Today, for the little kid Yu Pengfei and the hero Pengfei, he has encountered tough problems in the world.

Because my grandfather took a storytelling job in the Qinglong Street restaurant early in the morning, he and his friends practiced swords nearby. He saw him holding a small wooden knife, and he was extremely skillful in swordsmanship. He received praise and caused trouble.

A rich man, about ten years old, looked at the wooden knife that was waving with a strong and powerful wind, and felt a moment of comparison. He wanted to use the slingshot in his hand to exchange for this wooden knife, but this wooden knife was Yu Pengfei's heart.

For a swordsman, the knife in his hand is a part of his body, so he will naturally break down in the end, and then the slingshot attacks the face will occur.

The stone roared forward, getting closer and closer to Yu Pengfei's cheek. At the same time, Huang Ting, who was docking in the carriage not far away, raised his finger and gently bounced forward. In the next breath, a green knife energy flashed before the stone, and the latter turned into powder and dissipated.

It was not until this time that Yu Pengfei realized that his face changed drastically. After all, he was a four or five-year-old child. No matter how strong he was, he couldn't help but howl and cry. The little child who knew he was guilty of the crime also changed slightly and was surrounded by a group of servants who rushed up.

"I didn't expect that Lava praised this ancient giant with five big and three thick weights and would imitate the immortal spirit and set up opportunities among the people. It's really interesting."

Huang Ting withdrew his finger and spoke lightly. Then Zhao Yu beside him also looked at the small wooden knife in Xiaowa's hand and responded:

"I have an impression of this little kid. My grandfather is a very knowledgeable storyteller. Therefore, he also knows that the name of Grandpa Knife is a good seedling. On the contrary, it is lava praises. After all, he was a man from ancient times. It is said that in that era, this method of making good relationships was extremely common, because everyone's talent is top-notch, so there are no unexpected gains in the future."

"I will observe this little baby for a few years first. If I have talent and have a good heart and character, I will accept him as a guide."

As soon as this said, even Zhao Yu was a little surprised because Huang, one of the fourteen clans of Ying, was the most capable clan in the vast land of Shenzhou. It seemed that this little kid was born with great fortune. Then he heard Huang Ting's cold voice continue to ring in his ears:

"Although Lava Pufa retains the customs of the ancient times, it is obviously not in line with the current situation in Daxia. Even I was shocked by the taboo magical powers sealed in this knife. If it is completely released, the entire Qinglong Street will be completely enveloped in the sea of ​​fire. Such ability is in the hands of a child, which is too dangerous. I will add another layer of ban!"

After speaking, Huang Ting's five fingers opened outwards, and the dazzling green light suddenly exploded outwards, turning into a dark blue dragon bird, gradually solidifying, and then flapping its wings and flew out of the carriage.

"Liang Po, let's go. There are many places to go today. Let's go to Sitian Tower first."

"promise!"

Liang Bo waved the reins in his hand gently, and the whole carriage began to drive forward slowly, faster and faster, and then directly submerged among the bustling crowd.

Half an hour later, on the eighth floor of Sitian Tower, Zhao Yu and Huang Ting appeared.

The scene on this floor seems to be permanently frozen, without any change compared to before. A huge bronze coffin lies in the center of the hall, and a beam of white light shone down from above, covering the entire coffin, quiet and deep.

This beam of light comes from the mountains and seas, and is the ultimate cold light in the world.

There was a person lying in this coffin, named Huang Zhao, who was once the most sharp sword saint in Daxia.

Zhao Yu and the others slowly walked to the beam, then lowered their heads and stared at the giant coffin that emitted a faint fluorescent light. They had not spoken for a long time. The identity of the person in the coffin was their closest relative, but at this time they were separated by a coffin, they had no chance to meet.

"Come on, your majesty, sit down and have a drink with my father."

Huang Ting took out a pot of wine from somewhere, raised his hand and sat cross-legged with Zhao Yu. Then Huang Ting waved his right hand forward again, and three wine glasses appeared in front of him instantly, and a little melancholy sounded:

"I remember when I was young, when the Chinese New Year came, my father and sister liked the most was drinking, but my sister was too powerful. Every time I could drink the old man lying in the coffin of the Lock Yuan to the table, and I was unconscious for several days."

After the speech, Huang Ting pulled open the jar of wine in his hand, and suddenly a strong aroma of wine filled the eighth floor of Sitian Tower. The mellow aroma of wine contained an extremely hot domineering aura. It was the pure energy of heaven and earth. Then Zhao Yu, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, lit up his eyes and said lightly:

"It turned out to be Xuantian Wine. It seems that you are hiding deeply by uncle. Before the hidden wine cellar in my palace was discovered, it was difficult to find a pot in the entire Baidi Palace."

"It's hard to drink if you don't like drinking, so I collected some wine on weekdays. If it weren't for the Chinese New Year, I wouldn't be willing to take out this Xuantian wine!"

Huang Ting smiled heroically, raised the wine pot and filled all the wine glasses in front of him. At the same time, the Suoyuan Coffin in front of the two seemed to smell the bursting and rich first strong wine in Daxia. Suddenly, a stream of light green knife aura gushed out of the coffin and gradually turned into a huge light deer.

As soon as the deer appeared, he rushed to the wine glass below with the sharp aura that cut off the void. Then he lowered his head and sucked it. The green Xuantian wine in the entire wine glass was sucked out. Then the deer was still unsatisfied and turned his gaze to the other two Xuantian wines.

Zhao Yu looked at the light deer composed of sword energy in front of him, and there was a curiosity in his dark eyes. In addition to the unparalleled sharpness, there was also a sense of intimacy from his bloodline.

Huang Ting smiled gently, gently pushed the other two wine glasses in front of Guanglu, and said at the same time:

"This is the soul of my father, named Julu, it is a knife, but it is also an alcoholic. His father is still sleeping in the coffin, but this Julu sword wakes up because of the fragrance of Xuantian wine."

Just as Huang Ting was talking, Guanglu had already absorbed the two glasses of wine in front of her again. Then Yang Tian cried out and drilled back into the Cang Yuan Coffin with unfulfilled feelings. The entire eighth floor of the Sitian Tower continued to calm down.

Huang Ting picked up the wine pot, poured the two cups again, then pushed one cup to Zhao Yu, picked up the other cup, and the two clinked the cups, without saying a word, and drank it all in one go.

The two of them were like this, and then Zhao Yu narrowed his eyes, and a hint of hunched red flashed across his handsome cheeks. He gently waved forward, and a giant bronze coffin that was exactly the same appeared in the center of the entire eighth floor hall again.

Perhaps it was because of a little drunk, or perhaps it was because of the emotional suppression, and then the young emperor who had always been calm and calm, suddenly had an unprecedented mood on the eighth floor of Sitian Tower, which was rarely visited. He lowered his head and was like an ordinary young man facing his family's death, sobbing and repeating a sentence:

"I rejected the Lock Yuan Coffin that I had obtained through a lot of hardships. Grandma, she won't live for a few days!"

Huang Ting raised his hand gently and patted Zhao Yu on the shoulder and sighed slightly.
Chapter completed!