In the White Tiger City, Zhuang Ziheng, Wen Dao and Han Wangsun looked at the famous sword king in front of them, Su Yuyan.

"I think the two young men should sit down with me. Su Yuyan looked at Wen Dao and Zhuang Ziheng.

"Hahaha! Su Yuyan turned around and walked into a small attic.

Zhuang Ziheng, Wen Dao and Han Wangsun also followed Su Yuyan and stepped into Su Yuyan's small attic.

"Everyone, please take a seat!" Su Yuyan sat down.

"Senior Su, can you explain what's going on?" Wen Dao sat down and dragged his chin and asked.

"That's right, what did you mean by what you said just now? Senior Su. Zhuangzi sat down and kept smiling at Su Yuyan.

Han Wangsun sat down and did not make a sound.

"It's time to tell you something. Su Yuyan put one hand on his knee and stroked his beard with the other.

"But you have to promise me one thing, and it will be counted as a wish of my old man. Su Yuyan turned her eyes to Wen Dao.

"Senior Su, you said that we will definitely agree to do what we can do. Wen Dao looked at Su Yuyan, and his expression did not change at all.

"You want to go to Suzaku City, and take my apprentice with you. ”

"After I finished telling you today, I will leave White Tiger City today. Su Yuyan said solemnly.

"Why, Master!" Han Wangsun jumped up from his chair.

"Good!" Wen Dao said lightly.

"Yes, that's great!" Zhuangziheng next to him shouted.

"Alas!" a sigh came from the Qingjian Pavilion.

Zhuang Cheng sat on the chair and held his forehead thoughtfully.

Suddenly, a Tai-level array appeared in the air, and out of it came a long-bearded old man in a black and white mixed robe, with a kind face, and appeared in front of the gate of the Qingjian Pavilion.

I saw that the old man in the black and white robe was like an immortal, and he flew into the Qingjian Pavilion with a slight touch on his toes.

"Looks like he guessed it. At this moment the old man in black and white came to a hut made of a sword.

The sound came from the outside to the inside.

Zhuang Cheng flickered his senses, his eyes suddenly looked at the door, and an old man in a black and white robe stepped in slowly.

"Why are you here?" asked Zhuang Cheng.

"Seventeen years ago, it was really an immortal in the next world!hahaha!" The old man in black and white laughed loudly with his hands behind his back.

"Could it be that the national teacher had already calculated such a result many years ago?" Zhuang Cheng stood up.

"Hahaha! It's not me who counted, he counted!" The old man in black and white looked at Zhuang Cheng.

"He?" Zhuang Cheng looked puzzled.

"Is it him?" Zhuang Cheng's eyes showed a look of horror.

"That's right!

"Seventeen years ago, the person who came out of nowhere, wearing a purple ghost mask on his face, couldn't tell the difference between men and women, holding a long stick at his waist, wearing a sky blue suit, a strand of crystal blue hair, and his body revealed a very dangerous and cold aura, just like a man and beautiful like a woman......" The national teacher wanted to speak and stopped.

"It's like a ghost...... It's like a fairy ....... Zhuang Cheng suddenly trembled in his heart and said slowly.

"Back then, he had already stepped through Chang'an City with one person and one stick, and one stick went straight to the emperor's throat. ”

"Back then, I intercepted him outside the palace and didn't let him hurt the emperor at all, but when he met me, he didn't even have a long stick, he just gently flipped his palm, and a wave of true qi counterattacked, shaking and scattering the true qi I had condensed. ”

"That time, because of his casual wave of his hand, I recuperated for more than half a year before recovering. The national teacher sighed softly.

However, in the end, he changed his mind, and he did not kill the emperor. Zhuang Cheng added.

"That's true, although there is no killer, but just because of this matter, the emperor can't work hard for seven years, and Chang'an City will no longer bloom in seven years!"

"Senior Su, we promised you, you can also tell us what you have to tell us. Wen Dao clenched his chin in fists.

"Then I'll make a long story short. Su Yuyan touched his beard, "Seventeen years ago, a man wearing a purple ghost mask and holding a long stick...... Maybe it's not ...... people."

"No...... Not a person?" Zhuang Ziheng looked at Su Yuyan with a puzzled expression.

"Don't interrupt Senior Su's speech!" Wen Dao gave Zhuangzi a fierce look.

"Oooh oh. Zhuangzi lowered his head and touched the back of his head.

"He has already broken through Chang'an City and approached the palace with one person and one stick. ”

"That's to kill the emperor!" Zhuangziheng shouted.

"That's right, he was going to kill the emperor, but in the end he didn't. Wen Dao said coldly on the side.

"That's right, in the end, he didn't kill the emperor, but the consequences ......"

"What's the consequences?" Zhuang Ziheng hurriedly looked at Su Yuyan.

"The consequences are certainly not much better. Wen Dao said slowly.

"Hey, Brother Wen, how do you know so much?" Zhuangzi turned his head to Wen Dao.

"No, I just like to hear interesting stories about the rivers and lakes. Wen Dao tilted his head leisurely.

"The emperor is not dead, but he can't work hard in seven years, and the flowers in Chang'an City will no longer bloom in seven years!" Su Yuyan said slowly.

"Chang'an Jinxiu is not here today, and the purple clothes have won the autumn of the seventh year-" Su Yuyan let out a long sigh.

"Chang'an Jinxiu is not here today, the purple clothes have won the autumn of the seventh year!" At this time, Zhuang Cheng in the Qingjian Pavilion said fearfully.

"She once stepped into my Qingjian Pavilion with a stick, pointed to my head, and told me that if a child dressed in precious purple clothes came to worship me as a teacher, I would protect him. Zhuang Cheng sighed.

"Seventeen years later, right now!" the national teacher pondered.

"It's my apprentice Zhuang Ziheng. Zhuang Cheng said worriedly.

"I can only wait and see what happens. ”

"It's not early, and I should be back quickly. The national teacher turned around and stood on tiptoe, like an immortal, and flew out.

"He once came to White Tiger City, and he instantly smashed my Ling Xuan with a stick. ”

"After that, I went to the Bing King Pavilion, and Ling Xuan was able to reforge it. ”

"Master, he didn't do anything to you, did he?" Han Wangsun slapped the table excitedly.

"It didn't matter, he told me that in seventeen years' time, a young man dressed in a purple robe and a light green robe would come and take my disciples with them. That's you. Su Yuyan looked at his disciple Han Wangsun, "After explaining, I will leave White Tiger City." ”

"Apprentice, you will agree to be a teacher!" Su Yuyan looked at Han Wangsun with a smile.

"As long as Master says, I will agree!" Han Wangsun's eyes flashed with crystal tears.

"Then, Senior Su, I think I've finished speaking, and we should move forward too!" Wen Dao stood up.

"Then please, this young man, farewell!" Su Yuyan finished speaking, stood on tiptoe and flew up, and after a while, he had disappeared without a trace.

At this time, in the White Tiger City, three teenagers stood in the center of the ring, one was wearing a dark purple power suit, one was wearing a light green robe, and the other was wearing a cool black robe, as if everyone had blood in their eyes.

"This young man, my tea is not bad, right?" a plain white man sat on a chair, his teacup shaking incessantly.

Opposite the man in white sat a young man wearing a fiery red phoenix fur.

"Good tea, good tea!" Meng Fengxing said slowly.

"Why, if you want to fight Kombat, your third layer is not verbose, but on the contrary, you have kept me for so long. Meng Fengxing said impatiently.

"You young people are hot-blooded, fighting and killing every day. ”

"If you want to pass my third layer, you can!"

"However, we won't fight today!" the man in white smiled slightly.

"What? No fighting? So what?"

"Say it, what's more?" Meng Fengxing looked at the man in white arrogantly with a disdainful face.

"Good!"

"We're better than—"

"Gambling!"

The corner of the white-clothed man's mouth showed a wicked smile and picked up the dice next to him.