Chapter 374 Old Man

Xiao Ran suddenly poured a bottle of wine on the table into his stomach, and his throat was hot, as if he could feel better. Now he really wants to find a place to vent, and he really wants to find someone to do it. But there was not even a person who heard him tell his heart. During the day, the monk was right. Death is not terrible. What is terrible is to live a tormented life. No one can understand his inner pain, but the monk understands it, so he didn't take his life, and it's hard to find a confidant. Who would have thought that the two people who lived and died at the previous moment would cherish each other.

The Tubo monk was defeated and the poor stone was recaptured. He saved his face for the martial arts in the Central Plains. Hearing that Xiao Mo's reputation of Yuge went viral in the world, Xiao Ran received a lot of posts to visit as soon as he returned to the villa. Tingyu Pavilion has also become widely known from an unknown sect. Many people came to worship their teachers. At the age of 30, they reached the innate realm and became a martial arts genius as famous as Murong Yunfeng.

After some renovation, Tingyu Villa has also taken shape. The whole villa was surrounded by a wide area, and strange fish lived in it. He is the best martial artist to protect Zhuang. Anyone with bad intentions can't go out when he enters Zhuangzi. Zhuangzi is even equipped with strange door Dunjia and secret weapons.

"Master, someone outside the house wants to see you."

Xiao Ran smashed the courtyard and knew that the five apes were practicing, and he didn't look back and said, "What's your name?"

"The maidservant asked, but they refused to say that there was a letter of recommendation to the owner."

Recommendation letter? Bring it to me and have a look."

Xiao Ran lifted his sleeves and tore open the letter and saw that it was the handwriting of the eldest brother's sail. First of all, he was polite, and only when he saw Xiao Ran in the back showed a happy face. Now he didn't have to worry about having anyone to use it. I don't know how hard the stupid apprentice has progressed. Thinking of throwing him a secret book over the years, he has not fulfilled the master's responsibility. I can't help feeling a little sorry for him. Fortunately, there is a big brother to take care of it. Didn't you say two people? Who else will be? It's worth believing.

Xiao Ran said, "Please invite them here."

Xiao Ran sat on a wooden chair, and two men came to the courtyard led by the maid. One of them was tall and carried a huge puppet. The other person is thin and can't see his face clearly in a hat. To give Xiao Ran a familiar feeling, he suddenly remembered, isn't this the teenager he saw before the twelve-ring dock bodyguard silver and Yang Fan and others separated? After several years of absence, Xiao Ran can still distinguish Zhang Xuan's face at a glance.

Before Zhang Xuan came close, he knelt on one knee and said, "Master Xie Xiao saved the master's life and gave Zhang Xuan a chance to repay the master." This is no longer the stupid boy with a clear nose. He should also reach the realm of Dacheng the day after tomorrow.

Xiao Ran retreated to his servants and helped him up and said, "Your master and I are best friends. You're welcome. Brother Yang has explained in his letter that he will follow me to exercise in the future.

"Who are you? Take off the hat."

The man in black took off the bamboo hat without saying a word. Xiao Ran was shocked and lost his voice, "Wei Xiaoyu, it's you!" This person turned out to be Wei Xiaoyu, who died nine times, and it took several turnovers to contact Yang Fan. At the beginning, it was rumors that it was because of his rebellion and betrayal of the Xia family that led to the Xia family's failure to encircle 12 consecutive docks. Isn't it dead? Why did it appear here?

"How could you... know me?" Wei Xiaoyu was also shocked and said in a low voice.

"Xiao Ran once mentioned you to me and saw your portrait at the beginning, so I was very impressed." Xiao Ran was in danger, and this excuse barely made a statement.

"Come with me to the study." Xiao Ran took a deep breath. Since Yang Fan knew that Xiao Ran was still alive, he definitely found out something to tell himself. Is there any inside story about what happened at the beginning?

"Everything you said is true!" Xiao Ran slapped on the desk and sank into a palm print. He looked directly at Wei Xiaoyu's eyes.

Wei Xiaoyu picked up his sleeves, untied his coat, and the scars all over his body were shocking. He said, "Each of these wounds was left when he escaped the pursuit. Song Yu and Song Gang, the battalion commanders promoted by General Xiao, all bought time for me and were killed alive by the people of the twelve serial docks. I would like to take the head of the project as a guarantee without any lies! I just want the landlord to let me see General Xiao and avenge the dead soldiers!" This iron-boned man couldn't help crying at the thought of the tragic death of those brothers.

"Yu Wenmu, Xia Shuangtian! You guys are really calculating." Unexpectedly, Xiao Ran clenched his fists and wanted to spit out fire in his eyes.

"Chang'an is in danger!" Xiao Ran looked pale and spit out a sentence for a long time. Everything is clear. It turns out that the Xia family also has a share in framing themselves. They hid it from everyone, and even Xia Ruoyan knew nothing about it. But this is not the final result, and the mystery of the black hands behind the scenes is finally about to be unveiled.

Hangu Pass, the last heaven of the Tang Dynasty. The western opera plateau is bordered by the east. It is connected to the Qinling Mountains in the south and the Yellow River in the north. It is the throat of Luoyang in the east and Chang'an in the west. It is known as "the sky opens the Hangu Zhuangguan, and the eternal dust frights to the north." That's it. It is a natural barrier and a place that the Xia family must seize.

The Xia family's army counterattacked all the way, and there was nothing they could do but to stop and rest. During the Spring and Autumn Period, King Huai of Chu raised the division of the six kingdoms to attack Qin, and Qin Yihan Valley Guan Tiandu made "millions of corpses, bleeding and drifting." During the reign of the First Emperor of Qin, the five countries counterattacked many times, all of which stopped at the Hangu Pass. Now the main army of the Tang Dynasty has also retreated all the way here. As long as the imperial court calms down, it can counterattack.

The husband stands, courage is weak, then weak, and exhausted. Xia Shuangtian also knows this truth, so he doesn't do it easily before he is prepared. One hundred thousand troops is not a small number. But before this day, it's nothing. In the big account, Xia Shuangtian walked back and forth in front of the sand table, slightly anxious.

"What are you still worried about? Isn't everything ready?" Uncle De said slowly.

Xia Shuangtian stopped and said, "In this way, all the layout in the early stage was exposed. People's hearts will turn to Li Xian, and I'm afraid there will be some trouble. Qiongqi Stone has also appeared in the world. If you can collect all the seven-star stones, why do you need to waste so much?

Uncle De said, "I heard that the poor stone fell into the hands of a young man named Xiao Mo. Unfortunately, there is another one that hasn't appeared. You can't startle the snake, otherwise I can take the risk of grab it back."

"The seven-star stone that knew the whereabouts were temporarily put in their hands, and the basalt began to take action as soon as it appeared. Judging from the current situation, it will take another month. The Turks should be able to hold them back, and there is only a strong attack if they can't get together. Why haven't you seen Yaner these days? The enemy can't be despised at present.

"Miss, since Taiyuan came back, has her expression been a little wrong? I also asked, and the young lady won't say anything.

Xia Ruoyan has indeed changed a lot in recent years, and everyone knows the reason. Xia Shuangtian frowned and sighed. If one day the truth came out, I don't know if she would resent herself.

Mount Song, Shaolin Temple.

"Dangduang..." The mountains are green, and the sound of the dusk drum and morning bells came from far away. Many refugees gathered at the foot of Shaoshi Mountain and temporarily built thatched houses under the organization of the temple monks. As the war intensified, more and more people gathered. Early in the morning, these refugees began to be busy, either helping others build houses or grow vegetables. Only a few children were chasing and playing in the open space.

Xiao Ran avoided the disciples patrolling down the mountain and went straight to the top of the mountain. The mountain road is difficult, but it is not difficult for Xiao Ran. At the beginning, Dapeng God Bird was seriously injured and escorted back to Shaolin by the eight Tianlongs of Shaolin Temple. The injury should be almost better in recent years, and he will not leave easily to repay his kindness. Although Xiao Ran has reached the innate realm, he still feels that his strength is insufficient, so he must retrieve the Dapeng god bird and Xuanjin cloud pattern python.

At the top of the mountain, it suddenly became bright, and the palace was magnificent and extremely tall. The stone class stacked up, with a total of ninety-eighth level, connecting the mountain gate. Several halls are standing, the top of the hall is golden and brilliant, and the eight roofs are divided equally. The front end of each roof is decorated with various auspicious beasts, which are different in shape and lifelike. Several halls are either connected by squares or winding paths. It's spectacular. The century-old temple, which makes people worship, really lives up to its reputation.

Xiao Ran exuded his thoughts, shuttled through the halls, while searching for the whereabouts of the Dapeng god bird. As long as Dapeng appears within three miles of his circle, it can be sensed. It was not until half an hour later that the wave of Dapeng's thoughts were found at the top of a peak.