"Whew, finally came to Wuyuan City. ”

Ye Wuyang, who had recovered from his injuries, tossed and turned, and finally came to Wuyuan City in Central Continent. He was gray-headed, his clothes were torn, mud and dust were everywhere, and some yellow knots of grass were interspersed in his hair.

Ye Wuyang walked on the street, and the pedestrians on the road covered their mouths and noses with their hands, and even bypassed Ye Wuyang from a distance. At this time, Ye Wuyang was also like a beggar, depressed.

Disliked.

"I'm so hungry. ”

Ye Wuyang's face was dirty, but in a pair of eyes, his eyes were a little blurry, his eyes were overflowing, and the corner of his eyes looked around, but Ye Wuyang turned a deaf ear to the strange looks cast by those people or things.

If a person is not a sage, who can do nothing. Harsh words under the unknown can only be ignored, if not, then it is just asking for trouble.

For Ye Wuyang, who has died once, being alive is more important than anything else.

Ye Wuyang stretched out his right hand, touched his stomach, and drew a circle on his stomach. Along the way, Ye Wuyang slept in the open air, couldn't eat enough, occasionally met kind-hearted people to help, and could also have a full stomach. It's just that in Wuyuan City, it is prosperous, and who cares about a beggar or in a troubled world.

"Meat buns, meat buns just out of the cage, the filling is thin and the skin is thin!"

On the stall on the side of the street, the stall owner who was a little fat stretched out his hand and lifted the lid on the steamer, and suddenly a thick white mist gushed out, and a fragrance came to his face, carrying a little bit of heat, which made his mouth hungry.

"Boss, I don't have any silver taels on me, can you give me a bun to eat. ”

Those who are downcast can only do what they are down. If it weren't for the unbearable hunger, Ye Wuyang would not have sent people under the fence to beg for food.

Although it is difficult to speak, the only way to do it is to lose that face, this Wuyuan City is still far away from the Central Continent King City. If there was no food, Ye Wuyang would not be able to go to the Central Continent Royal City, and he would not be able to see Engong Tu Mo.

Ye Wuyang wouldn't do the thing of the rooster and the dog thief, although it was only needed to alleviate it for a while, but it also made him remember it for a lifetime.

"This son should have suffered from the war and ended up here, and my son died on the battlefield. ”

The stall owner wrapped three large meat buns in a piece of yellow paper and handed them to Ye Wuyang. It's just that the corners of his eyes are a little wrinkled, but there is a hidden light flickering, and the greatest sorrow in this world is that the white-haired man gave the black-haired man.

Alas, all the sorrows are in the middle of this.

"Can the boss leave his name?"

Ye Wuyang bent down and stretched out his hands to take the bun handed by the boss. The hot touch of the hot bun rolled through the paper and burned Ye Wuyang's heart.

When he was in trouble, the kind-hearted people who could stretch out their hands, Ye Wuyang remembered it in his heart.

Ye Wuyang held the bun in both hands, took a step back, and bowed deeply to the stall owner.

"The villain in the market, where is there any name. Childe should leave early and find a place to stay. ”

The stall owner waved his hand and smiled plainly.

"Thank you. ”

Ye Wuyang is gone, the city is overcrowded, all of them are widows, only the boss who bought the buns is easy-going and kind.

After leaving Wuyuan City, Ye Wuyang devoured the bun he was holding in his hand, and after a short rest, he set out on the road.

After Ye Wuyang, two mighty horses, roaring at the mouth and nose, and under the slamming of iron hooves, they rushed out of Wuyuan City.

Southern Wilderness.

The city is dry, the wall is high, and it is surrounded by all directions. In the city, there are tall buildings, and the grass and trees are all soldiers. Just because there were 50,000 troops gathered in Tiankue City, the figures holding swords and axes in their hands were standing, frightening those ordinary people who did not dare to step out of the door. The surrounding streets were deserted, a little desolate, but also full of a sense of slaughter.

In a corner in the westernmost corner of Tiankue City, in a somewhat dilapidated courtyard, Huang Laoxi, who was dressed in a yellow shirt, was shaking a pu fan in his hand, lying on a rattan chair, taking advantage of the cool place under the old locust tree, and his face was full of comfort and leisure.

"Master, senior brother has sent news that the situation is chaotic now, and the people of the Sword Sect are restrained and cannot make a move, I hope that the master can leave for Zhongzhou. ”

The coarsely clothed young man stood beside Huang Laoxi, holding a letter in his hand, and after he looked at the contents on the envelope, he spoke.

"The one who can contain the Sword Sect is none other than the giants of those parties. I'm afraid I'm not having a good time now. Although your junior brother is by his side to protect him, he can't help him in the slightest bit on top of this strategy. ”

Huang Laoxie opened his eyes and said faintly. He stopped what he was doing, put the fan aside, and sat up. "That's fine. It's time for me to go out and get some activities, and it's time to meet those old friends. ”

"Boy, pack up your things, and we'll set off, this Middle-earth is a long way off. ”

The old man in the yellow shirt put his left hand behind his back, stretched out his right hand and stroked his beard, and took a step to the well. Huang Laoxie put down his right hand, hung above the wellhead, and shook his palm into a tiger's claw, and suddenly, a suction force gushed out, making the water in the well glow with white flowers, and gurgling upward.

"Up!"

Huang Laoxie shouted loudly in his mouth, and there was a sudden explosion in the well, and a blue-brown spear emerged from the well water and held it in the palm of Huang Laoxi's hand.

Wuzhou dock gun, the barrel of the gun is nine feet long, of which the head of the gun is one foot three inches long, its front is three inches, stainless steel mixed with gold, extremely sharp.

"Okay, master, the apprentice will go to Haosheng and clean up. ”

Seeing this, the coarse-clothed young man ran into the house in three steps and two steps, and packed up his things. With a happy smile on his face, he could finally leave this place. In the worldly red dust world, the coarsely clothed young man has been yearning for a long time.

"Apprentice, as a teacher, I will help you, so that you can work without distractions. ”

Huang Laoxie put the spear in his hand across his chest, he raised his right hand, stroked the body of the gun, and his eyes flashed with a touch of nostalgia, as if he had seen an old friend he hadn't seen for a long time

Middle-earth.

Located in a remote place, away from the distractions of the world, more than a dozen fields, more than a dozen families, they work at sunrise and rest at sunset.

The people are simple and simple, and the people are kind.

In the scorching summer sun, a ginkgo tree is entrenched in the earth, its branches are luxuriant, the branches are straight, and the wisps stretch out of the twigs are covered with dark green fan-shaped leaves.

Under the ginkgo tree, there is a withered yellow rattan chair, on the rattan chair, there is an old man with snow-white hair, he gently shakes the pu fan in his hand, his toes exert force, and the rattan chair is also slowly swinging.

"The younger generation dares to ask the old gentleman how to play the chess game now?"

Beside the old man, a woman dressed in colorful clothes bent down, bowed, and then spoke. Her eyebrows are charming, the corners of her eyes are merciful, her nose is small, she is finely carved, and her cheeks are like paintings, which is beautiful and moving. Her waist is like a weak willow, Yingying holds it, and the exposed skin on her neck is like mutton fat jade, and there is a faint glow flowing.

"If you want to play chess, you need to know the rules. This fallen Son is the one who will protect the Lord with all his heart. Otherwise, you will be under siege. ”

The old man who was enjoying the shade under the ginkgo tree had never opened his eyes, but the words in his mouth meant something else.

"Don't worry, sir, it's just a matter of time. If the old gentleman does not dislike the low eaves of my young master, the young master of my family will definitely repay the high-ranking officials with generosity, glory and wealth. ”

The woman in colorful clothes said, her eyes wandering, and her words were very sincere.

"The golden scales are trapped in diving, and the phoenix is in decline. If the eaves of this Middle Continent are low, then there will be no better threshold in the world. It's just that the young master of Zhongzhou is the heir of the Guigu school, and he has the blood slaughter Xingchenzi by his side, but the old bones don't want to move. I'm from Middle-earth, but I can also do some small things. ”

The old man said slowly, he has seen all the things in this world thoroughly. "Little girl, your status in Middle-earth is not low. If war begins in the world, you will come to me. When the five parties gather and the soldiers come to the city, you will also come to me. When the world is about to be unified, you still have to come to me. ”

"Three tricks, three clever plans, and then cooperate with the stars, you can help the young master of Zhongzhou to go to the storm. As for being undefeated, it has nothing to do with decay. ”

As soon as the old man's words fell, he stood up, shook the fan in his hand, and walked steadily towards the somewhat simple wooden house on the side.

"Junior, send off the old gentleman. ”

The woman in colorful clothes bent over and lowered her head, until the figure of the old man walked into the wooden house, she stood up upright, she moved the lotus step, walked like a weak willow supporting the wind, and left here fluttering in a colorful dress.

Suzhou City.

Looking at the guest house, Admiral Tiger Python's room for recuperation.

"General, have your injuries improved recently?"

A woman dressed in white with a high plate of 3,000 green silk sat upright on a wooden chair, looking at the somewhat elderly and sickly Admiral Tiger Python in front of her, and her expression was very caring.

She is dressed in white and snowy, her eyebrows are picturesque, and her small family is jasper, and I feel sorry for her. Her waist is slender, soft as boneless, and her muscles are like ice crystals.

"Miss Lao Xue is concerned. The minister's injuries have improved, and he will return to the army in a short time. Please also rest assured that Miss Xue and the young master. ”

Admiral Tiger Python saluted and then spoke.

"The general's injury is the most important thing, and the young master is very worried in his heart. ”

Xue Bieli moved her steps and came to Admiral Tiger Python's side, she stretched out her hand and took out a small porcelain bottle from her arms, put it in front of Admiral Tiger Python, and said. "General, this is the best medicine for gold sores, which can help the wound heal as soon as possible. Now that the situation in Central Continent is turbulent, and the morale of the three armies is somewhat weakened, it is hoped that the general has already returned to the army to stabilize the morale of the three armies. ”

The importance of military spirit is related to the fate of a country.

"Minister, take the order. ”

Admiral Tiger Python stood up, clenched his hands into fists, and said as he bent over.

"General, have you ever heard that the Northern Desert sent people to ambush you? ”

Xue said goodbye to the fluttering white clothes, she sat down on the wooden chair again, put her hands lightly on the table, and looked at the tiger python admiral and said.

"I heard about it. It's just that this matter is not so simple, the regent wants to kill people with a knife, and blame the Northern Desert, the young master's heart is like a mirror, and the minister will not let the young master down. ”

Although the tiger python has been a horse all his life and has been on the battlefield all his life, he also understands this strategy. He can also see one or two of the regent's thoughts.

"Then I won't bother, the general is recuperating from his injuries at ease, and there is currently General Fang Right in the army to appease him, and there is no major problem. ”

As soon as Xue's words fell, he left the private room and went out of the guest house under the congratulations of the tiger python general.