Lao Dao returned to Fenglin Town with the little mute and the little stutterer, while Ye Yinfeng and Ling Tianyun accompanied the two charming envoys of the White Lotus Sect to find Dugu Aoxue. There was also a figure who arrived late.
, that man is an ordinary man with an extraordinary identity, and that man is Ning Bugui.
Ling Tianyun and Ye Yinfeng were not surprised by Ning Bugui's arrival, but it was quite interesting for them to see the assassin king make a fool of himself. No one thought that the assassin king of the Assassin's Sky Alliance would be reduced to being beaten by two
The woman was bullied to the point of losing any dignity, but they were relieved that the King of Killers was not in any danger to his life. They also knew that these two charming White Lotus Sect members must have played tricks on the King of Killers on a whim.
The group of people wandered around the mountain for a long time, but still did not see the cold and arrogant woman. Instead, a maple forest dancing like fire made everyone's eyes brighten. And Ye Yinfeng faintly felt a familiar breath, that familiar breath.
There was also a faint feminine fragrance in it, which made Ye Yinfeng's face change slightly. He had already guessed the result, and Yan Longxing's figure also appeared in the deep mountains.
After searching for Dugu Aoxue to no avail, the group returned to Fenglin Town. When they returned to Fenglin Town, in spite of the bright sun in the sky, a howling cold wind suddenly came. The accumulation of dark clouds surged like an overwhelming force.
came, and instantly enveloped the sky above Maplewood Town. Although the clouds were high, you could see that a cold heavy rain had accumulated in the thick clouds, which made the people of Maplewood Town shrink their necks.
The cumulus clouds were high, the autumn wind was biting, and the howling cold wind blew all the dead leaves off the branches. The flying dead leaves turned and rolled, and finally fell to the ground unwillingly. All the people in Maple Town knew this.
, after this autumn rain, the autumn harvest has come to an end, and those Khitan barbarians in the north will head south wantonly. Just like this autumn rain, God has been brewing for a long time, and the most difficult day of the year is about to come.
There were mountains and piles of firewood at home. Lao Dao was wearing a coarse cloth coat, and he opened his strong chest muscles and raised arms. He raised his hand, and a thick piece of wood opened in response. The cut of the wood was as smooth as a mirror.
The wood was evenly spaced and filled with an indescribable sense of beauty. Today, in addition to the little mute who often visited Lao Dao's house, there were several more guests.
Ye Yinfeng and his party, as well as Han Li and others, were very disdainful of the thatched hut as compared to the two holy envoys of the White Lotus Sect, so of course they did not stay. However, the King of Killers did.
This was really as he wished. The two Holy Envoys of the White Lotus Sect did not torture him. The little palace maid who met Ling Tianyun and others was reluctantly taken away by Concubine Hu, while Ling Tianyun, Ye Yinfeng and others
I also know the identity of the little palace maid, a saint of the White Lotus Sect. At this time, the little palace maid is not yet a saint of the White Lotus Sect. It is said that she can only truly become a saint of the White Lotus Sect after enlightenment. Moreover, the little palace maid also has a very nice voice.
The name is pure and flawless.
No matter what, talking about the past will always make people sigh. Of course Ling Tianyun wants to know the story between Lao Dao and his father. He also wants to know the whereabouts of the housekeeper Lao Pang. He originally wanted to go directly to Shuozhou to find Gui Yijun.
Whereabouts. Marshal Guo of the Guiyi Army, Guo Huaian’s father, has a close relationship with the Ling family, so he believed that the steward Pang Bo would definitely defect to the Guiyi Army. But what Ling Tianyun didn’t expect was that his father’s last words before his death were to ask him to find this man from the Western Regions.
man.
The little mute went to get a drink, and the little stutterer went with him. The two came to the only wine shop in Maplewood Town. If you want to listen to stories, how can you do it without drinking? This is of course the little mute's idea, but
He didn't understand why the story had to be accompanied by wine to make it more interesting. He gestured to Little Stammer and wanted to ask, but he couldn't tell. Of course Little Stammer didn't understand what he meant.
But this did not affect the happy mood of the two people.
When the little mute and the little stutterer came to the wine shop, they saw the two of them sitting on the wooden table and bench outside the wine shop. They were two young men who looked like extraordinary men. One of the men was dressed in white and was very interested.
He exudes a spotless fairy spirit, making him a god-like figure. The other one is wearing a gorgeous brocade robe, and he has a graceful and wealthy air. These two young men who look like young men are both good-looking.
Incomparably beautiful, even a bit more beautiful than that ordinary woman.
The appearance of two such extraordinary gentlemen in this ordinary wine shop always gives people a feeling of being out of place. So the little mute and the little stutterer were even more impressed. The two of them ran back after drinking. They didn't know
Do you want to tell Lao Dao and the guests about everything they saw?
"Young Master Yan has regained the heart of a beautiful woman. It's a joy to congratulate him." Zhong Jianhong raised his eyebrows and said to Yan Longxing while holding up the rough wine glass. The young man in white opposite him showed an imperceptible contemplation on his face.
, he did not answer the other party, but raised the wine glass, raised his head, and the wine was already in his stomach.
"When will your shadow take action? That rough man is not an easy man. The Living Buddhas of the Western Regions are not very easy to kill. Besides, Ling Tianyun and others are also in Maplewood Town." Yan Longxing raised the empty wine glass and looked at Zhong Jianhong.
He said burningly. He looked at the rough wine glass and the dirty tables and chairs, and he couldn't help but feel a trace of disgust in his heart. This surprised him. He didn't know why, but his aloof and fairy-like expression
The state of mind is actually affected by the worldly things.
"Just kill the Living Buddha of the Western Regions under their noses. If the young monk Bujie didn't kill the Living Buddha, my Zhong family will do it for me. By then, the young monk will also owe my Zhong family a favor. Young monk
I have a deep hatred for Ye Yinfeng and others. The enemy of my enemy is my friend. Isn’t this exactly what Mr. Yan taught me?" Zhong Jianhong did not notice the ripples in Yan Longxing's ordinary heart, and he said calmly.
Yan Longxing did not answer the other party's words. He didn't know why he was so disgusted with Maplewood Town. He only felt as if a crack had been opened in his Taoist heart. Regarding the vulgar things in this world, he originally
He dismissed it, but he didn't know why he felt impatient when he saw these old tables and stools full of dirt. This made his heart suddenly shake. He didn't know that he would be in such a state of mind.
Something went wrong.
The handsome jade-like face briefly passed through Zhong Jianhong's eyes, and a blazing light flashed in his eyes, and then disappeared immediately. He did not feel anything strange because of the silence towards the other party. The person opposite him
The young man in white clothes always has a smile full of confidence, and his flawless temperament carries a domineering aura in his hands that looks down on the world. For some reason, Zhong Jianhong himself doesn't understand why he has such a deformity.
of love.
"Aoxue, I finally found you." Yan Longxing thought of the situation when he met Dugu Aoxue in the maple forest, and he said to her. However, he did not wait for the joy of the cold and beautiful woman.
He didn't wait for the other party's smile like a blooming flower. What he waited for was a cold and charming face. The unfamiliar eyes and the faint aura of being thousands of miles away made his heart feel slightly irritated.
pain.
He pinched the empty wine glass in his hand. Could it be that the problem with his state of mind came from Dugu Aoxue? Dugu Aoxue is a cold and beautiful arrogant, while Yan Longxing is arrogant from the bottom of his heart. He regards all the people in the world as vulgarity,
And he is the one who dominates this world. He cannot tolerate any flaws in his body, and he cannot tolerate the slightest feeling of alienation from the woman who once traveled with him side by side.
Fighting for hegemony in the world and being the best in the world are all what he wants. When he comes to this world, he will let himself prove himself again. Ye Yinfeng, he doesn't know why, but three words welled up in his heart,
And these three words made him have a violent impulse. For some reason, when he thought of these three words, he immediately wanted the other person's life. He almost killed Ye Yinfeng last time, if not
Due to the arrogance in his bones, there must be no such young man in blue shirt in this world that makes him feel like a stick in his throat.
Shaking his head, Yan Longxing still discarded those distracting thoughts in his inner strength. What about Dugu Aoxue, what about the world, and what about the four ancient martial arts sects. They will not be stepped on by him at that time. In his mind
The discomfort and disgust he felt began to slowly dissipate, and his eyes were shining even more. His mood improved, and it seemed that all this was not so important, and the low-alcohol bad wine started to drink.
It doesn't feel like drinking water anymore.
Zhong Jianhong didn't know that the flawless young man in white clothes opposite him was engaged in a battle between heaven and man. But at this moment, he only felt that the young man in white clothes in front of him seemed to be a little different. But he was just drinking by himself.
He was sitting there and didn't pour a drop of wine for the young man in white. It wasn't that he didn't want to pour it, but he had heard the young man in white say that all the wine in this world tasted tasteless. When the time comes, he would brew that kind of real wine.
Here comes the wine.
Using the blood of the most beautiful woman in the world and the most precious fairy fruit in the world, this kind of wine is brewed to be the best drink in the world. Of course, Zhong Jianhong doesn’t know if the young man in white across the street has brewed this delicious drink in the world.
He didn't know if he would be lucky enough to drink. But he thought it would be good to be able to drink such a jar of wine in Maplewood Town. After all, this is a borderland, a mountainous and deserted village, and people can die at any time.
of.
The autumn rain is like a belated beauty. Under the accumulation of dark clouds, it finally comes. The thin autumn rain weaves into a large and soft net. The net comes with endless chill and chill, and the rain brings a few...
Coming with a gloomy breath, the rain is light and floating, just like the meandering steps of the beauty.
Zhong Jianhong looked at the drizzle outside the thatched house. The slanting rain splashed in, bringing with it a chill. Although he, as a martial artist, was not afraid of the cold chill, he felt that in this desolate wilderness town,
It was good to meet such an autumn rain with a chilling aura. Then, he was surprised to see Yan Longxing filling himself a glass of bad wine alone and drinking the wine in one gulp. In the end, Yan Longxing could not say a word.
Without saying anything, he left the wine shop alone.
In the autumn rain, the figure in white gradually merged into the drizzle that turned into a net. The figure was still elegant and spotless. I saw that the white figure stepped step by step, already several feet away.
, and in the blink of an eye, he disappeared from Zhong Jianhong's sight. "Hey, domination in the world, drunkenness and beauty, are not the dreams of men in this world. But why did you choose another path?" Zhong Jianhong's voice became louder and louder.
It came lower and lower, so low that only Qiu Yu's voice could be covered up. But the shopkeeper of the wine shop thought that the young master in golden robe was drunk, so he couldn't help but glance at the young master in golden robe. In the blink of an eye, he said,
Only to find that the young man in white and the young man in brocade robe had disappeared, but there was a shining silver coin on the dark wooden table.
An autumn rain followed by a cold spell. With the addition of this autumn rain, the climate in the frontier became colder and colder. This autumn rain chilled Yan Longxing to the bottom of his heart, but it also made him feel like he was reborn. This autumn rain made Yan Longxing's heart tremble.
Autumn rain made Zhong Jianhong feel inexplicably. Killing people under the autumn rain should have a different feeling, but the common people in Fenglin Town were frowning because after this autumn rain, they would face a competition.
The cold wave is an even more terrifying disaster.
An autumn rain and a cold, thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, thousands of scenery, don't let your son be alone outside the fortress, the iron horse is exchanged for withered bones.