The Youth Dream of Wen Shu Qun He Hui

- Who are you?who I am

The raging fire burned the inn to ashes, Hongxia weeping blood, and the screams one after another were engulfed by the fire. In the cold and biting snowy night, the fire spread with the wind, increasing instead of decreasing, illuminating the dark night brightly.

The moment Fang Xiezhen rushed into the warm pavilion, he was suddenly knocked out of the window by huge resistance. His hand was as soft as cotton, and his body was as hard as iron. , volleyed and jumped onto the tile eaves opposite.

The black shadow in the room disappeared, and his chest was aching, but the iron fist that seemed to be swung out of desperation had no killing intent.

Fang Xiezhen hadn't had time to think about it, when the fire broke out suddenly, and the sound of an explosion came from the backyard, and the entire inn was instantly engulfed in flames.

The heat wave hit his face, Fang Xiezhen closed his eyes, took a few steps back, squatted halfway on the roof, stretched his arms and swung the broken wood and broken beams that hit him head-on, his pupils reflected the fire, and his expression gradually cooled down. At this moment, Fang Xiezhen What are you thinking?

After a few months, experiencing this helpless misery again, watching dozens of lives disappear before his eyes, what was Fang Xie really thinking?

The almost crazy heat melted into the blood, and he stared at the ferocious flames, as if a wild beast was roaring and venting!

Fang Xiezhen moved his eyes suddenly, he stood up, faced the wind, and looked at the night sky reddened by the fire.

The white robe screamed, his heart seemed to sink to the bottom of the valley, the clues were cut off at this moment, did everyone in the inn die?

Do not!Absolutely not!

Fang Xiezhen closed his eyes suddenly, and the scene when he first entered the inn appeared in his mind, and the fresh faces were filtered one by one, but when he stood in front of the warm pavilion, someone disappeared.

How could a living person suddenly disappear?

Where did that person disappear from?

Who is the man in black in the Snapper?

Is there any connection between him and the old man with the fish basket on his back?

Fang Xie really thought about it a lot, but didn't have an answer to many of them.

When he opened his eyes and was about to fly away, a sneer suddenly came from behind him.

"Are you going to leave now?"

Fang Xie really didn't look back, he glanced at the sky, his hands were already covering the sword, he was sure that the person behind him was a master, at least not much worse than him.

"If you don't go, why don't you just wait and see that place burn to ashes?"

The man got up, brushed the white snow off his buttocks, and walked to Fang Xiezhen with a frown.

Fang Xie could really see clearly that this was a young man with thick eyebrows and starry eyes, at most six or seven years older than himself, and the black clothes fluttering in the wind, he was the man in the warm pavilion.

This young man with no murderous intent, what do you want to do by calling him at this moment?

Fang Xie really didn't want to think about it, because he was not curious, but the young man in black also picked up the conversation at the right time.

"I thought you would rush in to save people. At first I thought you were a friend of mine."

Fang Xiezhen pursed her thin lips slightly, the fire in her eyes burned more intensely, and the dark fire became colder.

"I didn't have time to save it, but you saved me."

"With your lightness kung fu, at least you can save four or five people. I saved you because of my friend."

"Sometimes, knowing that saving is impossible, it is better to choose revenge and bet your life like that."

The young man in black held his chin with his thumb, followed Fang Xiezhen's eyes, looked at the burning fire, his brows were twisted into a knot, he could understand Fang Xiezhen's actions, but felt that this seemingly indifferent young man , too indifferent.

He put his hand down, put it on his waist, curled his lips, and sighed, "As expected, there is only one God of Wealth, and it doesn't look like it."

An elusive emotion flashed in Fang Xiezhen's eyes after hearing this, and now he can almost confirm the identity of the young man in black.

He smiled, took off the washed and faded blue cloth from his wrist, carefully wrapped the sword, and said casually: "It's a pity that there are two gods who caught Mr. Shen. Who am I, the hero, I must be to wash Mr. Shen Injustice comes."

The young man in black was dumbfounded. He looked at Fang Xiezhen in amazement. He couldn't help but shake his hand pointing at him. He suddenly stomped his feet and said angrily, "Your mouth is very similar to that of the God of Wealth. You are right. , I came here for that old bastard, but unfortunately the whereabouts of that old bastard is unknown, and there is no way unless the fake is caught alive!"

Fang Xiezhen nodded, and didn't care who I was before. His movements were gentle and slow, his expression focused, and he was thoughtful: "The tragedy in the Nuan Pavilion is due to that counterfeit?"

Who am I to snort coldly, and replied: "Who else can there be except him, but I haven't seen clearly how he killed people, he is simply not like a human being!"

Fang Xiezhen's expression was slightly chilled, and he asked again: "Who is the person in the warm pavilion?"

Who am I and sighed in a deep voice: "The housekeeper of the Xijia Village in East Jidong is also the uncle of the current owner, Xi Fenggu."

Fang Xiezhen squinted his eyes, and said flatly: "Xijiazhuang will not sit idly by."

Who am I suddenly raised my head and said: "You mean that old man may have gone to Xijiazhuang?"

Fang Xiezhen shook his head, and pondered: "If you want to put the blame on Mr. Shen, why bother to keep your mouth shut? Wouldn't it be good to let those people in the world spread the news?"

Who am I who always hates thinking about these annoying things, but now he hates why Fang Zhenmei is not here even more.

He sat back on the ridge of the roof as if discouraged, staring blankly at the sword wrapped in blue cloth in Fang Xiezhen's hand, his brows were twisted into a knot again.

"Since you use a sword, why don't you come out with a sword?"

Fang Xiezhen was taken aback by who I was asking, but when he looked back suddenly, his thousands of thoughts were messed up.

"I don't want to kill people."

Who am I nodded: "Killing people is indeed not a pleasant thing. Maybe the old man just wants to kill people, and it's not as complicated as we thought."

Fang Xie was really surprised: "Where did Mr. Shen go?"

Who am I shrugged: "I don't know, what I know is that the old thing had a big fight with a young man before he disappeared."

Fang Xiezhen asked, "What kind of young man?"

Who am I lowered his eyes and said: "White clothes, with a sword, Shenbi's sword."

Fang Xiezhen's pupils shrank suddenly, and he suddenly understood why some people said he was a member of the Power Gang, and he also understood that this game was set up for him!

So why him again? !

Shen Taigong's disappearance is just the beginning, Xi's family management is just a cover, how can the revival of the power gang be so simple.

Cui Lueshang should have expected these things a long time ago, since he had expected them, why did he push Fang Xiezhen into this pit of fire?

Fang Xiezhen was panting heavily, his hand was out of control, and he held the Miehun Sword tightly.

I don't know when the fire will gradually disappear, like a star-like flame, like a shy girl waving her hands and dancing.

Fang Xie really smiled, his cold as frosty smile was full of murderous intent, but in an instant it was as indifferent as a distant mountain, as if he didn't care about everything.

Who am I to look at him quietly, watching his expression change from pain to indifference.

In the eyes of others, it may be pain or anger, and only those who know him can know that it is the sadness from the bottom of my heart.

It's rare that I didn't continue talking. The punch in the warm pavilion could have caught Fang Xie's life by surprise.

But the moment he met those eyes, he withdrew his strength and only pushed him out of the window.

At that time, he thought of Fang Zhenmei, such a young man would not be so cruel.

A strange silence spread between the two of them, and in the end who am I smiled wryly and shook his head: "You couldn't have been tricked into coming here, could you?"

Fang Xiezhen looked back: "If I say yes, will you believe it?"

Who am I to spread my hands: "I believe it, but will you believe it yourself?"

Fang Xiezhen's eyes flickered slightly, and he said firmly, "I don't believe it."

Since you don't believe me, why didn't Cui Lueshang come as promised?

Who set up the formation for whom, and what kind of blow it was, made people feel at a loss.

Two whose life?your life

No one in Jiangnan knew about Liu Wu, and Cui Lueshang was not surprised that Liu Suifeng had such a residence outside Jiangning Mansion.

The bamboo house built with green bamboo, all decorations are made of bamboo, before entering, you can smell the elegant fragrance and intoxicating meaning.

Drunk is because of wine.

There is more than one jar of wine, and there are various wine vats buried in the snow.

Cui Lueshang's eyes lit up, he was a little excited and a little nervous, he smelled a familiar smell in these wines, and it was also the smell of wine that he hadn't drunk for many years.

Rouge tears, how could Liu Suifeng have warm rouge tears?

Liu Suifeng crossed his arms leisurely, Yizhu watched Cui Lueshang find the jar of wine, tears of rouge are actually not hard to come by, is there anything in the world that Director Liu Wu of the Power Gang can't get?

Rouge Tears, to Liu Suifeng, is just a jar of wine, but to Cui Lueshang, it carries many childhood memories.

"Yanzhilei, this wine is not easy to get, I wonder where Manager Liu got it from?" Cui Lueshang held the small jar in his hand, turned to look at Liu Suifeng, and asked.

Liu Suifeng looked from Cui Lueshang's face to the wine jar in his hand, and pursed his lips, as if he had searched something in the database in his mind.

He laughed and said: "In the past, there was a gift from a senior who was reluctant to drink it. If the third master likes it, we will drink this altar today."

Cui Lueshang has no doubts, even if he doubts, he can't confirm the truth. He has always been reluctant to dwell too much on the past, and as the dusk gradually sinks, he thinks that after drinking, he might be able to go to the Laifu Inn in time.

Cui Lueshang didn't take it seriously, and smiled casually: "I won't be polite to Mr. Liu, just drink from this altar!"

Liu Suifeng smiled slightly, pushed open the door and invited Cui Lueshang to enter.

The furnishings in the room are as simple as Cui Lueshang imagined, one bamboo table, three bamboo chairs, one bamboo couch, two bamboo tables, and the most common tea set is also made of bamboo.

Liu Suifeng is really a person who knows how to enjoy, he can always make himself more elegant and live a happier life.

Cui Lueshang put Rougelei on the table, interlaced his fingers, his eyes turned back and forth following Liu Suifeng's movements.

The twilight had already set in, the falling snowflakes turned white, and the slanting plum blossoms were fragrant. Cui Lueshang really wanted to know whether those things in the capital were done by the power gang, but he knew that Liu Suifeng would not take the initiative to mention it.

Now, what he needs to think about is how to drink this wine, and how to drink it to know the answer he wants.

Liu Suifeng was rolling up his sleeves and placing the wine jar on the small stove, the gentle flames were swaying with the cold wind pouring in from the window.

Liu Suifeng glanced at Cui Lueshang, lifted his robe and raised his legs, and sat down casually. His unrestrained appearance really matched his appearance.

Cui Lueshang blinked and said with a smile, "Just now, Director Liu was waiting for me?"

Liu Suifeng smiled: "I wasn't waiting for you, but it's not too bad to be able to wait for you."

Cui Lueshang rubbed his nose with a wry smile: "If I had known this, I really shouldn't have accepted this invitation!"

Liu Suifeng leaned on the table with a smile, and said calmly: "It seems that I missed the important matter of the third master again."

A few years ago, when they first met Liu Suifeng, Cui Lueshang missed the opportunity and was plotted against, but was saved by Liu Suifeng.

Cui Lueshang didn't know why Liu Wu wanted to save him at that time, and he didn't know why Li Chenzhou turned a blind eye at that time. The details, even now, still feel creepy when he recalls them.

For Liu Suifeng, it would be more appropriate to say that Cui Lueshang is a friend, rather than a prey under his control.

Cui Lueshang is not a fool, and a fool can't be one of the four famous arresters, but Cui Lueshang is very good at pretending to be a fool, so after being targeted by Liu Suifeng, he can still live and live leisurely.

He originally thought that the Power Gang had long since ended, but he never expected that he would meet Liu Suifeng on the seventh day after learning that the Power Gang had made a comeback.

At this time, Cui Lueshang really couldn't laugh or cry, he shook his head for a while, and then he responded to Liu Suifeng's words: "It's not that the big event was delayed, I had an appointment with Brother Fang to drink [-] cups, I couldn't resist the temptation, so I came here .”

After hearing this, Liu Suifeng's eyes shone like fire.

What did Liu Suifeng remember?

He smiled and picked up the wine on the stove, poured two cups, and then said: "It must be Fang Xiezhen."

Cui Lueshang tasted the long-lost mellow fragrance by himself, and it was not surprising that Liu Suifeng would know that Fang Xie really existed. He smiled and squinted: "As expected of Director Liu, I can't hide anything from you."

Liu Suifeng picked up the wine glass between his fingers, and was not in a hurry to drink, but just smiled lightly, his eyes were as gentle as water waves.

"I'm looking for him too, but I want him to come to me."

"What?" Cui Lueshang's expression changed suddenly, and an ominous premonition spread in his heart, "As far as I know, Brother Fang and Director Liu have never met, let alone have nothing to do with each other."

Liu Suifeng sighed softly as if regretting, his voice was more gentle like a spring breeze, but it made Cui Lueshang shudder.

"That's why I want him to come to me. After all, I still have something to do with you."

Cui Lueshang was startled, and suddenly laughed out loud, holding up the wine jar and gulping down the wine until it bottomed out.

He casually threw the jar on the wall, and the cracking sound sounded like a nightingale's cry, which was touching.

Cui Lueshang stepped on the bamboo chair, leaned lazily on the back of the chair, his smile became brighter, and he also praised sincerely: "Good! As expected of Manager Liu, although I don't know why you want to find him, but I can accompany you You wait here for him."

Liu Suifeng suddenly drank the wine in his glass, the tenderness in his eyes was intoxicating.

Cui Lueshang's words were completely in his expectation. He was not ignorant of what happened in the capital these few days. He hoped that the crime would be more serious.

The long-lost rivers and lakes, the bleak half of his life, and Mr. Liu who has been idle for too long, how could he let go of this opportunity.

The smile in his eyes deepened, Liu Suifeng brushed off the slightly melted snow, and said, "I believe in your brother Fang, I won't let you down."

Cui Lueshang's Zhanran eyes revealed a little expression, he wiped off the wine stains on his stubble, and clicked twice: "I'm curious why you are looking for him."

Liu Suifeng suddenly shrugged: "We'll know then, if the third master finds it boring, how about we make a bet?"

Cui Lueshang smiled immediately: "Waiting for the sake of waiting is indeed boring, and betting also requires a bet."

Liu Suifeng nodded, took out the thin book from his sleeve, opened it casually, and there was nothing there.

Cui Lueshang was puzzled, but he didn't ask, he watched Liu Suifeng take the pen and ink, and wrote only three words: No return for defeat.

There is no return to defeat, what do you mean?

Could it be that these things were really done by the power gang? If so, wouldn't Brother Fang's life be in danger!

Cui Lueshang's face was scorched, and he was about to speak, but Liu Suifeng said with a smile.

"If I lose, the name of Power Gang will never appear in Jianghu martial arts world again."

Cui Lueshang's heart trembled, he stared at Liu Suifeng's eyes revealing endless tenderness, but he couldn't see what he wanted to do.

He suddenly thought of Li Chenzhou, Liu Suifeng's remark must be sure to win, but can Li Chenzhou tolerate Liu Suifeng's betting on the future of the power gang?

Cui Lueshang didn't believe it, and he wouldn't believe it in anyone else.

As a bet, you can only bet with things of the same value, let alone a bet with Liu Suifeng.

Cui Lueshang thought for a while, and finally only wrote three words on the notebook according to the law: repay with life.

The power gang is Liu Wu's fate, so what is Cui Lueshang's fate?

If you chase your life, there will be a day when you will pay your life.

No one expected that day to come, and the bet was on another person's life.

Does Fang Xiezhen still have the life to find this place?

What did Liu Suifeng want from Fang Xiezhen?

What would be something more important than the Power Gang?

Cui Lueshang swallowed the wine that had just been warmed, and the food was tasteless.

He was a little guilty, his rare mistake made Fang Xiezhen deeply involved, but he didn't know that this was the game that had been laid out early in the morning, and it would be someone else if it wasn't him.

Concern is chaotic, it seems that something that should have emerged immediately is being hidden by the unconscious.