What kind of person is Ran Ran?
Since he first appeared in the world, he has immediately attracted the attention of the world. Even if we don't talk about the secret of "Yang Gong's Treasure House", what he has done in the past six months has shocked the world.
Anyone who has seen him has commented: This man is eccentric, unpredictable and unpredictable. He often kills people with a smile, and chops off people's heads like grass. Not only is he a ruthless person, but he has also practiced amazing skills and is arrogant. Be proud and don't look down on anyone in the world.
This is what the world knows about arbitrariness! Apart from these, they knew nothing about his martial arts, his sect, his origin... no matter how they probed.
This person seemed to appear out of thin air. In just a few months, he became famous all over the world and was heard by the whole world.
Because of this, after Zhu Yuyan saw that he was arbitrary, he still tried many times, and even wanted to prove his "amazing" identity with the siege of masters from all over the world in Manqingyuan.
This is just a helpless move. In fact, the "Heavenly King" is far different from the era they live in. The Holy Sect cannot entrust its future and revival ambitions to a "bold" person who "deceives the world and steals his reputation" in hand.
Seeing the man slowly leaving, Zhu Yuyan let out a long breath.
Huanwan blinked her beautiful eyes and said with a smile: "Master still doesn't quite believe him?"
Zhu Yuyan snorted coldly and asked, "Do you really believe he is that one?"
Huanwan slightly shrugged her shoulders, with a charming and naive expression on her pretty face that could make any man confused and confused, and said in an all-out manner: "It doesn't matter whether Huan'er believes it or not, master, you have to decide everything."
Listening to this girl's nonchalant voice and seeing her casual look, Zhu Yuyan's eyes changed slightly and she couldn't help but tremble.
Really, is he really that person? Is he really the King of Heaven? !
Song Shidao didn't know what kind of riddle their master and apprentice were making. Now Song Shidao didn't want to think too much, so he quickly walked out of the wing with his little sister.
Surrounded by the four floors of Manqing Courtyard, there is a courtyard area of 50 feet in the middle. At this time, the inner courtyard is already filled with people from all walks of life. It was originally the largest brothel in Luoyang City, but now there is not even a brothel girl to be seen.
In the inner courtyard, as everyone was waiting in anticipation, the sound of footsteps slowly came out.
The footsteps were very soft and rhythmic, the steps were very peaceful, and then a person slowly walked out of the darkness...
He was not lavishly dressed, only a neatly decorated white coat that was not stained by dust. Naturally, everyone also saw the long sword at his waist. The scabbard was as white as jade, with no delicate patterns or inlaid treasures. Everyone knew that he had a long sword at his waist, but no one had ever seen him pull out the sword. It seemed to be just a piece of clothing, so people didn't pay much attention to it.
There is a pair of bright eyes on the slightly pale face. The eyes are as bright as stars. Although they are not as sharp as falcons, the eyes full of smiles make people feel an indescribable calm and peace. He is calm and has the impression that he doesn't care about anything.
No one could deny his demeanor, and no one could ignore his charm. He just walked over, as leisurely as if he were visiting a garden, looking at the people around him leisurely.
"Are you just arbitrary?"
The person who spoke was a man who looked to be in his fifties, very richly dressed, wearing a mink hood, with a slender figure, a straight waist, a short brush-like mustache on his lips, a stiff face, and slanted eyebrows. , an old man with bright eyes.
Although his voice sounded feminine, it was quite majestic. He was obviously a man accustomed to high positions and good at giving orders.
Random recognized his voice, and the person in front of him was the one who "invited" him. He looked at the person sitting, then nodded slightly and responded: "I am, are you Changbai Wang Bo?"
The old man sneered and said, "Yes, I am Changbai Wang Bo."
Afterwards, Wang Bo said again: "There is a rumor in the world that you know the secret of Yang Gong's treasure house, can you admit it?"
As soon as the words came out, the eyes of seven or eight hundred people in the fifty-foot-long area, hundreds of tables of guests, all fell on one person. Although there were rumors in the world that he knew the secret of the treasure house, at this moment, everyone couldn't help but want to hear his own answer.
Ranran smiled slightly, nodded and said: "Yes!"
Suddenly there was deathly silence, as if even the breath had stopped.
Although everyone wanted to hear his answer with their own ears, no one thought that he would admit it so easily. Then, countless pairs of strange eyes came over, some were surprised, some were amazed, and even more people's expressions became overjoyed.
Thirty years ago, a Turkic army of 70,000 invaded Hanoi, burned, killed, and looted. The Eighteen Horsemen of Yanyun and Yun rushed thousands of miles to Hanoi, killing the 70,000 Turkic army in one fell swoop and fleeing in rout.
Then they pursued all the way to Mobei, wiped out the remaining Turks, massacred 100,000 people, and finally forced the Turks to move north. They did not dare to set foot in the Central Plains again for thirty years.
In that battle, the Eighteen Riders of Yanyun showed their power of gods and demons. Everyone was convinced by the so-called "power to drive out gods and demons and defeat everyone in the world". They all believed that as long as they got the wonderful "magic sword" hidden in Yang Gong's treasure house, they would be able to conquer the world. You can order the eighteen riders of Yanyun to seize the world and ascend to the throne.
With such a huge temptation, who can not go crazy?
Wang Bo's eyes were red, and his breathing was a little hurried: "Just admit it, just admit it! I'll ask you again, is He's Bi also in your hands?"
Randomly continued to nod, his voice still calm and indifferent and said: "Yes, I am here too!"
Just when Wang Bo was about to say more, a voice suddenly beat him to it.
"But why did you do it so viciously?!"
The voice is not only sweet, but also very gentle. However, the voice is extremely pleasant, but it also contains a bit of sadness, which makes people feel sad and different from this voice. A sad feeling.
The sound was far away, but after a breeze, another person appeared in the inner courtyard.
Bathed in the gentle sunshine, she has a beautiful silhouette with clear undulations like mountains and rivers. She wears a light green gown that moves slightly in the wind. She is indescribably leisurely and elegant. The elegant ancient sword hangs on her back, which adds to her beauty. Awesome spirit.
There are always beauties in the world, but everyone in the courtyard was still shocked by her appearance and grace.
Born with the aura of heaven and earth, she is a kind of natural beauty that "clear water brings out hibiscus, and naturally removes the carvings". This is the customary place of this brothel. It seems that just because of her "arrival", everything has been transformed. It has become a scenic spot with empty mountains and spiritual rain, which is as real as it is illusory, making people intoxicated.
Seeing this woman who looked like a fairy, Wang Bo stood up immediately and said, "Is Master Cihang Jingzhai's concubine Xuan, Master Xianzi Fajia coming in person?"
Master Fei Xuan bowed slightly and said: "Fei Xuan has met the prince, everyone is polite! Today Fei Xuan is here to deal with the death of Zen Master Kong and the two hundred and thirty-two masters of Jing Nian Zen Academy."
After a slight pause, she asked again: "I asked Brother Ren to tell Feixuan, you...why did you do such a cruel thing?!"
