Mid-time.

The night is deep.

On the banks of the inland river.

At the entrance of Tianxiang Pavilion, several descendants of military generals stared at the river surface, their eyes full of shock and anger.

Angry, such a villain can do evil in Kyoto, the desolate country.

He hated that his strength was low, not only could he not help, but he became a drag. He could only watch Zhao Hao be robbed away.

On the ground, the girl who had just been rescued from the river was in rags, curled up together and shivered.

The girls and the guests in Tianxiang Pavilion were also awakened early, far away from the shore, and carefully inquired about what had happened.

"despair!"

Lao Yang climbed over the stone guardrail and stepped onto the ground weakly with wet feet.

He looked at these descendants of military generals and wanted to say something, but he felt like he was stuck in his throat.

The Adam's apple moved, without making any sound, and could only lower his head dejectedly.

Meng Shengnan held his soft and drooping arm: "Senior, don't blame yourself. Meeting a master is something that no one can imagine. Feng Qianjun has already reported the news. It won't take long to get a full martial law in Kyoto. With the troops and Feiyu Guards there, those evil people will not escape!"

They saw the battle just now. They had personally experienced how strong those frogmen were.

Two first-grade masters and more than a dozen second-grade third-grade masters, this power is extremely terrifying even on the battlefield.

But just such a group of people were at a disadvantage under Lao Yang's hands.

With such terrifying power, it is not an exaggeration to call Lao Yang the number one below the Grandmaster.

But no matter how strong Lao Yang is, the gap is like a world of heaven compared to a true master.

The man in black just now could take a light stroke and disperse Lao Yang's true energy without hurting others. Such shocking methods were unprecedented and unsightly. Even Duke Zhenguo Zhao Dingbian might not be able to be so relaxed and relaxed.

Old Yang took a deep breath: "Can you see what this person is?"

Meng Shengnan also wants to know this question.

You should know that the entire wasteland country has only one grand master, Zhenguo Duke.

This time, in order to abduct Zhao Hao, these people actually dispatched a master directly. Moreover, the master's actions were very strange, and it seemed that they could only obstruct Lao Yang in their eyes.

No one doubted that this mysterious master had the ability to kill Lao Yang, but...

Could it be that killing someone is another price, so you have to increase the money?

Meng Shengnan shook his head: "I don't know! What are these people's identities? What is the purpose of kidnapping Zhao Hao?"

Hearing this, Lao Yang's face looked even more ugly.

Kidnapping Zhao Hao is just a means, and the purpose under the appearance is an existence that can make people more terrified.

He fumbled for a while with his hands on his back, then pulled out a short arrow, and a strip of cloth hung on the feathers.

This was the one that the frogmen shot on his back with sleeve arrows before they escaped.

Lao Yang's eyes froze, and he quickly put the cloth strips on the car. The moment he saw the words on it, his whole face turned pale.

If you want Zhao Hao to survive, you can exchange the Xilong Pass defense map!

No time, no place.

But Lao Yang believed that some of these people notified the Zhenguo Mansion in ways.

But what is Xilongguan?

Xilongguan was once the western gate of the Great Han Divine Dynasty, and it kept countless ferocious beasts from other races out.

At the beginning of the eradication, no one was interested in the supervision of the country. It was not until the capture of Xilong Pass that it gained the strength that the five Central Plains countries could not ignore, because only this everlasting pass was used as a supporter did the eradication retain the hope of winning the Central Plains.

It goes without saying how important Xilong Pass is.

Otherwise, Jiang Zheng would not have regarded the entire wasteland as a bet in order to regain Xilong Pass.

This is not a bet on national destiny, because Xilongguan itself is national destiny.

Once Xilongguan is lost, the deserted country will become a real barbarian!

These people asked Zhenguo Mansion to exchange for the life of Zhao Hao with the Xilongguan defense map.

It's like giving only two options.

Or, Zhao Hao dies!

Or, the lineage of Zhenguo Mansion will treason the whole country!

"Senior, what is written on this cloth strip?"

"nothing!"

Lao Yang hurriedly put away the cloth strips. This information is of great importance and cannot be shown to any outsider.

At this time, two extremely fierce auras came from far to near, and in a flash, they were Zhao Dingbian and Zhao Wudi, who were full of anxiety.

They could have noticed a few auras fighting just now, but in the blink of an eye, Luo Shui's aura stopped, and the other invisible auras disappeared quickly. They could only feel the true energy of Lao Yang's sometimes strong and sometimes weak.

In this way, even if the two of them had not arrived at that time, how could they not guess what happened?

"Who dares to touch my Hao'er?"

Zhao Wudi was furious and stared at his pair of copper bell-like eyes and searched everywhere on the river surface, but he couldn't find it no matter how hard he found it. So he grabbed Lao Yang's arm and shook it desperately.

"Haoer! Where is Haoer? Lao Yang! What's going on? Where is my Haoer?"

Old Yang showed bitterness on his face, but he did not dare to be negligent at all. He knelt in front of Zhao Dingbian with a plop, quickly narrating everything that had just happened.

When the father and son heard the appearance of the master, they also changed their qualities.

No wonder!

No wonder he was able to rob Zhao Hao in front of Lao Yang!

Being able to play with Lao Yang in his palms is indeed the strength of a master.

But why did this master not leak any breath?

This method is really weird!

They originally thought that as long as Zhao Hao did not leave Kyoto, he would not be able to pose a threat to Zhao Hao even if the king of heaven came, but now...

A master with strange means, two first-grade, second-grade and third-grade masters, all equipped with frog clothes.

What a big deal!

"Master!? Which dog thing comes out of the gutter!"

Zhao Wudi was furious. Since Zhao Hao's dantian was deposed at the age of six, he wished he could spoil his son to heaven.

Wherever you see, any person or thing that may be a threat to Zhao Hao will be solved by him as soon as possible.

For more than ten years, he did not want his son to be hurt at all.

He even beat a few people who shouldn't be beaten and made many mistakes that he shouldn't be made.

It was not until the old man made Lao Yang become Zhao Hao's personal bodyguard that his paranoia of persecution became much less severe.

But he never expected that one day, a master would attack his son.

Grandmaster?

Zhao Wudi had no sense of strength gap at all at this moment. He just wanted to immediately pull out the master in the gutter and tear it into pieces.

Emotions are angry, true energy is stirred, and every word is filled with anger.

"These dogs are barren! Let's see where they can hide!"

Zhao Wudi jumped and immediately prepared to jump into the lake to search.

Zhao Dingbian's expression changed and he hurriedly took action to intercept him, but he never thought that Zhao Wudi's true energy was so powerful that he could not intercept him.

In a rage, he actually had signs of breaking through to the Grandmaster!

But Zhao Dingbian obviously had no time to take care of these things, and strongly mobilized the true energy to suppress Zhao Wudi.

Zhao Wudi was furious: "Dad! Let me go!"

Zhao Dingbian's face was gloomy and scolded, "Since they have sunk, there must be a way to escape. What can you find? What is the difference between wasting time on this useless work and harming Haoer!"

"cocoa……"

Zhao Wudi was anxious and angry, but he knew that the old man was right.

In a hurry, he punched several times in the Inner River, each of which aroused nearly ten feet of raging waves.

With a few loud noises, the entire Kyoto shook, and countless people woke up from their sleep, looking in the direction of Tianxiang Pavilion in surprise.

Ordinary people are all palpitations, and some people with high cultivation have even more serious expressions. The power of these punches is far beyond that of ordinary first-class masters. When did such powerful people appear in Kyoto, and why are they angry late at night?

"Dad! What should I do!"

Zhao Wudi's voice was filled with a hint of depressedness in his anger. He was good at fighting, but not good at finding people.
To be continued...