The mood of spring is strong and the wine is intoxicating.
Spring is spring, it is nothing else. The continuous drizzle can be spring, and the colorful flowers blooming can also be spring. But this is not the extraordinary spring, even if the spring rain falls as thin as silk, and the mountains and plains are filled with
Colorful purples and reds, those are not his feelings of spring.
Sitting in the dilapidated post station that has not been repaired for a long time, only the dark brown wine jar can attract his attention, and only the aroma of wine that penetrates his nose can arouse his aftertaste. The empty official road,
Behind us, the Taihang Mountains are as hazy as fog, making everything seem particularly lonely.
Yuwen Bufan is a person who knows how to enjoy himself. The deserted official road and the Taihang Mountains in the heavy smoke behind him, and the quiet atmosphere all gave him a good mood. He liked this kind of environment, but he knew that he could only
But he liked it for a while, maybe he will hate such an environment all of a sudden.
Silk threads of drizzle fell from the dark sky, wetting the surrounding silence, but it was not completely wet, as if you stretched out your hand and touched it, the mist would
It was as if it had been wiped away. In the empty fog layer, there was the majestic Taihang Mountains, and the winding and rugged official road was like a broken rope, crookedly extending towards the front and submerged.
In the faint white mist.
At this time, the feeling of spring was strong and the aroma of wine was mellow. Yuwen Bufan knew that whether it was the dense drizzle outside the withered pavilion or the brightly blooming flowers hidden in the mist, these were not his feelings of spring. Wine
There was still half of the wine in the jar, but he was in no hurry to finish it.
He stood up and stretched out comfortably.
At this moment, a slight sound of footsteps came into his ears, and his eyes turned to the outside of the withered pavilion.
A figure rushed into his eyes, but it was an extremely ordinary middle-aged man. He was holding a saber, his expression was indifferent, and his shoulders were slightly damp from the spring rain. The man took a step
He took a step towards the withered pavilion. Although his steps were very light, they seemed particularly harsh on the empty official road.
The man stood still outside the Kuting Pavilion. Yuwen Bufan clearly saw that the man's hand holding the knife increased its strength. Then, he saw the man pull out the knife, raised the knife and pointed it at him in the air.
The chop came. That knife split the spring rain outside the pavilion, and the strands of spring rain visible to the naked eye were cut into two pieces. The man's knife was very fast, so fast that he didn't even see it clearly.
After a dazzling flash of light, the man and the knife in his hand were already pressed against his throat. A cold, bloodthirsty aura came out of the knife and went straight towards his chest.
Yuwen Bufan didn't even think about how much blood-like smell was in his throat, and how many people's blood was condensed in the knife.
The man was motionless, and the knife in his hand was pressed against his throat. As long as the man's hand was gently moved, Yuwen Bufan's blood would be splashed on the spot. But Yuwen Bufan's eyes did not show the slightest hint of panic;
It's very bland, and I shouldn't say it has a bit of a smile.
"Your appearance is always unexpected, but I always feel a different charm from your sword intention. I feel your fear, your hesitation and uneasiness. Although you are still the same as before, you are still the same as before.
It’s hard for me to feel that I can’t return to my former self.”
"That's because you haven't experienced a real life-and-death test. When you are as helpless and fragile as an ant, you will find that a kind of self-induced fear will emerge from your bones and slowly soak in.
It gets into your blood, and then starts to eat your brain, giving you a lot of inexplicable fear."
A complicated expression flashed across Ning Bugui's face, but the knife in his hand did not drop because of their conversation.
"Why? How come the people in the Imperial Capital gave you a sense of fear? Could it be that there is a big shot in the Imperial Capital that scares you? We killers live on the edge of a knife. Sooner or later, we will be killed by others. Could it be that you will too?
Afraid of death. If so, that would be really ridiculous."
"It's not funny at all. I'm not afraid of death, but in front of that person, I don't even have a chance to take action. Why are you still so nagging? Are you really not afraid that my knife will slit your throat?" Ning Bugui
There was a lingering horror in his eyes, and he said to the other party impatiently.
"You can try." There was a strange brilliance in Yuwen Bufan's eyes, but his right hand was holding it with a strange movement, as if he was holding something, but upon closer inspection, his hand was holding something.
It is empty, with nothing. If you look carefully, there is a thin thread like the spring rain mixed with the space between them. And the other end of the thin thread like the spring rain falls
On Ning Bugui's chest, the straight thin line exuded a dark, throbbing blood-evil aura, and its concentration was no less than that of the knife pressed against his throat.
The raindrops outside the withered pavilion gradually became a line, and only the broken raindrops were scattered on the ground. Ning Bugui let out a long sigh and put away the knife that was pressed against Yuwen Bufan's throat.
, and the cold air all over his body suddenly disappeared without a trace, just like the earth burned by the spring rain.
"Tsk, tsk, a trip to the imperial capital has put you in such a mess. Think about how glorious it was when the three of us dominated the world of assassins. Now, that person is at odds with the Thorny Sky Alliance for a woman. To this day,
There has been no news. And although you did not receive the most tasks back then, you had the highest success rate. Why are you so embarrassed now? Could it be that your trip to the imperial capital was a huge setback.
"
Yuwen Bufan didn't make any movements, but the space between him and Ning Bugui seemed to be missing something. He turned around and looked at the towering Taihang Mountains behind him, shrouded in mist, and his tone was filled with emotion.
It is endless thoughts and melancholy.
"Let's not talk about the trip to the imperial capital. Let me tell you about you. What tasks did you receive when you came to this barren mountain? You have no place in front of you and no village behind. That is to say, if you have the temperament to sit here all afternoon,
If it were me, I would never have this patience."
"What kind of mission can there be? It is a mission without any challenges. This mission was conveyed by the master himself. No killing, no murder, just to stop the two teenagers from going north." Yu Wen Bufan mentioned the wine jar and gulped.
He took a sip of wine, but whether it was because the wine was too spicy or because he was filled with anger, he coughed violently after finishing the drink.
"You are suffering from a secret disease, so why bother drinking such spicy liquor?" Ning Bugui snatched the wine jar from the other party's hand and said something casually. The Yuwen Bufan in front of him was still the same Yuwen Bufan, but this time
Yu Wen Bufan at that time made him feel like an old cow dying. For such an easy task to be done by the other party, the master didn’t know whether it was because he attached great importance to this task or whether his generation of killers were really old.
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The spring rain was soft and silent, and the inside of the withered pavilion was as silent as outside the pavilion. A dull atmosphere arose spontaneously. The two of them were speechless. They may have their own thoughts, but they were silent. Only the thin spring rain was silent.
Sprinkled on the ground, the earth began to have a bit of moistness mixed with the smell of earth. The smell mixed with dampness became thicker and more concentrated, and the smell of earth began to appear in the withered pavilion.
Spread and spread.
"Gulu", Ning Bugui picked up the wine jar and took a sip of wine. The extremely spicy and hot breath suddenly surged out from his throat and surged into his chest. This spicy breath was like the endless rush of wine.
Like the Yellow River, it turns and turns, sometimes like a raging fire that keeps burning.
"What kind of mission is it? The master will never go on a mission easily. Whose young man are those two young men? Toshiyan actually asked you to complete this mission." Ning Bugui broke the dullness, he didn't care about the circulation.
Ignoring the acrid smell of alcohol on the tip of his throat, and the burning burning sensation in his chest, he raised his own question.
"Ling Tianyun and Ye Yinfeng are two little-known young men. If they were the juniors of any powerful family, they wouldn't be like this. I don't know what I think. Just two young men like this, I have to come in person."
Execute." Yuwen Bufan replied dully. At this time, the spring feeling in his chest had long gone. There was only the slightest chill brought by the thin spring rain, which was a bit colder than the cold snow in the winter.
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"Are you sure that the mission given to you by the master is those two people?" Ning Bugui's face changed slightly, and he asked Yuwen Bufan hurriedly. How could Ning Bugui, who came out of the imperial capital Bianliang in despair, still not know what happened before?
With everything that happened in the Imperial Capital during those days, he never thought that the two young men that Yu Wen Bufan wanted to stop were Ling Tianyun and Ye Yinfeng, who had made Wanyan Wudi, the world's best master, suffer a secret loss.
How could this not shock him? He couldn't even catch Wanyan Wudi's move, but those two teenagers made him suffer a secret loss. This shows how powerful those two teenagers are. Obviously, regarding the imperial capital,
Everything that happened was not spread to the public, and only a few interested people knew about it. But Yu Wen Bufan didn't know anything about it, and Ning Bugui had a lot of information, mainly about the blue-shirted boy Ye.
Singing the wind.
"So what if you're sure? Don't look down on people. If you can't even remember their names, how can we survive in this industry? The master only gave me these two names and their physical features. Others
There is no information about them at all. What? Do you know those two people? Do you have any information about them?"
When Yu Wen Bufan heard that the other party's words were strange, he couldn't help but ask questions. They were already very familiar with each other, and he could still recognize the other party's strange tone and tone.
"Those two young men are extraordinary." Ning Bugui took a deep breath and said in a deep voice. In his mind, he thought of Wanyan Wudi's bleak figure, and about all the things that happened in the imperial capital, he
He couldn't help but improve the evaluation of Ling Tianyun and Ye Yinfeng a lot.
"How extraordinary, even more extraordinary than me." Yuwen Bufan obviously did not hear the meaning of the other party's words. He also did not understand why the other party used these two words to describe the two teenagers, and he felt inexplicably
There is some irritation. Only the word "extraordinary" can be used on him, and no one is qualified to use these two words.
Ning Bugui sighed, looked at Yuwen Bufan whose expression changed slightly, and slowly told him everything that happened in the imperial capital.
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The green hills are surrounded by bright red, and the flowers all over the mountains and plains are in full bloom.
In the Linglong Valley, in a large peach forest, the red peach blossoms are a bit more seductive than the girl's face.
"The peaches are blooming, their flowers are burning??????", a woman in a green shirt stared at the peach forest, and next to her cheek was a red and moving peach blossom, which reflected the peach blossom.
He has a pure and charming face. I don’t know if it’s because his face is pink or because the pink color is as bright and attractive as his face.