It was late at night, tiredness and sleepy, and it was still snowing outside the cave. It seemed that no one could leave tonight.

The people in the cave are all warriors who play swords, eating meat and drinking, dozing and snoring, and looking like rough men.

Most of the wild boar was eaten, and the wine bag was drunk. After the wine was full, the stadiumers seized the opportunity to rest. Even the always enthusiastic Wei Qun dozed on the bonfire.

Yan Qing slept freely, but he was used to being alone in the palace. He would wake up with a little noise, let alone snoring in the cave.

"Swishy..." A friction.

Yan Qing quietly opened his eyes, and he thoughtfully touched the sword beside him, but when he looked up, it turned out that Wu Que was dragging the remaining half of the bag of meat toward the entrance of the cave.

What a lonely person, he is really too lonely, especially with his sleeves with his left arm hanging down, leaving only a lonely right hand.

The bonfire was still burning, and it was obviously someone who had just been taken out. Yan Qing stood up with a smile of knowingly. Anyway, the night was long and he wanted to listen to the story of that person.

The story is not suitable for telling it in a snowy night. Wuque doesn't seem to like talking to Yan Qing very much. Yan Qing wants to keep up with him, but Wuque speeds up and prevents him from catching up.

One person leaves, one person follows! One person runs! One person chases!

The two people actually started chasing in the heavy snow!

Wuque even wanted wild boar meat. He lit the snow and the branches were like arrows to shuttle through the dead woods on the ridge. His broken sleeves were floating in the wind - "Click and click!" was the only sound in the snow-capped forest.

Everything is slaughtering, and the white snow hits the branches... Yan Qing lit the branches but no snow fell. He took off his robe. It was the blue shirt, and the snow on the blue shirt outlined another afterimage!

"There is a cliff ahead. Do you still want to run away?" Yan Qing asked behind.

"Why do you want to follow me?" Wu Que said coldly.

"What? I'll follow you?" Yan Qing shook his head and said, "I didn't follow you. I just wanted to move my muscles and bones, but you always feel that I'm driving you, it's an illusion, an illusion!"

"Hmph!" Wu Que turned over and fell to the ground. He stood quietly on the top of the cliff with a knife!

The wind and snow on the top of the mountain are even stronger. The mountain is so high that the wind rises from the ground, and it is swept into the snow at the bottom of the valley, and it swirls to the sky. However, the wind comes from the north and from the northwest, and the speed is changing. They squeeze and collide one after another, and they are like a chaotic and perverse son of heaven and earth!

Yan Qing fell quietly, and he stood on the other mountain, united rather than opposite.

"The wind is very strong, aren't you afraid of being blown down? It's a cliff below." Yan Qing asked very calmly. He was also standing on the top of the mountain. He was not afraid. Why should Wuque be afraid?

"I'm afraid." Wu Que didn't think he was afraid. He looked at the abyss under his feet, without a trace of fear in his eyes.

"A word is right and wrong."

Wu Que smiled lightly and said, "I am really afraid, but I dare to look directly at the fear in my heart. If I am afraid that I will not care about anything if I get used to it."

"Haha, it's really interesting," Yan Qing wiped her nose and said something interesting. It's the most interesting to chat with a person who is as lonely as herself! He asked again: "What do you think I'm afraid of?"

Wu Que glanced at Yan Qing, and shook his head and said, "You are very brave, but you are also afraid. No one will be afraid of heights. Those who say they are not afraid of heights are because they don't know how painful it will be if they fall down."

"If you fall down, you will die."

Wu Que added: "It turned into a pool of meat paste, and then it was eaten by the wolf dogs in the valley, leaving no bones left, and finally turned into feces."

Yan Qing smiled bitterly: "Are you admonishing me not to step into the abyss?"

"I don't even know who you are. Why do I advise you? Even if I advise you, will you listen?"

"I will regret it only when I am doomed. I happen to be that kind of person. Although I am afraid, I am very brave! So I will never listen to your advice."

Wu Que turned his head again and he quietly looked at Yan Qing for a long time.

The snow was still the same, but the wind was even stronger - "Crash!" So big that the branches behind me were ruthlessly broken.

"Do you know?" Yan Qing asked suddenly.

"Um?"

"I, Yan Qing, dares to step on the abyss!"

After saying that, he rose up in the air. He turned around and jumped down the cliff!

Wu Que narrowed his eyes, his mouth slightly raised, and he held his knife tightly and jumped down!

...Maybe there are really no people in the world who are not afraid of high spirits, but there are even fewer people who are as brave as them.

Yan Qing fell lightly with the coming wind from the mountains. At this moment, his body was like snow, but although it was snow, it did not move with the wind. He was independent, weak but powerful!

Wuque lightly tapped the cliffs around him, and he used nine kinds of body techniques just by leveraging his strength!

"The dragon soars into the sky, and the eagle changes nine times. Such extraordinary light skills are used by a one-armed man..." Yan Qing fell lightly on the cliff and a hanging pine tree, and he stood up straight!

"Do you look down on the one-armed person?" Wu Que Yanhan also landed steadily on a protruding rock on the cliff. He didn't seem to like others to reveal his pain.

Yan Qing smiled and said, "To be honest, it's a bit. But it's not a big problem."

"No big problem? Why not compete?"

"Then I won't accept your challenge for the sake of difficulty." Yan Qing slowly pulled out his sad light shuttle and said:

"This sword is sad, flowing, and the sword's edge is three feet and six, and the net weight is six kilograms and two liang."

The meteor with sad light is like a fast shuttle, and often the sword comes out, accompanied by the white and white light. The sad person is seriously injured when he sees it.

Wu Que used his mouth to hold the handle of the knife, and he quickly cut out a dimensional sword soul-

"Thorn!"

"Click!"

The pine branch half an inch in front of Yan Qing's boots was cut off with one knife!

"This knife has no name, and I don't know how long or heavy, but he is a murderous and bloodthirsty knife," Wu Que's red eyes became more bright, and his eyes were as cold as a knife. He used the force to slash at Yan Qing with the sword:

"I've accepted it!"

"good!"

Yan Qing thrust his feet and hung loosely under his feet, and his body looked like an arrow feather. Qing Feng came forward to face the god with a knife!

"Clang!"

First, sparks shine in the valley, then collisions and shocks the wind and snow. This strike forced the two of them to retreat a hundred feet away.

So it started like this, and the two started fighting. They hit the top of the mountain from the cliff halfway up the mountain, and then hit the cliff from the top...

Half an hour later, the two returned to their respective hills. Yan Qing put away his sword and Wu Que put away his sword. Sweat was seeping out of their foreheads... It has been a long time since they moved the sword so happily.

"I lost this competition." Yan Qing smiled bitterly, and he took the initiative to admit defeat.

"There is no win or loss in this competition." Wu Que said the truth. Yan Qing's sword did not hit his throat, and his knife was not placed on Yan Qing's neck.

Yan Qing shook his head and said, "I never think there is a draw in this world. I just laughed at you for having only one arm. But I didn't defeat you, that proves that my ridicule was overestimating my ability. I lost, to a person with only one arm."

The provocative person has never beat the provocative person. He loses, even if he draws.

But Wu Que sat on the top of the mountain and took out the wine bag at his waist. His wine bag was still bulging and he didn't drink a single bite. He drank and sighed: "You still look down on me as a one-armed person, why should one-armed person win the draw?"

"You are really self-esteem." Yan Qing also sat down and took out the wine, but there was not much left in his wine.

Wu Que shook his head and said, "That's because you don't know. If I have both hands, I will lose to you. I won't even be able to tie the game."

Yan Qing raised a drink and wanted to hear the reason for Wuque.

Wu Que said again: "In fact, people have the same hand or both hands, which all depends on their personal habits. With one hand, I get used to the life of one hand and the knife technique of the other hand, and then I have a great skill in my hand. And then when you suddenly let me grow the other hand, I will be very unaccustomed to it, which will lead to death."

"That's true. If people lose something, they will get something, and then use time to get used to something," Yan Qing looked at Wu Que with a pity, and he said, "But have you ever thought about how you eat with one hand? You can even hold the hilt of the knife with your mouth. After all, it's really inconvenient to have one hand."

"What are you talking about? I don't understand." Wu Que seemed to understand, but he didn't want to listen. People with only one arm looked strange, because everyone in this world had two hands. People would think he was a different person and then suspect how his arm was broken... Could it be that he was cut off when he owed gambling debts? Or he was cut off by his enemies... These rumors and prejudices made people feel very unhappy when they heard it!

"Uh..." Yan Qing thought for a while, suddenly a light flashed across his eyes, and he said, "For example, if you only have one arm, how can you hug your beloved girl?"

"Can't you hold the girl with one hand?"

"You only have one hand. If you choose to hold the knife, you cannot hold the woman you like. If you choose a woman, you cannot hold the knife... Swordsman, Swordsman, will you do this?"

Wuque is the swordsman. He is silent. What should he do?

Yan Qing said it really well. This is the choice.

Drink and drink to relieve sorrow.

Yan Qing’s wine was much less than Wuque, but he had only drunk half of the wine, but Wuque’s wine bag had already been flattened.

How much worry is there to drink as much wine.

"I suddenly remembered something." Wu Que tied his wine bag and relieved his worries. Life will continue tomorrow.

"What's the matter?"

Wu Que looked at him and said, "I was wrong before. There is a kind of person who will not be afraid of the abyss under his feet."

"Who?"

"The world is alone."

"Heartbroken man."

"I'm not."

Yan Qing was silent, the world was far away... so far away.

"Neither are you."

Wuque turned around and walked away with snow.

I was originally a guest from the world, so why should I be afraid of the cliff being high?

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Chapter completed!