When I returned to Wanxia Mountain, it was already evening, and the heads of the hundred families had already left.

In the pavilion on Biyun Peak, Yeqing sat alone in it, pouring himself tea, obviously waiting for Yebei.

Regarding the matter of the Northern King Knife, he did not mention half a word.

In his opinion, the knife used by Yebei is afraid that it is far inferior to the Canglong knife of the Ye family.

For now, he was worried about only one thing.

That is, the war is coming, and Yebei is going to go or staying.

He sat here alone, pondering this question for a long time.

Before, he really wanted Yebei to stay, to fight against the guardians of the outside world with his absolute strength, and lead everyone to rush out.

Think about it.

If Yebei is defeated, what will happen is self-evident.

Then the entire night family will completely fall.

If Yebei leaves at this moment, the Yejia family and the bloodline will survive in the world.

With the power of the night north, it will not be a problem for the night family to continue for thousands of years in the future.

Is it to go or to stay?

Outside the pavilion, the sky is full of clouds, like a fairyland on earth, and the night is unintentional to watch, and the frowns are not shown.

Yebei poured himself a cup of tea and took a sip.

For a moment, the two sat opposite each other, and neither of them spoke.

"Night North ......"

For a full ten minutes, Yeqing was the first to speak, breaking the silence.

Stretching out one hand to his waist, he slowly untied the Canglong knife and gently placed it on the stone table.

"This knife...... You take it back. ”

After thinking about it again, Yeqing still didn't want Yebei to take this risk.

With the strength of hundreds of schools, no one can guarantee whether this battle can be won.

Once defeated, even if it is a tie, and they will be trapped for another thousand years as before, there will still be a few people who can survive until the next opening.

Yebei is not like herself, her children and wife are here, and her family is still waiting for him to go back.

Looking at the Canglong Knife on the stone table, Yebei slowly put down the teacup in his hand.

Although Yeqing didn't say it explicitly, how could Yebei not hear the implication.

"It seems that the so-called Holy Lord is very strong."

Yebei spoke softly, and there was no look on his face.

This sentence made Yeqing fall silent.

Pick up the teacup on the table and subconsciously take a few sips.

The tea in the cup is already cold.

"A thousand years ago, perhaps, it had reached the peak of half a step, or rather, the peak."

As soon as the words fell, the hand holding the teacup couldn't help but tremble slightly.

The battle lasted three days and three nights.

The degree of tragedy, until now, has been vivid in his mind.

At that time, he was just a young man with strong blood, and now he is dying.

Many of the heads of the families here had not even witnessed the battle.

It's just because the main force of that battle is the ancestors of each family.

I am fortunate to be alive and able to continue my children.

In other words, most of the people here have never left this place since they were born.

This is the case with Yeqing's three children.

How sad it is to never see the bustling world of the outside world.

"If it is the pinnacle, with your current strength, it is invincible at all."

Yebei spoke lightly and directly said the gap between the two sides.

The power of the pinnacle is not something that the people of the Holy Realm can fight.

When Yeqing heard this, his solemn face suddenly sank.

"Surrender or die."

"If you choose one of the two, the people of the Ye family would rather die than surrender!"

When the cold words fell, a force couldn't stop bursting out, and the teacup in the palm of his hand shattered.

With the crisp cracking sound, the gazebo fell silent again.

The sun sets.

The shadows of the two people in the pavilion are stretched into a long line, and under such a beautiful view, it is difficult to hide a touch of desolation.

"Elder Qing, between you and me, there is no need to hide anything."

There are no waves in the north of the night, deep eyes staring at the teacup in his hand, and a wisp of true qi in his palm heats the tea, ripples and circles, and a trace of white gas comes out.

When Yeqing heard this, he couldn't help but be stunned.

"Yebei, I want you to leave with Qian'er, she is still young, she shouldn't ......"

"That's not what I'm talking about."

Yebei took a sip of tea and interrupted directly.

"What's that?"

Yeqing was puzzled.

At the moment, there is nothing else to do except this matter, so how can I hide it.

"Guwu Swamp, there are indeed a lot of natural treasures, as a martial artist, all yearn for this place."

After the words fell, Yebei put down the teacup and slowly got up, looking at the boundless sea of clouds beyond the top of the mountain.

Immediately after, a word floated in.

"But it's not enough to attract a person at the top."

Even if there is a spirit grass here that has long been extinct in the outside world, after a thousand years, it has almost been squandered.

The Holy Lord of the Guardians, as a pinnacle of the realm, why did he have to come here?

Obviously, there must be something that is coveted by people at the top of the world.

Yeqing didn't say this from beginning to end, and deliberately concealed it.

Although Yebei did not ask directly, with the city of Yeqing, he could understand the meaning beyond the words.

At this moment, bow your head and remain silent.

Yebei, without urging, turned his back to his body and waited quietly.

"Nadis, it's for the Canglong Knife."

For a long time, Yeqing's face was solemn and he slowly spoke.

As soon as the words fell, it seemed that he had aged a lot in an instant.

At this point, he clearly knew that in the face of Yebei, there was no way to hide it.

The mind of this junior of the night family, like cultivation, is too terrifying.

Who is Dice, Yebei has heard of it before, it is the Holy Lord of the Guardian.

The saint-level Canglong Knife may be called an artifact in the outside world, but it is not enough for Nadis to covet it so much.

Yebei turned around slowly, but did not speak, waiting for the next words.

"The Canglong Knife is left by the ancestors of the Ye family, and it is named after a place."

Yeqing's cloudy eyes stared at the blade on the stone table, and whispered.

This matter is only known to the people of Yeqing's vein, not even the side lines on Chikong Mountain.

"Martial arts originated in the Dragon Kingdom, Yebei, do you know, where does the ancient martial arts originate?"

As the words fell, Yeqing's gaze slowly moved to Yebei's face.

Hearing this, Yebei shook his head slightly.

He really doesn't know.

Such an ancient topic, there is no record of it even in ancient books, let alone Yebei, today's warriors, I'm afraid no one knows.

Yeqing didn't have any surprises, but between his eyebrows, there was a thick hesitation and entanglement.

He was hesitant to tell Yebei.

However, just as they wanted to speak, a sudden floating word surprised both of them.

"If I were you, I wouldn't say it."

"Who is it?"

Yeqing suddenly got up, snorted coldly, and picked up the Canglong Knife.

Someone eavesdropped, and he didn't even notice it.

The cold gaze suddenly followed the prestige.

After glancing around, I found that on a phoenix tree in the distance, a beautiful figure was sitting above the treetops, and her dress was like a leaf, gently swaying with the wind.

If it weren't for the voice just now, it would be extremely difficult to find.

Yebei looked at the shadow, frowning slightly, just because it was not someone else, it was the little flower fairy.

Concealing the body is useless for a warrior at all, unless the strength is much higher than that of the other party.

However, the strength of the little flower fairy has not even reached the realm of sainthood, not only did she avoid Yeqing's thoughts, but she didn't even find out about herself just now.

What is the origin of this girl who suddenly appeared next to Lonely Defeated Sky?