Emperor Wu City.

Time has ravaged its vicissitudes, but it still stands tall. How much desolation it has experienced, the prosperity of the wind and snow, and the sadness of some people. The moss on the walls surrounded on all sides and cast high is a sign of the passage of time.

Standing on the top of the wide city, looking out at the vast sky, this ancient city is full of ups and downs.

"Qiyu young city lord, the world is full of wars, the city in this period of time, a large number of people in the rivers and lakes, because of some trivial things, they will fight, under the sword and sword, so that some of the people in the city, miserable, people panic. ”

On the city wall, a middle-aged man dressed in gray reported to a figure in a green shirt.

"Send more men to patrol day and night, and there can be no chaos in the city. If the person who gathers to make trouble is caught, he will be expelled from the city, and he will not be allowed to enter the city of Emperor Wu for the first time. If it's two or three times, you won't be killed on the spot. ”

The green shirt swayed in the wind, and he frowned, his words a little cold. He was about thirty years old, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, his face was like a knife, his hands were behind his back, and a trace of anger on his face could be seen at a glance.

"Liu Houen, you know that I don't like these things, and you still report these trivial things to me, is it because you want to mess up my determination to pursue martial arts. ”

Huangfu Yu, although he is the young city lord of Emperor Wu City, does not like strategy, but he only loves martial arts, and is an out-and-out martial idiot.

"The young city lord forgives his sins, but the old city lord has been sick in bed all the year round, and now his injuries are even worse, and it is already difficult to deal with the things in the city. Therefore, the things in this city are big and small, and only the young city lord can decide. ”

Liu Houen's waist was not straight, but he spoke eloquently, but he was not in a hurry. "Young city lord, these people in the rivers and lakes are independent and habitual, and they do their own thing, if they are forcibly suppressed, I am afraid that it will cause them to resist strongly. ”

Liu Houen has a plan in his heart, but he can appease those people in the rivers and lakes in Emperor Wu City without moving.

"Emperor Wu City, strength is respected, if anyone is not convinced, then I will kill him until he is satisfied. Don't put those conspiracy theories of yours on me. ”

Huangfu Yu's eyes glanced at Liu Houen, a trace of disdain, and a touch of anger emerged. Huang Fuyu sneered at those conspiracies, and this love house and Wuxia also had a kind of resistance to Liu Houen, the conspirator who accompanied the old city lord.

Yang and Yin are violated, and vanity and wronging snakes are synonymous with those who like to schem in Huangfuyu's heart.

"Young City Lord, you must not do this in this matter?"

Liu Houen's tone was a little anxious. That powerful suppression is to set fire to one's own body.

"Didn't you just say that everything in this city needs to be decided by me? Why is it that in the blink of an eye, it is stopping me?"

Huangfu Yu angrily slammed his sleeves, and the tip of his nose snorted angrily, causing Liu Houen's body to retreat a few steps sharply.

Angry humming, mixed with Huangfu Yu's strong internal strength, also made Liu Houen's ears buzz, his eyes were terrified, and his body trembled.

"I also ask the young city lord to forgive his sins, and his subordinates will deploy according to the young city lord's orders. ”

It is rumored that Huangfu Yu is a cultivator, infinitely close to the peak of martial arts, because of Huang Fuyu's obsession, within twenty years, he will be the youngest martial arts peak on the rivers and lakes.

With an angry snort, Liu Houen felt that the mayfly shook the tree, weak as an ant. He trembled in his heart, and after confessing his sin, he hurried down the city wall in a hurry.

"The ancestor shattered the void, feathered into an immortal, found immortality, and went to the immortal realm. Rumors in the rivers and lakes, some people say that it is a rumor deliberately spread by my Huangfu family, which confuses everyone. Now, my Emperor Fuyu has the qualifications of an ancestor, and I will definitely catch up with my ancestor, or even surpass him. ”

"When I shatter the void and turn into a red dust fairy, my emperor Fuyu will reign over the world and sweep the eight desolations and Liuhe, and the world will also be exclusive to me. ”

Huang Fuyu's hands were clenched into fists and hung down at his side, he held his head high, looking at the sky, his eyes were very crazy, even crazy.

For martial arts, Huangfu Yu is too obsessed, so obsessed that he can almost give up everything.

I am an immortal in the red dust, and I am in the palm of my hand to calm the troubled times.

If someone jumps out of the wall, it is the immortal party.

Middle-earth.

In Los Angeles, in an overcrowded teahouse, Tu Mo and the five sat at a wooden table, drinking a cup of coarse tea, eating teahouse snacks, and looking at a storyteller with gray hair and a hand-cranked feather fan on a small stage.

"In troubled times, duckweed, beacon fire ignited mountains and rivers. The curtain of this drama rises, the curtain falls, comes in a hurry, passes in a hurry, and is only a guest after all. ”

"Ladies and gentlemen, today, I will talk about the young master of Middle-earth. ”

The storyteller was in high spirits, and as soon as the words in his mouth fell, he attracted a full house, clapping their hands and applauding.

The first king of Zhongzhou has passed away, and a young master has emerged out of thin air in Zhongzhou, which has no king, and for this young master of Zhongzhou who is dressed in mystery, this has naturally become their after-dinner conversation.

There is a regent and a young lord in Middle-earth, which also makes those ordinary people no longer panic.

The backbone of the heart is big, and the faith is the most important.

Tu Mo's trip was originally looking for this storyteller, and when he heard it, a little interest arose in his eyes.

"The three emperors and five emperors of morality, the fame of the Xia Hou Shang Zhou. Ladies and gentlemen, listen to me in detail. ”

The storyteller, clearing his throat, raised his eyes to see the full house, shook the feather fan in his hand, and after walking back and forth a few steps, he spoke.

"Storytelling, singing, and persuading people, the three main roads go to the center. In other words, the first king left Zhao, so that the young master of Zhongzhou, who had been hidden in the mountains, appeared in Hongchen and presided over the overall situation of Zhongzhou. But I never thought that the young master of Zhongzhou was just about to leave, and he was intercepted by the young master of the Quartet on Jinggu Avenue.

When the words were said here, the storyteller suddenly paused, smiled, and his eyes wandered, falling in the teahouse, but he stayed a little more on Tu Mo's body.

"What's going on in the end, you're going to say it quickly! ”

The crowd of spectators urged until a dozen or so copper coins were thrown from the air and landed on the storyteller's small table, and the storyteller smiled and put away the copper coins, and then continued.

"The young master of Zhongzhou was intercepted by the Quartet, but he faced it calmly and calmly. A sword is cold, a plain clothes, calmly, the clothes are fluttering, the sword is not bloody, the corpse is lying under the feet, and I want to incarnate into the Shura God of War in the world, and the young master of the Quartet who killed was frightened, lost his armor and fled, the young master of Zhongzhou is the blessing of our Zhongzhou, and the new king of our Zhongzhou!"

"Life is in the world every day, every day, the sun and the moon are like shuttles every year. ”

In this paragraph, the storyteller can be described as excited, with ups and downs. The officials in Jean's teahouse whispered and exchanged ears. And among them, there are also a few people, who are still sitting upright, drinking coarse tea, and smiling.

The conversation after tea and dinner is a little illusory. And what the storyteller says is, you can hear it, but you can't believe it.

"Ladies and gentlemen, we will have an early tomorrow. ”

The storyteller smiled and took a few steps back, facing the room, bowed, and stepped off the stage.

jokingly talking about life, laughing at the wind and clouds, the storyteller is confused, but he is living and understanding. Those who listen to books can understand it, but they are living confused.

"Young master. Are we going to keep up?"

The storyteller was the purpose of their trip, and seeing that the storyteller was about to leave the teahouse, Ye Wuyang couldn't bear it anymore, and said softly in Tu Mo's ear.

"There's no hurry. We're not the only ones looking for him!"

Tu Mo put down the teacup and shook his head. And Luo Qingyi sat opposite him, a pair of eyes, but from beginning to end, they fell on Tu Mo's body.

"Senior brother-in-law, you're talking about those people in the rivers and lakes!"

Mu Yao is ghostly, the people in the teahouse, but she has seen it all over again. In particular, the two figures sitting in the corner are not smiling, but their eyes are always watching the storyteller's every move.

"This person's background is not weak, but their hands are stretched too long. ”

For the title of Mu Yao's brother-in-law, Luo Qingyi's persuasion was ineffective, and Tu Mo could only smile and shake his head. Mu Yao's observation was very subtle, but the realm was not high, and there were a few people she didn't pay attention to.

"Young master, it's the people from all over the world. But what are they looking for a storyteller?"

The identity of the storyteller, Xingchenzi is half-understood, but Tu Mo came to visit in person, and he must have that pride.

When the storyteller left, more than a dozen figures also followed out of the teahouse, Tu Mo looked at it with a smile, but the figures did not move.

In the teahouse, as soon as the storyteller left, those spectators were also in high spirits, and they came one after another, and there were only three, three, two or two left.

"The target of the rest of the Quartet is no longer Central, I don't know if this is a blessing or a curse for Centralze?"

Tu Mo's fingertips turned the teacup on the table, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was a little inexplicable.

"Blessings and misfortunes lurk, and misfortunes and blessings are attached. If this is the case, Middle-earth will be an abandoned land, and the benefits gained in Middle-earth will be irrelevant. ”

Luo Qingyi took over the words, before she came to Zhongzhou, she already knew the situation Tu Mo was in, embattled and stormy.

Under the danger, Luo Qingyi will insist on going his own way and always accompany Tu Mo.

"What Miss Luo said is very true, but in this way, we will lose the opportunity, and from then on, we will always be passive. Although their target is no longer in Zhongzhou, they have never given up on Zhongzhou, after all, the young master is the heir of the Guigu school. ”

Xingchenzi analyzed.

The world is turbulent, and Zhongzhou has always been weak in strength, and in their eyes, there is no room for the existence of a god of war.

"Senior brother-in-law, it turned out to be the descendant of the Guigu School!"

Mu Yao didn't know the meaning of the previous words, but the last words in Xingchenzi's mouth made Mu Yao's eyes appear a touch of excitement.