After entering the dilapidated building, Long Wusheng found that someone had already taken shelter from the rain here. I saw that the man was sword-eyed and starry-eyed, handsome and handsome, dressed in white, like an immortal descending into the world, which was unforgettable. It's just that his face is too pale, and it can even be said that he is bloodless, as if he is seriously injured.

At this time, he was half-lying in front of the fire, and after observing him, Long Wusheng found that his clothes were dry, and he had not seen any rain, so he thought that he had rested in this room before the rain.

The white-clothed young man in the building was also taken aback when he saw Long Wusheng and Xiao Qiqi who broke in. It was obviously not something he expected to meet other people in such a remote, wild place.

The young man in white stared at Long Wusheng after breaking in, and did not relax until he saw Xiao Qiqi on his back.

Immediately afterwards, the white-clothed young man smiled at Long Wusheng and Xiao Qiqi and said, "Welcome to the Humble House." The humble house is shabby, I hope the two of you don't dislike it. ”

"Ahem" seemed to have made the young man in white feel very difficult with a few simple words, and he couldn't help coughing before he finished speaking.

But the young man in white was obviously a person who attached great importance to his own demeanor, and he quickly took out a white handkerchief to cover his coughing mouth.

Long Wusheng nodded in response, then walked to the corner at the other end of the building and put Xiao Qiqi down. In troubled times, it is indispensable to guard against others. Therefore, the seven-step distance becomes the default safe distance.

"Big brother, is this your home?" Xiao Qiqi asked curiously.

"It's not." The young man in white replied very dryly, bowing his head and stirring up the fire.

"Big brother, give. This is my family's own gold medicine, which is very helpful for injuries. Xiao Qiqi walked up to the young man in white, took out a small porcelain jar from his arms, and handed it over.

The young man in white did not take over, but said with a smile: "In this world, it is by no means commendable to approach a stranger who knows nothing so easily. Especially a beautiful girl like you. ”

"Put your medicine away, my wound, it doesn't work." The young man in white said with gentle eyes.

"Oh." Xiao Qiqi walked back to Long Wusheng stupidly.

Outside, it was getting dark, and Long Wusheng took the opportunity to pick up the dry wood in the building and set it on fire with the original energy.

After seeing Long Wusheng's method of destroying fire with his original energy, the white-clothed young man opposite praised him: "Young man, I can't see that he is young, and his strength is quite good. I already have seven successes. ”

It seemed that even if he was injured, the young man in white was a person who would not be at ease.

Hearing this, Long Wusheng was embarrassed, there were such cheeky people in the world.

Xiao Qiqi, who was happily helping Long Wusheng next to him just now, immediately pulled down his face: "Shameless!" I think you only have the skill of my son-in-law. If your son-in-law succeeds twice, he won't be hurt. ”

In Xiao Qiqi's heart, his son-in-law is the highest and best person in the world. No one can say that his son-in-law is not.

"Haha!" The young man in white laughed, "Little girl, if you are so strong, you won't be able to marry in the future." ”

"I don't want to get married, I want to follow my son for the rest of my life." Xiao Qiqi hid behind Long Wusheng and made a grimace at the young man in white.

The early summer rains come and go as fast as they come.

"I'll go out and find some game, and we'll have dinner in the evening." After Long Wusheng saw that the rain stopped, he got up and walked out of the dilapidated building.

"Hmm." Xiao Qiqi responded obediently and concentrated on cleaning up the broken building.

Suddenly, two hurried footsteps came from outside the broken building. The two people in the building immediately looked towards the door. Immediately afterward, a beautiful girl dressed in ghost-style clothes trotted in, and behind her, a man in his thirties followed her unhurriedly.

When the beautiful girl came in, she was stunned when she saw the three people in the broken building, and then quickly bowed politely to the two: "The two of you are polite!" I'm Ning Chumeng from the Northern Plains Ghost Clan. If you want to take shelter from the rain, will it disturb the two of you? ”

This beautiful girl is Ning Chumeng, a ghost student who asked about history in the library of the Imperial Military Academy that day.

"It doesn't matter." The white-clothed young man, who had always talked a lot, only briefly expressed himself at this moment, and instead looked at the man behind Ning Chumeng with a vigilant face.

I saw that the man behind Ning Chumeng had thick eyebrows and big eyes, three-dimensional facial features, wearing a unique samurai costume of the Ghost Fang, and a Taidao of the Ghost Fang Country was inserted in his waist. Although he was only at that station, the entire aura was integrated with the surrounding environment, and it was obvious that this person's cultivation had reached the profound realm of the unity of heaven and man.

This is a man with extremely strong strength, and he is an extremely powerful Onifang samurai, and he is also a Onifang samurai who is standing on the territory of the Great Wilderness.

Seeing the samurai uniform of a similar style, Xiao Qiqi instantly remembered the murderous behavior of the village-destroying demon Tianfeng Hao from the depths of his memory, and suddenly trembled with fright, and hid next to the white-clothed young man.

The young man in white had a chill in his eyes, and his hands unconsciously stretched out to his waist, which was the prelude to the shot.

Seeing this, the middle-aged ghost warrior hurriedly raised his hands to show that he had no malicious intent. Then, Lian Lian waved his hand at the two people in the building and explained: "I know that in history, the Ghost Fang Country has done a lot of unfriendly things to the Great Wilderness, and even now, there are still many careerists in the Ghost Fang Country who have terrible thoughts about this land, but I want to say that there are also many peace-loving people in the Ghost Fang Country. ”

The Onifang warrior looked down at the ground, and then said to the two of them, "War and turmoil should not be the final destination of this beautiful land. ”

Ning Chumeng suddenly saw the sudden change in the atmosphere, and hurriedly apologized and bowed: "Two desolate friends, this is my brother Ning Chucheng, I came back to the Eastern Desolate Continent to take me back to the Beilu Ghost Side, if you offend your place, please forgive me." ”

Seeing that the look of vigilance in the eyes of the two people in the building was still there, the middle-aged ghost warrior pulled out half of the sword on his waist and said, "It's called the Reverse Blade Knife, it's a sword of kindness, it's a sword that can't kill people." ”

Xiao Qiqi and the white-clothed young man looked at the exposed half of the knife, and were shocked to see that the part of the knife that was most likely to cause harm to the human body was actually the thick back of the knife, but the original back of the knife was actually open, so they believed his words.

The dilapidated building is actually not big, and in some places the roof even leaks. Ning Chumeng's brother and sister walked to another corner of the building, unloaded their salutes, and placed them in a dry place on the ground.

Just after the rain and the evening wind, Ning Chumeng's face became pale, and he even shivered a little. The middle-aged warrior looked at the fire in the building and the dry wood in the corner, and finally he walked over and bowed to the white-clothed young man and Xiao Qiqi.

"Two friends, can you sell me some dry firewood, my little sister's clothes are moist, and I want to roast the fire to drive away the cold."

"This dry firewood is not a valuable commodity, and it will not be used up this night, so you can take it as you like."

"Thank you so much." The middle-aged samurai bowed again.

"You're welcome." The young man in white also bowed his hand in return. Xiao Qiqi on the side also learned to bow like a middle-aged samurai.

The middle-aged warrior took a handful of dry firewood over, and then lit a fire himself, while Ning Chumeng helped add firewood on the side. In a few moments, the fire crackled and burned. The brother and sister whispered while baking their clothes, and a few chuckles rang out from time to time.

There was very little space in the building, and although the brother and sister were talking in a whisper, the voice still came.

They could be heard talking about some interesting little things about the Imperial Military Academy, and when it came to the history of the Desert Clan, the siblings seemed to have some arguments.

Suddenly, the middle-aged samurai's originally smiling face was instantly covered with frost. Just when Ning Chumeng was puzzled, a slight footstep came into the building.

Immediately, a playful laughter sounded outside the broken building: "Little mouse, you can still run, keep running, this time I finally caught you." ”

Immediately afterwards, a middle-aged warrior with two swords in his waist and wearing the same ghost clan style clothes walked into the building, his face was full of gloom, staring at the white-clothed young man in the building with a smile, the most striking thing was his unique mustache, only a pinch of his nose, and the rest of the part was completely shaved clean.

At the same time, the young man in white also looked at him with a calm face, without showing weakness. The conflict between the two sides is on the verge of breaking out.

"Leave Lord Night Feather, you leave! This is not the place you should be, because people like you will only bring disaster and death. Ning Chucheng stood up and said with an expressionless face.

"Oh, it turns out that the great Ning Chucheng is also here, does the great Ning Chucheng want to be righteous and brave?" Liye Yu shouted with an exaggerated expression.

"No one will die here today, you leave now, I'm going to act as if nothing happened." Ning Chucheng grasped the sword at his waist.

"Not necessarily!" Li Yeyu responded playfully, and the next moment, he took out a black token from his arms, raised it directly in front of Ning Chucheng, and said, "This is the general's order, do you want to disobey it too?" ”

"Disobeying the general's order, even if you don't care about Ning Chu City, but can your Ning Chu family afford it?"

Ning Chucheng was silent for a moment, glanced at Ning Chumeng, and finally sighed lightly, put down the knife in his hand, and sat back.

At this time, the air began to have a heavy pressure, and the dry wood on the ground flew without wind, and it was entangled in the original energy around the night feather, and occasionally burst out with a trace of electric light.

At the same time, the young man in white had already stood up, holding a weapon similar to a butcher's pig-killing knife in his right hand, and the knife intent was condensed, ready to kill the enemy with one blow.

Both sides are about to go to extremes.

"Poof." The white young man suddenly spat bright red, half-knelt on the ground, and his breath began to wilt.

With such a good opportunity, how could the battle-hardened night miss it. In the next moment, the sword had slashed towards the white-clothed youth like Mount Tai's overwhelming momentum, and the white-clothed youth barely blocked it with his knife, and the corners of his mouth overflowed with blood red. Immediately afterwards, the young man in white flew upside down like a kite with a broken string, directly knocking out a big hole in the wall of the broken building, and fell to the ground, life and death are unknown.

"You, who have already been seriously injured, are only hastening your own death by forcibly destroying the original energy to fight for my life. No one can save you today, even if the martial god that has been passed down from generation to generation in the mouth of your desolate clan comes, I said. Li Yeyu walked slowly towards the white-clothed young man with a calm face.