"Apprentice, bury them quickly, in the royal city of Middle-earth, there is an old friend waiting for him to be a teacher. ”

Huang Laoxie stretched out his hand and pulled out the blue-brown spear that pierced through the arm of the fire elder, and the spear was pulled out, bringing out a trace of blood, but on the spear, the cold glow was still there, but there was no trace of blood hanging on the body of the spear.

The gun drinks blood, but it does not cut blood.

"Poof!"

Elder Fire's face twitched, some of the old faces were pale and bloodless, his body was trembling, he wanted to roar, but the veins of his body were sealed, making him unable to move, and a heart-piercing pain in his arm, he could only endure it.

Huang Laoxie stretched out his left hand, carried the body of the Fire Elder and walked to the side of the soil pit that had not yet been dug, and with a wave of his hand, he threw the hideous Fire Elder beside the unconscious Wang Hao.

"Woo woo woo ........."

Elder Huo was very unwilling, and the hatred in his eyes was ripped out like substance, but he was decisively ignored by Huang Laoxi. He wanted to move his body to wake up the unconscious Wang Hao, but he couldn't move, and the whining sound in his mouth was as small as a mosquito.

"Okay, master. ”

Su Yuchen responded, he bent his body and sped up the movement in his hand. Shovels of loess were scooped up, thrown out of the pit, and piled up on the side, like a small mountain bag.

At the time of the tea, a pit large enough to bury the two of them was dug, and Su Yuchen put away the shovel and jumped out of the pit.

"Alright, master. ”

Su Yuchen put down the shovel and put it aside, the smile on his face was very strong, he moved his steps and walked over.

The hatred in Elder Huo's eyes was very scary, Su Yuchen first lifted Elder Huo and threw him into the pit, then stretched out two fingers, and after Wang Hao's body tapped a few times, his hand, that is, with a wave of his hand, Wang Hao was also thrown into the pit.

"Brush Brush ........."

Su Yuchen held the shovel in his hand, and filled back the accumulated loess with a shovel, and the loess accumulated on Wang Hao and Elder Huo also accumulated more and more.

"Master, bury the young master of the Wang family, should we hide for a while first!"

Su Yuchen said while shoveling soil. The people who were buried came from a bit big.

"Hmm. This really has to be considered, the old bastard of the Wang family is very short-sighted. ”

Huang Laoxie stretched out his hand and stroked his beard, and his eyes were very deep. He once buried a junior in the rivers and lakes, but he never thought that it would attract his master to chase him from the ends of the earth. With the lessons of the past, Huang Laoxie had to think about it well.

The identity of the young master of the Wang family is a bit stinging. It's just that this grievance is over, and Huang Laoxie doesn't want to resolve it.

"Whew!"

The loess was buried more and more, and just when the loess was about to flood the mouths and noses of Wang Hao and Elder Huo, Su Yuchen, who was filling in the soil, suddenly turned his body, and a small flying knife suddenly slashed across his cheek, and the white light flashed, and the force was so great that it actually penetrated a tree trunk not far from Su Yuchen's side.

Su Yuchen stood upright, he raised his hand and touched a bloody stain on his cheek, his eyes turned, his eyes scattered, but he didn't find any trace of the person who made the move.

Su Yuchen had a premonition.

"Be careful. ”

Huang Laoxie frowned, and the smile on his face froze, and some were just a touch of solemnity. The owner of this flying knife is merciful, if not, the flying knife will penetrate Su Yuchen's neck.

"Yes, master. ”

Su Yuchen knew that the comer was not good, so he held the shovel in his hand and stood behind Huang Laoxi, but on the blood mark on his cheek, he could vaguely feel the cold glow on the flying knife.

A master, or a top master.

"I wonder which Taoist friend passed by here?"

Huang Laoxie tightened the blue-brown spear in his hand, his eyebrows were a little gloomy, and the process of burying people was interrupted, which made Huang Laoxie very unhappy. It's just that there are countless people who use flying knives on the rivers and lakes, but there are only a few people with excellent skills, Huang Laoxie frowned, but he couldn't remember who would make a move.

"Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon, World-Honored Jizo. ”

A voice remembered, as if it was sweeping from all directions, and the irony was very obvious. "Huang Laoxi, you have been hidden in the world for many years, but you haven't gotten rid of the habit of burying people. ”

"Celestial Dragon Venerable?"

Huang Laoxie finally thought about it, and his eyes began to fluctuate slightly, which was beating in horror. The flying knife is the most ruthless, and the cold light is the most meaningless, in the rivers and lakes, as long as the person who uses the flying knife, he will be respected by one person, that is the Tianlong Shizun!

It's just that in the battle between Tianlong Shizun and the white-clothed Tianjian, he was defeated and fled, and since then he has disappeared for more than 20 years, everyone thinks that Tianlong Shizun is dead, and Huang Laoxi, who is the same name as him, thinks the same.

"Haha......... It turned out to be an old friend, but I haven't seen each other for more than 20 years, and when we meet again, I don't know why Your Excellency will send troops to fight?"

Huang Laoxie put the spear in his hand and laughed out loud, his yellow shirt swayed, and his gray hair was a little flamboyant.

Su Yuchen stood behind Huang Laoxie with a tense body, and the flying knife made him feel death and weakness.

"I have some relationship with the Wang family, people, you have buried it, I don't know if you can stop and let go of this descendant of the Wang family. ”

A figure dressed in plain clothes, from far to near, just in an instant, he appeared on the side of the pit. His hair was white, his face was old, and his wrinkles were all over it, and it was an old man, who looked like a candle in the wind, although it would be extinguished.

It's just that his eyes are like a sharp sword, cutting people's hearts.

"We've known each other for a long time, and after I make a move, I won't give up, old fellow, but you have to think clearly. ”

Huang Laoxie snorted coldly at his mouth and nose, and looked at Tianlong Shizun with horizontal eyebrows.

"What can I do if I want to figure it out or not? I came to Zhongzhou for the sake of this young master of the Wang family. ”

Tianlong Shizun's expression was a little understatement.

"Hoohoo Hoo ........."

With a slight hot breeze, it blew in front of them, blowing their clothes and hair. Huang Laoxie froze his eyes and stared at the Heavenly Dragon World Venerable for a long, long time.

"Well, old fellow, there aren't many people who can get me to stop. After you go back, tell the old guy in the Wang family that there is a meeting in this landscape. ”

Huang Laoxie finally put down the spear he was holding tightly, he turned around and called softly at Su Yuchen. "Let's go. ”

Dressed in a yellow shirt and holding a blue-brown spear in his hand, his shirt swayed, and he just left.

"Yes, master. ”

Su Yuchen responded, then bent down and picked up a few bags on the side, and followed Huang Laoxi's steps, but while walking, Su Yuchen turned his head and took a deep look at Tianlong Shizun, the flying knife that cut his cheek was back in Tianlong Shizun's hand, this is really amazing!

"I wanted to live in seclusion in the mountains and wilderness, and I died like this, but I still couldn't escape my demons. ”

Tianlong Shizun put away the flying knife in his hand, he looked at Wang Hao who was buried in the dirt pit, and finally shook his head, a little self-deprecating.

Dressed in plain clothes and swinging, Tianlong Shizun waved his hand and turned his palm, but the soft loess in the soil pit was thrown into the air by an invisible force.

"The lonely shadow in this cold river, who is the old man of this river and lake, there is no need to know each other when we meet. ”

The veins in his body were unlocked, and Elder Fire covered his arms, a look of pain on his face. And Wang Hao, who has always been arrogant and has eyes above the top, is hanging his head at the moment and leaving here with his head down and following the footsteps of Tianlong Shizun.

Western regions.

The Royal Court of the Western Regions.

In a pavilion in the back garden, a white-clad North Pavilion and a Jing'an monk sit opposite each other in front of a stone table. In the chessboard on the stone table, there are more white than black ones, and the situation of black spots is a little dangerous.

"Young master, holding a chess piece in his hand, when this piece falls, there is no room for the slightest clone. ”

Holding the white pieces in his hand, the Jing'an monk fell down, and on the chessboard, he ate eight black chess pieces.

"The teacher taught me that the students were a little distracted. ”

The North Pavilion held the sunspot in his hand, and his arm was raised in the air, but it was slow to fall. The situation on the chessboard, twisting and turning, is full of risks.

Alas, if this step is wrong, it will be wrong. Bei Pavilion's frowns, a little undecided, he wants to fall, but he doesn't know where the sunspot in his hand should fall.

"The young master is worried that the Southern Wilderness and the Northern Desert are under the temporary alliance, and he is looking for the snow of the eastern land?"

Jing'an Jushi was playing with a white child in her hand, she looked at the hesitant North Pavilion calmly, and spoke.

"What the teacher says is what the students think. Dongtu raised a tiger in captivity, and that tiger is now holding Dongtu back. The situation in the Southern Wilderness is not much different from that in the Eastern Wilderness, and I am afraid that this desolate sky will look for snow like smoke, and I want to break this mutual containment. ”

Bei Pavilion's tone was gloomy, the chess game had become uncrackable in his distraction, he shook his head, and finally put down the sunspot at his fingertips.

"The strength behind Nanhuang is not comparable to the Dongtu Wang family. If I let the barren sky smile as he wished, this would be very bad news for my Western Regions. ”

The corners of the mouth of the North Pavilion were a little bitter, and the chessboard on the stone table was a mess by him.

"The young master doesn't need to worry, if you lose, you will gain, Nanhuang wants to break the dilemma he did in Zhongzhou, and he wants to eliminate the mutual restraint, and there are seven old men who kill in time to give advice, this is not easy to say. ”

Jing'an Jushi paused, and then continued. "The white painting of the Northern Desert is a scheming, and it is the disciple and grandson of that person. The regent of Zhongzhou ambushed and killed the tiger python admiral unsuccessfully, and put the blame on the body of the Northern Desert, young master, do you think that Bai Hua will give up on this?"

It's not that I don't report it, it's just that the time has not come. When the time comes, it will be reported one after another.