small rivers and lakes

Zhong Yi narrowed her phoenix eyes slightly, and Su Yuhen's face appeared in front of her eyes. This person should be over [-] years old, but God seems to have taken [-] years from his face, and he looks like a teenager.

Le Wuyou: "So the evildoer is Fenghuang Xi?"

"uncertain."

"Why?"

Zhong Yi said slowly: "24 years ago, the first emperor, the dragon controlled Bintian, left a will, ordering Fenghuang Xi to swallow mercury and die for burial."

"Human martyrdom?" Le Wuyou was startled, his brows were furrowed, his head was messed up, and he said impatiently, "Then, the evildoer is not Fenghuangxi, but you said he came from Xianming Mountain City, and he has a birthmark on his forehead... ...Could it be that he is Su Xiting, no, the eldest brother said that Su Xiting is from Wuzhong, a clan of Shili hairpin tassels, not a monster... but two different people? But Su Xiting disappeared from the palace 24 years ago, but the monster happened to be 24 It was a coincidence that he appeared in Jianghu years ago? Ah Jue, you said..."

He turned his face, but saw Zhong Yi smiling softly and looking at him dotingly, he couldn't help being startled, his impatience calmed down quietly, and he smiled self-deprecatingly: "I've lost my temper."

"The way you worry about your friend is very charming," Zhong Yi said with a smile, "I suddenly envy Su Yuhen. If you have a close friend like this, what more can you ask for?"

Le Wuyou smiled carefreely: "Children of the rivers and lakes, love is boundless. If I am the one who is trapped in the mud at this time, you will certainly not sit by and watch."

Zhong Yi nodded: "That's right, but that's because you admire you, and you met Su Yuhen Molu, but you were willing to risk the world's displeasure for him. I admire your courage here."

Le Wuyou: "I don't know why, no matter my martial arts, views, background... are different from him, but when I see him, I feel very familiar."

"Huh? Then I'm going to be angry!" Zhong Yi puffed up his cheeks, "It's enough to have a big brother who forgets himself completely, why is there a very familiar evildoer here? I'm going to be compared again, hmph!"

"Competition?" Le Wuyou laughed, sat back on the bed, and poked his swollen cheeks lightly with his slender index finger.

Zhong Yi suddenly let out a gasp, his eyes dimmed, and he hummed discouragedly: "The comparison is over."

Le Wuyou said: "Not really."

Zhong Yi's eyes lit up suddenly, "Huh?"

"When I grow up to this age, I have an elder brother who is omnipotent, a close friend Kai Yang who shares the same taste, a teacher and disciple Xuan who has a bad temper, and a monstrous evildoer who can attack both sides." Le Wuyou took his hand, and a With one finger, he counted slowly, then closed his hands together, holding the whole fist in the palm of his hand, and said casually, "But, you are different from them."

Zhong Yi was ecstatic: "Why is it different?"

Le Wuyou didn't want to say any more, and just repeated softly: "It's all different."

Zhong Yi tilted her head and looked at his face with a smile, and was about to tease him to say a few more words, when she suddenly sensed a mysterious murderous intent, she suddenly raised her head and looked out the window.

Le Wuyou also felt this murderous intent, as if two powerful air currents collided brazenly in the air, he stood up: "I'll go and see."

Zhong Yi warned: "You must..."

Before he finished speaking, Le Wuyou's nimble body skipped the door and flew out of the window directly. The rouge-colored figure was like a maple leaf, drifting away into the distance in the blink of an eye.

"...be careful." Zhong Yi finished speaking with great disappointment, and stared at the direction where Le Wuyou disappeared. After a long while, she turned around, looked at her injured leg, sighed softly, and raised her voice , "Nine buds!"

Like the sound of a petal falling, Jiubao, dressed in green and yellow, silently appeared under the window with half a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake in his mouth.

"Go and have a look," Zhong Yi said, "Su Yuhen and Haitian Liancheng have a deep hatred, so don't let Ayou get involved."

"Oh." Stuffing the sweet-scented osmanthus cake into his mouth, his cheeks puffed up immediately, Jiubao responded, turned around and disappeared out of the window.

Le Wuyou's light kung fu is extremely fast, and the Yun San Xin Jue, which is full of wind, is elegant and light, like a breeze flowing and colorful clouds scattered, and in an instant, following that mysterious induction, he flew to an ancient tower.

Long Yunteng's low voice came from the tower: "Su Yuhen, let him go, I can spare your life!"

"When will I ask you to spare my life?" Su Yuhen's voice was fluffy, and it sounded like he was seriously injured, but the murderous intent in his voice was so ruthless that it made people tremble.

Le Wuyou didn't have time to think about it, and rushed into the tower, his eyes suddenly went dark, and when he got used to the darkness, he couldn't help taking a sharp breath: "What's going on?"

The tower is divided into nine floors, and hundreds of guards are holding crossbows distributed in the corridors of each floor. The crossbows and arrows are all aimed at the top of the tower. Su Yuhen, bathed in blood, hangs upside down on the top of the tower, his hands are like dry bones, grasping tightly. A white-haired old man, like a madman, was pierced into the ribs with sharp fingers, as if he didn't know the pain, he was roaring like a wild animal.

Standing at the bottom of the tower with his hands behind his back, Long Yunteng frowned slightly when he heard Le Wuyou's voice, and said in a deep voice, "Go back, this matter has nothing to do with you."

"Is it because you have nothing to do with me or he has nothing to do with me?" Le Wuyou said coldly.

Long Yunteng's tall body froze for a moment, and he explained to him: "Su Yuhen broke into my Infinite Pagoda and took my father hostage. He is a death penalty."

Le Wuyou was taken aback, and looked intently, even though the martial arts practitioners had amazing eyesight, they couldn't tell that the old man in Su Yuhen's hand turned out to be the old city lord of Haitian Liancheng.

In his memory, the old dragon king was serious and unsmiling, how could he be the crazy old man now?

"People in the world only know that my biological father is under house arrest, but they don't know that he has already gone mad and murderous." Long Yunteng said flatly.

Le Wuyou: "But why is he here?"

Long Yunteng: "This is his life's favorite place, and there are few people, so he is placed here."

Le Wuyou was dubious, when suddenly a drop of water fell on his face, he raised his hand to wipe it away, and found a dark red, it turned out to be blood?whose blood?Su Yu hates it?Or the old Dragon King?

He had no time to think about it, and said loudly to Su Yuhen: "Monster, are you injured? Come down quickly, I have something to say."

"I haven't paid attention to this little injury," Su Yuhen's casual voice came from the top of the tower, "It's just that your elder brother is very rude, which makes people a little annoying."

Le Wuyou glanced at the densely packed crossbows on the corridor on the ninth floor, then turned to look at Long Yunteng: "Let your guards back down."

Long Yunteng: "Su Yuhen's martial arts are strange and weird, so I have to guard against them."

"Defense? Can you defend against me?" Su Yuhen's ten fingertips had already penetrated deeply into the old man's flesh. He lazily smiled and said, "I have killed countless people in my life. The one I want to kill the most, but I hid without a trace, but today I finally fell into my hands. For a while, I was still not sure how to kill him. Should I take out your heart and swallow it alive, or peel your human skin alive? "

"Hahaha... 28 years... you still found it...hahaha..." A burst of old laughter, the old dragon king suddenly got into trouble, his body jumped up like an old ape, and he slapped Su Yu hate.

Su Yuhen laughed loudly, raised his hand to catch his palm, and the two struck each other, and in an instant, more than ten strokes had been passed.

The palms of the sea and sky are tyrannical and domineering. A pair of fleshy palms are fierce and windy. They come like a mountain pressing down on the top, and go like a tiger returning to the forest.

A bony hand stretched out from the side, the palm was torn, the bones were eroded, it was as sharp as a vulture's claw, and broke into his tyrannical palm brazenly.

The two palms faced each other, and the burst of internal force caused a strong wind.

The strong wind blew up his sleeves, Su Yuhen's white clothes were stained with blood, and the broken robes rattled.

However, the old Dragon King's internal strength was profound, and when he struck with his palm, Su Yuhen's bones all over his body made a terrifying cracking sound, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

The old Dragon King looked up to the sky and laughed wildly: "Hahaha... Phoenix...you are still so weak..."

The laughter stopped abruptly.

Su Yuhen disregarded the pain, life and death, and showed a sinister evil smile, facing his domineering palm forcefully pushed forward, grabbed his palm, fingered like blades, entangled his arm all the way up.

I only heard the old dragon king screaming and screaming, blood and flesh flying everywhere.

"The devil! Let him go!" Long Yunteng's expression changed, he shouted, jumped up suddenly, and slapped him.

Su Yuhen's smile didn't change, there was blood between his teeth, vicious and frightening, flesh and blood curled up in his fingers, like sharp knives, wherever he went, the flesh and blood were separated.

Long Yunteng slapped him hard on the back, Su Yuhen vomited blood, but laughed up to the sky, hair flying, like a ghost, like a madman, his fingers stuck to the old Dragon King, and he refused to let go.

In an instant, one arm of the old dragon king was only a bone, and his thin and ruthless fingers licked his throat.

With a stern face, Long Yunteng waved his palm and struck again.

"Stop it!" Le Wuyou yelled, and flew forward, blocking Long Yunteng's attack with his palm.

"Ahhh..." The old Dragon King let out a tragic neigh, and Su Yuhen grabbed his face, and in an instant, flesh and blood flew, and half of the old face was exposed.

"Father!" Long Yunteng cried out in pain, and swung his palms together, hitting Su Yuhen's gate of life.

Su Yuhen turned around quickly, grabbed a red object with five fingers, and threw it like a hidden weapon.

Long Yunteng dodges, the thing brushes past his face, splashing blood on his face, he suddenly thinks of something, his movements froze, he turned his head quickly, and stretched out his hand to grab the thing.

But seeing it was extremely fast, it hit the wall of the tower with a click, and immediately sprayed out red and white together.

It turned out to be the head of the old dragon king.

In an instant, Long Yunteng's eye sockets burst, his eyes were scarlet, he raised his head to the sky and let out a roar, turned around and rushed towards Su Yuhen like a tiger descending the mountain, with his right palm rolled up a stormy sea, and slapped him heavily.

Su Yuhen laughed wildly, raised his hands, and blatantly met him.

"Brother, evildoer...don't fight anymore!" Le Wuyou shuddered and rushed between the two of them.

Long Yunteng shouted violently: "Don't come here!"

Before the words were finished, there was a flash of red in front of his eyes, and Le Wuyou had already leaped over, stretching out his palms, trying to separate the two.

However, palm wind is like a tide, no one can stop it!

Hearing Long Yunteng's bone-piercing roar, his unstoppable palm hit Le Wuyou's palm hard, and at the same time, Su Yuhen's palm also hit him.

Jiubao leaped into the tower, and the first scene that caught his eye was Long Yunteng and Su Yuhen, each facing Le Wuyou's palms.

With a loud bang, a violent air wave erupted, and the surging internal force surged like a tide, overwhelming the stone wall of the Wuliang Pagoda. In an instant, sand and stones were flying in the cramped ancient pagoda, and the sky was full of debris.

During Shi Feifeng's call, two gold needles fell silently.