Chun Feng Du Jian

The appearance of Wen Heng promptly and successfully stopped the internal strife between the two. Fang Wujiu jumped down from the railing and stood in the courtyard. Surprisingly, Xue Qinglan was taken out of his soul by you, really confused."

Wen Heng didn't care much about his yin and yang aura, but said very politely: "Thank you, Sect Master Fang, for your compliment. We are fine, you can relax."

Fang Wujiu glanced at him indifferently, and asked, "Where is Xue Qinglan? Why didn't you come to see me?"

Wen Heng said: "I'm afraid I will disappoint Sect Master Fang. He didn't come. If you have something to convey, you can tell me the same."

Those two made such a big commotion in Hengwu Mountain, Fang Wujiu thought that Xue Qinglan had betrayed the Chuxing Xingzong and wanted to stand with Wen Heng, and originally planned to kill the traitor on the spot today to deter the sect Everyone, they didn't expect that at such a critical moment of life and death, Xue Qinglan would abandon Wen Heng and let him go to the meeting alone. He couldn't help but feel a little shaken in his heart, and said coolly: "No need, I don't want to ask a dead person to pass the message for me."

Feng Baoyi has been silent since he appeared, at this time Fang asked sharply: "Wen Shaoxia, what do you think of the Great Inner Palace as a place, you can come and go whenever you want, you really think that the nine masters can do nothing to you Is it?"

"Come on, Master Feng," Wen Heng sneered, "No one knows why I came to the palace than Your Excellency, so there is no need to say such high-sounding words."

"..."

Feng Baoyi looks quite upright, but with a stern face, a cold temperament, and a very fierce long scar, he is not a friendly old man at first glance.After Wen Heng's words fell to the ground, Fang Wujiu clearly saw that his brows were depressed, his eyes were slightly narrowed, and under the heavy shadow of the night, he unexpectedly showed a ferocious look of prey for no reason.

"good."

Feng Baoyi suddenly admitted happily: "After the Hengwu Mountain Conference, you took Xue Qinglan to Wuning City for treatment and healing, and Wen Jiu secretly went out of Beijing to seek your help. I know all of this. He joined the crown prince early on. , Seeing that I wanted to support the Eighth Prince, I rushed out to ask for help.

"He used old things as a bargaining chip to lure you to Beijing for revenge, and he wanted to use your hand to get rid of me, didn't he?"

Wen Heng didn't follow his words, but said slowly: "I said earlier, there will be a battle between you and me sooner or later, it is better to hit the sun than to choose the day. Since we have caught up today, let's make it clear."

Feng Baoyi suddenly raised his hand and slapped it three times.

All of a sudden, small and urgent movements sounded from the surrounding courtyards, roofs, doors and windows. Countless black-clad soldiers appeared from the dark night, and aimed at Wen Heng with their bows and arrows. Standing in all directions, forming a tight encirclement circle, surrounded Wen Heng, Feng Baoyi, and Fang Wujiu in the center.

Wen Heng sat on the eaves, condescending, and could see very clearly: in front of him on the left, Wen Jiu, with disheveled hair, was held in the hands of a man in white who looked like a sad scholar. I could only stare at him with bloodshot eyes, not knowing whether to tell him to run fast, or to tell him to fight hard.

It's a pity that he didn't have a pair of talking eyes, and Wen Heng is not a god who can read minds. He and Wen Jiu's eyes turned away as soon as they touched each other, like two unrelated strangers.

Under the moonlight, he crossed his knees with his sword, and his clothes fluttered, like an immortal relying on the wind to control the wind, he stepped into the net without any panic, but asked leisurely: "Your Excellency, there is a big battle. It seems that you have been prepared and determined to win?"

Feng Baoyi replied calmly: "With Mr. Wen's ingenuity, can't you see that this big show tonight is specially prepared for you?"

"Well, I can see it now," Wen Heng said, "so murdering the prince and supporting the young master are just a cover to lure me into the bait. Wen Jiu is close to the prince under your nose, you pretend not to see it, In fact, I already knew it well. The imperial palace in the capital is under your control, and my identity has just been revealed. Guess that once you show the intention of threatening the prince, there will be no one available to you. Eight out of ten I will try to find my help, and you just need to set up an ambush and wait for me to walk into the trap on my own initiative."

Feng Baoyi said mockingly, "His Royal Highness the crown prince is the crown prince of a country. I have no intention of taking power, and I have no intention of arrogating. It is only because someone with a heart provokes me that I suspect the crown prince."

Wen Heng glanced at Wen Jiu, and smiled: "That's right, as long as you kill this group of reckless and treacherous villains tonight, and kill the imperial concubine, mother and son by the way, the prince will return to Beijing unscathed in the future. The pure world will naturally regard you as the first-class hero. When the time comes, you will be the elder of the three dynasties, and the honor and favor of more than [-] years will continue. What you want to do is just a matter of words."

Feng Baoyi did not directly respond to his statement, apparently acquiescing: "Some people like to be smart and always feel that they are the orioles in the back. If you can't become a golden eagle or a golden roc, if you get ahead too quickly, you will just send it up in vain and become someone else's prey."

"I understand. It turns out that a human-like skin was born, but the heart of a beast is inside." Wen Heng nodded seriously, "There is one more thing that I still can't figure out, and I hope Your Excellency will explain it to me." confused."

Without waiting for Feng Bao to agree, he directly asked: "In order to lure me to show up, you even risked offending the crown prince, what is your virtue and ability, it's worth your scheming and eagerness to get rid of me? "

At this time, Fang Wujiu sneered at the side suddenly: "Young master Wen, Shaoxia Wen, it's like slapping him in the face when you ask such a question."

"Why did he kill you? Of course it was because he was afraid of you." Fang Wujiu didn't even look at Feng Baoyi, but his tone was extremely mocking, "It's only been a few months since the Sword Discussion Conference to now. Your reputation has already risen, and you have been called a "hero". If you let it go like this, when you become popular, how will Feng Baoyi attack the Central Plains martial arts?"

Wen Heng suddenly said: "So that's the case."

"Then, since Sect Master Fang knows that he has such thoughts, why does he want to help the evildoers and would rather stand on the same boat as him?"

The corners of Fang Wujiu's smiling lips faltered, then slowly fell back, and asked quietly: "Chui Xingzong is not standing with him, is he still standing with those dignified and respectable sects?"

What he said was right, as far as Wen Heng has seen in the past few years, in the martial arts, there is a clear distinction between good and evil sects, and there are strict barriers between the eight major sects and the small sects, and even the knights of the rivers and lakes.To use an analogy, the martial arts forest in the Central Plains is like a tree. Feng Baoyi spent more than ten years cutting off those small branches. A few thick branches still barely support the false appearance of luxuriant branches, but in fact the inside is hollow, and can no longer block the wind and rain.

"enough."

"Mr. Wen," Feng Baoyi stood in the shade of trees and flowers in the courtyard, and the night wind carried his voice to the eaves, and there seemed to be a low sigh in it, "You are indeed a rare and incomparable talent. You have both intelligence and martial arts, and you have a glorious and chivalrous heart...but if people like you don't die, mediocre people in the world will have no way out."

Wen Heng didn't expect to hear such a high evaluation in his mouth, he couldn't help laughing for a moment, and said modestly: "Miao Zan, I'm also a layman, I want to protect myself before I encounter a situation, and I cherish my life, but I can't afford to be praised like you— —”

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly drew his sword and turned sideways, dodging five or six fine steel cables as thin as hair. Feng swirled towards him with a palm, and slapped his right shoulder with a loud palm.Wen Heng backhanded back in front of the shield, and the two touched and left in mid-air, their respective robes fluttering at the end of the roof.The smile on Wen Heng's face was still there, and he said: "Master Feng, I thought you would be more patient and tell me why you hate the Central Plains martial arts so much. It seems that I don't have the honor today."

Feng Baoyi calmly replied: "Tonight is not a good time to tell a story. After a hundred years from now, you and I will meet in the underground, and it won't be too late to tell you the details."

Wen Heng sneered, as if he thought it was funny, shook his head, and said in a low voice: "Even if I die, the person waiting for me is not you."

When Feng Bao saw that his death was imminent, but he was unafraid, his eyebrows twitched, and suddenly he felt an indescribable feeling of panic. At this moment, he heard Wen Heng say unhurriedly: "You You pretended to assassinate the prince and let everyone fall into your trap, and lied to Wenjiu to ask me for help. You are sure that we will put all the elite forces in the palace to ensure that the prince is safe; the spy will tell you , I came to the capital alone, right?"

Feng Baoyi keenly caught a bit of cat-and-mouse banter from his tone, and a vague thought flashed through his mind, not enough for a short moment to make him want to pass the test, but enough to make him feel like he was in the cold autumn wind. In the middle of the night, a thin layer of sweat oozed from the palm of his hand.

"But Mr. Feng, have you ever thought that just because I promised Wen Jiu to help him, doesn't mean I won't be on guard against him." Wen Heng said softly, "It doesn't matter if his surname is Wen, and it doesn't matter if he is loyal to the prince—— Haven’t I been persecuted by someone surnamed Wen in half my life?”

"How could I forget that he is a master and your companion just because his surname is Wen?"

The wind picked up suddenly, Feng Baoyi hurriedly turned around, only in time to catch a palm flying from outside the sky.His chest was suffocated, all internal organs were shocked, a mouthful of blood rushed to his throat, and he swallowed it back.

"It's you!"

Su Youfeng laughed loudly and said: "That's right! I haven't seen you for many years, I don't think you still remember me. It can be seen that people can't do bad things, otherwise they may run into ghosts in the middle of the night."

Wen Heng chopped off the thin steel rope in Fang Wujiu's hand with a sword, and the two were fighting together, and he corrected him in a leisurely way: "Master be careful, how can anyone say that he is a ghost?"

The experience of being chased and killed by Kunlun Buxu Palace was simply a nightmare of Feng Baoyi's life. He lived in Da Nei for a long time and lived a peaceful life for many years. He almost thought that Buxu Palace had forgotten him. The wind hit face to face, and the fright and shock he suffered was beyond words. No matter how hard it was to maintain a calm expression, his expression was as ferocious as that of a ghost, and he asked in a hissing voice, "Why are you here?!"

Su Youfeng's internal force pushed away like mountains and seas, that posture obviously wanted to kill him immediately, but he replied calmly: "I am entrusted by others, thanks to you."

At the beginning, he was ordered to hunt down Feng Baoyi and told him to cut off his arm. Since then, he was expelled from Buxu Palace, wandering in the rivers and lakes, and became a disheveled beggar.It took Su Youfeng several years to adapt to life with only his left arm. At that time, he had no thought of revenge. Unfortunately, Feng Baoyi had long since disappeared and was nowhere to be found; , became the inner guard who won the emperor's trust, and there were many martial arts masters around him.After Su Youfeng lost his arm, his strength was not as good as before. Even if he singled out Feng Baoyi, his chances of winning were not high, so how could he beat nine masters?

Although he looks unkempt and crazy, he actually knows a lot in his heart, and he is not a blindly impulsive and reckless person.So Su Youfeng then hid himself in the market place, while monitoring Feng Baoyi, while keeping a low profile, he chose suitable apprentices for himself, hoping to repay his debts with blood, so that he could personally avenge Feng Baoyi in his lifetime.

Who knows if he will be very happy and lucky: the apprentice received him so well, without his effort, Wen Heng pushed Feng Baoyi to his eyes smoothly.