It was late at night, but the bright lights had just shown the vitality of Shou Ji Castle and an aura that was never afraid of darkness.

Chang Youde stopped on the wide streets, quietly looking at this old but vibrant town.

He was going to leave, and he wanted to get drunk tonight no matter what.

It is not only to say goodbye to the old days, but also to welcome the new life in the future.

Isn't it true that people are always bidding farewell to the past and welcoming the future?

The main hall of the Wuji Hall is as simple but simple as the old man, and it is as simple as the fruit that is dried after the autumn, although it is dry, it is extremely concentrated.

Dongfang Hao leaned on a wooden chair in the middle of the main hall, which really couldn't be counted as a chair, because it looked like a huge tree trunk had been dug out of the middle part, ugly and rough, as if it could only be used for rest, and it was completely out of taste.

Dongfang Hao slowly rubbed the armrest, which was originally black wood, and seemed to have become very smooth due to long-term friction, so the color was deeper and purer.

In the past, the lord used to sit here, caressing gently like he did, like an elder caressing a child's head dotingly, while quietly contemplating. But the lord has not returned for two days, and he does not know what he has achieved from this trip, whether he has found a treasure, or .......

Dongfang Hao sighed, frowned, and didn't want to think about it anymore.

In the sky, there was a sudden shout: "Dongfang Hao, you slaughter my master, I will destroy your martial pole today!"

This loud shout was full of energy, rolling like thunder.

Chang Youde had just found a roadside wine stall, and as soon as he sat down, the wine glass was full, and before the stool was even hot, he heard this familiar drink.

He suddenly stood up and looked in a daze at the direction where the voice came from, which was the direction where the Wuji Hall was located.

The triangular hop lace flags on the stalls fluttered.

He sat down again and slowly raised his glass, his eyes unsure of whether he was happy or lost.

The glass was clearly in his hand, but he suddenly grabbed the flask and poured all the wine into his throat.

Then he stood there silently, motionless, like a sculpture.

Dongfang Hao had already hurried to the courtyard, and he suddenly saw Qi Kai coming in the air, followed by a thin old man who was not very tall.

He suddenly felt that this old man had clearly given him a familiar feeling, but it was only déjà vu, as if he didn't know him at all.

Qi Kai said: "In the past, your Martial Pole Hall punished me for the Demon Heaven Pavilion, and today I will open it all to seek justice!"

Dongfang Hao looked up to the sky and laughed, and said proudly: "But the dog who lost his family, what qualifications do you have to go wild?"

Qi Kai snorted coldly, and said with a smile: "As an eighth-order magician and a sixth-rank martial artist, is it enough?"

He looked at Dongfang Hao coldly and said, "If it's not enough, plus the eighth-order magician beside me, I don't know if it's qualified?"

Dongfang Hao was moved, although he didn't speak, his silence seemed to show weakness.

He suddenly smiled again: "It turns out that not only has he advanced again, but he has also found a helper, no wonder he is so arrogant." ”

The courtyard was silent, and even the sound of the flame burning seemed to be audible, and then they all opened to see two old men, one tall and one short, one thin and one fat, walking out of the main hall.

The two walked very slowly, but even if they were far apart, they could feel the heavy pressure on their faces, and the momentum of the two of them was like two mountains that were unattainable.

Dongfang Hao saw the two of them coming, bowed down and said with a smile: "The younger generation is incompetent, which makes people disturb the Qing cultivation of the two seniors. ”

The tall and thin old man has a clear face, high cheekbones, a pale golden face, and eyes like cold stars in the sky, which makes people dare not look directly.

He only glanced at Dongfang Hao, then moved his gaze to Qi Kai, and said lightly: "It's okay, the deity is also trying to meet the 'young man who is not doing business'." ”

The fat man next to him is actually not short, but when he stands with the tall and thin old man, no matter who he is, he will think that he is not only short, but also very fat, and only listen to him: "It is said that this 'young man who is not doing business' combines the strengths of magic and martial arts, and has his own faction, such a person is rare in the world, and it doesn't hurt to see him." ”

Dongfang Hao said: "In this way, there are two seniors." ”

Qi Kai stared at the two old men, one tall and one short, with burning eyes, and suddenly said, "Could it be that the two of them are the 'Divine Fist Shadowless Iron Shock Mountain' and the 'One Stick Sweeping the Eight Directions Golden Kun'?"

The short and fat old man laughed and said, "Even if you still have some eyesight, yes, I am Jin Kun, and this one next to me is Tie Zhenshan." ”

Qi Kai said: "It is rumored that the two seniors have long stopped asking about the world, I don't know if it's true or not?"

The thin and tall old man Tie Zhenshan snorted coldly, but did not speak, but the short and fat old man smiled and said, "Yes, this is true." ”

Qi Kai said: "Then why are you two ......?"

Tie Zhenshan suddenly drank impatiently, and Qi Kai only felt that his qi and blood were stagnant, and he couldn't help but be shocked and frightened in his heart.

I only heard Tie Zhenshan say: "Do we need to report to you what we do?"

The sound was as thick as three thousand waterfalls crashing down, smashing into the hearts of everyone, making people tremble physically and mentally.

Qi Kai's face was already a little pale, but he still smiled and said: "It is said that the 'Divine Fist Without Shadow' has been the pinnacle of the eighth-rank martial artist many years ago, and when I see it today, I must have broken through the shackles and reached the nine-rank martial artist, which is really gratifying!"

Tie Zhenshan didn't have the slightest smug look on his face, he still had a calm face, but Jin Kun smiled: "You kid not only has some knowledge, but also has some vision, you can see what kind of strength I am now." ”

Qi Kai smiled slightly, and said: "In the past, Jin seniors only relied on a Zhanger Zhenshan stick to sweep the cultivation world, and they were in the limelight for a while, although the stick is known as the king of a hundred soldiers, but it can make the Zhenshan stick so superb, from ancient times to the present, there is only one Jin senior, not to mention, the Jin senior's life's work has been poured into the Zhenshan stick, so the younger generation never dares to say anything. ”

From beginning to end, Qi Kai didn't mention Jin Kun's cultivation at all, but touted his stick skills, which seemed to be the answer to the question, but Jin Kun smiled and said, "What a talking baby, you are very smart, and you don't want to offend anyone." ”

Qi Kai said again: "If all men in the world can have a beautiful wife like you, I'm afraid that no one will be willing to spend time on martial arts." ”

Jin Kun was stunned, and then laughed loudly: "I have to say, you are really good at talking, very much to my old man's appetite," he suddenly sighed softly, and continued: "But if two people stay together for a long time, it will be boring, and even painful, so the best way is to leave for a while......"

Qi Kai suddenly remembered that Jin Kun's wife seemed to be surnamed Qin, could it be ......

Tie Zhenshan frowned, and suddenly said coldly, "You haven't spoken in eighteen years?"

Jin Kun said: "You are right, when I was with that mother-in-law, sometimes I didn't say a word for a day, and even I admired how I survived all these years." ”

Tie Zhenshan glared at him coldly, but when he saw the relieved expression on his face, he was a little funny, but Tie Zhenshan still had a cold face, turned to Qi Kai, and said, "If you want to take revenge, defeat me first." ”

Yan Mansion.

Under the lighted canopy, Singh hurried briskly to the other end of the hallway.

It was late at night, and everyone who had not yet fallen asleep knew that no one was allowed to linger in front of Miss Yan's door, but Singh stopped in front of her door. He knocked softly on the door, and his voice was almost inaudible: "Miss, are you sleeping?"

The room was silent, and after a long time, Miss Yan's weak voice came out: "Uncle Xin...... What's the matter?"

Singh hesitated, as if he didn't know how to phrase it, and after a moment of silence, he said softly: "There is news......

The door opened suddenly, and although Miss Yan looked tired and her hair was a little messy, her eyes were shining, and her eyes were full of surprise, and she couldn't wait to say, "How is he now?"

Singh looked at the eldest lady who was full of anticipation, sighed secretly, showed a look of embarrassment on his face, and said, "He is ....... in the Wuji Palace."

Miss Yan interrupted him suddenly, her tone full of anxiety: "Did he go back by himself, or was he arrested?"

Singh's words were interrupted, his tone froze, and he continued: "He went by himself." ”

Miss Yan breathed a sigh of relief, and her heart that had not yet been put down immediately hung again: "Why did he go to the Wuji Palace?

Singh's lips moved, but he paused, and then said, "I heard that he found a helper." ”

Miss Yan's tone changed suddenly: "Revenge?"

Singh comforted softly: "Don't worry, eldest lady, since Gongzi Qi dares to come back to take revenge, he must be sure." ”

Miss Yan was stunned, her eyes showed a look of melancholy, and she said gloomily: "In the past, he regarded the Demon Heaven Pavilion as heavier than himself, and when he comes back this time, I am afraid that even if he takes his own life, he must avenge his master, but he is only a sixth-order magician, why should he be reckless?"

What Miss Yan said was reasonable, and Singh didn't know how to comfort her, so he could only say far-fetchedly: "Miss, Qi Gongzi Jiren has his own natural appearance, you better rest early, these days, you haven't slept a peaceful night, and there will be good news tomorrow morning." ”

Miss Yan was silent, and suddenly said, "Uncle Xin, I want to go and see, you must have a way to take me out." ”

Singh found an excuse to refuse, but when he saw Miss Yan's eyes flashing with tears, he couldn't say anything when he reached the corner of his mouth, and struggled violently in his heart, and finally could only sigh helplessly: "I can take you out, but you have to promise me to come back after just a glance from a distance, otherwise I can't afford to blame the master." ”

Miss Yan instantly burst into tears and laughed: "I know ...... know"