"Retreat!"

The eyes of the martial artist beside this person trembled, and he hurriedly whispered in his mouth, grabbed it with trembling hands, and retreated back suddenly, as for the life and death of the martial artist who came with him, he had completely forgotten about it.

The two of them retreated more than ten steps in a row, stood firmly, and hurriedly looked up, but saw that the others were like statues, without the slightest movement, and a figure appeared where they were standing before, it was an old man, he stood there for a long time, without a trace of abruptness.

Looking from the side, this old man was dressed in coarse linen clothes, his body was not tall, there was no difference from ordinary old men, the wrinkles and ravines filled the vicissitudes of time, and his eyes were even more cloudy and dull, as if he was about to die.

But just such an old man, standing there so simply, the warriors present were already tense, their muscles were stiff, they couldn't move a bit, and a sense of depression that made people uncontrollable came to their hearts, and there was no trace of hostility at all, and their throats seemed to be pinched, and they didn't dare to breathe.

Everyone couldn't feel the breath of the old man, or their realm was too low to detect it, no one present was a fool, the old man's strange appearance, and the sudden fear and pressure in their hearts all proved that the person was extraordinary.

For a while, there was a dead silence in the forest, and the first two people just stayed quietly in the distance, looking at the old man, only to see that his eyes were locked, staring at the young man in the carriage, his eyes flashing.

"Poof!"

At this moment, I saw that the old man was facing the young man in white, kneeling on one knee respectfully, and his expression seemed to be a little panicked, or excited?!

"The old slave is late, please punish the son. ”

The slightly trembling old hoarse voice made everyone's hearts tremble, and their eyes subconsciously looked at the young man in white, his face was full of disbelief, this person was obviously a waste, how could he make this person bow his head and call him a slave?

The forest was silent, the warriors did not make any movements, the old man bowed his head, and the young man was speechless.

Such a strange situation is a little incomprehensible, and he secretly said in his heart, could it be that this old man didn't know what happened to the young man?

"Buzz!"

At this moment, there was a slight tremor in the forest, and a divine thought that was huge enough to despise all spirits surged out of the young man's body, and instantly shrouded down, under this divine thought, all the warriors only felt that their minds were stiff, their bodies were cold, and death was close at hand.

At the same time, the old man suddenly raised his head, a cold glint flashed in his eyes, and a desperate power burst out from his body, even stronger than this divine thought.

Feeling these two divine thoughts, the might, the martial artists in the field did not know until this time that the old man in front of him was simply a strong man who they even looked up to, and where was that young man who was a waste person? He was not a mortal at all.

"If you wait for the ants to dare to make a move on your son, you deserve death!!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone's hearts tightened, and they collapsed directly to the ground, and the two warriors led by them had no courage in their hearts, and hurriedly bowed their heads and knelt down, kowtowing fiercely, their bodies trembled, and there was no trace of the previous strength and ruthlessness, and their mouths trembled: "Big, big, my lord, we are the people of the palace family, and I hope for my lord..."

"Puff ......"

It's just that before this person finished speaking, his eyes widened, his head tilted and he slanted, and the other warriors fell to the ground almost at the same time, without breath, but there was not even a trace of scar on his body.

"What is it?"

The old man snorted coldly, and the cold glint in his eyes narrowed slightly.

Then with a respectful expression, with a wave of his big sleeves, he rolled up the white-clothed young man and the maidservant and disappeared.

The forest was calm again, and only corpses were left on the ground, red bloodstains, indicating the cruelty and ruthlessness of the killing.

"Hmmm, mph. ”

Not long after the three of them left, a gust of wind galloped in the forest, and in the blink of an eye, several figures appeared at the scene of the killing.

"Deng Yan!!"

"The body was searched and the thing was missing. ”

"Gong He, Gong Yu, is a member of the Gong family. ”

Several people's faces were ugly, but the speed of the means was extremely fast, and they quickly obtained the evidence, and they looked at each other and saw the solemnity in each other's eyes: "It is not appropriate to stay here for a long time, go back and report first." ”

............

Shallow Foggy Mountains

It is located in the south of the Yutang Dynasty and the capital of Tang Jin.

Outside this mountain, the clouds and smoke are misty, the shadow is sufficient, such as a hazy layer of light yarn, among the mountains, a place surrounded by a steep wall on three sides, surrounded by bamboo forests, but there is a quiet courtyard.

In the courtyard, the breeze is gentle and the bamboo leaves rustle, depicting a comfortable and elegant picture.

In the room, an old man in sackcloth stood respectfully outside the inner room, his expression was undisguised excitement and apprehension, and there was a delicate-looking, pale-faced, helpless maid standing beside the door, who was the few people who had left in the forest.

And the white-clothed young man was in the inner room at this time, sitting quietly on the bamboo seat, his eyes were closed, his sword eyebrows were frowning, and a light mist slowly overflowed from his body to envelop it gently, and he didn't know when sweat had oozed from his forehead, as if he was struggling with something.

The dense fog overflowed with Dao Lingbai mist, but it was as thick as a silk thread, slowly pouring into the ears, eyes, mouth, and nose of the white-clothed young man, with the influx of this mist, the young man's senses began to have a faint and warm feeling, and then it turned into a hot pain, and his body trembled violently, and the expression on his face was sometimes hideous and sometimes comfortable, which looked very weird.

As time passed, the tremors on the boy's body slowly subsided, his expression relaxed a lot, and his senses became a little subtle.

The bamboo forest outside the wooden house rustled in the wind, the birds and insects chirped and wriggled, and all kinds of long-lost sounds echoed in his mind with the fresh and quiet smell, and everything outside began to become clear.

In front of the originally dark eyes, a hazy white mist gradually appeared, and the furnishings in the bamboo house slowly came into view, gradually becoming clear, and the dry and bitter feeling in his throat made him feel very comfortable.

"Ahem..."

But in the end, the boy couldn't help but cough.

"Bang!"

With just one sound, the bamboo door was suddenly pushed open, and a figure flashed closer, it was the old man in Mai who was guarding the door.

"Childe, Childe, how are you?"

The old man stood in front of the young man, his expression was flustered, and he didn't even know what to do with his hands, such a strong man was a little helpless at this moment.

"Nothing. ”

At this time, I only heard a weak and hoarse voice echoing in the bamboo house, but it was these two simple words that made the old man's body tremble, his eyes trembled, and then the maidservant who followed also stopped, his face full of disbelief.

"Gong, Childe...."

The old man's lips trembled, his heart was excited, and he wanted to ask, but he was afraid that it was an auditory hallucination, and he had some gains and losses for a while.

"Hundreds of years have passed, and you've worked hard. ”

Seeing this, the young man sighed slightly, and a warm smile appeared on his pale face, which made people feel like a spring breeze and a stable mood, but there was a sense of vicissitudes in his eyes, and a majesty different from his age slowly spread from his body, making people feel awe.

"It's not hard, it's not hard, as long as the son is fine, whatever the old slave does, it's worth it. ”

When the old man heard this, he finally couldn't bear it anymore, his voice choked, and such a strong man whimpered in a low voice like a child at this moment.

"Okay, let Ruyan bathe and change clothes for me, I want to rest and rest. ”

The young man spoke, and his eyes fell on the maidservant.

Like smoke, the moon is like smoke, the personal maid sent to the boy by the Shui family, for several years, has been serving by the side of the boy, in the past, the boy was speechless and nothing, but now there is a strange feeling in his heart, and his cheeks are faintly red.

"The old slave is guarding outside, and the son has something to order. ”

The old man left respectfully, with a deep joy on his face, and the furrows on his face were all crowded together, which was very cute.

The young man's eyes were slightly closed, quietly enjoying the service like smoke, washing his body, changing clothes, combing his hair crown, and waiting for her to leave, the young man calmed down, carefully felt the changes in his senses, and returned to his four senses, thanks to the white moon dew brought back by the old man.

Bai Ze, the legendary auspicious beast, it is rumored that this beast has two horns on its forehead, four hooves like a deer, a long tail like millet, its shape is like a sheep deer, the eyes are big and godly, the neck is long and powerful, the fur is smooth and delicate, the feet are cloudy, and they do not like to fight.

Often in the bright moon in the sky, at midnight, step on the top of the mountains, absorb the essence of the moon, condense the frost dew of the moon, gather their own holy power to condense the dew of the moon, this dew only get a trace every day, a year can get a drop.

Drinking this dew, the warrior's mind is clear and clear, his senses are keen, and his martial arts perception is on a higher level, and it is also a common thing to break through while sitting on the ground.

The clouds and mist are vast, full of whiteness, it is the young man's sea of knowledge, at this time he is sitting in the air, his body moves with his thoughts, passing through the bursts of mist, and a towering tree appears in front of him lush green.

A figure stands under the tree, but it is a woman in blue clothes, looking from behind, her long hair hangs down, like ink like a waterfall, her jade arms are snowy and slender, and her waist is slender and not full of a hand, even if you just look at her back, silhouette, it makes people feel the gift of heaven, like a fairy dream.

"Concubine Luo. ”

The young man had a warm smile on his face and a soft tone, as if he was afraid of disturbing the fairy in the painting.

Hearing this voice, the woman's delicate body under the tree trembled slightly, and she suddenly turned her head, revealing a face that was overwhelming the country and the city, and the world was overshadowed, only to see the woman's figure move, without any arrogance and reserve, and directly into the young man's arms.

After a long time, Concubine Luo blushed her cheeks, looked at the young man, and said in surprise: "Brother Jun, you, can you speak?"

"Thanks to Mo Yiqian. ”

Jun Yi responded gently, looking at Concubine Luo's pale face in front of her, her eyes were gentle, and she wanted to raise her hand to caress it, but she had no choice but to lose her limbs, and said distressedly: "I've worked hard for you all these years." ”

Concubine Luo shook her head when she heard this, leaned on Jun Yi's shoulder obediently, greedily sniffed the breath on Jun Yi's body, shook her head, and said softly: "These are all things I should do." ”

Jun Yi's heart is soft, Concubine Luo said, but he knows that Concubine Luo has become his ears over the years, how much his mouth has paid, and how much damage has been done to his body.