[Thunderbolt] Drunken Song Fu

For several days, Yan Gexing still didn't see Leng Biefu, the vague expectation in his heart gradually turned into disappointment, he got used to the company of Xi Yuebai, and when he was alone, he gradually became lonely.

When Yan Gexing was shaken awake by the boss for the third time, a familiar cold fragrance faintly entered his nostrils as Leng Biefu sat down.Yan Gexing raised his eyes, but saw that Leng Biefu was deep in thought, with gloomy brows, he tilted his head: "I haven't seen you for a few days, how could you become so melancholy? Are you imitating me? I don't seem to be like this."

Leng Biefu had no intention of joking with him, and only said in a deep voice, "Hua Pianfeng is dead." He had heard Leng Biefu mention Hua Pianfeng, an old friend he had known for many years, Yan Gexing paused, "You want to avenge him? " Leng Biefu didn't answer, just said: "Listen to what Lun Jianhai said, it was the work of Prince Senyu Xuantong." "Do you believe it?" "I will check!"

Yan Gexing was silent, he could see the grief in Leng Biefu's heart at the moment, but he couldn't comfort him, he hadn't gotten out of the predicament himself, how could he comfort others when they lost their friends?

He just patted Leng Biefu on the shoulder silently, then drank the wine on the table in one gulp, Leng Biefu was also silent, just sitting like this.The friendship between gentlemen is as light as water. Although Hua Pianfeng has not seen him for many years, he cherishes this relationship very much. He has always admired Hua Pianfeng's firm will.

As the moon rose and the sun set, Yan Gexing took two jars of wine and returned to Sunset Sand City. Leng Biefu followed silently. The magnificent sunset in the past, today alone adds to the loneliness.

"Today's scenery is bleak." "It's your eyes that only see bleakness." "I met Hua Pianfeng at the beginning, and I used to fight against him. Although he was gloomy and withdrawn, he was unyielding. He was fighting with swords, and I must investigate his death!"

Yan Gexing turned sideways, and said slowly: "Once you enter this river and lake, it will be difficult to get out." Leng Biefu lowered his eyes: "I understand." "Since you understand, why bother? You can do for him, It’s already quite a lot, and some people can only swallow the result bitterly and can’t do anything.”

This sentence was full of inexplicable sadness, Leng Biefu was stunned: "You..." Yan Gexing smiled and waved his hands: "It's just drunken nonsense, you have the right to pretend that you didn't hear it, I'm going to sleep, You do what you want." He just turned around and then turned his head as if thinking of something: "I brought back wine, if you want to drink, you can do it yourself."

When he woke up, Leng Biefu was nowhere to be seen. The two altars of Leng Biefu were still undrinked after all. Yan Gexing opened the wine seal and smiled wryly: "I have wine today and I am drunk today. Once I am drunk, I am drunk. After so many years, why does the wine in my heart become more and more bitter?"

Leng Biefu, as the enemy of Hua Pianfeng, once again got involved in the mundane world. As soon as he entered the rivers and lakes, he was indeed covered in dust and dust, but he never thought that the road to the rivers and lakes would be so difficult.

When he found the Maple Leaf Forest where Xuantong was, there was only a purple-haired boy carrying a sword box. Hearing that he was looking for Xuantong, the purple-haired boy drew his sword and attacked.Leng Biefu narrowed his eyebrows, controlled his movements with energy, and easily blocked the young man's attack. When he responded, he could see the young man's full of resentment, entanglement and sadness.

The sound of the young man's sword trembled faintly, as if he was looking for a chance to vent his anger, Leng Biefu concentrated his energy, waved away the young man's sword energy, and directly covered the young man Tianling with his palm.He held the air in his palm for three points, just wanting to calm down the person in front of him, but when he sensed the powerful sword intent behind the young man, his palm suddenly became a little chilly.

The young man froze for a moment but did not raise his sword to block it. Suddenly, a man in red clothes came from behind the young man to condense his breath, blocking the attack for the young man, "Your sword intent is heavy with the lonely tone of Leng Yue, you Not someone who kills people casually." Leng Biefu withdrew his hand, and said lightly: "It seems that you are the person I'm looking for, tonight, I'll be waiting for you at Yimu Jiling."

He left with his hands behind his back, and faintly heard Xuan Tong's voice that was worried but overwhelmed by anger: "He came to look for me. You know that you are not an opponent, why are you so impulsive? Don't you know how to love yourself in front of your sister?" The young man was just silent, Leng Biefu's eyes flickered slightly, and the sound of the young man's sword was full of struggles.

Yimu Jiling is the place where he met Hua Pianfeng. While waiting for Xuantong's arrival, he played the qin and meditated under the moonlight, remembering the details of his acquaintance with his old friend, and the tassel of the sword beside the qin fluttered in the wind.

A burst of light footsteps interrupted his memory, a bright red figure came into view, Xuantong came as promised, followed by a purple-haired boy carrying a sword box, bowed his head in silence.As soon as the two met, they engaged in a battle of consciousness, and in the blink of an eye, the tricks were over.

Xuantong is very strong, Leng Biefu's heart is full of attention to deal with it, and in the bang, the sword is Xuantong in the sword, and he knows it for a moment, the sound of the piano stops, and the sword is sheathed.Xuantong's eyes were full of admiration: "Your sword intent is admirable." Leng Biefu sighed: "It's a pity that because of the slant and hatred, we are destined not to be friends."

During the conversation, the young man behind Xuantong suddenly burst out with a strong murderous aura, and then subsided. Xuantong never looked back, and seemed to trust the person behind him: "The other party is looking for me, purple Yufen, why are you so excited? ? Exudes such a murderous aura?"

The young man named Zi Yu Fen picked up the sword box in a panic: "It looks like you are going to talk rather than kill each other, I'll leave first." Xuan Tong still didn't look back: "Purple Yu Fen, wait for me in the Maple Leaf Forest The young man looked like he was running away, Leng Biefu did not move, "His sword is trembling and struggling, it is for you. "

Xuan Tong held his hands behind his back: "This has nothing to do with you." Leng Biefu lightly plucked the strings: "Is he your sword servant? Or your friend? You trust him very much. He just wanted to kill you, but he couldn't do it." Xuan Tong His eyes trembled slightly, but his expression did not change: "You are looking for me, probably not because of these things that have nothing to do with you."

Leng Biefu said with a chill: "Why did you kill Hua Pianfeng?" Xuantong was puzzled: "Who is Hua Pianfeng?" The bloody road in the world, who has no blood on their hands, it is really impossible for him to remember that he died one by one. The name of the dead soul under the sword. "A unique swordsman with a hunchback appearance."

Xuantong said in a deep voice: "It's really not easy to keep a broken sword. But on the battlefield, you can either kill or be killed. There is no reason for anyone to kill with bare hands. Everyone guards different things. What I kill is not Hua Pianfeng, but An adversary on the battlefield."

Leng Biefu immediately understood: "Very well, then when we meet again in the future, we will be enemies on the battlefield!" Finally, a hint of worry appeared in Xuantong's eyes: "I look forward to the next confrontation, please." disappeared in Yimu Jiling, as if he was very concerned about the young man just now.