Lord

Zhui Yeliang was standing in the dark room shining brightly. The room was very large, more than 200 square meters. Wei Xiao was sitting on the couch in the middle of the wall. Suddenly he stood up and took a step forward: "You..."

Night by night cool still.

Slowly, Wei Xiao sat back with his back slumped: "I read it wrong," he smiled vicissitudes of life, "You have a lot of peony lion equipment, and your body shape is similar, I thought..."

Thought the peony lion was back.

"You miss him?"

"Hehe!" Wei Xiao sneered, "Nostalgic?"

Although his prison life in Ghost Town was only three years, it changed his whole being, his voice was torn, his waist could not straighten, and his dignity was in tatters.

"That guy is very proud. We have worked together for so many years, and he hasn't said a word to me," Wei Xiao sarcastically said, "But killing people is really neat. He is a good dog."

Night by night cool silence.

"If you can find this place, you must know who I am?"

"The lion hall and the white tiger branch are upright, arhat Wei Xiao."

"Well," Wei Xiao sank his body into the sofa with satisfaction, "They asked me if I would like to play a game. I thought I could enjoy myself for two days when I came out. I didn't expect you to come so soon."

Zhuyeliang said: "Dyeshe recruited Jialantang and set up three checkpoints in Menggui City. You are an important prop to pass the second checkpoint."

"Props!" Wei Xiao laughed loudly, "I've been reckless all my life, killing countless people, I've touched the sky in Jianghan, I've waded through mountains of corpses and seas of blood, I built the whole ghost town, and in the end it was all my own fucking What kind of props!"

"Galantang," Zhu Yeliang didn't want to talk nonsense with him, "My president wants to negotiate with the Western branch and enter the core area. I'll take you back."

Wei Xiao stopped laughing: "What if I don't answer?"

Zhu Yeliang calmly pulled out the left and right lion teeth: "The rules of the game, as long as you take it back, you can live or die."

"Rules!" Wei Xiao crossed his legs, "The rules of the dyeing society! They are a bunch of liars and treacherous guys. You have entered the ghost town, and you still want to come out?"

Zhuyeliang's voice was calm and unwavering: "You hate Ranshe so much because they didn't fulfill their promise and put you in Xingdu Prison instead?"

Wei Xiao's face froze, and he stared at him in astonishment: "You... how do you know?"

"If you want people to not know, you must do it yourself."

Three years ago, in the Jianghan decisive battle, the four major branches defended Bairuer's base camp - Wuliang City. Twelve hours after the battle, Wei Xiao's western defense line was suddenly opened, and a fatal hole was opened in the solid formation. The dyeing society was able to Drive straight in from the long drive, and hit Huanglong directly.

That day, at the corner of the Changjiang River, the skeletal armies on the north, south, and south were unexpectedly attacked from behind. The entire Lion Hall collapsed and was forced to turn around and fight. A large number of senior cadres were captured, and Peony Lion was dismantled.

"Because of your betrayal, the Lion Hall was defeated."

Wei Xiao was speechless.

"What did the dyeing company promise you?"

Wei Xiao doesn't want to recall what Yuze said, the position of the family head, the legal right of the underground black market, the glory of standing side by side with the king...Jiang Han must be thrown into the prison he built, the second-level prison area , Life imprisonment.

Fucking Secondary Ward!Wei Xiao laughed at himself as pathetic. In Yuze's eyes, he didn't even deserve to enter the heavy prison area.

"You're a traitor," Zhu Yeliang raised the right lion's tooth, "Without the ghost town, you wouldn't be able to survive these three years."

The implication is that he lived for three more years, and now it's time to die.

Suddenly, a gust of sword energy swept out from the darkness obliquely behind, brushing Zhu Yeliang's shoulder and hitting the wall on the opposite side. This was a warning to keep him away from Wei Xiao.

Zhui Yeliang turned around, and in a hidden corner, something flickered quickly. It was a skeleton, small in size, very dexterous, and jumped up to the ceiling.

"Go away." The young woman's voice.

Zhuyeliang looked up at it, but didn't immediately draw the knife.

"For the sake of Lion's Tooth Knife, I won't take your life," she said.

According to the tone, it is the old department of the Lion Hall. Wei Xiao has been in prison for the past few years, and he may have been lurking in the underground city. It is black all over.

Zhu Yeliang swung the knife, and there was a huge gap in the ceiling, it disappeared, and in a flash, the little sword pierced from behind, straight for the controller's cabin.

Zhui Yeliang remained motionless.

The CPU was running untimely, and the old memory was called up. In the memory, a crisp voice rang in the ear.

"Home!"

Zhui Yeliang turned around, and a girl came running under the shade of a tree, fifteen or sixteen years old, with long hair tied up, holding a small bamboo sword.

I fell into my arms, very soft and very hot.

"Family, teach me how to use a sword."

She has a pair of beautiful single eyelids, which narrow into a slit when she smiles.

Zhui Yeliang didn't speak, just looked at the sword, when a boy's voice came from the woods: "Sister!"

The face is exactly the same as the girl's, but the expression on the face is completely different, it is fear, and it is respectful: "Don't bother the house."

The girl glared at him from a distance, and asked anxiously, "Chief, when are you coming to Xingdu?"

He didn't answer.

Seemingly used to his reticence, the girl said to herself: "Wait for you, I'll take you to Jun Zai Lai's dungeon to play, without letting Tang Zheng know."

She blinked ghostly, turned and walked towards the woods.

Zhuye Liang also turned around, and just as he took a step, the little bamboo sword suddenly stabbed from behind, directly grabbing the imperial cabin.Without looking back, he directly pulled out his right lion tooth, turned his wrist, crossed his shoulder, and stabbed the back of the knife towards the back. The tip of the knife barely stopped in front of the girl.

The little bamboo sword fell to the ground with a snap.

Memory storage ended here, Zhuyeliang picked up his right lion tooth, turned his wrist, crossed his shoulder, and stabbed the back of the knife downward.But it didn't stop, the tip of the knife pierced the head of the skeleton behind him, and continued to penetrate backwards, Wei Xiaoteng stood up, staring at the fatal blow in front of him in disbelief.

He is very familiar with the shoulder-to-shoulder movement of the lion's tooth knife. He has seen it too many times, and he can't forget it even if he thinks about it, but the person who used the knife like this...

"Uh...uuh!" The woman moaned in her bones, in great pain. Apart from the pain, there seemed to be something else. She wanted to reach out to Zhui Yeliang, but her neurons were damaged, so she couldn't lift her arm.

Zhu Yeliang pulled out his right lion tooth, turned to look at Wei Xiao without moving.

Wei Xiao stared at him in amazement, scared, and backed away trembling, impossible, that person... Even if that person is alive, he is too old to manipulate bones.

"Is there another one?" Zhu Yeliang suddenly asked.

Wei Xiao was dumbfounded.

"Black Manjusri, white Manjusri, they are a pair." Zhu Yeliang turned on the eyepiece light and walked around.

It's him!Wei Xiao tripped over something, and sat down on the ground. It was really him, that demon king, a ruthless killing machine. He came back, with hatred and the evil spirit of making a comeback.

A skeleton suddenly descended from the ceiling, holding the sword in both hands, with the tip of the sword pointing down, facing Zhuyeliang's "head", with such force that it was about to hit hot sparks.

Zhuyeliang dodged sideways, the speed was too fast, the angle was too large, the skeleton lost weight instantly, and fell to the side, but he didn't care, he only used the short-term lateral thrust released by the lion to hang in mid-air at an abnormal angle. Stop, then adjust your posture and stand still again.

Bai Manju jumped into the air, jumped around Zhuyeliang several times with a kind of lightness and flexibility that is difficult for bones, and launched the second and third rounds of shocks one after another.

White Manjushri is the same as the black Manjushri just now, from height, shape to the smallest details, except that the armor is white, and he also uses a small sword. He holds it in his arms when he is not attacking, just like a Bodhisattva.

"I've seen your move just now," it said when it turned around, "You, I've seen it too!"

Zhuyeliang's CPU recognized the voice, and immediately recognized it from the huge memory bank.

"Sister, why are you pestering him?"

In the woods, the boy and the girl are far away, but the audio collector of Zhuyeliang can still clearly capture their conversation.

The boy said: "It's not like you don't know that Tangzheng hates him the most."

"So what," the girl said disapprovingly, "Look at how powerful his move was just now, the knife arrived without turning his head back, it's not difficult when the knife arrived, the difficult thing is that it didn't hurt me at all. fatal!"

"Peony Lion, of course it's amazing."

The girl pouted regretfully: "It would be great if we could stay in Jianghan for a while longer, and figure out his routines." She smiled slyly, "We don't have to be afraid of him in the future."

The boy stopped: "...Sister, you are really insidious."

"Small size is not a gentleman, non-toxic is not a husband, people do not destroy heaven and earth for themselves, know yourself and the enemy and you will not be imperiled in a hundred battles. Well, well, these are all answers to you."

"Pretending to be innocent and playing tricks, I really admire you."

At that time they were still young, a pair of killers raised by Baihutang. Now that they have grown up, they can sacrifice their lives for their masters and follow their servants.

Zhuiyeliang said softly, "Oh? You've seen me," he laughed, "then I can't keep you."

After all, he stopped procrastinating, Liuliyan accurately calculated the trajectory of Bai Manjusri, facing its sword energy, first it was in place in 0.001 seconds, and when the scimitar swung horizontally, Bai Manjusri almost hit his blade by himself, breaking it in the middle .

The controller's cabin was split open, the person rolled out, and blood sprayed all over the ground.

Zhui Yeliang turned off the lights, the room returned to darkness, and there was still silence, only to hear Wei Xiao's panting, urgent and chaotic: "You just said...what's your name?"

In the pure darkness, the voice could not be discerned: "Chasing Ye Liang."

Wei Xiao stood up slowly, a little excited: "Is it your real name?"

"If you don't change your name, you don't change your surname when you sit down."

"For so many years," Wei Xiao groped into the darkness, as if looking for an old friend, "I only found out your name today, and you have always been like a shadow."

Behind him, there was the sound of the tip of a knife being dragged on the floor: "Wei Xiao, it's impossible for you to return to Ghost City alive now."

"Ha, haha," Wei Xiao laughed, "Even if I die, I won't go back."

Zhuyeliang's eyepiece lights up, faintly, like a ghost, under the inorganic light, there is a scarlet knife edge, close at hand, pressing against Wei Xiao's throat.

The last question, Wei Xiao asked: "Why did you come to Xingdu?"

Zhui Yeliang didn't answer.

"It's not that they came here to kill me," Wei Xiao knew his own strength, "I still can't get into your eyes."

Zhuiyeliang is very cautious, and he will not reveal a word until the matter is completed.

"The only thing that can let you come is..."

Zhuyeliang made a sudden attack without any warning and without showing any sympathy.

Blood gushes out from the aorta and splashes on the right lion's tooth, making the blade smoother and redder brighter.

Wei Xiao fell to the ground, twitching and convulsing, but his mind suddenly became clear. There was no moment when he understood more clearly than this moment. In just a few seconds, he understood Zhu Yeliang's plan. He was here to save people, to save... …

Checking his breath night by night, stopped.

He carried the corpse on his shoulders, took one last look at the black and white Manjusri on the ground, and pushed the door out.Stepping on the corpses of the film crew, stepping on the scattered sundries and left precious metals all over the floor, he walked out of the dungeon, left King Zailai, and activated the Dakini Lion.He never wanted to come to this place again.

Flying back to Menggui City, they walked straight through Yichongtian, Cen Zhuo and the others were waiting there, helpless, they were stunned to see him and the bloody corpse on his shoulder.

Zhui Yeliang threw Wei Xiao on the ground, the staff came over to check, and then announced through the intercom: "F0101, Wei Xiao, confirmed dead."

This is beyond the scope of Cen Zhuo's comprehension, it is like a ghost, it is simply a fantasy: "How the hell...how did you do it?"

"I have my own way," Zhu Yeliang looked at him, and was inadvertently attracted by his sparkling eyes, as well as his long forehead hair, pursed mouth corners, and straight neck, "Wait a minute?"

The sudden tenderness caused Cen Zhuo to be in a trance for a moment. At this moment, the staff announced: "Congratulations, everyone, successfully passed the second test."

The motor controlling Erchongtian started with a sound, and there was a brief tremor, and the gate was slowly lifted. It was clearly daytime, but the inside of the gate was pitch black.

"Please." The staff nodded, signaling them to follow him into the heavy prison area.