A quiet courtyard in an ancient city.
The courtyard is not big. There are rockeries and water, and plants and trees. The scenery is pleasant and beautiful, which adds a lot of vitality to the courtyard.
Not long, a servant came in a hurry and went to the pavilion.
Above the pavilion, sitting a young man, heard the sound of footsteps, he subconsciously turned back.
The servant said respectfully, "young master, Miss Ning, please see you."
Zheng Zimu nodded: "let her in!"
A few minutes later, Ning Xiaoqian came slowly. Seeing Zheng Zimu from a distance, she couldn't help laughing and said, "elder martial brother Zheng looks good. Is the wound healed?"
Smell speech, he rolled a white eye, the heart way, all a few months passed, this hurt still does not recuperate? Is it true that he is a fake Zheng family?
Ning Xiaoqian put up a smile: "there is news that he first appeared in Licheng, then in Weicheng."
Zheng Zimu facial expression: "say the point."
Ning Xiaoqian said: "the two holy places are ready to go, to completely destroy this vein."
Two years ago, the two gods came to the capital of the Shang state, and the Hao family came with the king's forces. Their lineup was so powerful that it was suffocating.
At the end of the day, if the masked man had not appeared, the remaining members of the courtyard would have been destroyed.
For two years, the two holy places have been investigating the identity of the masked man, but nothing has been found. Many people speculate that the masked man may be a strong man passing by. Now he has left, and he has nothing to do with the five courts.
It was not until a few months ago that Chen Qisheng fell down. Under the strong pressure of the two gods, the masked man did not appear. At that time, the two holy places finally determined the identity of the masked man. He was just a strong man passing by.
After confirming this point, can the people of the five academies who do not have this card still block the killing of the holy land?
Ning Xiaoqian also said: "there is another piece of news, Bai Yu and the contemporary Saint son fight, but suffered heavy damage, whereabouts unknown, his White Jade Snow horse in Li Yi's hand."
This is a piece of irrelevant news.
But the strange thing is that the White Jade Snow horse, a few years ago, I did not know how many people wanted to get this horse, but no one could get it.
Even those who snatched are dead.
But now, the White Jade Snow horse is in Li Yi's hands.
Rumor has it that there is an amazing secret hidden in Xuema.
Zheng Zimu raised his eyebrows: "what do you mean? Has he got the secret of White Jade Snow horse? And as a strong card, ready to attack the holy land, or the king, the son, etc
Ning Xiaoqian shook his head: "I don't know, but judging from the current trend, he seems to have intentionally or unintentionally provocative holy land, should have this preparation."
Over the years, countless times.
The king of God was born and disappeared. I don't know how many statues, legends and immortal stories have been created.
Just as in the years, the once powerful family has become a part of history.
With the passage of time, no one can be immortal and no power can survive forever.
There are only two exceptions: Yaoguang lake and Yuheng mountain.
I don't know how many times the two holy places have gone through and how many saints have come out of them. The God King in the holy land can only be regarded as the strong one.
Although, in today's era, the world has changed greatly, and Daoism has gone downhill.
However, the holy land is still ahead of the vanguard of the times, and the God King is still born and exists forever.
There is also a rumor that the divine weapons of heaven protected by the holy land have never been lost and have been deposited in the depths of the holy land.
Zheng Zimu and Ning Xiaoqian really can't imagine that there are only one or two young disciples in the small courtyard. What do they take against the holy land?
The two dilapidated statues?
Or the technique in the five hospitals? Martial arts?
The two looked at each other in silence and saw the solemnity in each other's eyes.
For a long time
She said: "such an ending is also good, the magnificent death, also does not waste his identity as a demon."
Zheng Zimu laughed: "I haven't defeated him yet."
Ning Xiaoqian shrugged.
Zheng Zimu seemed to think of something, and said: "legend, the five courts have Qingtian guard, a total of nine, generations to protect that vein."
Ning Xiaoqian sighed: "Qingtian guard has already died."
Zheng Zimu also said: "in the depths of the Archean battlefield, there is a living demon emperor, which is said to be a deadly enemy with that vein."
Poor and strange.
Terrible existence, an ancient vein.
Five thousand years ago, it was for Zhong Liangshan that the poor recovery came.
Unfortunately, no one knows the secret.
Now five thousand years later, if the poor and strange, even the living demon emperor, knew that there were still black swordsmen alive, would it break the seal and kill it?
Ning Xiaoqian's face changed and pressed his voice: "elder martial brother Zheng, this is too dangerous."Zheng Zimu was silent.
People all over the world say that demons are demons. They are ferocious, terrifying and full of the smell of killing. They are bloodthirsty and have no difference from fierce beasts.
But who has seen the real devil?
In Zheng Zimu's opinion, it was a poor vein. Even, he would think that if that vein was completely annihilated, it would be the disaster of the world's human beings!
No black swordsman, only holy land.
Zheng Zimu could not imagine that terrible situation.
If the poor and strange can be released to disperse the coming war and help Li Yi, he is bound to think about the feasibility.
For a long time, he said, "do me a favor."
Half an hour later, Ning Xiaoqian left in a hurry.
In the pavilion, it was quiet again.
Zheng Zimu got up, looked at the distance with dark eyes, and whispered: "the world only knows the horror of the devil, but can't see the ferocious face of the holy land. If that vein really disappears, it will be the catastrophe of the whole world!"
He understood this because he saw the real devil.
But the world can not see it, so he is ready to let the world see the real devil.
As for the consequences, he did not think about it.
"If you survive, you will be invincible. If you fall down, I will swear to kill the people you killed with your sword."
"I see your sorrow, and I understand your injury. The only thing I can't understand is, why don't you kill me?" Thinking about it, he laughed.
Recalling the past bit by bit, Li Yi's stubborn face comes to mind, remembering every word he said, earnest, persistent, hopeful and eager.
It was a very strange man, he had a mysterious smell, no one could see his inner thoughts clearly.
After a long time, Zheng Zimu came back to God, looked at the sky, turned around and disappeared here.
Zhengjia ancient city, far away from Weicheng, even if there is a spaceship on the way, it will take about half a month. Of course, this is only the speed of a golden level spaceship.
Zheng Zimu began to go on the road, and did not want to stay for a moment. He felt more anxious.