It seems to be a kind of fate, or a guide in the dark, or an inextricable relationship between the two?

Well, neither.

Ding Le just felt that now in Kyoto, the only person who could save him was the mysterious Director Yu.

According to his guess, it was very likely that this Director Yu was also an immortal cultivator.

After all, he is the man who has personally slapped Yu Xian.

That time, the immortal cultivator who connected with him controlled the fire and killed him, and it gave him the same feeling as Director Yu beating him that day.

This matter has always been hidden in his heart.

originally thought that it could only become a little secret that he could boast to his children and grandchildren in his old age.

But this time he was really desperate, so he could only choose to gamble and fight for a chance to survive.

Ding Le glanced at the tall courtyard wall of King Fu's Mansion, and as soon as his feet moved, he was weighed down by an invisible force just three inches above the ground.

Smack!

Ding Le fell on his ass.

"Get out!"

There was a low cry in his ears, hoarse and old.

"Senior, the rivers and lakes are in emergency!"

Ding Le was not angry but happy, his guess was right, there was really a master in the palace!

"My own people! Own! I'm Director Yu's man! ”

He jumped again.

Disheveled!

This time the pressure was even worse, Ding Le felt as if his light body was carrying a mountain, and he watched the spirit rune in his chest burn sharply, turning into ashes with a whoosh.

"Get out, damn it, it's a good thing that you didn't think about Lao Tzu, and if you get into trouble, hide from me!"

The voice began to grow impatient.

Ding Le felt that this tone was extremely familiar, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind.

"Director Yu, help me, I have a big secret!"

"Don't tell the big secret, the big waves can't do it!"

Yu Xian was very annoyed.

In the evening, he hugged the princess with his left hand and magnolia with his right hand, just finished warming up, preparing for a new round of happiness.

As a result, he noticed that the aura of the old monster in the palace that had not changed for 10,000 years suddenly fluctuated violently.

Soon after, his consciousness swept away, and he saw Ding Le preparing to climb the wall.

Immediately beat his heart to death.

The gray-black blood that was wrapped around his body was like a guiding light in his eyes.

Ding Le himself was so aggrieved that he wanted to cry.

He lived a good life, and he was dragged over to work hard, and who did he reason with?

But now his mind was spinning faster than ever.

"Blessed King! Director Yu, I saw King Fu, King Fu is not dead! ”

He had to prove his worth.

The voice in the palace paused.

"Stand still, don't scream."

Ding Le immediately held his breath and did not move, and then he felt a tearing pain coming from his body, and the next moment he saw a wisp of gray-black blood qi coming out of his body,

Only then did he understand why he couldn't shake off his tail.

"Go back to your martial arts hall, you should eat and drink, when nothing happens, I will go to you."

"Don't think about running, others can plant marks on you, and so can I!"

"Yes, yes!!"

Ding Le's heart was relieved.

This little life was finally saved.

Ding Le bowed in the direction of the palace, and then like a big black mouse, he burrowed into the alley, turned around, and quickly disappeared.

The wild cat, which was sleeping on its stomach in a tree, suddenly woke up and meowed, its amber eyes glowing green in the night.

The beast's instincts told it that danger was coming.

It jumped off the tree and ran to another den of its own, but it did not see a wisp of gray-black blood around its head, like a curse carved on it.

……

"Meow!"

The wildcat screamed miserably.

Its body slammed against the wall, exploding a bloody flower, and a more vigorous wisp of gray-black blood rose from its body, and then it was grasped by a black-haired wolf's claw.

The owner of the wolf's claw is a middle-aged general with a majestic expression, wearing black armor and a wolf's head on his chest, who is the former captain of the forbidden army.

"My lord, what should I do next?"

A young janissary stepped forward and asked, accustomed to the captain's wolf claws.

"It seems that there is a master who has made a move, but what about the other two?"

The lieutenant took a bottle out of his bosom and carefully put away the blood.

"One wanted to escape from the river, and the other hid in the house of the household officer, but they have all been caught."

The young man said.

"This person can crack the means of the ancestor, so it's not something we can interfere with, go back and report to the ancestor."

The lieutenant turned to leave, but suddenly stopped.

"In addition, let Dongchang take action, first arrest the household officer to the edict prison for interrogation, and then release him after asking clearly."

"Yes."

The young man knew that this officer, whether he knew it or not, had no chance to come out, and the edict of Dongchang was for ordinary people, and they had to lose half their lives if they went in.

……

Deep in the palace.

The white-haired old man in a shawl, dressed in a wide white robe, sat on the steps in front of the dormitory, with a silver wolf the size of a calf lying on his knees.

The silver wolf's hair is all silver, like silk in the dark night, emitting a faint fluorescence, except for a pair of eyes, which are blood-red.

The captain stood in front of the old man, not daring to breathe, and looked at the silver wolf with fear in his eyes.

The old man stroked the hair of the wolf cub with one hand, and played with the bottle containing gray-black qi and blood with the other.

"Since there is a master who makes a move, I don't blame you for returning in vain. But since they are so impatient, if they don't teach them a lesson, they really think that our Jiang family is weak and can be bullied.

You rush to the front line today, and I want the rebels to leave no armor behind. ”

"I'm always being pressed and beaten, and I'm annoyed by those guys."

The old man glanced at the captain and said:

"Don't let me down, the black wolf guard trained by the old man himself, if he loses, the old man will be very unhappy."

The captain held back his excitement and said: "Please rest assured, my subordinates will definitely pacify the rebels and subdue the rivers and mountains!" ”

Make meritorious contributions, worship the prime minister, just now!

He endured the pain of demon blood entering his body, not for this moment. As for what immortality and long-term vision, he never thought about it, and he didn't dare to think about it.

"Go ahead."

"The subordinates retired."

The lieutenant stepped back and stepped back respectfully.

The old man opened the bottle and approached the silver wolf.

"Do you smell anything?"

The silver wolf sniffed and shook his head humanely.

"It's just a gray mouse, it doesn't matter if you can't find it, if you can unlock my divine sense mark, the person who shot it must also be a foundation building monk."

The old man frowned slightly: "The Lin family's foundation-building monks are all staring at, could it be that someone is secretly building the foundation?" Or did the Lin family secretly invite foreign aid? ”

He never suspected that it was some reclusive foundation-building monk.

After all, no fool would go to the mundane realm to live in seclusion.

If it weren't for his duty, and because of his age, even he wouldn't have been able to come to this mortal realm to guard.

The environment here is like a pond that is about to dry up.

And he is a big fish in the pond that can only swim in the mud, and if he moves a little bigger, there will be a danger of water shortage.

So most of the time, he is in a state of deep sleep to delay his last life.

Usually, it just exudes a little bit of qi to demonstrate deterrence.

If it weren't for that, even if he was old and decrepit now, he wouldn't have let a group of ordinary warriors touch the outside of the palace before being discovered.

The old man looked back at the brightly lit dormitory.

"It's a pity that he didn't do it himself, otherwise he would have been able to stay. Cutting off a foundation-building monk, the Lin family is afraid that they will also break their muscles and bones.

Just a little more time, though.

Lin family, your hesitation is the reason for your defeat. ”

The old man took out a blood-red pill and took it, his eyes slowly closed, and his breath fell into a deep sleep.

Nowadays, guarding the dormitory is his first priority.

As for the rest, it's all trivial.

What you lose today, you will get back twice as much tomorrow.