Outside the carved lattice window, the moon was dark and the wind was high, and the guests' frolicsome sounds gradually disappeared, like the slowly receding ripples on the lake. The watchman's banging sound was clear and cold, knocking four times in a row, in the dead of night, when everyone was still. Fat Tiger, this kid, didn’t know where he was going crazy. Hong Lianxue sighed quietly, the copper stove in the corner was burning brightly, the bright red embers floated out, and went out silently in the dim light, making it look like
Desolate and lonely.
Will her whole life be like these sporadic embers of fire, disappearing silently? Hong Lianxue slowly stroked her smooth and jade-like skin, her eyebrows became worried, and she couldn't help but be fascinated for a moment.
A ray of cold wind came in from outside, and Hong Lianxue was suddenly startled. Her shadow was reflected on the wall, and the cold sword edge had reached her neck. The young man's deep voice came from behind: "It's me. Don't move, listen to me."
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"It's you, you little thief!" Hong Lianxue was filled with shame and anger, and she hurriedly pulled the silk scarf hanging by the barrel to cover her chest, "What do you want to do? Don't do this! Get out of here, or I'll get rid of that thing of yours."
Chop it into minced meat!"
"This way you will listen carefully to what I say. Otherwise, with your temper, I'm afraid I will start a fight before I say a few words." Zhikari said unhurriedly, water dripping from his wet clothes.
, the ground quickly became wet.
"If you fart, hurry up!" Hong Lianxue gritted her teeth and said.
"Fat Hu asked me to tell you that he is going to wander outside, so you don't have to worry. He has already left the sheep slaughtering market."
"What? You bastard, what did you do to Fat Tiger? Did something happen to him? You bastard who can kill a thousand swords, I'm going to kill you..."
"Don't move." Zhikarizhen exerted a little force on his broken sword, Hong Lianxueyu's neck trembled, and his fair skin turned a bright red. "Fat Tiger is fine, very fine. But he got into trouble and killed Cui Zhihuan.
There is only a dead end when you return to the slaughterhouse. Don't move! Stop accumulating turbid energy. The moment you take action is enough for me to slit your throat."
"Stop moving!" Zhikarizhen shouted in a deep voice, "Use your brain! If I am not good for Fat Tiger, why should I rush over to tell you? Am I stupid?"
"Bah! Maybe your forehead was pinched, and you can't tell if you were stupid for a moment!" Hong Lianxue spat, her anger calming down a little. The other party was right, if something happened to Fat Tiger, this cunning boy would definitely
She patted her butt and ran away. She thought about it for a while, but her heart became more and more anxious, with constant ups and downs. Fat Tiger was still a child, and it was his first time to travel far alone. What if something happened...
"He is not alone. He has a friend with him." Zhikari seemed to have guessed Hong Lianxue's thoughts and hesitated.
Hong Lianxue sneered: "Is he your friend?"
"I'm not very familiar with him, but at least -" Ge Shuye's face appeared in front of Zhikarizhen's eyes. Sometimes he was a submissive pony bandit, sometimes he was free and unrestrained, and sometimes he was bold and deep... It was unclear what kind of face he was.
What kind of thing. "But at least, we are a person who has lived life and death together." He whispered, and a smile couldn't help but appear at the corner of his mouth.
"Living life and death together? Are you collaborating?" Hong Lianxue scolded unceremoniously, "You two kidnapped him together, right? A thief kills a talent. If Fat Tiger has any shortcomings, I will kill you...
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"It's about Fat Tiger, I have a few more important questions to ask you." Zhi Shouzhen continued as if he hadn't heard anything, "Whose power is behind Yihongyuan?"
"Haha, are you afraid of the little thief? I might as well tell you the truth. This is the boss of the east end of the Sheep Slaughter Market - Lao Shao Daozi! If you offend me, you offend Lao Shao Daozi!"
"Is Lao Shaodaozi still a god?"
"Hey, a master who has become a god after refining a god will shrink into a ghost place like this? Oh, it's possible, yes! Of course! Of course Laoshaodaozi is still a god after refining a god, and killing you is as easy as killing a dog!"
"Lao Shaodaozi always takes good care of Fat Hu, right?"
"Humph, the little thief inquired carefully. My fat tiger is loved by everyone, and Lao Shaodaozi said that he would take him as his apprentice and polish him well! Are you afraid that Lao Shaodaozi will settle the score with you? Then tell the truth obediently, Fatty
Why is Tiger so anxious to leave the sheep slaughtering market? Is he injured? What did you do to coax him?...Hey, the rabbit doesn’t have ears? I need to wear clothes!"
Zhi Shou was really lost in thought, and the person who had Fat Hu's idea was most likely Lao Shaodaozi. Now that Fat Hu is missing, sooner or later he will target him.
While Hong Lianxue was shouting, she quietly turned her head. From the corner of her eye, she caught sight of Shikari's soaked socks. There were still a few wisps of tiny vines stuck to the tips of her shoes. Waterdrops were dripping from them, and the eerie indigo flashed through them.
gloss.
"You went to Nightmare Lake!" Hong Lianxue suddenly turned around, taking advantage of Zhikarizhen's astonishment, and bundled the water-soaked silk scarf as wet as a stick, carrying the powerful wind, and lifted Zhikarizhen's forehead.
"For Fat Tiger's sake, let me give you a piece of advice: don't go to Nightmare Lake, and don't see Lao Shaozi!" Zhi Kaizhen shouted in a deep voice, and kicked him away, "Peng!" The wooden barrel flew up in response, and water splashed wildly.
, Hong Lianxue screamed and hurriedly pulled back the silk scarf and wrapped it around the bouncing Shuofeng.
The wooden barrel slammed into the red sandalwood bed, and Hong Lianxue quickly rolled onto the bed, pulled up the brocade quilt with one hand to cover her body, and flicked the jade finger of the other hand, shooting out a trace of energy, directly in the direction of Zhikarizhen.
"Puff puff puff -" The shaking window paper broke holes one after another, and Zhikarizhen had already jumped out through the window and swept away through the eaves.
"Come back quickly and make it clear to me! A straight thief! A bastard! You damn genius!..." Hong Lianxue wanted to chase her out, but she couldn't, so she had to put on her obscene clothes and cursed the little thief.
She is treacherous. She has been innocent for more than twenty years, and even her fiancé has never laid eyes on her. It is really shameful and annoying for her to be exposed in front of this little brat!
But - she had a change of thought and looked at the open paned window in confusion. What was this little thief doing in Nightmare Lake in the middle of the night?
Zhi Shouzhen rushed all the way to the fat tiger shack and jumped over the wall.
When he fell into the yard, his whole body suddenly froze, as if a snake had been nailed seven inches. A slender shadow came through the air, seemingly slow and indifferent, without any fireworks, without any energy, but like the wind.
It was everywhere, permeable, and irresistible. He could only watch the shadow coming calmly, and tap lightly on his chest.
"Your swordsmanship is still in the realm of refining and transforming qi. Although it is clear and flawless, it is like a lake. When a pebble falls, it creates ripples. It no longer has an ethereal appearance." Qingfeng stood in front of Zhikarizhen.
, Zhikarizhen's sea of consciousness could not sense his presence. The shadow fell from Qingfeng's hand, and Zhikarizhen looked down, but it was just a cracked dead branch.
"I dare to ask my predecessors, how to break through from the state of mind and enter the state of sitting and forgetfulness?"
"The lake reflects like a mirror. Everything in the mirror is illusion. Where did the stones come from?"
"Should this stone be removed?"
"Haha, if you didn't come, why go?"
Zhikarizhen closed his eyes and meditated, and stood silently for a long time. Suddenly, his index finger and middle finger were raised together, pointing to the sword, and piercing the breeze.
The breeze does not dodge or retreat, and also greets the sword with the finger, sealing the path of the real finger sword, locking all its changes.
The two finger swords continued to approach, and when they were about to engage in an exchange of blows, Zhikari's real finger sword suddenly seemed to disappear, and seemed to turn into an invisible form. It passed through Qingfeng's finger sword and silently pressed against Qingfeng's chest.<
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This sword has been forgotten.
"Good! That's great!" Qingfeng couldn't help but praise. Even though he has a calm mind, he couldn't help but feel excited in his heart. Such talent in swordsmanship can be said to be a real gift from God! If he had such a disciple, he would not be able to do it after all.
After the journey has been completed, what more do you want from your husband in this life?
After using this sword, Zhi Shouzhen once again pondered silently, and realized the benefits and losses involved. He had been tempered in the life-and-death battle with Cui Zhihuan in the swamp, and now he was hit by the breeze. Qingfeng looked at the young man's profile in the darkness, feeling confused and uncertain for a moment.
After a while, Zhikari opened his eyes and bowed deeply to Qingfeng. Qingfeng could have avoided it, but he hesitated and finally accepted his bow.
"Senior, we can't live here anymore," Zhikari said.
Qingfeng asked calmly: "Did you send Fat Tiger away?"
"The person who wants to refine the human elixir should be Lao Shaodaozi from Zaoyangji. If Fat Tiger disappears, he will definitely come to his door." Zhi Khouzhen said apologetically, "It was because of my emotions that I caused my seniors to suffer. Zhang Wujiu also said
It has not been resolved, and now a new enemy has been added. The juniors are really ashamed of their seniors..."
Before he finished speaking, Qingfeng held the young man's shoulder: "No, you did a good job, better than the sword you just struck. In life, it is inevitable to be emotionally involved. Do you know that for you and me, in fact,
The rarest thing in life is to act emotionally."
Zhikari looked at the breeze with confusion. The night wind stirred up the old man's sparse hair, and the stars were dotted, which was more desolate than the evening frost.
"Finding it, Zhang Wujiu should have arrived. But this junior has made arrangements..." Zhi Kaizhen continued in a low voice, raising his head and looking in the direction of Nightmare Lake.
The stage has been set up, just waiting for all parties to take the stage.