Although there was still only a cloud of fog in the courtyard in front of this hall at this time, and there was no figure of the hidden dragon, the wind had an intuition that the hidden dragon was there, on the other side of the fog. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

So he coughed and smirked in that direction.

And in the courtyard, it was as silent as death, not as simple as not speaking just now, this time the silence of the hidden dragon was more like brewing before the storm.

The wind blew more violently, and the direction of the wind was also very chaotic, the east wind blew for a while, the west wind blew for a while, the mist was blown like boiling water, and a tiny cyclone was formed in the clearing, which rolled some fine dust on the ground into the air.

The wind was blowing but he didn't care how angry the hidden dragon was, as if he was sure that the hidden dragon would not kill him, so he just stood at the door of the temple with his hands down, doing nothing but smiling and coughing, just quietly watching the mist rolling in the wind.

Soon, the boiling mist stopped, returned to its previous loose state, and a sigh came, very soft, but the wind blew but was clearly heard, as if someone was sighing in his ear.

The mist, with this sigh, dissipated in that instant, leaving only a white undergarment on the ground.

"You kid, but you still have a lot of eyes, you punched me, and then took advantage of the situation to run away with light skills, and with your speed, you pulled out your underwear to cover me, this trick you use, is it called Jin Cicada?" The voice of the hidden dragon was calm and helpless.

Feng Yiyang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said with a smile: "Ahem, that's right, it's the golden cicada, so the magic footwork in the floating light small steps, why not just instantly return to this one." If I guessed correctly, you are the illusion of the Western Regions, and the fog is controlled by your mind, so no matter how fast I am, as long as I am not as fast as your eyes, I can't run, in other words, as long as I fool you, I can run out of this fog. ”

"You're right, you won. The hidden dragon said vicissitudes.

As soon as the Hidden Dragon's voice fell, the wind felt that the entire ground was trembling, and the blue sky, the red sun, and the Golden Temple all rotated in their sight, and there was a brief dizziness.

After the dizziness passed, when the wind lifted and I opened my eyes again, the world was no longer the same world as before.

At this moment, the sun is not hanging in the middle of the sky and shining golden like just now, but has just risen and hung halfway up the mountain.

At this moment, Gao Yong still fell to the ground, the same as just now.

At this moment, as soon as the wind lifted himself, he was already standing in the temple gate, standing with his hands in his hands, his underwear lying in the courtyard, and only a white coat on his body.

It's just that the Palace of Eternal Life at this moment is not empty, the palace maids and eunuchs are busy going in and out, but when they pass by the side of the wind, they will always take a curious look.

There were two guards standing in front of the door of the main hall, but the position where they were standing was several feet away from where the normal guards should be standing, slightly hunched back, and their eyes were full of awe when they looked at the wind.

This is the real Palace of Eternal Life in front of me, and the strange and uncoordinated world just now seems to be just a dream of the wind blowing.

But the unconscious Gao Yong and the clothes lying on the ground are all true, Feng Yiyang stood in front of the door of the main hall, looked around blankly, a screen with several layers of bead curtains, divided the huge hall of eternal life into two parts: a sleeping place and an empty hall, and the side of the screen and the bead curtain thought to be the dragon bed.

A burly man with a handsome appearance and a bright yellow robe stood in the center of the Hall of Eternal Life, looking at the wind with a smile on his face.

It was His Majesty the Emperor.

The emperor saw Feng Yiyang's blank face, laughed and walked up and patted Feng Yiyang's shoulder.

Feng Yiyang hurriedly bowed his head and said, "See Your Majesty." ”

The emperor smiled: "Sure enough, it is worthy of being my Tang Dynasty Sword Immortal, you can even deceive the hidden dragon, it's really not simple." ”

Feng Yiyang stuck out his tongue and said, "Actually, I often evade the pursuit of the master in the six gates, so, that, I am more experienced." ”

The emperor was stunned and laughed dumbly.

Feng Yiyang laughed twice with Hehe, suddenly remembered the purpose of his trip, and quickly put away his smile and said solemnly: "Your Majesty, I have an important matter to report." ”

The emperor smiled unabated, looked at the wind's eyes and said, "Say, what's the matter." ”

"I have found out the case of the whole family of the Ministry of Rites, and the murderer is the Fuso messenger, Miyamoto Yuichi. "As soon as the wind blew, every word was like a thunderclap, falling in this Hall of Eternal Life.

The smile on the emperor's face disappeared: "You can't talk nonsense, are you sure?"

Feng Yiyang nodded and said, "Although I don't know what his purpose is, I can be sure." ”

A flash of sharpness flashed in the emperor's eyes, and he asked in a deep voice: "Miyamoto Yuichi is out of the city today, right?"

Feng Yiyang nodded.

The emperor asked again: "I won't ask for your evidence first, you have received a punch from the hidden dragon, I will give you twenty Ouchi guards, and you will bring six more doors, are you sure that you will take down Miyamoto Yuichi?"

The wind looked straight into the emperor's eyes and grinned.

"Your Majesty, no!" a voice sounded abruptly outside the temple gate.

As soon as the wind blew and followed the prestige, a thin old man in a vermilion official robe trotted in from outside the hall and knelt down in front of the emperor.

The emperor said curiously: "Gao Aiqing, why are you here?"

The old man knelt down in front of the emperor and said in a trembling voice: "Your Majesty forgives the sin, the matter is urgent, and the old minister hurriedly broke in without informing him, shocking the holy driver." ”

The emperor laughed, waved his hand and said, "What are you, just now when the wind blew this kid rode straight to the Palace of Eternal Life, if I am so easily frightened, what else will I do Emperor, say it quickly, what's the matter?"

The old minister surnamed Gao glared at Feng Yi fiercely, lowered his head and said in a trembling voice:

"The old minister just walked outside the palace gate, and heard that as soon as the wind blew, he went straight to the Palace of Eternal Life early in the morning and was anxious to enter the palace to face the saint, and thought that today was the day when the Fusang envoy went out of the city, so he knew that the wind was coming to announce his personal vendetta, so the old minister tried his best not to come in to persuade His Majesty, the two countries have great diplomatic relations, and you must not believe the words of this young man. ”

"Communiqué personal vendetta?!" Feng Yiyang jumped up and pestled his face in front of this surnamed Gao, and said incredulously: "Come and tell me what kind of enmity I have with this surnamed Gong?"

The minister surnamed Gao didn't raise his head, and said coldly: "Chang'an City is already well known, you and Miyamoto Yuichi had a big fight on the street, and both were defeated, so you were unwilling and wanted to leave him to wait for revenge, so you took advantage of the convenience of the power of the six doors to detain the killing of Zhou Yan's family on Miyamoto Yuichi's head!"

Feng Yiyang jumped to his feet and said: "Obviously I won, okay!!, you old man, don't reverse right and wrong, even if you want to take revenge, he should be worried about me, why do I have nothing to worry about a defeated general?"

The old man surnamed Gao snorted coldly: "Hmph, the version I heard is not like this, I heard that you are both defeated, you are not less injured than Miyamoto Yuichi, he is an external injury, you are an internal injury, do you dare to say that you are not injured internally?"

The wind blows: "I .................."