The Snowy Path of the Heroic Blade

Chapter 572: Those who beg to die kill those who wait for death

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After the old master played the piano heartily, he suddenly got up, his hands sank slowly, and exhaled a breath of foul air. The old man with white hair and childlike face slowly walked down the bluestone like a huge turtle, and asked with a kind smile: " Disciple, has your master's piano skills improved a bit?"

The woman with the saber nodded solemnly and gave a thumbs up, "Master has made great strides forward, amazing!"

Rao Xu Fengnian, who thinks he is shameless and has profound kung fu, can't bear the shamelessness of this pair of master and apprentice. However, if there were a few more "gentlemen" of this kind on Fulu Mountain, and they didn't tear up this ghostly painting talisman in Youzhou in one go, they should take the opportunity to increase their knowledge. Of course, whether it is an old man with "extraordinary and holy" piano skills, or a seemingly silly woman with a sword, they are all very smooth and shrewd in their bones. After all, they are not those scissors who met in Qingcheng Qianshan many years ago. Those guys steal people. I can't bear to loot all the money, and I will remember to leave some travel expenses to go home. I am a business, and I am also a bandit. How can they kill people like Fulu Mountain? Old man Meng, little hawthorn, little bird, so many years have passed. Zhang Zhang's face is still vivid in my memory, five years have passed, I don't know if Xiao Shanzhao has succeeded and become the head of the family, and I don't know if Xiao Que'er has become slim? Xu Fengnian's ecstasy is only a blink of an eye, and his so-called ecstasy now does not delay in checking all the air mechanisms around him. In simple terms, if he takes ten thousand steps back, even if Xu Fengnian falls asleep completely, letting a second-rank junior grandmaster Attacking and killing with all his strength is also the end of the latter's death on the spot. The scenery above the ninth floor is unimaginable not only for the little master who is regarded as a god in the eyes of the people on the rivers and lakes, but also for the Vajra Zhixuan of the first rank and the first two realms. What a majestic picture scroll of martial arts that was completely unfolded. Xu Fengnian now occasionally thinks about what it would be like if he was the current self, facing Han Wudi, who was known as Han Wudi under the god of land at that time, outside Shenwu City.

"Boy, the old man thinks you are very good-natured."

The old man stared at Xu Fengnian, paused after saying this, and then said earnestly: "Why don't you learn to play the piano from the old man?"

Xu Fengnian chuckled.

Two people came from a distance, a man and a woman, they were considered to be talented and beautiful. The man was in his thirties, with a high crown and a blouse, with an elegant demeanor. The woman's face is particularly touching and pitiful, but the extra-slender little man wears a pair of long and short knives hanging from her waist, and her brows are even more heroic. She looks very strange, and it seems that she is not natural, but a piece of jade, acquired by a master craftsman. Carved, no matter what, this woman belongs to the kind that people can remember at the first sight but never let go of. Xu Fengnian turned his head and looked around, and guessed one person, Junyan, whose surname was Lu from the neighbor's fairy coffin cave, and recognized another person at the same time, even he couldn't help but be a little surprised from the bottom of his heart, it was the weak woman next to Tanhualang in Kejia Lane. His name is Fan Xiaochai. Later, he used Lin Yulin Tan's identity as a close relative to the Xu family to enter Qingliangshan Prince's Mansion, scouted the terrain, and waited for an opportunity to assassinate him, the eldest son of Wutongyuan. Throwing it to the spy leader Lu Qiuer for the second brother Yuan, Xu Fengnian didn't pay attention to it after that, but I heard that this woman's real name is Fan Xiaochai, and she is the granddaughter of Fan Baoshan, the great general of Zhenguo in the Northern Han Dynasty. Xu Fengnian's wife who killed him on the ground in Liangzhou didn't even care about choosing an alias. But later, in the net fishing at Qingrong Temple in Huangnan County, she was the masked soldier who nailed the master Qinghuai Laodao to the wall with a single knife. When old friends met, Xu Fengnian remained calm, and Fan Xiaochai was the same, only his eyes flashed, fleeting, complicated and dark, and Xu Fengnian was even more surprised that there was not much reasonable hatred.

The eyes of the two quietly passed by, and the elegant Confucian scholar had already opened his mouth and said respectfully to the old man: "Lu Haiya, disciple of the Immortal Coffin Cave, pays homage to Master Wei Xianshi."

The old man nodded, his attention was more on Fan Xiaochai, and he asked straight to the point: "Lu Haiya, this girl is the strange girl with blue eyes from your Master Shen Jian Cave. Begging her to give up the sword and practice the sword, must she be accepted as a retreat disciple?"

Lu Haiya said with a soft smile: "Master, Lu Haiya doesn't dare to say anything. However, Master Wei may not know that Miss Fan is the granddaughter of General Fan, the first general in the Northern Han Dynasty. Bone talent, teach swordsmanship with all your pockets... "

The old man impatiently waved his hand and said: "There are none of these. It is meaningless to tell the old man. The old man was Gu Jiantang's pawn back then, not the old Beiliang. Don't come over the old man's head."

Lu Haiya smiled and said nothing.

The woman who had entered the Immortal Coffin Cave not long ago squinted her eyes, full of murderous intentions, and at a young age, she seemed to have the majestic appearance of a little grandmaster bursting out with energy.

The old man laughed at himself, and said embarrassingly: "If you talk about asking the old man for a weapon that you can take advantage of, it is barely reasonable. After all, the knife and the sword in the old man's hand have some connections with the Fan family in the Northern Han Dynasty. Fortunately, they are all on the weapon list of the new martial arts review. The Tail Knife is the sixteenth famous sword, famous for its unparalleled sharpness, and the bronze rust sword is the twelfth famous sword, the sword is slanted, and it is surprisingly blunt."

The daughter of the mountain lord of Fulu Mountain lightly tapped the handle of the golden silk knife with her index finger, and said with a bright smile: "Yo, I came to other people's land to have fun and play wild, how does this girl know that the cave master Shen Jian is not so capable? Qi's thirty-six swords from Shenjian Cave came to Fulu Mountain to fight, so it was a match? The master is not ahead, but the apprentice is very good at jumping around."

Fan Xiaochai calmly said: "Mi Fengjie is also worthy of being my master?"

The woman with the golden knife who met her love rival on her territory suddenly grabbed the handle of the knife, as if she was about to draw a knife and fight, as if whoever wins will be able to take that Mr. Lu home.

Lu Haiya, apprentice of Shen Jian Grotto Master Mi Fengjie, was obviously embarrassed and coughed a few times.

The old man who was called Wei Jin by Shen Li said with a playful smile: "The little girl of the Fan family has finally entered the second-rank realm. Since she is not yet stable, then don't fight to the death easily. If you don't listen to the old man, you will easily suffer in front of your eyes. "

Fan Xiaochai said indifferently: "Can the realm be eaten?"

Xu Fengnian was a little impressed. Being condescending in terms of realm, he can see that Fan Xiaochai's aura is still inferior to that of his predecessor Wei Jin, but it is just this courage to die and reborn, which makes many people cherish their lives even more as their realm climbs. The master of death is ashamed. Xu Fengnian's number of fights is not too many, but it is also a lot of times, fighting against Princess Suizhu's retinue on Wudang Mountain, fighting with the red armor of the talisman in the reeds, fighting Xie Ling, the demon head of Beimang at the Duck Head Green Inn, and fighting on the grassland. Tuoba Spring Falcon Color-sleeved Elder Duan Boer returned to the three of them, Tibing fought against the fifth raccoon dog at the foot of the mountain, Yang Taisui fought outside the Iron Gate Gate, Han Shengxuan the human cat outside Shenwu City, and Liu Haoshi, the big celestial elephant. They both lost and won, but Every opponent at that time was undoubtedly beyond Xu Fengnian's realm. Xu Fengnian's survival was certainly one of the reasons for his good luck, but he was never timid and tried his best to figure out the tricks. It was also very important. And the master of Chuntie thatched cottage who died in the hands of Xu Fengnian at the edge of Chunshen Lake is an excellent negative example. The life and death struggles of the opponents in the environment are all vulnerable. Xu Fengnian glanced at Fan Xiaochai's extraordinarily slender waist, and was a little bit embarrassed. This woman who was extremely weak in the past has become a small martial arts master who can challenge Wei and Jin in one fell swoop.

Xu Fengnian, who had nothing to do, turned his head to look at the waterfall hanging on the cliff, and then looked at Fan Xiaochai's waist again. Repeatedly, he destroyed the tense and dignified atmosphere on the field, Fan Xiaochai Finally, he looked squarely at him, an enemy with a sworn enemy, and then he didn't look away. Then Lu Haiya looked at the woman he fell in love with at first sight inexplicably, and the daughter of Fulu Mountain stared angrily at the scholar on the neighbor mountain, leaving The next one is the second mountain master of Fulu Mountain who doesn't know who to stare at. Xu Fengnian was the first to realize that something was wrong. As expected of an outsider, he asked heartlessly: "What are you doing one by one, stop fighting? It's over? Aren't you all flying around and stepping on the snow without a trace? Even if you don't Fighting, bickering is fine too?"

The woman wearing the gold silk short knife was the first to break her knives. She let go of the handle with five fingers, couldn't help laughing, and glared deliberately: "You are the most standing and talking without back pain! Come if you have the ability!"

Xu Fengnian smiled and said, "I'll come? If you talk about it, it's easy to beat all of you."

Fan Xiaochai, who was neither cold nor warm to anyone, smiled for the first time, and asked, "That's it?"

Xu Fengnian put his arms around his sleeves and smiled. In the eyes of everyone except Fan Xiaochai, he was naturally a rogue embroidered pillow.

A boy in white trotted over, saying that it was the Lord of the Mountain who was having a banquet, and he wanted the master, the young lady, and Mrs. Fan, Mrs. Lu, to go to the banquet.

Fan Xiaochai said coldly: "I'll wait here for Wei Jin when you get the Sparrow Tail Knife and Bronze Rusty Sword, then it will be a battle of life and death."

Master Wei Xian laughed, noncommittal, Lu Haiya knew this woman's temperament, so he had to go to the top of the mountain with Wei Jin and the difficult woman from Fulu Mountain.

So there are only two men and women left on the side of the falling water well, each of whom knows their hidden identities well.

Xu Fengnian approached the well, squatted down and stretched out his hands to catch the water, the mist filled the air, but he couldn't get close to him, his palm was still three or four feet away from the mouth of the well, but the waterfall was torn obliquely, and poured into Xu Fengnian's palm like an open water. A white lotus.

Fan Xiaochai was silent for a long time, and finally walked behind him, without any ups and downs in his emotional tone, he said flatly: "Fan Xiaochai, the first-class resident of Fushui Club, has met the King of Beiliang!"

Xu Fengnian, who turned his back on the woman, asked, "Did the Fushui Club plant spies here before?"

Fan Xiaochai replied: "No, Fan Xiaochai entered the mountain this time, both public and private. The official business is that there are considerable gold and silver hidden in the two mountains. If he succeeds, it can relieve Youzhou's military needs. Private matters, the King of Beiliang has already known, Fan Xiaochai To get back the family sword."

Xu Fengnian asked with a smile: "Family biography? Why, after getting back the famous sword, you want to avenge me?"

Fan Xiaochai replied, "I dare not."

Xu Fengnian withdrew his hands, stood up, wiped his sleeves with his palms, and said with a smile: "It's a good one not to dare, the evil heart is not dead."

Fan Xiaochai stared at Xu Fengnian, thinking of the scene of opening a lotus in his hands, he gritted his teeth and asked, "Is the king of Beiliang really the sixth in the world in martial arts reviews?"

Xu Fengnian, whose vast aura had dissipated again, said: "Thank you for being able to bear it, you didn't draw your sword against me as soon as that group left. It seems that the spies of the Fushui Club who endured humiliation for a few years were not in vain."

The woman bit her lip lightly and closed her eyes.

Xu Fengnian bent down and took off a slightly longer saber from her waist, placed it on top of her head, pulled out half of the sheath, stared at the bright blade, and asked with a smile: "Fan Xiaochai, do you think we are a leaf of duckweed returning to the sea? Do we meet each other?"

Fan Xiaochai suddenly drew the saber, held the saber very steadily, and drew the saber very quickly. The short knife in his hand stabbed fiercely at Xu Fenghou's back.

An inch away, the short knife directly penetrated the chest of the King of Beiliang.

Xu Fengnian's expression was as usual, he put the long knife back into its sheath with his right hand, stretched out his left hand and broke the tip of the knife, and then patted lightly, the short knife flew upside down with Fan Xiaochai who was holding the knife tremblingly, Fan Xiaochai's whole arm drooped, but still Did not abandon the knife.

Xu Fengnian didn't look back, and casually threw the long knife to Fan Xiaochai, who was daring to assassinate him, and then stretched out his hand to control his breath and pulled through a waterfall as thick as his wrist, washing away the two pools of blood on the chest and back of his shirt, while the wound "slowly" heal.

After Xu Fengnian finished all this, he turned around and asked with a smile: "This feeling is not good. After finally mustering up the courage, with the thought of dying together, I still failed to kill the enemy. When I faced a person surnamed Liu, I also experienced it. But your luck is definitely better than mine. There will be more opportunities like this in the future. Every time you advance to the realm in the future, you can come to me to try. But before you make a move, be your Fushui Society dead fighter and treat it as ours A deal between them."

Fan Xiaochai asked a suspicious question, "Are you insane?"

Xu Fengnian ignored him, and said with a smile: "When I saw you for the first time, I felt that my waist was so thin that it couldn't be thinner. At that time, I was worried that you would break your waist when you walked."

Fan Xiaochai smiled sweetly and said, "It seems that he is not crazy, but he has become the King of Beiliang from His Royal Highness."

Xu Fengnian suddenly stretched out a palm and pressed down.

Fan Xiaochai's whole body seemed to be crushed by the mountains, and it only took an instant to go from kneeling to lying on the ground.

The energy stored in the muscles and veins of the whole body suddenly stagnated. This kind of bone-piercing pain, ordinary people will never have the opportunity to feel it in a lifetime.

The woman tried her best to raise her head, her eyes were dark, not only revealing the taste of deep hatred, but also more meanings, there was a complicated smile that seemed to be extremely painful and the peak of joy.

Xu Feng said in a young voice: "You are crazy."

Fan Xiaochai crawled forward foot by foot.

How similar, exactly the same.

Xu Fengnian was in a daze.

He sat on the edge of the bluestone, quietly waiting for the woman to climb to his feet, and said: "You inform the spy who is in charge of connecting with you outside the mountain, and ask Huangfuping to mobilize a hundred crossbowmen and a thousand soldiers, and follow Song Yubai to mobilize After the soldiers and horses, if there is no movement in Bishan County for half a decade, enter the mountain on your own."

Fan Xiaochai seemed to be crying and laughing, and her internal organs were like a miserable woman who was overwhelmed by the river and the sea. She stretched out a hand and grabbed one of his boots tightly. The corner of her mouth was bloodshot, and she said hoarsely: "Xu Fengnian, kill me! I I beg you!"

Xu Fengnian bent down, stretched out his hand to hold her hand, and her withered and sickly face instantly turned rosy and natural. Xu Fengnian's eyes were intoxicating, and he smiled softly: "Fan Xiaochai, it's hard to die, it's hard to live well. Don't look. I have a leisurely life, I am a king with a different surname and I am the sixth in the world, but if my good luck has been used up, then I am actually just waiting to die with Beiliang. Of course, after talking about you I don't understand either."