Yang Jian, is this yours?

In an open space in the Xiqi military camp, many soldiers gathered together, most of them were nervous and excited, and they didn't dare to breathe too much. Never noticed.

After bidding farewell to his master, Huang Tianhua came here, but he returned to the Xiqi barracks in a short while. He wanted to visit his father and uncle first, but seeing this situation, his curiosity was aroused.

He patted the shoulder of a soldier beside him and asked, "Brother, what are you doing?"

The soldier obviously didn't know who he was talking to, and said without turning his head: "It's General Li and a little Daoist who are exercising martial arts. Hey...it's really not something I can compare with."

When Huang Tianhua heard this, he also became interested. He got closer and found that Nezha and Qingxi were indeed standing in the open space in the middle.

The two stood facing each other at the moment, full of solemnity, Nezha lost the ease and casualness when he was playing with Qingxi, and his immature brows were full of seriousness, he held a long tasseled spear, and put himself in a stance facing Qingxi in front of him.

Qingxi is still expressionless and pretentious, but his posture is full of defense and vigilance, which shows that he is always ready.

Then, Nezha couldn't bear his impatience, and rushed towards Qingxi first, Qingxi dodged quickly, put the sword on his chest, and quickly counterattacked, he exerted force on his toes, took two steps away, and then went up with the sword, The sword light is full of blue light, and the moves are not complicated, but because of the flashing sword energy, it makes people feel radiant and very conspicuous.

Not to be outdone, Nezha jumped out of the Hot Wheels from under his feet, soared into the air, and then swooped down, swinging his spear towards Qingxi.

In the blink of an eye, Qingxi quickly turned sideways, and then jumped up, pointed at Nezha with the tip of his sword, and seemed to be stepping on a shining gossip Yin-Yang diagram under his feet. Offense and defense.The fight between the two is inextricably linked, Nezhahun Tianling, Qiankun Circle and other treasures are numerous, Qingxi gradually becomes a little weak--

"It's OK, don't be so serious, stop quickly." Huang Tianhua stopped it.

The two people who were fighting were taken aback for a moment. They turned their heads to look, and immediately found Huang Tianhua in Taoist robes standing among the crowd. Nezha immediately put on a smile and shouted: "Senior brother!"

Qingxi was startled, and jumped to Huang Tianhua's side, but did not approach for a long time.Nezha rushed up immediately, looked left and right at Huang Tianhua, and finally raised his hand to pat Huang Tianhua's shoulder and said, "Fortunately, brother, you are fine."

"I'm fine. Master saved my life." When Huang Tianhua saw a boy as old as Nezha, he couldn't help but think of his junior brother who was always gentle and smiling, and felt a little happy in his heart. He said: " After the master rescued me, he ordered me to come to help again, this time with secret treasures accompanying me, I will be able to kill those four people."

Nezha also clapped his hands and said with a smile, "That's great! Even though I knew you were fine, senior brother, I was worried. Now that I'm back, have you met Huang Shibo and Uncle Jiang?"

Huang Tianhua said: "It's nothing, I'm going to go there, if not Nezha and Qingxi together."

Qingxi stared at Huang Tianhua up and down, looking and looking, trying to find out what was the difference between him and the original one, but he found that—except for the change of clothes and shoes, there was nothing different from the original one, and he was completely puzzled—— Obviously one or two hours ago, the person in front of him was still sallow and lifeless, and he was obviously dead. Why is he still so energetic now, as if the death just now was just his illusion, and Nezha didn't seem to care about it. Not surprising...

—Could it be that there is a way to bring the dead back to life in this world?Qingxi's heart couldn't help beating a few beats faster.

Huang Tianhua and Ren Qingxi didn't find annoyance or embarrassment when he looked at it. He led the two teenagers to Jiang Ziya's camp. Nezha's mouth didn't stop and talk non-stop along the way, but Huang Tianhua also talked a lot. It seems that Qingxi is becoming more and more quiet and lonely, and it is a bit pitiful, but Qingxi herself is happy and at ease.

"Here we are." Huang Tianhua stopped in front of the prime minister's gate, and troubled the guard to report, so he lost his words.

As soon as the three of them entered, the first thing they saw was not Jiang Ziya, but Huang Feihu who greeted him with joy on his face.

"My son! Are you alright?!" Huang Feihu heard that his son Huang Tianhua had returned from the resurrection, and he wished to meet his father and son immediately. The iron-blooded General Feihu has experienced ups and downs, and he couldn't calm down at this moment When he saw Huang Tianhua standing in front of him alive and well, his tiger eyes couldn't help but turn red again. He patted Huang Tianhua on the shoulder and said vaguely after a long time: "It's fine..."

Seeing this scene, Huang Tianhua bowed deeply to Huang Feihu and said, "It's because my son is unfilial, which made my father worry."

"..." Huang Feihu was speechless, but patted Huang Tianhua's shoulder again, his face was full of relief.

Jiang Ziya also came over, he laughed and said: "Since my nephew is fine, I must have a perfect plan to deal with the enemy this time."

"Of course it is, Master Uncle, Father, Master has given me another treasure this time, and this time I will definitely be able to take the head of the fourth general of the Demon Family!" Huang Tianhua's eyes shone brightly, he is now full of vigor and confidence He looks like he looks like he can't wait to go to the battlefield and have a good fight with the four generals of the Demon family.

Jiang Ziya nodded slightly, and said: "It's not too early today, not to mention the ups and downs of several fierce battles, and you must be tired. Why don't you take a rest earlier today and go to fight again tomorrow, which will be a setback." The spirit of the enemy."

Huang Feihu, his son and Nezha bowed their heads and said, "Respect the prime minister's (uncle's) will."

Now Qingxi, who was still standing behind Nezha, was revealed instead. Jiang Ziya fixed his eyes on Qingxi's face for a moment, and then smiled and said, "Everyone, go back and prepare well, Qingxi, if you have nothing to do tomorrow, come together." go."

Qingxi didn't refuse, his eyes flashed, and he said, "Yes."

After coming out from Jiang Ziya's place, several people dispersed separately. Nezha invited Qingxi to go back home with him, but Qingxi flatly refused, "Let's wait another day, there will be another battle tomorrow."

Before night came, Qingxi wandered around the barracks by himself. After searching for a while, he found the place where he woke up. He hesitated for a while. He wanted to find someone to ask if this residence belonged to him, but there was no way around him. People, he stretched his head and took a look into the room, but no one was there, so he felt more at ease.

Qingxi was lying on the bed, staring at the roof with wide-eyed eyes. The scenes flashed before his eyes were full of his scenes in the Tang Dynasty—happy, depressed, sad and painful. Thinking about it now, it still feels like yesterday It was like passing by.He thought of Chunyang Palace again, the senior uncles, senior brothers and sisters, and couldn't help feeling sore in his heart, and his eyes were even more sore and uncomfortable. It is not as strong as the feeling in my heart now.

Holding the Flowing Sword tightly in his arms, Qingxi huddled up on the bed, thinking about many, many things, but couldn't beat the gradual onset of fatigue, and soon fell asleep.

Not long after Qingxi fell asleep, there was a gust of breeze coming from the house, and he suddenly changed into a handsome man in front of the bed. The visitor seemed a little surprised that there was a person lying on his bed. Shi suddenly realized in his heart - this must be the wrong room.

Seeing the peaceful sleep of the young man, Yang Jian evoked a small smile, let go of his movements and disappeared in an instant.