[Sword Three] [Huayang] Continues

After the Shangyuan Festival, the market opens, the lights go down on the [-]th, and winter goes.

Assassins entered the Imperial City a few years ago, but the New Year's Day is the New Year's Day after all, and the things on the surface are the theft of bureaucratic mansions and occasional fights. It was reported as a small case of a fight and private affairs.

Most of the envoys sent to the Tang Dynasty were well-behaved, and they were considered polite and courteous when they sent letters to the country.The swordsman in the Jianghu has been in chaos in the Central Plains for many years, even with the onmyoji who has been secretly hiding Chen Cang in recent years, no matter how troublesome it is, he dare not make a big trouble openly, and waits for help if he can't make a surprise attack.

Jiang Yan was not in a hurry to leave as soon as the city gates opened. Now that the Chinese New Year is just over and people are busy going to work, the camp can't move temporarily, the assassins can't make waves, Xijing is still safe.As soon as the rain came and the bleakness of winter was washed away, the two of them suddenly retreated to the guest house, rented a carriage and horses, avoided the direct road leading to Qinling in Gyeonggi-do, and detoured out of Gwanghwamun by passing Seo-si.

The carriage with the curtains around it went around for a few days, and the journey went smoothly every day without exception.

Although Jiang Yan still looked relaxed and unrestrained, and a small regular script was pinched and twirled at his fingertips, but without the convenience of his subordinates and helpers, he was more vigilant than before, and he lifted the curtain from time to time to observe movement.When the carriage went around the flat mountain road and was about to join the main road leading to Qingyan, he resigned from the driver and drove the carriage himself, and even abandoned the carriage for a further section.

With the foresight of Chang'an City, Mu Chenfeng probably knew how Jiang Yan planned the safe route, but he always ignored unnecessary things, and he never took any other actions except to put a little embankment on the passers-by with his sword on his back.Whether riding a horse or walking, it seems like the last snow before spring, plain clothes and wide belts, and a cool breeze.

"I should have gone around to pay homage to Xiao Song, but it's inconvenient to go to Qutang, so I saw it off at Soul Market last time." In the early morning of that day, Jiang Yan led the horse alongside Mu Chenfeng, and put the rein in his hand Wrapping around again, he shook his head, "There are people in Zheyi at the boundary, and they stopped the two executioners in the boundary of Haoqi. Cao Yu and Ye Rong did not disappoint."

At this time, we are approaching the gap in the mountain road, the crossed branches on the path hide the rising sun, the forest is filled with morning mist from time to time, and the treetops are still frosty.Mu Chenfeng walked at the same time with him, nodded slightly when he heard the words, glanced at the person beside him, wanted to say something to him but did not say anything.

"I haven't seen him since then, so he must have crossed five or six bridges smoothly." Wan Hua looked at the road ahead, and said after a while, "The rest of the people have never seen him again. They can't stay in the Soul Market and are eager to die."

Wan Hua said it half in jest, but she couldn't hide her regret with a light sigh, as if she was the most insignificant person who was locked away.

Mu Chenfeng paused and looked at him again: "Jiang Yan."

"Huh?" Jiang Yan looked back with his eyes bent, and then tightened the hand he was holding.

"It's better for me to quickly enter Qingyan with you." Mu Chenfeng said.

Jiang Yan was stunned for a moment, with a faint smile on his face: "That's good, but if you appear in such a grand manner, I'm afraid I'm going to go back on my knees."

Mu Chenfeng looked at him intently, "The wind and rain are like darkness, so I will bear it with you from now on, regardless of life or death."

Jiang Yan's expression froze, looking at his usual indifferent appearance, he couldn't help laughing: "You..." He just opened his mouth, but suddenly stopped, subconsciously tightened his five fingers and pressed the back of Mu Chenfeng's white hand a few times. Dao handprint.

Early spring has not yet arrived, new leaves are not sprouting, and the intertwined woods make abnormal noises. When a horse neighs, dozens of black shadows appear in the forest.

"How do you practice the mental technique of 'not moving'?" Jiang Yan asked quickly when the attack came in an instant. He held the pen in his hand with his fingertips, and raised his hand to draw the technique calmly and skillfully.

Although he is holding the pen holder made of thin bamboo, the force with which he pushes it has the tendency to sweep away.Mu Chenfeng raised his eyes and saw that he had already understood his Fengyan-like technique. He drew his sword out of its sheath almost at the same time, and struck the five people who were the first to bear the brunt.

The intruder was blocked in an instant, several figures fell backwards, and the rust red clothes showed the camp of the blockers.

Mu Chenfeng subconsciously looked at Wan Hua beside him. The latter heard the sound of a shield flying and pushed him away a few steps. Then someone came shouting loudly and brandishing a knife. The Taoist priest avoided the flying shield and stood still to shoot The sword qi fought back, but saw the person who came raised the banner and stabbed in the air.

This is the unique duel method of the Xuanjia Cangyun Army. Seeing the banners and flags is like seeing military orders. Even if you are in the smokey battlefield where the horses are screaming, you have to set up a one-on-one battle field for them.

Mu Chenfeng's opponents were still able to handle it with ease, and seeing this, his face changed drastically, because the flag did not fly towards him, but fell in front of Jiang Yan, raising dust and sand to separate him from him.

"Jiang Yan! When will you turn into ashes?!" Xiao Fan's man fell to the ground with a roar, his black armor and iron helmet were murderous, but his sharp and courageous appearance had long since turned into a gloomy and unwilling appearance, holding a Mo Dao Then he chopped off at Wanhua.

With a low curse, Jiang Yan rolled up his robe and hid on his side. He turned his wrist and tapped acupuncture points to slow him down. Come to Chang'an, don't you want the stronghold?"

"Stop pretending!" Xiao Fan paused, and slammed the blade into the ground, "Say, how did you avoid those ambushes with such precision? You even bypassed the mighty ambush. What the hell are you now? Son?! If you took the Snow Demon Token, it would be considered as if you had left the valley, right?!"

"Whether you avoid it or not, you cut it off? You are born with a lot of blood, and everything goes around you." Facing Cang Yun's successive angry questions, Jiang Yan smiled lightly, but the other party gradually His face was flushed with anger, his face was only blue and white, which was half covered by his ink-like hair.

"If I hadn't worked with you for many years, who would have figured out where you were going? Who would have stopped you?! Jiang Yan, Jiang Yan, if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, who would have believed that you are not a ghost now? Isn’t it a ghost?” Xiao Fan stepped forward, threw the Mo Dao, threw off the silver helmet and threw it on the ground, grabbed the open collar of Jiang Yan’s clothes and stared at him, “Say! He told you What did you say? How much do you know?!"

Only a month later, Xiao Fan has gone through a lot of vicissitudes, his cheeks are full of stubble, the corners of his eyes are bloodshot, and his short hair is messy.Jiang Yan didn't want to dodge it intentionally, so he just held his collar and didn't dodge or dodge. He smiled coldly and said, "Joke, isn't it you who stayed with him in the end?"

"What do you know! He stunned me with the sound of the piano, and tied me up with the best strings he had prepared for two whole days. If it wasn't for the urgent report, I wouldn't even be able to step out!"

Xiao Fan was about to burst into tears, his eyes flushed, but Jiang Yan was stunned, and then showed a slightly weird look, thinking about his furious and somewhat desolate appearance, and said: "His wish is probably that you live a happy life." good."

"What did you say?" Xiao Fan's whole body shook, his throat moved a few times and he didn't say anything.

"At least not to be dragged down by me." Jiang Yan added, opened his loose hand impatiently, straightened his collar and said, "Xiao Fan, you take the half-dead him from those 'justice' like those killers. The chivalrous man snatched it from his mouth and carried it with him, but he couldn't even figure out his temperament? He was originally yours, why did you ask me?"

Xiao Fan had been burning with anger for more than a month, but when he asked a question unceremoniously, he just froze on the spot again, only silently clenched his gloves.

Not to mention that in the Valley of the Evil, even if you walk in the rivers and lakes normally, you can't avoid cultivating your own power.Xiao Fan was wounded at the end of the war and was slandered, so he retired from the army early. He came to the valley to fight again. Gu is evil, and after a few years, he has gained a firm foothold.Demon Lord Xiao Fan is good at defense and surprise attack, and the assassin team led by his subordinates has contributed a lot.

It was also the case that Haoqi League made him very angry when he tampered with his most trusted team, and the random investigation and torture made Tang Su, who was part of the same gang, dissatisfied.But in the end, he only has regrets but not sadness. Being cheated, sold and betrayed is just a common occurrence in the Valley of the Wicked. He will fall wherever he falls someday in the future, and it is worthwhile to join the army as a general.

It was a coincidence that Yang Yiran was a man. He always dismissed weak scholars. He only took a second look at the man in Tsing Yi, who was holding a piano and fighting the besieged people. Later, he heard that he had been hunted down for many years and had a bad reputation. Only then turned back to save the person with multiple assists, that's all.

But this young man, who was once a disciple of Changge, was determined to meet him as soon as he met him. No matter what the situation was, he would never leave him.And he usually looks gentle and untouched by the secular world. Rao Xiao Fan, a vulgar person, is also more and more fond of him with the company of his clear piano sound. I feel inexplicably that maybe the whole world is intriguing. This long song must not be wrong. meeting.

After a long time, the two of them worked together, and he trusted him enough to accompany him without entrusting him with important responsibilities. It wasn't until his death that Xiao Fan realized that he didn't even know what he wanted.Except for Jiang Yan who may have some insights, no one else in Jianghu can answer, because they are basically the same kind of people regardless of their strength or weakness.

"Yes, I had a face-to-face with him earlier. At that time, he was not a deputy envoy, and you left him to watch the house. I derogated you a little, and the man was eager to defend you, and he did not hesitate to resort to a few tricks. After two strokes with him, I knew that his tendons were abnormal and his retrograde movement was not smooth. Thinking about it now, he has the piano score in his arms and has survived in troubled times for many years. He has probably played taboo rhythms long ago. It's the end of the battle." Jiang Yan glanced at his increasingly ugly face and shook his head, "I only think of him as a disciple who came out of the Sword Garden, but I don't think he is a Demon Lord. His identity, you should Do you know it in your heart?"

"Continue to talk." Xiao Fan barely resisted his temper, neither denying nor admitting, bent down and picked up Mo Dao in his hand, not wanting to miss this only and last chance.

"At that time I asked him, you came out of the sword garden, but you are willing to serve as an attendant for a small warlord and soldier, won't you regret it in the future? He said that he was lucky to have someone who didn't care about his past. Even if there is no rectification of the name, it is better than thousands of people who claim to be righteous and follow the trend to seek revenge from him, so I don’t regret it.” Jiang Yan shook his sleeves and looked at him with an almost mocking look, “Do you think you can turn a blind eye to this? Closing your eyes means being generous and convincing to others?"

"He didn't kill his teacher to seize the score! It was a crime created by people with ulterior motives coveting the piano score he inherited! But what's the point of worrying about such things in the Valley of the Wicked? Guilty or innocent, hasn't it forced people to contaminate their lives?" Can't turn back?!" Xiao Fan gritted his teeth and replied, turned his gaze, and punched his calm face, "You didn't say that he will die soon, but now, what are you talking about!"

Cang Yun swung out his iron fist, as if to break all the hypocrisy.Jiang Yan's expression froze, and it was rare for him to stand up straight and avoid his fist. When his gauntlet was almost touching the tip of his nose, he raised his palm and caught it firmly, and said in a cold voice: "A person who has few days, don't If you work hard, you won't have a chance. Ever since he became a deputy envoy, he has been cruel and vicious, and he will do everything for whom, don't you know? Need I say?!"

Xiao Fan gritted his teeth, twisted his wrist and pushed him away, saying: "You are ruthless, he and I are not as fast as you combined, and the Gu orders are cut first, even if he manages to catch you in the end, all of them will be killed." It's useless."

"Who do you think was the one who exposed me to Guli earlier? You didn't know me for the first time. You should know that I didn't care about all of you if I went crazy. If it wasn't for the sake of you that he was dying, I've already done it." Jiang Yan sneered and stood firm, then said seriously, "I repeat, what he expects is that you can think about yourself, especially don't be dragged to death by me, no matter how much, he can't do it anymore. Do it for you."

"Okay, since you are already dead, and you have been with me in the Valley of the Evil, I, Xiao Fan, will not settle with you about planting Gu." Finally, Xiao Fan resisted the urge to slash him a few more times, holding the handle of the knife in a low voice He said, "Let me ask you, what method did the local Zheyi use to allow you to stand here now?"

After listening to his request, Wan Hua fell silent, folded her arms and walked out two steps, facing him, "Xiao Fan, I have nothing to say. Not to mention that this method has been lost and it will cost an incalculable price. It’s not necessarily bad to die according to your will.”

Xiao Fan heard his implication almost immediately, looked him up and down again, frowned and said, "What do you mean?"

"He said he doesn't regret it, but if he does it again, he would like to live a peaceful life in Honghu Academy." Jiang Yan said in a very steady tone, looking into the distance through the slowly falling sand and dust, and said, "Hurry up as soon as you finish asking." Get out, unless you want to fight me."

Xiao Fan stood there dumbfounded, following Wan Hua's eyes, as if he could see the figure in Tsing Yi bowing to him, and then resolutely went there, never to be a stranger.

He pressed the handle of the knife on the ground to drill a hole in the soil, and after a moment of pause, he regained his dazed and surprised expression, and changed to the same imposing manner as when he came before, reminding him: "Even though I will let you go!" , Haoqi will not let you go, let alone Mu Chenfeng."

"I'm a dead person. He's a noble man, so we're just going to visit relatives. As long as the villains don't do anything, they won't easily send people to the sect to hunt down and destroy the flag of justice. What's more, you Leaving the city again, Cao Yu will not let go of such a good opportunity." Jiang Yan half threatened him, and calmly analyzed, "Cao Yu is good at fast attack, even if Ye Rong loses the city, he will have a family business to back him up. Whether you are here or not Stronghold, this wave can’t be fought anyway. And we two are safer because of this, Hao Qi probably won’t pay attention to this place for half a while.”

"It's also the first day you know me?" This time it was Xiao Fan's turn to snort, looking at him almost arrogantly, "I've never had much interest in military achievements in strongholds. Sir' trouble!"

"It's up to you. If you have time, clean up the rebellious officials and thieves who flowed into Chang'an first on the way back. No matter what the camp is, you and I are the people of Tang Dynasty first." Jiang Yan answered the words naturally, turning the pen in his hand Lighting one place in a circle, said softly, "Flower falling season."

Before the flowers bloomed, Xiao Fan was confused by his last words, who knew that when he wrote casually, the banner fell down, and the dust scattered away.

The Duel of Po Cangyun Army is nothing more than winning or losing, the other way is to delay time, Xiao Fan understood it and quickly grabbed the shield, and sure enough, a sword aura was precisely swung from behind the fog and just hit the shield he erected.

Wan Huayan quickly moved towards a Fu acupuncture point, and he immediately reached the person who came and rushed over.

The sword energy that rebounded and a shot passed past the white robe on the side of the Taoist leader's waist. Mu Chenfeng couldn't stand still because of Jiang Yan's embrace. No matter how hard he moved, he landed on Zhenshanhe at the feet of the two of them without any hesitation.

Xiao Fan's shield had just been put down, and his waist and abdomen were already hit hard.Tang Sect's subordinates lurking nearby immediately used their claws and chains to pull the warlord who was spitting out a mouthful of blood out of the battlefield, and then spread his wings to lead the people to evacuate quickly.Tang Men, who had been acupointed by Jiang Yan, also quickly disappeared, and the new Mingjiao also ran away after watching for a while.

The cold fog dissipated, and the morning sun was getting warmer.

"Don't chase after him, he has revenge to avenge, and he will die naturally after the avenging." Jiang Yan said lightly, and the Taoist priest in white who had just stood firm with his arms around him felt indescribably at ease, "It's good that you are fine."

If the battlefield is soft-hearted, it will be difficult to come back alive. He used to have a heart of ice and was naturally decisive in killing. Now that Fan Xin has been moved, he is worried that his sword swing will not be as good as usual, but unexpectedly his sword has no hesitation.Looking at the fighting arena just now, five or six of the latecomers were all killed by one blow and lying on the ground.

Mu Chenfeng's sword was held firmly, and the aura around him still seemed so cold and indifferent, but it wasn't until Jiang Yan made a sound that he seemed to wake up from a dream, liberated from his tense emotions, and held a blood-dripping long hair in one hand. Sword, embraced him with one hand, leaned on his shoulder and let out a silent sigh of relief.

"Chenfeng, do you know the way to Wanhua?" Jiang Yan closed his eyes and asked him.

"Pass the gap in the mountain road here, and then go south." He didn't let go, and Mu Chenfeng was not in a hurry, just maintaining the hugging posture, and said, "You hold on?"

Jiang Yan paused, looked at the ray of morning light coming through the shadow of the tree, and still smiled: "At this time, the valley should be full of flowers."

The author has something to say: Tang envoys were very well-behaved in the Tang Dynasty, and those who caused trouble in the game could not put it on the bright side, and many of them were monsters in the rivers and lakes

Heartless and early reincarnation, so the beggar gang army girls and the like didn't wander around the soul market, they all left

It’s true that Cang Ge’s pair of cp is be, one doesn’t care, the other hopes that the other party has something to say, and there is no communication, it’s too late to meet, as for each other’s affairs, I can only write an outline, from the dialogue between Xiao Fan and Jiang Yan, we can see the leopard, The Cangge group has just left the stage, and there will only be sporadic explanations later

Haoqi and the villains are going to fight again, but it doesn't matter what the protagonist group is about

Additional explanation: The skill of duel does not have flags or sand blowing, it is purely for writing, meaning

The next chapter asks for leave and updates later, I have to rush to fill in the other two small pits, the deadline is almost otz