"Dad, what does he mean by that?" Duan Zixiong stepped forward and asked. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Duan Yifeng turned around and said very calmly: "He wants to compete with me on the Huangya List!"

"Fight it out......"

Duan Zixiong looked at Duan Yifeng, he didn't continue, because he found that a cold glint flashed in his father's eyes, and he knew that this head of the Chuang Gang faction, who looked like a scholar, must not be a simple character, otherwise he would not be so rampant.

Duan Yifeng straightened his face and said with concern: "Xiong'er, is your shoulder okay?"

When Duan Zixiong heard this, he couldn't help but show a touch of embarrassment on his face, after all, he was injured by a disciple of the Sagami faction, and he was a dignified young master of the Western Harrier Cold Ice Sect, such a role comparison still made him feel that he had lost his identity.

He then smiled bitterly and said, "Dad, it's okay, it's just ...... He was just bitten by a flying needle in his sleeve. ”

Seeing that his son said this matter so easily, Duan Yifeng said in a deep voice: "Xiong'er, don't underestimate this silver needle, if the opponent's internal strength is deep, and the needle is like rain, its penetrating power is a hundred times stronger than that of a strong crossbow. ”

Hearing this, Duan Zixiong couldn't help but widen his eyes, if he hadn't listened to his father's words, he really didn't know that this sleeve flying needle could kill people so weirdly.

"Your cold palm, the heat is still a lot worse, you have to study and practice more hard in the future, and you still don't cause trouble outside before that. ”

"Dad, I know!" Duan Zixiong bowed his head and said.

Seeing that Duan Zixiong's attitude softened, after all, it was his own son, Duan Yifeng didn't talk about him anymore, so he changed his words and said slowly: "Xiong'er, come here, Dad will help you take out the silver needle." ”

After speaking, he pulled back with his right palm, the Xuan Qi in his palm condensed, his wrist was placed back, and he pushed it forward, and then slapped it on the back shoulder of Duan Zixiong.

On the ground, his palm was three inches away from Duan Zixiong's back shoulder, and it stopped abruptly, and it didn't touch his back shoulder at all.

"Whoosh......"

A sharp sound sounded, and in an instant, two starlight rays roared out from his shoulders and pierced straight into the door beam of the inn.

Looking at this scene, Zhuo Yi's eyes widened, he really didn't expect that Duan Yifeng's martial arts had reached such a high level that he could actually take needles from the air. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never have believed that there was such a profound internal force in the world.

There was no fighting in the inn, and soon everything was calm again, and more and more guests entered the door, and the three of them sat down, and then they were drowned in the bustling crowd.

......

After a few days of rushing and rushing, Zhuo Yifan and Huya finally came to the location of the Huangya Bang competition - Weicheng three days in advance.

The maple leaves in front of the city have been slightly red, like the shy cheeks of a girl, and they have been deliberately dyed red by the setting sun, which makes people feel excited after watching it.

Red is the color that makes the blood pump, and it is common for women in brothels to dress in this color to arouse the interest of their customers.

The bright red maple leaves in the polder city bring about an effect like red clothes, which makes the people who come here blood gushing, energetic, and eager to try.

Polder is a small city, the walls made of earth and stone are not very high, under the baptism of wind and rain, they have long lost the smoothness and luster of the first construction, leaving only the vicissitudes of blue and gray.

The dense bricks and stones, abrupt in the mud walls, seem to be spikes on maces, and some of the bricks and stones are loose, falling to the ground, scattered at the base of the city wall, telling the endless desolation of the years.

The fallen stones were everywhere, the small ones left a pit of earth, and the large ones left a hollow, which was very eye-catching.

The breeze blew through the entrance of the cave, and the dust on the cave wall drifted out, and shadows mixed in the air, squinting at the eyes of passers-by, making people have to cover their noses and gagged their eyes.

Over time, pedestrians can withstand it, but the earthen wall can't withstand it, and the holes in the earthen wall become bigger and bigger.

Because it is located in a secluded place in the Central Plains, it is difficult for the war to spread, so no one has repaired it, which is why the earthen wall was built instead of the stone wall.

Standing in front of the city wall, although it is not early in the morning, the air is still fresh. But Zhuo Yifan didn't dare to suck the air wantonly, because there was dust flying in the air, which made the fresh air not deteriorate in nature, but it had already mutated in form.

Therefore, the fresh air has lost its fresh nature, which makes people unattainable, and they can't smell if they want to, and it is in the name of freshness.

The sunlight had already fallen on the city, and the dark gray walls had turned golden yellow, and immediately emitted a dazzling glass light. These yellow-orange-orange lumps are not gold nuggets, so no one cares about them, not that the people here don't love money.

It is early autumn, and there are still more than ten days before the Mid-Autumn Festival, but in order to welcome the festival, there are still many hawkers in the market who prepare the Mid-Autumn Festival food early, the most conspicuous of which is, of course, the must-have thing for the Mid-Autumn Festival - moon cakes.

And the street customers here have a cold light in their eyes, and they don't take it seriously, as if they are not preparing for a day like the Mid-Autumn Festival in their minds, maybe they don't think about reunion at all.

In addition to their rigid expressions and nervous expressions, the most heart-wrenching thing is their respective weapons, with sharp long swords, shiny broadswords, curved hook halberds, and almost all of the eighteen weapons, only what you haven't seen, and nothing that they don't have.

So many people from the rivers and lakes poured into this small city together, but it makes people feel like they are thorns in their backs all the time, and the grass and trees are all soldiers.

......

Zhuo Yifan and Huya walked into the city gate, there were no soldiers guarding the city gate, but there were eight people wearing black clothes and their heads were also wrapped in black hats, as if they were killers in the night, which was very mysterious.

Looking at their outfits, Zhuo Yifan and Huya walked while looking at them carefully, and they were very curious about dressing like this in broad daylight.

"Look, let's go!" suddenly a man in a black robe shouted at the curious two.

Hearing the cheers, Zhuo Yifan and Huya were suddenly startled, and they couldn't help but take a step back.

"Brother Yifan, let's go quickly!" Huya tugged at Zhuo Yifan's sleeve and said in fear: "These people look quite terrible!"

Seeing that they didn't show their true faces, Zhuo Yifan was very nervous like the little monk, he took a breath and secretly puffed up: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I don't believe they dare to do anything to us in broad daylight." ”

"Brother Yifan, it's hard to say! You see that they are dressed so differently, they must be very big, it's not easy to mess with, let's go in quickly!"

Zhuo Yifan raised his eyebrows, secretly thinking that what Huya said was very reasonable, and he could be in the middle of many rivers and lakes in broad daylight, not showing people with positive eyes, and he was still aggressive, he must not be an idle person. (To be continued.) )