[Sword Three] [Huayang] Continues

The paper bag felt oily and slightly damp, Mu Chenfeng turned his hands into fists and propped his forehead, the robes covering his body slipped off, he lowered his head to see his broken Taoist robes and blood stains, and finally regained consciousness.

The sky was a little dark, and it seemed to be raining patter outside the cave. The cave was not big, and only the place where he lay down had a rock as a pillow, which looked safe and reliable, but he didn't know what it looked like outside or where he was.But the delay in the rescue at least showed that the villains were powerful and the situation was in a tug-of-war. Jiang Yuhan and him hadn't gone far, but as soon as the villains surrounded them, they were trapped.

Mu Chenfeng found his own sword and grasped it, and with a force, the three-foot Qingfeng he was used to on weekdays fell to the ground.

He stared blankly for a while, and finally sighed.

The most urgent task is to solve the predicament in front of him, but he is seriously injured and weak, and he has not yet adjusted his breath to recover, and it is still too early to break out of the encirclement with a sword.

Mu Chen Fengshang was pondering, he searched at the entrance of the cave for a while, and looked up, it turned out that Jiang Yuhan had stepped on the weeds and returned.

He hastily put on his outer clothes in unlined clothes, put down the things in his hands when the cat waist came in, pulled his wet black robe and threw it aside, seeing Mu Chenfeng didn't smile like usual, but his phoenix eyes were half closed , Staring at the ground with piercing eyes, half of the sleeve of the hanging arm is missing, a thin wound extending from the elbow, dripping blood dripping out.

"What happened..." Mu Chenfeng felt dizzy when he tried to stand up, and the wound on his back caused severe pain, making him turn pale and sit back down.

"I can't fly high because of my qinggong, and I'm next to the soldier's sharp blade." Jiang Yuhan pinned his shoulder to signal him not to move, twisted his long hair a few times, and then turned out the porcelain bottle to treat the wound.

"Have you been discovered by the villain?" Mu Chenfeng had already asked, glanced at the villain's robe he had just taken off, and suddenly stopped talking.

"It's a 'villain'." Jiang Yuhan narrowed his eyes, wanted to laugh but still kept a cold face, seemed to be in a bad mood, lowered his head and said slowly, "Have you ever seen a corpse holding a weapon? Who is it?" A new way to play."

"Corpse man?" Mu Chenfeng frowned, and immediately thought of the boy.

That arrogant and evil boy didn't come after him again, Mu Chenfeng didn't even know his name or name, recalling his arrogant words and his own abnormal impulse, he vaguely felt that there was something wrong with the seal on his forehead.

He used to be a calm person, not to mention that he has been calm enough these few days. The young man is very likely to be an extraordinary figure in the Valley of the Wicked. Since he has personally admitted the blood debt of the past, he may choose another day to fight again.

But if you meet that person at this time, there will be more bad luck than good luck.

"It's just a corpse, nothing else." Jiang Yuhan didn't lift his head, but seemed to sense his uneasiness, and reached out to stroke his messy hair, "Don't worry, it's still safe."

This move was extremely unusual, Jiang Yuhan was the same age as him, but his tone and demeanor were extremely gentle in an instant - it was the kind of calmness occasionally revealed after the wind, frost, rain and snow, and unexpectedly warm.

Mu Chenfeng's pupils froze, and he looked at him in disbelief.

Jiang Yuhan's tone was light as if he was extremely tired. After withdrawing his hand, he was stunned for a moment, then smiled at him, then lowered his head to search in the package, and said a little frustrated: "There are also people in Eryue Village who are patrolling, and we can't find any better clothes for the time being. , do you want to change or not?"

Mu Chenfeng guessed his embarrassment without lowering his head, stared at Jiang Yuhan, but shook his head: "No need."

"Okay." Jiang Yuhan rarely said anything more, tidied up hastily and leaned against the rock wall, closing his eyes for a nap in front of him.

Jiang Yuhan didn't have a good rest for two or three days, or he was extremely exhausted due to the excessive energy consumption of light work. For some reason, he was in a bad mood, and there were times when he was too lazy to laugh or pretend to be deceitful.

Mu Chenfeng was separated from him by a distance of a sword, looking at his rare and quiet face, unable to distinguish his emotions, let alone guess his person, the more he looked at him, the more he felt that this person was both familiar and strange, it was Jiang Yuhan It's not Jiang Yuhan, this feeling is very similar to meeting each other for the first time, which makes people feel cold in the bottom of their hearts.

But Wanhua didn't take advantage of his serious injury to attack, whether he was an enemy or not, he came back here to stay with him, a mighty swordsman with enough weight, and taking a look at the overall situation, he didn't have the slightest benefit, and he still rested so calmly .

Mu Chenfeng glanced at the oiled paper bag beside him, and his throat moved, wanting to be open and honest.

"Mu Daochang, you and I have been together for a long time and are here together, so it is better not to ask about cause and effect, but to continue." Jiang Yuhan opened his eyes quickly, accurately caught his searching gaze, and then smiled very calmly, " Put on your clothes and recover well before you can go out."

"Jiang Yuhan, even now, you can hand me over to the wicked." Mu Chenfeng looked at him, and said indifferently, "I died for the Haoqi League, I have long since awakened."

Mu Chenfeng seldom talked, but only such amazing words came out of his mouth.

Jiang Yuhan's breath was stagnant, and he glanced at him coldly, his dark eyes seemed to be even more displeased.After staring at it for a while, he sighed heavily, then got up with a nod between his eyebrows, dug out some small medicine bottles, and sat down next to him: "I'm going to spend all that time, I'd have left you crippled, Wouldn't it save effort?" He pressed his shoulder as he spoke.

Mu Chenfeng felt physically exhausted after sitting for a long time, and he turned his back with a slight turn, and had to support his elbows so as not to crawl. The next moment, the raging pain in his back was relieved a lot with the cool ointment .

"Mu Chenfeng, don't blame me for not warning you. If you mention anything else, I'll knock you out and throw you down. There are many barbarian warriors around here. Will you fall into the hands of evil people? It's an unknown number." Jiang Yuhan threatened fiercely, but the strength in his hands became lighter.

"Jiang Yuhan, you..." Mu Chenfeng didn't know how to respond, he just felt his body being pulled to sit upright again, but this time he fell into Wanhua's rare and cold arms.

"What about me?" Jiang Yuhan supported his shoulders, and put the mouth of the medicine bottle close to his wound, "Since you remember Jiang Yuhan, I will remember Mu Chenfeng. You and I are bound together, with what kindness, The wicked don't matter, that's all."

It was rare for Jiang Yuhan to be very honest, Mu Chenfeng listened to his confession, looked down at the injury on his arm, and suddenly said: "Then you...do you still remember the secret you told me when you were a child?"

"What?" Jiang Yuhan smiled wryly, and answered hastily, "...Maybe it's a joke, just forget it."

"...Since it's fate, it's fine if you don't ask about cause and effect." Mu Chenfeng was not used to kicking too much, looked away, and finally sighed, "Thank you."

Unexpectedly, Jiang Yuhan put down the medicine, picked up the water bag and put it in front of his eyes: "Do you want me to help you?"

Mu Chenfeng's face immediately changed, and he rushed over without thinking: "I'll do it myself!" After saying that, he quickly looked away.

Seeing his rare embarrassment, Jiang Yuhan burst out laughing instantly.

It rained for a long time that day, and at night, it poured into a line, covering the cave so that you can't see your fingers.

For some reason, the villain’s camp, which had been facing the Dali Mountain City, searched all over the mountains and plains for people. From the mid-air, there were cold lights and coolers lined up like long snakes going to the mountains. There was a lot of noise in the valley and outside the camp.

When Mu Chenfeng saw all this, he was sweating coldly on his forehead and leaned on Jiang Yuhan's shoulder in embarrassment.

He was suffering from pain and slept lightly, but before going to bed, he fed Wan Hua enough and even ate all the snacks. After he woke up, he felt powerless, but when he turned his head, he saw Jiang Yuhan propping his head and smiling.

Seeing that he was fully awake, Wan Hua approached him with confidence and gave him a neat acupuncture point. He opened his mouth to ask, but he even silenced his voice. After finishing his clothes and tidying up his belongings, he held him by the neck, took him into his arms and swept down the mountain.

Mu Chenfeng was shocked at first and then helpless. Jiang Yuhan was always glib. When encountering such a situation, he was not so much taking advantage of others' danger as he acted incomparably naturally and intimately as if he was treating his fellow disciples. Said to hold grudges.But for Yu Chunyang, such an intimate act is definitely avoided like a snake and a scorpion. At least he can move now, and he will naturally resist it. Jiang Yuhan is precisely because of this, and he doesn't even give him a chance to speak.

Mu Chenfeng was buried between his hair and couldn't move. The half-drenched rain caused a tearing pain on his back, and his teeth chattered from the pain.He was somewhat clear-eyed, thinking that if he escaped by chance, should he really give him a few swords to repay his life-saving grace.

Seeing the movement of the Wicked Man's Valley, the hiding place must have been exposed, but Jiang Yuhan went the other way and walked past the Wicked Man's camp, throwing off most of the rainwater with his sleeves, and stepped on the leaf-scattering flower, which was like splashing ink. .

When the soldiers in the camp raised their heads one after another and realized that the villain above them was acting abnormally and unleashed their weapons, Jiang Yuhan had already led him across the intersecting ropes to the stone forest outside the ancient city of Nanzhao.

It's a pity that Wan Hua's lightness kung fu was not fast enough, there was no reinforcements at the foot of the mountain, and the stone forest couldn't get rid of the few who were chasing close, especially the sound of the wicked man's heavy sword cutting through the wind was particularly ear-piercing.

As the three peaks went around, Jiang Yuhan gradually slowed down, and finally staggered to the ground in front of the stone statue. With one hand, he released Mu Chenfeng's steadiness, and with the other hand, he propped up his forehead, showing his exhaustion: "Lucky, it looks like I'm going to fight It's gone." As he spoke, he tore off his outer robe and threw it away, putting on the old ink shirt to distinguish himself from the comer.

Mu Chenfeng barely stood firm by leaning against the wall. Seeing that he didn't seem to be resting and recovering at all, his throat loosened, and he said coldly, "Hide, divide your internal strength into me."

Jiang Yuhan immediately understood, took a quick breath, pulled him behind the stone statue and narrowly avoided the blow, and hurriedly whispered: "You and I are both exhausted, how sure are you if you use your internal energy?"

"See how long it lasts."

"Okay." Jiang Yuhan responded, and immediately pressed two fingers together, and tapped two acupuncture points on his chest, signaling him to adjust his breath.

Mu Chenfeng saw that he didn't practice martial arts, and didn't inject his inner energy, he did as he said, and unexpectedly his inner breath quickly surged from his upper abdomen and spread to the meridians—it was the filling of the sea of ​​energy that he hadn't had for a long time after being exhausted.

"The way of nourishing qi, the inner valley is the treasure, the valley enters the stomach, and then spreads to the lungs, overflows in the middle, and spreads outside. (Note 1)" Jiang Yuhan quickly recited a Duan Xinfa formula, and put the sword on his back Handed it to him, took out the forked writing brush, turned it around, and winked at him, "You don't need my internal energy."

While speaking, two more people landed outside the stone forest.

Wanhua's medical skills are profound and simple, and it is surprising to say that it is possible to fill the stomach with qi. "The grain enters the stomach and then spreads to the lungs", and it is really more than enough to raise qi.After Mu Chenfeng heard it, he understood it thoroughly. He took a deep look at Jiang Yuhan, who was planning for the rainy day. He took the sword and tossed it to meditate. .

"Your injury is serious, don't hold on." Jiang Yuhan exposed half of his body, raised his hand and broke the opponent's arrogant crossbow, then retracted and pulled him to the other side of the stone statue, and replenished his energy.

At the moment, there is no other way but to rely on each other, even Jiang Yuhan is engrossed.

Mu Chenfeng saw that his long hair was dripping water, and his expression became more and more weary in the rain, so he stopped talking immediately.The sky was dim and his vision was extremely poor, so he listened intently as he did when he was fighting with a young man. Hearing the sharp sound of the epee rubbing against the ground, he immediately appeared and grabbed the opponent's hidden sword and released his sword energy in an instant.

"One." Chunyang waved his sword and announced the number, "There are two more."

"One Tang Sect, half of the Five Poisons."

When Mu Chenfeng heard that there were five poisons, he immediately paused and attacked his heart. Fortunately, he calmed down after breathing out, and asked, "Why half?"

Jiang Yuhan did not speak, and walked with him to the next place. The moment he leaned forward, he tapped his arm up and down with his fingers for a week (Note 2), and the poison that was just on it was pulled out in a circle, and instantly Solve it cleanly.

Mu Chenfeng was surprised to see his rare and serious appearance, and the impatient Tang Men suddenly approached him, snapped his fingers and disappeared under the rain curtain.

Mu Chenfeng's heart sank. At that time, both of them were powerless to fight head-on. As long as the urging gun came out, no matter how much they tried to defend themselves, it would be useless.

"Stand back." Jiang Yuhan suddenly pressed his shoulder, laughed easily, and actually stepped in front of him, facing the five poisonous insect flutes, he quickly detoxified himself, and took another step forward.

Jiang Yuhan was already exposed where he could easily attack, Mu Chenfeng was terrified, and without thinking too much, he immediately switched from attack to defense, transforming into life with the Ten Thousand Flowers Profound Sword, turned around and sent a Bagua Xuan in the direction of the Five Poisons gas.

Jiang Yuhan turned around and pulled him over, and gave him a hug unexpectedly.

With this hug, the two of them happened to get stuck in the fallen Zhenshan River.

The sound of crossbows from the Tang Sect sounded almost at the same time, even though Mu Chenfeng was surprised, he sent out the sword energy with Zichen in his hand accurately, beheading the Tang Sect who was covered in black clothes on the spot.

"Let go." Estimating the remaining strength, Mu Chenfeng didn't intend to push hard, so he could only warn.

Jiang Yuhan obediently let go, and pointed to Chunyang who was a little unsteady to move along the acupoints as before.

The five poisons couldn't use their minds, so they were stunned for a moment before blowing the insect flute, but when Jiang Yuhan detoxified again in an orderly manner, he turned around and wanted to escape, but unexpectedly, a person jumped out from the diagonal stab and pushed him down.

One more person made Mu Chenfeng sweat, but Jiang Yuhan reminded him from his side: "Haoqi."

Mu Chenfeng's heart widened, and he decisively drew out his sword to deal with the last pursuer. Then he looked at the blood-spattered Haoqi ally lying motionless on the ground and said hesitantly, "Save him?"

"It's a gang of beggars." Jiang Yuhan put away his pen and paced over, looked at it with his head, and immediately shook his head: "It's too difficult, I don't know how to do it."

"The arrival of reinforcements is delayed, one more person is better than one less." Mu Chenfeng held his sword, seemed to see his hesitation, and immediately advised.

"There are not enough medicinal materials and food, and it may be helpful to follow the meridians for him." Jiang Yuhan was in trouble, his eyesight and hands quickly helped him up, coughed twice, and said, "You still have the strength to care about others, go over there to take shelter from the rain and rest .”

Mu Chenfeng was physically exhausted, so he led him under the tree and covered him with clothes. He raised his eyebrows and saw Wan Hua's face pale and dark, who was always laughing. He couldn't help asking: "What's wrong with you?"

"I can't remember the way of thinking here, thanks to your help." Jiang Yuhan looked at him helplessly, and after finishing speaking, he couldn't help coughing again, reached out to stroke the water on his clothes, and suddenly whispered, "Chen Feng, I just saw the five poisons, why are you panicking?"

Mu Chenfeng stretched out his hand very quickly, and his fingertips touched the cold forehead. At that moment, the first five poisons he thought of were weird boys, and the panic was really so obvious.

Seeing Jiang Yuhan avoiding the serious and taking the light, he hesitated again and again, and said: "The person who hurt me is a villain with extremely high martial arts and five poisons. If he is the talented person just now, it will be more dangerous than good. Fortunately, you have not met before."

After he finished speaking, he stopped abruptly. In the past few months, he had spoken to him very little, and he would not take the initiative to tell him what happened to him, let alone care about him.The words of concern just now seemed to be a sign of danger, and he had to reflect on himself in the future.

Mu Chenfeng sighed silently, and slowly put away his sword.

"En." Jiang Yuhan said while he was hesitating, as if he was so tired that he didn't hear clearly, but twisted his sleeve and looked at the majestic blue in the rain, thinking, "Hurry up, or the wicked will come The number of people is thirty or three hundred."

Mu Chenfeng looked at the wry smile on the corner of his mouth, and felt that his smile was turning blue.

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a cry, Jiang Yuhan raised his head, but saw a white falcon hovering in the air, he couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, and said, "Chen Feng, this gang of beggars is saved."

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Note 1: The original text of "Huangdi Neijing" reads: "The way of nourishing qi, the inner valley is the treasure, the valley enters the stomach, and then spreads to the lungs, overflows in the middle, and spreads outside." The corresponding skills are clearing the heart and calming the qi, The clear water surges to the sky, and the spring mud protects the flowers. Here is an explanation of the formula. The actual use is only clear water, and the yellow characters "Gu Ren Yu Stomach" in the game are explained as other characters.

Note 2: The original text of "Huangdi Neijing" reads: "Qi comes out from the Taiyin, injecting Yangming in the hand." The route is from the meridian of the index finger up one week to the meridian of the big finger (here simplified as a circle on the arm, just understand it) ), the corresponding skill is Qingfeng Drifting Dew, and the in-game "qi comes out of the sun" is also a typo.

The author has something to say: Chunyang’s movement explanations are relatively easy to understand and familiar, so generally no annotations are made. Many Fu points of Wanhua are too abstract, and the meaning can only be explained according to ancient books and yellow characters

The chapter of memories is basically over, Wanhua seems to have turned on shameless mode, which sentence is true :)

ps: Sometimes it is written in a hurry, and there may be small corrections later, which have little impact. Welcome to catch insects~