Sikong Yulong and Su Tianxue quietly walked out of the Magnolia Tower. Anyway, it's done. Lu Nerd didn't look at it, but he was actually very proud in his heart, and what he promised would take twelve points of effort to complete. Sikong Yulong glanced into the lobby of the Magnolia Building, and pulled Su Tianxue away.

After the two of them left, Lu Weixian drank all the wine on the table, and he was so drunk that he was unconscious, and finally he was carried back to the room by the shopkeeper, and when the shopkeeper threw him on the bed, he was still chattering with a match, and his brows were locked like the big lock on the door of the city lord's mansion. Xiao Er is not a very shrewd person, but he also knows that Lu Gongzi is worried. What does it feel like to be just worried? Xiao Er is not very clear, he is just when he was serving food in the store, he listened to a few sour shows who drank alone before saying something "just like a river flowing eastward". Think about the Xunyang water again, this problem is big.

Xiao Er sighed and shook his head again.

This river is surging, Lu Gongzi, you have to hold on.

With the door of Lu Gongzi's room, Xiao Er was busy greeting the guests. There is a table downstairs where the guests are very generous, not going up to the private room on the second floor, but there are a lot of dishes to order, especially this drink. Xiao Er looked at it fixedly, yo, the guests were two old men. Good guy, the amount of wine is really big enough, look at the empty jar at the feet of the two, the little thing that Lu Gongzi drank just now, that's a fart.

An old man took a handful of vegetables, swallowed it with a sip of wine, and said with a smile: "Xunyang's wine is different, good." Dare to love Emperor Taiwu back then, he didn't like this piercing city water, but fell in love with this piercing wine. ”

The other old man nodded, and drank his head, which was probably the best answer.

Two old men, one with white hair and white beard, and the other with white eyebrows, have an extraordinary bearing, and anyone who looks at them will not think that this is a simple pair of funny old men.

The white-haired old man who spoke bent his four fingers on the table and beat it, took a sip of wine, closed his eyes, and asked softly, "Wei Chi, what do you think of that child?" ”

"Good."

"Oh? The number of times you boast can be counted on one hand. ”

"I'm telling the truth."

"Because he took down the Mocking Wind Oven as soon as he made a move?"

"It's not."

"Because he didn't touch the calf that wouldn't confess the Lord?"

"Not really."

"That's strange, what point can that kid get into your eyes?"

The white-eyed old man who was called Wei Chi raised his eyebrows, his lips moved, and he said in a deep voice: "Master, have you forgotten?" He also took a 'mediocre' short sword with him. ”

The white-haired old man thought for a moment, nodded, took a glass of wine and drank it all, pretending not to hear.

Old man Wei Chi couldn't help the old man, so he took a sip of wine, and said angrily: "But that's all over, no matter what, it's your own thing, master." It's just fourteen swords, and when I say I'll take it out, I don't have the right to ask, and I don't feel distressed. I won't say how this kid's eyesight is strong, but my eyes can see clearly, above the fourth grade, below the third grade, and the natural thunder pool is flawless. Master, I have seen not a hundred, but eighty geniuses in martial arts, but this kid is an exception, he has one foot and has already stepped into the martial arts list. ”

The white-haired old man hummed and continued to beat, closing his eyes and taking a breath.

The old man didn't speak, and Bai Mei didn't dare to speak.

After a while, the old man asked, "Do you have the heart to take in an apprentice?" ”

Wei Chi pondered for a while, and said softly: "I can't stop him." ”

The old man nodded, indicating that he understood, and casually poured half a glass of unfinished wine on the ground. Lifting a jar of wine again, patting off the mud seal, the old man said again: "I heard that this kid is still a guard in Xiangyang City, Wei Chi, can you imagine what he looks like on the battlefield in white robe and snow armor?" A quasi-majestic. ”

Wei Chi scratched his head, hesitated for a moment, and nodded solemnly.

"Oh?"

"Because the eldest prince has always been in white robes and white armor on the battlefield, I imagined it."

The old man's hand shaking imperceptibly, but quickly concealed it.

Wei Chi was timid, and then said: "Master, this is the son of the eldest son, you don't have to hide it from me, I can guess it, I also know a little about that incident back then." ”

The old man was silent for a moment, lifted the wine jar and poured a glass of wine, pushed it in front of the white-eyed old man, and then smiled: "Your elm brain is finally as alive as your eyes today?" ”

Flattered, Wei Chi took the glass of wine, carefully raised it with two hands and four fingers, and drank it all.

Putting down the wine glass, the old man said happily: "Master, is it really the child's child?" ”

The old man nodded.

Wei Chi slapped his thigh: "No wonder, from the beginning of my look, I felt that I was similar to the eldest prince when he was young, and he had to have the appearance and ability." That is, the eldest son, can give birth to such a baby. ”

The old man smiled helplessly.

"Master, when are we going to take the little boy back? With the talent of the little boy, it must be a blockbuster? I'm wondering why the general can't make a profit. It would be better if one day we could climb on the heads of a few of us, and dominate the world. ”

The more the old man spoke, the more excited he became, and he said excitedly: "The north desert of the dog day started in the west, and we have been holding fire in our stomachs all these years." If you can wait until the first order of the little boy breaks through the Mandate of Heaven, isn't it an enemy of ten thousand people. When the time comes, which turtle grandson dares to take a breath? White-clothed snow armor, I ...... even if I think about it."

"Yu Chi Hyun!"

The white-haired old man interrupted his self-talk with a soft sigh. The white-eyed old man was instantly silenced.

On this trip to the north, the old man called him by his full name for the first time. Although the old man had lowered his voice, it was still thunderous to him.

"This kid won't be a general."

The old man glanced at Wei Chi Hyun, "It won't be a marshal." ”

Wei Chi Hyun sweated like rain, "Yes, I understand." ”

The old man bowed his head, looked at the table full of wine and food, and suddenly felt a sense of relief, "Check out, I've drunk enough wine." That's what it tastes like when you drink it again. ”

The two walked out of the restaurant one after the other, it was already dark, and Xunyang City was lit up.

Walking to a secluded place with few people, the old man suddenly stopped.

"Wei Chi, the world says that you are the most stupid, it seems that the world is very stupid."

Wei Chi Hyun was shocked: "Don't dare to be humble." ”

The old man laughed silently: "Twenty years ago, whether it was Ji Yueman or Yang Yiqiu who told you, I definitely don't want you to say it casually and kill yourself." In the future, you will rot in your stomach. ”

"Yes."

A carriage pulled out of the shadows and stopped beside the two men.

The white-haired old man jumped into the carriage with minimal exterior decorations, and Yu Chi-hyun immediately closed the curtain, got into the carriage and drove the horse with the coachman.

Yu Chi-hyun asked, "Master, where are we going?" ”

"Find a place to stay, let's go around Xunyang City for a few days, I want to see where these two children have lived. As for Su Mantang's side, heh, he probably already knew that I had arrived. No need to report it, let the old fox wait. ”

"Yes."

A long street, light and shadow flow, and the old man's simple carriage drove into the night.

After the carriage had gone for a long time, another carriage slowly walked out of the corner. Inside the carriage, it was Sikong Yulong and Su Tianxue, who had gone and returned.

Su Tianxue put down the curtain of the car and looked worried, "I really guessed it right, these two old men are really not good things, who is a normal person who keeps glancing upstairs at our table when eating?" ”

"What, scared?"

Seeing her frowning face, Sikong Yulong forcibly suppressed a smile and comforted her: "Don't worry, no matter how much calculations are secretly made, in the end, it can't be attributed to the sword and axe." I didn't die on the battlefield, and these little tricks couldn't kill me. ”

Su Tianxue turned her head, and just wanted to scold this brave and resourceless jade dragon, she saw him supporting his head with one hand, lying on his side on the carriage, closing his eyes and recuperating, looking like a hanger, and he almost snored.

She immediately became angry, stomped her feet angrily, and the startled Sikong Yulong immediately sat up straight, took out the sword hanging in the wall of the car, and came to the side of the snowfall.

"What's going on? The two old men found out? Or did you encounter a robber? How dare his grandmother treat us as fat sheep? Fight with them! Grandpa, I don't have any money, let alone life. ”

"It's a good thing if you really meet someone who robs the road."

Su Tianxue glanced at him, forced back a smile, and knocked on the wall of the car twice.

"Grandpa Song, I'm back home."

She pinched the flesh on Sikong Yulong's waist and said. Seeing Sikong Yulong grinning in the cool air with his teeth bared, the eldest lady finally laughed like a silver bell.

The autumn wind rolls up the leaves.

On the streets of Xunyang City, simple carriages drove slowly.

A luxurious inner room that does not match the appearance, the white-haired old man closes his eyes and rests his nerves, and his knees are bent.

One buckle and one breath.

Twenty-year-old half-step "high position", such a genius Qi Yang has only produced one in a hundred years, which is a bit unexpected.

Mocking wind oven, spirit sword calf? Hmph, worthless things, how many lovers can you buy?

Yu Chi Hyun is stupid, but he is not stupid, otherwise why don't you want to wade into this troubled water that is related to the incense of master and apprentice? There are some struggles that can't be easily stepped into, and he won't be unaware of them. He dared to expose his intentions so prematurely, and who was behind it?

This kid's identity can be broken even by a lieutenant, so how many people can't see it? In this desolate place in the far north, in addition to the smoke of war, what kind of cobwebs are woven behind it?

The old man rubbed his brow and let out a sigh of relief. The three northwestern states deceived me without eyes?

The old man spat softly.

"Earthquake."

"In!"

There was a hoarse response, from nowhere, as if it were coming from a whole carriage.

The old man knocked on the back wall of the car and said, "This kid is very sensitive." ”

There was no answer, only the sound of the old man's long breathing in the car.

The old man continued: "Let 'Gen' continue to garrison, Xunyang is currently turbulent, so nail it to the ground first." Don't trust Su Mantang too much, there are some things that he may not be willing to share with us. ”

The person in the dark still didn't speak, and seemed to be extremely stingy with words, even in front of the white-haired old man.

"Zhen, actually, sometimes, I wish you were a talkative like the guy outside the car."

Speechless, the old man shook his head helplessly.

Putting away the jokes, the old man's eyes froze, and he said coldly: "The three states in the northwest are dark, and the matter is urgent, and now it is up to you to temporarily take over the dark pavilion." The dark pavilion is fully operational, and all the spies and dead soldiers are scattered, and I want to see the entire three northwestern states clearly, no matter how big or small. ”

"Yes."

Zhen responded in a low voice, then fell silent.

Qiankun Zhenxunkan Ligendui, eight capable people, eight killers, eight directors in the dark pavilion, has been following the old man for fifty years, and is good at all things that are unseemly. And the dark cabinet, the spy agency, and the intelligence agency, is the old man's other eyes in Zhongzhou.

After a moment, the old man knew that Zhen had left, and his mind moved, and he lifted the curtain of the carriage. A cold wind blew in from the window, and the old man subconsciously tightened the fur on his body.

As far as the eye can see, the sky and the earth are dark, and there has been no less killing in this world.