Hyosung Lonely Island

Located at the foot of Langyue Mountain, Qingzhou is a relatively bustling and lively town.Because the Qingfeng Sword Sect, the largest sect in the world, is located on Langyue Mountain, there are often people from the martial arts world coming and going in Qingzhou City.Everyone in the city respects martial arts, and even a six-year-old child on the street can dance with a gun and stick in a decent way.

In front of the Qingfeng Sword Sect's threshold, naturally no one would dare to do anything wrong here.So although people from the rivers and lakes can be seen everywhere, the city has always been peaceful.On the contrary, it is convenient for successive government officials, and they can easily win the reputation of a well-governed man and court awards.

Qingfeng Restaurant is the largest inn in Qingzhou City.It seems that with the name of Qingfeng, even business is much easier.Although it is not necessarily better than other houses, the people in the world who come and go are obviously more fond of this one.Every time it's time to eat, the upper and lower halls of the restaurant are bustling with people without exception.Accents from all corners of the country gathered together, most of them were big and three rough men, carrying heavy hammers or big knives, bragging about the heroic battles they had done, the righteousness they had fought, the wicked people they had killed.

I have seen a lot of people like this, and the waiter in the restaurant has already developed a pair of piercing eyes.So when a pair of pure white felt boots stepped on the threshold and a slender and elegant figure came into view, the waiter who was running around in the lobby took a look and knew that the person who came was not of the same class as the ones inside, so he hurriedly put down the teapot , greeted him attentively, put on a smiling face and said, "Guests, please come inside, it's cold outside. How many guests are there? Do you want to stay at the hotel?"

The visitor patted the snow on his body, nodded to Xiao Er, and said, "I don't stay here. Make a portion of your signature dishes here, and make them lighter. I want to take them away."

"Oh, I got it. Sir, sit and wait, I'll go and place an order for you." Xiaoer quickly led the visitor into the hall, brought a stool over, wiped it with a rag, and invited the guest to sit down. After pouring tea, he quickly ran to the counter.

Jun Shuying looked at the tea in the cup, there were a few white tea stalks floating in the clear and light color, frowned involuntarily, and put the tea aside.

After Yuan Kangshou's birthday, Chu Feiyang's master, Xinbai, seemed to be less stubborn.Although he didn't say it clearly, the stubborn old man had obviously acquiesced to the fact that he, the former leader of the Demon Cult, was also a man, and was by Chu Feiyang's side.

Now it is unknown what Chu Feiyang conspired with his master to move his family to the Qingfeng Sword Sect.

Jun Shuying didn't like this place.But Chu Feiyang was determined to come back. He had used all means of coercion and temptation, and Jun Shuying could only agree in the end.

It seems that from the very beginning, he was always led by the nose by Chu Feiyang...

Fortunately, Chu Feiyang did not ask to live in the Qingfeng Sword Sect, but settled down at the foot of the mountain where his other master used to live in seclusion.This is also one of the reasons why Jun Shuying did not insist on refusing.Anyway, all grievances and grievances are long ago, as long as they don't meet with people from the Qingfeng Sword Sect every day, there is no need to put on an attitude of not getting along with each other, otherwise it will seem hypocritical.

Now that there are more people, the house is obviously too simple.It doesn't matter to Jun Shuying, Chu Feiyang was busy inviting his brothers and nephews to repair the house, clean the yard, and even build a study room, as if he wanted to settle here.

Today he went to the mountain early in the morning, and did not come back after noon.Little Shitou was already howling with hunger, and Jun Shuying couldn't wait any longer, so he went straight to Qingfeng Restaurant with money in his pocket.

Jun Shuying sat bored.He thought for a while about the martial arts secret book that Chu Feiyang wrote to him, and for a while he was worried about the small stone tied to the table leg by him, and he couldn't help feeling a little impatient, complaining that the food was cooked too slowly.

Just as he was about to call Xiaoer to remind him, a familiar name floated in the conversation of several people on the Sifang table behind him.

"...Chu Feiyang, the number one hero Chu in the world?! Pooh!" A man in green clothes and a hat with a scar on his face spat on the ground, "He deserves to be called a hero? He deserves to be called a hero?" Known as a hero? He is also the number one in the world, and he has lost the face of our entire Central Plains martial arts!" The scar on the man's face moved as he spoke, and his face was full of redness due to anger or drinking too much , The small eyes shot out a bright light.

"Brother Yang, keep your voice down, this is the territory of the Qingfeng Sword Sect after all..." Someone reminded.

"Keep quiet. Chu Feiyang is a fart!" Another burly man interrupted.He raised his wine glass to pour out the wine in the glass, wiped his lips and said, "Let me tell you, what is that kid surnamed Chu capable of? What is he? He is a man who loves men... En." The strong man made a The obscene gesture drew out the voice.Several people looked at each other and laughed lewdly.

"Let me tell you. Do you know how Brother Yang got the scar on his face?" The strong man hiccupped and continued: "The surname Chu cut it. It was a fierce battle, Brother Yang, tell me, Yes or no?"

The man with the scar waved his hand and said humbly, "It's not worth mentioning, it's not worth mentioning."

"Why is it not worth mentioning?!" The flesh on the strong man's face trembled, and he stared at his eyes as big as copper bells. "How can we not talk about this kind of thing, let everyone hear it. Let everyone see it, too. What a despicable villain is that little white face surnamed Chu! Let me tell you, last time, the gangster on Heixiazi Mountain was singled out by Brother Yang, the Black Rakshasa. Brother Yang fought bloody for three days and three nights alone. , Killed those [-] vicious thieves to pieces, and he was already exhausted. The kid surnamed Chu jumped out at this time and dealt with the remaining thieves. Brother Yang is upright, where is he Thinking that he was here to grab credit, he even thanked him. He actually took the opportunity to chop Brother Yang..."

The people at the table immediately sighed and shook their heads with emotion.The strong man patted the man with the scar, and continued: "What is a great man? Brother Yang is too! As a result, the credit was taken by that surnamed Chu, and Brother Yang is still unwilling to tell us about that matter , this is really..."

Several giggling voices interrupted the strong man's words.Several people clearly felt a gloomy force, looked at each other for a moment, and looked forward together.

Under the neat rabbit fur-trimmed cuffs, the white and slender hands were slowly clenched, and the veins on the back of the hands were faintly protruding.The clucking sound came from the activity between the bones under the skin and flesh.

A table of five burly men watched helplessly as the man turned around and walked to the table, scanning them with gloomy eyes.

The man with the scar was the first to come back to his senses, he slapped the table and shouted: "Stinky boy, you don't want to kill you! How dare you look at us like this..." Before he finished speaking, it suddenly turned into a miserable roar. The entire lobby was alarmed, and they all looked this way.For a while, there was no other sound except the wailing.

Jun Shuying took his hands away from the chopsticks.The green bamboo chopsticks were stuck straight on the table, piercing through the back of the scarred man's hand, and the blood merged into a gurgling stream and dripped down the table to the ground.

"You!" The man closest to Jun Shuying came to his senses, picked up the big knife on the table and was about to get up.Jun Shuying didn't even move his eyelids, he just stretched out his hand to hold the man's face, and exerted force between his fingers, only to hear a click, the man collapsed with his face tilted and his neck in his hands, screaming, and the heavy sword fell to the ground. The sound is loud and crisp.

Jun Shuying walked forward, and the man who was spitting all over the place looked at his two companions, knowing that he had met an expert, picked up his weapon, and stepped back cautiously.

Jun Shuying sneered, picked up a chopstick and threw it out.The man caught it nervously, squeezed the chopsticks and smiled "You're just too much".

"Be careful! Throw it away!" A voice suddenly sounded from above. The man held his chopsticks and looked up, only to see a white shadow flash past. His right wrist felt cold, and a heart-rending pain suddenly spread from his wrist to all parts of his body. burst out.

"Ah!—" The man screamed, and fell to the ground with his wrists in his arms. Just as he saw his right palm falling not far in front of him, Youzi was holding the chopstick.

"You!—" The man raised his head, his eyes bloodshot and veins bulging, looking at the young man in white who was floating down in front of him.

"You don't have to do this, I'm saving you. Look." The man in white pointed to his right hand that fell to the ground.I saw that the hand started to turn black slowly from the place where it touched the bamboo chopsticks, and spread rapidly. The blackness covered the whole hand, and then began to rot downward until the flesh was visible to the bone. In the end, only a skeleton and a hand were left. A pool of blood.

The man who fell on the ground stared dumbfounded, forgetting to continue screaming for a moment.

The man in white turned to Jun Shuying, with a serious expression on his face, he said: "Who the hell are you? You were born with such a vicious heart. Even if these people provoke you, you don't need to use such a vicious method to kill someone. Such a sinister method , is not what I do in the righteous way of martial arts."

Jun Shuying looked at the three injured people on the ground, then glanced at the remaining two shivering in a far corner, then ignored them, and turned his gaze to the young man in front of him who was sternly reprimanding him.