The Youth Dream of Wen Shu Qun He Hui

a suicidal

Night, deep and terrible.

The roof split in two, and the entire station collapsed.

Fang Xiezhen watched the back of who I was taking advantage of the chaos to leave, and couldn't help but frowned. He naturally saw who I was pulling the wrong person, but he couldn't stop it.

The old man holding the fishing rod was sitting opposite, gravel, tiles and dust were all over the place, only this area was not affected.

The old man was sipping a glass of water, and Fang Xiezhen looked at him with grief, indignation, and sarcasm, but without much passion or shock.

The sword light suddenly lit up at this moment.

The person standing had no time to react to what was going on, but saw the white clothes suddenly.

Fang Xiezhen jumped to the southwest corner, the sword light flashed like lightning, hissed shortly, and the ambush soldiers fell to the ground.

The cup in the old man's hand suddenly cracked, and the tiles pierced into his hand. The old man's fishing rod moved, but it was still as stable as Mount Tai. A strange smile overflowed from his mouth. He half lowered his head, as if looking at the fishing rod on his lap .

What's in the basket?Only the old man himself knows.

The old man didn't seem to care how many of them Fang Xie really killed. He couldn't see Fang Xie's real figure clearly, so he simply didn't look at it.

The standing pawns either abandoned their swords and fled, or raised their swords to fight.

Fang Xie really floated to the ground, and he glanced at the night sky, with a gloomy and resentful look in his eyes, as if he had to draw out his sword out of necessity, which was a very sad gesture.

Pulling up the silence of thousands of years, Su Xue is eternally worried.

The stars are just right, and the moonlight is charming.

Jian Guang rose again.

How could it be Jian Guang?

How could the sword light be so powerful!

Jian Guang flew up.

The sword glows brightly.

Jian Guang is lonely and sad.

Everyone in the money gang feels heart-piercing pain.

It is clear that the sword is not close to him, and it is clear that Fang Xiezhen is still standing far away.

Bricks and stones flew up, and there were no corpses hidden under the stones.

Fang Xie was really red-eyed, and wherever the sword pointed, he let out a scream.

The old man couldn't laugh anymore, he waited for a long time in order to see the flaws in Fang Xiezhen's sword technique.

There will never be flawless martial arts in the world, but the price is too high to see Fang Xie's real flaws.

Under the moonlight, the bloody shirt in white, with the skirt half open, exuded a faint murderous aura, like a ghost chasing after life.

With the tip of the sword pointing down, the ground was stained with blood beads, and the biyan sword exuded a strange blood light.

Fang Xie really walked towards the old man step by step.

The old man lowered his head, as if there was some treasure in the fish basket, and his ferocious smile revealed endless killing intent.

"My name is gold and silver."

Fang Xiezhen's thin lips were tightly pursed, and the line of her lips revealed firmness like a sword.

He didn't speak, the old man said again.

"You killed so many of us, I have to kill you too."

Fang Xiezhen twitched his eyebrows, and smiled in a low voice, which made the sarcasm even stronger.

"I thought you were looking for death."

Jin Shiyin stuck his bony right hand into the fish basket, he bared his sinister white teeth, and smiled strangely.

"Why didn't you die?"

Fang Xiezhen was already standing in front of Jin Shiyin, with only a square table between them.

He hoped that the jade pillow point where gold was silver, and that a single swing of his sword could kill him and avenge those who died in vain.

Fang Xiezhen didn't move, he saw Jin Shiyin's hands groping in the fish basket, and he didn't seem to have any plans to act rashly.

He was thinking, who am I, have I escaped safely?

He was wondering if Xi Qiuya heard the sound transmission.

But he said: "You should die too."

Jin Shiyin laughed loudly, and suddenly swept back dozens of feet with the stool.

Fang Xiezhen felt his eyes go dark, and a dense net descended from the sky, covering each other so that he couldn't see clearly what happened outside the net.

This net is the one that killed Xi Fenggu.

This big black net has a rancid smell.

There are countless thumb-sized cup worms wriggling in the seams of the layers.

This is a black and terrifying, sticky and greasy cup worm, which makes people's stomachs roll and they want to gag.

The bloody cup mother on the top of the net seems to have sucked too much human blood and might fall off at any time.

Fang Xiezhen's pupils shrank suddenly, his lips lost their color, his cheeks were pale, and the tip of his sword trembled a little.

This net is constantly shrinking inward, if caught by this net, there is only one dead end.

The voice of gold and silver came from outside, making the atmosphere even more eerie: "Fang Xiezhen, who do you think you are! Can you escape from my net? Hahahaha!"

Fang Xiezhen looked down at the sword in his hand, and moved his eyes to the bottom of the black net. The slender fishing line was facing outwards, and the fishing rod must be connected to it.

If you don't stare at the thinness of the fishing line deliberately, no one will care about it.

It's strange that no one in the Nuan Pavilion uncovered this loophole that day. Fang Xiezhen asked himself, given the situation at that time, if he was in the inn, he might not be able to figure out the reason.

Things are often like this, the authorities are confused by the bystanders.

Fang Xiezhen was in deep trouble at this moment, if he wanted to break through the formation, he could only go up to him and cut off the shredded fish, so he was in danger of being possessed by the cup worm at any time.

The poison of the cup worm is unpredictable, Fang Xie really dare not unleash his sword rashly.

He closed his eyes intently, the corners of his lips curled up in a stunning arc, and the string of blood dripping from the tip of the sword outlined a tragic picture.

Like a blooming red plum, and like the smile left by a beauty before she dies.

Fang Xiezhen caressed the sword with his index finger, and said lightly: "I am not someone, I am Fang Xiezhen."

The mouth of the net gradually tightened, and Fang Xiezhen sighed softly. This was the second time he was caught by the net, and he seemed to have an inexplicable fate with the net.

The strange laughter of gold and silver sounded again. He raised his arm and pulled the fishing rod, and the speed of tightening the net neck gradually accelerated.

At this critical moment, Fang Xiezhen did something suddenly.

An unexpected thing.

The sword light flew up like a meteor.

The square wooden table was instantly split in half.

The sword energy was as fast as the wind, and Bailian Bimang lifted the table outwards, hitting exactly where the gold and silver were.

Jin Shiyin raised the rod suddenly, the black net loosened for a moment, and then quickly tightened inward.

Taking advantage of the moment when the net was loosened, Fang Xiezhen held up the Soul Extinguishing Sword, let out a loud chirp, swooped upwards, and stabbed the mother of the cup fiercely.

The cup mother was stabbed and burst, and black blood splattered all over the moment. The cup worm attached to the net stuck to the blade and squirmed towards Fang Xiezhen's wrist.

Fang Xie really held back his true energy, his blood was churning, and he decided to abandon his sword.

How can a swordsman give up his sword!

Abandoning the sword is sometimes to save the sword.

The sword is the life of the swordsman.

No matter what, the soul-destroying sword will not destroy his own soul.

Fang Xiezhen opened his hands together, and there was a strong air current in his palms. Driven by his inner strength, the Miehun Sword went straight into the sky, and the black net was torn apart.

Fang Xiezhen fell back, twisted his body, jumped up on the table, and dropped the sword in his hand.

A palm that contained strong inner strength was slapped out.

Gold is silver tappets.

Two strands of true energy collided with the fragile fishing rod.

Gold and silver should not be underestimated, and Fang Xiezhen's forehead was covered with sweat.

Insects are everywhere, and it is not easy to stay here for a long time.

Fang Xie really bit his lower lip, glanced at the ground, and moved his dantian.

The right hand holds the sword flower.

The cold light is like snow, brilliant and dazzling.

The green sword flew away.

Brazenly using the sword as a hidden weapon.

Cunning is like gold or silver, so how can you be tricked.

Jin Shiyin raised his hand to hold the blade of the sword, laughing endlessly.

Fang Xiezhen also laughed, he seemed to know that gold and silver would soon be unable to laugh, and there was sympathy in his eyes.

After a while, Jin Shiyin really couldn't laugh anymore, his face changed drastically, he suddenly withdrew his palm, and hurriedly threw the Miehun Sword away.

Fang Xiezhen flew to catch the sword, and Miehunjian regained its former glory, but Jin Shiyin fell to the ground.

He pointed at Fang Xiezhen tremblingly, opened his cloudy eyes in disbelief, and hissed, "You! You! You!"

After you wrote, he couldn't speak anymore. Fang Xiezhen approached Jin Shiyin, picked up the branch, and pushed his curled fingers away.

The tip of Mie Hun's sword cut his palm, and the venom of the cup mother also penetrated into the blood, and this toxicity occurred very quickly.

Whether gold or silver died in Fang Xiezhen's hands, or in his own hands?

Fang Xiezhen dropped the branch and set fire to the station.

Fire can destroy everything, including worms all over the floor.

The fire illuminated the night sky and illuminated the white blood shirt.

At this moment, Fang Xiezhen seems to have become that little Luoyang magic star again, which is daunting.

Fang Xie really restrained his killing intent, and he walked slowly towards the river.

He needs a good bath and a good sword.

The slightly cold wind brushed his loose hair, and a low laugh was carried in the wind.

It was a very gentle smile, but it forced Fang Xiezhen to stop.

The wind was cooler, and the smiling person was talking lightly.

"Fang Shaoxia really doesn't forget the old master, does he think that no one will know if Master Xi is transformed into Young Master Chi?"

"It's a pity, it's a pity that Master Xi is still too immature, and your painstaking efforts were wasted."

"Otherwise, I'm not sure I'd really let him escape."

talk in february

The moonlight was hidden by the cloud, and the stars also looked a little lonely.

Without the moonlight, who are the stars dancing for?

Fang Xiezhen didn't seem to have heard these words. He looked at the stars all over the sky with a serious look as if he was admiring a natural picture scroll.

He turned his back to the visitor, and his slightly sad eyebrows revealed his worry at the moment.

Xi Qiuya seems to have fallen into the enemy's hands, and it is impossible to guard against him.

The visitor smiled, and he walked out from behind the tree with his hands behind his back, his blue and white robe fluttering slightly with his steps.

The handsome face is charming, and the gentle smile is like a spring breeze.

Liu Suifeng's good looks are different from Fang Xiezhen.

If Fang Xie is really the idle clouds over there, the white snow on the high mountains, and the plain waterfalls.

Then Liu Suifeng is the flying catkins, the melting snow in early spring, and the elegant eagle.

These two peerless men both have looks that make it difficult for women to look away.

Standing together is undoubtedly very pleasing to the eye.

These two indifferent people have different moods.

Whether it is true indifference or fake indifference, what kind of sparks can be created when such two people meet?

Liu Suifeng looked at the wind and clouds, and couldn't help but admire: "Your swordsmanship is very good, and your lightness kungfu is also very good. If you were born more than ten years earlier, you may be able to compete with Xiao Qiushui."

Fang Xiezhen pursed his lips, and pulled the corners of his mouth lightly: "I'm afraid it's not a good thing to be praised by Manager Liu."

Liu Suifeng couldn't deny it, and stepped up to Fang Xiezhen's side, standing side by side with him, he smiled and said: "I didn't want to come to see you at this moment, Jin Shiyin is the deputy leader of the money gang, you removed it for me." Big trouble, I should thank you."

Fang Xiezhen snorted, and said lightly: "I don't need to thank you, and you have never been worried."

Liu Suifeng's heart moved, and then he turned to look at Fang Xiezhen's side face carefully, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he smiled inexplicably: "I can't see that you know me so well."

Fang Xie really didn't seem to notice this line of sight, and was still admiring the starry sky, so he shouldn't have asked, "Where is Xi Qiuya?"

Liu Suifeng smiled and asked lightly: "What do you think?"

The wind was very light, and Liu Suifeng's voice was even softer.

Fang Xiezhen seemed to feel an indescribable coolness, and even the wind became heavy.

Fang Xiezhen frowned slightly, showed his face suddenly, and said casually: "You are not going to kill him."

Liu Suifeng smiled, couldn't help clapping his hands and said: "You really know me very well, I won't kill him, let alone kill you."

Fang Xiezhen never liked to go around in circles. The river was right in front of him. He squatted down to wash the Miehun Sword and the dirty blood.

The blue long sword swept the water, blooming a charming brilliance.

Fang Xiezhen didn't say anything. When he knew that Liu Suifeng had no intention of killing him, he didn't want to say anything more.

Liu Suifeng didn't care either, and looked down at the Soul Extinguishing Sword. The light was very similar to the green blade that he never left. Unfortunately, the green blade had already been entrusted to his only apprentice——Liang Xiang.

Liu Suifeng's eyes darkened slightly, he smiled casually, and even the wind calmed down, he suddenly asked: "You don't want to know the whereabouts of Zhui Ming?"

Sure enough, Fang Xiezhen's back trembled slightly, and the action of washing the sword also paused for a moment, and asked back: "Is it in your hands to chase life?"

Liu Suifeng sighed regretfully: "He was originally a guest at my place, but unfortunately I can't seem to keep him."

Fang Xiezhen got up suddenly, the sword swung and the water splashed everywhere, crystal clear and cool, and the water rippled slightly.

He said coldly, "You want to take me to see him?"

Liu Suifeng blinked: "Are you willing to come with me?"

Only then did Fang Xiezhen turn around and look at Liu Suifeng, his eyes were clear, fearless and indifferent.

With the sword back in its sheath, Fang Xiezhen raised his chin slightly, and raised a cynical smile: "You invite me, why don't I go?"

Liu Suifeng raised his eyebrows, and said, "Heroes are born young, and young heroes are so courageous."

Fang Xiezhen shifted his gaze slightly, looked at the fire in the post station, his eyes flickered, and said with a smile: "But I have to take a bath first, and I have to be apprenticed to Qiuya."

Liu Suifeng took a closer look at Fang Xiezhen's blood-soaked appearance, and nodded: "Fang Shaoxia really needs to be cleaned. It's easy to say, follow me."

At the beginning of the sound, when the wind blows over the leaves and bows their heads, Liu Suifeng has disappeared.

Liu Suifeng, as his name suggests, can really come and go like the wind.

Fang Xiezhen's eyes lit up, and he jumped up the moment Liu Suifeng swept past him.

In the night sky, the moon rises again, under the stars, among the trees.

The blue shadow is as light as the wind, and the white shadow is as light as a feather.

The two figures rose and fell at the same time, sweeping away tens of feet.

One is romantic and suave, and the other is unrestrained and unrestrained.

One leaves no trace, and the other suddenly disappears.

Blue and white are intertwined, and they all go east, without body shape, as if they have never been here before.

three rare peace

The hot spring is dense, and the curling smoke dyes the white snow.

The blood all over his body was washed away, his eyes were foggy, and the pleasant water temperature made Fang Xie really feel comfortable physically and mentally.

Fang Xie hadn't run around like this for a long time, and Fang Xie was really tired beyond words.

When he really saw Liu Suifeng, he didn't panic anymore, maybe he wasn't afraid of Liu Suifeng in the first place, but he just cared about Cui Lueshang.

Fang Xiezhen raised his arms to stir up a puddle of water, hesitating to hear the sound of small footsteps outside the door, he could think of who was outside.

Fang Xiezhen sighed slightly, got up and wiped off the water droplets on his body, carefully put on the blue coat, put on the white robe casually, raised the sword, put on his riding boots, and walked slowly to the door.

Fang Xiezhen's clothes are just like his own, clean and tidy, with a touch of meticulousness, but also revealing an indescribable chicness, with wet hair loose and hazy.

The man outside finally couldn't help it. The moment he reached out to push the door, Fang Xiezhen opened the door.

The person who came was Xi Qiuya.

Xi Qiuya frowned, suddenly slammed his fist at the wooden door, and said in a loud voice, "It's all my fault, and it caused you to fall into Liu Wu's hands!"

Fang Xiezhen raised his eyebrows, but said: "Why didn't you follow who am I?"

Xi Qiuya blushed, and hesitated a bit: "I saw him pulling a little girl..." Xi Qiuya paused, and then said, "I hid out according to your order, but I didn't expect the people from the money gang to chase after me. , I used the Dream Broken Knife out of desperation, and was caught by Fourth Uncle's people..."

Fang Xiezhen nodded, tied the sword around his waist, and said lightly: "It seems that your luck is not very good."

Xi Qiuya couldn't help stomping his feet: "Who am I, I'm too dishonest, and I'm too aggressive in a critical moment."

Fang Xiezhen smiled and said, "There is nothing wrong with falling into Liu Wu's hands now, it just saves us energy."

Xi Qiuya still frowned, and said: "I think it's very strange that he rescued me from the pursuers, but he didn't mention the Dream Broken Knife, and let me come and go here freely."

Fang Xiezhen thought for a moment, then lazily said: "When we get to Hanying Castle, we will see for ourselves."

Xi Qiuya asked in surprise, "He's going to Hanying Castle too?"

Fang Xiezhen smiled: "He will definitely go."

Xi Qiuya was stunned, and suddenly felt that everything was connected together.

No wonder Fang Xie was really willing to come back with Liu Suifeng, no wonder he was safe and sound in Liu Suifeng's hands.

Fang Xiezhen looked at Xi Qiuya's suddenly enlightened appearance, and knew that there was no need to say any more.

He breathed a sigh of relief lazily, walked around Xi Qiuya and walked out, but he heard Xi Qiuya ask.

"Where are you going?"

The corner of Fang Xiezhen's mouth moved slightly, and he couldn't help smiling bitterly: "Go to sleep."

Xi Qiuya coughed lightly and stopped asking.

These days are indeed too tense.

After these few days of ups and downs, Xi Qiuya has grown a lot compared to before. After crossing this hurdle, maybe he will have a day when he will be alone.

The evening wind blew off the floating snow, Liu Suifeng opened a window, watching the two figures leaving one after another, the smile on the corner of his mouth became more and more peaceful.

Accompanying Li Chenzhou to retire for many years, at this moment he wants to devote himself to this game seriously and to his heart's content.

In Liu Suifeng's eyes now, Fang Xiezhen and others are much more interesting than Xiao Qiushui who is full of benevolence all day long.

The calm after the storm.

Sleep peacefully on calm nights.

Is the calmness of this night just to set off the stormy tomorrow?