Bai Yan fell lightly on the ground and looked around.

He is in a hexagonal hall. It is dark and dim, beautifully decorated, and there is a high platform in the center, which seems to be a place for people to dance and enjoy. There is a door on each of the six walls, which is blocked by a curtain and blows by the wind. Moving, you can vaguely see that there is a corridor behind the door, I do not know where to go.

"An assassin entered the palace! Catch the assassin!"

Hearing some people shouting outside, the footsteps were chaotic and hurried, Bai Zhi knew, it must be Loulan's palace guards who came to hear the wind. Where does the guard's military function go? He wasn't afraid of them, but at this moment there was a bit of jealousy about Si You and Fu Lu. Si You clearly has practiced Liuyutianzhi to go into the fire and into the magic, although his life is short, but it is precisely because of the fire into the magic that the full potential has been stimulated. I am afraid that Kung Fu is better than him now. That's not to be underestimated.

However, he couldn't leave at this time.

——Mingyue Blade must be in Si You's hand, he has to take it back, and since Si You exchanges Fulu with a human bone rosary, human bone rosary is so important to Fulu, he wants to bring him in Body.

Since there is no reason to return empty-handed.

Bai Yan clenched his fists, walked towards one of the doors, opened the curtain and looked outside. The promenade is facing Nabo Lake not far away, but the mysterious orc-faced man and Si You have disappeared at this time.

He reached for a call in the lake, waited for a while, and could not help but raise his eyebrows.

After he swallowed the blood relic of Wu Yanfu, he recognized him as the master this month.

No matter where he is, these extremely spiritual soldiers, as long as he reaches out to summon, Yueyue will come to find him by himself, but at this moment, there is no movement at all, I do not know what the reason is.

The conventional weapon was not in his hands, and Bai Xun was a little uneasy under his heart. He recalled the situation where the orc-faced man and Si You were fighting, and practiced in his mind the "Tiantianhua magic palm" that he hadn't studied for a long time. There was something wrong—the orc-faced man made tricks different from what was stated in the book.

If you think about it, it is not only different, but also much more subtle, it seems that you have improved it yourself.

Bai Yan didn't know that this was Wu Yanfu's hand. After he learned "Tiantianhua Magic Palm" decades ago, he created a new set of palms based on the original palms, and recorded the palms. Part of the dossier was destroyed, and the order was reversed. It was to prevent outsiders from stealing learning. Naturally, it also prevented the white pheasant who likes cats to learn cheats in the Tibetan Pavilion. But Bai Yiwu had a very high talent for learning, so he took a look at it in his mind and realized it. Now he has very itchy hands. He just wants to discuss with the mysterious person and learn two more tricks.

"Who is there?"

Hearing a nearby whisper, Bai Yan was shocked, looked towards the sound source, saw a ray of candlelight behind a window, immediately flew into the window, and slashed at the figure with one palm, but glanced at it. Glancing at the firelight, a young boy's face was reflected, and he quickly retracted his palm, and switched to acupoints with "crushing branches and hands", and swung the sleeve to wipe out the candle.

It was through the dim moonlight thrown into the window that he could see that he was only a weak teenager.

He was luxuriously dressed, wearing a rhombus silk brocade robe, but he was trapped in a wheelchair with a thin body. His face was typical of a Loulan man, with a beautiful appearance, but his face was like gold paper, and he had no lips. The blood-colored, light-golden hair was **** with a peacock jade crown, and the slender hands were placed on the handle of a wheelchair. The narrow cuffs were pushed above the forearm, and there was a small black blood hole on the back of the hand.

——It seems that the wound caused by body feeding.

Bai Yan stepped back cautiously, lest a maggot crawled on him.

The boy opened his amber-like eyes, looked him up and down, and shook his head, as if in a word of comfort, so that he didn't have to be afraid of himself. He had a clear, hopeless breath all over his body, like a plant that was dying, and it was about to wither immediately, making it impossible for him to be malicious.

Bai Yan looked around this room, and found that a curtain was hanging in front of the room door, and there was a faint mist floating in from the curtain slit. There seemed to be a bathroom behind, and the figures of some maids were shaking.

Unwilling to fight grass and frighten the snake, he grabbed the young man's neck with one hand and whispered into the secret: "Let them all back down, I'll hide from you. If you don't bark, I will not kill you."

The boy nodded nicely, Bai Ye untied his dumb hole, and listened to him softly: "You step back, Xiao Wang wants to stay alone for a while."

"Yes, Your Highness." The maids responded in unison, their steps scattered away.

Is this man Prince Loulan? Why would Loulan Prince feed him?

Bai Ye thought strangely, and thought of what Mi Lansheng said about Fulu, he jumped in his heart. Fulu cultivated his own parents into a mother-in-law to control the Tatars. Is this the son of Fulu?

Before asking a question, the boy first said, "Sister is the assassin who the guard is chasing?"

At a glance, Bai Zhi knew that his appearance and appearance had misunderstood the boy.

"Sister is better to leave soon. The Loulan Palace is heavily guarded. If you want to break in, it will be extremely difficult. If Xiao Wang's father finds out, it will be too late for her sister to leave."

This "sister" was extremely harsh, but Bai Ye was also more lazy. "Is your father a very powerful person?"

The boy nodded: "They said that my dad is the first master of martial arts today, and no one can beat him."

With that said, Bai Yan already knows well-this teenager who looks a few years younger than his actual age is indeed Fu Lu's biological son. It was just that the deer was speculative and despicable, but the son was so simple and pitiful that he was tortured by his biological father into a picture of no ghosts or ghosts.

After all, it is not appropriate to stay here for a long time. It is better to take Fu Lu as a hostage.

With this thought flashing in his head, Bai Ao sealed his dumb hole and lifted the person from the wheelchair, but the teenager "snapped" twice in surprise, his eyes looking at the window, as if to remind him to be careful behind him.

Speaking late, then, when a strong wind rushed to the back, Bai Zhi quickly hurried to avoid, and saw a dark shadow come in from the window, which turned out to be like a beast, with limbs and blood-red eyes burning. Humans, with several vines clinging to their entire body, appear to be a ghostly vine in this moonlight.

Bai Ye was startled. Seeing that his hair was not white, he immediately realized that this was a tadpole raised by Fu Lu, and gathered together to attack, but unexpectedly, the tadpole lowered his head, lowered his body gently, and looked up. The young man behind him didn't know what it meant. "Woohoo" sounded like an obedient big cat.

Bai Yun guessed that since the people listened to his aunt's words, he was probably waiting for his mother to give orders. He remembered that the medicinal madness in the underground ruins a few days ago was very similar to the cricket in front of him, and he couldn't help but take a closer look, seeing that the cricket's body was exactly the same as the ghost rattan, and all kinds of questions came to his heart.

After thinking about it for a while, he couldn't figure out anything. He stopped his thoughts, and the young man on his side turned his back and ordered: "Take care of your little pet, otherwise I will kill you immediately."

The young man nodded, and the Tatar people obediently removed his body. Bai Zhuan glanced out the window. When he saw the flames outside, he turned and walked towards the door. The Tatars followed them step by step.

Bai Yan carefully walked outside the door and asked, "Is there a secret passage in this palace that can lead to the outside?"

As he said, he caught the boy's weak hand and held his lifeline, and saw that he raised his index finger and pointed at one foot. Bai Yan bent down and opened the luxurious Persian carpet at his feet, and found a hidden door.

At this moment, on the shore of the lake on one side, a figure suddenly jumped out of the water and jumped into the lakeside forest. The other hurriedly followed, and the leaves rustled for a while, and the two stopped one after the other. Come down.

"Who the **** are you? Why did I teach kung fu, and the moves still seemed to have the master's biography?" Si You stared at the looming cold light between the figure in the mottled tree shadow and his hand. "And how can I call the" Moon Moon "? "

The man stood on a slight branch, and although he was wounded, he was wearing a sloppy beast-face mask, but he had a domineering demeanor. He was holding the sacred moon behind his back.

Si You became more and more familiar with every move, and became more restless. If he hadn't seen Wu Yanfu's body with his own eyes, he would just kneel down at the person and call him "leader".

"You must feel strange, don't you?" The man chuckled, took off the mask in one hand, and revealed an unfamiliar face, "Si You, you can remember the day when the wolves and Samsungs got together 30 years ago ? "

Secretary Youwen made a shock.

He still remembers that forty years ago, in order to gain a chance, how a ten-year-old child who was deaf and dumb entered the altar with a handbirth mother, how to peel off the human skin and give it to his father's seat. His blood was dripping from his eyes. But he did not blink, as if he was born with no heart and heart, which caused his uncle, Wu Jiyun, to be amazed and greatly appreciated, only to say that he was born without love and fearlessness, and is a wonderful talent for practicing Liuyutian, and sincerely taught it.

After ten years of hard work, the sword came out, and the day when the three wolves gathered together to kill the wolf was when Wu Yunyun died.

The phrase "loveless and fearless" is a phrase.

How he used to be his mother at that time, and gave it to his father ten times that day.

After peeling the skin of the biological father, he knelt down towards him with three ringing heads, and then burned to the ashes with a fire. As he did in the sky, he went to the throne of the lord and buried his mother's skin.

In the past 20 years, he has not spoken, and ascended to the position of leader, he has spoken out of the fierce hegemony of "those who follow me and those who oppose me".

After ten days of bloodwashing the mandala, thousands of thunder means, only called thousands of people in the upper and lower ten altars, dare not.

——The son of "Ming Concubine", everyone despise the existence, but he has become the most unprecedented leader in the 300 years of floating butchery teachings, and has become the hegemon of this generation of Western Wulin.

Even if the vice skin is changed, the appearance of the vice is changed, but it is impossible to wipe out the gods and rhymes.

How could he not recognize it?

His knees softened, and he knelt down suddenly: "God leader, **** leader, is it really you ?!"

When the bush rustled in front of him, the man fell down before him.

"That's right. This seat is here, the guardian 'Devil' obeys."

"Leader ..." Si You mixed feelings for a moment, speechless, lips trembling.

Wu Yanfu narrowed his eyes, looked at him for a moment, and then said, "Si You, you haven't got rid of the old problems, and you don't have enough foundations. How can you practice Liuyutian? Now that you have gone to such a point, you may not be able to save you."

"All of his subordinates are for ..." Si You closed her eyes, her bloodshot gradually spread over her forehead, and she looked sorrowful. "In order to kill the little demon, revenge for the leader. The leader continued his life for him that year, and he deprived Yangshou for decades He said that his skill was almost exhausted, but he was so **** you ... "

"This matter is not mentioned yet. How can you be with the people in Yueyin Palace?"

Si You opened her eyes suddenly, and her lip line trembled: "Does the leader doubt his subordinates?"

Wu Yanfu held up his chin with one hand, lowered his eyes, and stared at the already weak mark on his forehead: "You have been born and died for this seat for decades, loyal. How do you know this seat?"

Si You grabbed his wrist, and his black fingertips were almost carved into his flesh, but the corners of his mouth held up: "Since that day, the little demon has opened up and killed the ring, causing chaos in the church, and his subordinates left Tianshan to wander around. In order to find the method of resurrecting the founder, I occasionally heard Fulu send out a reward order on the rivers and lakes, asking the little demon head to be rewarded with a human rosary, and his subordinates ... naturally took over. "

"So ... Fulu has been very careful in and out of this palace?"

Si You raised her eyelids, and her pupil was like a poisonous blade: "Tianluodinet, there is no place for the little demon to escape."

Wu Yanfu's pupils shrank, and said, "Si You, you need to cross half of your internal force with this seat."

Si You heard the words, smiled, and then the violent madness disappeared, and her eyes softened: "Si You was originally the concubine of the leader. If the leader wants to take it, he can take the skill of Si You at any time."

"This seat said, I don't want you to die, ten years ago, and ten years later." Wu Yanfu said this, his voice bewildered, his long fingers opened his hair and fell to his arms, his fingers closed. Slowly slide to the pulse, using "Tiger Devour Light Curse" to direct an internal force output by Si You from his veins to himself.

"But if you want him to die ... it's another matter."

After all, he pressed his fingers on the opponent's lifeline and tightened, stopping the raging internal force.

"Do you understand?"

"Why?" The man in Ziyi's face was pale, and his bloodshot cheeks were denser. "Is the leader still able to let him go?"

Wu Yanfu took the corner of his lips with a smile, and he smiled so naturally, as if he had inadvertently revealed a hint of secret joy and interest: "If you can't let it go, you must hold it in your hand before you can. Know. "