Today, for the little baby Yu Pengfei and Pengfei heroes, it can be said that they have encountered hard stubble on the rivers and lakes.

Because his grandfather took over a storytelling job in the Qinglong Street restaurant early in the morning, he and his friends practiced knives nearby, only to see him holding a small wooden knife, and he came up with a set of skillful knife skills, which won a burst of applause at the same time, but also caused trouble.

A rich kid about ten years old, looking at the wooden knife that was wielded with a tiger, he had a desire to compare, and wanted to use the slingshot in his hand to exchange for this wooden knife, but this wooden knife was Yu Pengfei's heart.

For a swordsman, the knife in his hand is a part of his body, so in the end, it will naturally collapse completely, and then the scene of the slingshot hitting the face will occur.

The stone roared forward, getting closer and closer to Yu Pengfei's cheek, and at the same time, in the carriage parked not far away, Huang Ting let out a light sound, raised his fingers and curled them, flicked them forward gently, and took a breath, before the stone, a blue-green knife qi flashed away, and the latter directly turned into powder and dissipated.

It was only at this time that Yu Pengfei reacted, his complexion changed greatly, after all, it was a four- or five-year-old baby, no matter how strong he was, he couldn't help but cry, and the little baby who knew that he was committing a crime also changed slightly, and was surrounded by a group of family members who rushed up in the middle.

"I didn't expect Lava to boast of this ancient giant with five big and three thick, and he would follow the example of the immortal wind Dao bone person, and place the opportunity in the folk, it's really interesting. ”

Huang Ting withdrew his outstretched fingers and spoke lightly, and then Zhao Yu, who was beside him, also looked at the small wooden knife in Xiaowa's hand, and responded:

"I have the impression of this little baby, I like knives, grandpa is a very knowledgeable storyteller, so I also know the name of my grandfather's sword saint, he is a good seedling, but it is lava boasting, after all, it is a person of ancient times, it is said that in that era, this kind of good karma means is extremely common, because everyone's talent is top, and there may be unexpected gains in the future. ”

"I'll observe this little doll for a few years, and if he has talent and a good heart, I'll take him in. ”

As soon as these words came out, even Zhao Yu was a little surprised, because the Huang family, one of the fourteen clans, was the most skilled knife family in the vast land of Shenzhou, it seemed that this little baby was born with a lot of luck, and then he heard Huang Ting's cold voice continue to sound in his ears:

"Although the lava boast retains the customs of the ancient era, it is obviously not in line with the current situation of our current Great Xia, the forbidden supernatural power sealed in this knife, even I feel a burst of shock, if it is completely released, the entire Qinglong Street will be completely shrouded in a sea of fire, such an ability is in the hands of a child, it is too dangerous, I will add a layer of prohibition!"

After finishing speaking, Huang Ting's five fingers opened outward, and suddenly the dazzling green light exploded outward, turning into a dark cyan dragon sparrow and gradually condensing, and then flapping its wings and flying out of the carriage.

"Liang Po, let's go, there are a lot of places to go today, go to Sitian Tower first. ”

"No!"

Liang Po waved the reins in his hand slightly, and the entire carriage began to move forward slowly, getting faster and faster, and then directly submerged in the bustling crowd.

Half an hour later, on the eighth floor of Sitian Tower, the figures of Zhao Yu and Huang Ting appeared.

The scene on this level seems to be permanently frozen, unchanged from before, a huge bronze coffin lies in the center of the main hall, and at the same time, a beam of white light shines down from above, enveloping the entire giant coffin, quiet and secluded.

This beam of light, from the mountains and seas, is the ultimate cold light in the world.

In this coffin, there is a person lying down, named Huang Zhao, who was once the sharpest sword saint in Great Xia.

Zhao Yu and the others slowly walked to the beam, then lowered their heads, staring at the giant coffin that emitted a faint fluorescence, and did not say anything for a long time, the identity of the people in the coffin was close to them, but at this time, they had no chance to see each other through a coffin.

"Come, Your Majesty, sit down and have a drink with my father. ”

Huang Ting took out a pot of wine out of nowhere, raised his hand to signal, and sat down cross-legged with Zhao Yu on the spot, and then Huang Ting's right hand waved forward again, and three wine glasses instantly appeared in front of him, and at the same time, a slightly melancholy voice came out:

"I remember when I was young, when it came to the Chinese New Year, my father and sister's favorite thing was to drink together, but my sister was so good that every time she could drink the bad old man lying in Suoyuan's coffin under the table, and she would be unconscious for several days. ”

After finishing speaking, Huang Ting pulled out the wine jar in his hand, and suddenly a rich and extreme wine fragrance permeated the entire eighth floor of Sitian Tower, and there was an extremely hot and domineering aura in the mellow aroma of this wine, which was the pure and incomparably pure heaven and earth vitality, and then Zhao Yu, who was sitting on the ground, lit up his eyes and said lightly:

"It turned out to be Xuantian wine, it seems that Uncle you are hiding deeply, before the deep wine cellar in the palace was discovered, it was difficult to find a pot in the entire White Emperor Palace. ”

"Under the influence of ears and eyes, it is difficult to drink alcohol or not, so I collected some wine on weekdays, if it wasn't for the New Year, I would be reluctant to take out this Xuantian wine!"

Huang Ting smiled heroically, lifted the wine jug and filled all the wine glasses in front of him, and at the same time, the Suo Yuan coffin in front of the two of them seemed to smell this bursting and rich Daxia No. 1 spirit, and suddenly began to tremble violently, and at the same time, a stream of pale green knife qi poured out from the coffin, gradually turning into a huge light deer.

As soon as this deer appeared, it rushed to the wine glass below with the sharp aura of cutting the void, and then lowered its head and sucked, and the cyan Xuantian wine in the entire wine glass was directly sucked out, and then the deer was still unsatisfied, and turned his gaze to the other two glasses of Xuantian wine.

Zhao Yu looked at the light deer composed of sword qi in front of him, and there was a curiosity in his dark eyes, in addition to the incomparable sharp qi, there was also a sense of intimacy from the blood.

Huang Ting smiled lightly, gently pushed the other two wine glasses in front of him in front of Guanglu, and said at the same time:

"This is my father's Dao soul, named Giant Deer, it is a knife, but it is also a drunkard, my father is still sleeping in the coffin, but this Giant Deer Knife has awakened because of the fragrance of this Xuantian wine. ”

Just as Huang Ting spoke, Guanglu had already absorbed the two glasses of wine in front of him again, and then Yang Tian gave a cry, and he still drilled back into the coffin of Suo Yuan, and the entire eighth floor of Sitian Pagoda continued to restore calm.

Huang Ting picked up the wine jug, filled the two cups again, and then pushed a glass to Zhao Yu, picked up a glass, and the two of them clinked glasses, without speaking, and drank it directly.

The two of them just took one cup after another, and then Zhao Yu squinted his eyes, a hint of camel red flashed on his handsome cheeks, and with a slight wave of his head, an identical bronze giant coffin appeared again in the center of the entire eighth-layer hall.

Maybe it's because he's a little drunk, or maybe it's because his emotions are too hard, and then the young emperor, who has always been calm and unfazed, suddenly has an unprecedented mood on the eighth floor of Sitian Tower, which is rarely visited, and lowers his head, like an ordinary young man who is about to die in the face of his family, whimpering and repeating a sentence:

"I rejected the lock coffin that I had worked so hard to get, grandma, she won't live for a few days!"

Huang Ting gently raised his hand and patted Zhao Yu's shoulder, and sighed slightly.

Emperors are also human beings.