[Main Wenshu] Beifeng Nanzhi

Zhu Xiawu wanted to quit, but Wei Yan didn't want him to quit.

This person must not be allowed to escape!He must kill him!

He had already made up his mind when he used Yan Kuangtu's unique knowledge. If this person is allowed to leave this place, news like "Yan Kuangtu's unique knowledge is now alive" and "Wuji elixir appears" will spread all over the world. He will have many unnecessary troubles in the future.With his intention to kill, Wei Yan's moves were even more fierce, alternating claws and palms, and his moves were more impenetrable than Zhu Xiawu's iron net.King Zhu Datian was overwhelmed, and beads of sweat dripped from his forehead, but after all, he had decades of internal strength as a foundation, and he couldn't be defeated for a while.He originally planned to use up internal energy to decide the outcome with this young man, but he didn't expect that although Wei Yan was young, he was extremely calculating in every move, and didn't waste a single bit of internal energy. What's worse, his internal energy was deeper than his expected.

It won't do him any good to procrastinate like this.

Zhu Xiawu no longer has the energy to think about Wei Yan's origin. With a loud roar, he threw away the iron net and swiped his palm, intending to end the fight in a head-to-head manner.Wei Yan's eyes froze, he turned over and pulled a certain distance away, then kicked on the tree, and rushed forward, he knew that he must not be caught by Zhu Xiawu's palm force, once he defended or avoided this battle The rhythm will be controlled by Zhu Xiawu, so he can only fight against him, and compete in this straightforward way.Needless to say the result of losing, even if he wins, I don't know how many internal injuries he will suffer.It was beyond his expectation that things would develop to this point, but now was not the time to be upset.

His movements were fast, and his posture was almost irreversible, but when he rushed in front of King Zhu Datian, he suddenly changed his mind and sank down suddenly, avoiding the palm of King Zhu Datian.Before Zhu Xiawu had time to be happy about his opponent's cowardice at this moment, he saw the rain of swords all over the sky.

The sky was dotted with stars, and the rain of swords like flying petals rolled towards him!

"Xiao Xilou!" Zhu Datianwang roared, realizing a huge negligence he had committed - Xiao Xilou is not dead yet.Even if his sword is broken, and he suffers from internal injuries that won't last half an hour, he still isn't dead!A person like him, as long as he is not dead, has the strength to fight back.

The fragments of the sword brought Xiao Xilou's last internal force to break through Zhu Xiawu's "iron" body, and plunged into his flesh. Wei Yan also took out another dagger from his sleeve at this moment, straight He stabbed into Zhu Xiawu's heart hard, and then he bounced back quickly, avoiding Zhu Xiawu's desperate blow.

"Double short swords..." Zhu Xiawu was still thinking about the owner of such weapons at the last moment, but an overlord like him can't remember a lone heroine with a childish dream of justice.His hand held the dagger trembling for a while, but after all he couldn't pry it open and fell down with a "boom".

Wei Yan took a few deep breaths slowly to calm down his inner breath. If it wasn't for Xiao Xilou this time, he might be seriously injured, but if it wasn't for him, Xiao Xilou might not have avenged his wife. , this is more or less difficult to calculate than a debt of gratitude.However, Xiao Xilou still has a son with great potential. Even if he dies here, someone can seek justice for him. career.After all, he still owed Xiao Xilou some points.Wei Yan walked towards Xiao Xilou, "You..."

He just uttered a word, and he couldn't say any more.

Because Xiao Xilou had already passed away, holding the hilt of the broken sword in his hand, he was sitting on his knees with his back still straight, but his head was turned in the direction of his wife Sun Huishan, as if he wanted to see him again at the last moment of his life. A glance at his wife's face.

Sun Huishan had been lying there quietly, as if she knew that her husband had avenged her. Although there was no smile on her face, she looked gentle because she did not suffer the pain of death.

No matter how great a hero or knight-errant he was in life, he is nothing after death.

Wei Yan thought of the fire that night, and the simple earth pit he dug.He could no longer find that place now... A sudden sadness made his heart constrict, he picked up the short sword he had thrown just now, and put it back into his sleeve.He passed a bamboo forest on the way here, and he went back there to cut a clump of green bamboo, and found some ropes to tie the bamboo together to form a simple bamboo raft, and then he returned to Xiao Xilou and his wife. They moved their bodies to a raft, intending to drag them to the ancestral land of the Huanhua Sword Sect for burial.

This is not an easy process. Wei Yan still needs to pay attention to the movement around him while pulling the bamboo raft.If the power gang has not succeeded, they will definitely set their eyes and ears on the Huanhua sword faction. The news of his coming here may have reached Liu Suifeng's ears. He doesn't know if the head of the power gang will come out to confront him .He and Zhu Xiawu just went through a battle, although he didn't suffer much injuries, his physical strength will inevitably be lost, Liu Suifeng and him are both masters who value speed, fighting with him will only consume more physical strength, and it may not be possible to gain an absolute advantage .Even though he was thinking this way, he didn't leave the idea of ​​leaving the bodies of Xiao Xilou and his wife alone here. When he recalled this past event in the future, he was surprised for a while that he hadn't completely lost his chivalrous heart.

He has never been to the Huanhua Sword School before, but he is familiar with the art of Fengshui. When a big family like the Xiao family builds a house, they naturally invite wave after wave of Fengshui masters to investigate. The ancestral land is the key. Naturally, it is not difficult.

The ancestral land of the Xiao family is called "Jiantian Cave", and the inside is very deep and solemn.As a result, the Fanhuan Flower Sword Sect suffered catastrophe, and those who guarded the ancestral land had to go to the front line or defect and flee, so Wei Yan was able to enter this place unimpeded.

Seeing that Tiandong is not only a place for worshiping ancestors, but also a place for storing coffins, Wei Yan saw that the tablets in front of the two innermost coffins had not yet been named, nor were they nailed to death, so he knew that this was the place for Xiao Xilou and his wife. Prepare the coffin yourself.He lifted the lid of the coffin and saw that there was nothing inside. Knowing that he had guessed correctly, he put Xiao Xilou and his wife inside, and closed the lid of the coffin.Because he was not a descendant of the Xiao family, it was not good to write an inscription on the tablet without authorization, so he briefly wrote down the cause and effect on the bamboo raft, hoping that the surviving descendants of the Xiao family in the future could make the couple completely peaceful.

After doing all this, Wei Yan bowed to many coffins a few times, which was regarded as his apology for disturbing the peace of this place as an outsider.

He rested here for a while, and only walked towards the entrance of the cave when his physical strength was almost recovered.However, before reaching the entrance of the cave, his attention was attracted by a coffin.

Compared with other coffins, this one is obviously much more luxurious and bigger, but its location is obviously not the place where the head of the Xiao family is.Wei Yan frowned, and when he took a closer look, he couldn't help but turn pale with shock.

There were musical instruments beside the coffin, and there were near-lost musical notes engraved on the coffin. If it was said that there was no mystery in this coffin, no one would believe it.Wei Yan had a strong intuition, he felt that what the Power Gang wanted and at the same time the purpose of his trip was in this coffin.

Back then, he liked to play with various skills with his second senior brother, so he was no stranger to rhythm.He squinted his eyes to identify the musical notes on the coffin, hummed the melody, and actually recalled the scene of reading ancient music scores with the second senior brother at the teacher's gate a long time ago.The second senior brother had a gentle personality, and when he saw that he was interested in learning, he asked him to sing along line by line.He was very serious at the beginning, but after a long time he couldn't sit still, and deliberately sang in a strange voice, the second senior brother was not angry, occasionally he would try to change the key when he saw that he sang interestingly, once or twice he actually changed the song. It is better than the original score. Whenever this time, the second senior brother will be very happy, and happily show off to the other senior brothers... although most of the time only the third senior brother will respond to him.

Although such a scene is clear, it has been a long, long time after all, so long that there is no chance of it happening again.

Wei Yan picked up a musical instrument and tried to play it a few times. It was a bit unfamiliar at first, but gradually became fluent.I only hate that the music is beautiful, but it is too sad, which makes the tip of his nose sore.

At the end of the song, after a brief silence, there was a "clack" sound in the coffin, and the huge coffin lid opened by itself.Wei Yan saw the various traps on the coffin lid sharply, thinking that if he had just lifted the coffin by force, he would be somewhat sure to escape.

When the coffin lid was fully opened, Wei Yan leaned forward to look inside the coffin, and saw two skeletons lying side by side, with a thin book lying between them.

He realized something in his heart, took the book and opened it, and his guess was confirmed.

The person in this coffin is none other than the Jiang family brothers who turned the world upside down decades ago, and the book he holds in his hand is the treasure that people in the world dream of - the book of forgetting love!