Namggyi City.

The moon is full, and there are no stars.

The snow has stopped, and the wind has stopped.

Inside the empty winning house.

A dim yellow tea lamp is like a bean, illuminating a three-foot radius.

And the wonderful son who was dressed in a thick ink costume won.

At this time, he was sitting in front of the Cangshi case.

In his hand, he kept playing with an ancient jade teacup.

With a smile on his lips and teeth, he lowered his eyebrows.

Looking at the stone case, it is displayed vertically and horizontally, black and white.

It was a review of the endgame with the demon son Liu Xiaofan that day.

The difference is that at this time, there is really an illusory projection of white pythons and black dragons fighting each other in the sky above the chessboard.

Obviously, there has been a fight for a long time.

But it didn't have time to tell the winner.

The black Jiao is below.

Covered in scales.

Reflecting a dull light like starry iron.

The huge Jiao head is high, swallowing clouds and spitting mist.

A pair of black eyes stared upwards in a daze.

Ready to go, the fierce flame is extremely strong.

In the sky, in the constantly tumbling clouds, a snow-white unicorn python is constantly spraying thick white clouds.

As the air mass continued to expand, the python's body occasionally showed a scale and a claw from the clouds.

Obviously, he is trying his best to stretch his body and gather momentum for the decisive blow that is coming.

Rumble!

In the air, there was a faint explosion sound.

Even the dark ink-colored pale jade case that has been visually measured to weigh more than a thousand catties.

At this time, the invisible coercion of the white python and the black Jiao cannot be suppressed.

Gradually, I trembled.

"Nonsense!"

As if scolding a naughty child, Miao Gongzi chuckled.

The sword pointed at the stone case, such as hitting gold and jade, and it roared loudly.

and ate a violent Mojia treasure 'Acting Stage'.

In an instant, settle down.

No more trembling for a minute.

Invisibly, even the phantom projected above was a little condensed.

The smile on the corner of Miao Gongzi's mouth was even stronger.

frowned, but it was not easy to notice a slight frown, looking at the white python and black Jiao in the plate that had already accumulated its momentum to the peak.

"Roar!"

The black Jiao was below, coiling its body into a huge disc.

Looking up at the sky, Jiao's mouth was wide open.

In the sky, the white python responded instantly.

The head of a python like a hill suddenly emerged from the clouds.

The green light on the horn on his head flashed, wrapped in nine days of thunder.

Straight, pounce on the black Jiao on the ground!

A muffled thunder rolled by.

Again, the sky is clear again.

"Childe!"

I don't know when, the slightly rickety old man appeared behind Ying Yan.

He stood bent down, with his white hair obediently attached to his face, and asked softly, "How?"

"Heh..."Miao Gongzi chuckled and shook his head.

Between the words, there is no fluctuation.

"Seven times of deduction, still defeated. ”

"Hmm!"

Mo Lao groaned slightly.

This 'performance platform' is the proud work of the previous generation of Momen Juzi.

You can rely on the luck of the two people to conjure up a variety of beast spirits.

or peace, or fighting.

Or, do not disturb each other.

In this way, it is used to determine the strength of friend and foe, and it has been tried and tested.

There was once a disciple in the sect who transformed into a cat and a mouse.

After three years, sure enough, the senior brothers turned against each other and fought to kill him.

Since then, no one in the door has doubts about this station.

"Even my unworthy future... ,Well, there's no chance of winning, that demon boy, it's really..."After being silent for a long time, Ying Yan seemed to think of something interesting, and chuckled: "Extraordinary mortal!"

"So, what the Xie family did this time..."Mo Lao sighed in his heart, not committal.

"Xie family?"

The corners of Ying's mouth are slightly upturned, outlining a trace of arc.

Raise your hand and place the jade cup lightly on the table.

Get up and walk to the window.

"You mean that old lady of the Xie family?"

"By the way, I heard that Mo Lao still had an entanglement with Old Taijun Xie when he was young?"

The old man's breath couldn't help but suffocate, and he glanced at the jade cup that had long been shattered into powder, but still maintained its intact shape.

I don't know, these old things...

How did it float into the ears of his son-in-law.

"Childe..."

"Hehe, don't be impatient..."

Seeing the old man who had always been serious, he showed a slightly twisted expression for the first time.

Miao Gongzi couldn't help but feel good.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's normal for young Mu Ai to be a person, don't care about Mo Lao!"

"Childe, let's get down to business first..."

The old man's eyes were full of love when he looked at Ying Yan.

I knew in my heart that Childe's move was to comfort himself in turn.

After all, both know it.

For Childe, what does it mean to be suppressed by others?

"Then Xie Ruozhi, I've seen it a few times..."

Ying Yan stood in front of the window, his voice was very soft, with a little indifference.

The old man nodded slightly, looking at the young man in front of him, his eyes couldn't help but heat.

This kind of temperament is the Qin Emperor who will stand at the top of ten thousand people in the future and command Kitakyushu!

"That Nizi has a delicate personality. Usually, even the Beijun Mansion rarely walks out..."Groaning slightly, Ying Yan exhaled a breath of turbidity, and said in a low voice: "Demon son, it's not like such an obscene person!"

Outside the window, the snow has stopped.

In the air, the cooler is stronger.

Out in one breath, the white mist is like splashing ink in a pool, winding and meandering.

Soft and soft spread out.

Eventually, it dissipated under the clear full moon.

"In this, there must be a misunderstanding, even if it is not intentional by the Xie family, there must be a pusher later!"

"Having said that, the old lady of the Xie family cultivated to the sky, and he entered the peak of the god king a hundred years ago..."

The last sentence is spoken, and the intention is already obvious.

If it is not framed by the Xie family, it is used by others.

Beijun Mansion, the hero of the Xie family's old lady did not let Xu Mei.

A hundred years ago, he was able to raise his hand to kill the North Sea Desolate Beast.

A hundred years later, the more decisions are made by her personally.

poop, the more suspicious.

Behind him, the old man looked at the moonlight outside the window and was silent.

......

"Hehe..."

Before the old man could answer, a chuckle sounded outside the courtyard.

The voice is clear and cold.

For a time, it was difficult to distinguish between male and female.

"Who?"

His eyes narrowed slightly, and he stood by the window.

The figure did not move, but Mo Lao had already drunk.

The figure flashed, and he stood in the courtyard.

"Don't ask!"

As soon as Mo Lao's figure landed, he felt his heart skip a beat.

In front of him, in the void.

It seems that there are countless masters in ambush.

Dao Dao's murderous gaze spread all over his body.

The old man had no doubts, as long as he showed a flaw.

The next moment, the attack...

It's a thunderous move!

"Old Momen, that's it!"

The voice rose out of nothingness, with a hint of teasing.

When I pay attention, I only feel that the voice of the person who speaks is moving from left to right, from front to back.

In this empty courtyard, it was impossible to catch half a trace of the outgas.

The old man was silent, and his white hair was flying.

In this way, it is naturally very human.

Cloudy eyes suddenly opened, and he raised his hand to grasp a Aoki cane.

The staff is four feet long, the dragon head is tiger foot, and the Mojia talisman is hung on it.

Faintly, there is a streamer overflowing.

This rod is dedicated to breaking the evil law and eliminating the demons!

"Buzz!"

The old man used his staff as a sword, and suddenly swung out a sharp sword aura.

In the courtyard, all around!

Like the wind and sword qi attacked, the feeling of being watched by countless eyes around the old man suddenly rolled water and snow, and disappeared.

"It is worthy of being a giant of Momen, and the casual action of the seniors will open the eyes of the younger generations. ”

This time, the voice finally stopped drifting.

The old man followed the voice, his pupils shrank slightly.

But I saw a purple-robed man sitting on the eaves of the side house at will.

Half leaning against the back of the corrugated, the figure is lazy.

"Who are you?"

Behind him, Win Death walked out slowly.

Standing with his hands in his hands, he looked at the purple-robed figure and smiled softly, "Since you are a guest in the mansion, why don't you have a drink with me?"

As he spoke, there was an extra white jade wine cup in his hand.

With a wave of his hand, the cup fell to the eaves as if it were a living thing.

The man didn't refuse, and laughed.

Raise your hand and grasp the rim of the cup and drink it all.

"Childe!"

The old man turned around, but saw that his son-in-law, who had slowly come out of the house, shook his head slightly, signaling that everything was okay.

"This wine, good!"

Smacking his lips, the man's sleeve robe waved, and the white jade wine cup slipped down.

appeared out of thin air, just in the face of victory and loss.

"Another drink?"

"Good!"

One man, standing in the middle of the courtyard.

One person, lying on the eaves.

Two people, just like this, have a drink with the moonlight.

By the moonlight, the man leaning against the eaves had his hair half-covered.

On his face, he was covered with a mask.

Half of the face that is not covered by hair is a mask, and the smile is peaceful!

"You're... Foolish Boy!"

Wait to see the iconic smiley face mask.

There was a hint of surprise in winning and losing.

"It's worthy of being a wonderful son, he hasn't left the house for three years, but even a little person like me knows it. ”

Seeing that his identity was revealed, he was not surprised at all.

Haha laughed and jumped off the eaves.

In the next second, he was already standing in front of him.

"Smack"!

The slender white palm is grasped out of thin air.

In the next second, there was an extra ink-colored folding fan in his hand.

Under the half mask, his eyes were as clear as water.

You Gongzi, one of the "Seven Sons" of Northern Qin.

is also the most mysterious one.

Even, it's a man or a woman.

Age geometry.

Exercises practiced.

Nobody knows.

The only thing I know is the grimace mask.

Half of it is like crying, like a rakshasa.

Half of it is like a smile, like a Buddha.

Meet the smiling face of the young man, and be safe.

Crying face...

All those who had seen half of their weeping faces could no longer speak.

In addition to the weird mask, Yu Gongzi also carries a strange folding fan with him.

Fan bones, fan surface material is special, all produced in the nine abyss.

In the daytime, it is so transparent that no one can see it.

And at night, they all exude faint fireflies, shining on the iconic smiling face mask of the young man.

It can really be described as a quiet son, ghostly.

Seriously, he deserves the title of "Yougongzi".

......

......

"Miao Gongzi is from a noble background but is willing to live here, why?"

Win House Teahouse.

The fragrant stove is like spring indoors.

You Gongzi is still the same as before.

The whole person, lazily lying on the couch.

Mask on the face and smile serenely.

Looking at this mysterious prince who has been told by the secular world in the Northern Regions.

Holding the teapot, Ying Yan couldn't help but have a headache.

is also the seventh prince of Northern Qin, except for the thousand-faced demon son, the one in front of him is the most elusive.

Once, I had wondered countless times where this person was sacred.

I have imagined a lot of scenes where the two meet.

Or, drink and talk.

Or, a life-and-death struggle.

Or even, they can't see each other, and they are wrong with each other.

I just didn't think that he or she would lie directly in front of him.

is so arrogant to occupy his own softness, smoke his own sandalwood, and drink his own tea......

"That, Yu Gongzi..."

hesitated for a moment, although I didn't know whether the person in front of me was a man or a woman.

can be called a son first, after all, it's right!

"What?"

It's still a lazy tone, and there is no consciousness of being a guest at all.

"I don't know why I came late at night?"

Putting down the teacup, Ying Yan asked seriously.

Since the rivers and lakes meet, there should be a number of rivers and lakes.

Although, Win himself forgot the last time he was so polite to others.

"Eh, you ask this!" I saw Yougongzi rolling up from his step, and even the smile on his mask came alive a lot, "I'm here to find someone!"

"Who?"

"A bastard with a thousand faces..."