Zhuozhou, Yiyang City.

In the past, when people mentioned Yiyang City, they would unconsciously associate it with the children of those high-ranking officials and nobles, and at that time, Yiyang City was still a nursing home for these children and a vanity fair for fame, which had nothing to do with the word front.

Now it is different, at this moment, Yiyang has formed the last and strongest barrier of the Great Wei Dynasty with Langfu and Fengxin, firmly blocking the captives from attacking south. Not only that, because the Wind and Rain Pavilion had once again recruited righteous people from the rivers and lakes, it seemed that it had become a gathering place for many righteous soldiers. And the three words of wind and rain pavilion also spread all over the country under the momentum of Langfu's great victory.

I heard that the director of the Wind and Rain Pavilion was actually a beautiful woman, and suddenly provoked some blind Xiaoxiao who wanted to fight the Wind and Rain Pavilion, and even some guys still had the wonderful fantasy of reaping both people and money, but under the random plucking of Hua Feiyu, the Wind and Rain Pavilion did not move, and those who had ill intentions disappeared into the world one by one.

It's not that some long-famous masters of artistic conception came forward to take charge of the Wind and Rain Pavilion, but after Tang Xin, the master of Tianxiang Yuan, and Su Mengxiao, the ninth Qingyun sword master in the world, signed up, these guys suddenly died down one by one, and they didn't dare to make a mistake again.

Jokes, one is a rising star on the rivers and lakes, and the other is a sword god who has been famous for a long time, who dares to be presumptuous!

During this time, Uncle Chen can be said to have never been happy, under Qin Feng's bridge, he finally recognized a pair of daughters, recalling the scene when he hugged with the red-sleeved blue feather and burst into tears, Uncle Chen was suddenly relieved.

Now Uncle Chen has completely given up his past identity to join the Wind and Rain Pavilion, and has become a deacon of the Wind and Rain Pavilion under Qin Feng like the red-sleeved Blue Ling, who is in charge of the south gate of Yiyang City.

Although there is no war in the north for the time being, a large number of righteous people have left, but many people still choose to stay. You must know that none of these people in the rivers and lakes are good at stubble, and a quarrel may cause a big fight, and this south gate still needs to have a person of sufficient weight to be able to suppress it.

"Daddy, it's late today, I'm not hungry for you. ”

Lan Ling is the most lively, compared to the introverted red sleeves, she accepted the fact that Uncle Chen is her biological father earlier, these days Uncle Chen is guarding the south gate at noon, and Lan Ling delivers food to Uncle Chen.

"Lan Ling, Daddy wasn't hungry originally, but when he saw you coming, he was a little hungry, you said it's strange. Uncle Chen hurriedly stepped forward and took two steps. seems to want to make up for all the feelings owed to Red-Sleeved Blue Ling in the past few years, and he can be described as extremely loving to Red-Sleeved and Blue Ling. The same red-sleeved blue feather's response to him also made him overjoyed from morning to night during this time, and the gloomy posture in the Ximen family in the past was gone forever.

Uncle Chen was about to take the food from Lan Ling's hand, but suddenly frowned: "Daughter, you stand back, come when you go for your father."

After saying that, he went straight to the south gate, obviously

What is the situation found!

Outside the south gate, everyone got out of the way, just because of one person.

This person wears a white robe with a golden silk python pattern, the cuffs are painted with purple silk threads to depict three entwined peonies, the ice silk exquisite jade belt is tied around the waist, and a picture of flowers, birds, fish and insects is embroidered on it in a delicate way.

The most striking thing is that he wears a mask made of gold on his face, which is so beautiful that he can't see anything but a pair of eyes

His left hand was behind his back, and he wore a large jasper wrench on his thumb, on which a three-legged round tripod pattern was pinched out of gold wire. The right palm is facing upwards to hold up a delicate hand stove, the top cover is hollowed out and carved with intricate cloud patterns, and the curling green smoke slowly escapes from the hand stove to the surroundings, with a faint medicinal fragrance.

This medicinal fragrance is obviously carefully concocted, and the medicinal materials selected are all extremely bitter and cold, others feel that the qi and blood in the five internal qi seem to be stagnant when they take a sip of it, and their faces are suddenly pale, and the raw jin in their mouths is also bitter and abnormal, which is simply unbearable. This kind of measurement and medicinal compatibility is obviously not something that ordinary people can bear, but this man is like a spring breeze, either he has the ability to endure beyond ordinary people, or he has a behind-the-scenes cultivation that is difficult for ordinary people to achieve.

The middle-aged man approached the south gate step by step as if no one was around, and the moment he stepped into the south gate, his eyes that were originally unfocused focused were focused on his eyes for a moment!

Another man in a strong suit had been waiting here for a long time, and was clasping his fists at him, and said in a straight voice: "Uncle Chen in the Xiafeng and Rain Pavilion, I don't know why Your Excellency came to Yiyang City?"

Chen Bo is already a rare master of artistic conception, and if he can be so solemn, this middle-aged man's cultivation naturally does not need to be said!

Lan Ling reacted quickly, and many of the good players in the Wind and Rain Pavilion guarding all over the south gate also gathered together, and the south gate of Yiyang City suddenly became tense!

"Oh, this is the Wind and Rain Pavilion? It's interesting!" The middle-aged man's gaze at Uncle Chen was not touched in the slightest, as if a master of artistic conception like Uncle Chen couldn't get into his eyes at all: "I just want to find you, so I'll send it myself!"

"It's not good, my daughter retreats quickly!"

As soon as Uncle Chen's words fell, the middle-aged man was already in trouble, and the hand stove that was emitting green smoke was thrown vertically into the air by him, and the whole person disappeared in an instant, and he was already in front of Uncle Chen when he condensed!

So fast!

Uncle Chen knew that he had lost the opportunity, so he hurriedly pushed forward with both palms, and guarded the front of him tightly as if he were sealed, not giving the middle-aged man any chance to take advantage of.

But the middle-aged man smiled.

"People from Simon's house?"

The middle-aged man instantly saw through the exposure of this set of kung fu on Uncle Chen's body, and his figure turned into two, two into four, and immediately attacked Uncle Chen from four directions. As soon as he pointed out, sand and rocks flew away, and countless cyan vines were scattered

The vine was wrapped around Uncle Chen from the void, and in an instant, Uncle Chen's whole person was entangled.

Uncle Chen tried his best to urge Gu Zhenqi, but his own internal strength was suppressed by this vine and he couldn't burst out at all!

This cyan vine is the result of the condensation of true meaning, so it can suppress Uncle Chen!

The four figures of the middle-aged man merged into one, and his index finger pointed at the cyan vine, and the cyan vine quickly turned into a cloud of cyan mist, which did not dissipate, but instantly invaded Chen Bo's body, and for a while, Chen Bo's face was full of bruises, and he could no longer lift up half of his strength and fell to the ground!

From front to back, just a snap of his fingers, the middle-aged man held it up with one palm, just catching the falling hand stove, Tingting's curling green smoke was still floating as if no one was around, as if nothing had happened here.

"Daddy, how are you, Daddy!"

Lan Ling rushed over for the first time, and while helping Chen Bo up, the soft sword on his waist had already screamed out, and a wisp of sword light shot straight into the middle-aged man's face.

However, the middle-aged man didn't move well, this sword disintegrated automatically three feet in front of him, it was not that Lan Ling's skills were not good, but that the middle-aged man had already protected his body and emitted his qi three feet away, this kind of means could not be achieved without cultivating to the peak of profound artistic conception!

However, for Lan Ling's offense, the middle-aged man didn't take the first step to punish him, and the only eyes that showed flashed an interested look, and he put aside it for a long time before he said without a clue: "You call him Daddy?"

Lan Ling had already handed over Uncle Chen to his subordinates at this time, and seeing that this person was not in the posture of further persecution, Lan Ling clasped his fists with both hands and said: "Just now, the junior collided with the senior, but the senior did it without asking, do you also need to give me an explanation for the Wind and Rain Pavilion!"

"Okay, okay! The little girl at the beginning can now be so independent, I am very relieved. The person who came was moody, and he did it directly without saying a word just now, and then he retracted his original cold momentum in the blink of an eye and laughed heartily, so that Lan Ling couldn't figure out his door for a while.

Before Lan Ling could say anything, the middle-aged man wearing a golden mask suddenly looked back and shouted at a place outside the city: "Who is hiding his head and tail here, don't you really think that you can't see your form!"

The rolling waves roared away, and the people at the city gate were suddenly blown by the strong wind set off by the sound of the waves, and some people even sat directly on the ground, and they couldn't stand!

The sound of footsteps came slowly from behind everyone, and out of it was a silver-haired old man with kind eyebrows, two strands of silver hair on his sideburns hanging down to his waist, and his gray beard was gently twisted in his hand. The old man's long sleeves waved out casually, and a soft wind rose without roots, helping the people who were pushed down by the sound one by one, and no one was missed!

Between this break and stand, the revealed cultivation should have faintly suppressed this middle-aged man's head!