The moon is like a silver plate, shining as bright as jade, and in the imperial capital Bianliang, the lights are brightly lit, and people are talking enthusiastically, creating a peaceful and lively bustling scene. Everyone is exaggerated by the joy of the Lantern Festival,
They had no idea that a strange aura was coming over them. This aura was like a terrifying and evil force coming down from the cold sky, making people's hearts tremble for a while, but this was only a temporary moment.
A bright red light box full of joy was hung high. No one noticed that there were several people with strange decorations sitting above such a restaurant. Their decorations were obviously different from those of the Han people in the Central Plains. One of them wore a bright red robe and their hair was tied up casually.
Finally, a pair of monster eyes glowed with a chilling light. There was also a young man under twenty years old, who was also decorated like this and had an even more monster aura about him.
The others were wrapped in fur robes, and their faces exuded a bit of bloodthirsty and fierce aura. A slightly curved saber was placed beside him. These people's bodies were full of thick blood.
The strong smell of blood indicates that he had been licking blood from the knife edge for many years.
The man in red and the boy in red were sitting at the upper table in this box. There were also several cold and calm warriors in costumes standing in this box. Those warriors' eyes like eagles glanced around from time to time. If one
If there is any disturbance, they can react in time. Obviously, the identities of these two men in red are not ordinary, and their weird decorations show their origins, the Khitan, the country of war in the north.
If Ling Tianyun were here, he would definitely launch an attack in anger, because he knew the two men in red, and they were one of the main culprits in the destruction of the Feng family. The older man in red was Yelu Wuji, the second master of the Khitan Kingdom.
, and the young man in red is Xiao Tianye, a disciple of Yelu Wuji. They are in the imperial capital at this time, and they are not afraid of the officials of the imperial capital discovering them. It can be seen from the unscrupulous manner in which they chat and laugh.
In the imperial capital, there is a courtyard. Feng Dao is sitting on a sandalwood chair covered with patterns. His eyes are staring at a young man in white clothes like jade. In the middle of them is a small table.
Apparently there was nothing else on the table except a tea set and a pot of boiling water.
The old man who looked like a fairy, and the young man who looked like jade in white clothes, Sheng Xue Feng and Goddess of God, the pairing was so natural that it made people marvel at the wonder of these years. No matter who it was, no one could escape it.
The erosion of time, no matter it is a young man as rich as jade, or a master of martial arts who is as extraordinary as a saint.
Feng Dao obviously did not expect that Yan Longxing would appear in his house again on the night of Shangyuan Festival, and he would come alone. It can be seen that this person must be confident and not afraid of him, but as a master, he has not done anything
Ask more, he knows something might happen tonight.
"Master Feng, it's already the Yuan Festival, but the master is sitting as firmly as a mountain, which makes Wan Sheng admire him endlessly." Yan Longxing's eyes are so beautiful, like paint and shining like stars. There is such a perfect man in this world,
She is dressed in white and spotless. If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she would have thought that she was an immortal descended from heaven. Her spotless figure and elegant temperament all make people fond of her.
But Feng Dao really didn't have any good impressions of the person in front of him at this time. The young man in front of him was too mysterious, so mysterious that he couldn't believe it. He had investigated this young man, but the information about this young man in his hand
There are even fewer of them. Could it be that this person is really as described in the information, that he was banished to the earth and became the general of the dragon star?
"Young master Yan is joking, I am old. Even if it goes as the master said tonight, I will be unable to do anything." He sighed, with a look of helplessness in his eyes. He really couldn't understand why Yan Longxing was so sure.
, His Majesty the Emperor died tonight. The young man remained silent and screamed in shock. Exiled Immortal, are there really gods in this world? If His Majesty the Emperor dies tonight, then what will happen to him?
Two years of hard work have been in vain.
"Follow the trend, everything is determined. If there is one person in this world who can break this destiny, then he can only be born late. It is not a late born arrogance. In this world of disputes, there is no point in fighting for each other. Otherwise, it will make it big.
Some, but I don't know if Master Feng is interested." Yan Longxing's vague words were like a sharp sword, which shocked Feng Dao's heart.
"But Yan is really curious, Grand Master Feng, who are you? This dynasty has changed to become the Great Zhou Kingdom, but you are still evergreen, which makes Yan even more admired." Yan Longxing changed his tone and returned.
Before Feng Dao could catch his breath, another sharp edge appeared and came straight towards him. A cold light shone through his eyes, as if he wanted to see through the true face of this immortal-like old man.
"I'm just an old man. Why should Mr. Yan worry about his identity? He has never asked about Mr. Yan's identity and doesn't want to know." Feng Dao's eyes narrowed and he responded calmly, "The tea is ready, please.
, I’m not going anywhere tonight, I hope it’s as Mr. Yan said, there will be a lot of excitement tonight, I’m afraid the capital will not be peaceful in the future.”
What a cunning old fox, Yan Longxing's expression didn't change at all, but he secretly cursed in his heart. He couldn't detect anything even if the other party didn't get in. He stretched out his slender fingers and gently picked it up.
I picked up the exquisite tea cup, and at this moment, the pleasant aroma began to spread everywhere, as sweet as sweet, and intoxicating.
"Look, the Emperor Star has fallen. How can you miss such a beautiful scene." Yan Longxing raised his head and looked up at the sky shrouded in moonlight, and murmured.
And Feng Dao also followed his gaze and looked up at the starry sky. Sure enough, a dazzling meteor was coming from a distance in the sky. The meteor that was speeding in compared with the bright moonlight and flew towards it.
The force of thunder brought a long flame-like light from the sky, and then hurriedly disappeared into the other end of the sky, and soon disappeared from their sight. In Feng Dao's eyes, there was nothing but endless shock and disbelief.
Apart from that, there were no more expressions. With a few complicated expressions in his eyes, he looked at the Yanlong star looking up at the starry sky. Finally, he let out a long sigh, and his fairy-like figure seemed to be...
He also became a little sluggish, but he seemed to be much older.
At the same time, in a small peasant courtyard on the outskirts of Bianliang City, the imperial capital, a commoner man stood beside the wall of the courtyard. He stared at the endless starry sky. Behind the commoner man stood a
A cold and strong man, with two long scimitars on his back. Next to the man carrying the sword is a graceful young woman. She does not wipe any makeup on her face and is dressed in rough clothes.
It's hard to hide her graceful figure.
A dazzling meteor passed over their heads, carrying a long flame-like stream of light, shooting from one end of the starry sky. Finally, the meteor disappeared at the other end of the starry sky with a dim light.
But the three people who saw this phenomenon said nothing, especially the man standing leaning against the wall, whose deep eyes shone with a brilliant light, and there was no trace of the sharp edges on his face like a knife.
Any expression on his face. The man in cloth stood with his hands behind his back, standing for a long time without saying a word, like a sculpture. And the two people behind him also stood with him for a long time, but their eyes showed solemnity.
look.
The moonlight shines like silver on the land. The cold wind twists the moonlight, and an endless desolate atmosphere suddenly spreads out. In the quiet night, in the sky with endless starlight, the moon is like a silver plate in the sky.
Like an overlord, standing on the sky, the Shangyuan Festival, this year's Shangyuan Festival is destined to be a special festival.
Ling Tianyun did not go out from the courtyard, he completely walked out of the sword manual. It was not just a sword manual, it was the painstaking work of a generation of sword saints, Feng Liandao. He hungrily read this book
After reading the thick sword manual, he found that he had really benefited a lot. When he finished reading the last page, he realized that today was the Lantern Festival. He also realized that he had missed the best time to go out.
But he felt that he had no regrets. If he had to choose again, he would still choose to continue studying the sword manual.
Looking at Dugu Aoxue's thin face, he looked at the cold and stunningly beautiful woman with apologetic eyes. If it weren't for him, why would Dugu Aoxue be here with him to suffer this. Talk.
Tianya obviously took care of the unconscious Feng Xiaochan meticulously, and the breath on her face had improved slightly, but she still had some fear of the frost-haired, cold, arrogant and peerless swordsman, but she was no longer as scared as before.
So thick.
Zhang Xiaofeng changed into white clothes, coupled with his frosty hair and his cold and handsome face, his whole person gave Ling Tianyun the feeling that he was a sword and he was born for the sword.
Only a little over thirty, his face showed a bit of desolation and loneliness.
They also saw this meteor passing across the sky. Ling Tianyun didn't understand what happened, but he saw that Zhang Xiaofeng's face had obviously changed. What puzzled him was that Dugu Aoxue's face also changed.
There was a hint of brilliant luster in her beautiful eyes, and her face was a bit solemn.
"Zhang Daxia, is something going to happen?" He asked Zhang Xiaofeng in confusion. He didn't understand why the two of them became so solemn when they saw the meteor streaking across the sky. He didn't know.
This meteor has something to do with the imperial capital or something else. In his eyes, it is just an ordinary meteor that comes with a brilliant and dazzling light.
"This is an emperor star, which means that an emperor in the world is about to fall, and this emperor star passed over the imperial capital." Dugu Aoxue sighed softly and explained to Ling Tianyun, but Zhang Xiaofeng, who was standing aside, did not
Speaking, it was obvious that he had agreed with Dugu Aoxue's statement.
"Heaven is jealous of talents, it is a pity that the great overlord of the Zhou Dynasty generation has great talents." Zhang Xiaofeng whispered in his mouth, but he did not deliberately hide it. Ling Tianyun's brain suddenly heard a bang, he did not expect to fall.
It would be Guo Wei, the emperor of the Great Zhou Kingdom. Didn't it say that the Emperor of the Great Zhou Kingdom had just recovered from a serious illness, and he also promulgated a series of policies that benefited the country and the people. He didn't understand why such an accident happened.
If the Yangtze River is like a giant dragon roaring towards the East China Sea, then the Yellow River is like a wild dragon. The turbulent waves it carries are filled with turbid mud and sand that rise up wantonly. The dark yellow turbid mud water flows in a destructive way.
The momentum surged down.
Then, in the Yellow River, there was a small wooden boat going down the river. Just below the small wooden boat was the imperial capital Bianliang. The rushing river water and the shining moonlight were intertwined, reflecting each other, and it was difficult to tell what was going on.
What is the river water and what is the moonlight? But on the small boat going down the river, there is a man in brocade robe standing prominently.
The man was in his thirties, with a pair of eyes as deep as stars, and a face as exquisite as a sculpture. The man stood with his hands behind his back, standing at the head of the boat, and he was also looking at the endless starry sky. Of course he
He also saw meteors speeding across the sky. However, his face was expressionless, and there was not a single breath wave in his body.
He is recognized as the best master in the world, the great master of the Khitan Kingdom, Wan Yan, who is invincible. His eyes shifted from the starry sky and looked ahead, at Bianliang, the ancient imperial capital that reflected the brilliant light.