Xie Lige's expression remained the same. "Nothing.".
After that, he completely ignored the trap that was specially set for Lu Xiaofeng outside the window.
With a calm expression, he changed the topic.
"What are you doing here?"
Lu Xiaofeng was still a little puzzled at first.
When he heard Xie Lige's question, his attention was attracted.
Naturally, he forgot about it.
He scratched his head and said, "The decisive battle is about to begin today.
I'm here to take you in. "
Unexpectedly,
Xie Lige shook his head. "Seven Boys won't go in."
What?
Lu Xiaofeng was a little surprised, but on second thought, it was reasonable. After all, Hua Manlou was still recuperating.
How could someone as nervous as Xie Lige let his godson take risks? Besides, Hua Manlou didn't like to kill.
He had always avoided the decisive battle as much as possible, so it was reasonable that he didn't want to go.
Lu Xiaofeng turned to Hua Manlou and said, "Seven Boys, are you staying in the inn?"
Hua Manlou smiled. "Of course.
I'll wait for you to come back. "
Xie Lige didn't say anything.
Lu Xiaofeng left with Xie Lige. When they passed by the streets of the capital, Lu Xiaofeng looked around at the bustling scene.
The crowd was bustling.
He couldn't help but sigh.
Xie Lige raised his eyebrows. "Why are you sighing?"
Lu Xiaofeng glanced at him and said with some resentment, "I kind of regret dragging you into this duel."
Not to mention that there had been too many changes in this duel.
The Emperor, Feiyun Island, Wanmei Villa, and even the Tang Sect in Shu were involved.
One ring after another.
Plans could never keep up with changes.
Lu Xiaofeng felt that there was a hand behind the scenes pushing them from behind.
Xie Lige coldly broke his fantasy. "It's useless. Since Ye Gucheng has sent me the invitation, it means that I'm already in the eyes of those people. If it's not you, it will be someone else."
Lu Xiaofeng said pitifully, "Oh."
Xie Lige didn't want to explain anything to him. He looked ahead. As they walked, they slowly approached the city wall.
The towering walls were very hard, and the gaps between the stones were filled with mud. It was very tight. The walls were towering, and there was a big red flag fluttering above. Under the flag, there was a soldier standing with his head held high. He was wearing a full suit of armor, and his aura was magnificent as he looked ahead.
There was a large door at the bottom of the city wall. At the entrance, there were soldiers inspecting the people who entered. One of them, who looked like a Jianghu person, took out a ribbon and handed it to the inspecting soldier. The soldier took it and looked it up and down. After confirming that there was no mistake, he nodded and let the person go.
When Lu Xiaofeng saw this scene from behind, his eyes widened. He did not remember giving the ribbon to this person.
Before he could figure it out, the inspecting soldier was already in front of him. He took out the ribbon and handed it over. Xie Lige, who was behind him, did the same.
The soldier first returned Lu Xiaofeng's ribbon and signaled for the people behind to pass. Only then did he take Xie Lige's ribbon.
When he took the ribbon, he accidentally glanced at Xie Lige's face. There was a flash of surprise in his eyes, but when he saw Xie Lige's pitch-black eyes, he felt a little scared.
He couldn't help but take a step back.
Naturally, the soldier didn't dare to take another look. He waved his hand and quickly let Xie Lige go.
Xie Lige looked down at everything from above. Naturally, he didn't miss the soldier's stunned gaze. He was dissatisfied and secretly released a trace of his aura. He was satisfied to see the soldier shiver and then withdraw his aura.
After letting Xie Lige go, he followed Lu Xiaofeng's footsteps in front of him.
The city gate was under the Time Restriction. At this moment, the sun was setting in the west. The Golden Crow had fallen, and the sky was red.
The two of them looked up at the sky and quickened their pace at the same time. They were still quite a distance away from the scene of the duel. During this time, they had to go through many inspections. There was not much time left until the appointed time of the duel.
Lu Xiaofeng was familiar with the palace because he had been here before. He led Xie Lige through many turns. They passed by many inspection places and carefully passed through them. Only then did they reach the location of the duel.
There was an interlude in the middle. Lu Xiaofeng was called over by an imperial bodyguard. The two of them acted mysteriously and talked for a long time. After a while, Lu Xiaofeng came over and told Xie Lige that he might have to go. Xie Lige raised his eyebrows. He looked at Lu Xiaofeng's cautious expression and didn't care. He waved his hand and let the latter go.
They walked for a few hours.
By the time Lu Xiaofeng came back looking like a dead dog, the moon had already risen above the willow branches. In front of the main hall in front of him stood two men in snow-white clothes, one on the left and one on the right, standing on the eaves, with long swords in their hands, facing each other.
When Xie Lige saw that Lu Xiaofeng had returned, he turned his head and nodded at him. Then, he continued to look at the two men on the eaves.
Because the hall was very high and the golden glazed tiles reflected the moonlight, it caused a certain obstruction to his vision. Xie Lige couldn't see very clearly. He frowned and looked around.
Only then did he realize that there was another hall behind him, facing the place where the two men were dueling.
Xie Lige immediately circulated his Qi and used his Great Qinggong. Ink lotuses appeared under his feet. It was extremely elegant. He walked leisurely on the ink lotuses and came to the hall opposite. He sat down and took out a wine pot and wine cup from his backpack. He narrowed his eyes and glanced at the people below who were stunned when they saw the ink lotuses.
"Why are you looking at me?"
Xie Lige chuckled. His low and hoarse voice was like a feather brushing across the hearts of the people, making them itch.
Everyone looked at the man with snow-white hair at the top of the hall. He didn't look like a mortal, but more like a demon. His body was surrounded by a bloody aura, and he was born with an evil aura. His thin lips curved slightly, and everyone was so scared that they all took a step back.
Many of them sighed in their hearts. He was indeed the Pen Demon. Just his aura alone was enough to make them tremble.
When Lu Xiaofeng came out, the first thing he saw was this scene. The ancestor he brought with him was sitting at the top, her eyes were looking at the people below, as if she was choosing her prey. And the people of Jianghu, who usually call the wind and summon the rain in Jianghu, at this moment have completely turned into lambs waiting to be slaughtered, huddled together, shivering.
Moreover, the people of the Jianghu seemed to be very afraid. They couldn't wait to stay ten feet away from the hall, leaving a large empty space.
Lu Xiaofeng: Complicated feelings!
The people of the Jianghu were already crying in their hearts. They didn't want to embarrass themselves like this. The key was that they didn't dare to break free from the aura of the person sitting at the top. Mo He, who could transform her inner energy, completely proved the strength of the Pen Demon. That was a form of inner energy. All forms of inner energy were terrifying existences. Even if all of them put together, they wouldn't be able to defeat him.
It was said that this old monster was even more terrifying than the two peerless masters, Simon Suisue and Ye Gucheng. His methods were very strange, and his mood was unpredictable. They didn't expect him to come here. Didn't they say that he usually stayed at the inn?
The smart people had already smelled something unusual. They knew that someone must have invited the Pen Demon to take care of the situation. It was most likely the meddlesome Lu Xiaofeng. For a moment, they couldn't help but curse this troublemaker in their hearts.
It's fine if you meddle in other people's business, but why did you have to move this big mountain here? This is an awesome person who beat up Simon Suisue.
Thinking of this, they were even more scared.
Sikong Zhaixing, who was in the crowd, saw the white-haired man on the roof of the hall. He was bleeding in his heart for failing his mission. At the same time, he complained that the person who gave him the mission had bad intentions. Was this what they said about the same as Simon Suisue?
The Holy Thief couldn't wait to hang the person who gave him the mission on the wall for a few days and nights to wake him up. Just his aura alone had suppressed everyone here. How could he say that it was the same?
Sikong Zhaixing decided to give back the mission as soon as he went out. As the Holy Thief, Sikong Zhaixing's eyesight was not bad. He was very clear that the blood and Qi around the person was the evil Qi that could only be left by killing people. Roughly calculating, it was at least the accumulation of the lives of several sects.
Thinking about this, Sikong Zhai Xing sucked in a mouthful of cold air, "Oh my God, where did this Lu Xiaofeng find this old monster? Even after killing so many people, he still has not entered qigong deviation. Looking at the latter's clear-minded appearance, he is still teasing everyone, I reckon he is still some distance away from death.
Sikong Zhaixing cherished his life so much that he hid his identity in the crowd and didn't show his face.
Saving his life was more important!
If Xie Lige knew Sikong Zhaixing's inner thoughts, he would appreciate the latter's insight very much. After all, he had been in this world for so long and met many people one after another. It was the first time that Sikong Zhaixing could infer his experience just by looking at the blood and Qi around him.
When he left in the last world, didn't he kill all the higher-ups of those sects?
It was a pity that he didn't know.
Xie Lige played with the wine cup in his hand. The clear wine in the cup swayed gently with his movements and hit the wall of the cup. The moonlight flowed down from the sky and wrapped around the end of his hair with a white halo. The silver ornaments in his hair collided with each other and made a crisp sound.
Like an immortal god?
He was enjoying his own unique loneliness.
"Hmm?"
Suddenly, he opened his eyes and lightly swept his gaze downwards. His gaze stopped on Lu Xiaofeng, who was staring at him with wide eyes.
Lu Xiaofeng felt the gaze and his legs were a little weak. He swallowed his saliva and said, "Se-senior!"
Well, he didn't even call him uncle.
"Come up and drink with me!" Xie Lige ordered lightly.
"Ah!"
Lu Xiaofeng was confused, but he obediently climbed up and sat beside Xie Lige. He saw the latter hand him a wine cup.
"What's this?"
"Pour it yourself!"
Before he could speak, a wine pot was stuffed into his hand. Lu Xiaofeng swallowed his saliva and poured it obediently.
Lu Xiaofeng was very generous. Since he said that he wanted to drink, he naturally drank to his heart's content. He poured the wine cup full of wine and took a sip. He felt the spicy and sweet wine slide into his mouth. His eyes lit up and he couldn't help but praise, "Good wine!"
This wine was no worse than the imperial wine he drank in the palace.