Lu Hua Zhi You Feng Lin Lou

At the darkest moment before dawn, the ten mile slope outside the capital was deserted after the snow melted, and the howling north wind was unstoppable, almost rolling up the permafrost.

Bandit Wu stood among them in a black robe and golden boots, holding the longevity lock in his hand, his tone as cold as the north wind was bloodthirsty and suppressed cruelty: "Let people go."

There was no one around, but I don't know if it was the influence of what Lu Xiaofeng said just now, he felt that the wind was raging and the trees were full of soldiers, as if there were pairs of sharp eyes like wolves, tigers and leopards all over the place not far away, just staring at him without blinking, If his eyes could turn into cold arrows, he would be covered in blood at this moment.

A faint white smoke rose, which was particularly eye-catching in the dark night. Piou Wuying's eyes hooked on the strange fog, and he concentrated his fists.

"Hehe." Suddenly there was a light laugh, the laughter was pleasant and peaceful, even in such a weird atmosphere, it would not make people feel horrified, but inexplicably reassuring, even the manic aura of Piou Wu Involuntarily calmed down a little.

The laughter keeps getting closer and closer, but when it almost reaches the ear, it suddenly goes away, making people feel restless and lost at the same time, drifting with the white mist endlessly, unable to settle down.

Piou Wu suddenly sneered, showing little skill.

With a sudden wave of his hand, the black cloak turned into a circle in the air with the whistling cold wind. As soon as the internal force was absorbed, the thicker and thicker white smoke was all attracted into the clothes, turning into light water vapor, and the fiery internal force once again Grilled, smoked.

There was no one in the fog, apparently only to trap him temporarily.

In the woods on the other side, Lu Xiaofeng and Hua Manlou walked side by side, felt the fluctuation of Piou Wu's internal energy, but saw no other internal energy, so they looked at each other and smiled - indeed they were opponents, opponents worthy of seriousness.

They expected that the other party didn't trust them, so they would definitely not hand over Sikong Zhaixing easily. Shilipo was too open and not suitable for Tibetans, so the poplar forest opposite was the main battlefield.But the other party also expected that they would act like this, so Piou Wu didn't even bother to send someone over there.

The forest was very quiet, so quiet that apart from the sound of each other's breathing, Lu Xiaofeng and Hua Manlou could accurately identify each other's location.

"West of you, south of me?" Lu Xiaofeng stroked his beard.The woods in the west are looser and will not hinder Huamanlou.

Hua Qishao couldn't see such 'considerateness', but he knew that Lu Xiaofeng's suggestion was always the most suitable for ironing posts, so he accepted it gladly, and took out his fan to look west.

Lu Xiaofeng wanted to remind him to use the sword, judging from his aura, the opponent's strength was not inferior to that of the previous caster, even though he knew Hua Manlou's ability, he was still worried.But looking at that tall and handsome young man who was about the same stature as him, the ability hidden in his thin body, and the confidence and calm emanating from it, were not inferior to him at all, so this worry was unnecessary.

"Today's new clothes, don't get dirty!" So he changed his sentence again.

Hua Manlou looked over from the side, seeming to be suspicious that he would remind him, but the reminder made him feel comfortable. He put the fan in his sleeve, then drew out the soft sword at his waist and shook it at him: "Don't worry, use my Hua family's swordsmanship."

Lu Xiaofeng was stunned for a moment before he realized what he was talking about, suddenly his blood surged up, and his face turned red, this is really rarer than the blossoming of iron trees.

Hehe, Huamanlou is pretty good, it's worth going back to hug and kiss after the fight.

The people who came were all gray robes and cloaks. Lu Xiaofeng felt that this attire was very familiar. People in gray clothes outside the capital and descendants of red feathers in Sichuan seemed to be dressed in this way, so he deliberately stared under the cloaks for a while—— No red eyes, no red hair, not who he was before.

"Let me tell you, is your master short of money?" Lu Xiaofeng's mouth would itch if he didn't play tricks for a day.If you don't lack money, you will always have the same clothes. Being his subordinate is really boring.

The gray-robed man couldn't understand what he was saying, so he didn't have to pay attention to it if he did. His mission today was to fight this man, regardless of the outcome.It was the same with Huamanlou. If the other party didn't speak, Huamanlou would not take the initiative to provoke. They looked at each other quietly for a while, and then reached a tacit understanding and started to fight directly.

Lu Xiaofeng still didn't have a weapon in his hand, but the opponent he met today used a saber, a long saber, thick and thick, every time it hit the ground, there was a deep pit with visible stones, and the nine huge copper rings on the back of the saber rattled and sparked Splashing in all directions, it is impressive to take the hard-line martial arts route.Lu Xiaofeng dodged a few times of vicious attacks, and murmured in his heart - it seems that the master behind the other party should not be underestimated, each time he sent someone who was completely familiar with their martial arts methods, such as the last time he dealt with Hua At the time, the secret path bell formations all over the building were thought to be Qingqiu's technique, but now it seems that it is indeed the handwriting of the truly loyal descendants of Akabane.

Now the fierce general in front of him, even if his two fingers are made of fine steel, it is estimated that he will have to fight for a long time, revealing more strength to win.

Thinking about it this way, Lu Xiaofeng wanted to know who the other party was even more. It took so much effort to get to know him and Hua Manlou, and since he never hesitated to expose himself to arrest Sikong Zhaixing, the other party probably expected that he knew his identity. If it exists, there will be the second temptation today.

"Little brother, why don't you let me find a weapon that is convenient for me to fight first?" Lu Xiaofeng rubbed his wrist that was a little sore from the opponent's knife, stepped back and jumped out of the battle, wanting to stop temporarily.

The opponent didn't give him such a chance, so he changed direction and slashed at the top of his head with wind and rain.

Lu Xiaofeng cursed, picked up a dead branch, and with a flick of his wrist, went towards the long knife.But with dead branches against iron knives, unless the internal strength is more than one Jiazi, how can it be stopped?

Lu Xiaofeng is only in his early twenties, even if his talent is a little higher than ordinary people, he has a little more famous teachers and helpful friends than others, and he may have taken a little more Ganoderma lucidum than ordinary people, so there is a reason why his inner strength is deeper than them. , but in any case, it is not as deep as four or fifty years more than the people in front of you.

But the fact that the dead branch blocked the long knife proved that there is nothing impossible in this world.Because the dead branch was suddenly soft like spring silk, tightly wrapped around the center of the long knife, and suddenly became a stalemate.

Even through the cloak, Lu Xiaofeng could sense the surprise of the other party.

"I want to know why I can make a dead tree spring up?" Lu Xiaofeng doesn't like to babble, but likes to decipher, so he explained without reservation, "Because my trick is called the spring knife. Those whose internal strength is cold can freeze water into ice, Those whose inner strength belongs to fire can turn iron into water, but practicing this spring sword requires a flexible inner strength like willows, so take care, every next knife, you can't hit me, but I can smash it your cloak."

After he finished speaking, the force in his hand suddenly loosened, the dead branch and the long knife separated, the gray-robed man took a few steps back and hadn't stood still, Lu Xiaofeng's dead branch had already shaken a phantom, it really was a willow tree branching in spring, rippling like a The lines were intricate and tangled, and the gray-robed man's long knife rattled in several places, but only cut through the illusion, and could not catch any trace of dead branches.On the contrary, every time he cut a knife, Lu Xiaofeng would slap him with a dead branch, and there were already a few red marks on the gray robe, mottled and messy, and he retreated steadily, only the critical blow on the head was missing.

On a small hill behind the dense forest, amidst a cloud of mist, there are two slender figures standing vaguely, one in front and one behind, one white and one green, looking extraordinarily lush and dazzling from the desolate mountaintop.

"Hehe, this Lu Xiaofeng is indeed better than I imagined." The very pleasant voice was like a brew that had been soaked for decades, and the articulate and intoxicating fragrance was intoxicating.And it could be heard that the owner of the voice admired Lu Xiaofeng very much.

"You really like him." The man in green was more ordinary, like a small animal with all its teeth pulled out, restrained to the point where it was almost invisible.

"That's right, he is my only other half in this world, so I naturally like him as much as I like myself." Shan Lan faded away a little, and it turned out that the white clothes were not as white as Ximen Chuixue's, but the white of the sky, blending in Clusters of pale blue.

The aura of the man in the green clothes suddenly became fainter to the point of being indistinct.

"Don't worry, your precious seventh brother is also very good, he is an extraordinary character." The man turned his head and ruffled his hair as if comforting him.

"Let's go, let the little monkey go to Shilipo, let Feng Butou find him, he will be happier." The man in white clapped his hands and praised himself, "Ah, why am I so considerate, I'm so ashamed Already!"

The two left quickly, and the cloud of mist drifted away with them. It was still an empty mountain bag, as if the person standing there just now was just a mountain charm who came out occasionally, and what he said just now was just the whisper of the wind. .

Lu Xiaofeng and Hua Manlou almost dealt with their opponents in tandem. Hua Manlou's Huajia swordsmanship was more effective and quicker against the enemy than the previous Baiyan swordsmanship, which was mainly cool, and the one who dealt with him People, unlike Lu Xiaofeng, who specifically pick out difficult ones, so it is not very laborious to solve them.

"Where is Piwu?" Hua Manlou asked Lu Xiaofeng as he lifted the one he had caught and threw it together.

"Probably the other party has arranged for us again." Lu Xiaofeng was looking up at the mountain in the distance, when he heard the words, he came to his senses and grabbed Hua Manlou's arm, "Let's go and find Robo Wu, he should be there. "

Huamanlou wanted him to go ahead, but Lu Xiaofeng didn't let go, he turned his head slightly afterwards, after the dense forest, when did there appear an unknown hill?

On Shilipo, Bandit Wuzheng was in a daze with a gloomy face, and Sikong Zhaixing sat on the ground with red eyes, almost balding the weeds around him.

"What's wrong?" Lu Xiaofeng walked over and pulled Sikong Zhaixing up, "Are you injured or lost your virginity?"

"Fuck you, Lu Xiaoji!" Sikong Zhaixing kicked his foot inaccurately, and cursed, "If it wasn't for your Huamanlou hooking your soul away, would I have been stunned by others?! I Lord Sikong's reputation, reputation!"

Hua Manlou stood aside, blushing slightly, and scraped his palms with a fan, his knees hurt.

Lu Xiaofeng didn't have time to explain to him, so he turned to look at Pi Wu: "Where's the thing?"

Piou Wu's face suddenly became more stinky, and the wind and rain were about to come. He gritted his iron teeth and squeezed out a few words: "How did you take it from me, and how do I want him to return it?"

"Why?! Send me back and let them bully me?" Sikong Zhaixing said angrily, "I'm really sorry, this time I'm standing in the way of your head-hunter getting promoted and getting rich again, okay, I'll go back right away Get the things back, I know my life is cheap and no one will treasure it, but I have ambitions and I will never be looked down upon!" After he finished speaking, he wiped a shallow bloodstain on his neck, patted He patted the moss on his butt, turned around and ran.

Bandit Wu slipped him back as soon as he stretched out his hand, grabbed his back collar and spun around in mid-air, making him point the back of his head at him, waved his free hand, and slapped Sikong's ass up a few times Ordered an iron palm stew.

"If you make trouble again, I will send you back to Qingming Mountain and lock you up!"

The Chief Catcher was so angry that he was about to vomit blood.Just now when he managed to turn around from the dense fog where one was knocked out and another rose up, he saw Sikong Zhaixing lying on the opposite side with a knife around his neck.

A black-robed man whose kung fu is definitely among the best in martial arts today held the handle of the knife in his hand, raised his head and only said six words to him: "Yes, bring the things." Robin was sure that he didn't know this person, but the other party seemed to know him very well, calmly praised his action just now, and repeated why he came here.

Piou Wu tightened the longevity lock in his hand, and after only a moment's pause, there was a bloodstain on Sikong Zhaixing's neck.

The other party will do everything for this thing.So he didn't hesitate any longer, and raised his hand and threw it out.

"Goodbye." The opponent had already retreated the moment the longevity lock was thrown, a thin silver light flashed in mid-air, and the longevity lock had been pulled over. Passed by, but couldn't get it again.

Sure enough, he came prepared.

After being beaten, Sikong Zhaixing didn't growl, he hummed a few times and then stopped moving.Piao Wu was startled, he put the man down and realized that the action of pulling the collar just now had scratched his wound, and the blood was slowly oozing out, and because the other party didn't know what anesthesia had been administered and it hadn't been removed, Sikong Zhaixing Has passed out.

"Junior brother!" The always ruthless Chief Catcher panicked, completely ignoring his appearance, because Sikong's wrist was held in his hand, and his pulse was extremely weak.

"Let me see." Hua Manlou came over to check his pulse, but frowned slightly.Bandit Wu saw it, picked him up by the waist, and prepared to go back to find Mo Daowan as quickly as possible.

Hua Manlou stopped him, with a strange expression on his face, he shook his head and said, "He's intoxicated."

"Intoxicated?" Lu Xiaofeng was very surprised.

In order to save Ping An from being hunted down, Sikong was once poisoned by Shenmian. Intoxication and Shenmian are the same thing, they are both used in the palace, but Shenmian is researched from intoxication. It is easy to relieve, but intoxication cannot be solved without antidote.

As for where the antidote is, it naturally coexists with the poison.

Lu Xiaofeng somewhat understood what the other party wanted, although the other party had been targeting Si Kong all the time, first by framing and then by taking prisoners, but they just wanted to find out about Concubine Li again, it could be said that they used all kinds of coercion and lure.

"What exactly are they trying to do?" Piao Wu hugged Sikong's hand tightly, and he cut off his love for it. Why did God let the truth come to light, why did he still let him be in the middle of the dispute?

"I think I can probably guess some." Lu Xiaofeng answered him, "The chaos in Xianghe, the chaos in central Sichuan, wherever these people go, it will definitely cause all kinds of disputes and panic. If Sikong goes to the palace to ask for medicine, then we must Report the matter of Li Concubine investigation to the emperor, the emperor already has the heart to clear the king of Han, now add another ironclad evidence, and Le'an will be in chaos."

The other party is like a playful child who can't see a peaceful and stable world, and insists on stormy waves and stormy waves. It seems that only in this way can they show their abilities.

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It will be eleven soon, happy holidays, I really hope that I can be a rice worm forever, um, how about writing City Lord Ye as a rice worm? ?