The spring breeze is proud to enter the treasure building

Ye Wenyan walked side by side with him, seeing him looking thoughtfully at Gu Zhong.He laughed and said, "What is the second brother looking at? Zhoutu is beyond the Changping Valley in front of him. Zhou is not as vast as Daning and Beiyan. The rare thing is that although it is in the northern country, the grass is abundant and the water is beautiful...Second brother, when I arrive Let me show you my childhood home, where the bamboo is next to the river and the scenery is as beautiful as Jiangnan."

Su Muhua pondered for a moment and said, "Ye Wenyan, have you ever heard of the Battle of Changping?"

Ye Wen said, "You're talking about the ambush of Lord Yan by the Central Plains martial arts family here seven years ago?"

Su Muhua laughed and said, "Ye Wenyan, for me today, the most beautiful scenery is not this place, but this moment."

As soon as his words fell, Ye Wenyan heard a loud noise in his ears, and raised his eyes to see countless boulders rolling down on the mountain wall.

Someone in the Yan army was already shouting, "Hurry up, go back quickly."

But the Yan army's thousand-man queue had already entered the valley, harvesting a narrow and long line for the towering valley, and it was not easy to retreat at this moment.Immediately, countless people fell from stones and horses.In the panic, people and horses trampled on each other, and howling and screaming resounded throughout the valley.In an instant, another thunderbolt was thrown from the mountain wall. Amidst the thunderous sound, broken stones were blown up.The evening cloud hangs down, and a giant blood-red hand is gathered above the valley, who can escape from the sky!

Some of the Yan's troops who were good at lightness kung fu had already abandoned their horses and wanted to climb up the cliff on foot.

The oriole was as agile as a leopard, abandoned its horse and came towards Ye Wenyan.

Ye Wenyan helped him off the horse, and turned to look at Su Muhua.

The young man stood under the twilight clouds holding his bridle, and Yu Ma stared at him, with the reflection of the fire-colored flowing clouds in his glazed eyes.

Ye Wenyan felt hot in his heart, "Second brother, come with us!"

A faint smile appeared on Su Muhua's lips, and he slowly stretched out his hand.

Ye Wenyan was ecstatic in his heart, and was about to reach out his hand.

Even though he knew Huang Que might not be able to protect the two of them well, but he really wanted to take this person away at this moment.

Su Muhua touched the handle of the knife that was already under his clothes with his fingertips, the crown of the knife bounced, and there was a clear sound like a dragon's chant when the knife was unsheathed.

The young man's voice sounded in a purgatory-like battlefield. The voice was not high, but it was enough for Ye Wenyan to hear every word clearly.

"Ye Wenyan, today, I, Su Muhua, cut off your friendship with you, and from now on, I will never have any friendship with you again!"

The bright red and gentle light of the saber to keep Xiang Zui drunk suddenly rose, and with a sigh, the white robe fell in front of the horse.

Ye Wenyan looked at him silently, with a thousand emotions in his eyes, and turned around angrily for a moment, "Let's go!"

Huang Que looked at Su Muhua and said, "I'll take you out first, and then I'll come back to save you."

Su Muhua looked at the young man with a smile, he did not refuse his kindness, and said, "Thank you very much."

The oriole carried Ye Wenyan on its back, and Su Muhua saw that the young man carried a person on his back, his hands were like iron tongs climbing up the slippery mossy stone wall, and soon he was halfway up.

Ye Wenyan suddenly looked back——

On the edge of the blue stone cliff, that piece of clothing is still so eye-catchingly white.

Under the cliff, Su Muhua tightened the reins suddenly. The horse he was riding was no more than an ordinary war horse, and his limbs were already weak from fright at this moment.

Ye Wenyan only saw the white figure turning around and the black horse turning sideways.Boom... A thunderbolt exploded, and gravel rained down, obliterating the figure.

The cliffs were gray, and the blood-like evening clouds were swallowed by the tumbling dark clouds, and the sky gradually darkened.

Ye Wenyan's heart froze, and he was vaguely lost. Did that person die like this?

"My lord, don't worry, someone is going to rescue Brother Su." Huang Que suddenly cheered.

Ye Wenyan saw a black figure flying down the cliff. The man's qinggong was extremely high, and he dexterously walked through the falling rocks like a fish.

Lu wine is cold!

Lu Jiuhan had already descended to the bottom of the valley, he put his hand on the falling rock, and suddenly pushed it away with all his strength, only to see a lying horse.

Then he saw a pair of gentle and affectionate eyes looking at him with a smile, Su Muhua was pillowing on half of his sleeve, and the white figure was curled up under the horse's belly, in a rather relaxed posture.

Lu Jiuhan resisted the urge to laugh, "Master Su, it's dawn!"

He reached out and hugged Su Muhua out.

Su Muhua stared at the person in front of him in his arms, Lu Jiuhan still looked tired, and the tall and straight body of the young man under the black robe was warm and strong.

Su Muhua thought with a rather sour stomach, Lu Jiuhan would live a pretty good life without him, and couldn't help but look at that smiling face a few more times.

Turning his eyes away, there was a bit of disgust in his voice, "Master Lu, you can come back tomorrow morning!"

Lu Jiuhan couldn't help laughing.

Su Muhua had already pushed him away, "Don't let Murong Jiang leave."

Lu Jiu sneered, "I can't run away, I'm going to cut him with a knife, I'll carry you there right away."

As he said, he put his hand through Su Muhua's armpit to support his waist.Although the two are still rushing side by side, this posture is almost hugging.

Su Muhua's ears felt slightly hot from his breath, he cursed the little bastard in his heart, and tilted his head, "Lu Jiuhan, can't you stay away from me?"

Lu Jiuhan watched his embarrassed expression, smiled innocently, and said without sincerity, "No."

The sky is gloomy, there is no moon and no stars tonight, and several people have already stood on the top of the valley.

Murong stood in the grass with his long sword in his hand, his clothes were torn in several places, he was besieged by people, but there was no fear in his eyes. "Da Ning painting knife?"

The painting knife stood in front of him, the white monk's robe moved without wind, and the weapon in his hand pointed to the ground.

Chuntao smiled and stood under the tree with her arms folded, her eyes glanced at Bu Liuxing not far away from time to time.

Every time Bu Liuxing met his gaze, his feet felt a little weak, and his steps were unconsciously going backwards.It seems that if one can't restrain himself, the soles of his feet will be oiled.

How could Chuntao let him get what he wanted?From time to time, threatening eye knives were thrown over, firmly nailing Bu Liu Xing's feet to the ground.

Bu Liuxing's legs were a little weak, even when he was a flower picker, his legs had never been so weak.

Murong Jiang left the road, "I have heard that Huadao is the number one master in the Central Plains martial arts, and I am worthy of the sword if I can fight with you."

Huadao said indifferently, "Your opponent is not me, I just keep you for others."

"Oh? Who?"

"Ten years is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge. The debt you owe is only seven years ago. Why worry?"

"Seven years ago?" Murong Jiangli sneered, "But the person who died at my hands in Changping Valley that day?"

"National Master Murong", Murong Jiang looked away from Xun Sheng and smiled, "Su Muhua, so you are the one who killed Yan Qingyun that day."

Su Muhua nodded and said, "It's me."

Murong Jiangli revealed the murderous intent in his eyes, "Lord Su is so brave, it seems that I am stupid."

Su Muhua said, "Thank you for your praise, Guoshi Murong. Guoshi has a gentleman's heart, and he doesn't want to doubt people easily. It's because I've done a lot of pretentiousness to make you laugh."

Murong put Li's hand on the hilt of his sword, said faintly, and said with a smile, "Lord Su, I am honored to have you as a gentleman today. Swords have no eyes in the rivers and lakes, and I have never died in my life." I feel guilty to those under my command. What’s more, in the battle of Changping that day, I saved His Majesty, which was the most proud battle in my life. I only regret that the sword was not fast enough that day, and I couldn’t kill more enemies. I was tired and injured Your Majesty. But today for you This is a gentleman, let me ask one more question, why did Master Su take revenge?"

Su Muhua said, "It's my father."

"Su Lou mainly avenges his father, and I also want to avenge Yan Qingyun and Dayan's [-] army. In this battle, you and I have our own wishes, which is very good." Murong Jiang left, "I heard that Su Lou is from the Central Plains. A rising star of the martial arts world, today I have the honor to see the Drunken Sword in your hand, so please draw the sword!"

Su Muhua smiled slightly, "I'm useless in martial arts, so I can't fight you."

Murong Jiangli's eyes turned surprised, how important martial arts are to people in Jianghu, this young man said calmly, as if the useless of martial arts is just as common as flowers blooming and snow falling.

"Your opponent is me."

Murong Jiang asked puzzledly, "You?"

This young man didn't look much older than Su Muhua, if he wanted someone to do it for him, he couldn't figure out why Su Muhua didn't ask for a painting knife.

Lu Jiu patted Su Muhua's shoulder coldly, and said, "Xiao Su, I'll help you."

Su Muhua stared at him deeply, and finally smiled, "Okay!"

After he said this good word, the two of them met each other's eyes, and their hearts throbbed slightly.Others only thought it was a proxy attack, but the two knew in their hearts that Su Muhua entrusted his father's hatred to each other, and Lu Jiuhan shouldered the responsibility.What a promise, what a promise!

Lu Jiu raised his hands slightly, and the sleeves slipped off his wrists.He clasped his fists, and his black eyes were bright and proud. "please!"

In the waist-length grass under the cliff, there was a figure with his back against the boulder, his hands tightly packed, no matter how dark the night was, the hatred in his eyes could not be concealed.Su Muhua...So you came to find me just to use me.Waste me, waste me, rejoice for you, for you...

The author has something to say: very sweet, very sweet...

Continue to sprinkle flowers to celebrate Argentina's entry into the final, the final... This palm and the back of the hand are really cruel...