Jiangnan Bank

, "I also know that he and Tang Fang are a pair of heroes, but why should the sons and daughters of the rivers and lakes stick to the worldly views, will Miss Tang still not understand?"

"He" refers to Xiao Qiushui.On Danxia Mountain, because Xiao Qiushui missed Tang Fang, he never surpassed Song Mingzhu's observance, but Song Mingzhu never forgot him.

The eight heavenly kings and 19 demons in the power gang are walking outside, holding the power in the rivers and lakes.However, Wu Gongzi Liu's "one kill three phoenixes with two wings" is even more mysterious and unpredictable. Not only is his martial arts superior to the eight kings of the power gang, but his status in the gang is even higher than that.

Red Phoenix Song Mingzhu is in the gang, even the Eight Great Heavenly Kings will salute her when they meet her, and the rest of the gang dare not chat with her casually. Recently, this young man who suddenly appeared in the gang is not affiliated with the power gang, and he is taciturn and bright. The lively Song Mingzhu always likes to talk to him.

In Song Mingzhu's view, the most enviable woman in the world is none other than Zhao Shirong, and being able to have a deep love with Li Chenzhou and his wife is a good story in the world that only envies mandarin ducks but not immortals.But after Danxia and his party, she was inexplicably envious of the girl named Tang Fang, and left a little bit of regret in her heart.In her words, it also vaguely revealed that the dewy marriages and romantic affairs of the children of the rivers and lakes seem to be commonplace.

Meng Xinghun found it difficult to understand such feelings.In his previous life, although he had had many women, after he met the girl he loved and had a wife, he could no longer bear to have intimate relationships with other women.

However, it is difficult for him to know that Zhao Shirong's heart is not as free and easy as his words.

She and Li Chenzhou have been in love for many years, but only she knows that after seeing Li Chenzhou with other women, her heart is hard to get over.It's not that she doesn't want to be open-minded, it's not that she doesn't know that Li Chenzhou loves her in his heart, but he can't get rid of his demons anymore, and even his martial arts have stagnated since then.

When she dealt with Zhu Shunshui with a sweet smile in front of the group of heroes, she didn't know if this faint gloomy color had overflowed in her heart, but no matter how many thoughts she had, she was covered by her bright and moving smile.

Then, she saw Xiao Qiushui, and also seemed to see the past between her and Li Chenzhou, and saw her youth that never returned.

When everyone was scrambling for the Hero Order of the World, and Yan Kuangfu Shi made a shocking move, Meng Xinghun took advantage of the chaos and left.

At the end of the day, he left Dangyang City far away.

He has nothing to do in the power gang, and travels from time to time.Sometimes they come out to greet the morning sun and return in the clouds, and sometimes they travel for several days before returning.

The afterglow of the setting sun in the sky, in the eyes of wanderers, will always inadvertently touch the most nostalgic memories in my heart.My hometown, but I miss the other side that I can't reach.

So there is only drooping eyes, avoiding the warm sunset that makes people want to cry, and rushing alone for an endless journey.

He set out on the road at sunset, and waited until the moonlight poured over the mountains and forests before he looked up at the full moon and remembered that today was the fifteenth day of the eighth lunar month.There are waxing and waning moons, but reunion is rare in the world.

He has no relatives here, the power gang is the only place he is familiar with, and the person he wants to kill seems to be his only connection with this world.Even if it was him, he could not help but feel a little melancholy.After standing silently for a long time, he moved forward.

When rushing back to the main altar under the moonlight, I suddenly passed by a family in the mountains.Before he got close, he saw a night walker rushing in, and it seemed that someone was planning a secret thing here.

Meng Xinghun was not interested in the secrets in the Jianghu, and had no intention of exploring them, but he accidentally saw the face of one of them.There are many people in the power gang, but even an ordinary-looking person will never forget everything he has seen.

So I quietly stopped and listened for a while, but it was hard to imagine the content of those people's conversations in advance.

"Brother Chu has been planning for a long time, and he will definitely not miss..."

"...The poison is colorless and tasteless. It is put in the food and in the floor trap. Even if the person can avoid it, he still has to breathe. The air is full of..."

"Brother Chu and the seven masters conspired from behind, no matter how good that man's martial arts are..."

"Even if you can't succeed, you can still attack with fire. The gunpowder has been buried..."

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[-]. Domineering

Meng Xinghun rode his horse and galloped. Under the deep night, the mountains and forests he passed through were surprisingly quiet, only the sound of horseshoes and wind echoed in his ears.

It seems that he is the only traveler left in the world, rushing towards the unknown destination.

The mountains, rivers and rivers have not changed, but the cultural landscape has always changed. The rivers and lakes are alone, and there is always a sense of unreality.

And running under the cover of night, and traveling thousands of miles alone, he has long been used to it, and he has also learned how to conserve his energy during long-distance treks. Even in such a gallop, every breath is clear. It is shallow and long, with no shortness of breath.

This has become his instinct, just like a cheetah, without thinking, but knows how to win in the final contest with its prey.

However, he seldom had the experience of rushing without sparing any energy. To kill someone, he didn't need to be in a hurry. He needed to fully relax himself so that his reaction and body functions could be optimally coordinated when he acted.

Unlike at this time, he was not thinking about anything.Riding the horse only by instinct, I don't know why the thousand-mile gallop came.

Who would have thought that such a thrilling murderous intent could be hidden in the few words heard in the deserted village and forest.Rao, he was surprised that someone could plan such a meticulous and terrifying assassination in the power gang, and he couldn't think of anyone who could escape safely under such an assassination situation.

It was just the killer's instinctive judgment. He didn't think about predicting the outcome of others, nor did he think about what it would mean to him.

Until I dismounted from the horse at the main altar, I heard a loud noise, and in the distance I could only see the flames rising into the sky and thick smoke rising into the clouds.The house was wiped out, and the earth-shattering explosion happened in an instant.

Assassination and bloodshed are commonplace for everyone in the power gang, but after realizing who's residence it was, everyone who rushed to it immediately couldn't help being stunned.

There was only one person, who passed by the stunned crowd without a single step, and threw himself into the place where the dust and smoke rolled without thinking.

The house in the center of the courtyard fell apart, and the fire outside was quickly extinguished, but "Water King" Ju Xiushan, like the rest of the gang, stood on the edge of the damaged house and pavilion, hesitating not to dare to approach.

There is no artificially designated forbidden area in the power gang, but that person is not someone the gang dares to disturb.

After the smoke and dust gradually cleared away, Meng Xinghun's place was originally the center of the courtyard. He silently looked at the astonishing destructive power in front of him. It was really hard to imagine that anyone could survive the disaster.

There was a void in my heart, and the hesitation I felt when I was thrown into this world by the weird force once again, I couldn't believe what I saw, but I couldn't control my fate.

It seemed that all the ties related to him were broken instantly, but it was too late to think about whether he would be exiled in this strange and alienated world for life.

He is a person who has never had a sense of belonging, but it does not mean that he is indifferent to wandering in another world. He is always like a boat in the river and sea, struggling to survive and not knowing where to go in the turbulent waves.If you have no direction, you will eventually get tired, and your faint hope will eventually be extinguished.

I didn't know how long he stood there, and then, he heard the sound of footsteps in his ear, which was soft and calm, but as clear as if he was stepping on his heart, awakening him from the chaos and nothingness.Looking back suddenly, there are people walking slowly above the ruins. The person is in the scene, meaningful and picturesque, but all the scenery in the world does not catch his eyes.

It seemed that the time for an outing was just right, and he was walking leisurely in the countryside, mountains and forests. From his expression, it could not be seen that he had just experienced a life-and-death struggle, and the smile in his eyes did not change at all.

Such a pair of eyes, when looking at others, always have a gentle and shallow smile, and the indifferent and proud look in the pupils is rare, and it will be aroused by the opponent to be mad and stubborn. So far, it is only in Huanhuaxi I've seen it.

Passing by, he still smiled and nodded when he saw Meng Xinghun, but for the first time, Meng Xinghun really felt that no one could catch his eyes.

When they saw him walk by, those who stood nearby like a log became active as if their acupoints had been released in an instant, and they all breathed a sigh of relief.

When the Fifth Young Master was in the gang, everyone was afraid of him, and they didn't dare to breathe in front of him, but it's hard to imagine how they would behave without him.

Under the bright moon and clear wind, we sit opposite each other and drink together.

The fighting and bloodshed seemed to have faded away without leaving any traces, and the two people toasted and drank in a relaxed posture, looked from a distance as if they had known each other for a long time.

No one can guess that one is the killer and the other is the person he wants to kill.It is far from irreversible, and the distance is far from thousands of miles.

If you want to kill a person, you must first understand what kind of person it is.Meng Xinghun has been implementing this very well for many years.He will never act rashly, and if necessary, he will never hesitate to take the risk. A [-]% certainty is enough for him to make a move, but this is based on the premise that he has enough understanding of the target. No one is better than him. More clearly, there is only one life, whether it is someone else's or your own.

But at this moment, even though they seem to be very familiar friends in the eyes of others, he is still confused, unable to see clearly what kind of person they are.

A man who had no flaws when he raised his hand to retreat from the enemy, his mood on the Emei Mountain road was slightly turbulent, and he was full of nostalgia... He was on the sidelines, his eyes saw a lot, and even some things no one else could see except him.

But it was still someone he couldn't understand.

With the cup in hand, there is no trace of sake.His heart has never been as calm as it appears on the surface. From the first step, he has the consciousness of death at any time, but the most unexpected thing,