met free Chapter 452
Chapter 452
On September 12, there are still three days left before the West Gate blows snow and Ye Gucheng duels!
Daming Yanjing!
At the feet of the Son of Heaven.
It has always been a more prosperous place.
The city wall is ten feet high.
The red-painted city gates.
It looks full of supreme majesty.
Men and sellers, people coming and going, busy traffic, very lively.
There were several times more soldiers guarding outside the city gate than usual.
The inventory of the coming and going is also very strict, so that the people muttered one after another, not knowing what happened.
Some local people were also surprised to find that the soldiers guarding the gate were no longer the original city guards.
Even though they were still wearing the clothes of the city guards.
But no matter from the weapons that each person carries.
It's still that heroic posture.
High up, the appearance of oil and salt not entering.
It is obviously the palace guard who guards the imperial dynasty.
It's no longer those big-headed soldiers who are so oily.
Zhao Wuxian's refusal made the little emperor not feel at ease, especially after hearing that Zhao Wuxian had sent a letter to Zhu Wuxian.
Facing an existence that is very likely to be a martial immortal.
No matter how cautious the little emperor is, he can't overdo it.
The current Daming Yanjing is loose on the outside and tight on the inside, in addition to the exchange of city guards, there are more eyes and ears and spies on the street.
In addition, there is a group of soldiers and horses, ready to be on standby.
But the little emperor didn't dare to let the soldiers and horses enter the city, so he could only let the masters of the inner city, the second factory of the east and west, and the Jinyi Wei inspect more.
Suddenly, outside the city gates, some people were looking back.
What to see?
Boisterous?
Belle!
A beautiful girl.
The posture of the pavilion 10 jade exudes a moving youthful atmosphere.
Hair is tied in a bun on the left side.
Freely pouring out waist-length black hair.
Step on a pair of boots.
Dressed in a light red soft smoke gauze suit.
The fragrant shoulders and arms are dimly visible through the gauze clothes.
The gauze skirt is made of a silk slanted and tied at the waist, showing off a slender and tight waist.
The skirt looms.
The soft curves invite endless reverie.
The corners of the beef soup mouth rose, and he had been an [invisible man] for many years, and he was inexplicably excited to walk in the sun for the first time.
The delicate face is dyed with a little red.
Inside the city, restaurants.
On a table.
The Mudao and the Honka monks sat opposite each other.
Mudao people, in the Ming Wudang faction, people with high morality.
He had long white hair like silver threads, but he was wearing a tattered robe.
He is the most noble elder of the Wudang faction of the Ming Dynasty, the senior brother of Mei Zhenren, and the cousin of Shen Sanniang of the Divine Eye.
He is highly respected, highly respected, has a wide range of friends, and claims to be the first in Go, the second in poetry and wine, and the third in swordsmanship.
Although he is almost old, he is still full of red light, full of energy, and the game is dusty, and he has lost his appearance.
Honka monks are hermits who live in seclusion in the Yellow Mountain.
The biggest habit in his life is to collect antique calligraphy and paintings.
He and the Mudao people travel together all the year round, inseparable, and are nicknamed the Boyazi period of the Daming rivers and lakes.
Famous people like them are naturally not difficult to recognize.
Everywhere to go.
As long as there are people in the rivers and lakes, it will attract attention.
There was a pot of hot tea on the table.
There is also a letter.
The tea is hot.
But faith is cold.
It's still hot in September.
Sultry.
Mu Daoren and Honka looked at the envelope, but felt cold.
Cold.
A man came in from outside the door, with a well-defined face, a pair of eyes still bright, and eyebrows still dark.
Four eyebrows.
Except for Lu Xiaofeng, there is no one in the world who has a beard that is as tall and delicate as his eyebrows.
He saw the Mudao and the Honka monks, and he saw the letter.
Then, the Mudao and the Honka monks also saw him.
"If you came, I knew you would!"
Lu Xiaofeng smiled and said, "I also know that you will definitely come." "
The Mudao people laughed.
When he was laughing, it was already natural to take the letter on the table.
"Of course I don't want to miss this fight, even if I'm really too old to walk, I still have to crawl. "
Lu Xiaofeng saw him put away the letter, it seems that Mu Daoren didn't want others to know what was written on it.
The three letters sent by the suburban manor, as well as the flag carried by the sender, have attracted the attention of the city.
A letter was sent to Zhu Wuzhi.
It is said that Zhu ignored getting the letter.
In front of everyone, it was directly torn up.
One is still being delivered, I don't know who it is for, it seems that the person has not yet come.
One was given to the Mudao people.
Lu Xiaofeng felt that there must be something strange in it, so he hurriedly came to ask the Mudao people what was going on.
It's just that the Mudao people haven't read the letter yet, and they are not ready to show it to others.
Lu Xiaofeng is not a person who likes to force others.
He didn't seem to see the Mudao man receiving the letter.
Lu Xiaofeng said lightly: "Do you want to see what flaws there are in their swordsmanship, and then find them to fight?"
Mu Daoren was not angry, but sighed: "I'm old, I don't want to find someone to fight with swords, nor do I want to fight with people anymore!"
"If anyone wants to play chess with me, I'm willing to accompany them. "
Monk Honka suddenly said, "Actually, we are looking for you. "
Lu Xiaofeng said: "What are you looking for me?"
Monk Honka said: "We have made an appointment with someone to meet tomorrow afternoon, and we want to go with you." Lu Xiaofeng said: "The person you made an appointment, why do you want me to go?"
Mu Daoren hurriedly smiled and said, "Because of this person, you must also want to meet." "
He smiled as if he were mysterious.
Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help asking: "Who is this person?" (read the violent novel, go to the Feilu Novel Network!)
Mu Daoren smiled even more mysteriously: "Since you want to know who he is, why don't you go with him?"
Of course, Lu Xiaofeng will not go.
He has always been a person who can't resist temptation, and he is more curious than anyone else.
But he heard that Mu Daoren was talking about "him", not "us", and said, "So, you won't go?"
Mu Daoren sighed: "I'm going to an appointment today!"
Lu Xiaofeng looked at him and said, "Do you think you can't go tomorrow?"
Mu Dao said: "Between the Song and Ming dynasties, there were at least twenty grandmasters in the hands of King Jing. "
"Among them, there are many magician palace Pang Ban, the old man Huo Shan in the Persian mountains, the first person in the Dajin Kingdom, Wuri God Rider, and so on. "
"Although Zhang Zhenren, the founding patriarch of this faction, has a close relationship with Jingwangfu, he may not necessarily take care of Lao Dao. "
Lu Xiaofeng sighed: "He is indeed a person who is not like a person!"
Gunsong Jushi said strangely: "Have you seen it?"
"I've seen it!"
Lu Xiaofeng bowed his head and said, "I have been to the Great Song Dynasty and have seen him with my own eyes, he is really a person who does not want to be an enemy!"
"Why?"
Lu Xiaofeng said: "Ximen Fuxue said that if you are an enemy of him, you will die!
"Even if Simon blows snow, he doesn't have confidence?"
"Nope!"
"Even if he becomes a Grand Master?"
"Hmm!"
Lu Xiaofeng said calmly: "Don't forget, Ximen Blowing Snow stepped into the Grand Master at the [Qi Tianlou] of King Jing's Mansion. "
"Ye Gucheng too!"
"I heard that Ye Gucheng's sword path was awakened by him!"
Mu Dao Man muttered: "In this way, his sword path is invincible in the world?"
"As far as I know, he rarely uses a sword!" Lu Xiaofeng said.
"If you don't have a sword, it doesn't mean that you can't use a sword, the martial arts have come to an end, and the sword is also a kind of martial arts!"
Monk Gu Song was curious, and said, "What's inside [Qi Tian Tower]? I heard that there are Grandmasters appearing one after another!"
"I don't know!"
"Don't know?"
"I haven't been!"
"Simon didn't say anything about the snow?"
If he did, he was not Simon blowing snow. "
Mu Daoren bowed: "I understand!"
Lu Xiaofeng looked at him: "Then you still want to go?"
In the eyes of the Mu Dao people, a strange light appeared, full of sacredness, and a trace of tragedy, and said, "Go!"
"Why?"
"Because I'm from Wudang Mudao!"
Lu Xiaofeng understood.
Because he is a Wudang Mudao person, just like the face of Wudang, he can die, but he can't be afraid of death.
If he is afraid of death, it will be difficult for the disciples of the entire Wudang Sect to raise their heads and be human beings in the future Daming rivers and lakes.
Jianghu people, face is more valuable than money, life, etc.
Zhao Wuxian sent the letter to the Mudao people in front of everyone, which was a big conspiracy.
Mudao people are the first place in Wudang in the Ming Dynasty, and they are highly respected and famous, and they need to bear many responsibilities.
"I'll go with you!" Lu Xiaofeng said resolutely.
Mu Daoren seemed to be very moved, and looked at Lu Xiaofeng: "You shouldn't meddle in such idle matters." "
Lu Xiaofeng said: "I have always been very idle, and I prefer to be nosy!"
Mu Daoren shook his head: "But this is my Wudang Sect's business! You should have more important things that you need to do." "
183 Mu Daoren rejected Lu Xiaofeng's kindness.
He hadn't read the letter.
But the signature on the letter was not [Mu Daoren], but [Old Knife Handle], so he couldn't let Lu Xiaofeng go.
[Mudao Man] and [Old Knife Handle] are a person, just like a person has a big name, a small name, and a flower name.
A person can have hundreds of names.
But [Mu Daoren] is an elder respected by everyone in the Wudang Sect.
What about the old knife handle?
He is the owner of the mysterious organization [Ghost Villa], and he has collected outlaws one by one, and only the dead can go.
Two identities, one black and one white.
Zhao Wuxian just named black.
Although Mu Dao people were grateful to Lu Xiaofeng, they must not let him know.
Suddenly, a little drizzle fell from the sky, moistening everything.
The weeping willows on the shore are moist, and the water surface is foggy.
Looking at the mountains looming in the distance, it is like being in a fairyland.
Who is not obsessed with this fairy mist with the mountain.
Picture-like scenery.
The path is low and the pavilion is light and willowy, the drizzle and breeze are rippling, and everything seems warm and cozy.
Zhao Wuxian looked through the "Dao Heart Demon Cultivation Dafa" obtained from Pang Ban, but unfortunately it was not the real original cheats.
Pang Ban's "Dao Heart Demon Cultivation Dafa" was incomplete, but it was incomplete, so he used the method of [Controlling Love with Feelings].
"Dao Heart Demon Cultivation Dafa" is indeed a rare strange book in the world, and it has been circulated in the Great Sui, Tang Dynasty, and Ming Dynasty.
But for the current Zhao Wuxian, it doesn't mean much, and it is suitable for giving away.
Under the rain screen.
Zhu ignored and walked slowly.
He was tall and strong, and he walked with a tiger.
With each step, the earth seemed to shake.
The true element on his body is getting thicker and thicker, almost to the point of exploding, and all the rain that falls will be swept away.
A pale golden aura envelops the whole body.
The heavens and the earth move with him.
It's almost suffocating.
He just took a light step, and in an instant there was a storm.
Just like the Mudao people had to come, after Zhu ignored the letter, he had to come to see it or not.
Because he is an iron god!
Otherwise.
What is the meaning of his existence in this Dragon Guardian Villa? .