Broken Night

Chapter Two Hundred and Fifty Four - Weird Youth

Behind him are four or five people in plain white robes.

In the center was a young man in a golden robe.

The young man was very handsome, with a peaceful smile on his face. It's just a pair of eyes that are tiny, and there is a kind of feminine meaning when he smiles. When the young man saw Wan Erhao and Yang Tianxing approaching, his eyes lit up!

Two handsome boys!

Yang Tianxing's appearance is not bad, his mother's relatives are soft on the outside and firm on the inside, and their appearance is also sweet. And his father Yang Xia is an extremely masculine man. With the combination of the two temperaments, Yang Tianxing is only thirteen years old, but he already has a handsome and tall meaning. Coupled with the four seasons robe, it is as white as silver, and the real body is like a gun rather than bending.

Although Wan Erhao next to him has an ordinary appearance, his expression still bears the iron-blooded look of the previous world because of his two lives. He looks like the facial features carved on a pair of iron plates, but It is matched with a red and bright red robe, which creates a strong visual contrast.

Seeing these two handsome teenagers, the young man licked his lips subconsciously. I saw what he said in a low voice to the plain white robed subordinate beside him, and the man replied respectfully. Then, the man walked towards Wan and Yang: "Holy Son of the Tribe, I would like to invite the two of you as guests."

"Huh?" Wan Erhao frowned slightly and did not speak.

And Yang Tianxing looked at the young man subconsciously, and the young man just smiled at them. But Yang Tianxing was a human being, and he saw that there was an inexplicable meaning in the young man's eyes.

Do you see the identity of my four seasons?

But there is no reason.

Although Yang Tianxing is famous all over the world, because he has never been down the mountain for more than ten years, outsiders will not know Yang Tianxing's appearance.

Just when Yang Tianxing was suspicious, Wan Erhao had already refused: "We have something to do, excuse me."

The plain white robe man just smiled, but didn't move his footsteps because of this: "In the Tribe of Jitian, it's not that your Excellency just leaves."

Wan Erhao did not speak, his cast iron face was still expressionless, and he walked forward.

The plain white robe man still had a smile on his face, but his shot was unequivocal.

I don't know when the right hand was already holding a long sword, and it stabbed directly at Wan Erhao's legs.

The golden-robed youth just smiled and looked at the scene in front of him, but to his surprise, he was indifferent when he saw the silver-robed youth being attacked by his partner?

Yang Tianxing frowned as well, but not because he was worried about Wan Erhao. He fought Wan Erhao once and knew his strength. In fact, with the strength of the two, those who want to threaten them may only be a threat to those who break through the three palaces, step into the realm of endless life, or the tattoo masters of the ten stripes realm.

So what made him frown was that the person in front of him made a decisive move and attacked the part.

The man's sword was extremely fast and fierce, and the position where he stabbed was the weak spot of his thigh. As long as those two positions are cut out of the wound, it will seriously affect the ability to move. It seems that the other party is determined to keep the two of them!

But Wan Erhao remained calm.

The man in front of him was very fast with his sword, but there was no fluctuation in the strength of the weapon. It was obviously because they were young and afraid of hurting them.

Wan Erhao thought in his mind, but his body moved subconsciously.

The small palm of his right hand seemed to be casually poking around, but he avoided the edge of the long sword and grabbed the hand of the Ergong Jingwen who held the sword.

The tattoo artist was stunned for a moment, obviously he did not expect this scene, and even the young man in front of him was moving so fast that he was caught without seeing it clearly. The next moment, the left hand and the middle **** clamped the sword's edge, and then turned.

The tattoo artist only felt that the world was spinning, and when he came back to his senses, he had already fallen to the ground.

Wan Erhao threw the long sword in his hand into the sky at will, and walked straight forward.

puff.

The long sword fell between the legs of the fallen man, and trembled slightly in the snow.

This scene made all the outsiders around who wanted to watch the play applaud loudly. And those with plain white robes changed their expressions slightly. The golden-robed youth still had a smile on his face. Although the young man in front of him was obviously not simple, it didn't make him move.

This is the Heaven-Sacrificing Tribe, his home.

"Go, grab the two of them and send them to my tent." The golden-robed young man whispered to the people next to him. After finishing his words, he turned around and left.

Countless people in plain white robes chanted and surrounded Xiang Wan and Yang.

He didn't need to look at it at all, he had already planned to go back to the tent and wait for the two to arrive at his tent.

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Southern Imperial City.

Early the next morning, in the Wanji Hall of the Quanqing Palace, when Lan Zhen was furious in front of the civil and military officials, Xu Yan had already received a notice from Zuofu. Coincidentally, this day was a rest day and did not have to go to the outer door for classes, so Xu Yan immediately went to Zuofu.

Jin Qianji asked, but he wasn't too interested, so he didn't follow.

As soon as he arrived, he saw the ruined Zuofu.

The gate, the outer wall, there are countless cracks, and strangely, there is no debris such as falling rocks, tatters, etc. Xu Yan secretly speculated that it was probably a grain force that was strong to a certain extent, crushing the entire part into pieces and dissipating it in the wind.

In the entire Zuofu, there is a tragic atmosphere.

Xu Yan walked into the Zuo Mansion, and every Zuo family disciple's eyes were red, and they could see that they were tired, but the murderous aura on their faces was still strong, as if they were going to choose someone to devour at the next moment.

What the **** is going on?

Xu Yan walked along the road and came to the back hall, where many Zuo family members lived.

Then, he saw Zuo Chengzhe.

Zuo Chengzhe's face was as pale as paper, but he did not rest. He was instructing the disciples of the Zuo family to carry out various repairs, patrols, and so on. After Xu Yan walked past, he grabbed Zuo Chengzhe's hand. His hand was a sword pointing to his veins.

In just a moment, Xu Yan's complexion changed slightly: "Your kid is dying?"

The disciple of the Zuo family on the side was shocked when he heard the words: "Is the young master alright?"

Xu Yan didn't answer, he patted the jade pendant on his waist and took out a pill bottle: "Eat it."

Zuo Chengzhe's pale and rigid face was soft, but he didn't ask anything, and put it into his mouth: "Let's go and see Zuo Canghai first, he's seriously injured."

Xu Yan sneered again and again: "Do you think you are not heavy? You are poisoned."

Zuo Chengzhe subconsciously thought of the snake-like tattoo technique: "Poison?"

Xu Yan still sneered: "I really don't know if it's your luck or what, the Zuo family's [Mo Yi], Zhongzheng is peaceful, and has a strong vitality. There is a lot of depression for that poison." Xu Yan frowned, he remembered The terrifying old woman in Pingnan said: "This poison is very similar to the feeling of the old woman in Pingnan. It is a kind of pure death energy. Now it is even more so that death energy can't be touched. The inexhaustible death energy condensed into a liquid and injected into the body. Who the **** did you fight with?"

Zuo Chengzhe was silent for a long time, then he slowly said, "You can take a look at Zuo Canghai first, and I will explain to you."

Xu Yan frowned tightly: "Don't think about other things, the level of my pills is too low, and it can only last you three hours. If you don't let me remove the dead energy for you with a golden needle within three hours, you will Permanent damage to your body."

After he finished speaking, he turned and walked towards Zuo Canghai's room.