Huafa Luoyang

Xun Luo was at a loss for a moment, wanted to help him, but was afraid that he would suddenly shatter, so he hurried to the couch and didn't dare to move.But Zhuang Jiuyao raised his head, watched him curl his lips, and said something softly.

Xun Luo didn't hear clearly, so he bent down and put his ear to his mouth, but he didn't say anything.He had no choice but to carefully lift him up, and said softly, "I'll heal your wounds."

Zhuang Jiuyao shook his head with difficulty, Xun Luo frowned, carelessly stroked his palms on his back, and felt his body was like ice through a layer of underwear, and his hands were so cold in summer.But his whole body was drenched again, and his rain-drenched coat had already been taken off.

Slowly pouring his true energy into the void, Xun Luo looked at him in disbelief, Zhuang Jiuyao seemed powerless to stop him, so he could only let him move.

Close your eyes and send your zhenqi forcefully again. This time, as soon as it entered his body, you hit something, and the zhenqi bounced back immediately.Xun Luo withdrew his palm in a hurry, but he couldn't react quickly, and rushed to his chest in a gust of anger.

He froze for a moment and vomited a mouthful of blood.

Zhuang Jiuyao let out a light snort, not knowing what he was laughing at, lifted the quilt and was about to stay on the bed, as if he wanted to go back to his room.Xun Luo dragged him back, but he slapped his shoulder on his back, and easily broke free from his restraint.

Then he staggered a few steps and stood firm, covered his chest and clenched his teeth, saying: "Don't catch up." He left Xun Luo's room.

Unexpectedly, he was in such pain, but his strength was several times stronger than usual.

Normally, Zhuang Jiuyao obviously has no skill, Xun Luo can be sure, but the palm just now seems to have only used three points of strength, and he was able to knock him away when he was not defending.

Xun Luo stretched out his hand to caress his shoulder, and stood on the side of the couch in a daze, pursing his lips tightly.

The night was silent, except for the sound of dripping rain.

It was daylight.Xun Luo didn't sleep all night, and now he finished washing, but he didn't dare to go to see Zhuang Jiuyao.In the end, Qi Yun, who was still unaware, came over and planned to invite the two of them to have breakfast together, Xun Luo followed behind him without showing any trace, and waited for him to knock on the door next door.

Zhuang Jiuyao opened the door and came out, his face was a little pale, but he couldn't see any clues.

After breakfast in the West Courtyard, Qi Yun went out for a while, and came back to tell Xun Luo: "What happened last night, someone just said that it turned out that two assassins sneaked in here, but unexpectedly, Big Brother Fang went out temporarily. That's why Sister Shisha was hurt. That assassin is also stupid, he can't even beat Sister Shisha, and he still wants to assassinate Big Brother Fang, it's a fantasy."

Xun Luo glanced at Zhuang Jiuyao calmly, the latter was very indifferent, and just asked casually: "Have you found the assassin?"

"Found it." Qi Yun nodded, Xun Luo was surprised, and heard him continue, "Fang Si found two corpses at the edge of the forest this morning, with wounds on their bodies, all of which were cut by Sister Shisha's dagger, but it was not serious. , both of them died from the cessation of their meridians."

After Qi Yun left, they sat silently for a long time, and finally Zhuang Jiuyao said "Let's go", and the two of them shared an umbrella, left Wu's house, and walked slowly towards the suburbs.

Wu's house is right on the edge of the city, and after a while, they walked into an open place, and saw only green grass around them, rolling towards a low hill in the distance, and a small road stretched to the distance.Eyes are wet green.Zhuang Jiuyao said casually: "The end of Pingwu is Spring Mountain."

The plums were ripe and returned to Chunshan, Xun Luo was silent for a while before asking: "Brother Wei made it?"

Zhuang Jiuyao nodded: "For Qingcheng, it's not difficult to pretend to commit suicide, so as not to spread the news that the assassin killed the assassin, causing people to panic."

Xun Luo pursed his lips slightly and just looked at him like that, waiting for an explanation.Zhuang Jiuyao sighed softly: "I was outside last night and overheard two men in black discussing something, saying they wanted to kill Wu Shuiyan. I sent a signal to Qingcheng and hurried back."

"Can you still hear such confidential news in the place of fireworks?" Xun Luo raised his eyebrows.

Zhuang Jiuyao had no choice but to say, "Okay, I can't be fooled by looking for a hero. I was wandering outside, but when I saw it was raining heavily, I passed a small dilapidated temple and got in. Unexpectedly, two men in black came behind me, so I hid It's on the top of that dilapidated temple. Those two men in black are also stupid, they look around and don't look at the roof."

Xun Luo's tone was light, his eyes were indifferent, but there was a hint of threat in his words: "Then why did Fang Si come after you, but not the man in black? Are you going to save people or kill them?" If you can’t tell the difference, then Wu Shuiyan can always tell the difference, right?”

"It's not that I didn't chase the man in black." Zhuang Jiuyao glanced at the distance, leaned close to his ear, and said mysteriously, "Just chasing me is the most important thing. After all, I'm an assassin, they don't expect outside."

Although the umbrella Xun Luo was holding was not small, but after all, they were two big men, they were already close to each other, and when Zhuang Jiuyao moved forward like this, the bitter taste of the herbs kept lingering on the tip of Xun Luo's nose.

He was taken aback for a moment, trying to ignore Zhuang Jiuyao's warm breath when he approached, and asked, "Did you change your mask when you went out? Has anyone seen your face clearly?"

Zhuang Jiuyao stretched out his hand to catch the rainwater from the umbrella, and shook his head contentedly: "What mask do I wear when I go out to have fun? Just because those bastards want to see me clearly? Didn't I practice my ability to escape for nothing? Unfortunately, last night , also wearing dark clothes, only Wu Shuiyan saw it."

Xun Luo took a breath, Zhuang Jiuyao saw him silent, and relieved his heart: "Wu Shuiyan is a smart person, she knows what to do. She can't believe anyone now, and Fang Qin's wealth and life are all in Fang Qin's hands. If you don't believe me, for the sake of my tip-off last night, you still have to temporarily cover me up."

"Are you wondering why I have to take care of this?" Zhuang Jiuyao tilted his head to see his expression.

Xun Luo didn't answer, he frowned, and said to himself: "Because saving people is the mission given to me by heaven."

Ghosts believe him.Xun Luo raised his eyebrows again, Zhuang Jiuyao squinted his eyes and smiled: "Because I can't get used to Fang Qin's respectable family, I wanted to catch him as an excuse to watch the scene. Who knew that he really fell into my hands and even hired a murderer to kill his wife Tsk, the throne of the martial arts leader cannot be handed over to this kind of person, maybe he is secretly colluding with someone. As a son and daughter of the rivers and lakes, the whole martial arts is at stake, how can I just sit idly by."

Xun Luo: "..."

If he just said that he just wanted to watch the excitement, Xun Luo would still be able to trust him.

After all, he still couldn't ask, the bloody smell that appeared on his body every half a month, and the sudden illness and internal strength last night.

Zhuang Jiuyao acted too normal, as if it was Xun Luo's hallucination.

The two were watching the rain in the suburbs. At the same time, Fang Qin returned to Wu's house after finishing his work outside.

On the way, he received the news that Wu Shuiyan had been assassinated, got off his horse and galloped to the house, seeing Wu Shuiyan lying on the couch with tears in his eyes.

Men don't shed tears lightly, the iron-boned young head of the Qishan faction wanted to shed tears for his wife, and everyone in the room was moved.

He rushed to the side: "I'm sorry Shisha, my husband is late."

Wu Shuiyan smiled softly: "It's okay, I'm fine."

"What's going on?" He turned to look at Fang Si, "Didn't I tell you to take good care of her?"

Fang Si lowered his head and didn't dare to speak, Wu Shuiyan grabbed his hand: "Husband, don't blame them, it's because I didn't defend myself, and the injury wasn't serious."

"What's going on?" The tone was urgent.

Wu Shuiyan reached out and touched his face, with a gentle expression on his face: "My husband is the future leader of the martial arts alliance, so it's okay to make people jealous. I just didn't expect that the two groups of enemies would get together. It seems that the relationship between the three The room seems to be hostile too, if it wasn't for this, husband, you probably wouldn't be able to see me."

She was about to cry as she spoke, but Fang Qin was taken aback for a moment, unable to ask further questions.He just lowered his head and thought about it, did the other person really come to kill him?

Before he could think about it, Wu Shuiyan called him from the side, and he came back to his senses: "What?"

Wu Shuiyan looked at him: "Are you tired? Are you done with the matter?"

Fang Qin touched her face again: "Don't be tired, don't worry, everything has been taken care of. You have a good rest, I haven't seen my father and mother-in-law when I come back, I will go to greet them first."

Wu Shuiyan nodded, and when he left and everyone in the room retreated, he reached out to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and stared at the couch embroidered with acacia embroidered expressionlessly.

In a blink of an eye, it was already 28, and Nangong Changyang, who had been out of touch with the world for a long time, arrived at Wu's house.

The Nangong family, a family of martial arts, has produced many capable people for generations, but insists on not establishing a sect. Up to now, there is only this old man left.Nangong Changyang's beard and hair were completely white, and his face was calm and majestic. His face carved by wind and frost always revealed a trace of fortitude that should not be taken lightly.

Hearing that the old leader was killed, leader Wu was also poisoned to death, although he no longer has the heart to meddle in worldly affairs, facing Ye Qishan's invitation, he has no choice but to set an example for his elders.

Those of their generation who are well-known in the Jianghu are dead and hidden. Apart from him, there is no one left.

He didn't come here just to sit in town, to show the fairness of the competition, and at the same time, he said that martial arts has inheritance.And tell the newcomers in the arena that the old ones are always watching you.

29 On this day, after continuous cloudy and rainy days, it turned sunny, and the sun shone brightly from the early morning.

A temporary school field has been circled around the city, and the competition platform has already been set up.Since Wu Baixing was elected as the leader of the martial arts ten years ago, this is the first time that such a large-scale conference has been held.Among the grassy mountains and forests, everyone who thinks they have the ability and is willing to fight, all of them are under this stage.

Nangong Changyang sat at the back of the high ring, and Wu Shuiyan and his brother, who were the representatives of the host, stood behind him.

Hong Zhong's voice spread throughout the school grounds: "I hope everyone will remember that the competitions are all voluntary, and you can just go to the end. But if there are inevitable casualties, gangs and families should not seek revenge and cause trouble."

Nangong Changyang stopped talking, and Wu Shuiyan announced the start of the competition on his behalf: "Heroes, let's compete here."

The rules of this competition are extremely simple, whoever can stand to the end in the arena will be the leader of the Wulin who will dominate the Wulin in the Central Plains.

Those who really wanted to play a little bit, none of them were willing to play in the morning, so there was a situation of stepping on sandbags.That is to say, each sect and faction first sent some not-so-top disciples to play, which probably meant to throw a brick to attract jade.

As soon as Wu Shuiyan finished speaking, a burly man with a spear in his hand turned onto the stage, followed by a young monk with a crescent shovel in his hand. After saying "please enlighten me", the two began to fight.

The stage went up and down one by one at an extremely fast speed.Zhuang Jiuyao was bored watching, and suddenly glanced at Qi Yun beside him, and said with a smile, "Little brother Qi, those people in my stand can't beat you."

Qi Yun looked at him in shock, Zhuang Jiuyao asked again: "Are you afraid of getting hurt?"

"Of course I'm not afraid." Qi Yun replied immediately.

"Then it's over. Children have to practice and practice. Remember not to fight hard. If you can't beat it, you will admit defeat. There is no shame in it." Just as Zhuang Jiuyao finished speaking, another person was thrown down from the stage.

Before Qi Yun could answer, Xun Luo lifted the back of his neck and threw him forward.Qi Yun reacted very quickly to perform lightness kung fu, and drew out his two knives at the same time as he landed on the ground, which can be regarded as heroic.No one could see that he was thrown onto the stage.

The two people in the audience who watched the excitement didn't think it was a big deal—Xun Luo folded his arms, as if he wasn't the one who just stretched out his arms and threw someone, and Zhuang Jiuyao even yelled loudly.

"Please enlighten me!" Qi Yun clasped his fists together, before the ceremony was finished, the opponent had already made a move.

The opponent used short-handled double hammers, Qi Yun retreated a few steps to attack with the scimitar, remembering in his heart what his master and Zhuang Jiuyao kept reminding him, not to fight hard, but to overcome strength with softness.

The first battle was fought hard, and the opponent's last move, the double hammer, was almost thunderous.Qi Yun was so shocked that he let go of the scimitar with both hands, and grabbed it behind the hammer.

The blade was left and right, one empty and one solid, the curved blade in the right hand just crossed the opponent's tiger's mouth, and deflected the attacking move cleanly.

Zhuang Jiuyao put his hands on Xun Luo's shoulders with a smile, and commented without backache: "I'm enlightened."

Qi Yun defeated three more people one after another, and everyone in the audience discussed, all of them were amazed at this young man's physique.Qi Yun himself was also a little dazed, and stared blankly at the two people below the stage, Zhuang Jiuyao grinned at him, then turned to look at Xun Luo: "What have you been doing to this kid these days?"

"It's nothing." Xun Luo hooked the corner of his mouth, "It's just that I took apart the most widely used method among the four sects and explained it to him."

He paused for a moment, as if he felt that it was not good to take credit like this, and added: "He has a good understanding."

Zhuang Jiuyao clicked his tongue lightly, before he could speak, a light figure jumped up in front of the stage.A beautiful woman wearing a light yellow double-breasted skirt stood on the stage: "Little brother has a good foundation, I'll meet you."

As soon as the voice came out, Xun Luo's body froze suddenly.Zhuang Jiuyao leaned on his shoulder with his elbow, but at this moment he couldn't help but lift it up slightly, and looked at him in surprise.

Eye expressions can be deceiving, but body reactions are far more honest.

Xun Luo's face was still calm, but Zhuang Jiuyao felt his whole body tense up suddenly, a posture ready to exert strength at any time.