stonecrandall Chapter 16 Survival +16
Chapter 16 Survival +16
Dugu Yihe was naturally there.
But the visitor came to visit at such a late hour, which means that the other party bypassed the guards and patrols of the Emei faction, and then accurately found his house, and even knocked on the door with ease to inquire. Wouldn't it be because of his own strength that he would have such courage? some?The visitor is very strong, how can this not make him frightened?
And when the visitor didn't knock on the door or open his mouth, he didn't even notice it!
How can this person's martial arts be described in words?
Dugu Yihe even thought for a moment, if he couldn't hold this person back, would Emei still exist tonight?
He was actually a little fortunate that Su Shaoying was not in the Emei Sect at the moment, but went out to practice, and Sixiu was also sent out by him earlier today. Together, the four of them would not be defeated in an instant, let alone give him a chance. Save their lives for saving face!
This kind of pressure can only be understood by those who are positive, just like what Dugu Yihe feels at the moment.
The people outside seemed to be very patient, and they knocked on the door again: "Dugu Yihe...Sir?"
Indeed, how can such a profound skill be cultivated overnight, and I don't want to call him a senior, maybe because he is not young!There are not a few people with high martial arts skills who have the art of retaining beauty!
Dugu Yihe realized that this person was very polite, and he was not putting on airs before killing someone. He held the weapon next to his pillow and lightly clenched it, like a cheetah crouching in the grass, waiting for the moment of pursuit.
There was another voice from outside: "I'm sorry, it's impolite to visit late at night, but I really have something important to tell you. May I explain it in detail?"
His words are very reasonable, as Dugu Yihe is the head of the sect, he naturally has his determination and courage, but after a pause, he replied: "Of course, I just need to trouble my little friend to wait for a while."
"It's okay."
The other party really quieted down and continued to wait.
Dugu Yihe's heart settled down, and he let go of his weapon, but he didn't let it get too far away from him.
He was already going to bed, so he was naturally wearing pajamas, so he quickly put it on, straightened his clothes, held his sword tightly again, and then pulled the door latch: "I kept you waiting for a long time."
Standing quietly outside his door was a young man with a youthful face and pure white hair. He thought he would be an old monster. It is not easy to have a young voice. young!
His vision is naturally good, and he can see that the martial arts of the person in front of him is higher than his, but he subconsciously preconceived that the other party is an old senior—it is not that young people do not have high martial arts, but it is absolutely rare in the world to be able to reach his level !
And according to what he saw, this person was the genius doctor Yan, that is to say, Yan Ting, who only needed half a stick of incense to save someone. He once saved the life of his apprentice Ye Xiuzhu, and cured her of the poison.
Thinking of this, and thinking about the rumors related to this person, he couldn't help but feel relieved: "It turns out that it's Doctor Yan, why did you visit in the middle of the night?"
If it was this person, he would not dare to neglect.
Because of the family of doctors and poisoners, those who can inflict/poison can naturally detoxify, and those who can detoxify will naturally know the principles of poison, so they can prescribe the right medicine, not to mention that this person's martial arts are so high, Dugu Yihe only feels that he will die here immediately, which is also a very serious matter usual thing.
The opponent does have this strength.
but……
Dugu Yihe stroked his beard: "Why are you so far away from me?"
Yan Ting: "..." Thank you for the invitation, this is a safe distance for social fear.
Of course he can't say that!
So the young man didn't mention this, instead he stretched out his hand and slowly pulled out from his pocket—hurry up because he was afraid that Dugu Yihe would strike him with a conditioned reflex—a letter, on the cover it said "Dugu Yihe kisses you".
The old man with gray hair on his temples looked at the letter, then glanced at Yan Ting's hand holding the envelope very carefully, and stretched out his hand: "...is this?"
Yan Ting said: "It's a letter written by Lu Xiaofeng, with the signature of Mr. Cui."
"Mr. Cui..." Dugu Yihe came to a sudden, "Is it life-seeking?"
"En." The young man responded softly, he was still far away, but he only held the corner of the letter with his hand, and his arms were straight, as if wishing to be farther away from him, and to send the letter from the air.
"Forget it." After Dugu Yihe took the letter, the young man's hand quickly returned it as if it had been scalded, which made him unable to bear the embarrassment.
But after he opened the letter and read it, he didn't have any thoughts in his mind, and he began to feel stupid. While feeling unbelievable, at the same time, there was a surge of anger in his chest, and his voice unconsciously A little dumb: "Is this true?"
"What's the use of me lying to you?" Yan Ting was already holding a folding fan, covering half of his face.
Dugu Yihe smiled bitterly: "Yeah, what's the use? It's just us veterans who care about this. Now... only the old man and that guy are left."
Since he has been able to keep his name incognito for many years and his treasures have not been moved, he will not lose his loyalty because the royal family is dead. He is still loyal, but there is no one who can be loyal.
He is not from the royal family. Back then, the two royal relatives betrayed one and died the other. Now that Shangguan Feiyan betrayed, only Shangguan Xueer remained.
But even though the little prince and Princess Danfeng were really struggling back then, they didn't ask for help... They really didn't have the heart to restore the country.
"Yeah, yeah."
Dugu Yihe seemed to be comforting himself, but he was also relieved of the matter, but: "Shangguan Jin and Shangguan Feiyan, they deserve to die together! To comfort the souls of the little prince and princess!"
They deserve to die.
This is the last loyalty of an old official who has kept secrets for decades. After that, he is just Dugu Yihe, the master of seven young knights, and the head of a school.
Yan Ting: "You have two choices now. One is that I will take you to use lightness kung fu, but I will only drag you with a fan. I really don't like contact with others. You use inner kung fu to protect your body. I will be able to take you there tomorrow morning. Revenge; the second is that I will go first, and you will ride on the road, but when you arrive, everything will be settled, that’s the only difference.”
This is the longest sentence he has spoken here for such a long time. It was so long that he thought about giving up in the middle of the sentence. Naturally, he turned his head and used a folding fan to block his sight. It seemed very difficult to get along with, just looking around The imposing manner will reject people thousands of miles away.
Dugu Yihe didn't seem to understand: "Huh?"
No, it's not that he didn't understand, it's just that it was too fantastical, and he couldn't connect with the person in front of him immediately.
And if it's just him, it's fine, Yan Ting can still lead others, and his expression is very natural and relaxed after making such a promise!
This shows how deep this person's inner strength is!
Dugu Yihe wanted to understand Yan Ting's words, the anger in his heart could not be restrained no matter what, he said: "Let's go now!"
He took a few strides, and suddenly remembered something: "Let me explain the important things first, please allow me half a stick of incense time."
Yan Ting nodded, but he was still dressed in white clothes decorated with red and gold. In an instant, he soared like a butterfly, flew with the wind, and disappeared in the deep night in the blink of an eye.
Dugu Yihe saw it, how could he be lucky?He directly recruited the patrol team that was supposed to patrol nearby, and sent them to call the other two Ying who were three Ying away. Seeing that there was not enough time, he simply waved: "Forget it, the old man will go on his own."
These disciples watched him leave stupidly, and then reacted, and replied: "Yes!"
What is it that makes you so anxious?
*
The next morning.
Dugu Yihe stood on the ground near Zhuguang Baoqi Pavilion, his expression was a little dazed: what a profound skill this must be...it actually arrived!
It was only half the night, and his body was numb from the cold wind, but his back was still straight and he didn't want to show his face, but Yan Ting——
Under the moonlight, the young man looks as if the water surface is sparkling, with long hair that is constantly streaked by white light. At this moment, when the sun is rising, the warm orange sun is shining down, and it looks like golden.
His breath was still steady, the nose exposed under the mask, the nose part didn't breathe heavily at all, he was able to handle it with ease.
This night, Dugu Yihe discovered many wonderful scenery: as long as he didn't use his lightness kung fu, he would always have a lot of time to see it, and he never heard that Yan Ting, who seemed to be flying in front of him, was not strong enough. Feeling tired and burdened, he couldn't help sighing in his heart: It's really scary to be young.
He looked at Yan Ting's white hair suspiciously: Is it really a young man?
He looks about forty at such an age, but his martial arts are not advanced enough, otherwise he would indeed be able to maintain his appearance and skill.
Yan Ting was suddenly taken away by the stall next to him, and his folding fan was gripped tighter and tighter: "Mr. Dugu, it's still early, why don't you have a bowl of wontons first?"
Dugu Yihe followed him and saw a small stall on the roadside street.
Two or three dilapidated wooden tables with long chairs. The wooden tables were wiped over and over again, as if they had been polished. They looked... dilapidated.
Only the pot is steaming hot, and the boss is smiling shyly beside him, which shows the image of an honest man.
His hands are short and rough, with thick calluses and dark color...
Is it an ordinary stall, is it because he is really hungry, or is it because of sympathy, or is it because of other reasons he doesn't know?
Dugu Yihe couldn't judge, so he nodded: "Okay."
The soldiers come to cover up the water and the earth, he is old, but he has only one life left, since he has accepted the other party's love, don't think so much!
So when Lu Xiaofeng and the others came, it was quite normal to see two strange 'grandfather and grandson' combinations eating wonton bowls on the side of the road.
Lu Xiaofeng and the others: "..." It's really abnormal! ! !
At this moment, Yan Ting put down the bowl and chopsticks in his hand, revealing the bowl with only soup base left, and said lightly: "Sikong Zhaixing."
Hua Manlou smiled knowingly.
Everyone realized it, and looked at the owner of the wonton stand together.
——Sure enough, the boss's gaze was sharp, and it was Sikong Zhaixing at a glance!