In the flashy and troubled times, everyone is different from each other, because people have different backgrounds and different experiences, so sometimes the world of one person and another can be said to be two worlds, there may be intersections, but they will never flow together. But some people, maybe they are born with something in their bones, although they may not be on their lips all day long, but they will never forget the faith in their hearts, and from each such faith, they form an invincible and fearless force.

Wuxin looked at the heavy human wall that suddenly appeared in front of him, and was stunned in place, not that he didn't want to go, but that he really had no way out. And he believed that if he dared to take another step forward, then these people would most likely rush up and tear themselves apart. So, he kind of regretted saying what he just said.

It's not that he's timid and afraid, it's because he can tell the situation clearly, knowing that there are tigers in the mountains and biasing towards the tigers, so he is called a hero, and he knows that it is impossible to do it, that is not called a hero, that is looking for death. Although he has also experienced many times when he fights alone against a group of enemies, he has not experienced a single person fighting thousands of troops.

"Do you still think you can walk?"

At this time, the cold and old voice sounded again, and the old man with a cold face looked at Wuxin who was stunned in place with interest, and asked slowly, as if he was still provoking, a little unrelenting. He was curious about what Wuxin would do next, whether he would admit defeat to himself, or if he really wanted to rush out of here. However, he seemed to have guessed all wrong.

Because of the stunned unintentionality, he suddenly turned around, returned unhurriedly, and walked straight to the cold old man, sat opposite the only stone table in the pavilion, and sat opposite the old man, looking at each other. And watching Wuxin walk all the way until he sat down, there was no one to stop him, and he seemed to be shocked by Wuxin's move, and he was stunned in place, because Wuxin's choice was beyond the expectations of all of them.

At this time, the old man with white hair standing behind the cold old man seemed to react, took two steps forward, and was about to speak, but was stopped by the cold old man reaching out his hand.

The cold old man put away the provocative smile, and seriously looked Wuxin in front of him up and down again, looking at the pitch-black cloak, and the fearless, stubborn pale face, he was suddenly full of curiosity about this young man who crossed the Qingyun Cliff alone and broke into here, he didn't know what made this seemingly young, but strong martial arts young man in front of him so confident and fearless.

"Who the hell are you?" the cold old man asked slowly, looking at the young man in front of him without a trace of fear, and staring at him.

Wuxin smiled and said lightly: "An ordinary person who asks for help, rashly intruding into your land, it is really helpless, there is no malice, and I ask my seniors to forgive me." "The attitude has turned 180 degrees, and it is estimated that not only the other people present, but even he himself will not be able to recover for a while.

The cold old man was stunned again, and the sudden change in his unintentional attitude surprised him again, and he was even a little overwhelmed. But he didn't think that the young man in front of him was afraid of the thousands of people behind him, because he couldn't see even a trace of fear on the young man's face, but he seemed more confident and his eyes were more determined.

"Then why are you here, and what help are you asking for?" the grim old man asked again, and very seriously. Maybe he really wanted to know what trouble this fearless teenager in front of him had encountered, and he dared to come here to ask for help, and it had been a long, long time since outsiders had come here, and no one could enter, but he had already heard his subordinates tell him how the young man in front of him had crossed the bottomless cliff, and mortals did not have the courage to live and die.

"For the sake of the world. Wuxin looked at the cold old man and said seriously, his eyes firm.

Listening to this arrogant remark, which seemed to be unashamed, the person who heard it might not be able to help laughing out loud at any time, but the cold old man frowned, and his expression suddenly became solemn, because he did not doubt the truth of this sentence at all. Maybe he couldn't help but laugh and curse a few words when others said this, but at the moment he didn't, and he really believed it, just because of the firm eyes of the young man in front of him without a trace of distraction.

"What's going on?" the cold old man asked with a frown, as if he had really begun to care about what was going on outside. Hearing his question, the old man standing behind him was stunned for a moment, and looked at him suspiciously, although he didn't say anything, but the expression on his face was extremely surprised. I probably didn't expect my master to believe the words of an intruder.

Wuxin paused, looked at the cold old man, and said lightly: "There are people in the court who want to seek power and usurp the throne." After saying this, he stared closely at the face of the old man opposite, wanting to see how the other party reacted.

Hearing Wuxin's words, not only the cold old man, but also the old man behind the cold old man, and the group of soldiers behind him who had never made any sound reacted at the same time.

I saw that the old man standing behind the cold old man stepped forward, stretched out his finger and pointed at Wuxin and said loudly: "Hugh is talking nonsense! How can you know such an important matter! Don't bewitch the people here!"

Unintentionally smiled, smiled disdainfully, looked up at the old man with an angry face, and said lightly: "It seems that the Qilin Army is no longer the original Qilin Army, probably because the life here is too comfortable, so that you have forgotten what your mission is." ”

Hearing Wuxin's words, the cold old man's eyes suddenly burst into light, and he said in a deep voice: "Shut up!" His face was gloomy, and he seemed to be angry, but he didn't know if it was because of the interruption of his subordinates or because of Wuxin's last words mentioning the Qilin Army.

I saw the cold old man look at Wuxin without blinking, calmed down his mood, and then asked word by word: "How did you know about the Qilin Army?" After speaking, his eyes were staring at Wuxin, waiting for Wuxin's answer.

Seeing the appearance of the cold old man, Wuxin finally put down the stone in his heart, he knew that the legendary Qilin Army really existed, and it was really found by himself.

The Qilin Army has always been a distant legend. It is said that it was originally formed by a group of children of the royal family, and after months of hard training as adults, they eventually formed a strong guard. Later, because the Son of Heaven was afraid of the threat of the surrounding countries, he deliberately hid this force, and named it the Qilin Army, which means secretly guarding the capital and protecting the Son of Heaven.

However, with the passage of time, people have gradually forgotten this army, which has never appeared since its establishment, and slowly became a legend, and the name of the Qilin Army has gradually been forgotten by people, and only a few people can vaguely remember this name. In this way, the Qilin Army was gradually forgotten by people, from a real existence to a legend, and then fewer and fewer people knew, until now, I don't know how many springs and autumns have been experienced.

This is Zhan Ying unintentionally mentioned, and I don't know how Zhan Ying knows this, maybe it's because he has been with the emperor for many years, but it's not important anymore, the important thing is that the Qilin Army really exists, and it has been guarding this Qingyun Mountain, and it is still so majestic and iron-blooded.

Wuxin looked at the cold old man, calmed down his slightly excited emotions, and said lightly: "It was a senior in the court who told Zaixia, and he asked Zai to look for you." Because the court is in trouble, I hope that my predecessors will help. ”

The cold old man frowned, stared at Wuxin carefully for a long time, as if to confirm whether what Wuxin said was true, his expression was a little solemn, and he seemed to have a trace of excitement. For he had waited for this moment for so long that he could not remember how many days and nights had passed, since he was a teenager.

"You are not from the imperial court, why did you risk death to come here?" the cold old man looked at Wuxin and asked, this was a question he had not solved, and until now he did not understand what made the young man in front of him so careless about life and death.

Wuxin listened to the cold old man's question, smiled, and said with a firm look in his eyes: "Not for anything else, just to return the peace of the world, and also to return my own peace, but also for the people who follow me and the people I care about, for the father who is under the Nine Springs but cares about the world." "He said it very sincerely, very seriously, and from the bottom of his heart.

The cold old man listened to Wuxin's words and nodded, his expression a little moved. It seemed that he suddenly remembered something, looked at Wuxin and asked, "The Qilin Talisman is here with you?"

Wuxin was stunned for a moment, shook his head, and said lightly: "It's still in the hands of the Son of Heaven, because we haven't really proved that someone wants to rebel, and we can't show it to the Son of Heaven." ”

The cold old man listened to the unintentional words, frowned, seemed to have a trace of disappointment, and was silent for a long time, as if he had struggled for a long time. Then, I saw him wave his big hand, and then I saw that the army of people slowly retreated, still without making a sound, the iron-blooded discipline, the iron-blooded soul, it was daunting.

After everyone had retreated, the cold old man began to interrogate Wuxin about why he claimed that someone wanted to rebel, so Wuxin began to tell how he uncovered the mystery little by little. The two of them sat in the gazebo for a long, long time......

The warm sun continues to shine on the earth and soothe restless hearts. But not everyone wanted to see such a warm sunshine, and they hoped that it would never appear, for there was a man who had said that he would come back before dawn, and that man had not appeared for a long time, and had not been heard from since.

Nangong Chu looked at Ruyi standing in the courtyard in a daze, and hesitated to know whether he should be comforted, because he didn't know what words to use to make her believe, and he had promised last night that he would definitely rush back before dawn, but the result was not, even he himself began to doubt, how to comfort others.

Ruyi looked at the empty courtyard door, expecting someone to come in from outside, but except for a catcher who delivered food, no one came in for a long time, especially the person she had been waiting for. She was about to despair, because not only did she not come back, but even Leng was gone.

A picture that she least wanted to happen kept appearing in her mind, and no matter how she drove it away, how she didn't think about it, that picture still kept flashing:

A young man dressed in black, struggling on the ground covered in blood, stretched out a pair of trembling hands, looked at her in despair with red eyes, and seemed to say something with his mouth open......