The cold wind is desolate.

Night is coming, and in the setting sun, a figure rubs its body and jumps, and soon it reaches the top of the mountain. I found a place with a wider view on the top of the mountain and looked along the way.

Under the sunset, you can vaguely see a fierce battle of figures, rendering an awe-inspiring light. Those powerful breaths, like hammers, smashed the air to the tom.

Obviously, a chaotic battle involving no less than thirty or forty strong men has become an unstoppable struggle so far.

And today's war, for everyone outside the Path of Light, is a sudden and unprepared battle.

Yan Xingkong stared at it for a long time, and there was no joy or anger in his eyes, only when he jumped down from the mountain peak, he heard him scold in a low voice: "Damn." I don't know what Lu Dao scolded or who he scolded.

He slid down the mountain with a flutter, turned his head and asked, "How?"

"It's still fighting, it's hard to say. "Yan Xingkong is very troubled, once it is a fight, it will be time-consuming, this is a well-known thing. But before the fight was over, how dare you send people back: "Then how do you send them back?"

There are a large number of people here, both old and young, men and women, mainly who have fled temporarily from Yingcheng, both local and foreign. At a cursory glance, there are no less than hundreds of people.

With the guidance and help of Yan Xingkong and Tan Ju, hundreds of people were finally brought to this safer place.

In late autumn, it will be extremely cold from the evening. Fortunately, Yingcheng is one of the cities in Xiaobuzhou Mountain, and martial arts have always prevailed, and most of the locals have roughly cultivated, and more or less there are people who have cultivated in the realm, and it is not a big problem to be cold.

Tan Ju was distressed: "At this time, where can you send these people?"

Yan Xingkong and the conversation broke the scalp together, and there were outsiders. That is, those who came for the martial arts conference, as well as some locals, felt that they might as well go to another city for a while.

Yan Xingkong and the peace talks are as good as a stream, picking out the higher part of the crowd and helping those who cannot climb the mountains and mountains by their own strength along the way.

The speed of a group of people is not fast. Yan Xingkong was busy talking about peace for a while. It's just that when we talk about it together, it's full of helplessness and bitterness. This time it's really a disaster, what's the matter, it's good to be able to help so much.

Came to a fork in the road. They were the roads to the two cities, and they chose one and went straight away.

About a cup of tea, Tan Weiran, who disappeared from Yingcheng, appeared unhurriedly.

Tan Weiran silently thought about his thoughts, while moving forward on the road unhurriedly, passing by the fork. Suddenly, he paused, turned his head and squatted down to look at the messy footprints.

There are a lot of new footprints that are chaotic, Tan Weiran has seen them all the way, and now he recalls calmly: "That's Licheng over there, and these people are going to Licheng, it's bad." ”

If the impression of talking about Weiran is correct, the one who was destroyed by the battle of Xiaobuzhou Mountain was Licheng. On the contrary, it is Yingcheng, which is dangerous at first glance. Actually, no problem.

After a little hesitation, Tan Weiran remembered Gu Daxia and nodded silently: "If you can, you can help." ”

If you can, you can help, and it's better to help one than not at all.

Stomping his feet and leaping quickly on the mountain peak, he noticed the whereabouts of Yan Xingkong and hundreds of others after a while. Tan Weiran nodded in satisfaction. Jump down from the mountain peak and travel through the mountains and forests.

After a while, Tan Ju carried a few children and flew up a difficult mountain and put them in a safe place. Suddenly, the color changed: "Be careful, someone is approaching." ”

Yan Xingkong flew up with the sound of the wind. With a solemn expression, he saw a cyan figure stand out from the darkness and fall on the mountain ridge with a smile: "Don't go to Licheng." ”

Yan Xingkong and Tanju saw that it was a pale young man, and they each breathed a sigh of relief, and when they heard the words, they asked nervously, "Why?"

Tan Weiran glanced around, saw the men, women and children up and down the mountain, and thought of an excuse: "I saw several strong people who broke the void and went over there, I thought that it would not be long to fight, so it was better to find a place here to spend the night." ”

Tan Ju and Yan Xingkong thought about it, and nodded gratefully: "In Xia Yan Xingkong!"

"I'm talking about it, I don't know if you're brother?"

Tan Weiran waved his hand, jumped lightly and changed direction, turning his head to stare at these two people: "I know that you are very good." ”

Fade briskly into the darkness, and soon disappear, the remaining words lingering in the coming night: "It is a good thing that you are very enthusiastic. But for many people and things, it is not enough to rely on you alone, find more like-minded people. Then, we can do more, we can protect more people. ”

The voice seemed to drill into the bottom of Yan Xingkong's heart and talk, and drilled into his mind, and this sentence kept echoing in his heart.

Yan Xingkong was stunned for a long time, as if a door had been opened by this sentence, and there was a faint indescribable excitement. Maybe it's really like this guy said, there needs to be more like-minded people.

Maybe it won't happen today, just because there are too few like-minded people, they are too young, and they have too little experience.

However, as long as you have this idea and this goal in your heart, you will surely achieve it one day.

Tan Weiran landed halfway up the mountain, glanced back, and smiled. In his previous life, he had never seen Yan Xingkong, he had only heard the legend of this person, just like Gu Daxia, the difference is that he is stronger than Gu Daxia, does better, and saves more people.

It's a pity that Yan Xingkong died at the hands of Zhao Xingkong in his previous life, which is said to be because of the relationship between the same name, which made Zhao Xingkong unhappy. As for whether it is really because of this nonsense reason, it is unknown.

I hope that Yan Xingkong can gather more like-minded friends in this life, and probably will not fall like in his previous life.

Tan Weiran was calm, he couldn't be a person like the ancient hero Yan Xingkong, the sect of Xingtian Sect was not a chivalrous and righteous man, and he didn't teach him to be a savior. He can't be this kind of person, but he admires this kind of person from the bottom of his heart.

At least...... Whenever something bad happens, one more person who reaches out to help, then there is more hope.

Tan Weiran restrained his smile, leaned down and rushed down the mountain, jumping up and down the mountain. After a while, it disappeared without a trace.

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The East Fence Courtyard is on the outskirts of the city, and it is an ordinary and simple thatched hut yard. This is a well-known place in the local area.

Many of the boys from the family sent them here, and even after the occasional persuasion of Mr. Dongli, some girls were sent here. With Mr. Higashi's teaching, he will definitely become a talent, and anyway, it is better than his own teaching.

Who has ever seen a better gentleman than Mr. Tori? Anyway, the locals have never seen it.

Mr. Higashi has lived here for almost a few years. For the majority of the people of this city. is a down-to-earth old man, and he has taught five or six jinshi, all of whom have entered the court as big officials.

Higashi-in is full of a rural atmosphere, unlike those places that come from paintings. It's a very fresh smell.

Lu Fangtian came out of the house respectfully, turned around and said to Lu Dongli who was sending off the guest: "Mr. Dongli, no matter what, please think about it carefully, our Lu family will definitely not treat Mr. Thin." ”

After speaking. Lu Fangtian saluted seriously, then turned around before leaving.

When Lu Fangtian walked far from the mountain, Lu Dongli stood in the yard feeding the chickens, and a voice sounded: "If I don't come, will you choose the Lu family." ”

Lu Dongli was not surprised in the slightest, only raised his eyebrows lightly and said, "If you don't come, I won't choose the Lu family, but I will consider Lu Fangtian." ”

The corners of Tan Weiran's mouth curled with a smile of unknown meaning, and Shi Shiran appeared around. Stared at Lu Fangtian, who had long since disappeared, and sighed for a while.

Lu Fangtian and Lu Dongli are really fateful, I guess they haven't seen each other a few times, so they just look at each other. If you don't start in advance, I'm afraid that Lu Dongli in this life will have to work for Lu Fangtian again.

Then again. Lu Fangtian, the King of the Clear Sky, has indeed done a great job. Even if the previous life ended in defeat, it can only be said that it was a matter of the general environment and hard power, and it was not a crime of war.

Lu Dongli carefully sprinkled millet, attracting a group of chickens to peck: "Lu Fangtian is good." The Lu family can't. ”

"There are many sectarian families, and there are many problems. It's already hard to return. The Lu family is one of them, it won't be the last one, if, as you said, the Huangquan Dao and the Sansheng Dao invade and bring turmoil, these decaying sect families will ......."

Lu Dongli didn't say anything more, just grabbed a handful of unhulled rice, opened his palm and hugged it, most of it was wrapped and crushed into powder, and a small part leaked down and fell into the ground.

Tan Weiran suppressed the slightly flirtatious smile on his lips and nodded cautiously. Just because he knew that Lu Dongli's judgment couldn't be more accurate.

"Since the last time we met, I've been waiting for a second meeting. Lu Dongli nodded and changed the topic: "What do you bring now, what can convince me." ”

Lu Dongli was really curious about what kind of surprise the young man in front of him could bring him.

The last time I saw him, Lu Dongli admitted that it was a little tempting to work for the Marquis of Tobu. However, he is not a bandit waiting for Zhao'an, nor is he fighting for the family, he doesn't want that.

The master in everyone's mind is definitely different.

The last time they met, Lu Dongli knew that the young man in front of him had not given up and would come to visit again. He was sure that the next time this calm young man came to visit, he would bring something convincing.

Maybe it really could convince him, maybe maybe the young man thought he could.

Lu Dongli wanted to see it, and frankly speaking, in his opinion, the distant and unknown Dongwu Hou was far less interesting than the young man in front of him.

Tan Weiran looked at ease: "Sir, last time I talked about it, the fact that the Marquis of Dongwu has no heirs is a major weakness. ”

"The surname of the younger generation is Tan, and my father is the Marquis of Tobu. ”

Lu Dongli didn't have too many surprises, poured tea and said: "If it's only like this, it's not enough." The fact that the Marquis of Tobu had and did not have children was on the one hand, and continuity on the other. ”

He looked at Tan Weiran intently, as if he wanted to find flowers on Tan Weiran's face, held the teacup in the palm of his hand, and said in a deep voice: "The son of Dongwu Hou either has martial arts talent or is very intelligent, so this has continuity. ”

Tan Weiran smiled in his eyes: "Sir, the junior surname is Tan, and the name is not ran." ”

"Xu Weiran is a temporary pseudonym for the younger generation. ”

Lu Dongli choked out an uncontrollable sip of tea, and was extremely stunned. (To be continued)

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