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In the fortress, in the pavilion where Liu Wu'er lived, the old man was standing a little helpless, and Liu Wu'er was carrying his hands behind his back and facing him. There was no one else, and there was an irreconcilable silence in the air, especially the old man, who secretly guessed Liu Wu'er's intention to find him. Liu Xu'er sent someone to look for him at noon, but he was not there at that time, and he came to the door himself after hearing that Liu Wu'er had sent someone to look for him. Unexpectedly, as soon as he entered the door, Liu Wu'er left him aside, never spoke, and stood with his back to him.

Just when the old man was a little nervous and wanted to speak first, Liu Wu'er suddenly spoke, and the first sentence made the old man dumbfounded and frightened. "Your name is Guan Xiong, Guan Li is your eldest son?"

The heartstrings were shaken, and the old man said in a trembling voice: "Sect Master Liu, how did you find out?"

Liu Xu'er turned around, smiled strangely at the old man, pointed at the gun, and slowly used a gun move.

When the old man saw this, he couldn't help but be shocked, took a step back, his eyes were round, his hands trembled slightly, and he said in a hoarse and frightened voice: "You too?" He didn't continue, not because he wanted to leave any suspense, but because he didn't dare to mention the name he was going to say next, and the reason why he used the word yes was because it was the second time he saw someone perform this gun that he couldn't forget, and the last time he used this gun was the hall master's eldest brother Ling Hu Xiao.

Liu Xu'er gently and quietly raised a chilling smile, although this smile was only indifferent, but it had an extremely strong and profound power, she said quietly: "Since you haven't forgotten jì, then you should still remember the original promise." ”

The old man was silent, he now knew very well what Liu Yu'er meant. The grace of saving lives cannot be repaid. Promises made cannot be broken. There was a sadness in his heart, but his voice was a little stiff: "Say, what should I do?"

Liu Xu'er's expression did not move, and he said righteously: "Jue'er is seriously injured, presumably he will not come back in the short term, when he is suffering from internal and external troubles, this king wants to do his part for him and build a flag for our human race." But this king is an outsider after all, and I hope you can lead King's Landing to help this king. ”

The old man has experienced a lot of things, so naturally he will not be confused by these high-sounding words, he arched his hand slightly, and said in a low voice: "Sect Master Liu, I, Guan Xiong, owe you a life, no matter what I want me to do, I have nothing to say, but there is one thing, when the King's Landing Hall was established, I also swore an oath to the heavens. Never betray the hall master, betray King's Landing. ”

These words are loud and clear. sonorous and powerful, the implication is obvious that no matter what, he will not do anything unfavorable to the fox.

Liu Yu'er was not angry, and still said expressionlessly: "What you said is a bit excessive, Jue'er is the core disciple of my Flowing Shadow Sect, how can this king be unfavorable to him." It's just that I don't want this falconer group to fall into the hands of a foreign race, he will come back one day, it will be his after all. ”

The old man's mind was not very delicate, but he also tasted some flavor from these words, and he couldn't help but start worrying about Ling Hujue. But Liu Yu'er had already said this, and he would be a little treacherous if he didn't say anything, the green tendons on his forehead burst out, his hands clenched into fists, and he burst out word by word from between his teeth: "I will listen to the orders of Sect Master Liu to repay the kindness of the year." ”

Liu Xu'er was slightly satisfied, she understands the strong people of the human race, these people are trustworthy, even if they are unwilling in their hearts, they will obey their promises. Her lips were half-curved, and she said indifferently: "Guan Xiong, you have been stepping into the half-step king level for many years, and this king will help you." After speaking, the void pressed lightly, and a purple porcelain vase appeared in her hand, and continued: "This is a fake king pill, this king will give it to you." ”

After speaking, he threw it away. While the old man caught it, a complicated expression appeared on his face, this expression was so profound, so profound that people could understand the stirring in his heart at a glance.

This can't be blamed on him, the fake Wang Dan is a king-level mid-grade elixir, which can allow a half-step king to enter the realm of the king without spending the heavenly tribulation, the effect is against the sky, but the same negative effect is also prohibitive, the king who is promoted by the fake Wang Dan has no possibility of advancing to the rank again in immortality, and because he has not survived the heavenly tribulation, he is weaker than the average king. In addition, the medicinal materials and excipients used are also extremely rare, so that even if this elixir has an anti-heaven effect, the people who refine it and the people who take it are extremely rare. It's not difficult to imagine that if you think that those who have the ability to refine and the ability to buy will be willing to stop at the desolate rank king, especially when the aura of heaven and earth is about to recover.

But this is also relatively speaking, for some people who feel hopeless to advance, this fake Wang Dan is a fairy, no matter what, the king is always the king, and there is an essential difference from the half-step king, and the life span will also increase. As a result, a situation has been created where those who have the ability to have the fake Wang Dan are unwilling to take it, and those who want to take the fake Wang Dan are not able to have it. In the end, there is basically only one kind of person who takes Fake Wang Dan, and that is the children of the big families with inferior talent among the hundred clans.

"This?" the old man couldn't tell whether he was happy or sad, and said a little confused.

"Take it, meditate all night when you go back, and you will be the true king tomorrow morning." Liu Su'er said in an unmistakable tone. She knew that the old man still had hesitation in his heart, after all, with the old man's qualifications, he was not sure of the catastrophe by his own ability, but at least he was sixty percent sure.

At this moment, the old man thought a lot and thought a lot, and in the end, he opened the cork, raised his head, and swallowed the fiery fake Wang Dan in the bottle, while swallowing, his face changed, his facial muscles twitched, staring at Liu Wu'er, his lips buzzed, but he didn't say a word.

Liu Xu'er's eyes were cold, and she said with a wisp of murderous aura: "Do you feel strange, yes, this king let the king of the Wu clan put Gu poison in it, but don't worry, as long as you keep your promise, this king will naturally lift it for you after it settles down." ”

The old man never dreamed that Liu Xu'er would be so vicious, remembering that he had muttered a little about the hall master's evaluation of her, and remembering that he had been touched by her impassioned words two days ago, and in an instant, there was a feeling of anger out of anger. He suddenly looked up and smiled. There was a kind of loneliness in the laughter: "Terran revival." Haha, Terran revival. “

Liu Yu'er was a little annoyed, and snorted coldly: "Guan Xiong, you are presumptuous. ”

Suddenly, the old man stopped laughing, and after a deep sigh, he said leisurely: "I just owe you a life, just go." ”

Seeing that the old man moved the idea of his own life. Liu Xu'er immediately said sharply: "Guan Xiong, this king sues you, your grandson cares about Lan is also our person, you better not do other ideas." ”

His heartstrings trembled, and the old man said excitedly, "What you said is true?"

The corners of Liu Yu'er's lips curled up with a trace of humility and disdain, she looked down on people who were in love the most, but she also knew that for the vast majority of people, love was also the best way to restrain and drive a person, and said coldly: "Does this king need to lie to you?"

The old man would not doubt what Liu Yu'er said. Because he believed that his value was not enough for someone like Liu Xu'er to speak, his body trembled even more. The wrinkles left over from the ravages of countless years are instantly revealed, adding to the poignant. Trembling, he slowly bowed down and said, "Sect Master." ”

This sound of the sect master means submission! Liu Xu'er sighed with satisfaction, the reason why she used both soft and hard, and did everything she could, was to take care of the relationship between the old man and Ling Huju, for fear that she would turn against the water at that time. He snorted lightly and said, "Tell me, where did you go?" Do you have any secret contact with the Night Elf Clan?"

The old man has mixed feelings in his heart at the moment, with extreme guilt and helplessness, and at the same time he is also a little comforted to know the news of his family. The concern in my heart, although I didn't say it, was always hidden in my heart. He raised his head, as if he had been old for decades, and there was still the uninhibited meaning of the red dust in the past, and said in a dumb voice: "I really don't know where the hall master goes, and there is no secret contact with the Night Elf Clan. ”

Liu Yu'er carefully examined the change in the old man's expression to determine whether what he said was true or false. But there was not a trace of discovery, only one point, that is, the old man was now in a trance, and his mind was a little confused and confused.

"What is the attitude of the Je'er towards this king, and what is the attitude towards the night elf clan, you don't know this, right?" Liu Xu'er said meaningfully, she asked this question, mainly to consider whether the old man was telling the truth or not, and whether he was sincere or not.

The old man let out a long sigh and said slowly, "The hall master has always been wary of the sect master, and the same is true for the night elf clan. ”

Liu Xu'er bowed slightly, this answer was the same as what she judged, Linghu is definitely not a person who is willing to be subordinate, and he is definitely a very smart person. Sighing secretly, she continued, "What else do you know?"

The old man calmed down a little, and when he thought about it, he realized that he didn't know much about it. After shaking his head with difficulty, he said bitterly: "The hall master only let us stare at the disciples of the Flowing Shadow Sect, and nothing else. The sect master, the hall master has a habit of only telling one thing to the person who does it, and never talking too much. So, I don't know much. ”

Liu Xu'er was not too surprised, during this time, she was also secretly observing Ling Hu Jue, and found that as the old man said, Ling Hu Jue's subordinates, whether they were the Falcon Division or the King's Landing Hall, were all responsible for their own responsibilities and rarely asked each other.

Seeing that Liu Yu'er stopped talking, the old man began to think about it again, thinking a lot, but the more he thought about it, the heavier his mood became, the more uncomfortable he became, and in the end, he didn't even dare to think about it, because he felt ashamed and ashamed. But when I think of my descendants, this shame has become helplessness and loneliness.

However, he still had some reservations, at least he knew that Xiusi and the others had zài, but he didn't say it. He even hoped that Liu Yu'er knew that he had something to hide, and in a fit of shame, he slapped him with a palm, so that he could also worry about it.

But Liu Yu'er didn't do what he wanted, just lowered his face, waved his hand and said, "You go back first, this king knows that most of the King's Landing Hall are your friends, and you can do it yourself." ”

The old man sighed again, then turned around and went out, this time he walked much slower than before, as if the soles of his feet were covered with thorns, and stepping on them was a heart-piercing pain.

At this time, Linghu Jue had already found Fei'er according to the address given by the Fox Palace, and also asked Fei'er to follow his orders to go out to do errands, but there was still a person named Mei'er who was not there.

It is a boudoir with a special fragrance, the room is not large, and the ground floor is covered with powder blue felt. There are two understated landscape paintings on the wall, a lacquered gold carved couch is placed diagonally, and a Ding furnace is placed on the small table at the head of the bed. Although no incense was burned. But it still gives people a sense of gentleness.

Linghu Jue sat on a low stool. Waiting for Fei'er's return. In this rare free time, he remembered Sisi, the lovely face, the wave-like eyes, and the delicate whisper, which occupied all his thoughts. All along, he just regarded Sisi as his sister, but when Sisi turned into a figure in his spiritual platform. The moment he burned his body, he knew that this feeling had changed, especially the heartbreaking tears and the last sentence Sisi said: Brother Ajue, will you love me? Every time he thinks of it, his heart will have a kind of broken pain, which is an unforgettable sourness, a heart-rending pain.

Since then, he has occasionally wondered if this could be his delusion. But today, when Sisi appeared in his spiritual sea again. He knew that it was definitely not a delusion. It is the emotions that have been precipitated, accumulated, and neglected, and at that moment, he wants to hold Sisi and tell her: I am willing to become your elf king and protect you as a princess with my life.

He believes that Sisi will definitely laugh when he hears this, and the laughter will dim the sun, make the flowers fade, let time stop, and let the sweetness be eternal.

Thinking about it, thinking about it, Ling Hu Jue also smiled, because he thought of Sisi's shy appearance, it must be very beautiful and cute.

It must have been that he was thinking too intently, and he didn't notice the sound of footsteps until he reached the door. Secretly reproached, he stood up, thinking that Fei'er had returned. But there was a pretty voice outside the door: "Senior sister, are you sleeping?"

Ling Hu Jue froze for a while, not knowing how to answer, the person outside the door was not Fei'er, it should be another apprentice of the Fox Palace, Mei'er.

The door was not bolted, it was gently pushed open, and a woman with Nana walked in, very beautiful, and so charming. As soon as she came in, this fox woman who should be called Mei'er was also stunned, and in an instant, a cold air, an unspeakable ruthlessness floated in her eyes, half retreated, and said coldly: "Who are you?"

But before Ling Hu Jue answered, Mei'er smiled, smiling very boldly, with extreme charm in those beautiful eyes. She snorted, "You're a Linghu, aren't you?"

This stunned turn made the fox desperate, he firmly believed that he had not seen the woman in front of him, and said with a little confusion: "How do you know?"

"Giggles. Mei'er laughed, her eyes were shining, seductive but not annoying: "This is not simple, I have long heard Shizun and Fei'er, a girl, say that Linghu is the most beautiful man in the world, you are blind to me, such a handsome and chic, elegant man can not see it standing in front of him?"

Linghu has been praised in person, but he has never been praised so naked, and he was speechless for a while.

It's still that Mei'er, who circled around him for half a circle, propped up her chin with her jade hand, and said: "Fei'er didn't tell a lie, you are a little more handsome than Shizun, and you are more charming and tasteful." ”

The more he spoke, the more unspeakable he became, Ling Hujue's handsome face turned cold, and just as he wanted to reprimand, there was another sound of footsteps, this time it was farther away, it should have just entered the courtyard.

Mei'er's reaction was very fast, that is, she was very familiar with this footstep, approached Ling Hujue's shoulder, and whispered: "It's okay, it's Fei'er who is back, then I won't bother the two of you." After she finished speaking, she covered her lips and smiled, and the wisp of her eyes when she went out was very dark, of course, this was just a joke, she was also an extremely smart and well-behaved person, and she knew that Linghu would never appear in Fei'er's boudoir for no reason, so she left very interestingly.

Soon, Fei'er, who was a little pale, came back, and as soon as she entered the door, she frowned slightly and said, "Mei'er has been here?"

Seeing that Fei'er's expression was a little wrong, Ling Hu Jue bowed slightly, and said a little worriedly: "How is the matter going?"

Fei'er poured herself a cup of herbal tea and drank it, her mind seemed to be a little calm, her face turned a little stronger, and she said coldly: "If she didn't deliberately lead me there, it should be done." After speaking, Yu Yu rose again, and said with a little confusion: "When I came back, I met a man in a cloak who was asking passers-by about the falcon division and you, looking at the figure, and listening to the voice is a woman. I looked at her curiously, and she immediately noticed it, and she glanced at my hidden place, just one glance, which made me instantly in a trance, and when I came back to my senses, the mysterious woman was gone. ”

Could it be the Night Elf Empress?" Ling Hu Jue thought with some trepidation, but soon, this idea was denied, not to mention anything else, just talking about the character of the Night Elf Empress, she couldn't do such a thing. But who else would have such terrifying strength? You know, Fei'er is not an ordinary knight-level powerhouse, and it is estimated that even Luo Tiandiao may not have this strength.

Who is it? Ling Hujue's mind was immediately attracted by this sudden mysterious powerhouse, and his eyebrows tightened for a while, exuding a faint melancholy all over his body. (To be continued)