Two hours later.

On the bustling streets, no one noticed that one big and one small, one old and one young, two figures wearing cloaks rode out of the gate of the Beacon City, and no one The old man under the cloak was the Great Wei God General sitting in this Beacon City.

"Grandpa Yan, do you think there is hope for my injuries?"

On the official road outside the Beacon City, a young man on a horse and wearing a black cloak turned his head to the old man who was also wearing a cloak on the side. He asked aloud that his future fate was at stake. Even though he was ready for a dull life, his heart was still in a state of extreme tension.

"Well, I'm a little sure, otherwise, I wouldn't have taken you to Cangyun personally. ”

The old man's voice could not hear joy or sorrow. The black cloak blocked Wei Shisan's vision, and he couldn't see the expression on the old man's face.

As the two of them walked farther and farther away, the pedestrians on the official road gradually became scarce, the trees along the road were luxuriant, and the Beacon City behind them turned into a black dot in Wei Shisan's gaze, and finally disappeared from his sight.

"Zhen'er said, you met a group of strange black-robed people in Youyun Ridge, right?" The old man who took off his cloak was still the Great Wei God General who held 100,000 elite soldiers, and his back was round and straight like a green pine that was pressed by heavy snow and did not bend his waist. He looked at the young man next to him with blazing eyes, and he wanted to get the answer he wanted to hear from the young man's mouth.

"It's a very strange group of people, all dressed in black robes, and they exude a very uncomfortable atmosphere. The young man frowned, trying to recall the events of that night in Youyunling, and the black-robed man that night.

As he thought, he said, "Every black-robed man has a strange weapon in his hand, including a harp, a lute, a flute, and a drum. ”

The old man listened to the young man's words, and his knife-like white brow furrowed deeper and deeper, and finally squeezed tightly into a small mountain in the center of his eyebrows.

Wei 13 didn't notice the old man's expression, "It seems that one of the black-robed people is saying something about the Lord and the Holy Son." ”

"Have you ever seen the faces of those black-robed men?" the old man's gaze looked straight at the road in the distance.

"It's ugly, half of it is rotten, the other half is oozing black smoke, and I didn't notice the rest at the time. As he spoke, Wei Shisan's face turned red, not that he didn't pay attention, but that he didn't look at it anymore when he was scared, and turned his head to the side.

After a long time, Wei Shisan didn't hear the old man speak again, and felt strange in his heart, he secretly glanced at the old man, and found that the old man's face had changed.

The coercion on the old man's body made Wei Shisan dare not gasp, he couldn't guess what the old man was thinking about at the moment.

The two of them rode their horses for a long time, and the old man suddenly pulled the reins and slowed down, and Wei Shisan naturally slowed down as well.

This old Great Wei God stared at Wei Shisan with complicated eyes for a long time before he sighed, "There's news, I think you should want to know." ”

Wei 13 was stunned, "What news?"

"News about your master!"

One sentence is like a thunderbolt.

Wei Shisan looked at the old man's gaze, and felt a little uneasy in his heart, and the pores around his body became restless. He asked eagerly, "What's wrong with my master?"

"There is a spy report in Chang'an, half a month ago, that is, the days before and after you passed through Youyunling, your master went to Jiangdi alone, and there has been no news since then. ”

Wei Shisan, who was on horseback, was struck by lightning, and his face turned pale with a bang. The four words "no news" are tantamount to a bolt from the blue to him, and he naturally knows what no news means, and Lao Dao may have encountered an accident.

He never thought that a big man like Lao Dao would have an accident one day, and that day would come so quickly that he was caught off guard.

"How could my master go to Jiangdi, how could he?" the young man's hoarse voice trembled, almost in a low voice. He struggled to control his emotions, his eyes blood-red with rage, and cobwebs of blood covered his eyeballs.

The old man stared at the boy for a long time, not knowing how to answer the boy's question. Even he couldn't believe that something would happen to that kind of person, but he knew that the news from the Chang'an spies came from the Great Wei Palace.

The whole continent seems to be calm on the surface, but secretly it is actually turbulent. The friction between the Great Wei Dynasty and the Great Jiang Dynasty continued, and the contradictions were gradually intensifying. Once a war broke out between the two dynasties, it was bound to engulf the entire continent.

In addition to the war between the dynasties, there is also a mysterious force on the continent that has begun to emerge, and the strength of the mysterious organization alone has surpassed most of the forces on the continent just by exposing itself, and it is conceivable that this is a behemoth that is not inferior to one dynasty.

He sits on the side as a god, and his hands have not yet grown enough to reach into Chang'an. The news from the spies was naturally leaked by Emperor Wei, and Emperor Wei, who was very strong, naturally had his own purpose in leaking the news.

He even suspected that this was a game, a game that confused the situation in the world. He couldn't guess Emperor Wei's thoughts, just like the young man in front of him couldn't guess his thoughts. It was precisely because he couldn't guess Emperor Wei's thoughts that he was not sure about the truth of this matter.

The old man finally sighed and said so.

"This is the news from the Chang'an spies, I don't know the specific situation, Chang'an City is mixed, even the news from the palace is not necessarily true. ”

"If I'm well, I'll go to Chang'an. ”

"If I'm not good, I'll go to Chang'an. ”

Wei Shisan's dark eyes seemed to have a tiger leaping out, and he looked in a certain direction to the north, and he knew that there was a distant city over there.

That city has a name that everyone in the world knows, Chang'an.

The old god looked at the young man on horseback, and vaguely felt that this young man seemed to be a little different from Fang Cai, and he couldn't explain it.

It wasn't until sometime many years later that he suddenly realized that what he saw in the boy was determination, something that was rare in this boy in the world.

He began to understand a little why such a peerless figure would refuse the apprenticeship of countless geniuses, and instead accept such an ordinary young man as an apprentice.

He vaguely saw the shadow of the young man in front of him. The boy he didn't know what to do.

At this moment, he found out that Yan Zhen had also embarked on his daughter's old path. His gaze became complicated, and there were some things that even anyone couldn't stop.

In that case, it is better to let them go.

Children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren. He's been in charge for so long, and it's time to let them go on their own.