The black and white boy walked out of the old dragon king's study, and the white-clothed boy handed the pure white and immaculate sword in his hand to the black-clothed boy.

The boy in black smiled and shook his head, but instead he retracted a short sword from his sleeve and handed it to the boy in white, whose already big skin eyes widened. In the past, he joked with Ye Guangji, secretly hid this short sword, and made these two stunned people so anxious that they almost killed someone, why now?

"I am relieved that Ruge and the Black Mountain Wind Crane are placed in your place, and I smile, if the young owner of the village fails to survive this catastrophe this time, then you will leave Lincheng. Whether it's east or Asai, find a quiet place······"

Caught off guard, the boy in white hugged the boy in black. Although his face was like a child, he was already an old man who was dozens of years older, and his face couldn't help but blush when he was hugged by his companion, which was quite interesting.

"I've been with you for fifteen years, and if that doesn't show my heart, then I can die for you. ”

The black-clothed boy's face turned even redder, although the two of them were suffering from the same disease, but after all, he was more than thirty years older than her, and if he was faster, he would be a grandfather.

"Smile, I'll be back. ”

"Okay, when you come back, it's over, let's go to the east. ”

The boy in black nodded yes, and stroked the face of the boy in white with his rough and delicate little hands, which were not as delicate as a child. He showed a sunny, even innocent smile. Then, the boy in black took off the pitch-black sword behind his back, held it in his left hand, and strode out the door.

That style and grandeur is really "ten years of sharpening a sword, and the frost blade has never been tried." Show the king today, who has injustice. ”

The boy in white stayed where he was, standing dumbfounded, watching.

If it weren't for him, he would have drowned in the poison pool. If it weren't for him, he would have killed demons for the so-called righteous path and died in the wilderness.

Although he couldn't go anywhere in the world with that group of demonic companions in the past, now that he is with him, he can only obey his orders, lurking in the dark, and even the world has gradually lost his own rumors.

However, how can such gains and losses be said not to be earned?

The door behind him was pushed open, and the old dragon king strode out with his head held high, looking at the departing figure of his old friend from afar, but he showed an unpretentious approving gaze.

"Tianxiao, when you promise to become a Chan, you two will live your own life. ”

Yang Tianxiao never looked back, holding the Ruge Sword in his left hand, and dragging the Black Mountain Wind Crane in his right hand, he also strode away.

Her heart desires, not the powerful. In her heart, she used to be the personable swordsman, and now, she is the personable swordsman.

Looking up to the sky and leaving with a smile, the old dragon king's gaze changed instantly, and the murderous aura was strong, as if he was looking at it, it would be shattered.

Besides, the boy in black was silent in tears, so he left the palace and met a terrible figure at the corner of the alley.

Yan Hudeliang leaned against the red brick wall, holding a pair of wolf paws in his hands, and was holding a leather pot and drinking mare's milk wine in what seemed to be leisurely. The black-clothed boy stopped at the entrance of the alley, his eyes shooting a cold light, staring at the wolf king outside the plug.

"Senior, see you for a long time. ”

The black-clothed boy was silent, Yan Hude put away the leather pot, stretched his waist, and put on the pair of wolf claws, just like the black boxers in the underground boxing arena were ready to kill their opponents and win. The boy in black tilted his head slightly, like that, it was inexplicably cute, and it really made people believe that this boy in black was really a boy.

"Xiao Liang, what's the matter, Yan Yun is not used to commanding the envoys, and he has gone back to the city that never sleeps to be your wolf king?"

Yan Hude disagreed, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and he smiled evilly, listening to him: "Yan Yunqi's dossier can record all kinds of predecessors before entering the Jinling Palace, if Xiao Liang is still in charge of Yan Yunqi, then, can Yan Yunqi send a few thousand winds to ride over and arrest the seniors?"

The black-clothed boy smiled and asked rhetorically: "The people of Jinling Palace, can Yan Yunqi dare to move?"

"Seniors have forgotten, Yi Shuihan is not from Jinling Palace. That smile was even more evil, and the next moment, it was a smile gone.

I saw Yan Hude's urging under his feet, his body shot out like a sharp arrow, and the wolf claws hooked straight towards the pitch-black sword in the black-clothed boy's left hand. Tears are silent, after all, the veteran, knows the purpose of Yan Hude's move, but it is just to let his sword return to the sheath. The little body leans back, raises his leg and kicks hard. Yan Hude slapped the toe of the black-clothed boy with his left hand, one borrowed his strength, his body flew upwards for several feet, and the other rolled in the air and fell behind the black-clothed boy.

The moment he landed, an object was shot, but it was the leather pot on his waist.

The boy in black was about to take out his sword, but it was the strength of the wind behind him, so he had to dodge sideways.

The leather pot passed, only to hear the wind whistling again, the wolf's claws broke through the wind, and the claws hooked the black sword on the waist of the black-clothed boy. The boy in black dodged sideways, and every time he grasped the opportunity to prepare for the sword, this time the wolf king was even more opportunistic and could not be relaxed.

The two of them have been fighting for nearly half a pillar of incense, no matter how you look at it, Yan Hude has the upper hand, but there is one thing worth noting. Yan Hude's aura began to be chaotic, and it was obvious that such a battle with a high concentration of mental power was really tiring. On the other hand, the boy in black is just warming up, and his muscles and bones are soothing.

Yan Hude smiled, but said something inconsistency: "If you don't fight, you won't fight, the time is almost up, senior, do it yourself." ”

The boy in black was confused, lacking the pressure of the powerful sword approaching, and his body was as fast as a spirit monkey dodging. Looking at the original position again, there are two sword marks, crossing the ravine.

"Wow", the sword was finally unsheathed, and a horizontal sword was slashed, drawing a pitch-black sword light.

The ice blue sword in the hand of the person who came flipped and held it in his backhand

, the same horizontal slash, the sword light is even worse.

Holding the ice blue sword in his hand, the powerful sword pressed the suffocating person, who else but Zhong Xihou He was dressed in a wide beige robe, his long hair was not combed, and he was left to the wind. The ice blue sword in his hand is incompatible with this person's temperament.

"Lord Zhongcheng, this is Jinling City. ”

Zhongxi Hou smiled and asked, "Your Excellency is Ye Guangji? ”

The boy in black held the sword in both hands, and Gong Yuan raised it violently, and he went to the post house without delay. The boy in black was a little remorseful, he knew that he shouldn't have refused to smile, and he should have brought a song sword with the Black Mountain Wind Crane.

Looking at the pitch-black iron sword in his hand and adding a few gold threads like a snake, I think about it, I haven't named it yet. Unfortunately, now is not the time to think about such sentimental questions.

Zhong Xihou's body floated up, and he handed out a sword from top to bottom, which was a move to take the head of the enemy general in the army, and Feiyan returned to the nest late!

The tip of the sword was a point, and a stream of air wrapped Zhongxihou in a triangle, and it was like this.

The boy in black naturally understood that Zhongxi Hou was not general, and he no longer retained his strength, and he hid Yi Shuihan for many years, showing his strength for the first time.

Holding a sword in both hands, but suddenly closing his eyes. At the same time, the sword makes a knife move, slashing from right to left, and the sword is reversed in the hand for an instant, and then slashing from left to right. Two jet-black half-moon-shaped sword lights flew towards Zhongxihou like a pair of scissors, but it was not finished, and the pitch-black sword was raised high again, from top to bottom, as if it was cut in two, and a sword fell.

Above Zhongxihou, a seven-eight-zhang tall void black sword appeared and fell heavily, making Xisha arrogant tiger unable to retreat.

Boom, masonry shattered, low walls collapsed. The smoke cleared, but Zhong Xihou stood there like no one. Looking at the gravel again, it is like a knife cutting tofu, and the incision is extremely smooth.

Zhong Xihou's right hand sword was lowered, and he kept moving his left arm and fingers and wrists. Or just now he used his arm to resist the collapse of the low wall, and he was slightly injured.

"It is worthy of being the great commander of Yan Yunqi before Xiao Liang, and he is powerful. ”

The black-clothed boy's voice was still harsh and ugly, but he smiled, bitter in his smile, and listened to him: "The middle city lord is a person who understands, who is the real Yan Yunqi, is the middle city lord still unclear?"

"Oh, then you are the commander of Yan Yun Riding Wind Cavalry, Cloud Riding and Yan Cavalry, what kind of secret agent saucer, raiding homes and destroying doors, such a second-grade Great Yuan, how many people are eager to reach it?"

"It's a pity, even if Yan Yunqi is the commander, when he encounters any one of the heavenly horses, he doesn't have to bend his knees and claim to be his subordinates. ”

It's good to die, Yan Hudeliang actually let out a laugh without a face, it just so that in addition to the former commander of Yan Yun Cavalry, he also has the identity of Yan Yun Cavalry first-class Heavenly Cavalry, just in the ranks of any of the so-called Heavenly Riders of the black-clothed boy.

"Dare to ask, why did the Zhongcheng Lord block the way?"

Zhong Xihou suddenly put away the sword in his hand, his breath dissipated, and he threw the sword back very casually, and Yan Hude's body swept up and caught it steadily. The boy in black looked even more inexplicable, why did Zhong Xihou trust Yan Hudeliang so much, and the information obtained by the spies?

The black-clothed boy couldn't help frowning, but it was impossible to fake Zhongxihou's aura when it dissipated.

"Why don't you ask, why did Gu and Xiaoliang stop you today, but they didn't kill you. ”

Zhong Xihou made a special mention of the word "kill", his eyes were slightly repeated, and his slender eyes were even more treacherous.

"Master Hou, since we are talking about trading, it is better for us to show the goods first, look at the seniors, enter or not. ”

Zhong Xihou nodded slightly, signaling, yes.

"Senior, what if someone is willing to take action to quell the chaos of the Sword Sect in the world?"

Yan Hude didn't finish his words, but he heard the boy in black looking up to the sky and laughing wildly.

Listen to him: "If you heard about this ten days and a half months earlier, you can't cry silently, but today, it's too late, it's too late." ”

Zhong Xihou frowned slightly, but Yan Hude understood the meaning and asked: "Isn't it abandoning the car to protect the handsome, it is really a loss of human nature." ”

"Xiao Liang, the wolf king, can you be human?"

Yan Hude was silent, put away the pair of wolf claws, and leaned against the wall with the Listening to the Rain Sword in his arms.

The boy in black also put away the nameless jet-black sword, he took off the crying face armor from his waist, and slowly put it on. Although he was like a young and pleasing child, his voice was really harsh and ugly, and he said, "Lord Zhongcheng, why are you protecting the Mo family?"

When Zhong Xihou heard this, his mind was a little confused, and he really didn't know how to answer. If it is said that it is for his junior brother Yingruge, then what does Yingruge have to do with the Mo family? Isn't this just telling the boy in black, but also telling the Mo family, telling the King of Jinling that Yingru Ge is the lost young owner of the Mo family and the sibling of Mo Ming?

If Zhong Xihou can say this kind of thing, then why didn't Ying Ruge say it himself?

When Yan Hude heard the black-clothed boy ask, his eyes lit up slightly, and his head turned sideways to the two of them. Yan Hude was also quite curious about this question, how Zhong Xihou would answer.

"Lone has no friendship with the Mo family, if it weren't for Zhong Nanyan's request, such a difficult bone as the Sword Sect in the world, such a hot potato like the Mo family, would not be able to avoid it. It's a pity, helpless, my father's order cannot be violated. ”

The black-clothed boy's eyebrows were even locked into a Sichuan character, and his face armor was covered, so naturally he couldn't see his current expression.

"Zhong Nanyan is a hero, and he doesn't seem to have a friendship with the Mo family. ”

"Then, I have to command the envoy to ask the father-in-law of Gu in a hundred years. ”

or with a little scoundrel like Hua Shaohong by his side, Zhong Xihou's speech began to be a little marginal, and he seemed a little scoundrel.

"Zhongcheng Lord, may you go with the Mo family silently?"

"Oh, why?"

"The Mo family is in trouble, and mortals are difficult to solve. Mo Ming's life must not be lost. ”

Zhong Xihou didn't understand a little, Mo Ming's life was not Mo Ming's life, it was more important than the entire Mo family? Without the Mo family to rely on, Mo Ming was just a Qingfeng who couldn't get into the top ten, and his cultivation was only in the middle of the wilderness, and he could be regarded as a talented junior.

"Silent tears have a little friend, if he knows that Mo Ming's life is in danger, and Silent Tears does nothing, I am afraid that it will be light to cut off the relationship. ”

Zhong Xihou became interested in the Mo Zhi Xiaoyou in the mouth of the boy in black, his eyes were frivolous, and the meaning was not clear.

Tears silently didn't seem to be ready to hide it, and said: "There is a junior in Yi Shuihan who doesn't like to be left and right, and he is proud of his talents, a sword, a simple book, and a green shirt······ Lord Zhongcheng, can you know such a junior. ”

Although Zhongxi Hou and Yan Hude had never seen such a person, they only listened to a few introductions and understood it. is the same young junior as Mo Ming on the eleventh Qingfeng list, the green-shirted swordsman who never showed up?

Speaking of which, a lonely little brother has recently also liked to go around the world with swords and green shirts, but unfortunately, this child is illiterate and is used to carrying a pot of wine around him. ”

Yan Hude couldn't help but press his forehead, he had never seen the green-shirted swordsman in the mouth of the black-clothed boy, but the green-shirted swordsman in the mouth of Zhongxihou was the person who gave him the most headache in the entire city that never sleeped. What idiot in the world can be stupid than the two stunned people of Fuyunzai, who have been defeated and fought repeatedly, I don't know if it is because of his commendable courage or lack of brains.

Silent tears naturally didn't know who the green-shirted swordsman in Zhongxi Hou's mouth was, and continued to take care of himself: "It's a pity that this little friend who is silent in tears was injured by Mr. Badou not long ago, and has re-entered the rivers and lakes to hone. ”

"Roar, Mr. Badou, Master Hou, you have to be careful, I can't tell you that one day, the Wind Spirit King will also be killed by this crazy woman. ”

Zhong Xihou frowned and glanced back at Yan Hude, Yan Hude pretended not to see it, walked a few steps, picked up the leather pot, and began to drink.

"The commander of the envoy, go to the Mo family alone, do you have something to arrange?"

"Master Hou may find an excuse to make Mo Ming leave the city and go to the West?"

When Zhongxi Hou heard this, he couldn't help but sigh, thinking, the old dragon king really deserves to be the old dragon king. The Zhu family has been able to stand tall in the Daye Dynasty for 800 years without falling, after all, there is a sufficient reason.

"All the commanders and envoys, the internal affairs of the city should be lonely and other outsiders participate in peace, okay?"

The boy in black flicked his right hand and shot a token out of his sleeve. Yan Hude's eyes were quick, he flew over and grabbed the token, and respectfully handed it to Zhong Xihou. The boy in black couldn't help laughing, Yan Hude, Yan Hude, although the world is said to be a drama, but you are so inscrutable, it really has some meaning.

Zhong Xihou took the token, the token was beautifully carved, and the nine pythons were entrenched in a long sword.

"Although it is against the lord to serve the yang and the yin, but the lord of Zhongcheng may go to Mo County to protect the young master of the Mo family?"

Zhong Xihou is quite curious about the identity of Silent Tears, he has a famous sword, and he hides his true skills, I am afraid that he will not be able to prevaricate simply with the identities of the former Yan Yunqi and the current Yi Shui Han Commander. For some reason, he was silent about tears, he had an inexplicable good impression, and he didn't hide it, and then said: "Don't worry about Moxian, there is a senior who has already flown the sword, if that senior can't wrestle his wrist, I, Zhongxihou, will have an extra life in vain." ”

The boy in black frowned, curious about what kind of senior would suddenly make a move.

"You don't have to worry, that senior's ability is a monster. In front of him, I am Zhongxihou, but I am a doll. And I asked, what is the use of this token?"

The boy in black wanted to ask again, but he gave up, and he also knew that since Zhongxihou had already talked about this, he would not say anything more if he asked again. Since there is such a senior to make a move, the boy in black can only prevaricate himself with "fate is determined by heaven". Zhong Xihou asked him about the brand, and he explained: "This token can mobilize all of Yi Shuihan's children. ”

"Including the one called the Blood Phoenix?"

"Naturally!"

When Zhong Xihou heard this, he looked at this token again, and suddenly felt that the more he looked at it, the more exquisite it became. But he was strange, Ye Guangji, that is, silent tears, he was just a small commander in Yi Shuihan, how could he have the token to send the Big Three?

"Dare to ask the commander, who is it?"

Yan Hude was a little stunned when he heard Zhong Xihou ask such a question, and thought, Master Hou, do you dare to order it directly. The reaction of the boy in black made Yan Hude even more stunned, God, do you two dare to be more direct?

"Ye Guangji, the Four Elephant Generals under the command of His Royal Highness!"

Zhongxi Hou was stunned, Yan Hude frowned, the third highness in the mouth of the black-clothed boy could not be Zhu Yinuo, nor would it be Zhu Yinan and Zhu Yinuo's third uncle. How many stories from decades ago can be sung today?

For example, the former Korean generals are brave and unparalleled, and there is no one to say that there is no one in the future, and there is indeed no one to compare with the Daye Dynasty today. But before General Han, the three highnesses of the Zhu family in Jinling were really evil in the ancients, killing gods and people. The four elephant generals under his command, but it's a pity, or there are some records, how many coups are left of the old dragon king?

"Does the Central City Lord know, who is the White Tiger Warrior?"

Zhong Xihou didn't understand what the black-clothed boy was asking, and his eyes gestured to continue.

"White Tiger general, surname Dugu!"

(End of chapter)