The air is sinking and the clouds are condensing, which is a precursor to the closing of the moon.

Life is getting colder, and here I go straight to the maple forest for hundreds of miles, and with the evening breeze, I gradually restrain the cold light.

Just above the main hall of Pure Yang, the two of them groaned while the moon sank...

Eight hundred miles away, the north gate of Chang'an City.

The rushing river constantly laps against the stone walls of the moats on both sides. The waves rolled and fluttered with the mud and rocks brought up by the river embankment. In the dark night, even if there is a fire, it is difficult to distinguish which are stones and which are rivers, and it is turbid. On the city river, the iron and wood city bridge ten zhang wide and one hundred zhang long spans both banks. Two waist-thick iron cables, connecting one end of the city bridge and the top of the city wall, the cold smell of pig iron, emotionless but very majestic.

The cold light is cold, and the life is solemn.

The moonlight is shining, inside and outside Chang'an.

In the past, there were few people at the north pass of the prosperous city.

At least, there are very few people on this solid bridge. One north and one south, one station and one line, as few as two people. Those who travel south and north are a majestic body, facing the blazing torches on the city wall, reflecting a huge lion-like shadow. He is gradually stepping out of the majestic city gate that has stood for thousands of years...

"Da~"

merely

Tonight's clouds will close the moon, and the shadows of the earth will become lions. But the cover-up of these two can't stop the ruffian aura leaking out of this person's face at this time. The withered grass on his mouth was replaced by him with a new branch at some point. His eyes were playful, the corners of his mouth turned up, and a tacit joke leaked out. Looking, standing alone at the other end of the city wall...

There are people.

The person on the other end is not very tall, but he is very blessed. is the same age as Xia Yuan, also forty or fifty. With a round face and big ears, big eyes and thick lips, a slightly chubby body, and a bright yellow brocade robe that touches the ground. But, no matter how you look at it, he doesn't look like a man in the rivers and lakes. However, the aura oozing from his body was somewhat similar to the Jin Buchang of Yueyang City. It's all a merchant with silver and gold mixed together.

His lips grinned, and he smiled heartily.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time. ”

“......”

"That's right... Last night, I passed by Longmen and ate a lot of wine and meat. As a result, as soon as I arrived at Balcony Mountain, I couldn't help but pause, so I delayed a little time. ”

"Hehe, the wine shop in Longmenfang is still open?"

"It's open, the business is much lighter, and the taste of drinking and eating meat hasn't changed, but there is no girl waiting, and there is no taste when eating..."

“......”

Xia Yuan is Xia Yuan, he can vent his anger just by opening his mouth, which makes people cry and laugh. In such a night full of anxiety, it is possible to talk about serious topics so without a bottom line. In the whole world, it is estimated that he is the only one who can be so indulgent.

"Can you be serious?" said the man.

"Cut, grandpa is already very serious. If you weren't in a hurry, maybe Grandpa would have to go to your restaurant for a night and be happy. Xia Yuan walked with a ruffian, raised a small bamboo branch, and said angrily.

"I'm really convinced of you, at this age, you're still such a ruffian. ”

"Grandpa, I'm just in a good mood, what's wrong?"

"No, let's go, I'm in a hurry. ”

One person walks, one person waits.

The atmosphere was weird.

If it is said that the day before yesterday, the encounter between Xia Yuan and Hong Potian was a rivalry. The encounter between the two here is a spring breeze. It's not at all, the dull air that should be there tonight seems so casual and natural.

"The wind and snow in Beimang are that much, right?"

"Isn't it? ”

"Then why don't you beat that kid enough to get through?"

After crossing the bridge, Xia Yuan hooked the man's shoulder. And the person who was waiting did not break free, so he turned around and walked side by side with him. It was just two old friends who had already made an appointment to travel far away, and everything had already been arranged.

"You said it lightly, but if you didn't scare you, you beat him..."

"If it were me, I would definitely beat him up in the face before I stopped. I can't see the way he looks like he's putting on a score all day long..."

"Then I'll go with you a little bit next time..."

"Pull it down, I'm kidding..."

"Sasha..."

"Sasha..."

The mud and stone road, the sound of grass.

Just as the two of them were walking away, there was a sudden movement in the depths of the grass on both sides of the road...

It was a person, a many, many figures, following the footsteps of the two of them, kicking sharply. The sound of grinding and shading, accompanied by the restless wild grass, continued, all the way to the nearest mile. These people don't seem to have malicious intent...

Glancing around slightly, Xia Yuan shook the small branch on his mouth: "Tonight, how many claws did you bring here?"

The man first grinned, then gave a thumbs up, and replied arrogantly: "Ten thousand!"

"Damn..."

Xia Yuan scolded: "Ten thousand, you are embarrassed to say so arrogant? You are a grandfather, I am a beggar!"

"Tsk... Are you in the water?"

The man suddenly lost his anger: "This is Kyoto, not your mountain, if you want more, you will have to rebel!"

"Da..."

After saying that, Xia Yuan immediately stopped when he heard this.

Then, he slowly turned his head and looked at the man like a fool, and said, "If you want grandpa and I to explain it inside, are you responsible for digging a pit and burying me?"

"Da..."

"Salsa Sha..."

Seeing Xia Yuan stop, the people who were traveling with him also stopped. The barren forests on all sides were silent in an instant.

"Look at you bear-like. I really don't know, Hong Potian's million little snakes, why didn't they scare you into peeing your pants..."

As he spoke, the man raised his head slightly, and pointed his outstretched thumb in the direction of the Taoist temple to the north.

"There are only eight small shrimps in it, you shoot them to death, just run. ”

"Oh, it's just eight. ”

The steps he had stopped took back and continued along the official road.

"Sasha..."The former walked, and the latter followed. The surrounding barren grass was restless again...

"What about the others?" Xia Yuan asked as he walked.

"Nah..."

The man pointed to the three mountains in the far north and said, "On the left is the team of 20,000 Imperial Forest Army, the little lady on a cold and rainy night. On the right is the person of the 20,000 Zhenwu and the old leader of the sky. This true martial arts is leveling the royal forest. For the rest, even if I don't come, can't you just blow those shrimp away with a sneeze?"

"The Four Holy Forbidden Army didn't come?" Xia Yuan was a little surprised.

The man spread his hands: "Didn't come." ”

I don't know if I felt uneasy in Xia Yuan's heart, but after the man finished speaking, he patted Xia Yuan's shoulder encouragingly, and then said, "Don't worry." My old man was watching from upstairs. Besides, since the master of Zhenwu has made a move, according to her personality, she will definitely not stand idly by. As long as the time comes, don't overdo it, I think the one in the Tower of Babel, it won't be, I'll sacrifice your life to the flag now.

Why are these things, in the eyes of them, just little children, who will take care of us?"

"My village chief told me the same thing. ”

"Now that the hermit master has been counted, are you still afraid of a ball?"

“......”

odd

Things are getting a little strange at this point.

This strangeness originated from the moment the two met here, and it continued to sublimate. Sublimation to the present, it is getting stranger and stranger.

I think that day, Xia Yuan was in the North Mangxiong Pass, with a pair of millions, he was so proud and ambitious. And at this moment, when the two met, every conversation they said reflected that Xia Yuan didn't seem to have much confidence in his heart.

"I'm not afraid of the one in the tower. What I'm afraid of is that he won't make a move. ”

"What do you want to do?"

"Kill. ”

“......”

The evening breeze is bleak, and the barren grass is shasher.

The dark clouds passed through the bright moon, gradually dispersed, and the night was getting deeper...

The tiger from the north slowed down a lot after breaking through thousands of miles of wind and dust and rushing all the way to the north gate of Kyoto. It seems to be waiting for something, and it seems to be brewing something.

All in all, it is to make the people here wait for a long time.

But, just wait, even if it takes a little longer. I think that the people who have to wait and those who want to wait will inevitably continue to wait, waiting for a result...

Without it, it's just that tonight is destined to be extraordinary.

No matter whether this tiger from the north kills people tonight, or whether he lives or dies, or whether he even walks or not, he can't get out. Then the result he finally leads will definitely shock the 70 million miles of rivers and lakes and the court of the Tang Dynasty, a stormy wave, and the wind and clouds will change.

Because, everyone is curious...

Curious, that game that has stopped for twenty years. What kind of appearance will evolve after the veil is lifted here? And in what posture will it be reopened and recorded in the history of the Tang Dynasty...

Therefore, there are many people who want to witness this imminent history. It can be said that in this whole world, except for the people at the bottom, the eyes and thoughts of all the remaining insiders have been gathered in this most noble city in the Tang Dynasty.

Silently waited.

Sha...

The cold light meets the moonlight, and the fangs are restrained.

Hundreds of miles of maple forest, the mountains on three sides condensed countless eyes, staring at the official road, the two figures that seemed to be slow, but were actually as fast as the wind. And around the figures, the branches and leaves of the maple forest sway, and the leaves fall from time to time. Last year's dead leaves have not yet become soil, and there is still a thick layer on the ground, blowing with the wind and fluttering all over the sky. With Sasha's restless wild grass, it is like the accompaniment before the opening of the big play...

Low, turbulent, and exciting.

"Bang..."

The sound of iron cables.

Inside the Pure Yang Dojo, on the eaves of the majestic main hall. The sturdy black-clothed Taoist slowly untied the iron rope that bound the sword on his chest.

The design between the rope is very exquisite, it is made of multiple buckles, which are interlocked, and can be easily untied by simply pinching one of the corners with two fingers. When all the iron cables were untied, the Taoist slowly took the huge heavy sword on his back into his hand and carried it on his shoulder.

"You're going to make a move?"

"It's not..."

Closing his eyes slightly, the Taoist's expression was very indifferent, making people unable to see through his thoughts at the moment: "I'm waiting for you to make a move." ”

"Hmm. ”

Outside the dojo, the wind and grass and the footsteps of the two afterimages are getting closer and closer.

The female soldier will gently lift the barrel of the gun, the gun spike is windless, raise a section of red silk, and say coldly: "I hope he comes tonight with his brain." ”

"He never had a brain. The Taoist said.

"Seeming to be. ”

"You know him well?"

"Nope. ”

The words are absolutely cold, without thinking twice.

This female general should be no stranger to that ruffian.

Maybe not many people know how many cities are hidden under that ruffian skin. However, those who are familiar with this ruffian will never treat him as a fool, but will treat him as a little monster. And those who treat him as fools have long been buried in the wilderness by him.

The other side.

call

wilderness

People come, and the wind passes.

Hundred miles of maple forest to the end.

The barren grass is gone, and the cold light becomes a forest.

The whole world, at this moment. Finally there was a complete silence. The dark clouds, which had just been blown away by the evening breeze, gathered again on the edge of the lunar moon. As long as there is a breeze dancing again, you can have another dark cloud covering the moon and burying all the bright light of heaven and earth.

The main entrance of the Pure Yang Taoist Temple, the huge mahogany door panel, was slowly opened with a piercing friction sound. The majestic figure then walked in from outside the door.

There is only one person.

The other man, who had accompanied him on the way, was left alone outside the gate, waiting... He couldn't get in. At least he can't go in until something happens tonight.

"Da-da..."

Inside the Taoist temple.

The majestic body, carrying a huge package, swayed the grass branches on its mouth. Step by step, slowly walk up the stone steps that connect the passage field. The ruffian's figure-eight steps, walking heavily, seemingly lazy, but steady step by step.

With each step, the drama of the night gradually begins...

The horn is about to appear.

"Sha..."