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The flickering faint candlelight shook the four figures in the room faintly, and four solemn faces could be seen from the candlelight. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info dim candlelight began to rise up the green smoke, mottled figures flickered and appeared in the candlelight, the dull atmosphere made this already depressing room even more stuffy and uncomfortable. Mo Xiaoshan kept saying something in his mouth, while the red-faced man on the side listened quietly with a solemn expression, and the two young men in strong suits, who were also covered in blood, were even more speechless, with a blank luster in their eyes, and they seemed to be thinking a little in their hearts.

There were a few dishes on the table, and a jar of spirits, from which the strong aroma of wine wafted out, diluting the oppressive atmosphere in the room. But the dull breath remained, like the night outside the window, as black as ink, heavy as lead.

The time spent waiting is the slowest to go, and the four people in the room look out the window at the night from time to time, hoping that the thick lacquery night will begin to fade. But every time I twisted and looked, the inky night was still as dark as ever. However, wine and food have become their best choice for spending time.

A few dishes and a jar of wine, in such a dark night, in such a remote and uninhabited town, there is an unusually depressing atmosphere shrouded in the strange night. A gusting breath of mountain rain coming from the dark night and enveloping the town of people was enveloped in the deserted town.

Zhao Kuangyin listened to Mo Xiaoshan's account with a solemn expression, and he also asked some details from time to time. After the middle-aged man Mo Xiaoshan's explanation, he only knew the general situation, and the solemnity in his eyes became more and more intense, the Khitan elite with less than 100 people actually beat hundreds of Guiyi hidden in Wutai Mountain without the slightest power to fight back. What a group of tigers and wolves, although he had little contact with the Khitans, he always thought that the Khitans were just like their Han people. They all had a head on their shoulders, but they never thought they would be so strong. How this didn't make his heart surge, and Rao was also surprised for a while, even after being on the battlefield.

And the leader of that group of Khitan elite divisions is none other than Yelu Zongheng, the third prince of the Khitan, and among them, there is also a martial cultivator who has surpassed the innate realm and has always been by his side. Mo Xiaoshan only slapped the martial cultivator who accompanied Yelu Zongheng left and right, and he was completely disadvantaged, he could only watch his hard work, and hundreds of brothers fell under the swords of the dozens of Khitan warriors. And he led two personal soldiers to desperately break out of the encirclement, and then he came to this Taiping Town in embarrassment and met with Zhao Kuangyin.

Moreover, Zhao Kuangyin also learned that several of his subordinates were caught by the group of Khitan warriors, and none of them escaped alive. No wonder for such a long time, no one came back to report the news. Zhao Kuangyin's heart swelled with grief and indignation, and a faint bad premonition surged into his heart.

But he has always been confident and arrogant, he did not take these things to heart, and he was burdened with the mission of contacting the Guiyi Army, and the outcome was that he could only talk about it when the time came. Mo Xiaoshan was hit by this, and I am afraid that he was not in the mood to talk about cooperation, and he could only hope that Master Na Huaisu would come as soon as possible. I had to rush back to the imperial capital Bianliang as soon as possible to relieve His Majesty's burning poison. Although there was a lot of helplessness in his heart, he was an optimistic person, so he could only comfort the commander of the Guiyi Army who looked disappointed.

Compared with the solemn and sad atmosphere in this room, in the other room, there is a pure and sunny atmosphere like steel. However, it was Ling Tianyun's heart that was calm, and he constantly used the mantra to run the true qi in his body wildly, nourishing it endlessly in the major meridians and bones around him.

Opening his eyes, Ling Tianyun felt a kind of ecstasy in his heart, he had never been so contemplative and meditative as he was today, and the effect was beyond his expectations. In the past, I just forced myself to silently move the mantra in the Heart Sutra, and I didn't have an empty state of mind like today. And he didn't know how long he had been cultivating, but he felt that the night outside the window was dark and dull.

He exhaled a long breath of turbidity, feeling the surging true qi in his body, and he only felt that his body was filled with an incomparably huge and majestic power. In the meridians, bones, and blood, there is a roaring power, and the pure and yang true qi in his dantian is deeper and more refined. He felt as if he had reached a tipping point, and as long as he broke through that tipping point, he would be able to break through to a new realm. It turns out that the consummation period of the internal strength realm is so wonderful, if he fights with that Xiao Tianye again, I believe that he will not be weaker than the other party. and that martial arts genius Wanyan Zhantian, he should not lose to the other party. As for the weird and crazy Yelu Zongheng, Ling Tianyun was in his heart, he felt that he didn't have the slightest certainty that he could defeat the other party, and there was still a certain gap.

At this time, he only felt that his senses were more acute, his ears and eyes were clear, and he could clearly feel the slight inaudible sounds coming from within a few feet around him. And he also felt that his state of mind had also sublimated a lot in an instant, in addition to his yearning and understanding of martial arts, as well as the surging confidence in his heart. He knew that there was still a shackle in his heart that had not been broken, and that was Yelu Zongheng. Jerod was like a mountain that stood up to him, and it was not so easy for him to cross this mountain.

Ling Tianyun had a premonition in his heart, tonight, he would definitely meet Na Yelu Zongheng, if he couldn't stifle his inner demon tonight, then he would have no chance to defeat him. Yelu Zongheng is his inner demon, as long as he defeats his inner demon, then he believes that his martial arts realm will definitely reach a higher level.

Ling Tianyun had raised his six senses to the best level, and he could clearly feel the sound of the four people breathing in the next room. Two of them had a disordered breathing, and the other person's breathing was long, like a cow absorbing water, and he knew that this person was Zhao Kuangyin. There was also one person's breathing, although it was continuous and unadjusted, but there was a bit of loneliness in that breath, and he didn't know who the other three were.

The night was like ink, shrouded, and there was a bit of murderous aura condensed in the layers of fog, and even the cold wind that was blowing wildly stopped at this time. A surging of dull depression suddenly surged towards him. With a movement in his heart, Ling Tianyun heard the sound of a thunderous earthquake shaking the mountain.

It was a dull sound of horses' hooves, like a thousand armies rushing towards this place. Ling Tianyun was shocked in his heart, and a bad thought suddenly flashed in his heart. Then, before he could jump off the bed, the four men in the next room hurried out of the room.

Before he had time to think about it, Ling Tianyun also jumped off the bed, walked to the door with an arrow, quickly opened the door, and rushed out. When he rushed outside, he saw a familiar face, but the face was slightly haggard, the person's body was stained with blood, and his body exuded a thick and long-lasting bloody aura.

"Brother Mo," Ling Tianyun called out to the man in surprise, that person was just Mo Xiaoshan, who had several connections with him.

Hearing someone calling, Mo Xiaoshan was stunned at first, because he didn't know that there were other people in this inn. And Zhao Kuangyin didn't mention it to him, he turned around and saw Ling Tianyun rushing out of the room next to him. After seeing this general's door here, it was obviously unexpected.

"Young Master Ling, why are you here too?" Mo Xiaoshan asked in surprise. He didn't know it, and he didn't expect to see the son of the guard of Baishui City at the foot of this remote Wutai Mountain. And he was also puzzled in his heart, because from beginning to end, Zhao Kuangyin had never mentioned Ling Tianyun's arrival, nor had he mentioned anything related to him and Ling Tianyun.

"Brother Mo, don't blame, it's my brother's negligence and didn't tell Brother Mo about Little Brother Ling. First, the junior brother didn't expect that Big Brother Mo and Junior Brother Ling would get acquainted, and secondly, it was an urgent matter, and he hadn't had time to say it yet. Zhao Kuangyin saw the doubts that appeared on Mo Xiaoshan's face at a glance, and he quickly explained. At the same time, he also had a bad feeling in his heart, he didn't expect Ling Tianyun to actually know Mo Xiaoshan. He and Ling Tianyun traveled together, and they had never heard Ling Tianyun talk about it, although he had also implicitly revealed his alliance with the Guiyi Army, but he didn't reveal a word about his acquaintance with the Guiyi Army.

"Brother Xian is too worried, since Gongzi Ling and Brother Xian are walking together, it is a foolish brother who thinks too much." Mo Xiaoshan didn't know what Zhao Kuangyin was thinking, so he didn't say anything. Since Ling Tianyun didn't say anything, he naturally wouldn't say anything more. Although he knew that Ling Tianyun and Guo Huai'an had a lot of friendship, the two had fought against each other together on Chang'an Street in Baishuiguan, and it could also be said that they had a fateful friendship. It's not a day or two since the Guiyi Army wants to win over Ling Tianyun's father, Ling Duozhi, but Ling Duozhi, who is stuck in a remote place, has his own principles, which makes them deeply regretful. But Ling Duozhi did not restrain his son too much, and let him grow on his own.

Guo Huai'an and Ling Tianyun knew each other and knew each other, and they had brotherly feelings, originally they also wanted to take Ling Tianyun's line to draw Ling Duozhi under the account of the Guiyi Army. Unexpectedly, the son of this peerless general walked with Zhao Kuangyin of the Zhou Kingdom. Mo Xiaoshan also had doubts in his heart, but it was not easy to show it.

As a person in the bureau, Ling Tianyun had no choice but to smile awkwardly, he knew the intentions of these two people. It's just that he feels that his path is not here, he feels that he should have a path of his own, and that avenue is not the way of the king's ministers, but a thorny and rugged avenue of martial cultivation.

Zhao Kuangyin wanted to say anything more, but before he could speak, his face suddenly changed. As his face changed, the faces of the others also changed suddenly, and a solemn gaze immediately appeared in their eyes. They had already walked out of the Taiping Inn, and came to the long street that was as secluded as a dark road. As their figures appeared, the indifferent shopkeeper also appeared behind them, looking ahead with a solemn face.

The sound of shaking the mountains came to their ears from far to near, it was the sound of galloping horses' hooves, and the thunderous horses' hooves struck everyone's hearts like the drums of war that were raging in the sky. They felt a little sad on their faces, and they couldn't help but look into the depths of the long street, as if they were a group of fierce beasts that were running wildly, ready to devour them.