startled autumn

It's not that Shen Zhiqiu didn't think about seeing him again.

Ten years ago, he came here like a fairy entering the mortal world, attracting wind and rain from all directions, and then he left with a wave of his sleeves, leaving Yancheng desolate, and also buried the unclear grievances and resentments between him and Shen Zhiqiu. hatred.

He used to be Shen Zhiqiu's best friend, and even the person Shen Zhiqiu liked wholeheartedly. He owed Shen Zhiqiu a sword and countless explanations, and then snatched Feng Qiu sword. After ten years, there was no news.

Shen Zhiqiu thought that he could remember every detail of him, but when he really stood in front of Shen Zhiqiu, even the outline was blurred in his memory.

"Who are you?" Shen Zhiqiu asked blankly.

Lu Zheliu: "..."

After a while, Shen Zhiqiu said again: "You have changed a lot."

Lu Zheliu was taken aback for a moment, then smiled lightly and said, "How have I changed?"

Only one sound of sword sound was heard.

The shadow stepping sword came out in response, the sword light was as bright as the Nine Heavens Milky Way, curled up with fierce murderous aura, Shen Zhiqiu stepped on the emptiness and turned into reality, paddling along the ripples of the lake, but jumped in front of Lu Zheliu in an instant.

The sword force came with wind and thunder, making people unable to avoid it, and it pointed directly at Lu Zheliu's heart!

Even Lu Zheliu, who is as nimble as a snake, couldn't keep up with the speed of this sword. In an instant, his eyes locked, and he held the Hanluan sword at his waist to block forward, and the scabbard happened to meet the shadow pedal. The tip of the sword, when the two collide, there seems to be a strong wind howling, calling out the sound of gold and jade.

However, the Shadow Stepping Sword just stopped, and the tip of the sword did not advance an inch.

Shen Zhiqiu: "Fifteen, your sword is slow."

Ten years ago in Yancheng, Lu Zheliu pretended to be Fang Hezi, who was amazingly talented. Although Shen Zhiqiu's sword was fast, he had never been able to push him back to such a situation. Get rid of it, and then fight back. When Lu Zheliu faced Shen Zhiqiu, he didn't even have time to draw his sword.

The smile on Lu Zheliu's face gradually cooled down.

"I haven't changed." He said softly, "Shen Zhiqiu, you have changed."

Shen Zhiqiu withdrew his sword with his backhand, and said solemnly: "It has been ten years since I left Yancheng and joined Mo Yi by chance. My sword level is naturally higher than before."

"Yeah, you're always lucky." Lu Zheliu sneered, "I met me ten years ago, and I taught you how to cultivate both sword and qi; later, I met Xiao Shaoling, who taught you swordsmanship and brought you into the sword. The No. [-] sect of the sect; now it has even courted Han Bi...Shen Zhiqiu, how many nobles are there in your fate? Call them all out for me to meet."

Shen Zhiqiu: "You are different from them."

How can a person who is deep in the city and has other plans from the beginning compare with someone who treats him sincerely?

Lu Zheliu smiled and said: "That's right, how can I compare with your young master Han Bi at my humble age?"

Only then did Shen Zhiqiu feel inappropriate, and frowned, "You know Han Bi?"

Hearing this, Lu Zheliu raised his voice and laughed and said, "What? Didn't your Mr. Han tell you that he and I are very close friends, and he admired me very much when he first met me. He not only gave me expensive gifts, but also sent me The high price is just to buy me a pair of calligraphy and painting, and we will talk about everything... Oh, it is true that he has never mentioned the name Shen Zhiqiu to me, and he probably doesn't care much about you."

These words were extremely provocative, but Shen Zhiqiu didn't take it seriously, and just asked: "Fifteen, what exactly are you trying to lie to him?"

The person standing in front of Shen Zhiqiu had a cold heart and blood. It was impossible for him to communicate with anyone, not even Han Bi.

He became friends with Shen Zhiqiu because he wanted Feng Qiujian.

He and Han Bi are friends, and the only explanation is that Han Bi has something he wants.

"Shen Zhiqiu, it's been ten years, and you still have the same problem with your mind." Although Lu Zheliu was smiling, there was a hint of irritation in that smile, "Don't suspect that Han Bi is using you to save his life in danger, But you came to ask me what I wanted to lie to him? Do you know who Han Bi is? Would a person with his background be sincere? Do you just believe that he won’t lie to you?”

"I believe." Shen Zhiqiu repeated firmly, "I am willing to believe."

Shen Zhiqiu knows that he is not smart, and sometimes he is reckless.

However, there was always a scene lingering in his mind. At that time, the setting sun was melting gold outside the window, and Han Bi in the carriage looked soft, and then smiled and said to him: "You have become my friend, so you can't go back on your word." At that time Han Bi's expression seemed to be smiling slightly, and his tone was very casual, but his eyes were very serious, so serious that Shen Zhiqiu couldn't raise any doubts.

He is Han Bi's friend, how could he ruin his promise based on someone else's half a word.

"You...do you still believe me?" Lu Zheliu asked suddenly.

Shen Zhiqiu was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head.

The two fell into a long silence.

As a result, Shen Zhiqiu was the one who spoke first this time: "Where is the Fengqiu sword?"

When he said this, his right hand was already clenched on the hilt of the Shadow Step sword. The distance between him and Lu Zheliu was only three steps. With his current attainments, the distance is only one sword away. Therefore, although the sword has been retracted, The deterrence remains undiminished.

Lu Zheliu smiled and said, "Do you want to return to Feng Qiujian?"

Shen Zhiqiu said solemnly: "This is my dead mother's funeral, so naturally it cannot fall into the hands of others."

"I can return it to you." Lu Zheliu gave him a deep look, "It's just that I want you to exchange Han Bi's life."

As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Zhiqiu raised his head, with an expression of disbelief on his face.

At this time, Han Bi, who was in the center of the discussion, was sipping tea with the white banquet in his spare time.

Bai Yan was wearing plain clothes, which was rare, and sat opposite Han Bi with a dull expression, and said, "Young Master Han, you have been visiting my Qishan fairyland for many days, how do you feel?"

Holding the bone fan in Han Bi's hand, he gently squeezed it in his palm, and said with a smile, "Although Mount Qi is secretive, there are many wonderful things about it."

"Oh?"

"Especially the Fengluan Terrace." Han Bi lowered his eyes, as if recalling the joy of the day, "The girl Zhu Heng inside is very close to me."

Bai Yan's expression remained unchanged, and he responded calmly: "Zhu Heng is my wife, and she is usually ashamed to see people, so I can only ask Mr. Han to come to Fengluan Terrace more often, and enlighten her for me."

When Han Bi heard this, he felt very strange, Bai Yan talked about Zhu Heng in such a distant tone.If an ordinary man hears that other people are very fond of his wife, no matter how he feels about his wife, he will definitely feel unhappy in his heart.

Bai Yan did the opposite, and even hinted that Han Bi would go to Fengluan Terrace to play with Zhu Heng more. It can be seen that he really had no sympathy for Zhu Heng. Then he thought about it, since Bai Yan could How could Zhu Heng be kept in his heart if he gave Zhu Heng to others as a plaything to win over the nobles?

Han Bi: "I'd rather be respectful than obedient."

After a long silence, Bai Yan suddenly smiled: "Young Master Han, you can really hold your breath."

Han Bi immediately knew that he was talking about the meeting between Shen Zhiqiu and Lu Zheliu.

"People always have to bow their heads under the eaves." Han Bi shook his head, "Besides, if you want to attack Shen Zhiqiu, you will have thousands of ways, and I can't guard against it no matter what... The most important thing is, If he wanted to kill him, he would have killed him long ago, why should he see this side."

"Shen Zhiqiu? You are willing to tell the truth." Bai Yan laughed.

When Han Bi and Shen Zhiqiu were trapped in the tunnel at the beginning, he knew that the Fuluan Sect had colluded with Lu Zheliu, and he also knew that Lu Zheliu and the Fuluan Sect wanted to kill Shen Zhiqiu ten years ago. If he is alive, it is inevitable that he will not hurt the killer. Therefore, he casually referred to Shen Zhiqiu as his manager, Han Banbu, in order to save his life now, and to hide it for a day later.

However, when Lu Zheliu asked to see Shen Zhiqiu, Han Bi knew that Lu Zheliu didn't want to kill him, but Han Bi didn't know the purpose behind this move.

"Their old friends reunited, presumably at this time they were talking very happily, so it's only natural that they want to dismiss me, and don't want me to disturb them."

At this time, Han Bi clearly noticed that when he said the word "happy talk", Bai Yan's jaw line tightened slightly.

What is he enduring?

Bai Yan snorted without emotion: "In our eyes, Shen Zhiqiu is no different from a dead person. In fact, he should have died a long time ago."

Han Bi was still smiling, but his eyes suddenly sharpened, and suddenly he said in a low voice, "It sounds like the leader and Lu Zheliu have known each other for a long time."

Bai Yan kept silent.

Han Bi continued to smile and said, "I have only known Lu Zheliu for a few months, but I know quite a lot about his experience in the capital. Would you like to hear about it, Master?"

Bai Yan still didn't answer, but he also didn't object.

Han Bi picked some trivial things, such as Lu Zheliu praised a certain famous calligraphy, what color of clothes he often wore, where did he like to drink tea, and some comments from the people of the capital about him. He kept talking, and said whatever came to mind, until Han Bi himself felt bored, but Bai Yan still listened silently.

In the end, Han Bi sighed: "I used to regard him as a friend, but I didn't expect him to plot against me."

Bai Yan was finally willing to speak, but when he opened his mouth, he explained: "Mr. Han is serious. If Mr. Lu hadn't been able to connect with him, how could we have the conversation we have today?"

These words were extremely shameless, but Han Bi did not refute them, but just smiled and said, "This statement is justified."

After drinking a cup of tea, and the hot water on the side had cooled down, Bai Yan stood up and went straight out: "It's time for you to meet him too."

When Bai Yan and Han Bi walked to the edge of the lake, they could already see Shen Zhiqiu and Lu Zheliu facing each other under the plane tree on the island in the middle of the lake.

Lu Zheliu took a glance from the corner of his eye, and saw Han Bi's figure in his eyes, and said with a smile, "Mr. Han, you came just in time."

Han Bi was confused, so he had to glance at Shen Zhiqiu, only to see that he turned around immediately with a look of bewilderment.

Han Bi: "Shen Zhiqiu, come here."

When Shen Zhiqiu was called out like this, he first listened to him habitually, and took two steps towards Han Bi, then seemed to think of something after a while, looked at Bai Yan and shook his head, "I, I'm not Shen Zhiqiu."

Knowing that he was being stupid again, Han Bi waved at him and said, "Now everyone knows that you are Shen Zhiqiu, be obedient and come here."

Shen Zhiqiu was about to step on the water and go ashore to look for Han Bi, but he heard Lu Zheliu chuckle and said loudly, "Mr. Han, Zheliu has not seen you for a long time, and I miss you very much."

Willow? !

"You are... Lu Zheliu?" Shen Zhiqiu said in a deep voice.

Lu Zheliu smiled and said, "I only have one name now, and that is Lu Zheliu."

Chipei's guest teacher, Lu Zheliu, is the mastermind behind spreading rumors about his senior brother Xiao Shaoling, and he also uses the incident of Ren Songnian to try to bring Mo Yi into injustice. Not only that, he also plans to kidnap Han Bi with the Fuluan Sect...it turns out , Lu Zheliu is fifteen?

Why did he do this?

Shen Zhiqiu suddenly found that ten years later, this person was still like a thick fog transformed from a shadow, always shrouding his surroundings.

"Zhiqiu." Lu Zheliu's tone was gentle, but his gaze turned into a sharp arrow, and he shot straight at Han Bi on the shore: "Feng Qiujian and Han Bi's fate, you choose one."