Tiansheng 15 years

Everything he has is given by Song Heyan, and he should give advice, not to mention that he also hopes that he will become a talent.

"Come out." He said coldly to a wrist-thick maple tree at the foot of Luoke Mountain, while protecting Liang Feiqin behind him.

The autumn rain is cool and the autumn wind is rustling.Liang Feiqin stood behind Luo Yang, what he saw in his eyes was the faint blue Kui animal pattern hairband in the ink-like black silk.This hair band is dark blue with some gold in it, presumably it is made of financial blue that costs one cent per inch of gold.

Luo Yang seems to prefer dark and complex patterns.In retrospect, except for the white clothes that Xiao Tingsi must wear, he didn't seem to have worn other light-colored clothes, and they were all dark-colored clothes.Moreover, besides the common cloud patterns, the decorations on the clothes are also majestic and solemn animal patterns.

Liang Feiqin raised his hand and caressed the pattern on Luo Yang's shirt, while raising his eyes to see what happened in front of him.

If there seems to be nothing, it is impermanent.A wrist-thick maple tree in front twisted its body with the wind, and then a wisp of ghost floated from it.

The state of the soul is very light, like the smoke rising from the lake, the kind that will dissipate when the wind blows.

"Is this what Songhai hit with your move just now?" Is Hua Guang's sword move so powerful?It is also because of the strength of the people who use the tricks.

"Not at all."

"Then what's the situation?" Liang Feiqin leaned on him, and scratched Luo Yang's icy cheeks with his fingers. He exclaimed, and whispered: "Your face is so cold! Could it be that the wind blows too much, It's freezing. Let's go back, shall we?"

"Waiting for a while." Luo Yang looked at the ghost and asked, "Is it you who have been staring at us?" Flowers, plants and trees are everywhere, and it is normal to be possessed by the same family who have become spirits.

"You shouldn't have come." The erratic voice sounded slowly.

Liang Feiqin said disdainfully: "You are the ones who shouldn't come. This is the human world, and we are the human race." It is the right way for each to take care of his position and seek his own government.The monster race has the monster race's territory, and the human race also has the human race's territory.They were supposed to be separated from each other, but the demon nature is inherently cruel, they naturally love the flesh and blood of the human race, and they look forward to coming to the human world to start killing, creating the beauty of blood flowing into rivers in their eyes.

The ghost said: "People are cowardly, cowardly, cruel, cunning and hypocritical. This beautiful world has been polluted by you."

"You only see the darkness of the human race, but you don't see their beauty." Luo Yang raised his hand and let the sword long wish floating in front of him turn into a light spot of nothingness.Then there was only a loud bang, a piece of bluestone at the foot of the mountain was torn apart out of thin air, bursts of black smoke from the ground corroded the trees and vegetation around the foot of the mountain.

"Ah!" After a scream, the ghost, which was as light as light smoke, really dispersed in all directions as if blown away by the wind.

Liang Feiqin shook his body involuntarily when he was called. He rubbed his ears uncomfortably and asked, "Is it solved?"

"Run away." Then he led Liang Feiqin by the sleeve and walked towards the place where the bluestone was torn apart just now.

The location of the bluestone is exactly the place where one must step up the mountain. It is difficult to cross it. After all, it is the height of one step. Ordinary people will not be so bored as to take two steps and one step at a time.

"You found out that something was wrong in the morning." The feeling is too sharp.

"Yes." He stopped when he found something wrong, and then looked at it for a while, only to feel that it was wrong, and then he couldn't destroy it, so he had to leave.What really confirmed the problem was the seemingly malicious eyes that he had been dangling around on the way from down the mountain to entering the village.

He wouldn't be sure if he wasn't stared at.

Liang Feiqin looked around and found a twig. He took it and bent over with great interest to fiddle with the unknown things hidden under the bluestone.

"What is this?" It was all rotten into mud, and I really couldn't see what it was.

Luo Yang swept it lightly with his spiritual power, and after a while he said in an unspeakable way: "There is the breath of the Xuanwu lineage of the holy beast." But the lineage of the holy beast is rare, and it is extremely protective. flowing in the human world.He thought of the bloody smell and resentment emanating from that ghost, and an extremely unreliable rumor surfaced in his heart.

steal!

Stealing the blood of the demon cubs who are born with powerful demon powers, implanting them with secret methods, has achieved the purpose of enhancing their own demon powers.

This rumor was still said when he was three years old, when Grandma came to coax him after coaxing his mother to sleep, and told himself that if he didn't sleep again, he would be taken away by a demon, and his blood would be drained to steal his blood.

He whispered to Grandma that he was a little monster and other monsters looked down on him.

Grandma first looked back at her mother, and then said to him: Yangyang, your bloodline is good, those bad monsters will definitely snatch you away if they know about you.

What kind of monster am I, grandma!

Yangyang is a little tiger cub!Grandma smiled and patted his head, telling him to sleep quickly.

What kind of monster is the little tiger cub?He wanted to ask Grandma but was afraid of waking up his mother, so he dared not speak any more.Forget it, ask again tomorrow.But what greeted him the next day was a migration, and his doubts were once again suppressed.

Until later, when he was thrown down the mountain and taken away by human traffickers, and then went to Luoyang City to be taken away by Peak Master Liang, the question that was lingering in his heart still hadn't been answered.It wasn't until he was looking after his five-year-old son at the age of 15 that a book about ancient strange beasts solved some of his doubts.

The holy beast white tiger is divided into three types according to the color of the eyes: Jinyao white tiger, red-eyed white tiger, and green-eyed white tiger. Among them, the sacred beast is the ancestor Liuqiguang of Jinyao white tiger.He once followed the first generation of demon kings, and was knocked down to the chaotic world in a melee. After going through all kinds of hardships, he finally came back, only to learn that the demon king he was following had long since fallen.Under great grief and grief, he chose to retreat into the vast mountains of the demon world, and no one knows whether he is still in the demon world.And only when he looked up at the sky, did he know that he was still alive.

When Luo Yang was a teenager, he knew from the book that his mother was a red-eyed white tiger, and he also knew why grandma called him a little tiger cub back then.He thought without emotion at the time: So that's how it is!Then he put the book back in the sound of calling, and squatted down to hug the little figure who rushed over into his arms.

"What are you doing?" The young Liang Feiqin, who was sweating all over his body, rubbed the sweat all over his face onto the snow-white shirt worn by the young Luo Yang.

"It's nothing." Luo Yang let him rub, and took out a handkerchief to wipe his sweat.

Liang Feiqin pouted unhappily, and complained, "You lied to me."

"No."

Later, after he asked the maid to bathe Liang Feiqin and change his clothes, he had dinner and watched him fall asleep before returning to Xiao Tingsi wearing clothes that needed to be washed.

He came back quite late, but even so, some people still stayed up.Bo Yan, with his hair tied up casually and dressed in clothes, was sitting at the gate of the plum garden, stepping on a whetstone without shoes and socks on, holding a sharp dagger in his hand, and was grinding .

Luo Yang bypassed Bo Yan at the door, and after changing his clothes, he hesitated and chose to sleep.

Bo Yan said too much, he didn't want to hear it.

"What are you thinking?" The warm sandalwood came rushing towards his face, he took a step back uncomfortably, and replied, "My lord, go back."

Liang Feiqin shook his head, then turned to look at the road up the Luoke Mountain.

He kind of wants to go up and have a look.Xuanwu!Big brother, you must not be unlucky to meet this legendary thing.

Luo Yang asked him: "My lord, something is wrong with this mountain, what about the village?"

Liang Feiqin looked back at him sadly, and said, "You can, threaten me with their lives." What Luo Yang said meant that if they left, the guards who stayed in the village might suffer .

It's also that their dozens of guards plus him can't match Luo Yang's strength alone. Whoever asked them to practice Qi and build a foundation, they don't have a golden core stage.

Although Liang Feiqin is a bit arrogant, he treats his subordinates like brothers and sisters, but he will not sit back and watch them be in danger.

So, is his trip up the mountain doomed?

Big brother, little brother can only bless you here, I hope you will come down soon and safely, and there will be no accidents.

"Subordinates dare not." Luo Yang's tone was flat, without a trace of panic in his tone.At this time, it happened that the rain stopped, and the way he put away the umbrella reminded Liang Feiqin of a sentence in the Book of Songs.

There are bandits and gentlemen, who are as sharp as cutting, and as sharp as grinding.He Xi Xi Xi, and finally can not Hu Xi Xi.Although Luo Yang is not a gentleman with literary grace, he wanted to chant it to him at this moment.

There are many things that I want to do to Luo Yang, but for his company, Liang Feiqin endured silently this time as before.

Do you want to lose him?Do you want to incur his dislike?Do you want to ruin your years of friendship?In no mood.He replied in his heart.There are never only two-word answers to these questions, never.He didn't want to lose him, didn't want him to hate him, and didn't want him to feel that all these years were wasted.

"Go back." He smoothed a strand of long hair that hung down to his chest, and said, "It's still some time before noon, you accompany me for a stroll in the village." He is restless, so let him stay Doing nothing would make him angry.

But Luo Yang said: "Your Master, how far have you learned the Huaguang swordsmanship?"

"Twelve." Huaguang swordsmanship has a total of 21 moves. He started practicing at the age of ten and learned one move every six months. Today, at the age of 16, he barely mastered the twelve moves.

Luo Yang pondered for a while, then said to Liang Feiqin: "Please show me the sword moves you have learned one by one." Only after seeing him will he know where to start teaching.

"Is it here?" This place is not safe!

"There is a threshing ground in this village, and there is enough space for you to use it, sir." In the morning, he scanned it with his spiritual sense, and the specially compacted ground was still as hard as ever even under the continuous rain, so he temporarily regarded that place as a martial arts performance. field is also possible.

Liang Feiqin frowned and said, "That's not right. Huaguang swordsmanship is infinitely powerful, once it is used, it will destroy that area."

Luo Yang said sincerely: "If you destroy it, you can pay for it."

Liang Feiqin still frowned, and said, "But isn't that the villager's threshing ground? If it is destroyed, they won't be able to use it."

"This year's autumn harvest is over."

So don't be afraid of being ruined.

"Okay, let's go then."