ten steps one kill

For the first time in a long time, Liu Hongfeng directly called Duan Changya by his name.

The moment the words came out, even he himself was stunned.

The two simple syllables turned into a lever, prying open his inner voice that had been sealed all along.

It wasn't the moment when we hugged each other in the sea of ​​fire last night, nor was it the moment when we just crossed the water together.

But just before the farewell, the emotions in his chest suddenly rolled up into a thousand waves and rushed out uncontrollably.

As if being held by an invisible hand, he was forced to turn his head and stare at the person who was just a few feet away.

Duan Changya's face was wet, water droplets rolled over the protruding corners of the cheekbones, and then slid down the sharp jaw into the darkness.His complexion was a little pale, and his messy hair stuck to his cheeks, making him look a little decadent.But his eyes are always bright and clear, just like his vigorous soul.

Liu Hongfeng thought countless times, how could God create such a creature, who has been alone in the rivers and lakes for ten years, and he has seen all kinds of people. Outside of good and evil, greed and desire, love and ignorance, he once thought that the scenery in the world was nothing more than this, until Duan Changya broke into his field of vision.In the vast sea of ​​clouds, only this person is different, unique, unpredictable and unexpected.

Neither the icy water nor the overwhelming fire could stain this man. If you only look at his eyes, you can never imagine what a heavy fate he has borne.

Liu Hongfeng finally admitted that from the first time he saw Duan Changya, he was deeply attracted, and it was hard to look away.

It turns out that hiding love is more difficult than forgetting hatred.He, Liu Hongfeng, is a coward. Only on the eve of farewell can he face his own heart.

When the farewell was approaching, the knot in his heart was finally released, he no longer wrestled with himself, and in the contest with Duan Changya, he willingly admitted defeat and surrendered.

His gaze became gentle involuntarily, and even his tone was tender: "I'm leaving, take care, and don't be caught by your ambitious grandpa."

After finishing speaking, he slowly turned his head, trying his best to look away from the magnet.

However, Duan Changya refused to let him go, like a conqueror declaring victory, he quickly reached out and grabbed his wrist.

Liu Hongfeng looked at him with raised eyebrows: "Why? You don't know as much as that brat, so you dare not stay alone?"

Duan Changya said: "I will go with you."

Liu Hongfeng immediately shook her head: "No, now only you can protect the seal and it's safe and sound. If you don't want our efforts to come to nothing, you'd better be obedient and hide here."

Duan Changya didn't deny it, but he didn't let go of his hand either. He just stared into Liu Hongfeng's eyes and asked, "Why do you always act so willfully and recklessly, you can always say a lot of truths, but never consider others' thoughts?"

Liu Hongfeng frowned, pursed her lips, and looked aggrieved: "Didn't I just say that, I, Liu Hongfeng, have such a temperament, ruthless, heartless, unlucky, and the people I have failed can't be counted with ten fingers. You, Duan Changya, are just one of them."

Duan Changya shook his head and said, "You are clearly lying again. I am different from other people."

Liu Hongfeng couldn't help being startled, and then burst out laughing.

At this point, he finally understood what kind of person he had offended.

Their eyes faced each other, and the two were deadlocked in the dark. Liu Hongfeng only felt that he was about to be pierced by the other party's gaze, and he had no choice but to show his distress.Before that, he sighed and said, "I've only known you for a few days, and it's considered an accidental encounter. It's about to die, can't you be nicer to me?"

This time Duan Changya was stunned, and after a while he said: "I didn't mean to embarrass you."

Liu Hongfeng said: "Then let me go. You have a heart of stone, but I don't. If you continue talking, I will be sad."

Duan Changya stared at him blankly, couldn't think of what to say for a while, and could only remain silent in embarrassment.Liu Hongfeng knew very well that it was probably more difficult to expect sweet words from this mouth than to expect the sun to come out from the west.

So he blinked and said, "Before I leave, can you show me a smile?"

Duan Changya also blinked, obviously he didn't expect the other party to make such a request suddenly.But he still obeyed Liu Hongfeng's temperament, raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and revealed a smile.

The smile was very faint, set off by the pale corners of the lips, and quickly melted into the gloomy night.

But Liu Hongfeng seemed to be fascinated, raised his hand hanging in the air, stretched out to Duan Changya again, and slowly approached that faint smile that was almost nothing, as if in a dream.

Finally, his thumb touched the soft lips.

The touch on the finger was weak, so he simply increased his strength, and the pad of the finger went down vertically along the upper lip, passed the undulating tip of the lip, and wiped the lower jaw all the way.

Under his caress, Duan Changya's mouth opened slightly, together with his surprised eyes, he outlined a rather confused expression.

Liu Hongfeng also laughed, and said with a smiling voice: "Your face is really sinful, and people will never forget it once they see it. If it wasn't in front of the brat, I would want to kiss you right now."

Duan Changya's pupils suddenly dilated, before he could close his lips, he looked at him with astonishment.

But Liu Hongfeng had already moved his hand away, withdrew Yu Wen's remaining thumb back in front of him, and tapped a little on his lips.

The warm touch seems to remain on the fingertips, bringing up a touch of melancholy, like dewdrops when leaving the water, which is quickly blown away by the wind.

"Okay, so even if we have kissed, from now on, neither of us owes the other any more."

He raised his eyebrows, even blew a whistle, then turned his head, and pulled away quickly before his will wavered.

After escaping from Duan Changya's sight, he finally regained his freedom, his feet became light again, he stepped on the driftwood, and along the anchor chain tied to the end of the driftwood, he pushed his light work and jumped up.

The taut anchor chain is like a bridge, leading him to climb up to the direction of the deck and leave the world he is nostalgic for.

Although the road under his feet was going up, he had an illusion, as if he was falling into an abyss.

He felt a gust of wind blowing behind him, as if a hand was reaching out to him, however, his fingertips failed to touch the hem of his clothes after all.

He thought, he, Liu Hongfeng, should have been untouchable and untouchable.Walking alone, calmly and freely, like a red leaf passing through the world, rising or falling, no one can stop his footsteps and stop him from moving forward.

For the first time in a long time, he held his head up high, leaving all the light behind him, and facing forward with all his heart.

Although there is no afterlife, I will not regret this life.

When he jumped onto the deck, Liu Hongfeng finally saw Song Yungui's face clearly.

At the same time, his palm pressed down on the hilt of the sword at his waist.

This sword was handed over to him by Song Yungui himself. After several times of hiding, it was nearly lost several times, but miraculously returned to his hands again and again.

Now he finally understands that everything that happened on Yingzhou Island started with this sword. At the beginning, Song Yungui accidentally obtained an ancient famous sword from a mine in Nanjiang, and then persuaded Tianjimen and Zhujianzhuang to hold a martial arts competition. In the dark, he fueled the flames, sowed right and wrong, turned the Wulin upside down, and paved the way for King Pingnan's great cause of rebellion.

It was too late for him to know the truth, so late that there was only a glimmer of hope in front of him.

The sword was in the sheath, but it vibrated slightly and made a low sound, as if urging him to rush to the battlefield as soon as possible.

The sword of Mo Xie, who had been dormant for more than ten years for revenge, finally got his wish and cut off the head of the king of Chu, becoming a well-known legend in the world.But the death of the king of Chu was not the end. The famous sword and the tyrant were burned together and buried in a barren mound. The flames of war, the loss of life, and the sorrow and sorrow.

If there is a destiny in the world, then it is Liu Hongfeng's destiny to prevent the recurrence of the troubled times.

He drew his sword out of its sheath.

Both sides in the fierce battle showed expressions of surprise. Liu Hongfeng seemed to rush out of the darkness and smashed into the battle situation abruptly. No one expected him to break in suddenly, but they all stayed where they were.

In the stagnation, only his movements were astonishingly fast, and his body was as light as a gust of wind passing through, and a shower of rain was coming.

The wet soles of his feet stepped on the water-drenched deck, leaving a string of water traces as thin as silk threads.

The white blade tore through the darkness and slid straight towards Song Yungui's throat.

But the disciples of Dongfeng Hall were not idlers, they quickly came back to their senses, gathered their formations, and stood in front of him like an iron wall.

The formation has two layers, front defense and rear attack. After the front row blocked his way with swords, the long-distance attackers in the back row immediately tightened their bows and arrows, and shot three times. The arrows flew out at a speed like lightning and thunder. to where he landed.

The distance between the two sides was only a few feet, and the arrows hit his face, leaving him almost no chance to react.He could only raise his wrist, swing the saber quickly with instinct, and send out a series of moves.

A strong wind blew up and cut off the clusters of arrows attacking the front door in the air. The arrows were scattered like rain, but none of them hurt him.

But his speed inevitably slowed down.

While he was panting for breath, the sword-wielding enemies in the front line rushed after him and surrounded him. Before his sword could be withdrawn in time, they swept from all directions.

Every move is the essence of Tianji swordsmanship, just like many Duan Changya entangled him together, each of them wanted to take his life.

Tired of coping, he was forced to retreat under the impenetrable sword edge, and retreated into the other side's team-the martial arts people who seized the ship.

There were many familiar faces among the martial arts people, Liu Hongfeng turned his head slightly, just in time to meet Qi Shun's gaze.

He immediately remembered that this was a young man from Xiling Village, rushing ahead of the crowd.Liu Hongfeng had almost forgotten about him, but when he saw Liu Hongfeng, he was full of enthusiasm and cheered, "Young Master Feng! So you are still alive! That's great!"

Qi Shun wanted to rush forward and fight side by side with Liu Hongfeng, but another pair of hands held him down.

Standing behind him, Zhang Duyan leaned into his ear and whispered: "Silly boy, have you forgotten that Liu Hongfeng is Song Yungui's accomplice?"

Qi Shun was taken aback for a moment, and asked: "But isn't he on our side now?"

But Zhang Duyan shook his head and said, "Who knows if he is acting or if he will regret it."

The purposefully suppressed voice of discussion could not escape Liu Hongfeng's ears after all.

In the past, he had to pay the price for his previous experience of playing tricks and swaying left and right.

Liu Hongfeng no longer looked at Qi Shun's face, but silently looked at his enemy.However, Song Yungui raised his eyebrows, and said to him: "That's great, so you are safe and sound, but you disappeared suddenly, which makes me very worried."

Seeing the other party's fake smile, anger sprouted in Liu Hongfeng's chest: "You killed me, so naturally you didn't expect that I was still alive. Seeing my face, you must be itching with hatred."

Song Yungui spread his hands and said, "You are my most solid ally. It's too late for me to rely on you. How could I be willing to kill you?"

Liu Hongfeng sneered, and said, "The biggest mistake I've ever made in my life was believing your nonsense."

Song Yungui shrugged and said, "So you plan to admit your mistakes and repent? Beg your Jianghu brothers for a chance to reform themselves?"

Liu Hongfeng shook his head and said, "I don't need others to do anything, I can deal with you alone."

He didn't look back, didn't look at the crowd behind him.All the harsh comments from martial arts people were regarded as nothing by him.

There is no other distraction in his heart, and there is only one goal in his eyes, which is just a few feet away.

He shook his wrist and lightly flicked the sword, causing the simple and heavy iron to emit a clear and resonant sound.The water splash on the blade was thrown up by an invisible force, splashing like rain, drawing a majestic rainbow in the air.

It is Tianji swordsmanship.

His techniques are pure and his skills are exquisite, as if he was taught orthodox.The enemies on the opposite side were stunned, even Song Yungui suppressed his smile and looked at him with gloomy and serious eyes.

Since he was ten years old, he traveled all over the world, stealing lessons from various martial arts, including of course Tianji Sword Kung Fu.

Without advice from the teacher, and without companionship from the same school, he was always alone, and it took countless days and nights of sweat and tears to prop up his thin shoulders.

He sank his mind, exercised his energy and adjusted his breath, and put on a posture. At this moment, a picture suddenly flashed through his mind, and some old things appeared in front of his eyes without any warning.

It was at dusk many years ago, he once climbed up the courtyard wall of Duan Mansion and secretly peeked at the courtyard of Tianji Gate.However, the martial arts apprentices had already scattered away, leaving only a young man in white standing in the middle of the huge school field, dancing his sword alone.

The figure of the young man was still immature, but the setting sun made his shadow extremely tall. He repeated boring movements over and over again, sweat dripped down the gully on his cheeks, and formed a puddle on the ground.His eyes were soaked in mist, but his eyes were as firm as ever.

In the orange evening photo, he seemed to be aware of the movement behind him, and suddenly turned his head to meet Liu Hongfeng's eyes.

It turned out that they had known each other since then.

It turned out that although his fate was bitter, he was not alone.

Old memories surge up like a sea tide, passing over the soles of a pair of tired feet, and the gentle water rolls with fragments of time, wrapping the scarred body like cotton, driving away the pain, flicking away despair, and sending endless power .

Liu Hongfeng raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and stepped forward with his sword.

The deck is not too big, like a promenade standing on the sea, Song Yungui is standing at the stern, only a few steps away from Liu Hongfeng.

But his followers immediately surrounded Liu Hongfeng, blocking Liu Hongfeng's way, turning the short distance of a few steps into a natural moat.

The difficulty before Liu Hongfeng was even more difficult than before, just now he was able to sneak attack by surprise, but at this moment, he has become the target of public criticism.

The sword formation that Dongfengtang was so proud of opened up in front of him, tempting to lure him, but he broke into the formation alone as if he was not afraid of death.

Countless sharp swords reached his neck.

The ship was still tossing, and the long night seemed endless. In the heavy wind and rain, he was surrounded alone in the middle of a cold front, like a poor insect that fell into a spider's web, lonely and helpless.

The disparity between the two sides is so great that everyone watching the battle, regardless of enemy or friend, can't help sweating for him.

Dongfengtang also worked hard, trying to completely destroy the opponent's arrogance in this battle. They all believed that if they could put Liu Hongfeng to death in front of the martial arts people, and make an example to others, then the battle of seizing the ship could also come to an end. .

Sword shadows flew, Liu Hongfeng's figure was small and frail, crumbling, if not for the clanking sound of short handles connecting to each other's ears, he would have been regarded as a wisp of tobacco and disappeared from the sight of the spectators.

The shredded tobacco is faintly visible, as thin as nothing, but it miraculously floats in the shadow of swords, lights and swords, and never disappears.

The darkness not only blinds the viewer's sight, but also both sides in the fierce battle are trapped. Their eyes seem to be covered with a layer of black cloth, making it difficult to see the ever-changing forms clearly.Martial artists from famous schools are used to being under the eyes of everyone, but they are not used to the poverty in the rain.They can only move by instinct, rely on voice to guess the moves of their companions, and rely on memory to keep the formation intact.

The darkness brought opportunities for those who broke the formation. Liu Hongfeng struggled in the impenetrable offensive, while avoiding deadly killing moves, while entangled with the enemy.

Zhang Duyan, like the others, stared intently at the fierce battle in the rain, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "Liu Hongfeng's luck is also very good. If it were me, I'm afraid blood would have been spattered on the spot."

Qi Shun at the side shook his head and said: "No, it's definitely not luck, he must have relied on ability to support him until now."

"Really," Zhang Duyan looked at the jumping shadow in the center of the sword array, "but he seems very calm."

Qi Shun also looked towards the darkness ahead, and murmured: "No one is born with unique blessings, and Mr. Feng is just a mortal. Only by abandoning life and death and cutting off the back road can he unload the burden and become so light and calm."

Sword flowers bloomed in all directions, as thick as rain, but they still couldn't extinguish a flickering glimmer of light.

This glimmer is the epitome of Liu Hongfeng. Behind his frivolous words and arrogant actions, he has the courage to use every moment of the rest of his life as a bargaining chip without reservation.

He regards this battle as the last battle of his life.

Mo Xiejian shuttled through the darkness, like flowing clouds and flowing water, unknowingly leading the enemy in all directions, like untangling a mess of threads, slowly dismantling the cobweb-like formation of swords.

In the sword array, someone finally noticed that the situation was tilting.

They had already worn out their patience by the long tug-of-war, and rushed towards Liu Hongfeng together with a command.

This is the moment when the predator finally closes its web and shows its fangs.

Even at this moment, Liu Hongfeng poured all his strength into his fingers, and raised his sword.

Mountains, rivers and cold nights are a sword that pierces the light of the sky.

The sword energy was like a thunderbolt, tearing through the enemy's carefully woven net in an instant.He was obviously a shadow, but he seemed to be burning suddenly, using a clear flame to dispel the haze that covered the clouds and the sun.

That is the brilliance lit by burning life.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, no one would have believed that Liu Hongfeng broke through the sword formation formed by a group of elites by himself.

Finally, only Song Yungui was left in front of Liu Hongfeng.

He didn't even have time to reflect on his victory, let alone think about the next strategy. He just wishful thinking, turned his mortal body into a lightning bolt, squandered all the remaining strength in his limbs and bones, and poured it into the famous ancient sword.

The sword is like a rainbow.

But after all, he failed to touch Song Yungui's throat, his footsteps stopped suddenly, and the blade of the sword was suspended in the air, but it came to an abrupt stop without any warning.

A chain came out of the darkness and bound his wrists.

The soles of his feet were also entangled by another chain, his body seemed to be hoisted, lost support, and slowly slumped.

The iron chain shook, imprisoning his limbs, as if slowly dragging an eagle soaring into the sky into the quagmire, the hard joints collided with each other, clanging, making despicable sounds.

Everyone in Dongfeng Hall heaved a sigh of relief.

He turned his head suddenly, just in time to see Butou Li's smile.He immediately understood the situation, with a rare expression of anger on his plain cheeks, and then stared at the culprit, his eyes seemed to have blazing flames, and his eyes were so sharp that people retreated three feet away.

But Li Qing didn't take it seriously, he just said in a casual tone: "You don't have to threaten me, I'm not from the Jianghu, and I won't talk to you about martial arts morals. I just want to choose the most suitable time to catch you."

It turned out that Li Qing's officers and soldiers had long been lying in ambush on both sides of the ship's side, hiding in the darkness and watching the fire from the other side. It was not until the last moment, when Liu Hongfeng was defenseless, that he made a surprise attack, using the shackles used against repeat offenders to stop him from walking.

A wry smile appeared on Liu Hongfeng's lips.

He didn't regret it, because he had long expected the threat lurking in the dark, but he had no spare energy to guard against it.If he wanted to take Song Yungui's life, he had no choice but to gamble regardless of the cost.

It's a pity that his luck was really bad, he lost the bet, only a few inches away from the target.

The distance of only a few inches seems to be as far away as the ends of the world.

Song Yungui also looked at him, with a smile on his face: "Look, if you put down your sword and continue to be my ally, you won't fall into such a predicament. You are so smart, why dig your own grave."

Liu Hongfeng didn't answer, he didn't have the extra strength to refute the other party's words, and even his usually slick tongue couldn't show his prestige.

His cheeks were pale, his lips were blue, and the venom remaining in his body mercilessly tore his lungs.

His life was already a fire without a source, and once it was extinguished, it could never be rekindled.

The Mo Xie sword slipped from his fingers and fell to his feet, the tip pierced into the deck, making a dull sound, like a meaningless sigh.

His hands and feet lost strength, his knees softened, and he slid slowly to his knees on the ground.

As the Mo Xie sword fell to the ground with a clang, a dead silence fell on the deck

The martial arts people were dumbfounded for a moment, they really couldn't believe that Liu Hongfeng fought to the death with such a brave and resolute, fearless attitude, but lost so aggrieved and embarrassed.

Liu Hongfeng's opponent did not have strong martial arts nor extraordinary perseverance.Just relying on despicable means, using the iron chains that tie the prisoner, depriving him of his freedom and face.That sword piercing the sky turned into a funny drama that made people laugh.

As the winner of this contest, Song Yungui's expression was still normal, even though Liu Hongfeng fell in front of him, he did not show much happiness, as if his victory was something in his pocket, not worth praise at all.

With a smile on his lips, undisguised arrogance was written on his face.

In the darkness, countless eyes focused on him. The martial arts people looked at him, as if seeing his true face clearly for the first time. He was originally the master of Dongfeng Hall and a famous family with a good reputation in the world. After climbing to the top, trample on the dignity of the martial arts people on the soles of their feet.

The hot blood flowing in Qingguangya, the hot tears shed under the Nantian Tower, the burning fire in the Xiling Mountains, and the cold rain pouring in front of Yingge Tower are all as humble as dust in his eyes, not worth mentioning.

Chivalry and righteousness, faith and kindness, how can they be overwhelmed by greed and power?

His face was full of mockery, and then he gave a look to the people around him.

Jin Ze immediately took the order, came to Liu Hongfeng, bent down to pick up Mo Xie Sword, and weighed it in his hand.

"Tell me about you. You have spent half your life trying your best. What's the use of it? In the end, you're still trampled on by me."

It was dark all around, and people in the distance couldn't see the actions of the two of them clearly, nor could they hear their conversation clearly. Jin Ze became more and more unscrupulous, as if deliberately trying to provoke Liu Hongfeng, he bent down and pressed against Liu Hongfeng's ear, and said in a low voice: : "Do you know? On the way to Yingzhou Island, the one who blindfolded you and poured poison on you is this one."

Contrary to Jin Ze's expectations, Liu Hongfeng did not get angry with him, and only after he finished speaking did he casually raise his head, a pair of pale eyes floated up from the darkness, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"You are really young and promising, your swordsmanship is rough and full of loopholes, but your ability to be a lackey is so perfect that no one can match it."

Jin Ze was stunned for a moment, then frowned, and said sharply: "It's useless for you to speak quickly with me. Now it's not easy for me to kill you."

Liu Hongfeng replied lightly: "Please."

Enraged by his attitude, Jin Ze simply handed out the tip of his sword, and pressed the sharp point against his throat: "If you beg for mercy, I will make your death easier."

The icy blade of the sword lifted Liu Hongfeng's chin, forcing him to raise his head, his lips slowly opened, but instead of begging for mercy, he spit out a mouthful.

The spit was mixed with blood, and it hit Jin Ze's face with astonishing force.

Jin Ze hurriedly wiped his face, but he couldn't wipe off the remaining dirt. When he was getting angry from embarrassment, he heard a series of laughter from around him.He said angrily, "When you are about to die, you can still laugh?"

Liu Hongfeng said: "Why can't you smile, the heavenly king Laozi came to kill me, I can still smile, what are you?"

It’s just that the cough took too much effort, the more he laughed, the weaker he became, his shoulders shook uncontrollably, and more blood streaked out from the depths of his throat, which pooled into a thick pool under his feet, even the rainwater I can't get away.

Jin Ze saw that it was a sign of severe poisoning, so he couldn't help asking: "Didn't the hall master already give you the antidote?"

Liu Hongfeng didn't seem to hear the other person's words, just closed his eyes and adjusted his breath, and when the trembling gradually subsided, he said in a hoarse voice: "None of your business."

Jin Ze stared at Liu Hongfeng, his playful thoughts just disappeared, as if he was staring at a strange monster, he was angry and afraid, he didn't want to take another look, he didn't want to keep this freak in the world for a moment longer.

So, he picked up the Mo Xie Sword, and slashed at the back of Liu Hongfeng's neck.

Liu Hongfeng didn't hide, didn't even flinch, just closed his eyes as if falling asleep.

A long and rough life is finally coming to an end.

It's a pity that there is no pleasant scenery at the end. The moment he closed his eyes, he saw a thin and frail young man at the end of the road, kneeling in front of a blood coffin and crying, his fingers were covered with mud, and his face was covered with tears. Vague.

He approached slowly, the boy raised his head towards him, but it was his own face that jumped into his eyes.

He stared at his eyes, full of remorse and unwillingness, as if he was questioning him, asking for nothing more than a piece of justice and fairness, why his feet were still in the same place after ten years of wasted time, effort and effort. spin around.

He is not afraid of death, however, the fate of defeat with hatred made him shed tears of regret after all.

A feathered arrow passed by his ear.

At the critical moment of life and death, a gust of wind from the tail of the arrow brushed against the cheek, revealing a touch of nostalgia.

Although the cluster of arrows is small, it is packed with inexplicable strength, not only tearing apart the darkness, but also piercing through the cold iron that binds him, knocking him into countless pieces.

He only felt that his feet slipped, and his body became limp involuntarily. However, a pair of hands supported his shoulders in time, and pulled him to stand up again, standing on the precarious ground.

"Duan Changya?"

He didn't know how this person appeared out of thin air, and rushed into his field of vision like a storm. The familiar face was close in front of him, vivid and vivid, and even the crooked lines at the corners of his eyes could be clearly discerned, but it seemed to be a person who was about to die. field dream.

The man in the dream drew his sword out of its sheath, and the silver light that burst out was like a waterfall, forcing Jin Ze to retreat a few steps, until he retreated to Song Yungui's side.

"Master, I'm really ashamed, I didn't expect this person to come out suddenly..."

Duan Changya didn't chase, but slowly put down his sword, turned to Liu Hongfeng, and said: "It seems that my speed is faster than the Heavenly King Laozi."

Liu Hongfeng suddenly realized that if it was the person in the dream, he would definitely not hide in the dark and listen to him.

He lowered his face, revealing an angry look that even Jin Ze couldn't see, and said, "Why didn't you listen to me, why didn't you stay below?"

Duan Changya asked back: "If it were you, would you stay?"

"Yes." Liu Hongfeng answered without hesitation.

Duan Changya was choked by his temper, he paused for a moment before saying: "I have a different opinion from you."

Liu Hongfeng snorted and asked, "What's the difference?"

Duan Changya said: "If I want something, I will definitely snatch it with my own hands, and I will never give it to others."

"what do you want?"

"I want you to live."

Liu Hongfeng was speechless for a moment, took a deep breath, and said, "You want too much."

Duan Changya said: "I also paid a lot, shouldn't I get some rewards?"

Liu Hongfeng did not immediately answer Duan Changya's question.

It's not that he didn't want to answer, but he was so angry that he couldn't answer. He really didn't understand why this person couldn't spit out sweet words, but could always spit out annoying fallacies.

Duan Changya has never been a Confucian who has no desires or desires. This person has a steelyard in his heart, which stands open and frank in the wind and rain.Rao's eyes have seen a lot of good and bad, but there is still a clear distinction between black and white in the eyes.

Such a person does not need to pretend to be a bluff at all, he will always look the same from the inside to the outside, and the lead is washed away, revealing a pure heart.

Liu Hongfeng couldn't help but think that Duan Changya probably really grew up with abundant love, even though his mother had passed away long ago, the dying care still cared for him in the dark.

Just looking at Duan Changya, anyone would believe that love is more permanent and indestructible than hate.

Liu Hongfeng was unwilling to do so. Although he was weak and weak and could only stand firmly by supporting the opponent's arm, he still pursed his mouth, rounded his eyes, and cast his barbed gaze mercilessly.

Duan Changya was so stared at that he felt uncomfortable all over, and it was rare for him to take the initiative to say: "Anyway, I'm already here, even if you throw me back now, it's probably useless."

Liu Hongfeng gritted her teeth: "If a person is pushed into a hurry, even if he knows it's useless, he can't help but do it."

Perhaps because his tone was too harsh, Duan Changya flinched for a moment, curled his mouth and said, "It's not my idea to come here to save you alone."

Liu Hongfeng squeezed out a muffled groan from the depths of his throat: "I expected it a long time ago, I knew it earlier, I will definitely not allow you to get acquainted with that brat."

Duan Changya said: "It's too late to regret now."

Liu Hongfeng: "..."

Liu Qian was not far behind Duan Changya, and from the corner of his eye, he could catch a glimpse of a short and thin figure.

The team to snatch the ship gathered around Liu Qian, the childish young man was surrounded by swords, lights and swords, but he didn't show any signs of fear.On the contrary, like an adult, he straightened his shoulders and said in a crisp voice: "When you help Liu Hongfeng, you help yourself. Such a simple truth, even I can figure it out, don't you adults understand? ?”

Someone retorted: "Liu Hongfeng was in the same group as Song Yungui in the past, why should we believe him?"

Liu Qian asked: "Didn't you also listen to Song Yungui's words and testify to your brothers and compatriots, don't you regret it now, don't you want to fight back?"

The other party was obviously hit by him, his face was sullen, and his shoulders trembled slightly.Liu Hongfeng looked at the silhouette of that person from a distance. With such a strong and burly figure, he could break Liu Qian's neck with just a move of his fingers.

He couldn't help but stepped forward to interfere, but Duan Changya pressed his shoulder and said, "You should trust Xiaoqian's ability."

Liu Hongfeng stomped anxiously: "Why do you believe him? He's just a brat."

Duan Changya said: "Don't forget that you were once a brat."

Liu Hongfeng said: "I am different from him."

Duan Changya shook his head and said, "What's the difference? Don't tell me you're the only one who is smart and omnipotent, and everyone else is a fool?"

Liu Hongfeng was suddenly scolded, and was speechless.

His eyes finally fell on Duan Changya's eyes, and they met each other. They had experienced strife and suspicion, deception and betrayal between them. However, this person who was deceived by him wanted him to believe in himself.

He couldn't see whether Duan Changya was too smart or too stupid.He could only obey the other party's words, give up the idea of ​​making a move, and stay where he was.

I only heard that Liu Qian was still circling with the crowd, his voice seemed extremely small amidst the noise, as if he had exhausted all his strength, biting every word deeply and loudly, finally breaking out of the encirclement.

However, it was such a small insect-like sound that gradually penetrated into the hearts of everyone, and the stagnant martial arts people moved closer to Liu Qian one after another, throwing off their sluggish faces and boosting their morale again.

Liu Hongfeng couldn't believe her eyes, but Liu Qian had already turned her head and cast her eyes on him, with a smug expression on her face, as if she was showing off.

The darkness is dense and blurred, but those vibrant eyes are extraordinarily bright.

Liu Hongfeng couldn't help shaking his head, and let out an inaudible sigh from the depths of his throat, and said in a tone that no one could hear: "You all use different methods to force me. If this continues, I will almost die."

His whispers were drowned out by the clatter of unsheathed swords.

The team that seized the ship regrouped, put on an offensive posture, and rushed up again.

Most of them were scarred and exhausted. Some of their companions had been swept away by the ruthless waves, and some were still lying on the cold deck dying, but their formation was even bigger and braver than before.

They were originally a group of mobs, with various teachings and nine streams, forming gangs, they couldn't get into the eyes of famous families, and they were also rejected by ordinary people.They don't have noble conduct, let alone know the etiquette of sages and sages. Throughout their lives, they just follow the crowd, seek pleasure, muddle along and get by.Such a group of people, even if their footsteps are heading in the same direction, their hearts are always scattered, they always do their own thing, and they are always on guard against others, making it difficult to work together.

But Liu Qian's words finally woke them up, and at the critical moment of life and death, they finally let go of the old grievances between each other,