The First Cause of All Realms

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Master!

Great master!

The person stands on the top of the mountain, and his breath is like a giant mountain. The moment he looks back, he looks like a divine sword sharp enough to split everything.

The sharpness revealed in an instant caused a great warning sign in Yang Yu's heart.

Even, he clearly felt the chirping of the Qixing Longyuan Ghost Slaying Sword in the cauldron of gluttony.

this person...

A middle-aged man dressed in a thin Tsing Yi hood, neither tall nor short, but with a well-proportioned physique, turned around and lowered his eyes, as if a thunderbolt flickered from his eyes, showing no anger but awe:

"Yang Prison?"

It seems like a question, but his tone is full of certainty.

And Yang Prison also guessed the identity of the person:

"Qin Jinfeng!"

Long Yuanwei is divided into four major battalions of Fenglin and Huoshan. Each battalion is full of 2,000 people. There are thirty-six captains, ten commanders, and two commanders.

The Thursday Li he had met was the captain of the mountain camp, and Wang Jingqi, as the halberd, was the subordinate of the person in front of him.

It was the deputy commander who led the team in pursuit of Qixuanmen.

According to legend, one of them broke up the entire Qixuanmen, forcing one of the Qixuanmen and the two deputy heads to be unable to hold the fine gold armor in their hands.

It is not allowed to be escorted by a delegated **** agency, so that you can get the good fortune of getting the fine gold armor in exchange for ten blood-changing great elixir.

"I heard that you discovered the traces of Qixuanmen's rebellion, and turned over the fine gold armor, which prompted Deputy Commander Qi to capture Kuang Tianqing, and Helianqiu was also killed by you?"

Qin Jinfeng's eyes are like a sword, and his tone is like a knife:

"It's just such a coincidence that my mountain character camp has been pursuing rebellion for several years, and I came across all of it in your hands?"

question.

Undisguised doubts!

As Qin Jinfeng spoke, in the entire camp, the soldiers who were transporting themselves, and a group of swordsmen in black who came slowly all looked at Yang Prison.

Surprised, suspicious.

"good."

Yang Yu answered calmly, but he was also a little weird in his heart.

He didn't say it, and he didn't feel it. When he asked this question, he felt that it was a bit too much coincidence.

Could it be that there is also a destiny destiny like 'help from nobles' in your destiny?

"Do you think there are such coincidences in this world? Did you meet them all?"

Qin Jinfeng was expressionless, looking at the famous Jinyiwei Qianhu.

After years of chasing and killing, traveling thousands of miles, thousands of people's hard work, but someone picked the peaches, if there is no turbulence in his heart, then I am afraid that the prime minister will be able to do it.

"Who in the world can tell?"

Yang Yu had a clear conscience, he would not care about other people's doubts, and responded calmly and calmly.

"I heard that your parents died early and became beggars, and were later taken in by an old jailer in Heishan City, and later served under the gate of Wei He, the dark son of Jinyiwei?"

Qin Jinfeng changed the subject and asked again:

"Then, where did your martial arts come from? Was the dao fruit you presented back then a fake, just to deceive the court's rewards and official positions?"

call!

While speaking, he leaned forward slightly, and his invisible aura was like the collapse of an overwhelmed mountain. The terrifying aura made all the people in the camp change their faces.

Aware of the unusual atmosphere, all the Jinyi guards who hurried back were furious, and couldn't help but hold down the sword, and all the Long Yuanwei glared at him.

In an instant, a tense atmosphere enveloped the entire camp.

"What's with you?"

Facing Ling Lie's powerful momentum, Yang Yu's clothes were blown, but his expression was still calm, but his tone became cold and hard:

"You're not good enough to question me!"

boom!

The air roared, the real gang hummed, and the entire hill moved.

Qin Jinfeng's words were indifferent, and there seemed to be a cold wave running through his mouth:

"What did you say?"

"He said, you are not qualified!"

The words were sonorous, like a stone falling to the ground, the black flying fish was hunting and moving, Qi Gang stepped out, and the surrounding temperature rose sharply with the vigorous blood scorching.

"Qi Gang!"

Qin Jinfeng said every word:

"After years of friendship, you want to fight me for him?"

Facing the bone-piercing sword intent, Qi Gang stood tall and replied word by word:

"I'm Qi Gang, Jin Yiwei, deputy commander Qi Gang."

"Okay!"

Qin Jinfeng took a deep breath.

His breath was so long, it seemed like he was going to swallow the entire valley's airflow into his body, and for a while, there seemed to be a gust of wind and dust rolled away.

Yang Yu pressed the knife with his hands down, Qi Gang pinched his five fingers together, and all the Jin Yiwei guards started with knives and bows, and the swords were drawn.

Boo!

At this moment, a long cry fell from the sky.

"Um?!"

Hearing this sound, the expressions of everyone present changed, including Qin Jinfeng, the master, his eyelids jumped, but in just a split second, when he saw the white crane coming, he was already back to normal.

"Hey!"

The small figure jumped down from mid-air, breaking the imminent atmosphere in the valley.

Real Miao Miao stuck his waist and glared angrily:

"You are so ignorant of etiquette, how many times this real person asked you, and you ran away without saying a word?!"

He was so angry that he didn't notice the strange atmosphere in the valley at all.

Niu San, who fell after that, had a numb scalp. Fortunately, he quickly found out who it was. He breathed a sigh of relief and clenched his fists towards the hill:

"It turned out to be Deputy Commander Qin."

"Mr. Niu."

Being interrupted, Qin Jinfeng also vented a bit of his anger, barely raised his hand to say hello, turned around and went into the valley.

All the masters of Long Yuanwei looked bad, and they followed.

Not long after, I heard a roar and roar in the valley.

At this point, all the Jinyiweis breathed a sigh of relief. Long Yuanwei's arrival was all elite, and the number of masters exceeded them, especially the leader of the team, whose aura was terrifyingly tyrannical.

"Thank you Qitou."

Yang Yu clasped his fists and thanked him.

"Why thank me?"

Qi Gang shook his head and looked at the rest of Jinyiwei:

"I'm sure Qin Jinfeng won't fight against me. Even if they fight, they won't kill me. But brothers, I'm going to give my life for you!"

"This…"

Yang Yu was stunned for a moment, then moved, facing the four directions, and bowed:

"Yang Prison thanks you brothers for your help."

"My brother, why are you being polite? If I'm in trouble, could Yang Qianhu not help?"

"What polite remarks are you saying? After the matter is over, if you don't invite us to drink for three days, you will be considered stingy!"

"Okay, okay. Let's go, let's take their place, don't let those monsters spread out!"

…

Seeing Yang Yu bowing down, the crowd burst into laughter, then dispersed and returned to their seats.

"Qitou..."

Lin An looked back at the few people, and his heart was full of emotions.

Qi Gang didn't need to say these words, or he could say it secretly later, but he still said it.

This has the meaning of deepening the relationship between Yang Yu and the brothers, why not want Yang Yu to read this love?

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that this young man who used to be a hundred households and will become a thousand households in the future must have unlimited future.

"This matter is over, Qingzhou Restaurant, let you choose, if Yang Yuruo frowns, he is not a man!"

Yang Yu responded with a smile, feeling a little ashamed.

He may or may not have guessed Qi Gang's thoughts, but it is not important to him.

Because he was aware of the change.

Before the day to pay tribute to Cao Jinlie, even Lin An and Zhao Qing, who had the best relationship with him, were mostly friends of Tongliao with him.

But after that day, he has completely integrated into Jin Yiwei.

Just an afterthought...

"I! Ask! You! Talk! What!"

Seeing a few people say a word, the Miao Miao real person who felt ignored suddenly jumped and jumped in anger, and no longer had the stability of a real person.

"I also thank Xiao Zhenzhen for rescuing the siege."

Yang Yu smiled, clasped his fists, and said:

"The surname Yang Mingyu has no brand name. The Qinggong you asked about is called Zhouyou Liuxu. Finally, you need to change it, and let your adults do it."

Yang Yu clasped his fists, the little Daoist suddenly panicked, his anger disappeared, but he was surprised when he heard the second half of the sentence:

"You are Yang Prison?"

"I don't think there is a second one here."

Yang Yu shook his head, surprised in his heart.

This little daoist is not from Qingzhou, and he actually knows him. It seems that his file is not only on the desks of the big figures in Qingzhou, I am afraid that he has not flown to a farther place earlier...

"you're lying!"

The little Daoist boy was surprised and delighted, and walked around Yang Prison twice before saying:

"Why don't you have a font name? Didn't you behead yourself, and behead yourself?"

"…"

Yang Yu gritted his teeth, and suddenly felt that the previous thanks were unnecessary. He almost didn't raise his hand to smash his small head with a punch, but he didn't bother to pay attention to him.

This **** can't speak.

As soon as he turned around, he followed Qi Gang into the camp.

"Hey, don't go! What kind of idiocy are you, how did you learn it? Teach me, teach me..."

Looking at the little ancestor who was chasing after him, the three heads of the ox were as big as a bucket, so he could only place the white crane hastily and hurriedly followed.

In the tent, let the little Daoist entangle back and forth, and Yang Prison ignored it.

"Qi Tou, if you hate Long Yuanwei today, will it affect your future plans?"

Yang Prison asked.

"Qin Jinfeng has a stubborn and rigid personality, especially when he is still young. He has traveled for several years for the Qixuanmen, and he has traveled for thousands of miles. When you pick peaches, he will inevitably feel a little gloomy in his heart."

Qi Gang shook his head:

"But he can still tell the difference between right and wrong. Even if I didn't show up before, he would beat you and get angry at most."

"I am incompetent to anger others. If he has the ability to catch it all at once, how can I have a chance to pick peaches? Hit me?"

Yang prison sneered;

"Not sure who gets beaten."

Qin Jinfeng's blood is like a melting pot, and his momentum is powerful, especially his sword intent can even attract Long Yuanjian to change, but so what?

If you don't play a game, how can there be a strong or weak victory or defeat?

"Before he joined the army, he was a disciple of Zhujian Villa, and the one-handed swordsmanship has been praised by General Wei. You must not underestimate it."

Qi Gang reminded, but UU Reading www.uukanshu.com didn't bother about it.

He knew that neither Qin Jinfeng nor Yang Yu would bow their heads so easily, and he could not solve this grievance.

But this is nothing, the officials of the same dynasty and hatred of each other can be found everywhere in Daming, Dali, and Sirius.

Private hatred is private hatred, and public affairs are public affairs.

Yang Yu was noncommittal, skipped the matter, and said:

"Thunderbolt seems to have arrived, when..."

"You can't use thunderbolts."

The crisp voice sounded, and the real Miao Miao, who had been squatting in a corner for a long time, stood up with a serious face:

"Ape Minggu, absolutely can't be bombed!"

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