I didn't think that the relationship between the Sunset Samurai and the Central Plains was extremely good.

"Don't talk nonsense, finish this vote, hurry back to Jiangnan, who wants to stay in the border wilderness and blow the northwest wind!"

Zhongyuan is a little white but has no good temper, his subordinates do not stop, a shovel turns over and whines strangely, only to see the afterimage, and after a while, there is a pile of dirt at his feet.

"Hey, a little brother, you are dancing with a shovel, domineering, domineering, with a little brother help, you will definitely be able to dig up the treasure today!"

The sunset warrior seemed to dig in a similar way, and his men quietly collected a few more strengths.

Of course, this can't be said that he is lazy, it's just that Zhongyuan is so "driven", he always can't live up to the enthusiasm of others.

"Ding!"

The two looked at each other, their eyes flashed together, and they flipped their hands, and the shovel danced so fast, even the afterimage was gone, and in less than a dozen breaths, a two-zhang square pit was cleared.

In the soil pit, the stone slab engraved with strange patterns is embedded in the ground, a wisp of inexplicable ghostly light flows, mysterious, mysterious, only to see the two people look surprised, the Central Plains can not help but take a step forward, then listen to a knock, the eyes rolled, the wood is like, planted down.

"A little brother, don't say that my brother doesn't take care of you, this future is dangerous, for the sake of a little brother, my brother can only reluctantly make it difficult, go to explore the road first!"

Behind the white body of the Central Plains, the sunset warrior raised his hands high, holding a shovel in his hands, his eyes flashed, and his expression was very serious, obviously, he was talking serious nonsense.

Just now, it was he who suddenly gave Zhongyuan a little white a blow to the back of the head, a shovel, and knocked Zhong Yuan Bai to the ground.

Finally, the sunset warrior still had a little conscience, afraid that this Central Plains was a little white on the road, and was trampled on, so he dragged him aside and hid it, and then walked to the center of the stone slab, and gently darkened his palm, and the ghostly light between the stone slabs flashed, faster and faster, and in an instant, he saw a ghostly light rising into the sky, breaking through the cave, and shooting out.

"Brother Sunset, don't say brother, I have no righteousness, I don't want to help you, the future is unpredictable, brother, I'm also afraid, only you...... Let's go, I'll follow!"

When the pillar of light was extinguished, the Central Plains got up slowly, and with a shake, his body turned into a blurry white shadow, and the electric switch left.

Only before he left half a pillar of incense, he heard a gust of wind, and then, several martial arts masters fell, among which two were the most special: one was a strong body, with a white beard, but only one arm;

"Someone's coming, two people!"

The voice of the giant hero in Guanzhong is calm, sonorous, like gold and iron, with a different rhythm, just one glance, and the things that happened are restored.

"But I don't know, old friends are leaving?"

The old knife of the broken soul is the old god, with a smile on his face, and the folds are squeezed brightly, like the old man next door, the giant man in Guanzhong glanced at him meaningfully, and said in a deep voice: "Why don't you go, Ah Er, go in with the master!"

After that, a man with a body like an iron tower walked out, stepped into the middle of the stone slab with the giant hero in Guanzhong, and saw the ghostly light rushing, rolling the two of them together and disappearing without a trace.

However, the light was a little dimmer than before.

"yes?"

Xiao Tong pulled the old knife of soul breaking without a trace, but the old knife shook his head and said with a smile: "Don't worry, don't worry, wait for a few uncles to leave first, and then we'll go." ”

"Senior Gao Yi!"

The remaining few good hands in the rivers and lakes were overjoyed, even running and worshipping, and stepped into the stone slab without being busy, and the gloom flashed again, but there was a white light across the sky, and the gloom stopped abruptly, and in the same place, there were a few more corpses that were broken at the waist, and they were gradually swallowed up by the slate.

The old knife unhurriedly rolled up his sleeves, put away a broken knife, and then pulled up the little boy and walked towards the stone slab, while walking, he instructed: "This walking in the rivers and lakes, you can't leave your back to others, otherwise, just like these foolish worms, you don't know why when you die?"

"Uh-huh, yes, people remember, yes!"

The ghostly light flickered, and the old and the young broke through the sky, but the light became more and more dim.

It is only said that when the gloom of the barren mountain stone cave rises, even if it is more than ten miles away, it can be seen clearly in Yinchuan Town.

Near the General's Pavilion, I heard more than a dozen whispered exclamations, all the good hands could not hide their figures, the wind walked, the cloud legs, the ladder cloud kicks, each showed what they had learned, hula, and went together, bluffing a tiger look surprised, but I didn't know that there were so many people hiding around them.

In the General's Pavilion, the two women suddenly frowned, their silver teeth clenched, but Chun Thirty Niang smiled and said, "Aren't the two sisters in a hurry?"

"What's there to worry about, it's just a dead conscience, it's good to die, it's a harm to the province!" Murong Cai pretended not to care about turning his head and putting a bun of hair that fell down.

"The men in this world have no conscience, you and my sisters are both fallen people at the end of the world, but my sister is willing to give up that person, and people are reluctant to let him die!"

In the spring thirty years, my eyes were tearful, I saw pity, as if I was embarrassed, I lowered my head slightly, and before the words fell, her figure turned into more than a dozen bright red peach blossoms, flying away without a trace.

"Su someone, you still haven't come out yet?"

Only Yelu Feiyan and Murong Cai had a frowning and cold expression, and at the end of the ancient street, there was a white-haired man with a sword walking slowly, with the light and dust, and his demeanor was extremely detached, and in a trance, he seemed to be one with this heaven and earth, and the two women were stunned.

Murong Cai's "hatred" was overwhelming, and he pretended to be yin and yang and said, "Oh, our Uncle Su is willing to come out to meet?"

"Cai'er has grown up!"

Su Yu walked up to the two of them, stretched out his palm, and rubbed her hair dotingly, his eyes were gentle, with that peaceful aura.

Murong Cai's eyes were slightly red, and he wanted to push his palm away, but after all, he leaned forward with his head, his eyes were moist, but he burst into tears and smiled, and was blessed: "I've seen the teacher!"

Teacher?

Only this white-haired Su Yu is a teacher, so Su Qi'er is not?

Strictly speaking, that's true!

It is said that back then, Su Yu was divided into three parts, divided the essence and spirit, and turned into three incarnations to walk the heavens.

The three incarnations are a trinity, and at the same time represent the past, present, and future, are leaves, flowers, and fruits: Zhang Xiaosu is transformed by the true spirit, is the only one, represents the present, and is a flower; Su Qi'er cuts off the past and bravely enters the realm, representing the future, and is the fruit; only, this white-haired Su Yu inherits Su Yu's name, which represents the past and is a leaf.

Past, present, future, trinity, flowers are not flowers, leaves are not leaves, fruits are not fruits, I am not me, and therefore, the personalities of the three people are different, as if they are independent individuals.

From this point of view, among the three incarnations, only the white-haired Su Yu can indeed be regarded as Murong Cai's teacher.

Because of this, Su Qi'er killed and didn't admit that Su was in debt, and avoided the second daughter, hid and hid, in his original words, although they are one person, they are not one person!

"The girl is smiling!"

Only then did he settle Murong Cai, Su Yu turned around and bowed, and saw Yelu Feiyan again, Yelu Feiyan's eyes were also a little red, her cheeks were red, but she smiled: "It's certain to see a smile, but I don't know, how is the senior brother going to compensate us?"

Her temperament is still heroic, neat and straightforward, she has something to say, and she still likes to blush, just like when the two first met.

Su Yu also responded with a smile: "Why don't you go this way with the girl, can it be regarded as reparation?"

"No, no, it's not okay once, it's too cheap for you, you have to accompany this girl for a hundred times to make amends!"

Yelu Feiyan got up coquettishly, tugged at Su Yu's sleeve, and asked him to give a promise, but Murong Cai coaxed him, pestering him, and refused him to leave.

The two of them fluttered their wings and flew up and down like butterflies in flowers, so happy that they forgot for a moment that they wished they had "died" him!

But the tigers on the side were so shocked that their eyes were about to fall, and they secretly exclaimed: "The Central Plains is a legend of the rivers and lakes, and it is really the belief and pursuit of my generation!"

......

"Fairies, monsters, thank you!"

The woman had ringtones tied around her wrists, dimples on her cheeks, and big eyes that seemed to be able to speak, shining with a playful light.

The Sunset Samurai couldn't help but be helpless!

Although, he knew that he was "sometimes" out of tune, but he didn't expect to meet a woman who was even more out of tune than him!

"Shouldn't the girl care about your back compared to this?"

The sunset warrior bared his teeth, gasped for air, shivered with his index finger, and retreated more than ten zhang between words, still feeling unsafe, and with a snort, he pierced behind a stone, leaving only a slightly trembling hip, and he stammered back: "Aunt, girl, if you fight, don't say you know me!"

Just behind the woman, but there are colorful clouds gathering, clusters, like rice cakes, surging forward, above the flowing clouds, is a strange shape of gods and demons standing on the head of the clouds, the body is majestic, the spirit is pressing.

The reason why it is said to be strange and strange, rather than being described by words such as majestic and majestic, is that those gods and demons all look strange, or have green faces and fangs, or three eyes like a rectangular shape, or eight arms on all sides, among which there are countless people who wear hair and horns.

If not, the flowing clouds under the feet of the gods and demons are indeed bursting with divine light, giving people a sense of grandeur and brilliance, and I am afraid that these gods and demons are monsters.

In the words of the sunset samurai, this god and demon don't look like good people no matter how you look at it, and the sunset samurai who prides himself on being a good person is ashamed to be in their company!

Naturally, it's better to hide!

Of course, such words of greed for life and fear of death cannot be said, and men's affairs should not be described as greedy for life and fear of death, but it is just a normal strategic transfer, leaving it for a useful body and then trying to follow.

"Poof!"

Seeing the timidity of the sunset warrior, the woman couldn't help laughing, snorted, laughed out loud, and in the sky, colorful clouds gathered, and a rumbling roar came: "Zixia, just grab it!"