The wisps of wind call for clouds and mist, the rain dyes the green leaves and green tiles, and the distant mountains are hidden in the white vast, and only at dusk do several bright rays fall obliquely into the clouds, releasing light and heat to the fullest, and burning the whole Xishan into crimson color.

The human emperor sacrifice is approaching tomorrow, the seven monarchies, the sixteen single Yu, the Jianghu Gate Gang, the hundred schools of Zhuzi, the monks of Lingshan, the Taoist priests of Wudang, the sword cultivators of Kunlun, large and small, famous, nameless, gangsters, loners, all who should come, and those who should not come......

At this time, Yangcheng was finally no longer busy, and everyone was idle.

Sunset, bright moonlight, the streets that have been depressed all day are no longer quiet, shouting and selling one after another, nine-colored lanterns are connected to the streets, and the thick fireworks make the people in the palace yearn for.

Luoyang sat outside the palace gate, the remnant sword was renewed, the palm of his hand was still gently rubbing the sword body, and the jade talisman given by Cao Qingfan was embedded in the necklace on his chest, swallowing the moonlight, shining with a glow that ordinary people could not see.

The palace revealed a magnificent light to drive away the moonlight, a girl in plain clothes was still reading, from time to time tiredness struck to look up at the sword cultivator who had been rubbing the long sword, the person sat in front of the hall, blocking a night scene, but it did not lead people to suppress evil.

"If you can't leave tomorrow, I'd better die in his layout, there are not many people they are afraid of, there is no need to die in Yangcheng. ”

Listening to Liu Yan's transmission, Luoyang shook his head, and laboriously pulled out a wisp of spiritual power to urge the sound transmission technique, and said: "That's Senior Brother's Bureau, it has nothing to do with me, if you die, it means that I'm also dead." ”

Hearing this, Liu Yan put down the scroll she couldn't put down, her eyebrows tightened together, her eyes clenched her fists angrily, her tone was annoyed, and she snorted coldly: "Stupid!"

"It's not about wisdom, keep reading your book, I can see that you like it very much, but if you can't finish it tonight, maybe you won't have a chance to read it again......"

Luoyang replied again, his face was a little ugly, just using two wisps of spiritual power, all kinds of forbidden laws in the meridians and acupoints sharpened the knife, and the feeling of fire and needle piercing spread all over the body that could be perceived, and the palm that caressed the sword body fell on the hilt of the sword, and the long sword trembled lightly for a long time and did not appear.

When the night breeze calmed down again, Luoyang let out a long breath that he didn't dare to exhale, looked up at the stars in the sky, and stroked the long sword again with his palm.

The recent Yangcheng is very calm, and no one peeps into and out of the palace, which shows that the drama of that day deceived the Heavenly Master, this is a good thing or not a good thing, at least tomorrow will come must be a group of strong people in the Five Qi Realm, no one can help him, his life and death, Liu Yan's life and death are all pinned on this sword!

Liu Hina looked down at the book, the dim light depicted the beauty between the lines, which was intoxicating, and two people who almost never had a tomorrow waited for tomorrow in the dead of night.

As soon as the rooster sang the world white, the dazzling morning sun slowly rose, Liu Xiao put down the book in his hand with satisfaction, got up, followed the glow of entering the hall to Luoyang, and repeated the transmission of last night.

"If you can't leave, I'd better die in his layout, there are not many people they are afraid of, there is no need to die in Yang City. ”

Luoyang didn't say anything, just got up in silence, and walked out with calm steps, from the kings and grandsons to the nobles, down to the husbands and pawns, no matter what they did wrong, they would have a good meal of severed heads.

"Help me bring me a bowl of longevity noodles!"

Liu Yan hesitated for a long time and shouted this sentence to Luoyang that should not be said, not surprisingly, the maintenance footsteps of walking down the stone steps paused, and the heaviness of his heart was clearly visible when he took another step.

No wonder it has to be today, it turns out that today is her birthday......

The palace is deep, and it is not easy to see the market, an old man in his old age approached with a black wooden cane, and stopped in an instant when he staggered with Luoyang's figure, turned to look at Luoyang who kept walking, and said softly: "It is not appropriate to sacrifice ...... today."

Luoyang paused, tilted his head slightly, and asked softly: "The old man must have seen it wrong, all the sons and hundreds of families have their own auspicious and evil calendars, I said that today is very suitable for sacrifice!"

"Then go faster, your sword is very sharp, if you can go further, you can break the chains of the dragon trap!"

The old man nodded, all the calendars of the hundred schools of thought today are not suitable for sacrifice, even so, the cloudy sky is windy, and the rain that should come will always return, I don't care if it is today or tomorrow.

"Thank you, if this sword is not broken, there will be a retribution!"

"Zi Zhenghao is also here......"

The old man said again, and continued to walk towards the palace, Luoyang stood in place for a long time, staring at the palace gate not far away, and indeed hesitated.

As long as Zi Zhenghao is out of this door, he may not survive, but he still has to go out, how can he not have longevity on his birthday?

"Am I doing the right thing?"

Walking to the gate of the Forbidden Palace, Luoyang stopped again, put his palm down and muttered to himself, this step is nine deaths, if he dies, Nan Nuo will also die!

Perceiving Luoyang's thoughts, Nan Nuo chuckled and raised his palm, looked at the energetic Haori, and replied silently: "I support you and believe in you even more......"

Hearing this, Luoyang's last hesitation in his heart was relieved, and he strode out of the palace gate, and more than a dozen black-clothed people shot at the same time, and the old man in purple rushed straight to Luoyang under the suppression of Fu Jin's crossbow, holding a short-handled sharp axe and taking Luoyang's right shoulder.

This arm is the one who holds the sword, and it is this arm that should be broken!

The forbidden palace tower, the close-up street, the top of the eaves in the distance is instantly full of spectators, the sword is drawn when the wind and clouds gather, the front falls into the sky and weeps sadly, and the sword of the 36 counties of the underworld who can't raise his head is a sword who doesn't want to see it with his own eyes?

The sword hidden in the sheath box in a piece of expectation suddenly came out of the sheath, the floating light glimpsed, the sonorous hum brought the slaughter of late autumn and September, the domineering artistic conception of the sword was extended, the nine-colored glow composed of the talisman was cut, the weak crossbow arrows were scattered on the ground, and the dust stirred up by the strength covered the sight, which made the acute people extremely annoyed. 020

Before long, the dust settled, Luoyang and Zi Zhenghao's bodies were exchanged, and they stood with their backs to each other in silence, and the rather delicate short-handled purple gold axe was cut into two pieces, half on the ground and half in Zi Zhenghao's hands.

Luoyang's sword was also broken, standing with his head bowed, he couldn't see his demeanor clearly, this dead silence lasted for a long time, Luoyang casually threw away the broken sword in his hand, beckoned to the palace guards on the city tower, took the long sword that was dropped, and walked slowly into the street noodle restaurant.

The wind rose, Zi Zhenghao fell in a pool of blood, a group of black-clothed people crowded across the corner, and the housekeeper-like person commanded people to help Zi Zhenghao tidy up his appearance, looked around at the high-rollers who were about to disperse, coughed lightly to attract attention, took out a jade talisman, and opened his mouth to count the wealth left by Zi Zhenghao.

"300 acres of intermediate spiritual fields, 50 spiritual mines......"

After talking for a long time, the housekeeper's voice finally fell, and he looked at Luoyang who walked out of the noodle restaurant, with hope and madness in his eyes, and his tone was extremely sharp, "No matter the race, no matter how noble or low, no matter who you are, no matter what means you use, as long as you can kill him, these resources that are enough to cultivate the three Da Luo are all yours!"

The sound fell, and the calm long street became tense, but no one made a move, now is not the time, but soon there will be the time!

In the eyes of everyone, Luoyang walked through the long street, and when he returned to the hall, Liu Xiao had already begun to wear cumbersome clothes under the service of a group of female chamberlains.

The two martial marquis waiting outside the hall looked at Luoyang, and then looked at the food box that emitted the fragrance of the face, and gestured to each other, and the one on the left hand side stepped forward, walked to Luoyang without smiling, and said: "I have seen the honorable driver, the villain is born as a military general, and I dare to say bluntly, please don't blame the driver." ”

"Although bluntly. ”

"His Royal Highness can't eat anything before the emperor's sacrifice, and must keep fasting, so can this side be given to His Highness?

Luoyang raised his eyebrows lightly and asked out loud, "When is this rule?"

"This has been the case since ancient times, and His Majesty should also know that the success of this sacrifice determines not only His Majesty's fate, so please don't embarrass us. ”

"Take it and eat it, don't forget what you promised, you owe her a bowl of noodles!"

Luoyang handed the food box to Wu Hou, Wu Hou took it with both hands, looked at the sword in Luoyang's hand, groaned slightly, and summoned out the spirit sword with a red handle and handed it to Luoyang.

"This sword is called Dragon Sparrow, heirloom, and is now borrowed and respected. ”

"Thank you. ”

Luo Yang nodded, reached out and held the Dragon Bird Spirit Sword, leaned outside the hall and waited quietly.

After a few years of fun, Liu Xiao stepped out of the hall, wearing a beaded curtain and a golden crown, wearing a dark Nine Dragons robe, a blue and warm jade belt, light makeup, pursed her cherry lips, and looked up at the clouds, 99,000 steps went straight to the top of the flying clouds, and Cao Qingfan was waiting there.

Liu Yan nodded to Luoyang, and the voice repeated last night's words, "If you can't leave, I'd better die in his layout, there are not many people they are afraid of, there is no need to die in Yangcheng." ”

Luoyang smiled silently, watching Liu Xiao ascend into the air step by step, Wuhou retreated, and the palace suddenly fell into silence, Luoyang looked up, secretly expecting her to retire.

"She won't survive whether she succeeds or not......"

The strange sword cultivator dressed in white broke through the air, put away the compass in his hand, and looked at Luoyang like a peerless sword.

"You're the one they sent to kill me?"

"Yes, my name is Liang Tai Gongyu, a sword cultivator who used to agree with you. ”

"Ever?"

"Yes, once, before you left the palace, I always agreed with your sword, but now it's not, you shouldn't go out, and that sword shouldn't be slashed at Zi Zhenghao, for a bowl of longevity noodles that you haven't eaten, it's not worth it!"

Liang Tai Gongyu chuckled and walked to Luoyang's side, standing side by side with him, looking at Liu Xiao who was ascending into the sky step by step.

Ninety-nine thousand steps are not a small number, it takes a long time to walk step by step, and after looking at Luoyang for a while, he retracted his gaze, looked at the Lingtai Gong who was still looking at the sky, and said, "Do you know what people live for?"

Liang Tai Gong was slightly stunned, thought about it and shook his head, the Liang Tai family is a family of cultivators, living alone in the immortal mountains outside the world and rarely entering the world, he really doesn't understand what these people who are struggling to swim in the rolling red dust think.

"Thoughts!"

Luoyang chuckled and explained the confusion of the words of the Lingtai Gong, raised his head and looked at Liu Yan again, and said: "In a sense, she is the thoughts of the people of Daxia and the thoughts of the people of the world, so she has to do this." ”

"And that bowl of longevity noodles that was not eaten is her thoughts, so you have that sword, even if you know that you will die if you have that sword!"

Liang Tai Gongyu raised his eyebrows slightly, saw Luoyang nodding and suddenly laughed, turned around and walked outside the palace, and said as he walked: "I agree with your sword, I am waiting for you there, don't let me down!"

"Of course!"

Luo Yang chuckled and nodded, holding the double swords and walking into the team of Wuhou Dengkong, the already firm thing in his heart became even more determined.