of being a dart master were too boring, and he was once an adventurous wanderer, and at this time he walked in the secret passage, and by the light of the faint torches, he kept observing the rich reliefs on both sides of the secret passage. Although they are all superficial, he is as serious as if he is looking at one work of art after another.

"Tut-tut, it will take a lot of time to build this relief, right? I don't think it will be possible to do it in three or five years. ”

"Hey, that's not ...... Could this group be the legendary battle of the founding of the country?"

"It's amazing, it's like seeing a baby. If you have time, you should really stop and study......"

Along the way, Wei Xicheng didn't stop talking much, and he almost talked trash. These words reached Shi Jia's ears as words praising their exquisite craftsmanship in the Land of Mocking Winds, but when they reached the ears of Eight Feathers, they were not so good.

In Bayu's opinion, Wei Xicheng is really a little too noisy.

On the torches, the flames that burned carelessly produced a faint light. Under the light of this faint light, the shadows of Hachiyu and his group of three swayed in the confined space, shining like ghosts. Some people will think that this is a kind of beauty, an extraordinary beauty that arises from adversity. If Jiu Ban or Lin Ze were here and he had nothing to do, he might have commented on it, but if he was in the same situation, he probably wouldn't. You must know that although Lin Ze is a gangster, his memory inventory is as vast as a sea of smoke, and he has absorbed a large number of books and knowledge in the course of his life for more than 20 years, and his interests are quite extensive.

However, after all, Bayu is not Jiuhan or Lin Ze, if there is no fear of her life, she sees what kind of artistic creation may be produced when she sees this magnificent shadow like a ghost, and even writes like a ghost, and it is not necessary to create any ghosts and gods. It's just that at this time, her heart can be said to be very depressed. What Shi Jia did for her made her a little embarrassed, it turns out that there are indeed people in this world who are willing to pay for nothing, or there is no reason to be good to you just because of some good feelings for you. That kind of good looks good, but in fact it is depressing and dull, which makes people a little unbearable.

The age difference is the biggest problem.

Shi Jia is too young, or too young. He has an age gap of almost ten years with Hachiko, but the point is that Hachiyu is not that old. How can a person who is already young bear the kindness of another younger, even younger, child?

She fell into a deep sense of guilt for no apparent reason.

It seems that the quantitative change has caused the qualitative change, and it may also be that in the depressed environment, the mood that has been suppressed by Bayu is finally unbearable. In the double background of boring and repetitive footsteps and Wei Xicheng's trash talk, Bayu opened his mouth and said to Shi Jia: "Shi Jia...... Thank you. ”

No one knew what was going on in the young man's mind, Shi Jia didn't stop or pause, he kept his own pace of moving forward, as if this was something that didn't need to be justified: "Don't thank you if it's okay." When Mr. Xie taught me to endorse, the first sentence was, 'Help others to the end, and send Buddha to the west.' 'If I don't get you out safely, won't I help you for nothing?'

"But ......"

"Hachiyu, you're too worried. Before Bayu's words could be spoken, Wei Xicheng on the side answered: "Shi Jia should have his reasons for doing this, we are people who are favored by others, so we ......"

Listening to Wei Xicheng's words, Shi Jia suddenly stopped, he paused, and then continued to walk forward. When he walked forward, his mouth did not stop, but said softly: "Actually, from the beginning, you didn't plan to help me resurrect my father, did you?"

The truth is often buried and ignored. Although Wei Xicheng did not have much hope for the resurrection of Shijia's father, the former monarch of the Land of the Mocking Wind, from the very beginning, he did not say it explicitly, and there was a foolish attitude that was confirmed in Hachiyu's heart from the beginning. Despite this, no one wants this true inner thoughts to be revealed directly, after all, people are hypocritical animals.

Therefore, when they heard Shi Jia's words, the footsteps of Wei Xicheng and Bayu paused suddenly, and then stopped. Then, as if he had a heart and soul with them, Shi Jia's footsteps also stopped. The face of the boy or boy is hidden in the shadows, and the face and expression cannot be seen clearly, as if it has been blurred. His voice came with an unusually calm voice: "I know you have been plotting evil from the beginning. My Mocking Wind Palace has always been heavily guarded, and there are very few people who can plot against each other at such a close distance and have not been caught, but coincidentally, you have not been caught. So, if it's not a strange man, how can you have such ability?"

He lifted his feet again and walked forward. Seeing Shi Jia walking forward, Bayu and Wei Xicheng, who were a little dazed, hurriedly forced themselves to sober up, and then hurriedly followed. The scene is really strange or ridiculous: a child leads the way, but two adults follow behind, as if they are little brothers.

"But I don't have a choice, I can only help you to achieve my own ends. Leading the way, for Shi Jia, he is doing an obvious rebellious thing at the moment, but this kid is as if nothing has happened. Shi Jia, who was moving forward at a steady speed, was driving like a child leading an adult to buy sugar gourds at this moment, and he did not regret or be frightened about what he was doing at the moment.

"But I know you're good people. The current monarch Chenluo, who is also my uncle, has actually done the best he can. He changed most of the civil and military generals in the court - as long as those people were not his cronies, or raided their homes or sent back to their hometowns, this was a relatively lucky result. Either he was imprisoned or executed, and even my teacher was imprisoned by him, just to keep me firmly in check, the true prince of the Land of the Mocking Winds, his direct heir, and of course his good nephew. ”

The situation of the Land of the Mocking Wind, as Shi Jia's narration seems to slowly unfold in front of Hachiyu and Wei Xicheng: after the previous monarch disappeared instead of died, the new monarch began to carry out drastic reforms when he took office. Although it is said that there are three fires for the new officials to take office, these three fires are burning like a prairie fire, burning the old forces to the ground. The so-called cronyism is probably like this, the new monarch Chen Luo promoted his cronies, almost forming a real "family world" political situation, and the elders of the previous dynasty were either sent to prison or even executed, or they were cold-hearted and retired to become Tian Sheweng. But even so, the new team is not able to manage the country well. If it weren't for the military genius Zhu Yan supporting the entire Mocking Wind military world, I am afraid that the Mocking Wind Country would be annexed by other countries soon after the start of the Great War.

And this is why although he secretly hid a repeat offender, Ke Chenluo still only deprived Zhu of his military power.

The pace of his feet did not stop, and the expression on his face remained the same. At this moment, Shi Jia still didn't seem to be the same boy or boy, and his face hidden in the shadows now had a maturity opposite to his age. "Things have turned out to this day and I don't have any hope for my uncle, but who knows that even you can't resurrect my father. Anyway, there is no reason to let outsiders die in my mocking wind palace for no reason, and after I take you out......"

Before Shi Jia's words were finished, a fourth very unfamiliar footsteps suddenly appeared in the space. There were already many forks in the secret passage, and many forks converged from many places in the Mocking Wind Palace to the main road of the secret passage, forming an existence similar to a tree-like diagram. Many forks in the road are entwined, scattered and intersected, forming a kind of labyrinth that looks very confusing underground. Although Shi Jia was very confident in the secret passage of the Mocking Wind Palace when he brought Bayu and the others into the secret passage, the sudden appearance of the fourth footsteps at this moment made his heart suddenly tense.

Impossible, how could anyone else enter the secret passage at this time, could it be that his whereabouts and actions were discovered?

Of the three, Shi Jia is sensitive, while Ba Yu's reaction is very slow. Wei Xicheng's reaction was the fastest, he immediately received the unfamiliar footsteps and then stood in front of Shi Jia at once. Holding his hands on the handles of his double knives but not drawing them, he knew that the chance of someone coming at this time was very small, but he was not afraid of 10,000, but he was afraid that he would still maintain a state of drawing his knife at any time. At that moment, he had already changed into a wide black coat, and his double knives and hands were hidden under the wide clothes, and he could make a knife at any time without the opponent knowing the trajectory of his knife.

The three men stopped and stood in place. The owner of the strange footsteps was clearly aware of the presence of the three of them, but after disappearing for a few breaths, they reappeared and sped up, as if they wanted to meet faster. Feeling the sudden acceleration of the pace, Shi Jia and Ba Yu were a little flustered in their hearts, while the worry in Wei Xicheng's heart instantly multiplied. What is the identity of the other party? The pause in his footsteps just now shows that he must have heard the footsteps of his own side, so when his own side is superior in numbers, the other party still dares to speed up his pace? I am afraid that this person's cultivation has reached a very difficult point.

As he thought, Wei Xicheng gripped his twin knives tightly and pulled the hilts slightly out of their scabbards, his muscles gradually bulging, ready for battle.

Closer, footsteps getting closer. The sound of "stepping and stepping" came, steady and powerful, as if gradually fitting the frequency of the beating hearts of Wei Xicheng and others, again and again, like a drumbeat. As the footsteps increased, Wei Xicheng also felt his heart ring like a drum. The sound burst from his heart and from his shell, and then swirled back and forth from the bottom up and from the top down, as if forming a sonata inside his body. The louder his voice became, the more excited he became.

Then, a faint light of fire appeared from the fork in the road ahead, and a man dressed in black and black cloak stepped into the field of vision of the three of them. The man was holding a torch, no different from the one in the hands of Hachiyu and the others. He stepped into the main path of the secret passage, first looked to his left and found no figure, then turned his head to Wei Xicheng and the others, first stunned, and then his left hand, which was not holding a torch, slowly raised and pulled the cloak covering his head.

"What are you...... Wei Xicheng said, deliberately lowering his voice so that he would not show too much nervousness. In fact, nervousness is unavoidable, and when the person in front of him appeared in his field of vision, Wei Xiyan discovered a very serious thing: this person had no breath on his body, and he couldn't feel the breath of a cultivator at all. What does the emanation of no aura represent? Either he is a master who is much higher than his own cultivation, or he is an ordinary person who has not cultivated. In the former case, Wei Xicheng felt it in the body of the already sanctified nine halves, and the feeling of being absolutely crushed was really not uncomfortable at all, while the second situation was around him, that is, ordinary people like Bayu. But in fact, ordinary people can't underestimate it! For example, Eight Feathers has a magic pen that turns stones into gold, and among other strange people who have not cultivated, there are also people with various abilities. For example, controlling fire, controlling water, and even raising and controlling poisonous beasts. When Wei Xicheng was young, his master once went deep into the poison cave and killed a ruthless man known as the "Poison Saint" alone, that person had never cultivated and had no talent for cultivation, but he was forced to rely on his ability to manipulate the poisonous tarantula of the two-headed half-saint realm and became a disaster. Now that I think about it, the image of that person in Wei Xicheng's heart is still extremely terrifying.

But before Wei Xicheng finished speaking, there was the sound of torches falling to the ground. He turned his eyes to see that the master armor in front of him threw away the torch in his hand and rushed forward, as if he was not dying.

"Father!" Shi Jia shouted this title as he rushed forward, and then rushed into the arms of the person in front of him, very affectionate.

Seeing this scene, Wei Xicheng and Bayu were almost stupid. What is the situation? Could it be that Shi Jia's long-missing father actually appeared at this time? But this is too much of a coincidence, it is simply like a miracle.

But then, when they turned their gaze to the person who threw Shi Jia into his arms, the fright they received quickly turned into a surprised expression. At this time, the cloak on the head of the man holding the armor in his arms not far from them had been lifted by him, and the man's face had already fallen into the eyes of Wei Xicheng and Hachiyu under the faint light of the fire in his hand.

Isn't this person exactly nine-and-a-half?

One hand was still holding the torch, and the other hand came out and gently touched the head of the master in his arms and rubbed it. Then the ninth half raised his head, looked at Wei Xicheng and Bayu, who had an unusually wonderful expression not far away, smiled embarrassedly, and then said:

"I'm sorry, you two, I'm worried about you. You read that right, I escaped. ”

The hearts of the two people who were watching seemed to have 10,000 grass and mud horses floating by, which was very complicated.