Xie Yixiang performed light exercises, chased in the direction where the man and woman had left, and ran quickly on the jagged roof. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoAlthough her "lonely and lonely sunset" figure is tired of long-distance travel, it is very suitable for moving and jumping on the dangerous terrain, and in less than a stick of incense, the figures of a man and a woman can be faintly seen.

Suddenly, I felt that the surroundings were quiet, and this sudden heavy rain actually stopped dumbly, as when it came, without warning, and stopped when it stopped. In a moment, an autumn moon appeared in the night sky.

Xie Yixiang was overjoyed, and immediately carried the internal force of the "autumn water and long sky", and a white mist suddenly steamed on her body, and her already soaked clothes were baked by her internal force, gradually steaming out the rain. By the time her clothes were dry, the back of the girl in green clothes was already close at hand, and she was about to catch up, but a loud noise suddenly came from the south.

Xie Yixiang turned his head to look, but half a mile away, on the bank of the Qinhuai River, a three-story pavilion was splashed with bricks and tiles, and the entire roof burst out for no reason, and it was scattered everywhere. In her surprise, she recognized it slightly, and immediately recognized that it was the famous "Five Marquis Family" in the capital, the most famous place of wind and moon by the Qinhuai River, and it has always been the favorite of the imperial court magnates. At this moment, the night is coming, it is a good time to look for flowers and ask willows, how can this change happen suddenly?

With the loud sound of the roof cracking, a large number of disheveled men and women poured out of the ground floor of the Wuhou family, screaming and fleeing in all directions. Through the shattered roof of the Wuhou family, there were two rare people sitting opposite each other in the attic on the third floor, motionless, as if their bodies were frozen in the flying debris.

It was really an eventful autumn, and I didn't expect that tonight was only a moment, and I encountered two abnormal things one after another, as the old man said, the world was about to be in chaos again. Should I continue to pursue the man and the woman, or should I turn around and go to the Wuhou house to check? Xie Yixiang hesitated, and the man and the woman were extremely fast, and they disappeared without a trace in an instant. She sighed secretly in her heart, so she had to turn around and run in the direction of Wuhou's house.

At this time, the heavy rain began to stop, and the people nearby heard the loud noise, and came to watch with their lamps in hand, pointing and pointing with gloating faces. Xie Yixiang moved from the roof, hurried to the front of the building, and immediately saw clearly: I saw two men sitting opposite each other in the building, one was dressed as a Taoist priest, wearing a snow-white Taoist robe with his back to him, his silver hair was tied into a bun, covered with a Taoist crown woven of bamboo leaves, obviously an old Taoist priest, and the man sitting facing him was about fifty years old, with a square face and sword eyebrows, two temples slightly frosted, and a pair of eyes as bright as starlight.

When Xie Yixiang saw this person, she was immediately shocked, stumbled under her feet, and almost fell into the middle of the street. She couldn't help but secretly scream in her heart: "Dad?"

That person is the first founding father of this dynasty and the head of the military generals in the DPRK, General Xie Fengxuan Xie.

You must know that it is not unusual for Xie Fengxuan to appear in this Fengyue place, but seeing such a situation, even if Xie Yixiang had a thousand thoughts in her heart, she also knew that the situation was not good, so she hurriedly flew up and jumped into the building.

As soon as she stepped on the third floor of the attic of the Wuhou family, a strong aura came to her, and she hurriedly wanted to draw the knife in a panic, but as soon as her right hand held the handle of the knife, the strength of her body was suddenly emptied, and she couldn't even pull out the knife.

It was a shadowless and invisible breath, soaking herself up and down in it, as if this body had merged with that breath at this time, and it no longer belonged to her.

Xie Yixiang recognized it slightly, and immediately realized that this aura came from the two people in the field, and it was even certain that it was emanating from the white-haired old man. She is very familiar with her father's internal force, he has always been a rampaging Jin Ge Iron Horse, extremely fierce, and the breath that restricts herself at this moment is clearly a soft feeling, and in it, there is an indescribable sense of warmth and comfort.

Although Xie Yixiang's martial arts are not high, his knowledge is extraordinary. At this moment, although his father Xie Fengxuan and the old Taoist priest did not move, they secretly intersected with each other and were engaged in a silent fierce battle. I think it was the internal forces of the two of them that stirred each other, filling the third floor of the entire Wuhou family, and there was nowhere to pour, which shattered the roof. At this moment, the two are in such a stalemate situation, and anyone who is careless and shows a trace of restlessness or uneasiness will immediately lose the opportunity, and they are afraid that they can be sentenced to life and death with just one move.

Who is this white-haired old Taoist priest who is sacred, and can actually do such a confrontation with his father? And judging from the aura in the field, it is actually this old Taoist priest who has the upper hand. At this time, Xie Yixiang could already see the old Taoist priest's appearance clearly, only to see that the old Taoist priest's face was as rosy as a baby, without the slightest wrinkle, and the two lying eyebrows fell to the cheeks, and the three white whiskers under the chin trembled slightly, as if the appearance of the immortal in the painting, but at the same time it was very familiar.

Could it be that he has ever seen this old Taoist priest? Xie Yixiang thought for a moment, and suddenly felt that his mind was swollen, and he couldn't seem to think of anything. Could it be that the aura emanating from the old Taoist priest's body not only locked his body, but also sealed his own memories? Xie Yixiang was helpless, so he had to look at his father in the field.

Xie Fengxuan, who was in the field, didn't seem to notice his daughter's arrival, and was still staring at the old Taoist priest opposite, and there was no change in the expression on his face. At this moment, when he heard a series of footsteps going upstairs, a man in brocade clothes climbed to the third floor, showed a strange smile, and looked at Xie Yixiang with bad intentions. As soon as Xie Yixiang recognized it, she immediately recognized that this brocade-clothed man was Han Feng, the commander of the forbidden army in the capital.

General Xie Fengxuan and Han Feng, the commander of the forbidden army, have always been at odds, and they appeared here at the same time tonight, coupled with the unknown white-haired old Taoist priest, although Xie Yixiang did not know the ins and outs, he also knew that something big would happen in the meantime. Han Feng, the commander of the forbidden army, saw that Xie Yixiang was also looking at him, and immediately said with a smile: "It turned out that Miss Xie San was here, and it was really brilliant, and this Wuhou family suddenly added a lot of color." ”

How could Xie Yixiang not hear the humiliation in his words? She knew that this Han Feng was not only intellectual, but also able to speak well with a sharp mouth, and when she saw him open her mouth to provoke, fortunately she could still speak, so she immediately sneered: "I thought that only those lustful people would come to this fireworks place, but I didn't expect to meet Lord Han here." Hmph, it's no wonder, even the cultivator has moved his mortal heart, compared to what Lord Han has come here to be romantic. ”

Her words immediately scolded all the three people present, but Han Feng was not angry, and laughed and said: "Third Miss, don't misunderstand, everyone in the world knows that Ling Zun is romantic, and when this beautiful day is beautiful, it can only be found in this place where the frost and the moon are drunk." In Xia and Xiyi Zhenren asked to see him, he had no choice but to be a guest looking for flowers and willows. ”

When Xie Yixiang heard this, a flash of inspiration flashed in her mind, and her thoughts immediately returned to normal. She finally remembered that the old Taoist priest in front of her was the true person of Xiyi, the head of the Taiyuan Temple of Purple Mountain.

It is said that this Xiyi real person has been 100 years old, a Taoist law through the heavens and the earth, the internal force is even more shocking, since the previous dynasty has been known as the universe, enjoy the reputation of the first master of Taoism. After the founding of this dynasty, he made a vow with others, agreeing not to step out of the Purple Mountain for the rest of his life, and then gradually faded out of people's eyes. When I went to the Purple Mountain with Xian Jingyue to inspect the construction of the imperial mausoleum, I had the honor to meet him.

Thinking of this, the uneasiness in Xie Yixiang's heart became heavier and heavier. Although this old Taoist priest led Taiyuan Temple to relieve a large number of refugees, and had a good reputation in this area, he never took a step down the Purple Mountain. Now he not only made an exception to go down the mountain, but also came to the brothel on the bank of the Qinhuai River to fight with his father.

She thought in her heart, only to hear Han Feng say again: "People in the capital say that the third lady is a beautiful embryo, and she has to win the true legend of the sword king, and she can really be regarded as a double masterpiece of color and art, but I am afraid that even the limelight of your eldest lady will be overshadowed by you." Since I am fortunate to see it today, my uncle should have a good life. As he spoke, he had already bypassed the two people in the field and walked slowly towards Xie Yixiang.

However, Xie Yixiang was still unable to move all over her body, thinking that it was Na Xiyi Zhenren who urged her internal breath to restrain herself, but she did not exert her strength on Han Feng. She was furious, but she couldn't help but justify: "Nonsense, how can I be virtuous, how can I be as good as my sister." Han Feng laughed and said, "It's just rumors, and my uncle doesn't really believe it, so you have to check it carefully." As he spoke, his people were within ten steps of Xie Yixiang.

Xie Yixiang was sweating profusely, but she couldn't pull it out. Just as he was anxious, he suddenly heard a long laugh sound, like a war drum and thunder, which caused the Qinhuai River outside the building to ripple a little, and then splashed in all directions;