Hello, Yan Chaobai

With a scream, the tall body of the bodyguard of the Haoqi League crashed down, and the young knight retreated indifferently, ignoring the opponent's unyielding gaze, and took the time to avoid the splash of blood at his throat.

His eyes were sharp and calm, like a dormant cheetah.

"You can do it, kid." Kankan's companion who arrived patted Yan Chaobai on the shoulder, "Dare to act wild in the Black Gobi at a young age, and you will become a great weapon in the future!"

"Oh?" Yan Chaobai raised his eyes, "Is this place special?"

"The Black Gobi is an important material delivery point for both camps. Since Jiandan Qinxin, it has been the front line of the confrontation between the Haoqi League and the Valley of the Evil. The young people who can gallop here are all wonderful people, and they will definitely dominate in the future One side." The man said, he kept wiping the mechanism crossbow in his hand, and suddenly whistled, "Ha, someone has entered my trap!"

He lifted his feet and walked out, and did not forget to wave his hands: "Very good eyes, come on, brat!"

"Cut..." Yan Chaobai turned around and was about to look for the next target, but suddenly there was a chill behind his back.

Nameless soul lock!

The force of dividing the mountain spewed out like magma, and an invisible aura exploded from the inside out——Yan Chaobai turned and jumped back sharply, meeting a pair of golden eyes just as he rose and fell.

Immediately afterwards, the palm of his hand was empty, and the knife he was holding tightly disappeared.

Mingjiao, disarm.

Yan Chaobai's eyes were even brighter. He has never been afraid of any sects or moves. After the Mo Dao was seized, and his mentality changed suddenly, he poked his right hand behind him and pulled out a long sword with a "choke" , the sword energy fell like rain, forming a faintly flowing aura.

Qu Ye was startled, and when he wanted to withdraw from Tai Chi, Yan Chaobai's sword had already swept towards him silently.

So Qu Ye decisively disappeared, and then left each other's attack range.

There are always very few people who are willing to provoke freaks.

Yan Chaobai turned the shield around his body for a while, and when he saw no enemy, he put his sword back into its sheath, and put the saber in his hand again.

He was very excited, those people's unfriendly gazes and guarded expressions always reminded him of Cang Yun and Chun Yang, and he was treated like this before.

So, kill!

Qiandao Lake.

"It's really a rare visitor." Potu Qilang sat leaning on the tree branch with his upper body bare, "Why did Master think of visiting my humble house?"

Not surprised, Cang Yun walked through the bottles and cans emitting strange smoke on the ground, leaned sideways on the tree, folded his hands on his chest, took a deep breath, and said, "I am a self-made Yingxue Sealing Knife." Useless man, now that he has no last concern, he will naturally come to you."

Potu Qilang stretched out his hand and flicked a reptile off a branch, and the bug fell into an unsealed earthen jar under the tree, and immediately turned into a wisp of green smoke: "Aren't you leaving?"

As he said that, he cast serious gazes, surrounded by fragments of warm sun.

Cang Yun laughed.He lowered his head, just as he raised his head, a pair of empty eyes were embellished with a rare touch of agility under the dotted halo: "Don't leave."

Even though the sensuality in these eyes is less than one ten-thousandth of what it was back then, it is still possible to vaguely recognize a trace of the youthful demeanor of the past.

The blood-stained heavy mail, the life-harvesting Sen Leng Daoshield, and the immature and resolute young face no longer have shadows on him.

Only these eyes, at a certain moment, can make people remember the glory of the past.