Chapter 60 Marquis Yun, Tavern!

Yun Yang's heart sank.

These news made him really feel the pressure.

The crown prince's counselors, government ministers, military generals, palace servants... and that General Zhenbei who was on the 20th day of the first lunar month, Yun Yang dared to guarantee that this must be a fake title.

Yun Yang originally planned that as long as he found a clue, he would send an order for nine days to investigate vigorously.

But now, he dare not.

It's not that he didn't dare to deal with these people, but... he didn't dare to let Jiu Tianling take action.

It's too involved.

If those boys knew that their most respected boss was killed by the people they had been protecting, God knows what would happen.

The Yutang Empire was turned upside down by the turmoil, but that was for sure.

Thinking of His Majesty the Emperor vomiting blood and comatose again and again, thinking of the old marshal's exhausting thoughts about it, thinking of the hundreds of millions of people in the Yutang Empire who would surely die in the event of chaos...

Yun Yang gritted his teeth, swallowing the grief and indignation in his heart.

"I did it alone!"

"Look at me with one hand... to control the world..." Yun Yang thought of Tian Wen's words, and couldn't help but gritted his teeth and said word by word: "... Domineering, monopolizing!"

...

Yun Yang stood under the flower trellis, in the center of Tiantang City, surrounded by thousands of lights; but at this moment, he suddenly felt a kind of loneliness from the bottom of his heart.

It was an intense loneliness.

The sky is dotted with stars, Yun Yang has a feeling that under this starry sky, he is the only one!

You are the center of heaven and earth.

Crowds of people, all alone.

Yun Yang sighed quietly.

Lao Mei quietly stood behind him, looked at Yun Yang, and clearly felt Yun Yang's loneliness, it was a kind of inner loneliness, and she couldn't help feeling a little distressed.

Faintly felt that the young master was carrying a heavy pressure like a mountain.

"Young master." Lao Mei said softly.

"What?" Yun Yang didn't turn around.

Lao Mei was silent for a while, and said in a low voice: "I am very curious about the identity of the young master."

Yun Yang smiled lightly: "Curious?"

"Yes. In the past year, I have been arranged by the young master to give away tens of millions of money." Lao Mei said: "Now, even more, first capture Li Changqiu, and then capture Chu Tianlang; although the young master has always been hidden behind the scenes, but After all, these two people are by no means small people."

"The young man took them down without any effort. But during the interrogation, no one was allowed to be around."

Lao Mei said seriously: "I know, the young master is doing a big thing, and I don't want anyone to know. But I, Lao Mei, am not an outsider after all, and I want to help the young master."

Yun Yang smiled warmly: "I know."

He looked at Lao Mei: "Old Mei, no matter what, you are one of the people I trust the most; the reason why I don't let you know now is because... I am not sure myself, and the time is not yet."

"But, one day, you will know."

"I'll let you know." Yun Yang said softly, "Lao Mei, you can wait at ease. If I didn't believe you, I wouldn't let you participate in so many things..."

"Lao Mei understands." Lao Mei said.

"Don't tell Marquis Yun about these things." Yun Yang said softly.

Lao Mei only felt a crazy shock in her heart.

"Yunhou!"

Yun Yang called Yun Xiaoyao the Marquis of Yun! !

What does this represent?

...

Thousands of miles away from Tiantang City.

A slender figure in black was flying towards the direction of Tiantang City. His toes touched the ground, and the whole person flew over a distance of ten feet like flying, and every step was ten feet!

There is no mistake.

He is walking against the wind in this sparsely populated place.

The black clothes are fluttering, the handsome face is calm, the eyes are dark and deep, the black robes, a black belt around the waist, and the black scabbard sword hanging by the side.

Just after walking into a forest, there was a sudden rustle in front, and a dozen men in black appeared from all directions, and the leading man shouted, "Are you in front of Marquis Yun?"

The man raised his eyes slightly and didn't answer, but everyone felt that his eyes had already answered his own words: It's me!

"Seven steps to kill Jian Yun Xiaoyao... Hehe, you are a swordsman in the rivers and lakes, but now you are in the imperial court, and you have enough glory and wealth. Come with us."

The masked man in black grinned.

With a wave of his hand: "Take him down!"

Yunhou on the opposite side watched a dozen men in black rushing towards him with icy and snowy eyes, and his body suddenly floated up.

As soon as the black clothes fluttered, he dashed forward in a chic manner, with his right hand gracefully touching his waist, a sword light suddenly appeared in his hand, and immediately, swiping...

Suddenly, more than a dozen bolts of lightning burst into space in the dark sky.

Sky blue lightning!

The dozen or so men in black who rushed up had just made contact with Marquis Yun, and a bloody arrow shot out from each of their throats at the same time; disbelief flashed in their eyes.

Yunhou Qiushui's sword tip carried a stream of elegant sky blue, and it had pierced into the chest of the leader man in black.

The sword's edge is as cool as water, and the blue light flickers.

The two looked at each other across a long sword.

The man in black's gaze was filled with unbelievable despair, while Yunhou's gaze remained as calm as ice and snow, unchanged.

"You...you are not...not Liuzhongshan...you...you are Jiuzhong..." The man in black struggled to speak out, looking at the long sword in front of his chest, he could only feel the strength flowing out of his body along with the vitality.

I just feel absurd and funny in my heart.

A peerless master of Jiuchongtian, who sent the news that he only has Liuchongshan? And myself and others, just come to ambush a Jiuzhongtian master so foolishly?

This... This is simply framed!

"I've never been a Liuchongshan." Marquis Yun said lightly, "Who told you to come?"

"Heck..." The man in black murmured with a strange voice in his throat, "Do you think you can ask?"

Yunhou nodded calmly, and with a force, the long sword passed through his chest.

Clang!

The long sword was sheathed.

The figure of Marquis Yun in black was already ten feet away, and in a flash, he had disappeared.

I didn't intend to ask!

What should come, will always come!

I have a sword.

enough!

The slender figure disappeared into the mountains and forests, and flew towards Tiantang City. In the night, it turned into a stream of tangible and intangible light.

In the dense forest behind him, the masked man in black looked at the bloody hole in his chest in disbelief. He never expected that the other party would kill him so simply and neatly.

Didn't he want to ask himself something? Why don't you ask?

So simply...

Confused, the body of the man in black slowly fell on his back.

The corpses of the twelve men in black fell on the ground in twelve directions. The heads of the twelve men were almost head to head, and their feet were all spread out...

It's like an extremely well-proportioned flower blooming on the ground.

With a sword at hand, blood blooms; with one move, twelve kills, life forms an array.

...

Tian Tang City, in a corner.

There is a small tavern.

The bistro has no name.

Obviously, the business is very bad, and there are few people. An old man with gray hair and cloudy eyes sat on the small bench in front of the door, drowsy.

Yun Yang's figure appeared from the night, came to the old man, and said calmly: "Old Dugu, a guest is here."

The old man was dazed and said repeatedly: "What would the guest officer want to eat?"

A warm smile appeared on Yun Yang's face, and he said, "I want to eat the cabbage tofu you made, and also drink some concentric wine."

The old man raised his head, looked at Yun Yang, and said, "This guest officer is very unfamiliar."

Yun Yang said: "Those who have eaten your cabbage tofu are still acquaintances even if they meet again."

The old man's eyes lit up, and he said, "Yes, yes, it makes sense. Please follow me."

Yun Yang walked in, the old man was behind him, and he installed the door panel directly. Hang out a sign.

closed.

Did not entertain other customers.

"It's been a long time since anyone came to drink in this small shop of mine..." Old Dugu hunched over and said in a low voice while busy working, "If you don't come today, and no one comes in a few days, I will closed the door and left..."

Yun Yang looked far away, watching the scenes in this dirty little shop, his eyes were full of emotion.

I still remember... At that time, every time I came back from a mission, the brothers would use different means and different paths to find here and meet here.

The brothers each had a small table, and everyone was drinking alone, but the occasional eye contact was full of joy and happiness.

We are together again.

Now, in this store, there are still small tables. Each small table is only two feet square, and it can only hold a plate of dishes, a pot of wine, and a wine glass, and there is no other space.

Eighteen tables are neatly arranged along the corner of the wall.

Yun Yang subconsciously walked to the ninth small table and sat down.

His eyes involuntarily swept around the other tables.

Seeing Yun Yang's expression, old Dugu suddenly lowered his head, and two drops of turbid old tears fell on the ground. Then he carefully cleaned the pot and all the utensils; he did it very meticulously. A jade-like Chinese cabbage appeared on the chopping board.

After groping with his fingers, a dark cabinet appeared on the wall in front of him. He took out a kitchen knife with a cold light, and muttered as if no one else was there: "Do you want to learn my craft?"

"Do you want to learn how to make cabbage tofu with me?"

"This cabbage needs to be shredded... this tofu needs... water for..."

Yun Yang listened carefully, and finally said softly, "Old Dugu, are you leaving too?"

Old Dugu's muddy eyes stayed in the void, and he murmured: "All gone... The old customers are gone... They don't come anymore... What am I still here for?"

Yun Yang felt sour in his heart, and said, "I will come here often."

"You won't come here often, and you can't come here often." Old Dugu murmured, "This is the last meal I made for you."

Tears flickered in his cloudy eyes.

Yun Yang was silent for a while.

Not often, you have too much to do. You can't come here often. If you come, it will affect your mood.

Yun Yang understands.

He was silent, and old Dugu was also silent, busy.

The sound of kitchen knives, the sound of hot oil, and the unspeakable aroma permeated the entire small room. An inexplicable loneliness and an inexplicable warmth suddenly attacked Yun Yang's heart.

A plate of cabbage tofu is already in front of me.

Cabbage is like jade, crystal clear; tofu is like white jade, white and flawless; soup is like clear water and blue sky.

A jug of wine was placed in front of Yun Yang.

The aroma of wine is tangy.

"Old Dugu, a jug of wine and a plate of food are placed on the other eight tables." Yun Yang finally couldn't help it, and said hoarsely.

Old Dugu was stunned for a moment, and murmured: "Show me?"

"Put it on!"

Yun Yang lowered his head, his voice was hoarse, with a faint tremor.

Fuck hide your identity, when I get here, I will have a meal and a drink with my brothers!

It seems that there are quite a lot of new friends in this book, Feng Ling will explain it again... At that time, he was in excellent health; it was just that he had a car accident and lay in bed for a year; No more; it was also because I couldn’t move that I started writing novels. until now. The immune system in my body was almost completely destroyed, and I was basically the first to have the common flu...

That's why I saw someone say: To write a novel, the body is worse than a big girl. This sentence made me smile bitterly. It is true that I am worse than a big girl. This, the old brothers and sisters who have read my book for several years, basically know it.

But after all, as a man, he still has a part to persevere. That is, no matter how uncomfortable it is, the book will not be interrupted. Unless it is really impossible to move... Brothers and sisters have been supporting me all these years, let me have what I am today, until now, what I can repay everyone is only my seriousness and diligence. This is my minimum respect for my readers.

Hope you all enjoy reading.