In the darkness, the barely breathing gradually began to become rapid, and with a few coughs, the unconscious young man's fingers moved slightly.

Li Xingyun slowly opened his eyes.

He sat up, shook his head vigorously to clear his drowsy consciousness, and then raised another hand and rubbed his temples with a look of confusion.

"Uh...... I'm ...... Where is this? ”

At this moment, he turned his head and finally found a figure sitting silently beside him.

Li Xingyun was a little puzzled, but he felt that the outline of this person was a little familiar, rubbed his eyes, and then looked closely, and couldn't help but mutter.

"Master?"

He saw Uncle Yang wearing clothes that had not been changed all year round, sitting with his head down. As time passed, his eyes began to adjust to the dim light in the room, and he finally noticed something unusual.

I saw that the beard and hair of the man in front of him were all white, and the exposed skin seemed to have lost moisture and withered.

The young man trembled and lifted Uncle Yang's hanging head, and saw a wrinkled, old face.

"Master?"

Looking at the old man who closed his eyes and was silent, Li Xingyun suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart, and after he shouted again and received no response, he trembled and stretched out his finger to probe Uncle Yang's snort.

Upon probing, the boy retracted sharply, fell backwards, crawled upside down several times, and fell to the ground sluggishly.

At this time, the room was dim, only wisps of pale silver moonlight spilled into the room through the window, falling on Uncle Yang's back, outlining a long shadow on the ground, which happened to extend in front of Li Xingyun, who was sitting on the ground with a sluggish expression.

Looking at the master, who had been dead for a long time, he sat with his head down, and the young man stayed like this for a long time.

I don't know how long it took, he finally came back to his senses, and immediately used his hands and feet together, crawled a few steps and fell on Uncle Yang's body, crying.

"Master...... Yes! ”

And just when Li Xingyun was wailing, the door opened with a "bang".

A mysterious man wearing a hat and a mask on his face stood quietly at the door under the cover of the moonlight.

Late at night, from a distance, the Tibetan Pavilion reveals a little light, like a secluded city in the mountains, silent and mysterious.

In the pavilion, the windows of a dimly lit room were brightened in vain, and it was clear that someone had lit the candlestick.

The two unscrupulous patrols stopped at this point, glanced at each other, and became extremely respectful before stepping into it.

In the room, as the last candlestick was lit, the masked face of the bad guy was illuminated.

But Li Xingyun sat paralyzed on the ground, not yet recovering from the grief of Uncle Yang's death, and he didn't notice that the mysterious person in front of him who had almost changed his fate appeared in front of him again.

The young man's eyes stared at the master, who was no longer breathless, and he kept an expression of disbelief on his face, shaking his head gently, shaking his head, shaking his head again, and he was not mentally prepared for the death of his relatives at all.

At this time, two unscrupulous people carried a stretcher and walked Uncle Yang's body in front of him.

This action finally attracted Li Xingyun's attention and woke him up from his sadness.

As soon as the bad guy raised his hand, the bad guy who was in charge of lighting the candlestick bowed and retreated with the two stretcher-carrying men.

With a "squeak", the door was closed, and there were only two people left in the room.

Bad Shuai and Li Xingyun.

After a moment of silence, the former sighed, turned his back to the boy and said.

"Alas...... Your master is a hero, in order to save your life, in the end, he ended up like this, it's a pity. ”

Hearing this, Li Xingyun glanced blankly at the door, and then looked up at the bad handsome, and a trace of emotion finally appeared in his empty eyes.

"You ......"

The bad guy didn't seem to notice that he was speaking, and he still sighed to himself.

"But who called him a wicked man, and today he died for your faithfulness......"

As soon as he heard the word "loyalty", Li Xingyun couldn't help but feel a pang all over, thinking of the old beggar who died in his arms eight years ago, remembering his true identity that he was almost about to forget, his eyes suddenly became sharp, and he looked at the mysterious person in front of him vigilantly.

“…… It can be regarded as a well-deserved death, although it is still glorious to die. ”

But the bad handsome didn't seem to notice the change in the demeanor of the young man behind him, and after saying his feelings, he slowly turned his head sideways and looked at Li Xingyun.

His dark red eyes revealed an unprecedented frenzy, and his tone was calm.

"This is the fate of our bad people!"

As he spoke, the bad handsome turned around and walked in front of Li Xingyun, looked down at him, exposed his silver-black mask to the young man's eyes, and said in a hoarse familiar voice.

"Hehehehe, what, don't you know me?"

As soon as he said this, Li Xingyun's mind immediately flashed pictures and the words that changed his life.

Do you want to learn martial arts? 】

The boy suddenly realized, jumped up from the ground, took two steps back and blurted out.

"It's you! How are you? ”

He hurriedly looked around his surroundings, and his mind was completely sober.

Analyzing the situation in front of him.

"Why are you here? What is this place? ”

Regarding Li Xingyun's problem, the bad handsome did not hide anything, or the identity he was going to reveal next did not allow him to hide anything.

"This is the Valley of Tibetan Soldiers, and the person Uncle Yang wants you to find is me."

"What?"

"The Tibetan Soldier Valley is actually the residence of bad people, and I, the valley master of the Tibetan Soldier Valley, am - bad handsome!"

"Bad people...... Bad handsome? ”

Hearing this, Li Xingyun suddenly remembered something, and asked vigilantly.

"You just said that my master died for my loyalty, what do you mean?"

“……”

For this question, the bad handsome did not answer, his dark red eyes stared at the young man without saying a word, and the solemn atmosphere made the latter's forehead ooze a trace of cold sweat, nervous in his heart, but there was no fear in his eyes.

Seeing the young man in front of him look directly at him without flinching, the corners of the mouth hidden under the mask couldn't help but show a hint of smile, and nodded with satisfaction.

"Hehehehehe......"

"What are you laughing at?"

The young man's words made the bad handsome stop laughing, and he walked towards Li Xingyun step by step, saying a word with each step, and as the words were revealed, the atmosphere in the room became more and more cold until it froze.

"Li Xingyun, you were born in the third year of Jingfu in the Tang Dynasty, your grandfather Emperor Yizong Li Yi, your uncle Emperor Yizong Li Yi, your biological father Emperor Zhaozong Emperor Li Ye, you have ten brothers, you are ranked ...... tenth"

The bad handsome man circled around the stiff, wide-eyed and incredulous young man, watching Li Xingyun's reflection while talking, and the long-lost emotion called "funny" appeared in his heart.

In the first year of Tianyou, King Liang was in turmoil, and the palace changed and died, and when he said this, the voice of the bad handsome was a little meaningful.

Li Xingyun didn't notice anything

As every bit of his family was revealed by the mysterious person in front of him, Li Xingyun became more and more nervous in his heart under the forced gaze of the bad handsome, and the expression on his face was even more shocked and inexplicable.

"You were rescued by the minister Li Huan back then, first wandering the rivers and lakes, and then met Lu You to rob the orphan, so you worshiped under Uncle Yang!"

Speaking of this, the tall figure of the bad handsome man like a demon god came to an abrupt end behind the young man.

And Li Xingyun, after listening to the bad handsome man who said his life experience without leaking, was already stunned.

But it was only an instant, and the boy came back to his senses, and he couldn't help frowning, his eyes swept behind him, and a thought flashed through his mind.

"How does he know this?"

Thinking of this, Li Xingyun's fist clenched suddenly, but at this moment, the bad handsome's hand also landed on his wrist like lightning, and his hoarse and heavy voice sounded in his ears.

"If I don't know your details, how can I teach you all my skills."

As soon as he got his hands on it, the boy immediately realized that he was definitely not the opponent of this bad handsome. He dispersed the internal force gathered in the meridians, as if helpless, but asked vigilantly.

"You...... What exactly do you want? ”

At this time, the bad handsome withdrew his hand and slowly paced in front of Li Xingyun, as if thinking about how to answer this question.

The bad handsome was silent, Li Xingyun was neither moving nor moving, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

All that was left in the room was the sound of dripping water.

At this moment, the bad handsome who had stood with his back to the young man for a while slowly raised his hat, and his characteristic tone sounded, making Li Xingyun dazed.

"I'll tell you a story."