"What's next?"

Fang Yan tidied up his clothes, and a few bright silver needles appeared out of thin air in his palm.

"You should know. ”

The young man grabbed Fang Yan's arm with one hand and took advantage of the momentum to stand up.

"You knew the girl was going to come along?"

The boy smiled and shook his head.

Fang Yan was a little surprised: "Still gambling?"

The young man raised his eyebrows slightly, and chuckled, "Not really. ”

"What if you don't wake up, or if I lose my sense of proportion?"

The boy stretched out his finger and pointed to the top of his head, pretending to be mysterious.

"Do your best, obey the destiny of heaven. ”

The tongues suddenly laughed, and the joy came from nowhere.

"A good one, do your best, obey the destiny of heaven. ”

Fang Yan sighed to himself, as if to evoke some old things, only to add to the sadness.

"Can you understand?"

He gently stroked the hilt of the sword at his waist, and his tone paused slightly, and his face showed an aftertaste.

"It's a pity that your kid was born a few years later, otherwise he wouldn't have escaped that guy's palm. ”

Song Ruhai nodded with a smile, and shook his head slowly.

"I don't seem to understand it. ”

The gray mouse frowned, and touched a figure standing beside him.

"I understand a little bit. ”

The young man smiled faintly: "Of course not." ”

"I'll just say it!"

The gray mouse rolled his eyes, turned around and picked up another martial arts disciple, and shouted at the young man.

"Stinky boy, just go home?"

"Master Qian has to get the field back this time. ”

The boy couldn't laugh or cry.

The gray mouse suddenly became interested, and rolled up his cuffs, revealing two thin and powerful arms.

"When will you do it?"

The gray mouse was stunned for a moment, and nodded subconsciously.

"How about going into town for a drink?"

The clear eyes swayed from side to side, and suddenly the words changed again.

"Brother Mouse, are you hungry?"

"The robbery was snatched away, so I can only let it be. ”

The boy pretended to be indifferent, and his behavior became more and more confusing to the gray mouse.

The gray mouse was confused and dazed.

"Don't want anything?"

"I'm a little hungry too. ”

Fang Yan said solemnly, and a few cooing sounds came from his belly at the right time.

"Brother Fang, it can't be that your brain has been broken, right?"

He paced small steps to Fang Yan's side and lowered his voice.

"There are some things that can't be said in a word. ”

The boy put one hand on the gray mouse's shoulder, and his voice was a little lowered.

The gray mouse stood in place, staring straight at the dialect, and then turned to look at the young man, looking like a ghost.

He really couldn't figure out what kind of medicine was sold in these two gourds, just as he couldn't guess why the dialect would capsize in the gutter and be planted on these few small hidden silver needles.

"Just eat and drink enough, and when you get there, you will naturally be indispensable. ”

The dialect interjected coldly, which seemed to have a deep meaning.

"It's okay to drink, but it's okay to ask for money. ”

The gray mouse grinned, clutching the rag pocket tied around his waist.

When they came, the cars and horses were connected, and there was laughter.

Now they are supported by three or two, and they are lifeless.

The boy raised his eyes to the sky, not knowing what he was thinking.

After resting about half a pillar of incense, the group drove lightly and walked on the road.

Life is full of ups and downs, and this is not the case.

Some laughed, some cried.

Looking at the withering mountains and forests on both sides, I can hear the autumn breeze in my ears.

The boy was a little stunned, and his mood was terrible.

The young man felt for a moment that the world is so big that all things are contending, but the white clouds and dogs are flashy and dreamy.

Strange scriptures and secret arts, Taoist immortals.

Some people come home with a load, some with nothing.

Some are standing on the peak, some are still on the road.

The thin figure walking on the bluestone road, like a catkins wanderer, moved with the wind, swaying, but always tough as a pine, unwilling to break his eyebrows and bend his head.

It's like the stubborn boy who walked out step by step from the depths of the wilderness.

How many people have seen and heard it, and how many people have attained immortality?

No one knows, let alone knows.

The boy is still the same boy.

Clothed with a sword, hidden inside, he plunged headlong into this bottomless river and lake, and there were a few waves that were not big or small.

It's just that now there is a group of people around me.

Companions are friends, and confidants are companions.

There are people on the bluestone road one after another, and there is no longer a dead silence.

Pedestrians and caravans, as well as caravans, could not help but stop and take a few glances at this dazzling red land, but they could not find any clues.

Suddenly, there was the sound of horses' hooves galloping in the distance.

Faintly several people turned over and dismounted, hurried towards the boy, and after talking a few words, the horse's head turned and galloped away.

There are not many people, scattered about two palms, but they are all different, exuding a different atmosphere from the inside out.

A young man in the middle of the school is holding a folding fan, with a handsome face, and he has the bearing and demeanor of everyone's children.

Soon after the boy left, there was movement in the mountains and forests on both sides.

A group of sneaky figures pushed aside the bushes and grass, looked left and right for a long time, until there was no longer half a figure as far as the eye could see, and then they were relieved to boldly walk out of the mountains and forests.

"Childe, I'm afraid things are even trickier than expected. ”

One of them bowed his head and whispered to the young man.

Every time he walked past the traces of a fight, the gloom on the young man's face would become a little worse.

Until he finally stopped, the palm of the hand holding the folding fan was soaked with sweat, revealing a little ink stain.

After a long silence, his eyes fell on the man of a similar age next to him.

"Brother Chu, what do you think?"

"I know. ”

The young man spoke lightly, and his eyebrows revealed a little anxiety.

"What is involved behind this young man's back is by no means something that a single rope can bear. ”

Or rather, a vast net for the fish to be caught. ”

"I don't know. ”

The young man surnamed Chu spread his hands, shook his head slightly, and cut the railroad to the point.

"The Liu family and the Xing family have been secretly prepared, so naturally there is no need for you and me to take action. ”

The rest of the people looked at each other and remembered it for a long time, and then they realized the key.

The young man with the fan pondered carefully for a moment, and suddenly his face changed, and he woke up like a dream: "Go back to the city!"

"Childe, where is the eldest lady?"

However, the man surnamed Chu stepped forward and said loudly: "The Liu family will never be so blatant because of their identity. ”

"Among the two groups of people who came to rob the road just now, except for the leader who was a guest of the Liu family, the rest were all fresh faces that they had never seen, and the Xing family must have made great efforts. ”

"Could it be that the Liu family is treacherous, and hereby set up today's situation?"

The young man with the fan closed his eyes and pondered, but did not reply.

Lin Gongzi must already have the answer in his heart. ”

The young man surnamed Chu paused, looking like he wanted to speak and stopped.

"As for why the old monster is here. ”

The young man with the folding fan opened his eyes suddenly, his eyes facing each other, and a little essence burst out.

"The Liu family wants to completely revitalize this dead game. ”

The young man surnamed Chu smiled and said nothing, as if he had expected it.