There was a sound of rapid footsteps, and in less than a breath, he had already rushed into the temple, and after entering the temple, he seemed to have a long breath, as if he had let go of some burden in his heart.

"Take, take!" Four loud sounds, the temple suddenly lit up, on the four corners of the temple, there were four more candlesticks, the candlesticks were firmly nailed to them, the clear yellow lights swayed in the evening breeze, You Jiecao's stealth, immediately opened, because the clear yellow lights could already shine to the place where he was.

You Jiecao sighed lightly, he had seen this person, white and tender hands, sallow face like an old man, with old age spots, it was Huanglong.

Huang Long's eyes were shining, and he looked around at the temple.

The floating curtain in the temple was full of dust, and the statue of the god with gold paint peeling off had a yellow futon in front of it, which was already miserable and white, and the surrounding body was dusty.

Huang Long spat out, in such a place, there is no place to sit at all.

The evening breeze blew into the temple, and the fire on the candlestick swayed frantically from side to side as if it were about to be blown out.

Huang Long's folds became more on his face as his brow furrowed.

His eyes kept looking at the door of the temple.

looked preoccupied, and in his flickering eyes, he seemed to be afraid of the dark night at the door.

Gradually, he sat down on the dusty futon, looking distracted, the dust on the futon had been stained a lot by him, and the beautiful and clean clothes were already gray.

After thinking about it for a while, I looked at the door again, and after looking at it for a while, I was stunned again, and gradually, my hands trembled unconsciously, like a drunk person.

There seemed to be a cold sweat on his forehead, and under the clear yellow firelight, his eyes actually revealed a trace of fear.

The hands were shaking more and more, and unconsciously, the feet were actually trembling slightly, as if their legs were about to be weak, and Huang Long's image at the moment was like a patient with dysentery, except that he did not drool, he looked incomparable.

The evening breeze blew in, and the doors and windows crackled, as if there were ghosts beating, and the ruined temple that almost toppled over, as if it would fall down in the next wind.

Outside the temple, the rustling of leaves, the black shadow of the tree is like a magic hand, the silver is full of flowers, the tender grass on the ground, in the moonlight, vaguely visible, tender green and vibrant, gently fluttering with the wind, left and right, the fallen leaves in front of the broken temple, also rustling, in the dark night, they seem to be given life by the devil, it looks very terrible, in the dark fallen leaves, often crawling over some small beasts, the speed is extremely fast, there is a rustling sound.

Huang Long's clothes seemed to be wet, like a gambler who gambled and lost his life, and his body trembled more and more violently.

A gust of wind blew into the ruined temple, and on the shoulders of the fading statue, a person had already appeared, looking at the trembling Huang Long, frowning.

Under the clear yellow lamplight, this person was dressed in a blue satin robe, just like an ancient teacher, and his hand was almost clipped to the Analects or Spring and Autumn.

Although the clothes are similar, the face is not the same, the face is like a villain, the face of the square, the eyebrows are angry, the sideburns are iron, just like Zhang Fei, a majesty emanates from his body, like an emperor, with the courage to determine life and death.

One hand caresses the idol, but in the other hand is holding a wooden branch, the rough wooden branch is crooked, but it is very polished, like a cane, is on the shoulder of the idol.

With gray hair, hands full of green tendons like old men, and wrinkled old skin, like dried jelly, this man was obviously an old and energetic man, and his eyes were as bright as a pool of deep water, shining with wisdom.

A gust of evening wind blew, and the old man on the idol looked at the slightly trembling Huanglong and said, "Huanglong!"

This old man, full of gray hair and looking old, spoke with majesty, and his voice was strong and loud.

Huang Long's body no longer trembled, he was stunned, turned his head, and fell to the ground as if worshipping a god, and shouted in his mouth: "Good old-timer!"

After saying that, bang bang, he knocked his head three times, and the force was so great that it could be seen from his slightly bleeding forehead that the sound of the sound was known from the echo in the broken temple, and it must not be small.

"Do you know what I called you for?"

When Huang Long heard this, his face turned pale.

"The younger generation doesn't know!"

There was a deep fear and fear in the words.

The white-haired old man, like a lion, snorted coldly, and the sound shook the top of the temple, like a bell.

Huang Long banged again, knocked his head three times, his head was already broken, and the red blood flowed out.

His body was still lying on the ground, like a believer.

"I heard that your Yellow Dragon Sect seems to have formed an alliance with the Blood Sword Sect, Shenshui Palace, and Tsing Yi Gang?"

When Huang Long heard this, his face turned even whiter, and he hurriedly spoke up and said, "If the seniors don't like it, I'll go back and dissolve the alliance." ”

"You seem to be the leader of the Alliance?" asked in a bell-like voice again.

"Sure enough, you can't hide anything from your predecessors!"

When the white-haired old man heard this, his face was arrogant, and he said, "What can you hide from me to destroy the old man?"

Huang Long echoed and said yes.

"I don't know if the seniors call the juniors, in addition to dissolving the alliance, what else is there to send?" Huang Long's tone was flattering, with a flattering smile on his wrinkled face, just like when Yinren smiled at him, this smile was like a grandfather who wanted to please his grandson, but what he was pleasing at the moment was destroying the old man.

After Huang Long finished speaking, his body fell to the ground again, like a conquered cat, shrinking his body, lest there be any disrespect.

The white-haired old man snorted coldly, Huang Long's face was so white that it couldn't be whiter anymore, cold sweat was left on his forehead, and his dusty face was already blackened because of the overflow of cold sweat, and there was black dirty water flowing on his face.

"Be smart, when did I tell you to break the alliance?"

When Huang Long heard this, his face was bloodless.

"Does he want the position of alliance leader?" Huang Long thought.

People who are afraid are always confused, thinking of this, he blurted out and said: "If the seniors want the position of the leader of the alliance, the younger generations will naturally give them away." ”

Bang!

His body was like a cannonball, hitting the door of the broken temple, the weathered floor tiles in front of the temple were shattered, stirring up dust all over the sky, Huang Long except for a touch of fresh infrared at the corner of his mouth, his body was full of white ash, like a worker who had just moved several truckloads of flour.

Without hesitation, he got up again and fell to the ground, the white-haired old man seemed to have never made a move, he still put his hand on the shoulder of the faded idol, the wooden branch was on the shoulder of the idol, and the eyes of wisdom shot out a cold light, like a sword sharpened like clay, and looked at the yellow dragon coldly.

"As far as your so-called alliance is concerned, but the light of the grain of rice, I will be rare?"

Huang Long said yes again and again.

"But the league still has a role. I want you to spread a message for me!"

Huang Long was stunned, and his expression was as happy as a woman who had been conquered by a great hero.

Huang Long said happily: "I don't know if the predecessor wants to spread that news?"

"Qinglong!" the old man of destruction only said two words, and Huang Long was stunned, with ecstasy on his face.

He couldn't wait to ask, and said, "Did the seniors already know about the cave of the green dragon?"

As he spoke, the joy on his face was as if he had conquered the world.

The treasure is moving!

The white-haired old man's eyes sparkled as he looked at Huang Long.

"In the Valley of Destruction, is there anything I don't know about the old man?"

Huang Long said yes again and again, with ecstasy and confusion on his face.

If he knew about this kind of news, how could it be spread before the blockade was too late?

I couldn't figure it out, but he was still happy.

What is the alliance for, for the sake of Qinglong, now that Qinglong has news, how not to make him happy.

He was like a woman who longed for love, watching with excitement the destruction of the old man.

There seemed to be mockery in the eyes of the old man of destruction, but he still said, "I want you to spread the news of the Qinglong in the Jianjiao Peak, so that some forces in the Valley of Destruction will know about it!"

Huang Long lost his voice and said, "The green dragon is at the Jianjiao Peak?"

There was greed in his eyes, and through the gap between the broken temple, he looked at a mountain peak, which was the triangular peak that You Jiecao had just descended from.

"You can go!" said the Old Man of Destruction lightly.

Huang Long turned around and was about to leave.

"Wait! If you don't disappear and spread this, but secretly seal it up, the consequences! Hmph, you know it. ”

Huang Long was stunned when he heard the words, he really had such a thought in his heart!

He turned around and said "yes", and disappeared into the dark forest.

The evening breeze blew into the ruined temple, and only the old man of destruction was left in the temple, and his eyes were full of mockery as he watched Huang Long leave.

"It's ridiculous! Such a straw bag, it is actually an alliance leader, he will not use his brain to think about it, why the green dragon can exist for so long without being killed, not because of its cave secret, but because of its high strength, even if the weak green dragon after the full moon, it is not something that you grass bales can kill!"

He muttered something to himself, and when he appeared, the ghost vanished.

The evening breeze blew into the broken temple, You Jiecao looked at the broken temple in a daze, and the old man's words taught him a deep lesson again.

He chewed carefully, and realized some very hazy truths from the words.

The evening wind rustled the leaves, the leaves rustled, the grass beside the idol drifted in the wind, and a hurricane blew out the four candlesticks that were nailed deep in the ruined temple.

The stars are fading, the silver is all over the ground, and the evening breeze is slightly cool, I don't know how long it took, You Jiecao moved his body, rubbed his stiff body, and looked at the heavy night blankly.

He didn't know where it was, he didn't know how to go back to the hut, he lit a fire, he walked into the broken temple, a little lonely fire, shining slightly in the broken temple, he found a pile of hay under the statue, the back of the statue, there was a small place for storage, shook the hay, patted the small place with the hay, threw the hay in that small place, shrunk inside, blew out the fire, closed his eyes heavily, and his snort was as heavy as night.