Beside the Bian River.
Li Xingyun quickly let go of Jiang Chen, cupped his fists and saluted him, and said, "Sorry, instinctive reaction, instinctive reaction..."
“Is instinctive reaction enough to offend elders?
This is your ten..." At this point, Jiang Chen was in trouble. She turned her face to check: "Too, too, too..."
"The arms of thirteen great-grandmothers." Jiang Chen looked at Li Xingyun in front of him with certainty and said.
"Thirteen wives..." This was indeed a bit beyond Li Xingyun's expectation. He asked curiously: "Which one?"
"Li, aren't you very good at guessing?
Guess! "Jiang Chen looked at Li Xingyun in front of him with a little pride.
Li Xingyun: =()
"Okay, I won't tease you, it's Concubine Yang.
Why don't you say hello? "Jiangchen raised his hand and looked at Li Xingyun in front of him.
"Hello, Thirteenth Grandma." Li Xingyun bowed respectfully, cupping his fists.
Jiangchen made a satisfied expression and nodded.
"Boy, since there's something going on here, I'll leave first.
Remember to think twice before doing anything, and don’t give it to nothing. Jiang Chen shook his purple hair, looked at Li Xingyun in front of him and said, "I really want to see how far you can go."
gone. "
After saying this, the surrender waved his hands, turned around and left.
"So Corpse Ancestor, are you curious?" Li Xingyun looked at the back of the Corpse Ancestor's surrender in front of him and smiled.
When the minister heard this, he paused in his steps.
There was another small sound of gnashing of teeth.
"I'm not curious." After a long time, Jiangchen turned around, looked at Li Xingyun in front of him, and said calmly.
After the ministers left, Li Xingyun was the only one left by the Bian River.
Looking up at the starry sky, little by little starlight is as fine as dust, but it seems to be condensed with thousands of crystals. Every point is shining with dazzling light, crystal clear, and some are completely transparent. Some are beautiful sapphire blue, condensed into nine-sky meteors, and fall to the ground one after another.
The clouds in the sky have all dispersed, and it can be said that it is a cloudless night with bright stars and a bright moon.
In front of me, the river flows slowly like silver smoke. The lonely man stood alone by the river, staring at the flowing water, with ripples in his heart. The crystal clear water of the river seemed to reflect all the emotions deep in his heart. He stood there quietly, thinking a lot, as if he were standing at the end of time, immersed in the quiet night with the river.
After a long time, he picked up the blood-red red armored copper ring mask from his waist. The air flow in his palm evaporated the few droplets of water remaining on the mask. Then, he put the mask on his face and slowly moved towards it. Go far away.
…
At this moment, outside Bianzhou City.
The entire Bianzhou City is immersed in a mysterious atmosphere. The city wall towers into the sky, seeming to declare its majesty and momentum.
On the city wall, the soldiers gradually changed shifts, guarding this ancient and mysterious city one by one. They hold weapons and have sharp eyes, vigilantly observing the movements around them, and are always ready to protect the safety of the city.
On the city wall, flags embroidered with the word "Liang" were flying at the top of the city.
Under the quiet night sky, Zhu Youwen casually tore off the fake Li's cloak and threw it on the ground.
Looking at the huge city in front of him, under the night, Bianzhou City seems like a ferocious beast that is dormant in the world, waiting for an opportunity to peek at all directions. Although Zhu Youwen is tall and tall, when facing such a "beast", anyone will Feel your own insignificance.
The wound that penetrated the shoulder had stopped bleeding, but it was still shocking.
He looked at the bright moon in the sky, then turned around and prepared to leave without any hesitation in his steps.
Fake Li and Zhu Youwen walked side by side.
Because they were in such a hurry, although the two of them sneaked out of Bianzhou, they didn't even have time to change their outfits. The fake Li was still dressed in black, while Zhu Youwen was still naked from the waist up.
His burly upper body was covered in stains and dark black blood, and his appearance was almost more terrifying than Zhu Yougui's.
"It's a pity that Zhu Yougui was so thoughtful, but in the end he made a wedding dress for others." Fake Li shook his head and sighed as he walked away.
Zhu Youwen didn't speak, he just walked with his hands behind his back and his head held high.
Until they reached a forest, Zhu Youwen suddenly stopped.
At this moment, night falls, and the forest under the starry sky looks more mysterious and quiet. The dark night shrouded the forest, with only the moonlight passing through the gaps in the leaves, leaving mottled shadows. The breeze blows, and the branches and leaves make a slight rustling sound, like a beautiful piece of music in the forest.
"What's wrong?" Fake Li was walking in front, and when he sensed Zhu Youwen's stop, he also stopped, looking straight into the darkness ahead, and said calmly.
"It seems that there are quite a few people who are eyeing this Bianzhou." Zhu Youwen stood on the spot with his hands behind his back, and his oppressive voice sounded.
His voice was not loud and his tone was calm, but to the ears of those who were watching them secretly at this moment, it was as terrifying as the howl of a ghost demanding life.
Li Sizhao was hiding in the dark, and his heart sank when he heard Zhu Youwen's words.
He should have been exposed.
When he arrived in Bianzhou, he originally followed his elder brother's order to lurk next to Li Xingyun, cooperate with his good nephew, and finally find an opportunity to bring Li Xingyun back to Jinyang. However, he never thought that he was just lurking in Bianzhou. Outside the city, I wanted to wait until something happened in Bianzhou before making plans, but I was bumped into the face by fake Li and Zhu Youwen.
Hiding in the dark, he recognized the man in black at a glance as the "Li Xingyun" he was looking for.
As for the other person, he looked at it for a long time and then realized that the monster was Zhu Youwen, the "Ghost King" of the Xuanming Sect.
He was quite confident in his breathing skills, and was curious about why Li Xingyun, an orphan of Li Tang, came together with Prince Zhu Youwen of Daliang, so he planned to wait for an opportunity to find out.
Out of curiosity, something happened.
I saw the yin energy around Zhu Youwen turning into black mist, surrounding him like a ghost, and the evil spirit was overwhelming. A rustling sound sounded in the forest under the night sky, like ghosts crying and gods howling.
This extremely rich Yin Qi made Fake Li feel depressed and uncomfortable for a while.
In the darkness, Li Sizhao, dressed in white, lurked in the darkness of the forest. When he saw that Zhu Youwen had already begun to activate the Jiuyou Xuantian Divine Art, his pupils shrank.
In the blink of an eye, Zhu Youwen had disappeared from his sight.
With his Qi machine induction, Li Sizhao felt like a ray of light on his back, and a strong wind coming from behind. The blue energy in his palms was strong, and he used the Holy Qiankun Gong and turned around to try to resist this move.
Zhu Youwen kicked him with a lot of yin energy. Li Sizhao saw the move, crossed his hands, and tried to block it. However, he overestimated his own strength and was kicked into the air by this powerful and heavy kick.
Zhu Youwen had no intention of letting Li Sizhao go. The Yin Qi in his palms was so strong that he disappeared from the spot in an instant, came to Li Sizhao, and struck out with one palm.
(End of chapter)
