Chapter 1167: Four hundred seventy one

Chapter 1167 Chapter 471: Destiny
The powerful force coming out of the body did not hurt the clothes, but squeezed out the rainwater from the clothes and scattered in all directions.
The water droplets were enveloping strength and became a killer sharper than an arrow. The sound of search and search made the look of the people in the tavern greatly changed.
And the one who frightened the most was the Xiaoer of Wanhualou. The rest of the people felt bad and still had a chance to escape, but he was right in front of the man, and he was going to be pierced by the water droplet and died on the spot. Xiaoer could not hide. , His chest bulged high like bubbles, and the wind spit out the tens of thousands of drops of water in front of him, which was dangerous and dangerous to avoid.
"Guest officer, what do you mean?"
Xiao Er, who had escaped from the dead, was no longer in that humble appearance. He was tall and straight, with cold eyes, and questioned Tang Luo.
"When will the second person in an ordinary tavern be able to have a peak cultivation base?"
Tang Luo said indifferently: "Since it is a stronghold of wind media, then sell intelligence, don't engage in xenophobia, tell the whereabouts of the wind media, I turned around and left."
Rampant the world has never depended on reason and justice, the real pass is only strength.
Facing a group of rural wind agents who were the tallest but the pinnacle of transmutation, even the seriously injured Tang Luo didn't look at them. He just wanted to ask the whereabouts of Izumo Xiu in the simplest and rude way.
Naturally, Tang Luo was not afraid of encountering any resistance again, because those present were professionals who depended on intelligence for food, and the biggest feature of these people was that they liked to analyze and feared.
The powerful technique that just shook out the raindrops around the body without hurting the clothes seems to be light, but it belongs to the trick of the martial arts master, and this alone can scare everyone in the tavern.
Xiao Er struggled for a long time, but in the end he couldn't muster the courage to fight to death, and said in a deep voice: "The black fox came to Wanhualou this morning, and after a routine exchange of information, he left before noon and then Never came back!"
"Do you know where he went?"
"I don't know." Xiao Er continued: "No wind agent will expose his deeds to others, let alone an excellent wind agent like Black Fox."
Feeling that Xiao Er didn't need to lie at this time, Tang Luo nodded, grabbed a purse from his sleeves, threw it on the table, and then turned to ask the wind media who stood like wooden stakes in the tavern.
"Does anyone know more clues?"
Everyone look at me, I look at you, but no one came forward, as if hesitated.
It wasn't until the tall and thin man with a double-faced beard stepped out of the shadow that the deadlock was broken.
"After the black fox left at noon, he went to Xingxiang's Temple to buy a lot of paper-man treasures and a lot of apricot flower wine. It should be a sacrifice. So a small speculation is that the black fox may be in a grave in Chaochang. ."
The vital clue finally appeared. Tang Luo nodded and said to the tall and thin man: "The money is yours."
After speaking, he turned and left, broke into the wind and rain, and walked very freely.
Yun Xiu will not be somewhere in Chaochang's grave, at this time she will only be in one place.
It was on the South Sea, where the Yun family members were once buried by sea.
He was sure to throw away the peeping Tang Luo and opened the passage of the spirit world. Before the rain could get rid of it, he ran to the south, and finally found the familiar figure on the familiar beach.
The wind on the beach in the night was devastating, and the raindrops hit the sea with a crackling sound. The little man sitting alone on the beach looked at the sea stupidly, with an opened wine jar near his feet. Filled to overflow.
The woman sat in the rain with her knees folded, like a wax figure, letting the rain hit her body, soaking her clothes, she did not move.
Tang Luo slowed down, approached gently, and said softly: "It's raining heavily outside, go home."
"I don't have my home in Chaochang." The expressionless Yunxiu still looked at the sea with hollow eyes, and said quietly: "Don't worry, I can't do stupid things, I'm the blood of the Zong family, I won't If you fall, even if the Long Yuan Little Spirit World is gone, I will revive the Yun Family."
With that, Yun Xiu lifted the wine jar by her feet and poured it into her mouth. She didn't know whether it was rain or the liquid of the wine, rolling into the throat with big mouthfuls. This dilapidated appearance made people feel distressed.
"Don't drink it." Tang Luo grabbed the wine jar and threw it away, looking down at Yun Xiu who was a little angry: "Don't abuse yourself, let alone force yourself to take an unwilling road!"
"Do I have a choice?" With a self-deprecating smile, the water mark crawled on Yunxiu's face, unable to distinguish whether it was rain or tears: "If the Longyuan Little Spirit Realm is really destroyed, I will be the only blood of the Zong family. It's my responsibility!"
"The demise of the Yun family is the responsibility of the group of losers. What does it have to do with you?" Tang Luo said coldly, "Having the sacred qualifications but weakening for more than ten generations, the final irreversible decline will take the last generation. There is no such reason to assume responsibility. The Yun family is not your responsibility, let alone your brother, but the responsibility of the ancestors of the Yun family for more than ten generations. Why force yourself."
"You don't understand." Yun Xiu smiled sadly: "At my first birthday banquet, my father prepared 3,600 kinds of treasures and put on a picture of Zhou Tianbao. Among so many rare treasures, I finally But I chose a Manjussahua, do you know what this means?"
"The flower does not see the leaves, the leaves do not see the flowers, Manshu Sahua, the flower of the underworld." Tang Luo said lightly: "It is said that this flower can only grow at the junction of Yin and Yang. Those who can see the flowers of the underworld in full bloom will receive endless love; if they see the flowers and leaves, they will usher in the call of the yellow spring, the flower of death. If you want to come, Patriarch Yun will never prepare a plant at the first birthday party You can only see Manshu Shahua with flowers and leaves, right?"
"Father prepared it, naturally, it is the blooming mandala." Yun Xiu laughed at herself: "But when I picked up the mandala, its petals fell and withered, showing blood-colored leaves, bright red. drop!"
"Flower language, most of them are far-fetched and will not be accurate." Tang Luo only felt his brain hurt: "You don't really think that the Yun family was destroyed because you caught the Manshu Sahua!?"
"Is it far-fetched? I hope so." Yun Xiu smiled miserably: "Later, the mandala that withered and showed flowers and leaves bloomed in my hands."
"The birth and death go back and forth in an instant, this Manshu Sahua is a bit headstrong."
Tang Luo, who doesn't know what to say, can only say this, hoping to mediate the atmosphere.
But Yunxiu did not feel the humorous pains at all, wiped the rain off her face, and said quietly: "People used to say that fate is determined by heaven. I think it is a trick for fortune-telling, but now I believe it. . Manshu Shahua withered in my hand, indicating that the Yun family will suffer a catastrophe; and then blooming again, indicating that the enchanting pupil is the key to restoring the Yun family. My fate was set twenty-seven years ago. It's down."
(End of this chapter)