The small garden under the moonlight has a warm atmosphere.
Especially the military guards, such as the reckless group of talented people, are particularly happy and honest.
After a busy day, I decided to have this meal in the evening.
Every time there is dinner, there will be a few people hanging on the branches. There are always those people who get drunk and go crazy. The old guys are not used to it. The crooked-necked tree in the garden basically has no time to show off.
The newly joined Feng Wu raised her eyes several times.
To be honest, she really doesn't adapt to the folk customs here.
Kushan, who is also a new member, has long been accustomed to it. He is really a familiar person. He has quickly integrated into this harmonious family, a gathering place for talents! There are always magical things happening, and Zhao Yun is one of the many miracles.
, these days, I am afraid there is no one more popular than him.
"Zhao Yun is here."
Just as he was getting ready to drink, he suddenly heard a voice.
When everyone looked sideways, there was already a figure in the garden, wearing a black robe, covering his dignity, and even his exposed eyes were blurred.
This is Zhao Yun.
The new escaping mysterious robe is coming out, you have to try it out.
As for Ziling and the others, they probably couldn't tell. They mainly wanted Feng Wu to take a look.
This perceptive martial artist was able to see through his identity in Canglang City before. I wonder if she can still recognize him when he is covered in this mysterious robe.
"Who are you!"
The fat little black man held the wine pot and stood up unsteadily. His drunken eyes looked up and down at Zhao Yun. Everyone present also showed strange expressions. While looking at Zhao Yun, they also looked at the mysterious robe that Zhao Yun was wearing.
It seems to contain the universe inside, especially the Nine Palaces and Eight Trigrams carved on it, which is extraordinary at first glance.
"Old friend."
Zhao Yun said calmly, the tone of his voice changed. Without looking at the crowd, he only glanced at Feng Wu in a subtle way. The girl was also watching, but her pretty eyebrows were slightly frowned.
"What a strange black robe."
Feng Wu murmured softly, wanting to see the truth about Zhao Yun, but was covered by a kind of power, and that kind of power came from the black robe. Even if she tried her best, she still couldn't see through it. After looking for a long time, her eyes were still in a daze, and the black robe was causing trouble.
Got the mind.
“Easy to use.”
Zhao Yun was secretly happy.
The whole day and night of processing was not in vain.
With this in mind, he cast two hanging talismans.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, he stepped up into the air step by step, reflecting the starlight, and the mysterious robes, giving off a kind of aura that came from the earth, making people think that he was a banished immortal who did not exist in the world.
Ziling raised her eyes.
Out of thin air?
Is this the Tianwu Realm?
Because I couldn't see through the truth, I didn't dare to act rashly.
If you are really in the Tianwu realm, you can't get into trouble.
"Could it be that the hanging charm was used?"
The fat old man muttered and his eyes narrowed slightly.
However, even with the cover of the mysterious robe, it was difficult for him to see the truth.
"The style of this product is so eye-catching!"
The purple-haired child raised his little head and had round eyes.
"This back figure looks so familiar!"
The little money fan's big eyes were gleaming, and she was also full of novelties. It was like stepping into the sky! From her point of view, only those in the Tianwu realm could have such great magical powers.
Wow wow wow!
As everyone watched, spells all over the sky fell from the sky.
They were all planted by Zhao Yun, including the explosive talisman, the lightning talisman, the immobilizing talisman...all of them.
For those who don’t know, who’s going to have a funeral and throw out paper money?
"Wow....!"
The guards at the military store screamed and raised their hands hurriedly, these are all talismans!
"Don't move, I'll do it."
The fat little black man was the smartest one. He threw the wine bottle away and concentrated on catching the spell.
"This is a rich man."
Karushan clicked his tongue and answered two or three of them.
Also, that guy must be sick! He comes here in the middle of the night to cast spells.
Is it just to show off? Well...that's just showing off.
Whoosh!
In mid-air, Zhao Yun waved his hand and pulled off the black robe.
"Shocking or not, unexpected or not."
This guy was grinning widely, with two rows of neat teeth that were exceptionally white.
He was happy, but everyone present had dark faces.
Damn it, this guy is so idle! He did this in the middle of the night.
"Look! I just said the back is familiar."
"That robe is so extraordinary! It makes me dizzy."
"This acting is superb again."
Everyone sighed. If his robe hadn't been ripped off, who would have known it was Zhao Yun.
"With all due respect, everyone sitting here... is rubbish."
Zhao Yun walked down from the air with a smile, but suddenly he said this sentence.
As soon as these words came out, he couldn't stand still.
His words were not shocking, and he would never stop talking. His words shocked all the friends.
It's not what Zhao Yun said.
It is a sword made up by the Moon God.
Now in this scene, such a sentence is very timely and contextual.
"You guys chat."
Zhao Yun laughed dryly, turned around and ran away.
"run?"
Zhuge Xuandao cursed and slapped him away.
Zhao Yun knelt down on the spot, with a big character written on the board, stuck to the ground. Before he could get up, everyone gathered around him, clenching his fists and stroking his sleeves. Their expressions were surprisingly consistent. They were all laughing, and they were all laughing very happily.
.
ah...!
The screams of the young master of the Zhao family were still very domineering.
"The folk custom is really tough."
Feng Wu coughed dryly and was the only spectator, the only one who didn't take action.
The screams disappeared without knowing when.
The crooked-necked tree in the garden has another person hanging, tied up with big stripes, with many footprints all over the body, and the smooth hair has become a chicken coop again.
At this moment, with the gusts of wind, it was shaking and shaking.
Comfortable!
The goddess of the moon was lying on the moon, full of contentment.
In order to let his disciple receive one more beating, the master has a good intention!
"What a strange robe."
Before everyone left, they gathered under the tree and took off Zhao Yun's escaping robe. They gathered in a circle and looked again and again. Except for the Nine Palaces Bagua and some patterns, nothing else could be seen. Zhao Yunlian
The formations embedded in the robe are so invisible that no one can see them.
It's not like they haven't seen robes for covering up before.
This is the first time I have seen someone as mysterious as Zhao Yun.
If outsiders look at it for a long time, it will not only blind their eyesight, but also confuse their minds.
"The Legend of Hongyuan?"
"Other than the best in the world, who else has such courage?"
"It's great to have a master."
There were a lot of mutterings, and the envy in my heart!
Only the beautiful purple eyes are deep, where did the Hongyuan come from? It was probably created by Zhao Yun himself, or maybe... it was obtained through deception and abduction. It can perform the aura of Tianwu, coupled with this black robe to cover up, in the future,
That kid must be even more promiscuous.
Not long after.
Everyone went back to their respective rooms, but Zhao Yun was still hanging there.
Feng Wu was kind-hearted and let him go.
"I just have a bad mouth."
Zhao Yun sat under the tree, wiping the blood from his nose.
Having a master who is too showy seems to be a bad thing.
"I see it."
Feng Wu replied, holding the escaping mysterious robe in her arms, and looked at it again and again. Even Zhuge Xuandao and the others could not see the clues, let alone her. Her so-called talent of peeping and perception, in front of this mysterious robe,
It seemed like it was just a decoration. With the help of this mysterious robe, the chances of rescuing her brother would be much higher.
"Wait for me in the east of the city."
Zhao Yun finally wiped away the nosebleed and put on the mysterious robe to hide from the world.
"good."
Fengwu was pleasantly surprised.
This is about to get up and go to hell!
Zhao Yun got such a black robe to prepare for the torture.
After not staying for long, Feng Wu quietly escaped from the small garden.
Here, Zhao Yun drank a mouthful of spiritual liquid, carried Long Yuan on his back, inserted Zixiao in his waist, and took the Qiankun bag. After everything was ready, he escaped from the ground.
The reason for being so cautious is that I don't want to be noticed.
There is more than one force that is staring at him. The last time he was exiled is an excellent example. So many people want him dead, so be careful about sailing the ship for ten thousand years.
He quietly escaped from a dark alley in the city.
When he came out again, he was already on a fast horse.
I don't plan to use a mount this time. The Dapeng looks eye-catching and can be easily recognized.
Outside the city, a cloud crane hovered in the sky, and the phoenix dance stood on it.
The two of them got up and down, heading straight to the east.
The Hell of Hell is not close to here, it must be more than a thousand miles away.
Anyone with a little experience knows where the hell is.
Click! Click!
Even while galloping, Zhao Yun was not idle. There was a constant crackling sound in his body. Hearing this, the horses under him had strange eyes. It was strange that the man he was carrying had such a sound in his body. He always felt that he was going to die in the next moment.
It falls apart. Also, why is this thing so heavy? It must weigh several hundred kilograms.
Zhao Yun casually used a lightening talisman to reduce the weight as much as possible.
The horse was neighing loudly, its load was light, and its legs and feet were numb.
When it enters the mountain forest, it will pass through like a black shadow. If you give it a speed talisman, it will definitely be faster. However, it is just a horse, different from a roc.
It would be strange if a speed talisman is attached to it so that it doesn't hit the wall.
"Um?"
Zhao Yun frowned, suddenly looked back, and looked up at the sky.
Feng Wu and the cloud crane can be seen, but behind them, there are three black clouds. To be precise, they are three black goshawks. On the back of each goshawk, there is a figure, covered in black robes.
They were all carrying killing swords that glowed with cold light. They were obviously either traveling around or chasing the phoenix dance.
"Killer?"
Zhao Yun murmured softly.
Perhaps the distance was too far and the honor of the three men in black could not be seen clearly.
All I know is that there are two men and one woman. Their cultivation level is high! They should be in the Xuanyang realm.
Certainly!
While I was watching, I suddenly heard a light scolding coming from the darkness.
Suddenly, Zhao Yun's horses stopped for a moment.
Someone in the dark cast a immobilizing spell, aiming at the horse. It didn't matter that the horse was immobilized. Zhao Yun, who was on top of it, was caught off guard and flew forward.
Zheng!
Facing him, a slender bloody sword stabbed out, striking directly between his eyebrows.
"They cooperate very well!"
Zhao Yun snorted coldly in his heart, forced himself to hang in the air, flew away and escaped.
Buzz!
Before he hit the ground, he heard another buzzing sound, and it was a fierce giant ax that struck at his head. It was carrying a powerful aura. Once hit, he would be chopped alive.
Zhao Yun conveniently took Long Yuan and held it in front of him to block.
pound!
The giant ax struck Long Yuan with a dull clang and sparks.
Well...!
Zhao Yun groaned, his arms were numb from the shock, and his five internal organs were in severe pain.
Needless to say, the ax wielder is a powerful martial artist.
"The young master of the Zhao family is indeed not simple."
There was a faint laughter, and figures came out from all three directions: east, west, and south.
The person holding the ax is a rude man with disheveled hair.
The person carrying the slender blood sword is a young man in black.
As for the remaining one, he was an old man, with a skeletal figure, as thin as firewood, and a scar slanting on his face, which combined with his face, made him look gloomy and terrifying.