Night, Baoding City.

Twilight Dongliu walked quietly in the snow, and there were only a few lights left in the fading thousands of lights at the moment, and when he looked at it, it seemed as if he was a person walking in the dark, and it seemed out of place with this world, or he was not from this world.

He also seemed to be used to it.

I don't know how long it took, but the consistent and resolute pace stopped.

Liuyunju.

This is an inn, and it is also an ordinary inn with a light.

In Twilight's eyes, it was indeed ordinary, but instead of staying in the store, he looked at a pair of grandchildren in the inn who were packing up their things.

The old man had white hair, his face was full of wind and frost, he was dressed in a very simple patch cloth coat, his face was wrinkled deeply, as if he had suffered a lot, and his thin left hand, which had been yellowed by the drought smoke, was pinning the newly extinguished dry tobacco pipe to his waist.

He is too old, and his rickety back seems to bear an indescribable weight, which is unbearable, but he has a pair of eyes that are different from his age, inconsistent with his body, cunning and very charming, and there is a depth that cannot be seen clearly.

Those scattered storytellers only knew that he was a storyteller, but they didn't know that he also had a name, the old man of Tianji.

And next to him is his granddaughter, who is sixteen or seventeen years old, with two big braids, looking sweet and lively, a pair of big eyes are even darker and shining, and when her eyes turn, it seems to be able to hook a man's soul.

As if sensing someone's gaze, the old man's hand, which had just been lowered from his waist, was immediately stunned.

At this moment, ordinary people didn't feel it, but Twilight Dongliu felt it, he only felt that when the old man's body was stunned, the square inch of the inn seemed to have turned into another world, and even the wind and snow seemed to disappear without a trace.

Twilight Dongliu's pupils shrank suddenly, it was undeniable that since he was born, he had seen such power for the first time, it was the ultimate that was different from the brilliant flying knife a few days ago, like a brilliant sun, which was terrifying.

It's a pity that this big day seems to be a little old, like the sunset in the west.

In the next second, everyone didn't seem to see that the old man's figure flickered, and he was already standing in front of Du Dongliu.

I saw him like a naughty boy, his eyes narrowed and he looked around in a circle.

By the time he saw Twilight's empty hands, his eyes suddenly contracted, revealing shock and disbelief.

"Where's your knife?"

He exclaimed.

"Still looking. ”

Twilight knew what he meant.

The old man of Tianji breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this.

"It won't be long before you can't hold him down. ”

Twilight said something strange.

When the old man Tianji heard this, his expression was strangely stunned.

"He has reached the realm of having no ring in his hand and a ring in his heart. ”

Twilight Dongliu said again, and then looked at the old man of Tianji, and there was a rare unbearability in his eyes.

His intolerance stems from the cruelty of time, even the once best master in the world cannot resist the invasion of time, which is fatal to anyone.

And if the person in front of him is not old, he is really the number one master in the world, and even if he is now, he is definitely not an opponent.

When the old man heard this, his eyes first showed a terrifying battle intent, but then it was short-lived and extinguished like a withered candle, replaced by helplessness and gloom and unwillingness.

"No wonder you came to me first. ”

The old man laughed at himself.

"The first thing I looked for was Xiao Li's flying knife. ”

Twilight shook her head.

"It's just that I feel like he's not at his best. ”

"And you. ”

Twilight Dongliu said this, and there was a hint of pity in his eyes.

"You haven't even found your knife, and you dare to look down on the old man so much. ”

Even if he is old, the old man of Tianji does not allow anyone to dare to despise himself so much, this is his pride, even if it is an old lion, he has to prove that his majesty is still there.

His eyes suddenly opened from half-squinting, and he really opened his eyes like a lion, and there was no one else around the two of them at this moment.

The terrifying aura instantly dispersed, and the snow spread out all over the sky.

"Would you believe me if I said I wouldn't use a knife until I found it?"

Twilight Dongliu didn't seem to feel the terrifying aura of the old man of Tianji.

Speak softly as if sighing.

In an instant, the overwhelming aura immediately dissipated without a trace, and the old man of Tianji seemed to have heard something terrifying, and his body was actually taken a few steps back.

"You...... You ......"

His tone trembled slightly, his eyes full of astonishment.

"I'm here to ask you about something. ”

Twilight Dongliu looked at the old man of Tianji, and the moment seemed to be old again, the eyes of ten years old were silent for a moment before he spoke.

"What?"

The old man of Tianji responded a little down, and he seemed to be another person before.

"Have you ever heard a poem or a sentence?"

Twilight asked.

"What?"

The old man asked rhetorically.

"Xiaolou listened to the spring rain all night. ”

Twilight Dongliu opened his mouth word by word.

As soon as this remark came out.

"What?"

The old man's face froze for a moment, then blurted out, and then changed in shock.

"Are you looking for it? Do you know whose knife it is?"

When he heard this, his expression remained unchanged.

"It's my knife, it's destined to be my knife. ”

He looked at the old man of Tianji, whose expression had changed greatly, and his face was calm, and the two seemed to be a stark contrast.

"Do you know what the consequences of this will be? It will be a martial arts catastrophe. ”

The old man looked excited.

"So what? Don't you think the current martial arts are too erosive? It's time for a purge. ”

Twilight seems unwavering.

"You know them? Then you should understand how terrible they are. ”

The old man of Tianji was first stunned by Twilight's reaction, and then full of nervousness.

"Demon Cult. ”

Twilight spat out two names, then looked at the sky as if to see the end.

The calm voice gave birth to an invisible and terrifying aura because of these two words.

"That's why I'm happy because it's terrible. ”

Twilight's voice changed slightly, it was trembling, not scared, but excited and excited.

"Do you know how many people will die because of your joy? It seems that I have to keep you with me today, old man. ”

Speaking of which, the old man of Tianji saw that Twilight Dongliu's expression remained unchanged, so he had already made a decision.

Just as he was about to make a move.

"Grandpa, why did you come out?"

A crisp and clean female voice suddenly broke in.

The old man of Tianji's momentum that had not yet risen dissipated instantly.

Twilight didn't say anything after seeing this, and then slowly turned to leave.

When the girl came to the old man, she saw only a blurry back in the snow.

"Grandpa, Xiaohong is so cold, what are you looking at if you don't go in yet?"

Sun Xiaohong's face wrinkled, with a look of unhappiness and doubt.

"Nothing. ”

The old man of Tianji looked at the direction in which his back disappeared and sighed secretly, then turned around and walked into the inn, his back hunched even more.

......

Outside the West Gate.

I don't know when a figure stood outside a dilapidated ancestral hall.

The ancestral hall looks as if it is deserted and old, with broken bricks and tiles, and the courtyard walls are overgrown with weeds and cobwebs.

There is also a hanging plaque on the boat, half of which has fallen off, swaying, and almost falling under the wind and snow.

"The Shen family ancestral hall. ”

The figure watched quietly, and the face reflected in the wind and snow was not Twilight.

Just as he was about to step into the room, he saw a dazzling cold light that had pierced through the night wind and snow coming from inside, straight to the twilight east flowing eyebrows, heart, and throat.

A fast sword, if the sword of a flying swordsman is not fast, then I am afraid that no one's sword in this world is fast enough, even if it has not yet reached the point of a real flying swordsman, I am afraid that the world is only a palm with such speed and edge.

Twilight Dongliu was also a little surprised, he knew that Ah Fei's sword was fast, but when he experienced it himself, it was a feeling.

This seems to be a sword that exists in pursuit of the ultimate speed, abandoning defense and turning it into an attack, perhaps for Ah Fei, speed is everything, speed is attack, and only one person can stand after the shot.

Twilight Dongliu tapped his toes, and the snow suddenly shook and dispersed, and his body retreated.

"With you now, break your sword, I only need one punch. ”

The sound of twilight flowing seemed to overpower the wind and snow.

The man who knew that the sword wielding in the darkness heard these words, and the sword light became even more violent and calm, and in a short breath, twenty-seven swords were actually struck, and the sword shadow almost shrouded the death hole around Du Dongliu's body.

"The real strong are those who dare to face their weakness and vulnerability, because only in this way will they want to be stronger. ”

But when the man took out the twenty-eighth sword, something changed, and the person who had been avoiding it in his eyes made a move.

"You, defeated. ”

I saw that the two people who had been moving and flashing were already standing there.

Ah Feina's indifferent face, which was somewhat similar to Twilight Dongliu, flashed with a hint of stubbornness, unwillingness, and disbelief.

Because, his sword was actually caught by two fingers, and it seemed to have a huge force of ten thousand catties without moving.

"You're not there yet. ”

Twilight slowly released his fingers as he spoke.

Ah Fei's eyes shrank suddenly, just because after the man's fingers left, there were actually some fine textures there, which were the textures of the skin on the man's fingers.

"You're here for the Golden Silk Armor too?"

His voice was cold, more like his countenance, with a hint of stubbornness and arrogance.

"It's not. ”

After Du Dongliu finished speaking, he walked slowly past him and walked into the ancestral hall.

Ah Fei's eyes showed a hint of doubt.

Then followed.

I saw the man walk to a corner and slowly take off his somewhat torn shirt.

At this moment, even Ah Fei couldn't help but be shocked, only to see that the man's naked upper body was actually full of scars, densely criss-crossed, with new injuries and old injuries.