See Jiangshan

The top floor of the library is the highest point in the south of the mainland.

If you look out of the window, you can see the faint light of the galaxy above your head, the shadow of the majestic buildings of the college under your feet, and the lights of thousands of households in Nanyang City in the distance.

The better your eyesight, the farther you can see.

When the building was first completed, scholars liked to see the surrounding scenery.

Through the floating clouds, you can see the white snow on the top of the sword pavilion in the mountains, the ridge beast on the majestic palace of the imperial capital, and the city wall that separates the wilderness from the snowy area.

Now I'm tired of watching it, so I just play chess with others.

His opponent held the black, trapped and killed Bai Zi until the end of the mountain, but he didn't accept it, and said slowly: "You are restless, so don't play it yet."

The young scholar sighed: "I always feel that Song Juefei will come to Nanyang City again."

The black-clothed swordsman asked scoldingly, "Have you made up your mind?"

The scholar touched his nose: "Intuition."

The man in black said: "You saw with your own eyes how cruel he was when he performed the blood escape technique. It makes no sense to pay such a high price and return to throw himself into the trap."

"Yes. Maybe I'm thinking too much."

"Thinking about it all day long!"

The scholar was not annoyed when he was reprimanded, he casually messed up the black and white pieces on the chessboard into a pot of porridge, and said with a smile: "Not only nonsense, but also nonsense. How do you win this game now?"

The man in black was speechless: "...what a real gentleman, just a scoundrel."

This scholar is Hu Xing, vice president of Nanyuan, and Yi Zhi is his nickname.The name of the black-clothed swordsman is Chu Lanchuan, and all Nanyuan students call him the court judge.

They have very different personalities, but they are similar in age and realm. They jointly manage the college, play chess, watch flowers, drink tea, and gamble against each other in their spare time.

The judge was resetting the chess pieces one by one, when suddenly a spring breeze blew up, the breath was disturbed, the lights in the room were chaotic, and lotus shadows flickered.

The expressions of the two changed slightly, and they got up at the same time.

"Someone is entering the city, and they are in a hurry."

"About ten people, from the north... people from the imperial capital?!"

Nanyang City is the largest city in the southern states, and the political affairs in the Ming Dynasty are under the jurisdiction of the imperial court, but the core of the city defense formation is presided over by Nanyuan College.This supreme right also means taking on the responsibility of protecting Nanyang's safety.

The formation center is located on the top floor of the library, where countless auras of heaven and earth converge, and one can most keenly perceive the changes in the aura in the city.

All great practitioners of high realm, if they don't want to cover up their aura when they pass by or visit, they will definitely touch the aura line of the ubiquitous formation.Therefore, they usually send a letter to inform the college in advance, so as not to be regarded as bad intentions.This is a customary rule.

At this time, the formation was a warning, and someone entered Nanyang at night, coming fiercely.

Hu Yizhi looked out of the window: "Anyway, I don't play chess anymore, and I'm just idle, let's take a look?"

The court judge picked up the knife and said, "Are you recovering from your injury? Wait here, I'll go."

After saying that, he flew to the window and jumped down.

Straight into the roof of the sky, his figure was hidden in the vast sea of ​​clouds with the help of the strong wind.

***

The candlelight is faint, illuminating a corner of the table, and it also falls on the child's delicate eyebrows and eyes.

Zhu Liu closed the book and rubbed the space between his eyebrows.

It was already very late, even if my brother met Gu Xuejiang or Xu Ran in Xishi, and they had dinner and conversation, he never came back so late.

I have to find him.

He put on his clothes and opened the door, the spring day and night wind came blowing in his face, and he stopped suddenly when he walked into the courtyard.

In the silence of the night, all kinds of sounds can be heard clearly, the sound of leaks in the house, the sound of the wind blowing on the branches, the chirping of insects and birds, and the sound of footsteps.

Footsteps from all directions.

So he didn't move forward, but turned to the back kitchen.

Go touch the hatchet.

***

Cheng Qianrenzhujian knelt on the ground, covered in blood, his vision blurred.

When the crimson whip shadow struck with terrifying power, he couldn't do anything, every inch of his bones seemed to be crushed, and he exhausted all his strength to hold himself up.

The energy was violent, the forehead hair was cut off, the cheek was pierced with fine wounds, and blood oozes out.

In the nick of time, a sword light suddenly pierced his eyes, and Cheng Qianren subconsciously closed his eyes for a moment.

He only heard a crisp clang, and when he opened his eyes again, a long sword lay between the tip of the whip and his eyelids, within a millimeter's reach.

The face of the sword was bright, reflecting his bloodstained eyes.

Flipping the back of the sword, the long whip was shaken away.

Ning Fu came back with the sword, Shi Shiran landed in front of Cheng Qianren.

Song Juefei withdrew his hands, the wheelchair automatically moved without wind, and approached two steps: "Are you willing to come out?"

Ning Fu also fed Cheng Qianren a elixir sideways, and slowly replied: "You and I have a grudge, why should we hurt other people's lives?"

Cheng Qianren swallowed hard, but felt that this person was not his boss.

How can the boss stand so straight?Talking so serious?

Song Juefei was in a trance for a while.This is Ning Fu Huan.

In 16 years, he left the mountain and lived in seclusion without using weapons.

But when he holds a sword in his hand, the sword is still the same sword, and the person is still the same person.

This made Song Juefei feel bad.

It seems that no matter how many years have passed, it is still the same year.

He clenched his long whip tightly, his fingertips turned white: "Why did you refuse to tell me about the murder of your teacher? I won't ask you. I just want to ask you one last question. In the past 16 years, have you half regretted it?"

Ning Fu still looked down at the sword, and said indifferently: "No."

Song Juefei laughed back angrily: "Okay, okay, today I will kill you to avenge my teacher!"

The long whip rose again, with a fierce momentum, Ning Fu sent Cheng Qianren under the corner table with a backhand palm, and at the same time flew to meet him.

The force of this palm was gentle, maybe the elixir had started to take effect, Cheng Qianren felt the severe pain all over his body eased by half, only the burning pain in his chest remained.

The pain made him feel alive, thinking it was better than being unconscious.

Leaning against the corner, he felt the wall shaking violently behind him. However, there was a square table blocking his view, and he could only see dust and stone chips falling, whip shadows and sword lights intertwined and chaotic.Hearing the rapid and piercing clang again, it seemed that the beams of the house were affected by the energy, and they might collapse at any moment.

Suddenly he heard Dong's muffled snort, he must have been injured, but he said: "Junior brother has improved in cultivation, it's just that the whip is too bad."

At this time, are you still talking and spreading hatred?

Cheng Qianren clenched his sword tightly and poked his head out from under the square table.If the boss dies, none of them will survive.

He went to see the two of them despite the terrifying pressure, and saw that although Song Juefei was sitting in a wheelchair, he could advance and retreat freely without any hesitation.

Ning Fu still spat out a mouthful of blood, and still had a look of innocence: "If you want to use a sword, I would have died long ago. Where's your Rin Frost Sword?"

He dodged the angry whip, and the whip hit the roof slightly, and the uva burst, breaking open a big hole, and the night wind howled in.

Ning Fu also took the opportunity to jump out, Song Juefei slammed the table, flew up with chairs, and then broke through the roof, the small shop was finally overwhelmed, and half of the wall collapsed.

Amidst the ear-shattering roar and the smoke of rubble, someone took his arm, Cheng Qianren turned his head, it turned out to be Gu Xuejiang.

Gu Er pulled him up: "Let's go."