[Sword Three] [Huayang] Continues

Yang Yiran's feet were locked and he couldn't move, and he almost forgot that he was still holding the strings of the piano and could hide and hit.

There was a crisp sound of "pa", as if a stone flew up and brushed against the edge of his sword impartially. The tip of the sword deflected and the momentum slowed down slightly, giving Changge an opportunity, and the clear shadow flashed to another place.

Mu Chenfeng's sword move was cut off abruptly, but he was already close to the range of sound. He seemed to pause after slamming into the air, and retreated in time to avoid the trap set by Changge and landed. With a nod between his eyebrows, the fierce murderous aura that had arisen just now dissipated without a trace.

Yang Yiran was very surprised by this change. Although he couldn't take advantage of it, he at least avoided it. When he moved his shoulders, he realized that he was dripping with cold sweat and stuck to his clothes all over his back.

After a slight pause, Mu Chenfeng returned to his original state. He leaned against the tall spruces and hid and came out.

Yang Yiran's vocal range defended himself, and gradually reversed the disadvantages, but he also injured a few places, so he had to consider suppressing the opponent. Seeing Mu Chenfeng showing his head, he quickly pulled out a sword from behind the piano. Three feet green peak.

"People who are good at Changge, once they enter the Valley of the Wicked, they only know how to hurt people with back arrows." Guo Yunfang just fell hard, and he didn't know when he rushed over. After a rough look, he pointed at the phantom of Changge who was meditating on the spot. He greeted him with a punch, and lifted his chin in the direction of Mu Chenfeng.

Mu Chenfeng understood, and pushed away Yang Yiran's sword shadow, and the blade flashed towards Guo Yun's target.

Mu Chenfeng's Zichen Sword was extremely powerful, and Yang Yiran felt bad, so he had to bite the bullet and prepare to take that blow because his gestures were too weak, but unexpectedly, he handed over a shield from the diagonal stab, and blocked all the attacks with a "bang".

Yang Yiran was taken aback for a moment, and after realizing it, he jumped into the air quickly, and when his voice range fell, he looked at the figure below and said anxiously: "Why doesn't the governor leave?"

"It's safe to evacuate, you will be mad if you come here." Xiao Fan answered briefly, swept his shield and threw Guo Yun, who was punching, to the outside. look elsewhere.

Seeing Xiao Fan's iron shield not leaving his side, Mu Chenfeng put away his sword, quickly stood with Guo Yun, and said softly: "Xiao Fan only defends and does not fight, which is not good for us."

Before he finished speaking, there was a sound of strings in the forest, and a carp from the beggar gang jumped up, narrowly avoiding the arrow that sank into the ground.

Mu Chenfeng propped up the barrier luckily, the bowstring rang twice, Guo Yun jumped away with a curse, chopped off the arrow with a wave of his palm, landed on Xiao Fan who held up his shield and spat: "You gang of vicious dogs know how to play tricks , I still don’t know where to call, let your Tangmen dolls spot on, grandpa is here.”

Guo Yun scolded, but Xiao Fan didn't change his face, and looked up to show contempt: "Beggar, listen to me, you can do whatever you want to achieve the same goal. Evil people do evil, and they don't bother to brag about themselves."

"Bah, you have the face to trample on people's lives for evil." Guo Yun spat again and raised his fists again.

Yang Yiran's hearing is excellent, and he heard the small footsteps in the forest, and hurriedly said: "Overlord, pursue soldiers."

"Sorry they dare not come." Xiao Fan replied almost with a smile.

"But Mu Chenfeng..." Yang Yiran was not reconciled, and wanted to urge Xianyin but didn't dare to take it lightly.

"Let's go, you can't kill him." Cang Yun signaled Changge to go with him, took the Mo Dao but not the shield, and slowly retreated under the watchful eyes of Guo Yun and Mu Chenfeng.

Guo Yun was about to jump forward, but was pulled back to the original place by the sound field under his feet, and when he stepped forward again, Mu Chenfeng quickly pulled him back.

"There is more than one Tang Sect, don't lie in ambush." ​​Mu Chenfeng shook his head at him regretfully, and slowly withdrew his sword.

The sky was slightly brighter, and the shadows under the tall fir trees were heavier. Xiao Fan cast an arrow in the dark. Whoever chases whoever is stupid, Guo Yun understands this, which makes him even more unhappy. On the ground, he sighed harshly: "Just let Xiao Fan go like this, the young master Ye Rong will definitely jump back and forth."

After passing Louyun Ridge is Wangjiang Cliff, and behind it is Sun Moon Cliff. Not to mention the identity of the owner of the cliff is unknown, the wicked rely on several cliffs to occupy the terrain, and it is not easy to take it like Wolongpo.

Mu Chenfeng glanced lightly at the thick and dark clouds in the direction of Sun Moon Cliff, and suddenly turned around and walked towards one place.Seeing this, Guo Yun hurriedly followed, and before he could ask, Mu Chenfeng had already flown to the front with light kung fu, and stopped after traveling for a while.

"Brother Mu, what are you doing?" Guo Yun poked his head and clearly saw the broken wall in front of his floating clothes, he couldn't help but be speechless, "Xiao Fan can't catch it, and you can't jump off... hey..."

Mu Chenfeng didn't wait for him to finish, he really jumped down, his white robe stretched out like a swan, and he fell to the ground with light steps, and showed his waist card to dissuade the surrounding swords.

The cliff below is not like Louyun Ridge, and the riverside covered by mist is actually full of lights—it is the camp of Zhengdaotang.

Guo Yun almost fell down, and managed to use lightness kung fu so as not to fall too badly. He got up and wiped it off. The wine jug he was carrying was broken, and the wine spilled all over his body. He glanced at the cliff next to him, and jumped in distress. : "Mu Chenfeng, you come to Zhengdaotang to say something!"

"Governor Xiao is attacking near Zhengdao Hall, there must be reinforcements behind him." Mu Chenfeng looked back at Guo Yun, but stopped when he saw behind him, and then showed a confused and surprised expression.

Guo Yunshang was heartbroken about his good wine, so he caught sight of his expression, and his curiosity drove him to turn around. Unexpectedly, he met the person's eyes, and the other person's phoenix eyes were slightly angry and full of hostility.

His gaze was menacing, Guo Yun hurriedly took a step away, and found that the man in the long-haired black shirt seemed to be a thousand flowers, his complexion was pale, his eyes were dark, and he was sitting upright with his hands tied and his mouth gagged. .

"You——" Guo Yun squatted down again, hesitated a few times, and still stretched out his hand to tear off the cloth strip covering his mouth. After seeing his face and the fiery red earrings clearly, his expression became as shocked as Mu Chenfeng's and puzzled: " Brother Mu, why are your friends here?"

"Who are you?" Jiang Yuhan was blunt at the first sentence, looking at Guo Yun still full of hostility.

"No, I...you..." Guo Yun pointed at Jiang Yuhan, unable to argue, and went to see Mu Chenfeng for help, "He...do you like him?"

"He's not." Mu Chenfeng drew his sword, stepped forward and broke the rope in Wan Hua's hand: "Get up and talk."

Jiang Yuhan was free, and stretched out his hand to Mu Chenfeng. Although he was tired, he showed tenderness towards him, "How are you? Did Wolongpo take it?"

"No, I said...Jiang Yuhan, we have known each other for half a year, lived together in Cangshan Mountain, and lived together for more than ten days, you don't recognize me?" Guo Yun leaned forward and glared at him, but the latter turned a blind eye.

"He has a bad memory." Mu Chenfeng repeated what he said earlier, and handed the hilt of the sword to Jiang Yuhan.

Jiang Yuhan grabbed his wrist instead: "Chen Feng, do you know him?"

Mu Chenfeng frowned slightly, but still pulled him up: "He is Guo Yun, think about it."

"I don't know." Jiang Yuhan gave a straightforward conclusion, and went to help the pulse on his wrist. His face sank, and he took Mu Chenfeng's shoulders under Guo Yun's stunned gaze, and blamed him, "I'm angry with others again." gone?"

Mu Chenfeng's face was still cold, and it should be commonplace for him to do this, without any superfluous expression, he said noncommittally: "What's the matter with you?"

"The boat I was following ran aground and happened to come to the Zhengdao Hall. Since it was a force of the Haoqi League, it was moved by the way for City Lord Ye. The City Lord was afraid that I would be troublesome, so he threw it here." Jiang Yuhan roughly explained , suddenly fell silent.

Who knows that Mu Chenfeng is lonely and cold, and anyone who knows him in the Haoqi League respects him at a distance, even Guo Yun, who is as close as he is, only dares to ask for cheap things, but now seeing Wan Hua's unscrupulous claws, Guo Yun's jaw is so fast On the ground, he couldn't bear to raise his hand to close it, and hurriedly pointed at Mu Chenfeng and shook his head: "Brother Mu, he is like this, why don't you call him a friend?"

"It's just a bond." Mu Chenfeng replied without changing his face.

Guo Yun almost lost his breath, wiped his face, and sighed: "It's okay, you can do it, anyway, I just know it."

Guo Yun was about to leave, but Jiang Yuhan, who was still on his pulse one moment, had gone over to stop the beggar gang the next moment, and even slapped a small porcelain bottle on his scarred chest: "You have wounds on your body, use this to stop the bleeding."

Guo Yun took a picture of him, and when he caught the porcelain bottle, he coughed dryly, and blood really oozes from his waist, so he had to cover his hands and bend down: "Jiang Yuhan, you are so cruel, I have not been holding on since yesterday until now." Broke."

"I'm sorry." Jiang Yuhan apologized very quickly, but without sincerity, looking up and down at Guo Yun, still confused.

"Come on, please save me twice, I should thank you." Guo Yun waved his hand, not wanting to talk to Wanhua who was full of vigilance in front of him, and turned to Mu Chenfeng, "Brother Mu, what do you say, follow me to see Ye Rong ?”

Dawn was about to break, and the Zhengdaotang camp hadn't warmed up yet. Mu Chenfeng thought for a while, cupped his fists and said, "No, brother Guo, please bid farewell for me. I'll board the boat at the ferry and return to Qutang."

"Alright." Facing the two people, Guo Yun was eager to leave immediately, took a few steps and then turned back, "Don't forget my wine."

"I will never forget it." Mu Chenfeng promised.

Then Guo Yun confidently clasped his fists at him, performed the Xiaoyao Qinggong, and disappeared without a trace.

As soon as the beggar gang left, Jiang Yuhan urged the camp to borrow a boat. According to Mu Chenfeng's preference, he only hired the boatman, and took advantage of the misty light to leave Maze Ferry early.

The boat is not big, and it is not stable enough to drive on the river, but it is extremely brisk. The cabin curtains are tightly closed and airtight.

Jiang Yuhan rummaged through the package he was carrying with him, found a few paper-wrapped porcelain vases, and spread them out in the dim light of the candles. He glanced at Mu Chenfeng, who was sitting upright with his back facing him, and couldn't help but The corner of the mouth raised: "Is Chen Feng afraid of pain, so he dare not look at it?"

"Nonsense." Mu Chenfeng scolded him coldly, closed his eyes and raised his hand, untiing the rope of his coat.

The Taoist robe that was stained with leaves and dust due to the fight slowly faded off, revealing the white back of the Taoist priest, a hideous scar winding from the shoulder to the back of the waist, it seemed that there was a brown crack on the pure white jade, which directly taught people shocking.

Jiang Yuhan stared blankly at his back, then smiled wryly and took the candlestick, put it close to the wound on his back for a closer look, stretched out his hand a few times but didn't dare to touch it, his eyes dimmed more and more, and finally he lowered his eyes and sighed softly "You have been lucky for too long and your energy is low, the poisonous injury on your back is really serious." Then, he took a cloth and wrapped it around his fingertips, dipped in the medicine and dabbed it lightly.

The wound should have been exposed, but at this moment, although it was restrained, it was gray and slightly oozing blood.Jiang Yuhan rubbed the medicine on him little by little, his phoenix eyes flickered, and he couldn't bear to say: "The poison left by the Gu worms is not clean, even though I hide it for you, I don't take care of it all the time, you have to be careful. "

Mu Chenfeng closed his eyes and remained silent, with a cold face and back exposed, as if the movement behind him had nothing to do with him, only fine beads of sweat oozed from his temples, and his lips gradually turned pale.

The cabin was quiet for a while, Jiang Yuhan raised his head from time to time to see his reaction, and said again: "It's almost there, it's almost there, bear it any longer, I can't stand you screaming."

Mu Chenfeng opened his mouth, but sighed, turned his head slightly and said, "Thank you for your trouble."

"What are you talking about? It's a great blessing to have a relationship with the Taoist priest. How can you bother?" Jiang Yuhan still smiled at him knowing that he couldn't see it.

"Fortunately? I don't know that Haoqi and the villain act in a very different way. You changed your camp because of me. I'm afraid it will be embarrassing." Mu Chenfeng said.

"Chenfeng, do you care about me?" Jiang Yuhan smiled openly, then shook his head, "There are villains who are vicious and vicious, and there are villains who are upright and upright. But, what does this have to do with me? If you beat him, you have to treat the villain as your enemy." He said in a relaxed tone, but kept on wiping off the blood and applying medicine on his hands, and finally dressed him.

"So..." Mu Chenfeng fastened his clothes again, and changed the subject, "Do you recognize Xiao Fan?"

"Xiao Fan? The famous demon king, the warlord of Wolongpo, and the good defender of the city, of course he recognizes it." Jiang Yuhan blinked at him, "It's just that Jiang Yuhan is an unknown soldier, he doesn't recognize me."

Mu Chenfeng stared at the spring breeze on his face for a long time. When the boat swayed, the cold wind broke through the heavy curtains, blew out the candles and passed through the hall. The neighborhood doesn't feel good."

"Since ancient times, there have been many dead souls on the battlefield. If your junior brother is here, they will all move out." Jiang Yuhan only thought it was funny, but seeing Mu Chenfeng's painful expression, he also panicked and hurried over to help him, "What's the matter?" , Chenfeng?"

Mu Chenfeng managed to regain his composure, and said softly, "I'm a little tired, it's okay." He stretched out his hand to push him away, but his body already limp involuntarily.

Jiang Yuhan hugged him from behind, just happened to wrap him in his arms, yelled a few times and saw that he didn't respond, so he warmed his hands, leaned close to his ear and said, "Go to sleep for a while." Finished speaking , the thin lips hooked into a slight smile.

At this time, the dawn had come, the dawn was bright, and the boat sailed to the edge of the cliff, and there were a few more sounds outside the cabin.Through the billowing curtains, one could see someone standing at the bow of the ship, and the boatman was staggering and paralyzed by the side.

"How do you say it?" Jiang Yuhan only looked at it for a while and then looked away, looking at nothingness calmly and asked.

"Xiao Fan retreated to the Sun Moon Cliff, and, according to the season in the Central Plains..." The visitor spoke in a strong Western accent, holding two scimitars behind his back, standing on the bumpy boat as if he was on flat ground without shaking, "The beginning of autumn has passed."

"understood."

Jiang Yuhan just returned to him, but the visitor had disappeared. The boat left the cliff and moved forward, but the fallen boatman never got up.

"It's just a report, why kill someone?" Jiang Yuhan put his arms around Mu Chenfeng, rubbing them back and forth as if he was holding some kind of baby, seeing that he was sleeping soundly and feeling a little uneasy, he couldn't help but stretch out the back of his hand to touch him. His slender fingers brushed the trembling eyelashes on his normally expressionless face, and when he thought about it, his expression changed drastically, and he blurted out,

"beginning of autumn?!"

The author has something to say: the back injury is better, and I will take the opportunity to have more before traveling

At this time, Wanhua and Chunyang are surprisingly harmonious