Chapter 8 Meet an old friend in a foreign country

Su Yong cracked the wind. At the moment when the skylight fell from that line, he had seen the figure flying on both sides. He stepped on the void and forcibly raised his breath and rushed to the sky.

The figure on the left is a little familiar. It was the Yamaguchi Hoshino who had suffered under his hands. He twisted his body and slapped his left side in the air, and swept to the right side with the meager anti-shock force in the air.

The person on the right can control thousands of mourners, which is undoubtedly more useful than General Yamaguchi, who doesn't have many soldiers.

But the figure of the person on the right also surprised him. This man did not use the light method in martial arts at all. It was like running against the wind. His hands were in the air, like a pair of wings, constantly swinging the air ripples, and waving his wings forward like a bird.

In terms of speed, this man's flight speed naturally cannot be compared with his teleportation speed, but it is more durable. How long can a bird fly? But he can only force forward with a breath of true breath, and there is always a time to stop and breathe.

Fortunately, the curtain on his head had been slowly cracked at this time, and more skylight came in. Although the man flew around in the light blue, he still couldn't avoid his eyes.

When Su Yong occasionally went down to refresh the ground, he had seen that most of the previous fearless mourners had fallen and broken, and the rest kept rushing into the less and less darkness, as if he finally had a panic at this moment.

He gathered his breath again, and the figure in front of him, which had been only dozens of meters away from him, suddenly flashed suddenly, got in from a dark corner, and then disappeared.

Huh? Su Yong was shocked. Could it be that there was still a stealth method? He rushed with the blood knife in his right hand, and a blood light shot into the corner like a long rainbow. With a puff, the debris there was smashed by the knife, and a door of light and shadow appeared.

Su Yong did not hesitate any more. At present, the figure has rushed to this door like lightning.

The white light in front of him was dazzling. As soon as he flashed the door, there was a lot of light in front of his eyes. When he raised his eyes, he had returned to the light of day. Looking back behind him, there was a huge building and a huge pavilion. He didn't know how the other party lured him in, and then used dozens of tattered utensils inside in the heavily covered space. It turns into mourning to deal with yourself.

But at this moment, the figure in front of him quickly passed through the one-month-long tooth-shaped courtyard door in the garden and disappeared behind the wall.

Just before he rushed to the gate of the courtyard, he suddenly stopped.

There is an extremely terrible huge breath behind the door. If it hadn't been for the environment that he had practiced at this time and could sense some dangerous magnetic fields in the air, he would have already broken into the ambush.

He was thinking in front of the gate of the courtyard when a silver bell-like sound suddenly came out behind the wall.

The voice is very crisp and crisp. It uses the standard Yanlong language, and the standard Su Yong is ashamed of himself.

The voice said, "Sister, didn't you say that this man is very fierce? Why don't you even dare to come in a small garden?

In addition, a very gentle and feminine lady's voice laughed and scolded, "How did General Su say so unbearable? When you come to a strange place, it is inevitable that everyone is a little wary. Are you an immortal as General Su? This voice speaks softly. Although it is not as soft as the girl's voice before, it has its own indescribable thoughtfulness, which makes people feel particularly comfortable.

The previous silver bell smiled and said, "Although he is not a fairy, others call him a god of killing... Oh, I thought that General Su, the god of killing, was probably afraid of coming in and eating it for us, hey hey hey."

Just as they were laughing and joking, a black figure suddenly appeared in the crescent door.

Su Yong was dressed in black and heavy armor, and the blood knife had already been inserted into the scabbard. He stood in the middle of the courtyard door and said with a smile, "If Su Yong is scared away by two women, won't I be laughed to death in the future?"

That terrible breath is not on the two women in front of us, and it is still a long way away. Su Yong was also a little relieved. Although the blood knife has been sheathed, he is on guard and does not dare to relax at all.

He vaguely felt that he seemed to be familiar with that breath. He only felt this terrible feeling before the backyard of the Yanlong Inner Palace. However, the pressure in front of him is slightly worse than that of the three venerable people before the Yanlong harem.

Because after all, this can make him feel it, and the beautiful Taoist aunt among the three masters has only one soul, and it is difficult to catch the breath. That is the one foot has stepped into the realm of immortals.

And this person obviously does not have the artistic conception of being detached from ordinary people. But this extraordinary understanding has allowed him to stand firmly at the peak of the martial arts on earth and overlook all sentient beings. What is different from Serum Wind and Hong Yuanba is that he seems to have a kind of natural majesty, which is not completely the pressure cultivated by cultivation.

The serum wind has a scholarly atmosphere, and Hong Yuanba is completely a cunning old businessman. And this man, in addition to the same strong martial arts atmosphere as them, has another natural aristocratic style. Even, it is a little like the style of the royal family, which makes people feel a little uncomfortable when they come in here.

Su Yong forcibly suppressed the unnaturalness in his heart and asked with a smile, "Are the two girls also Yanlong's people?" The Yanlong language spoken by these two women is so orthodox that it even made him smell like Yanlong Jingshi.

Both women are extremely beautiful. The smaller one is only about seventeen or 18 years old. She has ice and snowy skin, and her facial features are also extremely exquisite. Her pink Yanlong light gauze skirt makes her extremely beautiful. The slightly raised pointed chest and the two long ** looming under the clothes of the same color made her feel extremely ** in her eyes full of youth.

The girl made the man want to smash her on the bed and torture her immediately.

But the other woman three or four years older than her is a completely different style. This "sister" is not as exquisite as the girl's facial features, but her eyebrows are picturesque, which has a kind of quiet and beautiful infinite meaning. It is a kind of natural bookish atmosphere, which can be called "temperament".

In addition, the curve on her chest is higher and fuller, and the devil's golden ratio of her waist and buttocks is covered by the more textured gray-white silk skirt, but it is more fatally attractive. A pair of smiling eyes and a faint calmness on her face make her look a little unspeakable, which makes people want to be close and dare not be abrupt. It's really itchy.

At this moment, when the girl saw that Su Yong had come in, she couldn't help hiding behind the "sister" and covered her mouth and exclaimed, "Ah, sister, this villain really ran in. What should I do? By the way, let's call it Dad." She was so arrogant just now. At this moment, she was like a frightened rabbit seeing a big gray wolf, which made people feel funny.

The quiet and beautiful woman patted her gently, then turned around and blessed Su Yongfu. She smiled softly and whispered, "My little sister is naughty, which makes General Su laugh."

Although Su Yong entered the door and saw that the two people felt a little amazing, he was extraordinary and soon became clear. At this moment, he smiled and said, "No, this girl is polite."

The woman's face suddenly faded. She hesitated for a long time and said, "General Su looks good. We are indeed Yanlong people. It's just..."

The girl suddenly snorted and said, "It's just that we can't return home, and it's hard to return to the country."

"Cit up." The woman turned around and shouted anxiously. The girl spit out her tongue in a panic and quickly lowered her head and pretended to be pitiful and stopped humming.

Su Yong was a little surprised and felt a little reasonable. At present, he smiled faintly and said, "If it's inconvenient, don't say it. Su is not a gossiper.

The woman looked up at him gratefully, shook the little hand pulling the corner of her clothes behind her, and then smiled, "Although we are far away from overseas, we have also heard of General Su's prestige. I didn't expect to meet him today. If General Su doesn't think this place is simple, would you please go into the house for a cup of tea?

Su Yong was stunned, but he only meditated for a moment, and then smiled and said, "I dare not invite you."

Both of them are polite and polite. The two women seem to have forgotten why they came here. And Su Yong also seemed to have forgotten the strange man who flew in the wind to chase.

Like countless people who met old acquaintances and met villagers in a foreign country, they seemed to be very surprised and slightly excited, but they did not mention what had just now, and politely entered the hall of a rather elegant wooden house.

When the fragrant tea was served, Su Yong was surprised to find that this was the best Longjing that Yanlong senior officials rarely tasted.

He was surprised, but he didn't care about it on his face. He raised his glass and sniffed it a little. As soon as he moved close to the corner of his mouth to drink, he heard a low voice sighing, "Drink Longjing tea, don't forget the Yanlong family."

The corners of Su Yong's eyes jumped slightly, and the cup that was about to tilt stopped.

Because the strong breath he felt before has reached the side door of the hall at this moment, and it is as powerful as a mountain.

"General Su really dares to drink the tea made by the little girl, is he not afraid of poisoning?"