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Four hundred and ninetieth chapters old yellow

The old man's eyes did not waver at all. He seemed not to feel Feng Yu's murderous intent at this moment, and still looked at him with a smile.

"Why not hide?"

"Because you won't kill me."

"So sure?"

"You want to know who I am, why I came to you, and why we met in the first place. You have many questions that need answers."

"I can also kill you first and then look for you slowly."

"Why deceive yourself? You know that you can't kill me at all."

The two of them looked at each other like this for nearly half a stick of incense. It was a coincidence that the changes in Feng Yu Mansion could not be sensed by the outside world. I don't know how it was done.

Feng Yu slowly put down the long sword in his hand, but still held it tightly in his hand without letting go at all.

"Can you give me the answer?"

"To be precise, no."

Feng Yu's murderous aura condensed again, and golden energy surged on Jun Xie's sword, "So, you are playing tricks on me?"

The old man smiled and stretched out his right hand slightly. With this inadvertent grab, Jun Xie's sword seemed to have lost control. No matter how much luck Feng Yu suppressed, he could not stop it at all. He just watched his sword fly into his hand.

What a terrifying strength!

"Jun Xie, who named it? Baqi means domineering, but it just doesn't suit your temperament. It couldn't have been your old immortal master who did it."

Before he could finish speaking, a sharp palm wind was already in front of him. Feng Yu always didn't like others speaking ill of his relatives in front of him.

The old man faced him with a smile, but he was only a short distance away, but when he got close to him, the real energy seemed to be blown away automatically by the wind. It was so soft that he couldn't move forward even if he didn't exert any effort. A wall seemed to be blocking him.

A whole world.

Feng Yu sat down a little tiredly, "I'm very curious."

"Your Highness, there is no need to be curious, I am here to help you."

"Help me? Help me with what? Do you know what I want to do?"

The old man returned the Jun Xie Sword with both hands, "Your Highness does not want to compete with Wang Xiu for power. Your goal is just to live a stable life, including for the people and yourself. At this moment, the ups and downs of Thunder Gate have made His Highness somewhat stretched."

"Oh, you mean, you can deal with Raimon?"

The old man shook his head, "I can't deal with them, but I can still protect you from the chaos."

Feng Yu was a little surprised. What was surprising was not his strength, but his self-confidence. A person's self-confidence and arrogance are completely different expressions, and when the person in front of him said this, he had absolute

of confidence.

Although I don't know where his confidence comes from, it is this domineering and strength that makes Feng Yu believe in him.

"I saw you at Yinghun Mountain before. Are you an old man from Qingzhou?"

The man shook his head and said, "I came after that. I am not an old man from Qingzhou. You can understand that I am half from Qilin Camp."

Feng Yu's eyes lit up, revealing inexplicable joy, followed by disbelief and disbelief.

"Qilin, camp?"

"The Qilin is not as good as the Blue Dragon, White Tiger, Suzaku and Xuanwu. It is just a simple battalion. It is precisely because of this that we have been able to survive these twenty years. Your Highness does not need to look for them. When the time comes, someone will naturally come to you."

"Then do you know where they are? In Qingzhou City?"

"No, we are all at home, and no one knows everyone's every corner, but some beliefs will never change."

Feng Yu looked at the old man who seemed unwilling to talk anymore, and knew that today was over, and there would be no results if he asked again.

"You should tell me what you call senior, right?"

"My surname is Huang Quan, you can call me Lao Huang."

Huang Quan? What a strange surname. Is there anyone else with this surname in the world? It makes people feel a little scared. In my impression, there seems to be no family or strong person with the surname Huang Quan in the world.

"Old Huang, I remember."

The old man nodded, turned around slowly, and the door opened automatically. In Feng Yu's eyes, it was just a slight step, but in the blink of an eye, he was already at the door. With another step, he had already left the courtyard.

Feng Yu was lying on the bed, thinking about the conversation just now. He couldn't figure out the details of this person, but his cultivation was very strong. If he did it to him, he didn't feel any pressure at all. The same was true for him. If he hadn't spoken, he would have just

I am afraid that no one can know the existence of such a person. But whether he can be an enemy of the big hole is also unknown.

Could this person, who is not afraid of Raimon, and the surname Huangquan, be some kind of secret force? The answer is probably that I can only wait until the next time I see my father to get the result. In my sleep, I didn’t know who was setting off the firecrackers.

Disturbing your dreams.

Early in the morning, Feng Yu was practicing his sword alone in the courtyard, when someone hurriedly sent news.

"Urgent report! Urgent report!"

"What happened? The Xixia army came to the door?"

"No, Your Highness, something happened with the Xixia Army."

"What can make us happy?"

"Back to Your Highness, according to reports from spies, an old man carrying a cane broke into the Xixia military camp in the middle of the night last night!"

Cane? It's him!

"Then what?"

"Then, I don't know what happened. I just know that the Xixia camp emitted a white light that reached the sky. Because it was night, I couldn't see clearly, but some people said that the nine heavens were shaking, thunder was rolling, and clouds were covering the sky.

It's like an immortal has come to earth. The water of the Yinma River is rolling and lapping at the shore, stretching for dozens of miles, as if a dragon is rising!"

That man's cultivation was so strong that he could move the heavens and spread the sky and the earth. This was a state that neither of the two ancestors in the capital could achieve. Could it be that he was above the cave and had already entered heaven?

"What was the result?"

"I don't know the details, but the latest information shows that the Xixia army retreated dozens of miles away. The military camp is in a bleak state, and the casualties are unknown."

Feng Yu couldn't help but feel excited. Although there were probably not many casualties in the Xixia military camp, they had already pursued the victory and greatly suppressed their arrogance. They didn't even dare to stay by the Yinma River.

Just when Qingzhou was about to celebrate, downstairs of Tianzionguan City, the scene was still the same as last night. A man with a walking stick in his hand was calling the door. The city defenders were sharp-eyed and quickly informed Feng Yu and opened the city gate.

Welcoming this person.

Wang Xiu saw this old man with a walking stick, who was over sixty years old, at the door of the Commander's Mansion. Thinking of the news he had just received, he looked at him with burning eyes. The old man took two steps and stopped, but did not look sideways. He just looked at him.

In front of Wang Xiu, only a palm away, a water ball spinning bigger and bigger suddenly exploded. Wang Xiu raised his hand to resist, but he fell off his horse.

The people around him hurried forward, but were stopped by Wang Xiu. In full public view, they watched the old man walk into the handsome manor. Xia Chang came to Wang Xiu and asked, "He didn't mean any harm, otherwise he wouldn't have warned you.

Is everything okay?"

"I'm fine. I'm just curious. When did Xiaoyu have such a person beside him? I didn't even see him yesterday."

"Uncle Li is out of the city, could he be the one who found him?"

Wang Xiu suddenly laughed, "No, but this person is very strong. What I saw last night is enough to protect Xiao Yu Zhou Zhou. Let's go back."

Feng Yu, who was practicing his sword, was suddenly pinched by two fingers.

"It seems that after leaving last night, I went specifically to prove it to the king. Old Huang, you were in the limelight last night. I'm afraid it will spread throughout Qingzhou City. A god has come to help me win the victory in Qingzhou."

"The Xixia Pioneer Army is just dying. It's its last breath. The real camp is still a hundred miles away, so I didn't go."

"Of course I know this. If you can go directly to the tent in the Xixia commander's camp, we won't have to fight. Tell me, what was the harvest last night? How many people are left to go back?"

"You can kill three enemies out of a thousand, but someone stopped you, so you exchanged a move and left."

One person killed a thousand and three, what a terrible record!

"Old Huang came today to take you out of Qingzhou."

Feng Yu was very puzzled, "Take me away? I have been ordered to guard Qingzhou, but it's just the beginning, so you want me to leave? Don't you think this decision is ridiculous?"

Lao Huang flicked Jun Xie away with his two fingers, and the force of his fingers came out through the sword, stirring up dust on the ground.

"Your cultivation is not enough, and you don't have the capital to talk to them. As I said last night, you still lack experience."

"Do you think it's possible to practice at this juncture?"

"This is the reason why I tried my best to defeat the army last night. They dare not come again in a short time. The strong Leimen was also injured by me. The careful consideration of the Western Jin Dynasty and the arrival of Leimen need to be arranged. This is your only choice. Chance."

Feng Yu has never had the intention to resist, firstly because it is useless, but because Qilin will not harm him, and his father will not harm Qingzhou.

"How can you be sure that they won't get the message and then launch a massive attack?"

"There is a way to solve it. You go to Xixia."

"Should I go to Xixia?" Feng Yu really couldn't keep up with Lao Huang's train of thought this time. He never thought that his home training ground would be in the enemy's territory. If he was discovered, he wouldn't be able to escape.

"Is there anything wrong with your mind? What's the difference between this and sending yourself to death?"

"As long as I'm here, you won't die."

Before Feng Yu could answer, his whole body was already firmly sucked into his palm. Cheng Yi walked out, but there was no surprise or fear in his eyes, and there was even a touch of kindness in his eyes.

"Are you leaving now?"

Lao Huang glanced at him and simply nodded without saying hello, "Yes."

"Then, my young master, I will leave it to my senior for this trip."

The old man Huang Quan looked at the huge sky, suddenly filled with hatred and regret, and sighed when he saw him for the first time.

"This is my compensation to them. You go and explain to them. I know that he asked Li Bian to find two guards and asked them to come to Luoye City to find someone."

"Yes, senior, walk slowly, young master, you follow senior, he will keep you safe."

Before Feng Yu had time to ask any more questions, he had already followed the old man Huang Quan and disappeared into the handsome manor.

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