Chapter 1426 (1/2)
In a restaurant at the end of the street.
When the footsteps rang, a middle-aged martial artist with a dignified demeanor pushed open a private room and walked in, laughing:
”a song of wind intoxicated, what makes mortal sorrow, what a crazy dream song. Although it's just a piano sound, it's enough for me to remember March. ”
In the private room, there is a simple statement, with a landscape screen in the middle. The beautiful image of a woman playing the piano is reflected on it.
When the hands touch the piano, the aftersound of the piano immediately calms down. The light female voice immediately rings in the room, ”ghost spirit knife, you are late.”
The middle-aged man turned to the back of the screen, sat down in front of the woman, and laughed wildly. ”There was a little delay on the way, but it's good to see such a wonderful duel and hear the sound behind the piano.”
After pouring a cup of wine, the middle-aged man turned his voice and said: ”after the piano, I can't keep my mind when listening to the music just now. Are you ready to step into that realm?”
With a wry smile in the woman's light voice, ”it's not that easy. You should know that it's not enough to be a king.”
”Ha ha, you can cheat others, but you can't cheat me. With your strength, you should have been able to be king for a long time. ”
”Don't talk about these things.”
The woman shook her head slightly and said, ”you can see the duel just now. Notice nothing. ”
”Well. It's a pity that Su Shenfeng, a generation of heroes, has such a childless son. Your crazy dream music is played out by him. It's just a monstrous thing. ” The middle-aged man sighed with contempt.
”I'm not talking about him. I'm talking about the young swordsman who fights with him,” she said. I feel familiar with the fist technique he just used, some of which are like ”Zhentian fist” of Nanlin tiger king. ”
”Nanlin tiger king's” Zhentian fist ”? It's unlikely. Zhentian fist is a fist technique created by the tiger king when he was granted the king. It should not be easily taught to others unless this kid is a disciple of the tiger king. This is even more impossible. As you know, King Tiger has never received any disciples for thousands of years. ”
The middle-aged man shook his head and glanced out of the window. ”But, after all, this boy is a little unusual. At a young age, I was able to use the sabre to such a high level of perfection, which easily broke the mood of crazy dream music. Compared with some old generation sabres, it's three points more powerful. I don't know where to learn from. ”
”Why, Duan Yuntian, the ghost spirit sabre, wants to accept his disciples?” quipped the light female voice
”I don't want to be mistaken, because I'm so much at ease myself.”
The middle-aged man gave a wry smile, waved his hand, changed his tone, and said, ”let's get down to business. After Qin, you came to me this time. It has something to do with the appearance of heaven and earth in the puppet gate? ”
”Not bad.”
The woman nodded slightly, stroked the strings lightly with her hands, and the faint piano sound sounded. The power contained in it made the air in the compartment have light ripples.
”Some time ago, I went to the puppet Gate site and made an investigation there.”
”Oh? What do you find? ”
”Around the rising light pillar in the puppet Gate site, the vitality of the heaven and the earth is extremely chaotic. I noticed that there was a space crack in the light pillar. From the space crack, I felt a very unusual breath. I doubt that the vision of heaven and earth is man-made. ”
”Man made?” The tone of the middle-aged man is dignified: ”the vitality of the lower heaven is thin. There are only a few people who can open space cracks in the lower heaven, and the whole five regions are numbered. Who will it be? ”
The woman shakes her head gently, and the light voice rings: ”at present, I'm just guessing that the space cracks are getting bigger and bigger, and things are very unusual, so I would like to ask you to investigate together and find out the truth as soon as possible.”
”Well, on the way, I guess it's going to be like this. It shouldn't be too late. Let's go now. ”
”Good.”
The woman got up and picked up the Yao Qin on the table.
At the next moment, the air in the room vibrated slightly. The two shadows on the screen disappeared without trace. Only a cup of steaming tea proved that it had happened before.
On the street.
Bang!
Luo Feng stepped down step by step, and the rubble in front of the eleventh prince was immediately shaken away, revealing a vacant area.
The eleventh Prince's whole face turned pale. At this time, he saw Luo Feng approaching one step and was about to cut off with a knife.