Drunk and lying on top of the wild leopard, drink Yanghe Daqu.
It is not a pleasure to be able to drink Yanghe Daqu in this place.
In the depths of the white clouds, two majestic peaks stand majestically.
Between the canyons, there is a bamboo forest under the dense forest.
This is a southern bamboo forest, and the bamboo is more than 60 feet high.
In the midst of this bamboo forest, there is a meandering stream, the water of which is clear, and in the pebble stream, fish chase happily from the upper reaches from time to time.
In this battlefield full of gunsmoke, I can't imagine that there is such an elegant and quiet place.
On the clear spring stone, between the clouds and smoke.
Yang Rui stepped on, and in his ears, a melodious and tactful song.
Like a mountain stream and a spring, it is like a ring bell.
The ethereal sound is like an orchid dancing in the quiet valley; The sound of the ancients is like a swordsman riding the wind with a sword when the clouds are colorful.
There is a bit of freedom and uninhibited in the elegance.
A person's character and style are often contained in this piano sound.
At this time, Xiao gradually rose, the piano sound was harmonious, and the echo was tactful.
Yang Rui carried half a bottle of Yanghe Daqu and walked with the sound of the piano flute.
The originally cautious pace was slowly let go.
"Nice, nice" Yang Rui applauded.
The sound of the piano and the flute fell, the breeze rose, and the suspended Yanghe Daqu suddenly disappeared out of thin air.
Wu Baliang leaned on Nanzhu's side, held the wine bottle in his hand and sniffed lightly, and took a sip.
"Half a catty of the treasured Yanghe Daqu has been brought by your kid, and the mouth is not shallow."
Wu Yunsheng's heart moved, and the flute in his hand disappeared when he flipped over.
A pavilion stands quietly, with a delicate texture and a shiny and oily quartzite appearance.
A guqin stands quietly on it, exuding a halo of microfoam in its simplicity, revealing a sense of age.
In front of the pavilion, there is a man in a white robe, ten fingers are slender and white as jade, handsome eyes and eyebrows, looking forward to Shenfei, a pair of eyes are as black as ink, deep as the vast stars, ten fingers caressing the piano, and the whole body exudes an elegant ancient charm.
He looked at Yang Rui quietly, and Yang Rui also looked at him quietly.
Wu Yunsheng picked up the wine, woke up, and suddenly turned his eyebrows and glanced at the edge of the canyon: "You talk, I'll go back."
As he spoke, the breeze rose, and the figure was gone.
"You're here."
The man's voice was deep and magnetic.
"You know I'm coming," Yang Rui frowned and asked curiously.
His white hair is like a waterfall, which complements this white robe, white and flawless, and he can't see a trace of darkness from the underworld, but gives people a different kind of fairy rhyme and peace.
He smiled indifferently, "When I return to the yang world, I am here for you."
Deep and dark pupils stared at Yang Rui.
Yang Rui's face suddenly changed slightly.
"We don't seem to know each other."
He asked.
"I've never met."
He replied.
"And what is your purpose," he asked again.
"Didn't you already have the answer in your heart when you came to me?"
Yang Rui frowned, "The six night watchmen of the three regiments who carried out the mission were not killed by you.
He said lightly, with a hint of affirmation in his voice.
"Yes and no."
"What do you mean?"
"I didn't kill it, but I killed it."
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He seemed very calm and calm, and didn't seem to care if he killed the person or not.
"How did you know about my existence," Yang Rui asked again.
The middle finger of the man's right hand slowly ran over the strings, and then he stood up lightly, "I've seen the Ghost King." ” "No wonder," Yang Rui sighed in his heart.
"So, you're here to get something back from me," Yang Rui took a small step back vigilantly.
"No, I'm just on orders to keep it safe."
"Then I can't understand that you are also trying to keep me safe?"
He shook his head and smiled, a smile that was deep enough to see the slightest ripple in his heart.
"You can understand it that way, but I'm just trying to keep it safe, and if I find out that it's not safe on you, I won't hesitate to kill you and take it away."
A trace of coldness crossed his dark eyes, and Yang Rui's heart suddenly sank.
"Then I see."
Yang Rui suddenly laughed.
The man was puzzled, "You're so confident that it's going to be safe on you."
Yang Rui shrugged, "If there is a time when I can't keep it, then basically I am not far from death, but now it is different, as long as it does not reach that point, I am equivalent to having an existence similar to a bodyguard for nothing." ” "The strength is not strong, but the heart is not small."
"Dare to ask Mr.
Honorable Name," Yang Rui asked.
"Sir" the man's eyebrows rarely raised slightly, "I look so old" Yang Rui smiled and shook his head, "You look very young, but I know that an existence that has followed three generations will definitely not be young." ” "Zhong Banjin told you."
"Yes."
Yang Rui said bluntly.
"What else did he tell you?"
"No, this old guy didn't tell me any truth."
As he spoke, he found a space to sit on the ground, "In the military region, in addition to you, there should be more than one person from the underworld." ” When the man heard this, his brows furrowed slightly, "You've seen him" "He was dressed in a black robe, I only saw the burning fire, that guy, killed our three regiments of six brothers, I think, he should have sensed my presence."
Yang Rui replied truthfully.
When the man heard this, he fell into a brief contemplation.
"He shouldn't be sure if you have it in your body, otherwise, you will never have a chance to appear in front of me safely now."
Yang Rui nodded.
"In that case, my eldest brother should also be targeted by them."
His eyes narrowed slightly, and at this moment, a touch of tranquility crossed his pupils.
The man was silent and muttered for a long time.
He suddenly exclaimed: "Decades have passed, and the people and things of the past have long been wrong, and in that war, your grandfather betrayed the king, betrayed us, and disappeared from the world."
"The king fell in that battle, and the whereabouts of the Yin Soldier Talisman are unknown, I never thought that it fell into the hands of your grandfather, and finally fell on you, he is really calculating."
He raised his head slightly, his deep and dark eyes squinted at the blue sky in the gap in the bamboo forest, and there was a trace of distance and vicissitudes in his voice.
Listening to his words, Yang Rui's heart was suddenly very unhappy, although he always didn't think of the old man's good words, but in his mind, the old man was like a sky-like existence, upright, and no one could slander him.
"My grandfather, his name is Yang Qiankun, the twenty-seventh generation ferryman of the Yang family, he will not betray anyone, nor has he betrayed anyone, so, please pay attention to your wording" He changed his previous smile and said in a deep voice, with a touch of coldness on his face.
"In the first war, your grandfather was the head of the king's ten generals, but he escaped in the last battle, leaving behind his comrades-in-arms who had depended on each other for decades, and turned away from the king who regarded him as his own brother, you say, that is not called betrayal, but what is it called" The man smiled lightly, with a hint of contempt and mockery in this smile. airplanes In this instant, the aura of heaven and earth reversed, thunder and flames suddenly appeared, and a terrifying aura suddenly permeated at this moment, mixed with thunder and flame fists, intertwined, and smashed between fusions.
"The name Yang Qiankun, except for me, I don't allow anyone to slander" Yang Rui's face was gloomy, like a low roar, and a terrifying emotion was suppressed in his voice, he had never seen his parents in his life, it was his grandfather who was a father and a mother who pulled their brothers up, when he was young, Yang Qiankun took him to visit various families and grew up eating hundreds of milk.
The bitterness in this is not something that others can imagine.
Therefore, the name Yang Qiankun, he will never let anyone slander him again, even if it will cost him his life: