After a moment, he sighed heavily.

"Jiang Shao......"

Chen Pingsheng turned his head to look at him at the right time, stunned for a moment, the distance between the two was less than three feet, enough to see his eyebrows clearly, and saw his head leaning on the mottled masonry of the city wall, his eyes slightly closed, hidden in deep eye sockets, and his face was full of tiredness.

Is this still the high-spirited Jiang Sigongzi that everyone has in their mouths? Chen Pingsheng didn't know either, but seeing that Jiang Changan didn't say a word, his eyebrows seemed to be full of loneliness in the wind and frost.

No one could understand this loneliness, and hundreds of people had gathered under the walls, but none of them could understand it.

After staring at half a cup of tea, Fat Chen's eyes were red uncompetitively.

Jiang Changan suddenly smiled: "Fat Chen, what's wrong? Why haven't I seen a woman twisting and pinching for so long?"

"Who looks like a woman? Just now there was a mosquito that didn't have long eyes that disturbed the fat man's eyes......" Chen Pingsheng was actually a little drunk, stretched out his hand and rubbed his reddish eyes, but the more he rubbed it, the redder it became, suddenly, he stood up and cried: "Jiang Shao, I know that you have been holding back all these years, all for the sake of revenge! Six years, how many six years are there in life? How many things can make people persist for six years from beginning to end? Because of this, I, Chen Pingsheng, admire you and only admire you!"

"Jiang Shao, you avenged Ling Feng's son, he will definitely laugh if he knows under the spring, he will laugh, he will laugh, ahhaha......" Chen Fatzi said and directly picked up a jar and poured it down his throat, his eyes were red.

Jiang Changan also threw the wine glass aside, picked up a jar and put it into his throat, the hot sensation burned his throat, burned his body, and burned away the bitterness in his heart, only this short moment Jiang Changan would feel that wine was a good thing.

"Nephrite through the intestines, a pain-relieving wine. Jiang Changan remembered the eight words that Jiang Lingfeng said, and he really realized these eight words at this moment.

"Drink!" Chen Pingsheng laughed.

The two of them passed through the intestines one after another, and the sound of the slamming jar on the ground was endless.

"Jiang Shao, if you have any hardships today, just say it boldly! If you want to do it, you have to do it!"

Jiang Changan's face was slightly drunk, and in a daze, he saw another person, a person he wanted to see, but could never see again. His smile was exactly the same as before, confident and sunny, like the golden yellow shining on the city wall.

Jiang Changan staggered to his feet with the table, staggering towards the city gate, Chen Pingsheng followed, leaving only a fragment of the food and a meal that had not been touched.

As soon as the cold wind blew, the wine woke up for three minutes, and a figure stood on the city tower for a long time.

Jiang Chang'an's figure appeared on the city tower like lightning, ten meters away from Hu Tianba.

Luo Song stood in the crowd and found a superior place to stay, looked up, his eyes were vicious: "This son doesn't believe that he has reached the Dao Fruit Realm, how can anyone have such strength at this age, Mr. Gu will definitely win with one blow and stomp this rampant kid into the mud!"

"I know you're very powerful!" Hu Tianba looked at the white-robed man who came as promised, and sneered, "Impermanence, do you know that you killed me in the eyes of everyone is just a matter of course, and I killed you is my chance to become famous, then Lao Tzu will no longer be just an ordinary executioner, but a famous man who killed the fourth son of the Jiang family, obviously, your head is more valuable than you expected." ”

Jiang Changan's eyes were worried, his eyes were blurred after drinking, and his body swayed left and right.

The life in the city is afraid that this master will fall down if he is not careful, in that case, it will be a big joke.

But these people with expectations are destined to be disappointed, they find that Jiang Chang'an's steps are moving but not chaotic, elegant but not frivolous, stepping on a square circle, how can a drunk man walk out of such a step?

However, Hu Tianba, who was a person in the game, did not see this, and pulled out the goose wing knife from his back, the blade was scalded with gold and silver water patterns, and the murderous aura surged between the waves.

There are three small holes carved on the back of the knife, and there are three copper rings with the size of the little fingertips, and when the knife is waved, the sound is like the sound of geese, so it is also the true origin of the name of the goose wing knife.

This is the most beautiful knife Jiang Changan has ever seen, but it is not the most powerful one.

"It looks like you're a man with a knife. Jiang Changan said lightly, picked up a wooden branch with the length of a sword from the ground, and stood in front of him like a swordsman.

This move immediately caused a group of people in the city to laugh, "This kid can't really get drunk, right? I'm afraid that if you use a wooden branch as a sword, you're not drinking so much that you even have a bad brain......

"Jiang Shao!" Chen Pingsheng secretly hated and blamed him for not taking him to drink so much wine, and if Jiang Shao really encountered any danger after a while, even if he fought for his life, he would save him from leaving!

Hu Tianba sneered: "Impermanence, shouldn't you be like using this wooden branch to fight Lao Tzu?"

"Then do you dare?" Jiang Changan's plain four words reached Hu Tianba's ears, and the provocative tone opened the angry valve, and Hu Tianba's eyes were like a yin owl: "Die!"

The blade of the sword is unsheathed, breaking through the air!

At this time, bursts of erhu sound came into everyone's ears, desolate, sad, and the wisps were about to break and connect.

It is like the hoarse roar of a frustrated person, floating like a light cloud, but sometimes heavier than the end of the mountain, ups and downs, wonderful.

This erhu handle was blackened, the barrel was cracked, and the horsetail bow was hastily tied with twine, which was thin and soft, as if it would break if it was forced.

Pulling it up, he was like hammering an overly taut elastic cotton tendon, making a series of monotonous and dull sounds.

But the voice he made was very different from his appearance, it was really like a majestic atmosphere, and it was all living beings.

Everyone can't see where the source of the sound of the piano is, and every time they think they hear the source of the sound of the piano and follow the reputation, they are all the owners who don't see the erhu.

Everyone's mind seems to be tied to the fight on the tower of this city, with the battle and the ups and downs, with the end of the calm and sigh, and the fight seems to be merged with the sad sound of the piano, sad and bleak, the scene of the desert lonely smoke appeared in front of everyone, a desolate and lonely atmosphere overwhelmed people.

The blade of the sword is like the desert wind and sand, and the wind makes it stinging the cheeks!

Jiang Changan heard the sound of the piano, and suddenly woke up three points later, and the wooden branch showed golden light, not dodging or dodging, but when the sword edge arrived, half a foot away from his cheek, the wooden branch struck the back of the sword from one side-

Clang!

This blow is not an ordinary blow, but contains Jiang Changan's understanding of Shura's meditation.

Shura pointed out that this kind of pure attack method should not be confined to one move and one style, but he should integrate it and truly become his own, which is an extremely demanding process, which requires a person who also knows swordsmanship to constantly practice and compete with himself.

And this person's knife can't be as lethal as the night Tingxue long sword, nor can it be as impenetrable as Ding Wu's long knife, Hu Tianba is the best person to feed him.

Hu Tianba's face changed suddenly, this knock seemed nothing to others, but in his eyes, it was like a meteorite impact, and he almost couldn't hold the hilt of the sword, only his body turned over and twisted in the direction of the blade's tilt, in order to grasp the sword momentum.

However, Jiang Changan would not give him this opportunity, in an instant when the loophole was broken, the wooden branch in his hand had already been knocked three times.

Shoulders, elbows, wrists!

The three moves are not fatal, but they can best control a swordsman, no matter how fast a swordsman's knife is, once these three places are frustrated, no matter how clever the knife skills are, it will not help.

Understanding Jiang Chang'an's purpose, Hu Tianba cried bitterly in his heart, and swung the knife away, stirring three times in a row!

Hu Tianba hurriedly retreated dozens of steps, standing at the head of the city as at the beginning, standing proudly, but the tiger's mouth in his hand had been shaken by three impacts, and several wounds had been cracked, blood was dripping, and the entire arm holding the knife was also trembling.

"What's going on? Who has the upper hand and who is the inferior?"

A group of laymen who watched the excitement didn't know what was going on, so they had to guess on their own. A few people with a heart suddenly wondered: "The sound of the piano doesn't seem to be so harsh......"

Unconsciously, the string notes become very soothing, as if flowing from winter to spring. The euphemistic and beautiful music is like a little raindrop, moistening people's hearts.

Jiang Chang'an's figure danced more frequently, stepping on the void under his feet, as if he was playing another set of sword dances, holding wooden branches, and dancing solo-

He drank in his mouth:

"A sword is in the sky, ten miles of flying fragrant red!"

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