At this time, it was already night, and the night was hazy.

The shadow was still groping in the depths of the cave, he didn't know how long he had been gone, and he didn't want to know.

He's still energetic, as if he hasn't been gone long.

But he seemed to be in a corner of the cave, faintly sensing a trace of breath, but he found that there was no trace of people. Then he looked at the walls on either side.

The walls of the cave are made of stone on the left side and bricks on the right.

The shadow's eyes are as clear as a river, giving a very powerful sense of healing.

The shadow slowly closed his eyes, held his breath, his ears flashed a few times, listened carefully to the movement, and then slowly landed on one knee, leaning forward slightly, his right ear on the ground, listening carefully to the ground. Then he stood up and turned right.

He took out the black knife behind his back, the scabbard opened, and after making a "slippery" sound, the tip of the knife aimed at a crack in one of the moving bricks. The slit produced a purple light as the tip of the knife flowed. From left to right, stroke firmly.

Then the tip of the knife was aimed straight at the gap and stabbed hard. The wall tiles on that side shattered directly to the ground, as if someone had thrown a napkin on the ground, and it was disorganized.

Shadow retracted the black knife from its scabbard, put it back on his back, and ran straight in the direction of the shattered bricks.

The shadow ran and ran, directly from the mountain road to a deep mountain forest.

The shadow looked to the right, and a single-plank bridge connected to a wooden house on the opposite side.

The shadow did not go to the single-plank bridge, but took out the black knife behind his back again, kicked it directly with his feet, stretched out his hands outward, and then slammed a somersault in the air, and then the tip of the knife fell on the single-plank bridge, jumped up again, and did another somersault. Finally, it landed steadily on the opposite side of the single-plank bridge.

The kung fu of three times and five divisions by two, directly from one end of the single-plank bridge, directly came to the other end.

The shadow looked up at the plaque above the screen of the wooden door, the words on it were already covered with dust, and there were cobwebs as companions, which had long been blurred after decades of baptism. In addition, at night, it is not so bright, and the shadow can't see what words are on it at all.

With this beautiful night and a cool breeze blowing slightly, it gives this plaque a little more comfort and pleasure.

The shadow walked inside with a cautious step, and then he spotted an old man with a cane, a wrinkled face, and a white beard coming out of the hut.

The two looked at each other, their eyes were very sharp, and the girl next to the old man was sweeping the floor full of garbage and dust with a broom.

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"Fan Merchant. ”

"Shadows. ”

The two can be said to say each other's names in unison.

Merchant Fan was holding a cane and was slowly about to walk in front of the shadow, when the shadow pointed the tip of his knife at himself and was stunned.

"The old man just wants to fight with General Huai and the fisherman. Unfortunately, I'm already an old bone. Merchant Fan sighed.

"General Chang'an Huai. He's seen me before. However, at that time, I was in a coma, so I didn't see him before. The shadow's black knife swung around his wrist and was placed in the scabbard behind his back again.

"Chang'an City, but there is a bad omen. And I have long since given up business and lived in seclusion. Merchant Fan looked around and pointed his finger at everything around his wooden house. Then he pointed to his cane and sighed, "Look." You see. Am you right?"

"You are not living in seclusion, but you are worried that the dragon king will be resurrected and the world will be wiped out again, so you plan to use such a simple and dilapidated wooden house to cover yourself. Shadow said.

"You can understand it that way. Merchant Fan said happily.

"And what are you afraid of?" Shadow asked.

"I'm not afraid, I'm avoiding suspicion. Besides, I'm long since left the Demon Realm. Why? It is that he knows that there will be chaos in the demon world in the future, so he lives in seclusion in the rivers and lakes with the life of retirement. And the same is true of an old man in the land of the gods, wouldn't it be nice to have a fishing profession in the waters near the barbarian tribes of the Northland?" Fan Shang said, then picked up his cane and knocked on the shadow's body, "Look at you again." Cover yourself up with a black mask, a black cloak, black armor, and black gloves. There is a black ball on your body, you, the righteous son of the bull demon, actually betrayed the demon world with Boss Zhou. I am leaving in the open, and you are betraying and leaving. You say, "We two, who's afraid?"

The shadow glanced down at the crutch that was striking his body, and then grabbed the crutch with his right hand and grabbed it hard.

Merchant Fan was startled, and he also glanced at the crutches, looking up at the shadow, "What are you going to do?"

The shadow's hand struck forward hard, and Merchant Fan and his crutches instantly stepped back. Merchant Fan then put his feet back together, his whole body suspended in the air, and then a red and black fire appeared in his left hand, attracting the wooden table on the side and smashing it directly in the direction of the shadow.

The shadow eye was quick, but he still held on to the crutches, and like Fan Shang, his feet were raised back, and then his feet stepped on the wooden table that had just pounced on him, and then his feet moved quickly on the stool, as fast as if he were stepping on the spot.

The shadow then took a deep breath and kicked back, and the wooden table fell directly to the ground, and the wood was instantly shattered.

The girl who was cleaning also hurriedly entered the wooden house.

Shadow's left hand and Merchant Fan's right hand with a cane confronted each other. Then the other hands of both sides turned into a red vortex at the same time, and Merchant Fan attracted the stone table on the side, and the shadow attracted the stone bench on the side.

The stone table and the stone bench then collided in mid-air, and then fell to the ground at the same time.

Shadow grabbed the crutch down and let go.

"Alas!" Seeing this, Fan Shang hurriedly threw his cane on the ground, and then with a twist of his right wrist, a red air flow shot in the direction of the shadow that was still suspended in mid-air.

The shadow leans down, does a somersault, and then lands on the ground with its feet down.

"Shadows! I remember that I had been in seclusion for more than ten years, and now I am close to seventy. You can't expect me to be better, you just fought with me, alas, really, it's really troublesome. Merchant Fan frowned.

"If I don't fight, someone will fight you. The shadow replied.

"Who?" said Merchant Fan in confusion.

"General Huai. Shadow said.

"How do you know? he'll be coming later?" said Merchant Fan in surprise.

"The boss said. I was told just three and a half years ago. ”

Three and a half years later, he thought he was one of the five gods. Even for such a long time, he can budget? General Huai and I have not seen the fisherman for more than ten years. Besides, Mr. Run's kid can only meet what happens in the next half an hour. He can still know what ?.... will be in a few years," Merchant Fan laughed dryly, and said as if stunned and not stunned.

"The god lord of the land of the gods, Xue Weasel, and his master intercepted the ancestors, and watched the heavens at night. The shadow replied.

"Xue Weasel. The second generation of the Xiao family, ranked sixth, Xiao Weasel. Merchant Fan held his cane and said, "Three and a half years ago, the five gods came into the world and sealed the Dragon King. The dragon's head is placed on the sacred tree of Chang'an. Then why didn't they figure it out, three and a half years later, no... The Demon Realm is about to invade Chang'an City again. None of them knew that three and a half years later, there would still be such a catastrophe. Xue Weasel and Ancestor Intercept just rely on watching the sky at night, even if they come out? Xue Weasel's junior brother is extremely cold, and that guy doesn't have the ability to do this. ”

"Not necessarily. Boss Zhou once said that just before, the five gods had been to the location of the Chang'an Sacred Tree, and they must have come up with the best plan. ”

After hearing this, Merchant Fan's heart sank, and he still had a very confused expression.

"Timing. Maybe when the time comes, then the time will come. If you don't come, it's just a test for the world, and even the Four Realms. Shadow said.

"I'm still drinking tea, shaking fans, and playing chess in this deep mountain and old forest. I'm all old, and I'm about to die, so it's better to retire to the rivers and lakes, and try to be comfortable and pure. Merchant Fan said happily.

"When the time comes, you won't be able to escape. ”

The shadow's words instantly stopped Merchant Fan, who had turned away.

Fan Shang turned his head and said, "My old body is no longer important to this world. "After that, let's go.

"Sometimes, despair isn't absolute. Shadow said.

Merchant Fan turned around again and looked at the shadow, "When will you see those two people, let's talk about it." ”

"It's the same cold window when you are young, although everyone's birth already represents people, demons, and gods. But the general is still in charge of the ink cavalry, and he is not old.

Merchant Fan raised his eyebrows, pursed his lips, raised his eyebrows and smiled bitterly, "That's not it, they all have to face the catastrophe of annihilation?"

"That's better than you living in seclusion in the rivers and lakes, hiding in the deep mountains and old forests. ”

"It's not. You little hairy boy, what are you talking to an old man of mine? You just said you were going to fight with an old man like me. You say, a man in his twenties and a man with strong blood and strength fights with a seventy-year-old man, are you embarrassed?"

The shadow ignored it, sighed in his heart, and asked, "Merchant Fan." I'll ask you a foreign word. That powerful aura of the cave, it's yours, right?"

"Caves. Alas, no, I'm an old man," Merchant Fan pointed at himself with his finger, "It's good to be in the deep mountains and old forests, not leisure." I have nothing to do, what are I going to do in the cave? I am now thinking only about when I can look forward to the old man coming, I will be satisfied. ”

"Actually, it's not that you can't move, it's that you don't want to. You said that the fisherman is near the barbarian tribe. You can also go in person, why hope that they will come to you? Ang, by the way, it doesn't seem to be you, I'll go first. After listening to the fisherman's words, the shadow was shocked and said. Finally, return the way you came.

"Where to put it, what is this?" Merchant Fan sighed, turned to the girl in the wooden house and said coldly, "Girl, where is my wooden fan?"

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