This man is about twenty-six or seven years old, with long eyebrows and beautiful eyes, and a gentle temperament. He is wearing a Taoist uniform, which is slightly darker blue and looks more serious at night, making him calm and composed.
Tang Shao narrowed his eyes: "Northern Qi Imperial Master, Xuan Fei?"
Xuanfei smiled slightly and made a Taoist salute: "This is the first time we meet, so I'm a poor Taoist."
Tang Shao sneered: "Are you here to save people? Being the Imperial Advisor of Northern Qi is really not easy. Not only do you have to test the fate of the country and do things, you also have to travel thousands of miles to protect a useless prince."
Xuanfei was neither angry nor annoyed, and said: "It's not easy, but it's not as difficult as you."
Tang Shao narrowed his eyes: "What do you mean?"
Xuanfei asked him bluntly: "Have you agreed to cooperate with Xinggong?"
"What does this have to do with you?"
Xuanfei ignored his hostility and said, "Then do you know that I was the last person they sought cooperation with?"
Tang Shao responded coldly: "So what?"
"It seems you know. Then do you know why I refused?"
"I don't know, and I don't want to know." Tang Shao turned his head and said, "Why are you standing there in a daze? Why don't you take him down!"
The master behind him hesitated for a moment and responded: "Yes."
Seeing his reaction, Xuanfei sighed: "You and I are of the same blood, so Pindao wants to save you. Since you... that's all, I think we are not destined to come."
Tang Shao was unmoved and remained expressionless.
Save him? What can he do to save him? The family he tried his best to protect, and his father who believed him until his death, finally proved that it was all a scam.
Do you really think that just saying a few words of comfort and expressing sympathy can solve the problem?
Impossible.
What's more, there is nothing wrong with him now. In the past, the Tang family restrained him, and in order to make way for his brother, he had to take a back seat. Now, no one can restrain him, and he can fully display his talents and realize his ambitions.
What's wrong with this?
"Crash!" The sound of broken tiles sounded. Mingwei knocked open the roof and shouted: "Let's go!"
King An has been found and he must escape quickly.
"Woooo..." The flute sounded, and the surrounding fog surged up again.
Mingwei's expression changed, but he saw that Ning Xiu had already taken the piano in his hand, and with a sound of "Zheng!", the thick fog was torn apart.
"You go!" he shouted.
"gentlemen!"
Ning Xiu stood on the roof, looking at the people below: "Don't he call himself a fortune teller? Let me, the master, see what he is capable of!"
Ming Wei smiled.
She shouted to Yang Shu: "Hurry up and protect King An and leave! My husband and I are no longer the queen."
Yang Shu forced the two men back with a sword and replied: "Senior brother and I stay here, you go!"
Mingwei wanted to say something more, but he immediately acted like there was no room for negotiation: "Either you leave, or we stay together!"
Mingwei was helpless and had to say: "Then I'll leave it to you. Good luck, let's go!"
"Yes, miss!"
"Master National Preceptor?"
Xuan Fei glanced at Tang Shao one last time and saw that he had no intention of looking back, so he stopped asking any more questions and followed Ming Wei away.
The three of them caught up with King An, and Ah Xuan and Cai Shou ran out with him in their arms.
Xuanfei and Duofu were leading the way.
Whenever they were blocked by the formation, Mingwei would tear them apart with the sound of flute.
After doing this several times, I finally reached the edge.
After fighting all the way, the five of them were exhausted.
"Just get out of here." Mingwei said, "Out of the range of the formation, we can hide our whereabouts..."
"You have a beautiful idea!" A voice suddenly sounded.
Mingwei looked up and saw Wen Xiuyi and Shi Qing.
She rubbed her forehead and felt a little tired: "Ms. Wen, we have had so many calls, can we save some time? There is really nothing new!"
"They say my surname is not Wen, how long are you going to call me?" Wen Xiuyi said angrily.
"Don't worry about these details!" Mingwei said, "We know each other very well about the strength of the two of you. Why bother with it, right?"
Shi Qing said coldly: "How do you know if you haven't been beaten? Are you so sure that we haven't made any progress during this time?"
Ming smiled and said: "In the past, I alone could deal with you. Even if you have made great progress during this period, I still have so many of you. Can you still grow into a national master?"
Wen Xiuyi was furious: "Stop playing with your words! In short, if you want to go out today, you have to ask us!"
"Okay, we've already beaten each other, and this one is enough." Mingwei turned the flute in his hand, "Come on!"
…
Yang Shu, who was left behind, suddenly found that the more he fought, the easier it became, which was a little strange.
"Senior brother, is it my imagination? Why do you feel that there are fewer people? The sound waves are no longer powerful?"
Ning Xiu frowned and stopped.
In the room, there was still the continuous sound of the flute, but it really didn't sound as powerful as it was at the beginning.
Ning Xiu flicked his fingers, and the sound of the piano made a clanging sound, creating waves of air and breaking through the protection of the flute sound.
He jumped down from the hole in the roof.
In the room, there was a man in green sitting, with his back to them, playing the flute.
Even though they made such a big noise, the other party remained motionless.
Ning Xiu's face turned livid, he plucked the piano with his hand, pulled out the thin sword hidden inside, and stabbed it out.
"laugh--"
There was a sound of paper being torn apart, a paper figure slipped to the ground, and the sound of the flute was cut off.
"I was cheated!" Yang Shu glanced around, "Where have they gone?"
Ning Xiu was so angry that he laughed back, and a few words came out from between his teeth: "Deceive the master and destroy the ancestor! Do you really think that I can't clean up the family?"
He flicked his sleeves and strode out of the house.
Whenever you meet someone on the road, you just pluck the string with your hand, triggering sound waves to clear the way.
This aura...
Yang Shu shrank his neck, feeling a little cold for no reason: "It's so scary..."
He chased after him and helped clear the way.
Ning Xiu was probably irritated. After dealing with these people, he took off the command talisman from his waist.
"Senior brother, are they attacking in the east and attacking in the west? They deliberately left us here, among which..."
"Well." Ning Xiu said in a deep tone, "So we must find them immediately. This Mingxiao, I underestimated him. I can feel that his and Mingwei's auras are very similar, and there seems to be some kind of connection. Maybe.
It is this connection that makes him always hostile to Mingwei."
"Contact..." Yang Shu really felt a chill in his back.
Ning Xiu held the command talisman and poured his magic power into it.
In an instant, an invisible force spread out.
In Ning Xiu's vision, everything around him became different.
Those trees, those houses, and those formations are all gone.
There are only white or black ones, sometimes with a little shadow of other colors.
"You know why? Are we sure that Mingxiao's inheritance did not come from a legitimate source?"
"Why?" Yang Shu climbed up the ladder very wisely.
"Because," Ning Xiu said coldly, "he doesn't know the function of the command talisman at all. His methods are useless in front of the command talisman!"
Ning Xiu put the piano on his back and said: "Let's go!" (To be continued)