Xiao Yunhe screamed, his eyes widened, and he looked at the old knife and the old gun left and right, the look on his face was suspicious, there was something difficult and unresolved in his private matter.

The expression on the old knife's face was also very complicated, looking a little dignified, a little anxious, a little gloomy, as if there was still a trace of doubt, and even as if there was still a little bit of pride in the fox that threw himself at the old hen.

And looking at the old gun standing on the other side of Xiao Yunhe, his face, which had always been cold and could not see the slightest expression, also showed a dignified look of points at this moment. Looking at Xiao Yunhe's eyes full of doubts and very yes, his waist was straight, and the spear in his hand that was held horizontally across his chest was placed on the side of his body at this moment, with the head of the spear facing the sky, and the other end standing on the trunk of the tree, his whole person, like an iron spear that could not be bent by hepatitis B, stood straight towards the sky.

The three of them just maintained all kinds of wonderful expressions on their faces, but none of them spoke, just communicated with different expressions of the grid.

"The two seniors ......" After a long time like a century, Xiao Yunhe suddenly suppressed his voice and spoke first.

The old knife and the old gun still maintained the same posture and expression as before, and they didn't even move their bodies for a moment. At this moment, it seems that the bodies of the two of them are one with the mouse at this moment, if it weren't for the iron spear in the old gunman's flickering cold light, obviously with a little bit of a murderous aura that is not in line with the attributes of this place, no matter how you look at it, these two people have a tendency to turn into two tree vines.

And Xiao Yunhe, after saying such a sentence, after saying such a title tightly, it was as if he had exhausted all his strength, and it was also like these few words were the only words that Xiao Yunhe wanted to say at the moment, and after that, there was no follow-up.

The three of them were still staring at each other, and they resumed the previous stalemate, and no one knew what the other party's psychological side was thinking.

The three men were silent, no one spoke, and no one moved.

But if the three of them don't speak, it doesn't mean that the world has stopped. Just when the three of them were caught in this inexplicable stalemate, someone began to move.

The three figures, who were in a stalemate like sculptures, looked in one direction almost at the same time. The look in the eyes of the three of them was that they didn't even understand it very well. But at the moment, their eyes are on the same place.

In front, outside the courtyard wall, in front of the group of people who had stopped temporarily, the monk who was standing at the head suddenly raised his arm, and the noise behind him stopped instantly.

Xiao Yunhe could clearly feel that the monk called Baizhang Zen Master did not have the slightest martial arts. This frightening swing, whether it is speed or strength, is just the level of an ordinary person. is even slightly deficient, because looking at this monk's body, he seems to belong to the category of being relatively thin and insufficient.

But at this moment, it was just that this powerless monk raised his hand and threw his foot, and in an instant, the 100,000 people behind him, who were even more terrifying than the flood beasts, had changed from extreme movement to extreme silence in an instant. This powerful contrast made Xiao Yunhe, as well as the old knife and the old gun, feel a heavy blow in their hearts.

This seemingly inexperienced monk, like a non-lethal infant in the three of them, has a terrifying power that no one can despise.

His power lies not in his own force, but in his control over others.

His strength lies not in himself, but in the people behind him, in the countless incomprehensible crowds behind him.

"Two seniors, have you ever been on the battlefield?" Xiao Yunhe suddenly asked.

"Of course!" Old Dao and Old Gun used to have only one person to talk to Xiao Yunhe, but now facing a question, the two of them answered in unison, how neat and neat they were.

"On the battlefield, there are thousands of battles, in the big war, how many people are in front of you?" Xiao Yunhe asked again.

"When I fought with the general, I faced more than 300,000 barbarian wolf riders at the most. At that time, there were many more people than these people in front of me. Faced with Xiao Yunhe's second question, the two still did not choose to answer together, but only Lao Gun answered alone.

has always been a lot of nagging, but at this time it is very strange to choose silence.

"In the face of the 100,000 people in front of you, do you still have the confidence to defeat them?" Xiao Yunhe asked again.

"......" this time, even the old gun was silent.

"Look, the two seniors can't answer. He even laughed and said, "At that time, you faced twice as many barbarians as the people in front of you, riding war horses and wielding scimitars in their hands, coming and going like the wind and killing people like hemp. Although the juniors have not seen it with their own eyes, they can imagine that at that time, the two seniors should not have any fear and cowardice in their hearts, ......right?

"Now, after all, it's not the same as before. The two of us ......" Let Xiao Yunhe say such a long list, the old gun, who was silent in unison, suddenly spoke.

"yes, it's different. Xiao Yunhe didn't refute, and even nodded in agreement, and then said, "Now, although this group of people standing in front of us don't have any weapons in their hands, they are not well-trained soldiers, and they don't even show any intention of fighting us, it seems that any one of us can sweep away hundreds or thousands of them without any problem." But ......"

Speaking of this, Xiao Yunhe paused.

After a while, Xiao Yunhe continued to say, "Now, we can't kill anyone. Even if they want to kill us all. ”

After Xiao Yunhe finished saying this, it was as if he had said something that had been backlogged in his heart for a long time, and it was also like removing the biggest stone in his heart at once, and he let out a long breath.

The old gun and the old knife were more silent than anyone else at this time, and they invariably glanced at Xiao Yunhe, who was standing between the two, and then exchanged a look across Xiao Yunhe's body.

The three of them were talking something that no one else could understand, but at this time, the monk began to walk forward.

"He's coming. Xiao Yunhe said.

The monk did look a little weak, and there was still a thick layer of snow on the ground, which was very inconvenient for ordinary people to walk in. Seeing him walking on the snow with one foot deep and one foot shallow, the two people next to him seemed to want to support him, but he refused all of them. A man with that wooden Zen staff in his hand, but on the snow behind him, he didn't have any auxiliary effect, and even with him probably rarely walked in this environment, walking and walking, and a few times, he almost tripped over his own Zen staff.

But he still insisted on walking forward, under the gaze of tens of millions of people behind him, under the gaze of Xiao Yunhe and the old knife and old gun, he walked step by step, towards the courtyard wall in front of the three people.

It took him a lot of effort to reach a position less than five meters away from the wall of Yuwen's courtyard. He finally reached his destination, clutching the Zen staff tightly with both hands, and gulping for breath, as if this short journey had exhausted a lot of his strength.

The 100,000 people behind him, Xiao Yunhe and the three people in front of him, just looked at him without saying a word and gasped with difficulty.

The audience was silent. None of the two rooms chose to make any noise at this inopportune time.

It took a long time for him to speak.

"Three adults, can you come down and see each other?" the monk looked at Xiao Yunhe and the three of them, who were still standing in a row on the tree, and gasped.

This voice, which is not full of energy, has obviously done its best. Although there was still a hint of lack of qi, this monk had already reached his maximum ability, and at this distance, Xiao Yunhe and the three of them, who were standing less than twenty meters from the tree on the other side, had no reason not to hear what he was saying.

Xiao Yunhe and the three of them didn't seem to hear this monk talking, or didn't realize that this monk was talking to him. The three of them just kept quietly staring at the Baizhang Zen Master who was still gasping slightly, and no one answered, and no one, as the Baizhang Zen Master said, jumped off the tree to meet him. Although this height is only a very insignificant thing for any of the three of them.

And looking at the Baizhang Zen master, in the face of three people who were like clay carvings and wood sculptures, deaf to his words and pretending to be deaf and dumb, his face as clear as a tree trunk like a knife and axe, but he couldn't see the slightest impatience, and he couldn't see any gloom, so he continued, with his voice that tried his best but still seemed to be lacking in energy, continued, and repeated his words again.

The 100,000 people standing not far behind him were still in the silent state before ibaochizhe, no one spoke, and no one stepped forward.

At this time, Xiao Yunhe finally moved.

"Two seniors, the one who should come is always coming, let's go!" Xiao Yunhe looked at the old knife and the old gun that had been transformed into sculptures and said.

"Childe, please!" The old knife glanced at the old gun, and then, the two of them bowed like Xiao Yunhe at the same time, and their demeanor and tone were unprecedentedly respectful.

"The title has been changed, does it mean that I have no choice, and I can only take the trouble you gave me?" Xiao Yunhe did not jump down immediately, but looked at the heads of the two people who lowered slightly, and said.

But at this time, whether it is the old knife who has always liked to talk more, or the old gun who can always talk like a knife although he doesn't talk much, neither of the two of them will answer Xiao Yunhe's question. The two men lowered their heads slightly, and did not make any sound.

Xiao Yunhe seemed to have expected this reaction from the two of them, and smiled self-deprecatingly: "I was full of confidence when I agreed, but now that I think about it, I am really young and ignorant!"

"Let's go, two!" The smile on Xiao Yunhe's face was closed, and he let out a long roar, and in a flash, the whole person had already swept outside the wall under the tree.

And the kung fu of Xiao Yunhe's front and rear feet when he dodged away, the old knife and the old gun, also followed Xiao Yunhe's figure and fell to Xiao Yunhe's side outside the wall. It's still the same as when they were on the tree, the two of them stood on the left and right of Xiao Yunhe, and they all took half a step back from Xiao Yunhe, and they actually regarded Xiao Yunhe as the principal.

And before, this position, this status, only belonged to Yu Wenxuan alone.

The three of them landed on the snow outside the courtyard wall one after the other, and after the three of them landed and stood still, a corner door not far away suddenly opened, "stepping on it" The sound of heavy footsteps sounded, and a column of armed soldiers in bright armor and silver armor rushed over, they stood behind Xiao Yunhe and the old knife to love the three people, and formed a long queue, standing behind the three people, leaning against the courtyard wall, holding a spear in his hand, the tip of the gun was cold and shining, although it was not as cold as the iron gun in the old gunman, but the neat and uniform gun array of so many hundreds of people was lined up, but it also had a deterrent effect that could not be exchanged with each other.

This is the family soldier of Yuwenxuan's family, and the people in Yuwenxuan's mansion, even if they are only the four generals of the regular army, they also have the strength to be inferior to any elite in this world.

100 people, in the face of 100,000 people, still did not change their faces, and the battle formation was lined up, although no one stood up and shouted for command, but they were also orderly and did not see the slightest panic.

And the Baizhang Zen Master, who was standing alone in front of everyone, just calmly watched the hundred and ten heavily armed soldiers lined up in their own formations, without the slightest panic. All his attention was only focused on Xiao Yunhe alone.

And Xiao Yunhe also focused all his attention on him alone. He also turned a blind eye to the terrifying 100,000 people behind him.

Two people, just looking at each other face to face. The distance between the two people is only less than five meters at the moment, and the two people who are looking at each other so strangely are looking at each other at this moment, but they are all the same calm, without the slightest hostility.

The two of them, like two strangers they met by chance on the street, looked at each other with peace and serenity.

At this time, no one speaks, no one moves.

The whole world seems to be stuck in a standstill again.

But this world, after all, will not be truly static because of one person and one place. Twenty miles away from the palace, there were two people, still moving very slowly.

One person, it was Yu Wenxuan, who had not returned all night.

At this moment, he was looking in the direction of his house, and although he couldn't see or hear anything from such a distance, he still looked at that direction very persistently, very focused.

And behind him, there stood another person.

That person, whose body was surprisingly thin, was wearing the white robe, which had been specially remodeled, and only a small amount of fabric was used. But on his body, it was still like a child wearing the clothes of an adult, and the sleeves were empty, except for a pair of hands as thin as eagle's claws, which were carried behind him.

And apart from this amazingly thin hand, the only body that shows this person is your skeletal skinny face.

It was impossible to tell whether this person was handsome or ugly on his face, and from a distance, it did not look like a person, but like a skeleton that suddenly deceived the corpse, and pasted a thin layer of human skin on his face, revealing the raised bones on his cheeks, three points like a human and seven points like a ghost.

It's Ye Chengcheng.

Only he will be so thin that he is neither human nor ghost. He is the only one who has the kind of eye-catching eyes that seem to be able to see through everyone's hearts. Those eyes like a god of the underworld seem to absorb all the essence of his whole body, and when you see this person, you will first notice his eyes, and then you will completely forget to pay attention to any other part of his body, and in the eyes, there is only that pair of eyes like flames.

Those eyes are Ye Qingcheng. Ye Chengcheng is the name of that pair of eyes.

He stood with his hands in his hands, standing behind Yu Wenxuan, but he didn't look in the direction of his house as intently as Yu Wenxuan, he didn't look at any place, he just looked at the place not far away very casually.

This is the imperial garden in the palace, and compared to the general's mansion in Yuwenxuan, the servants serving here are much more efficient. In such a short period of time, the sun in the east was only slightly exposed, and there was another half hidden under the horizon, and most of the roads in the entire imperial garden had been cleaned, even on the branches of some plants and trees. At this moment, Ye Chengcheng looked left and right casually, after the heavy snow, although the flowers were killed, there were still a few cold plums standing proudly in the white vastness, and in the white vastness of the main color, there were a few more pink stars dotted, but it was also a unique scene.

Neither of them was interested in talking and chatting, Ye Tingcheng was enjoying himself, and staring at Yu Wenxuan in the distance, his face as calm as the sea gradually became a little more worried.

"Is the general worried about that person?" Ye Qingcheng leaned down and picked up a ball of snow, and said casually while holding it vigorously in his hand.

He didn't look in this direction of Yu Wenxuan from beginning to end, but he seemed to be able to see all of Yu Wenxuan's facial expressions and movements, and at this moment he was keenly aware of the change in the expression on Yu Wenxuan's face, and then he spoke.

Hearing Ye Tingcheng's words, Yu Wenxuan, who was staring into the distance like a stone sculpture, finally stopped maintaining this posture like a wangfu stone, his stiff body shook slightly, pursed his broad lips, and slowly turned around, looking at Ye Tingcheng who was struggling with a snowball in his palm.