I want it all

The next day, Shen Feiyun was woken up again by Su Lang, this time he fell asleep again, and only slowly got up from the bed at mid-sun.

He behaved like a good boy, sat directly on the square table, didn't bother to move it, and felt comfortable after three bowls of hot porridge.

Gao Yue caught a glimpse of him from afar and wanted to sit down, but was held back by her eldest brother and second sister.

Shen Feiyun forgot yesterday's unhappiness, and raised his hand to greet them warmly: "The plan of a day is in the morning. If I can see you in the morning, I will be happy for the next day."

"Morning!" Gao Yue raised her energetic smile again, and waved enthusiastically.

And his second sister Gao Yan still looked away, only nodded at Shen Feiyun, she was not warm, but if she said her attitude was cold, it didn't look like it.

Eldest brother Gao Xuan was unmoved, even after two days, he understood that Shen Feiyun had some abilities that were beyond their reach, but he still looked aloof, he didn't even say hello, he pretended he didn't see him, and ate porridge by himself eat vegetables.

Shen Feiyun was used to seeing smiling faces and cold faces, so he didn't take it seriously. He put the bowls and chopsticks in the back kitchen, stretched his waist, rested for a quarter of an hour, and then walked outside.

Before he could move his butt off the bench, a man in a brown padded jacket ran in from outside.

The man was born with a big and three rough, with a very steady and prudent appearance, but at the moment he was reckless, dancing and shouting so that the whole guest building could hear him.

"Report! Jian Yishan was canonized as a virtuous king, and the fiefdom is in Linhe Street."

As soon as this remark came out, there was an uproar.

"There is a mansion in Linhe Street that has been vacant for many years. Isn't it rumored that this is what the Holy Majesty prepared for General Zhengxi?"

"As we all know, the crown prince was deposed two years ago, and now he is still imprisoned in the cold palace. It is said that he was planning to usurp the throne at the beginning. His Majesty's poor health was caused by him, so it is absolutely impossible for the deposed crown prince to ascend the throne."

"Your Majesty canonized Prince Chen as his son, is he planning to..."

Upon hearing the words, Shi Hongying ran downstairs and asked, "Really?"

Before the man could answer, some people walked in one after another soon, and they all talked with the man, their faces were agitated, and it seemed that they couldn't fake it.

If one person says this, it may be a gimmick to attract attention, and more than a dozen people from different sects say the same thing, it can only be the truth.

Shi Hongying's face changed again and again, she raised her hand to summon Luo Hu, pulled him away from the guest building, and walked towards the main building, not knowing what to order her subordinates.

Shen Feiyun didn't feel that it was lively, but only that it was noisy, and left with a full heart.

Right now, he just wanted to practice martial arts well and keep his muscles in shape. After all, in a month or two, the martial arts tournament would start. Since he promised Shi Hongying to fight, he didn't want to make a fool of himself by losing to others.

It is necessary to practice hard and pick up the basic skills of the past.

There is a martial arts arena in Luoying Pavilion, but there are too many people there, Shen Feiyun didn't want to let others watch and study his martial arts moves, so he walked slowly into the woods.

The snow stopped last night, but the ground was covered with snow. It is not easy to hold your breath in such a scene.

Fortunately, the training Shen Feiyun had received since childhood was extremely rigorous, practicing martial arts in the snow was nothing more than a trivial matter.

On the way he came, he carried the "Feiyun Jue", but when he thought of walking in the snow, he changed it to "Treading the Snow Without Traces". As the name suggests, he walked all the way without leaving any traces.

He practiced several sets of kung fu one after another, and just about to continue, he heard the sound of trampling in the distance, so he stopped his breath and flew up to the branch.

I saw Luo Hu riding a horse, with his whole body bent over, walking very fast, as if he couldn't wait to rush to another place, presumably to fulfill Shi Hongying's order.

Shen Feiyun didn't have time to think about it, taking advantage of the other party's speeding past, he landed lightly, and slashed Luo Hu's neck with one hand.

Luo Hu didn't even see anyone clearly, his eyes went dark, and he rolled forward for a long time before finally lying down in the snow.

Shen Feiyun picked up the person with one hand, patted off the snow and ice on the other person's body, grabbed the person deep in the forest, then tapped the acupoints, and threw him onto a high branch.

He took out the letter paper he took out from Luo Hu's arms, and slowly opened it.

The letter said: "The Son of Heaven takes over power, and Yanzhou fears that there will be no more military preparations, so send troops immediately."

There is no title and inscription, only a sentence without beginning and end. I don't know who it was given to, but it can be confirmed that it was handed over to Yanzhou.

"As expected." Shen Feiyun sighed heavily, and couldn't help frowning.

Not mistaken, Shi Hongying ate at both ends, preparing to make Yanzhou mess up, to see if Jian Yichen could defeat Shen Zhao.

If Jian Yichen wins, then she will be credited with linking up with Yanzhou.If Jian Yichen loses, she also has a close relationship with Jian Yishan, so she won't lose.

After Shen Feiyun walked out from the forest, seeing the black horse was still panting heavily, he thought that the old horse knows the way, this horse should come from Yanzhou.

So he picked up the whip on the ground and whipped it hard, and the horse really galloped away with its hooves raised.

Shen Feiyun rolled up the letter paper in his hand, rubbed it gently with his fingertips, and the letter paper instantly turned into powder, and when he let go, they scattered in the wind.

As if nothing had happened, Shen Feiyun walked briskly back to the guest building with a smile.

As soon as he stepped over the threshold, he heard someone calling him: "Master Shen, can you give me some advice?"

The voice is very vibrant, which reminds people of the rising sun and the sprouting willow branches in spring.

Seeing that he couldn't avoid it, Shen Feiyun shied away from eating yesterday, but today he just had breakfast and couldn't eat anymore, so he touched his nose and agreed: "Why not? Brother Gao appreciates it."

Shi Hongying had already returned to the guest building, sitting on the second floor, and was reviewing the accounts with her subordinates, when she heard that Shen Feiyun was about to compete with Gao Yue, she frowned, thinking that someone who knocked on Beixuan came to spy on him, trying to trick out Shen Feiyun's martial arts skills .

She got up and wanted to refuse for Shen Feiyun, but before she could speak, she heard the words of agreement again.

She was extremely helpless, so she walked to the railing, pulled out a heavy iron gun, and threw it down.

Shi Hongying said loudly: "You haven't brought your fan yet? I'll lend you the iron gun first."

Shen Feiyun originally planned to use his bare hands, but when he saw the iron spear flying towards him, combined with Shi Hongying's words, he thought carefully that it was indeed a disadvantage for him to use his bare hands.

He competed with Li Changbai and won easily, because the opponent used a small knife, which can be used in close combat, and his lightness and internal strength can restrain Li Changbai.

But he has experienced the power of knocking on Beixuan. Once the long sword is drawn, if he fights hard, he may win, and all the moves taught by Xu Qingyun will be leaked.

He is confident that few people can learn such a difficult kung fu, but he also tends to hide his clumsiness.

"Thank you." Shen Feiyun grasped the trembling iron spear, "It's a pity that I'm not good at iron spears, so I have to thank Pavilion Master Shi for his kindness. I'm only good at two weapons, one is a fan, and the other is a long sword."

After he finished speaking, he turned around, looked at Gao Yan in the crowd, and said with a smile: "Master Gao, I wonder if I can borrow your sword, just for the competition, return it immediately."

Gao Yan was shy and introverted, she had heard too many rumors about Shen Feiyun, true or false, so she didn't dare to look directly at Shen Feiyun, so after being called, she averted her eyes.

She opened her mouth, ready to hand over the long sword.

Eldest brother Gao Xuan held her hand, threw the sword out, and explained: "Daxia Shen, Second Sister has nothing to do with you, don't make it seem like we know each other very well. You can just use my sword, I hope you don't dislike it." .”

Shen Feiyun took the long sword, took it out of the sheath, and saw that the room was full of brilliance, and he was immediately amazed.

"Good sword!"

Although he hasn't wielded a sword for several years, he has not lost his ability to discern goods. To get him a "good sword" is extremely difficult.

Holding the long sword tightly, he first threw back the scabbard, then swung the iron spear out, and inserted it directly into the railing, exactly.

The Gao family of Kou Beixuan is famous for its swordsmanship, and the third younger brother Gao Yue has gained fame long before reaching the crown. He wants to compete swords with Shen Feiyun, which immediately attracts everyone's attention.

Shen Feiyun looked around, and said boldly: "I think it's still too small to perform well, why don't we go to the Martial Arts Hall."

"Okay!" Gao Yue's eyes were bright, as if she was very excited.

When Shi Hongying heard Shen Feiyun say that the guest building was small, she immediately sneered and went downstairs to follow.

Of course the guest building was enough, but Shen Feiyun wanted to be more solemn when using the sword again, so he proposed to go to the Martial Arts Hall.

When they arrived at the Martial Arts Hall, the two bowed their hands together and said "please" at the same time.

Before the words fell, the sword light flew.

In the beginning, Shen Feiyun was at a disadvantage because he hadn't touched the sword for a long time, relying entirely on his lightness and exquisite lightness kungfu turnover, the gap would not be too large.

In this way, anyone with eyes who knows a little bit of martial arts can see that he is being crushed and beaten.

Everyone stood on the second floor, looking at the scene downstairs, discussing a lot.

Some people couldn't understand Shen Feiyun, finally seized the opportunity, and said happily: "It seems that this playboy is not very good. He met Koubeixuan Gao, so he should bow his head and admit defeat."

"Otherwise, the last time Shen Feiyun stopped Li Changbai, we saw clearly that his martial arts are unquestionable. Even if he lost this time, it's not because of inferior skills, but because of inappropriate weapons."

Some people frowned and retorted: "It's just the beginning, who said Shen Feiyun would definitely lose."

Li Changbai saw that Shen Feiyun was getting more and more proficient, so he stood up while the crowd was busy, and joined hands with the old man Hushui to start a new round of gambling.

When everyone heard that Shen Feiyun's odds were low and Gao Yue's odds were astonishing, they all bet money on Gao Yue, and laughed at Li Changbai's inability to do business, and they might lose everything this time.

Li Changbai and the old man Hushui laughed and handed out the ticket.

In the Martial Arts Hall, Shen Feiyun didn't give his best. As time passed bit by bit, the sword in his hand gradually fit him, and the internal force could be poured into it with minimal dissipation.

He had been avoiding Gao Yue's sharp edge before, but seeing the time was ripe, he uncharacteristically used the "meeting by chance" in Yanzi's three copies of water, facing Gao Yue's sharp sword, and marched forward without hesitation.

"Thorn-"

The long and beautiful sparks kept splashing down, and as the two moved, they pulled out an arc.

Shen Feiyun held the sword in both hands, bent his left foot to support it, and pointed his right foot behind to firmly nail it in place, distributing more internal energy to the sword.

His internal force is majestic and surging, like a raging ocean wave, surging up a churning tide.

He gritted his teeth tightly, and blue veins burst out on his forehead. With another push, he pushed forward, moved tens of feet in the blink of an eye, and pressed Gao Yue against the wall with a "bang".

With a crisp sound of "ding", Gao Yue's sword split, split into two, and the upper end fell to the ground.

Shen Feiyun withdrew his sword, pulled a smooth sword flower, and said calmly: "Accept."

Gao Yue pursed her lips, picked up the broken sword on the ground, and lowered her head.

"You are still amazing..."

Even so, he was extremely unwilling. It wasn't that he was unconvinced and defeated by Shen Feiyun, but that Shen Feiyun didn't try his best at all, and relied more on his deep internal strength to win.

Sure enough, the hand injury had an impact on Shen Feiyun. In the past, Shen Feiyun's sword moves were nimble and unexpected, but this time his moves were as expected, winning steadily but losing his aura.

Shen Feiyun was just too lazy to use his housekeeping skills, and wanted to hide his clumsiness, so he didn't think so much.

"You are very powerful." Shen Feiyun patted Gao Yue's shoulder, "Your sword moves are impeccable, it's just that the sword moves must be coordinated with internal strength and lightness skills... If you want to go further, you can come to me in half a year. I will train with you."

When Gao Yue heard the words, the haze in her heart was swept away, she was overjoyed, and agreed without hesitation.

Shen Feiyun won, some people applauded, but more people were frowning.

On the second floor, Li Changbai took out the silver from his pocket and distributed it to the person who bought Shen Feiyun to win according to the voucher.He smiled with eyebrows and eyes crooked, and he couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear.

"Don't worry, don't worry, take your time one by one."

Not far away, Shi Hongying slapped the cylinder, mobilized her internal strength, and said loudly: "This is the martial arts arena in the near future! The martial arts competition will win two out of three rounds, and each sect will send three people, with unlimited weapons."

"Okay!" Everyone left behind the bad luck of losing money just now, and responded in unison with great enthusiasm.

Shen Feiyun flew up to the second floor, and walked towards the Gao brothers and sisters amidst the noise.

Even though it was so noisy, the two brothers and sisters reacted immediately, turned around vigilantly, and looked at him all at once.

"This is your sword." Shen Feiyun smiled, and handed over the long sword in his hands.

Gao Xuan took it, inserted it into the scabbard at his waist, and said indifferently: "Thank you for your kindness, don't bother. It's because we didn't train the third brother well, it's a matter of Kou Beixuan."

His words were in response to Shen Feiyun's invitation.

Shen Feiyun said to Gao Yue before: "If you want to go further, after half a year, you can come to me, and I will train with you."

But Gao Xuan obviously didn't like Shen Feiyun's behavior, instead of his third brother, he flatly rejected Shen Feiyun's invitation, regardless of Gao Yue's happy acceptance to Shen Feiyun, obviously very willing.

Before Shen Feiyun asked Gao Yan to borrow a sword, his attitude was cold, he was afraid that the second sister would have something to do with Shen Feiyun.

But when it came to Gao Yue, he also had the same attitude, for fear that the third brother would practice martial arts with Shen Feiyun.

Shen Feiyun felt it, and said with a smile: "It seems that the rumors about me must be terrible, maybe there is a rule that men and women are not taboo, but Brother Gao, you really don't have to overreact, the rumors are not credible."

Gao Xuan shook his head, unmoved: "Whether it's true or not, rumors are terrifying. You don't know something, because no one dares to arrange it in front of you, but we have heard a lot of rumors..."

Speaking of this, even Shen Feiyun's appetite was whetted by him.

Gao Xuan paused, gritted his teeth, and said, "Just because you came to Kou Beixuan for a period of time when you were a child, we became yours... so what... Even the sweeping lady who is over half a century old, the one who poured the toilet in the rare years Uncle, the storyteller did not let him go."

Shen Feiyun: "..."