Ayiguo leaned forward and came closer, almost eye-to-eye with the dwarf master: "It shouldn't be impossible, it must be possible, right?" As he said that, he reached out and took out a bronze seal that sealed the Gu worm.
bell.
As soon as the bell left the bag, there was a sudden and extremely sharp scream of strange insects, as if an awl with burrs was pricking into the ear. In this unbearable noise,
Ayiguo said sweetly: "Guess, does the Yao family in the mountains have any good ideas? Please tell the truth from the mouth of the director?"
Song Yang stood up and bowed to the dwarf old Taoist: "If Taoist Master can accomplish this, Song Yang swears on the spirit of his relatives in heaven that he will always be grateful for his great kindness and will go through fire and water to repay his kindness."
After he finished speaking, Aiguo continued to smile at the old Taoist: "Song Wazi mentioned repaying kindness, old man, think carefully. If it weren't for him, would you have turned into a smelly and rotten corpse? Count the days
, It should be almost rotten by now." As he spoke, he stretched out his thin fingers, poked the old man's cheek, and said in a loud voice: "You're very good at playing with your hands."
Song Yang smiled and added: "If you really can't burn down Yanhuang Palace, there's no need to force it... It's okay if you can burn down the Great Thunder Sound Tower."
After listening to the first half of the sentence, I felt a little relaxed, but after listening to the second half, the dwarf old man felt bitter from the bottom of his heart to the tip of his tongue. The sin of burning the Thunder Sound Tower was no less than the former... The dwarf old man reluctantly said: "This matter must be considered in the long term.
Let me first let the poor man think about it."
Ai Guo chuckled and turned his hand to put away the noisy bell: "That's right. Think about it first. Don't be afraid. It's not illegal to think about it."
The old Taoist couldn't wait to stamp his feet and responded in mourning: "Burn the palace, I will behead you at the first thought." As soon as he finished speaking, Ayiguo smiled and continued: "Beheading? The Yao family in the mountains is not so happy.
Way to die."
Can he really burn down the palace? Song Yang felt his body getting hot just thinking about it. As for the intimidation of Taoist Fire, as long as he didn't really hurt him.
I can't tell whether it's because he's afraid of not being lively, or because he's a party member and a true traitor to Yan. When Ayiguo heard that he had the opportunity to "burn down the Yan Palace," he was even happier and more caring than Song Yang.
Regarding the matter of coercion and intimidation, forcing the Taoist to submit, she took it upon herself and smiled at Song Yang: "Unless the old Taoist really doesn't have the ability, he will definitely set this fire on me, so you don't need to worry about it for now.
Now, if there’s anything else I want you to do, I’ll call you.”
It wasn't until the third watch that Song Yang lay down on the bed. There were a lot of things tonight, and the experience last night was even more confusing. His spirit was indeed a little tired. Not long after his head hit the pillow, he fell into a deep sleep. But not long after,
In his sleep, he suddenly felt a stinging pain in the middle of his eyebrows... It was exactly the same as the feeling when he was threatened by an unknown master at the Zhenguo Palace! Song Yang woke up suddenly. The enemy was afraid that he had entered the house at this moment. He did not dare to move a little, and he still kept saying that he was sleeping.
Breathing softly, her right hand quietly held the 'red sleeve' that never left her body.
Although he was frightened, he did not panic. The building was heavily guarded and enemies would most likely sneak into the house by climbing through the windows, but Song Yang's window was not easy to break through. The window frames had been surrounded by poisonous poison, and an attack would occur within a few moments.
But after waiting for a while, there was no movement in the room. The murderous intention hanging in Yintang became more and more clear. Song Yang quietly opened a gap in his eyelids. To his surprise, there was no one else in the room except himself.
The enemy had not entered the house, but the murderous intention came from the window. In early summer, the land south of the Yangtze River was getting hotter, so Song Yang slept with the window wide open.
His life and death were completely controlled by the opponent, and there was no room for counterattack. Song Yang no longer fought in vain, simply stopped pretending to be asleep, got out of bed and came to the window... A few dozen feet away, there was a roof facing the window.
There is a man standing on the top, whose appearance is not clear, with a slender figure. He is standing in the evening breeze with the waning moon at his back. He is holding a long bow and pointing at Song Yang in the distance. He is full of momentum.
After Song Yang saw the other party, he suddenly looked startled and blurted out: "Chen Hui?" and exclaimed, he also realized that he had recognized the wrong person. The bowman must be much younger than Chen Hui, but he bowed
His posture, demeanor, and even the power of the scorching sun on the arrow were no different from Chen Hui's. No wonder Song Yang would admit his mistake.
The opponent then retracted his bow, and the murderous intention of launching the arrow disappeared, but he did not move, obviously waiting for Song Yang.
Without thinking, Song Yang grabbed Hongxiu and jumped out of the window... The other party turned around and left without saying a word, leading him around left and right until he came to an abandoned house in the city. He finally stopped and turned around.
Looking at Song Yang.
Only then did Song Yang see the other person's appearance clearly. He was middle-aged, his temples were slightly stained with hoarfrost, and he looked a little haggard, but his face was like a full moon, with eyebrows and starry eyes. It was not difficult to tell that he was also a handsome man when he was young.
This person was not wordy at all. He pointed at Song Yang's 'red sleeves' and asked directly: "Where did the knife come from?"
Song Yang was not in a hurry to answer, but asked: "Luo Guan?"
The posture of drawing the bow is exactly the same as Chen Hui's. There is no doubt that Chen Hui's descendant. When he was in Phoenix City, Song Yang vaguely remembered that the great master once mentioned that his disciple was called 'Luo Guan'.
Sure enough, after hearing the word 'Luo Guan', the other party nodded, and the expression on his face became more friendly: "It's the master...it was his old man who told you? So, he also gave you 'Red Sleeves'"
your?"
Song Yang nodded first, and then bowed to him: "You must be a senior in the Zhenguo Duke's mansion. Thank you senior for letting us go safely."
"Kiding the Duke of Zhen? You are overestimating your capabilities. Although Tan Guide is a useless person, Jingtai still values him very much and protects me secretly." Luo Guan said unceremoniously: "You were lucky enough to show off your red sleeves in time.
', otherwise no one can leave."
Song Yang thanked him again, and then frowned and said: "In this case, Jingtai is afraid that he will be dissatisfied with his senior, with his wolfish temperament..." Before he could finish, Luo Guan shook his head and interrupted: "I am his doorman.
Guest, you are not his lackey, the fire is so big, it’s not surprising that you can’t save anyone, whatever I say, you don’t have to worry about it.”
Then, Luo Guan changed the subject, and what he said again became incomprehensible: "Go back to Nanli. Although your cultivation level is good, it is still far from good. Go back and tell him, Luo Guan doesn't..." said
At this point, he was suddenly startled again, as if he suddenly thought of something, and his expression suddenly became stern: "No, if the old man is still here, how can he send you to take revenge? He, he... is gone?"
Song Yang hurriedly shook his head, told how he met Chen Hui, and everything related to Chen Hui from beginning to end, and finally said: "He just saw that I was short of a knife, so he gave me the red sleeves.
He mentioned revenge. I don’t know who his enemy is."
But what Song Yang never expected was that Luo Guan, who showed respect whenever he mentioned Chen Hui, would actually light up with joy after hearing that the old man had lost his memory and his life was miserable.
Then he became restless, rubbing his palms and walking around the deserted house, muttering: "Has he lost his memory? Doesn't he remember what happened before?"
After pacing for a while, Luo Guan suddenly turned around and reached out to grab Song Yang's shoulder: "Where is he?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a red sword flashed suddenly, and Song Yang actually drew his sword and slashed, forcing the opponent to take two steps back. Luo Guan was stunned: "What are you doing?"
Before the light of the sword dissipated, Song Yang pursued and killed Luo Guan without saying a word. He had obviously regarded Luo Guan as his life-or-death enemy! It was completely unreasonable, and he attacked with all his strength.
In Qingyang, Song Yang broke through the limit and forced Chen Hui to raise his bow and shoot an arrow. At this moment, all the dragons and birds were launched, Ben Lie was domineering, and Luo Guan was caught off guard. He hurriedly retreated several times.
Almost injured under the red sleeves...
But Luo Guan's cultivation level was just a sliver away from Chen Fa in his heyday, and far better than Song Yang. He quickly stabilized his position, flipped his hand to untie the long bow, and let the arrow fly from the string with a low roar! Just like that!
Chen Hui's sun-shaking blow and Luo Guan's arrow were also shot with a sword.
Hongxiu was stronger than Chuyu, and it did not break when hit hard, but just let out a harsh scream! Most of Song Yang's skills were in the sword, and he refused to withdraw his hand and let go of the sword no matter what, but with a fierce arrow from the master,
The power contained in it had never been astonishing. Song Yang screamed for a while, as if struck by thunder, all the power of the dragon and bird in his body was shattered, and he fell to the ground and could not get up for a while.
Luo Guan's face was cold: "Why did you take action? Are you crazy and crazy?!"
"I never thought I would meet you in Yandu before, so there were some things I didn't think about... Now that I think about it, I have a lot of doubts." Song Yang cheated again. He couldn't beat the opponent anyway, so he simply lay on the ground to rest:
"Since Luo Guan is not dead, how come he has no contact with his master and doesn't even know his current situation? You are a guest of Emperor Yan. With your cultivation, you will probably fight for the Yan Kingdom.
Richie, he only wanted revenge when he went to the first-level competition. Who did he come for? When I heard that Master lost his memory, he was not sad but happy. What do you hope he will forget?"
Song Yang gasped for a while, and finally said: "The revenge that Chen Hui wants to avenge is you."
Luo Guan didn't hide anything, he just smiled dimly, acquiescing: "So you want to avenge Chen Hui? With your ability, a sneak attack is useless."
"I've been so angry lately that I can't control it." Song Yang smiled bitterly and asked again, "Will you kill me?"
Luo Guan shook his head: "When I first saw you wearing red sleeves, I thought you were someone sent by his old man to avenge you. If he really wanted to kill you, he would have done it right then." Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, Song Yang suddenly laughed.
He sat up with his arms supported: "Yes, I think so too, you probably won't kill me."
Luo Guan frowned: "So?"
"So I might as well try a sneak attack. If I can kill you, it will be all for nothing. Chen Hui treats me kindly. It would be great if I can help him get revenge." Luo Guan laughed angrily, but after hearing this
Song Yang mentioned Chen Hui again, and his expression became sad again. He lowered his eyes to the ground and sighed slowly: "If he wakes up, he will definitely kill me. From this, I heard that he has lost his memory."
, I'm very happy. But you misunderstood, he couldn't catch me before, and I won't let him catch me in the future. My life or death has nothing to do with whether he is awake or not. I'm happy because he doesn't
If he remembers me again, I can go visit him, that's all."
The voice was calm, the tone was light, and there was no trace of sadness.