"It turns out that you are really the heir of Erlang Zhenjun. ”

Yun Mo didn't reply—in fact, he couldn't turn back with the posture he was now buried in—chuckled and said lightly: "The general should have seen the clue from my armor, why do you still have to hear me admit it yourself?"

There was a hint of sarcasm in his words, and anyone who woke up and learned that his clothes had been stripped clean and taken to study would not be without a little anger in his heart. But in the end, it was someone who saved his life and provided him with a place to heal, although he was dissatisfied in his heart, he didn't express it, but the south side was a little cold in his words.

The man was not angry, but slowly paced to the side, picked up a handful of clear and cold pool water and applied it to his face. A suit of shining armor glistened in the sunlight, making it almost impossible to see his back.

was silent for a long time, but suddenly heard his voice muffled: "It's been too long, I've almost forgotten Yang Jian's appearance." ”

Suddenly, a north wind blew, and when it swept through the vast pool of water, it brought up circles of wrinkles, and slowly swept away into the distance.

"Yang Jian is gone, right?" The man's sudden question startled Yunmo, not knowing what his "absence" meant, so he simply shut his mouth and didn't speak.

Seeing that he didn't respond, the man stood up and shook his hand, turning to look at Yunmo.

Only then did Yunmo see his face clearly, this person was extremely tall, Yunmo himself was already quite tall and strong, but this person actually looked a head taller than him, a face was pale and cyan, with a big hooked nose, it looked very yin. However, the pair of eagle eyes were extremely attentive, and Ling Li's gaze swept over, making people involuntarily a little afraid. In addition, the person has been in the army for a long time, and the line has revealed a strong smell of Jin Ge Iron Horse, and with that powerful armor, there is a sense of recklessness.

He seemed to see through Yunmo's thoughts, and said lightly: "The original old friends are almost dead, and there are not even a few old opponents left. ”

"Old friend?" Yunmo's eyes narrowed.

The man's words reminded Yunmo of a problem, so many years have passed, even Erlang Zhenjun Yang Jian has been turned into mud, he thought that these soldiers were the descendants of those heavenly soldiers and generals back then, but just after listening to that person's words, it seems that they are the same group of soldiers who experienced the battle of the Flood and Destruction back then!

After thinking about it carefully, Yunmo didn't answer his question directly, but still raised his own question: "You mean, you are the heavenly general who fought with Zhenjun back then?" Unconsciously, he had already used honorifics.

"Why, don't you believe it?" The man's tone was as indifferent as ever, as if years of boring life had annihilated his emotions, and only the occasional wisp of evil in the corner of his eyes reminded others that this was also a ruthless character.

"I didn't ...... I'm just curious, so many great gods have fallen, why are you still in lineup, more neat ......" Yun Mo pondered the words, embarrassed to hit the self-esteem of these heavenly soldiers.

"Hmph!" the man snorted coldly, his brows furrowed, and he looked at the distant sky with hatred, not knowing what he was thinking.

Yunmo and Lu Xueqi and Tian Ling'er squatted on the ground staring at this brother who liked to wander, nervous and speechless.

For a long time, the man's gaze was sometimes resentful, sometimes sad and sometimes helpless, and finally he regained his usual indifference, but he often exhaled and sighed: "Defeat is also a god list, success is also a god list!" Alas, ......"

"Bang Bang" The battle boots stomped on the ground with a loud sound, and the words fell, but he seemed to have lost the mind to talk to the three of them, and strode away from the shore of the West Sea.

Tian Ling'er looked at the distant back with some curiosity, her big eyes were rolling, and she seemed to want to complain about this somewhat inexplicable strange uncle, but she only heard Lu Xueqi say to Yunmo seriously on the side: "This person is very powerful." ”

"Yes!" Tian Ling'er interjected busily: "That day we met a big kunyu, many times bigger than the Kui Niu in the East China Sea, and we all escaped, but we were fanned down by a huge peng in the sky with a wave of wings, and Senior Sister Wen fell into the sea at that time, and Senior Brother jumped down without thinking about it." Senior Sister Lu and I were blown away by a hurricane and were rescued by that big man. ”

Although I had heard Lu Xueqi and Wen Min talk about their experiences in distress respectively, the two daughters were faintly brushed aside, but they were far less rigid than Tian Ling'er, who had seen too much of the strange spirits, and she added fuel and vinegar to talk endlessly, dividing the stories of several people into eight chapters and thirty-six sections, which was thrilling to tell.

Rao is Yunmo had already known the cause and effect, but when he heard that Wen Min fell into Kunkou, Song Daren sacrificed his life to save him, and the two of them both rolled off Kun's back, and happened to fall into the air hole on Kunyu's back, and were taken away all the way in Kun's abdomen, until he seized the opportunity to ventilate Kunyu and was sprayed out to get out. No wonder the relationship between Senior Sister Wen and Senior Brother suddenly grew by leaps and bounds, so good that it was like honey mixing sugar, it turned out that the senior brother sacrificed his life and martyrdom first, and the two of them shared hardships last. It was because Senior Sister Wen would rather be strangled to death than hurt Senior Brother in the slightest, and their hearts were full of each other. ”

Lu Xueqi was stunned, the expression of Song Daren, who had always been steady that day, was like a mad tiger, the depth of righteousness, and the brilliant sword light that even the Tianya Divine Sword had never bloomed, were all deeply in her mind. For a time, all kinds of life and death, and parting were circling and dancing in her heart, turning into a pool of spring water in her heart.

And the little girl Tian Ling'er is just the first taste of love, although she is also quite touched, but she does not have the experience of Lu Xueqi's soft intestines, and soon became interested in other questions: "Little Senior Brother, you said that Senior Sister Wen was almost strangled to death? What does this have to do with Senior Brother?"

"Ahem, cough, cough" Yunmo choked, it seemed that Wen Min didn't want this matter to be known by others, but he leaked it. But since it has already begun, if you don't let the curious little witch figure out the ins and outs, I don't know what will happen to her, so I can only explain the big battle clearly in 1510: "...... At that time, Senior Brother was injured by a magic weapon with a soul dementoring effect from the Black-eyed Demon Man, and accidentally landed on the path and was controlled, and involuntarily choked Senior Sister Wen's neck and stunned her......"

Although the language was plain and did not speak in detail, the second daughter remembered that when the two of them were sent over, Song Daren was covered in blood and only had one breath left, and half of Yunmo's body was paralyzed like mud, and his bones were shattered. With such a serious injury, how could the process be as light as he said? It's just that since both of them are gradually recovering, the second daughter will no longer mention it.

Lu Xueqi looked at Yunmo's smiling side face, and suddenly felt sour in her heart, and stretched out her slender hand and quietly held his right hand.

Over there, Tian Ling'er didn't notice the sweet interaction between the two of them, frowning tightly, as if she was thinking about something: "Little Senior Brother, you and Senior Sister Wen both mentioned those black-eyed enemies, who are they?"

"They ......," Yunmo pondered