After Yan Xiao left for a while, a skinny boy in a yellow linen jacket, no more than fifteen or sixteen years old, appeared behind him. The boy knelt on one knee and pressed his right fist on the ground, as if waiting for orders.
"Huidong, maybe you can help me find out about Night Cry? I want to know. I know everything about how exaggerated the saying 'It's so sharp, mountains and rivers cry at night' is so exaggerated."
The young man in yellow nodded and said softly "Yes". Without noticing, he disappeared, as if he was just a light and shadow, and the dark clouds covered it for a moment and then dissipated.
On the other side of the story, Qu Tianao became interested and led the patrolling soldiers to the martial arts field. Coincidentally, Mo Chang, the commander of the Five Black Leopards, one of the six major branches, was also at the martial arts field today. Both of them were barbarians.
The rough guys had nowhere to vent their energy, so they got together and fought with swords and wrestling. They fought for almost two hours before they were exhausted.
Mo Chang asked while drinking the water from his skin: "Commander, which sister-in-law did this injury to you? She is good at swordsmanship."
Qu Tianao shook his head, patted Mo Chang, and replied: "Sister-in-law, how can you be so lucky? She is the guest of the Marquis named Yan Xiao..."
"What, you had a fight with that Yan Xiao?"
Mo Chang mistakenly thought that Qu Tianao was having a fight with Yan Xiao. He was so excited. That immortal was the master of the Marquis. The old city lord laughed and said that he did not dare to compete with him.
"No, no, no, she is a little girl brought here by Yan Xiao. She is estimated to be less than twenty, and she looks about seventeen or eighteen. They are from the Central Plains. They look younger than us, at that age."
Mo Chang finally figured it out, put down his water bag, and said with a smile, "Let's just say, you fought with that Yan Xiao, and I even ripped off your skin."
When Qu Tian'ao was sparring with Bai Lu, the soldier who kept laughing at Qu Tian'ao was puzzled and asked: "Commander Mo Chang, this doesn't make sense, no matter what, the commander-in-chief..."
"What? You don't believe it? Don't say it's the city lord's Feng Hu Wu Yu. Even the old city lord's Feng Hu Wu Yu, the immortal still easily resolved it. Later, I quietly told you, listen to me.
, Yan Xiao himself was seriously injured, and he lost on purpose in order to give advice to the old city lord."
Although not many people heard this, everyone was dumbfounded. Qu Tianao looked serious and said: "Commander Mo Chang drank too much water today and was drunk. You guys pretended not to hear it and knew it."
What?"
No one answered, but everyone nodded.
No one dares to say that Zhong Xihou is invincible in the world, and similarly, no one dares to say that Zhong Nan, Yan, won without force.
But unfortunately, a girl who could read lips passed by the martial arts arena, and she caught Mo Chang's words. Her eyes widened, Yan Xiao, Yan Xiao, what kind of person is this?
?
Bai Lu walked out of the city lord's mansion for about half an hour, then suddenly turned around and said to the air: "When are you ready to follow?"
The boy wearing coarse cloth appeared from the eaves of a house facing the street. Bai Lu looked carefully at the place where the boy was hiding. There was no expression on her face, and she couldn't help but admire in her heart. She had mastered the skill of concealment and tracking.
The boy in coarse cloth showed no expression and asked: "How did you find out?"
Bai Lu shook her head. The young man was not bad at it, but how could he
What a little fool.
Bai Lu turned her gaze and looked at the person behind the young man. Sure enough, there was a thin man with a monkey face walking out from the corner of the wall. He was timid and wanted to run but didn't dare to run.
Huidong was dumbfounded. Bai Lu ignored the young man and walked directly towards the thin man with a monkey face. He drew his sword without mercy and was about to kill him. However, after hearing the wind, he instinctively swung the long sword and knocked down two flying weapons.
knife.
"If I follow a gangster, will my sister kill me?"
Bai Lu glanced at Huidong and said "Go away". The thin monkey-faced man ran away as if he had received an amnesty order. Looking at Huidong again, he actually put away the knife and seemed not to care about it. Just now, this
The boy also shot two throwing knives at himself.
"May I have your name?"
"Me? I don't have a name." Huidong stammered. He was inexplicably nervous. Was he afraid? Of course he couldn't be afraid. What was the reason? The boy didn't know.
If it were anyone else, Huidong would not care. That thin, monkey-faced man was wearing combat boots from the Sixth Department of Tianling, and he didn't know which brainless master sent him to follow him.
Bai Lu looked at the young man's eyes. They were not as clear as they should be at this age. Instead, they were a little turbid. Not to mention how he was feeling, it seemed that the young man had been using his eyes for much longer than ordinary people, which made his eyes dry and seemed to have a film.
cover.
"How old are you?"
"About fifteen." The young man was not sure when he answered. He was also guessing how old the woman in silver armor was? Seventeen? Eighteen? Or nineteen?
Although he was not afraid, he did not dare to ask.
"Since when did you start following me?"
"When the City Lord's Mansion comes out."
Bai Lu's eyelids moved slightly. When she left the city lord's palace, she asked the young man with great interest: "Are you from Zhongxihou?"
The young man shook his head. Bai Lu didn't care whether the shake was true or not, and asked again: "Do you want to leave the city that never sleeps?"
The young man still shook his head. Bai Lu didn't have the same expression as before. Instead, she was a little unhappy and said to herself: "I'm leaving the Sleepless City. I don't have much time. If Marquis Zhong Xi sent you, tell him
, I may come back to kill him next time."
Bai Lu was naturally joking. Her only connection with Zhong Xihou was Yan Xiao, so why did she want to kill Zhong Xihou? She was curious about the child's next reaction and silently waited for the expected reaction.
The young man was a little confused. He said that he was not from the City Lord's Mansion. No one with any sense would believe it. So she said such a thing in front of someone from the City Lord's Mansion?
Bai Lu got tired of waiting and added another sentence: "I will kill four more people, and Zhong Xihou may be one of them."
Bai Lu left just like that. The young man was very surprised. She had never seen a woman like Bai Lu, who was as sharp and independent in her own way.
"Can you please not kill anyone?"
Bai Lu was in a daze. Is this boy, fifteen or fourteen or sixteen years old, this boy who is following Zhong Xihou, afraid of killing? Or afraid of death?
After separating from Bai Lu, Huidong did not return to the city lord's palace. He went to a cave in the desert and hid in it.
Here are all the things he collected. There are things like Langhao pen, "Thousand Character Classic", abacus, Go, etc., but the most important ones are shoes, from cloth shoes to straw sandals, boots to short boots, all kinds of styles and shapes.
.But these shoes have one thing in common. Their colors are not bright, on the contrary, they are very dull. They are so inconspicuous that people are too lazy to look down and guess whether the shoes have holes or something.
The young man wrapped himself in a quilt and wanted to sleep, but couldn't fall asleep. He got up, grabbed a long piece of charcoal, and started drawing on a glazed wooden board with an oil lamp. He was drawing a woman, a very beautiful woman. This woman was wearing
The dancing girl wore a gauze skirt and a beaded hairpin. She was almost finished, but the boy suddenly used a long strip of charcoal to erase all the woman's portrait, threw the charcoal strips and wooden boards aside, and fell asleep with his head covered.
The gold and silver treasures given to the young man by Zhong Xihou were enough to make him rich and powerful in the city that never sleeps, but the young man was not used to living in the city. On the contrary, he preferred the cave under the yellow sand of the desert where he had lived since birth.
Is this place quiet? It's impossible. The sound of wind and sand passing by on the ground never stops.
Noisy? No, no one will ever knock on the door and say, "Huidong, let's go out and play."
Occasionally, sand foxes or sand wolves will come in to avoid the wind and sand. They also understand the owner's thoughts and will quietly huddle in the corner without destroying everything in the cave.
The young man slept so peacefully that he even talked in his sleep unconsciously. The words in his sleep only contained one word, "Dad".
What would happen if the boy found his father? At least this poor child never thought about it.
But if the silver-armored woman named Bai Lu were to find her father, the next action couldn't be simpler. She would pull out the sheath and cut him in two.
Let's talk about the palace of the Lord of the City that never sleeps. There, Zhong Xihou listened to the spies explain everything in detail. When the spies went down, he threw the small piece of paper densely covered with rice-sized black characters into the oil lamp.
"It's hard to read. Can a fifteen-year-old have fantasies about women?"
It's hard to stop writing. Strangely enough, this Daojun has been writing and drawing these past few days.
"Taoist little Zhou Tian's Kungfu makes people want nothing but desires. It's hard to know how to write a book."
"Fifteen······"
"When the city lord was fifteen years old, there were so many beauties. How could he have such desires that he couldn't let go of?"
Zhong Xihou was stunned for a moment, not knowing what to answer.
What can he do if he denies it? At least there are rumors in the world that the Lord of Xidi City is good at sword dancing and good at double cultivation. He has collected more than a thousand famous swords and has more than a hundred beauties. After that, there is a brief description of the famous swords, most of which
The whole article is devoted to describing Mei Ji’s stunning beauty.
He, Zhong Xihou, has three young descendants whom he likes more. One is called "Gongzhe". He has been away for three years and should return; the second is "Walker", which is Xiao Huidong. But Huidong is a very stubborn child, even if he himself
I wanted to teach him the skills of boxing, kicking, swords, guns, and swords, but the boy refused to learn. He only had a soft spot for various body shapes and steps.
As for the third one, Zhong Xihou was too lazy to think about it anymore and asked Shu Nan: "How is King Fengling?"
Shu Nan shook his head and sighed: "It's an innate disaster, nothing can be done."