Chapter Ninety-Two: Huang Qingye

The winter sun has not yet set, some trees in the mountains and forests are still green, and some of the trees have been bare without a leaf, and the seven corpses are lying upright among the fallen leaves, the steel armor on their bodies reflects the sunlight, and the golden light is shining.

Dugu Yunfu climbed the branch again, and the evening wind began to cool again, blowing cold Duguyun's face and Duguyun's heart.

He didn't worry that the map would be returned, and the uncle would definitely get it back.

The royal family's eyes to peep at the temple have been removed, but the real decisive battle cannot be avoided, and Duguyun has seen one thing from this matter.

Not only was the temple defeated, but it was also a complete defeat.

There is not a single sentry set up at the highest point around. If the confrontation began, this battle would not be thrilling, only extremely tragic, and the temple would be like a lamb, broken through the fence by the wolves of the royal family, and carry out a tragic slaughter.

If it weren't for the uncle coming to help this time, it is conceivable that it would not be long before the base here was completely owned by the royal family.

Dugu Yun longed that these villains who bullied the weak and feared the hard would die now, and the howling cold wind seemed to echo Dugu Yun's thoughts, Dugu Yun clenched his long sword and looked in the direction of the temple.

"What's the matter, why is the young man so angry?" As soon as the voice reached Duguyun's ears from a distance, the uncle had already appeared behind Duguyun.

Dugu Yun hates who dies and who lives, what does it matter to us?"

The middle-aged man smiled faintly: "If we don't do anything, then we will become a real spectator." ”

In Shenwu City, the garrison of each street is tightly organized, and the bright and dark places reflect each other and are closely connected, as long as an alarm is sounded anywhere, the reinforcements of the whole city will arrive in a short time.

In the courtyard of the Wang family's mansion, the lawn has withered and yellowed, and the water lilies in the pool in the middle have also lost their vitality, and the whole mansion presents a sense of slaughter.

The young man in Chinese clothes stood in the courtyard with his hands in his hands and paced back and forth, his brows furrowed deeply, and he couldn't help sighing.

Fang Kuo and Zhao Yanfeng stood aside with greetings on their faces, not daring to say a word.

"You say Dugu Yun is really seriously injured?" the young man looked at Fang Kuo and the two coldly.

Zhao Yanfeng replied first: "We will never dare to tell the slightest lie!"

The young man's eyes were like knives, he looked at Zhao Yanfeng and said, "Did I ask you just now?"

"No!" Zhao Yanfeng hurriedly lowered his head, the sweat from his sideburns already flowed out.

The young man said lightly: "Palm!"

Zhao Yanfeng's hands trembled, his eyes closed, and he slapped himself hard left and right.

The young man moved his gaze to Fang Kuo again, and said lightly, "Didn't you hear the question I just asked you?"

"I heard it!" Fang Kuo hurriedly replied.

"Then why don't you answer?" the young man's voice grew colder and colder.

"But......" Fang Kuo looked at Zhao Yanfeng, who was still slapping himself, his face was already red and blue, and there was blood flowing from the corners of his mouth, but his hand had no intention of stopping or reducing his strength.

The young man looked at Fang Kuo with burning eyes and said, "Did I ask him, or you?"

"I!" Fang Kuo said in a low voice.

"Then you answered that I didn't?" The youth is already showing impatience.

"No!" Fang Kuo lowered his head even lower.

The young man looked at Zhao Yanfeng and said coldly: "You know what to do!"

Fang Kuo's face changed, his teeth clenched, and he suddenly raised his head and shouted: "Huang Qingye, you have to make it clear, I am not your subordinate, we are just a cooperative relationship!"

The young man smiled slightly and said, "What a partnership, you said that if there is no me, when the temple is attacking the city, can you hold it?"

Fang Kuo was stunned, and the momentum that had been ignited was suddenly dissolved by his laughter, and after half a sound, he said loudly again: "If it weren't for our cover, you wouldn't dare to show up at all." ”

The young man said, "Is it your money that you have, or my money?"

Fang Kuo was speechless.

The young man said, "If you can recruit people, why can't I?"

"Can't!" Fang Kuo cut the railroad to the fore.

The young man smiled slightly, he understood what Fang Kuo meant, if there was no stunning beauty like Wang Ziwen, it would be impossible to recruit so many hot-blooded youths, money is not omnipotent sometimes, especially for these hot-blooded youths, it is not very useful.

The young man shouted softly, "Xiaowen, come here!"

In a moment, the door of the courtyard was gently pushed open, a Qianqianyu hand stretched out, and the young man's gaze softened, he was already obsessed.

Fang Kuo also stared at the door tightly, and a look of fanaticism appeared in his eyes, for the master of this hand, he was willing to give everything, even if it was his life, he didn't care.

Wang Ziwen was dressed in white, like a fairy stepping out of the door with lotus steps, her dark eyes were staring at the young man with a smile, but she didn't look at Fang Kuo from beginning to end, Fang Kuo's heart was cold, as if he had been pricked by thousands of needles, and he couldn't speak in pain.

The young man stepped forward quickly, hugged Wang Ziwen's front waist, looked at Fang Kuo proudly, and said, "What do you think is our relationship now?"

Fang Kuo was silent, because he was speechless. He stretched out his hands, fanning his face left and right like Zhao Yanfeng, the speed was faster than Zhao Yanfeng, and the force was greater, only a few times, the blood from his nose and the corners of his mouth had flowed out, and the complaint was more than heart death.

Wang Ziwen Ni Ni leaned on the young man's arms, and said softly: "Qingye, this is really a bad scenery, how about we go out for a walk?"

The young man smiled and said, "My Emperor Qingye is accompanied by a beauty like you, where are you going?"

The slapping in the courtyard was still endless, Fang Kuo and Zhao Yanfeng's faces were swollen and blue, and the blood flowing from their mouths and noses had already stained the clothes on their chests, and they couldn't tell at all that they were children of a commercial family, just like thieves begging along the street, but their hands didn't stop, just because Huang Qingye didn't stop.

Wang Ziwen frowned, her jade hand lightly brushed Huang Qingye's chest, and said softly: "Tell them to stop, this scene is really disgusting." ”

Huang Qingye smiled slightly, and said, "As long as the beauty likes it, what can't you do?" He moved his gaze to Zhao Yanfeng and said coldly: "Don't you see the beauty and think you are disgusting? Why don't you get out of me!"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Zhao Yanfeng hurriedly nodded and retreated as if he had been granted amnesty, but Fang Kuo still slapped himself in despair, blood sprayed, the tears in his eyes had been replaced by blood, and his originally black pupils turned into a desperate dead gray.

Huang Qingye was furious and shouted, "If you want to die, I will fulfill you!" After speaking, he waved his palm and was about to strike, but when he was about to hit Fang Kuo's head, a black shadow flashed and stopped the fatal blow.

"Young master, don't be impulsive!" The thin hands seemed to have no flesh, dry skin, gray hair, and gray pupils told the vicissitudes of the years that the old man in black had gone through.

Huang Qingye's expression was pale, and he immediately said respectfully: "Hei Lao, why are you here!"

The old man, who was called the black old man by Huang Qingye, said lightly: "If I don't come, you haven't made a big mistake, the allies cannibalize each other, and the army's heart is unstable." ”

Huang Qingye didn't think so, and with a twist of his wrist, he bypassed the old man's hand, slapped the distracted Fang Kuo into the pool with one palm, and said coldly: "Today, I will spare your life on the face of the black old man, and next time I dare to disobey me, I will never allow you to live in the world." After speaking, he turned his head and said with a smile: "Hei Lao Duoxin, don't talk about Shenwu City now, even the group of people in the Divine Temple are about to be taken down by us, what are we worried about?"

Hei Lao shook his head and said, "We have sent five demon eagles one after another, but they have not returned yet, and the eight people who investigated the temple have not heard from them. ”

"What?" Huang Qingye's face changed, and he lost his voice: "Impossible, how can the temple be so powerful?"

Hei Lao said: "The temple doesn't have it, but others do, and the disappearance of the demon eagle is mostly related to the Dugu Yun you are looking for!"

Huang Qingye looked anxiously at Wang Ziwen in his arms, and said hurriedly: "Didn't you say that Duguyun's mongrel was seriously injured and dying?"

Wang Ziwen's face turned pale and said, "Then it is true that someone in the temple cut him, it is really true." ”

The old man stared at her coldly, his eyes were hollow, and Wang Ziwen felt cold all over his body, and the eyes of this old man didn't look like the eyes of a living person at all.

After a long time, the black veteran looked away and said lightly: "This woman is indeed not lying, since Duguyun is dying, it is most likely that someone superior rescued her." ”

Huang Qingye gritted his teeth and shouted: "This Dugu Yunmo is not a mouse, and he can't be killed no matter what." ”

Hei Lao moved his gaze to Wang Ziwen again, and said, "Do you remember Duguyun's appearance clearly?"

"En!" Wang Ziwen nodded hurriedly.

Hei Lao said: "Then you try to give me a detailed description." ”

"That's right!" Huang Qingye couldn't hold his breath and said hurriedly.

Wang Ziwen nodded, thought for a while, and then explained Duguyun's characteristics in detail, including his appearance, speaking voice, and extremely accustomed movements, all of which were vivid, as if Duguyun was there in person.

Huang Qingye's face became more and more heavy when he heard this, and even his forehead was slightly sweaty. Wang Ziwen was taken aback and thought to herself: "Could it be that I said it in too much detail, and he is jealous?"

Hei Lao also found out that Huang Qingzhu was wrong, and said with concern: "Young master, what's wrong?"

Huang Qingye was startled, and hurriedly said, "It's okay, it's okay!" After speaking, he said to Wang Ziwen: "Xiaowen, you go back to the room first, and I will discuss important matters with Hei Lao." ”

"En!" Wang Ziwen nodded lightly, and without hesitation, she walked towards the room with lotus steps.

Watching Wang Ziwen close the door, Huang Qingye turned his head to look at Hei Lao and said, "Hei Lao, according to what Xiaowen said, I have already seen Dugu Yun." ”

The black old man let out an "oh" and said, "When did you see me!"

"When he first entered Shenwu City a few days ago!" Huang Qingye said that the situation came in detail, but he concealed the fact that Dugu Yun put the sword on his neck, he compared Dugu Yun to a mouse, doesn't it mean that he is not even as good as a mouse?

In the pool, Fang Kuo's face was like ashes, and a smile suddenly appeared: "It turns out that Duguyun has also made him suffer!"

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