Chapter 192: Young heroic

The four guardians of the apocalypse.
A title that has not been mentioned for many years. However, it was these four people who guarded Emperor Mingde, who was still the third prince, and killed him outside the Pingqing Temple, and finally took the paper edict from the Five Supervisors. And the head of the four guardians, the one who ranks among the Eastern Dragons, is the only guardian of the apocalypse who really does the name of "rebellion". Li Xinyue, who raised his sword, left the customs seven days later. One person and one sword forced sixteen masters from his mansion to the field. In the end, the four prisoners still held the sword without retreating, and a heart sword, and the emperor was driving forward. .
After that day, Bai Hu left Apocalypse, Xuanwu and Suzaku never returned, and the name Four Guardians of the Apocalypse was never mentioned again.
"Qinglong." Lan Yuehou looked at the Xinjian in Lei Wujie's hand, "Who are you from Li Xinyue?"
"My father Leimeng kills, my mother Li Xinyue, my sister Li Hanyi." Lei Wujie replied.
Lan Yuehou's hand touched the handle of the knife slightly: "They are all famous names, but I don't know what the little brother is? But is it so famous?"
"My name is Lei Wujie, lawless Wu, unruly and unruly." Lei Wujie paused, a flash of sharpness flashed in his eyes, "Lei Jiabao's Thunder!"
"Okay." Lan Yuehou nodded, holding the hilt of the knife in his hand, "I was fortunate to have seen Brother Mengkill, and I should have given birth to such a good boy."
Ye Ruoyi noticed Lan Yuehou’s movements. She knew that although Lan Yuehou seldom made any moves, she had always been rumored to be the number one master of the Xiao family. With Lei Wujie today, no matter how powerful she is, it’s not His opponent hurriedly said: "Wu Jie, we just want to see Xiao Se's injury. If there is anything to do, wait for Xiao Se to wake up and then make long-term plans."
Lei Wujie shook his head and said in a decisive tone: "If only one person arrives. For example, if Lan Yuehou and the general of the Chinese army in Qicheng are here today, then they don't want to be late than each other. Now is the fastest time. Both. For a role like tiger and wolf, what to talk about long-term."
Wuxin and Xie Xuan glanced at each other outside the door. The two people who are now light and light all smiled. Xie Xuan shook his head: "It seems that "Late Coming Snow" is still not seen."
Ye Xiaoying also spoke: "Nephew, please get out of the way. You are the son of the boss. I will naturally take care of you and prevent others from hurting you. But the identity of the person inside is special, so I must take it away."
Lan Yuehou sneered: "Does the general disobey His Majesty's will?"
Ye Xiaoying frowned and said, "Your Majesty's decree, so Lan Yuehou carries His Majesty's decree, please let Xiaoying read it!"
Lan Yuehou's pupils tightened suddenly: "Ye Xiaoying, you are so bold."
Ye Xiaoying laughed and said: "The world calls me to kill, do you think I am brave enough?"
"Then as this little brother said, let's see who is fast enough." Lan Yuehou no longer paid attention to Ye Xiaoying, but turned and took a step in Lei Wujie's direction.
The heart sword stuck on the ground vibrated constantly.
Lei Wujie's palms began to sweat, and the moment Lan Yuehou took that step, he felt an overwhelming momentum pressing over.
Ye Xiaoying also drew out his double knives, and said in his heart: If you face Lan Yuehou at this time, you will definitely lose both. You can only wait for Lan Yuehou to pass this Lei Wujie before making a profit from the fisherman, but you must never let Lan Yuehou hurt the boss's son.
Lan Yuehou took another step forward, half of the knife with his hand drawn.
But a black dress passed by him instantly!
Lan Yuehou felt shocked, and slapped the person with a palm on one side of his body. The person dodged his body and gently pushed with his right hand, pressing back the half-drawn knife Lan Yuehou had drawn. Lan Yuehou slapped it again, but the man had already stepped back a few steps, grabbed the heart sword, and stood beside Lei Wujie.
"Big brother." Lei Wujie said with joy.
"Who is this little brother?" Lan Yuehou confronted him for a round, knowing that although this person looked young, he already had a profound cultivation.
"Xuanwu." Tang Lian stood still, and said slowly, "The four angels guard him and rank in the north."
Another woman with a silver spear leaped to their side, and she scratched her head: "I am not a guardian, Junior Brother Wujie, can I stand here?"
"Of course I can, of course I can." Seeing that the seniors and senior sisters who were supporting him came, Lei Wujie suddenly smiled.
Lan Yuehou frowned slightly, turned his head and looked at Ye Xiaoying.
The position of Xuanwu and the guardian of the Northern Apocalypse are naturally clear to them. Unlike Li Xinyue, this person can live well, and how difficult this person is to deal with, they know better than anyone else.
"Are you Tang Lianyue's disciple?" Lan Yuehou asked back.
"Tang Sect Tang Lianyue, the disciple of Baili Dongjun of Xueyue City, Tang Lian." Tang Lian folded her fists and bowed, not losing her manners, "I have seen Lan Yuehou."
"Is the background really small?" Lan Yuehou snorted coldly, "Even Baili Dongjun's name was taken out."
"Then add another me." Wuxin smiled and walked over, but the heart sword only shook for a moment, and immediately fell silent. It seemed that he was not hostile to him, "You also stopped like this that day. In front of me, then today, change me and stand in front of you."
"Little monk." Lei Wujie whispered.
"Call the Sect Master." Wuxin turned around, a white monk robe flying up.
Lan Yuehou said, "I just forgot you. Don't think I can't see through your identity. For the dignity of our Xiao family, I won't say who the person behind you is, but you'd better stop. Intervened."
"You are wrong." Wuxin shook his head and smiled, "There is no one behind me. I am a monk, and there is only Buddha behind me."
"Okay!" Lan Yuehou finally drew out the long and excessive knife in his hand. "I have never seen the heroic spirit of a young man for many years. But the person inside, I am entrusted to him. Bring back the Apocalypse, I did what I promised."
"Heart Sword!" Lei Wujie suddenly yelled, and the heart sword that was inserted into the ground rose from the ground and fell into his hand.
Immediately!
"Stop!" Suddenly a clear voice interrupted them, and saw Hua Jin, who was still piercing Xiaosie by the bed, ran over, pushed away Lei Wujie and others who were in front of him, and stood by two groups of people. Zhijian, akimbo angrily said, "My patient has not healed, so come to someone. Okay, you it, it. If you it and pull it down, believe it or not, you can die in three days. On the way?"
"Then take you away as well." Lan Yuehou instantly put away his murderous intent and smiled and said to the desperate little girl.
"It's useless to me away." Hua Jin was suddenly downcast, "I can't cure it."
"What!" Everyone present was shocked.