wind blowing wind

stay up.

a few days later.

Puzhou City is only half a day's journey away from Bumin Mountain, and it is also the closest big city to Bumin Mountain. Therefore, the sects who are going to participate in the martial arts conference will generally reorganize in Puzhou before continuing to Bumin Mountain.

In October of Zichun, the training wind is in the sky.It is often frost, and it is quiet.

This is Puzhou. Puzhou is a famous city of red leaves. Whenever autumn comes, the city is full of fire, which drives people away from the cold.There is also a Pu River flowing through Puzhou. The Pu River is small and slow, which has the meaning of a small town in the south.There are red-leaf trees on both sides of the Pu River, so taking a boat on the Pu River is the best choice for enjoying the red leaves.

As the saying goes: Ziqiu often sits on a single leaf with pan eyes, but on a sunny day, he has no intention of thinking about the journey.

Now the red-leaf trees are so red, the upper reaches of the Pu River form a group of three, boating on the Pu River, drawing the wind to compose poems, standing on the river to relax the feet, sipping hot wine, painting silk and bamboo boats, singing the wind and watching the scenery, it's so leisurely.

Song Yanchu stood on the stern of the boat in white clothes, and walked towards the place where the red leaves were more red. He held a red umbrella and looked far away.

Speaking of the red umbrella is also a coincidence. It rains a lot in Puzhou City at the moment. Before boarding the boat, Song Yanchu came to the umbrella seller and wanted to buy a plain umbrella, but the plain umbrella was sold out, and only the red umbrella was left. Just for him.

Hold an umbrella for Qing.

The whistling north wind swallowed Song Yanchu's slightly thin body, he gathered his clothes, recalled that night Suhui put on the red clothes for himself, and now he is still in the same boat as before, but now he really feels a little lonely.

As far as his eyes were concerned, he could not help unfolding the letter paper in his hand:

Dyeing the fire in the late autumn, the Qionghu singing the moon, and the long sword leaning on the building, reading this is scattered.

A few months in a hurry, there is no guest for the first time, see each other through the clouds, and feel the rest.

Where is Qing, if you don't want to return, you can only hear the jade chime, but this feeling remains the same.

When he saw the content of this poem, Song Yanchu knew who the sender was...but he didn't want to remember this person, so he just had the opportunity to go to the martial arts conference. He could leave Changling City and Suhui, and it was also to give him time to calm down. down.

The boat went ashore and the drizzle stopped. Song Yanchu put away the red umbrella and left the shocking red umbrella on the boat. After that, he didn't miss the city's prosperity, but was more afraid of the red eyes, and hurried out of the city gate of Puzhou .

【Outside of Puzhou City】

Song Yanchu hurried out of the Puzhou city gate with an unsteady complexion. There was no red outside the Puzhou city, only the scattered leaves and dead branches. Hold on, without leaking half of the warmth.

From a distance, he saw a group of people walking towards this side. Song Yanchu knew the martial arts habits well, so he guessed in his heart that a certain sect must have come to Puzhou City to rest for a while.

"Doctor Song!"

The charming woman wearing a tender pink skirt and a bright yellow gauze suddenly yelled at Song Yanchu who was about to leave, and after speaking, she came to Song Yanchu's side and took his arm.

"Ran'er, don't be rude!"

A middle-aged man in his fifties who was slightly thinner but with a handsome appearance yelled at the woman in pink. Although he said yelling, there was no anger at all, but kindness mixed with it.

When Song Yan first saw the person coming, he straightened his mind and greeted him. He bowed gracefully and politely: "Master Liu, Miss Liu is polite."

"Doctor Song, please forgive me for offending my daughter." Liu Shaocong, the head of the Lei Qi Gang, apologized in his mouth, but his body was straight, and there was no apology in his eyes.

"Miss Liu is lively by nature, so naturally I won't blame you." Song Yanchu shook his head slightly and smiled gently.

Liu Shaocong doted on Liu Ran'er, Liu Ran'er wanted to learn martial arts back then, but some members of the gang strongly opposed it, and Liu Shaocong used various methods to kill those who opposed him in his gang or drive them out of the gang for Liu Ran'er.

"Father..." Liu Ran'er acted coquettishly, looking affectionately at Song Yanchu, who was standing in white and standing beside him, who was calm and quiet.

This Liu Ran'er is the youngest daughter of Liu Shaocong. She has a pretty appearance and a lively personality, but she is unruly and willful. She also has many admirers in the martial arts world.She has been in love with Song Yanchu since she met Song Yanchu two years ago, and after Song Yanchu was cured of her heart disease, she pursued her even more closely.

"Doctor Song, I haven't seen you for two years. I wonder if I can have the honor to have a little reunion with Doctor Song?" Liu Shaocong looked at his daughter and wanted to create a chance for the two of them.

"I'm disrespectful."

Saying so, the three of them, together with the disciples of Lei Qi's gang, came to a small restaurant outside Puzhou city and sat down.

Liu Shaocong is a man of the rivers and lakes. He is informal but also very conceited. He does things as he pleases and does whatever he wants. As soon as he sits down, he orders a few jars of good wine and a few dishes of side dishes.

He filled a bowl of wine for himself and Song Yanchu: "Come, I respect you."

"I also respect Lord Liu." After finishing speaking, Song Yanchu poured down the big bowl of wine, which seemed a bit drunk.

"I don't know if Dr. Song understands that Tunyun village was razed a few days ago, and all the disciples in the village were killed." Liu Shaocong opened the topic leisurely.

"Tunyunzhai was destroyed?" Song Yanchu looked pale, and then asked eagerly, "Does the leader know who did it?"

"I heard that it was done by two handsome and extraordinary men. One is dressed in red than fire, the other is dressed in blue like smoke. Both are from Changling."

Song Yanchu fell into deep thought after hearing this, and murmured: "Red clothes and blue clothes, handsome and extraordinary, people from Changling..." He was probably sure that they were Shuhui and Yujunhou, and there are other people in the world besides Shuhui and Gu Xi Who dares to level a cottage?

"I heard that the two of them were so drunk that they fell into a pool of blood and continued to drink together after killing someone. They were so ambiguous." Liu Shaocong continued.

"The man in green is Yu Junhou." Liu Ran'er suddenly affirmed, "I heard that it was the order of the imperial court to destroy Tunyunzhai."

"I also remembered from Ran'er's reminder. After this incident, there are rumors in Changling City that the man in red is with Yu Junhou. Even the emperor is interested."

"I... I remember that I need to buy some things, so I can't spend more time with the boss." Song Yanchu didn't want to hear any more, and said goodbye with an ugly smile on the corner of his mouth, and then quickly left the restaurant.

"Doctor Song..." Seeing Song Yanchu leave, Liu Ran'er wanted to persuade Song Yanchu to stay, but Song Yanchu had already walked away before he finished speaking, unwillingness flashed in Xing's eyes, and there was a moment of viciousness.

Not long after Song Yanchu left, Fu Jiong's penetrating voice came from afar.

"Liu Shaocong! You son of a bitch!"

"Fu Jiong, what the hell are you talking about!" Liu Shaocong was not a kind person either, as soon as he heard it, he knew it was his nemesis Fu Jiong.

Tianyi Hall and Lei Qi Gang are not far away, so the gang in this hall often quarrels endlessly over small and big matters, and this time it is because of the treasure of the Western Regions that the two teams fought fiercely.

Fu Jiong quickly brought Tianyitang and his party to Liu Shaocong. Both teams were furious, and the battle was imminent.

"Liu Shaocong, you bastard, how dare you send someone to take my treasure map! Fortunately, my martial arts is so strong that I didn't let you succeed!" Fu Jiong continued to curse.

"So what, I, Liu Shaocong, never think twice about doing things." Liu Shaocong slapped the wooden table, and the wooden table shattered into pieces, and messy sawdust flew around, making everyone cough.

"What a son of a bitch, you're so not crazy to take my treasure map! Today, if I, Fu Jiong, don't teach you a lesson, I'll be an eunuch."

After Fu Jiong finished speaking, he picked up the horned dragon knife and slashed at Liu Shaocong. The horned dragon knife was extremely heavy but it was extremely light when wielding it in Fu Jiong's hand.

Fu Jiong first gathered all his energy to strike Liu Shaocong across the head. Liu Shaocong gathered energy in his palm to break through it with a burst of internal energy, then changed his palm posture, the wind of his palm was like a sword, and instantly stabbed at Fu Jiong.

Fu Jiong stepped back quickly with the knife in hand, turned around and flew up to avoid the palm wind, and at the same time slashed down, the palm wind smashed the lush tree opposite.

With one move to resist, Liu Shaocong immediately flew away and came to Fu Jiong. His right arm turned red, which was the power of Tiansha palm. Once his right arm turned red, it could resist all kinds of sharp weapons. Invulnerable.This is the famous Heavenly Fiend Palm, which is so powerful that the wounded can be paralyzed in four limbs, and in severe cases, the internal organs are completely broken, and the seven orifices bleed.

The two began to fight and split their moves, no less than dozens of rounds.

Just as the two were fighting inextricably, Guo Cang sent a group of people to the gate of Puzhou City.

Fu Jiong and Liu Shaocong had seen the Cang faction coming, and they knew well that celebrities from various factions in the martial arts are constantly undercurrents. The people's eyes met, they put away their moves at the same time, and flew back to the ground.

"Master Fu, Master Liu, don't come here without any harm." Wen Fu, the head of the Guocang Sect, brushed his long gray beard with a dash of demeanor.

"Who am I? It turns out to be the head of Wen." Liu Shaocong glanced at the old man and said leisurely.

"Master Wen." Although Fu Jiong was a big and thick guy, he was also somewhat polite, and he also clasped his fists to salute.

"Yuan Shu pays homage to Hall Master Fu, Chief Liu."

Yuanshu is the name of Yun Xiuyi's seniority in the Guocang Sect, the major disciple of the Guocang Sect is the Yuanzi Generation, and there is another person in the same generation as Yun Xiuyi called Yuanshi, but he fell off a cliff for some reason five years ago and has passed away. At that time, Yun Xiuyi felt that Yuanshi died strangely, and wanted to investigate, but he still only came to the conclusion that he stumbled and fell off the cliff.

"I don't know what made the two of you fight?" Wen Fu said like a wise old man

"It's all for us to discuss each other, isn't it Futangzhu?" Although Liu Shaocong acted perversely, he was not a fool.

Fu Jiong was straightforward. Although he didn't know what Liu Shaocong did, he didn't want to be caught by the Guocang faction, so he could only acquiesce.Wen Fu supported his long beard, glanced at the two of them with a smile, with an inscrutable expression on his face.

Afterwards, the three teams of men and horses chilled each other.