Eternal Shadow Collar, Heavenly Reputation City.

Shang Hongkuo's hair bun was originally meticulously tied, but at this time it looked a little messy, and his face was full of obvious emotions such as anxiety and self-blame and pain, Bai Feihong knew for the first time that a person's face could be so wonderful.

He completely lost his usual calm and capable demeanor, after hearing Bai Feihong's words, his eyes flickered a few times, he looked at his younger brother with pain and guilt, turned his head reluctantly, and nodded hard: "Okay." ”

Walk down the stone steps, walk through the path, enter the official road, and not long after walking, you will see a fairly lively town, in which some people wear the iconic gossip robes of the surrounding Xiuzhen sects, some are dressed as Taoist priests, and some look like laymen.

Along the way, Shang Hongkuo has remained silent, his eyes are looking ahead, he doesn't know what he is thinking, and Bai Feihong is not in a hurry to speak, it is difficult for Qing officials to cut off family affairs, this kind of thing, as a friend of both sides, he doesn't know what position to take.

"This is the capital of the Eternal Domain, and monks often come here to drink. Shang Hongkuo reluctantly squeezed out a sentence.

"Then find an unfamiliar restaurant, so as not to bump into acquaintances. Bai Feihong said calmly, trying to infect Shang Hongkuo with his calmness, lest he break down emotionally and do something irreparable.

It is inevitable that there are people who know Shang Hongkuo in familiar restaurants, if they hear a word or see Shang Hongkuo's painful and drunk appearance, it is always not good to spread it, after all, it involves the marriage of Shang and Tian.

Shang Hongkuo nodded silently, and led Bai Feihong through the alley, and found a very simple restaurant, with footprints and mud marks on the wall, and occasionally stained blood.

The restaurant is a bungalow, with more than a dozen tables set up at random, the smell is unpleasant, noisy and noisy, and it is full of all kinds of heroes from the rivers and lakes, but the only thing missing is the cultivator.

The two walked through the drunken men and found an empty table in the corner, Bai Feihong untied the long sword at his waist and placed it horizontally on the table, so that it could be pulled out - after sitting down, drawing the sword would always be blocked, which was not very convenient, although it had little impact on his own strength, but between life and death, the moment of slowness was the difference between the abyss.

After such a long period of wandering, Bai Feihong has already had the basic consciousness of the people in the rivers and lakes.

And Shang Hongkuo saw Bai Feihong doing this, only then did he suddenly come to his senses and untie the human-level sword dragon Teng Sword in his hand, he was not such a careless person, but today he is really unable to give up.

The two looked at each other and were silent, until Xiao Er sent two jars of daughter red, a plate of broad beans and chopsticks as instructed.

Bai Feihong lifted the wine jar, poured a bowl for each of his monks Hongkuo, and said, "Dry!"

Shang Hongkuo exhaled, picked up the wine bowl, touched Bai Feihong, raised his head, his Adam's apple squirmed, and he finished the bowl with a grunt.

Bai Feihong was the same, only to feel a burning heat from his throat to his stomach, and then poured a bowl: "Dry!"

Although the wine was not strong enough, after three bowls in a row, Bai Feihong, who had not drunk for a long time, was still a little dizzy, his stomach bag rolled, and he almost vomited, so he quickly sandwiched a few broad beans and put them in his mouth.

Shang Hongkuo drank very quickly, the wine was rising, his face was red, he looked at the broad beans in front of him in a daze, and suddenly said: "Senior Brother Feihong, do you remember the first time you drank, you choked on wine and coughed?"

"Yes. Bai Feihong's old face was slightly red, that was when he completed the task of the sect, he forgot that this body had not drunk alcohol before, and after a sip of dryness, he was not only sick to his stomach, but also choked and coughed, and Shang Hongkuo had expected that he would take care of people and hand over a cup of tea.

It is precisely because of this move that I really feel that Shang Hongkuo, who is usually calm as a leader, is a friend worth making.

"At that time, although my life was in danger and there was the pressure of the task, I was much happier than now...... Shang Hongkuo said bitterly, poured another bowl of wine and drank it, and continued to say to himself without waiting for Bai Feihong to answer, "I didn't see Xinyue, but I know that she must be sad and painful, because I am the same." ”

"However, why do you have to marry this time?" Bai Feihong suddenly asked.

Shang Hongkuo vented, felt a little better, and said with a wry smile: "Heaven ordered me directly." Senior sister Ming'er is one of the top ten in the sect, to marry, among the children of the Shang family, they can only look at me, but I also opened the second know-how, and initially mastered a little sword move at the peak of the condensation period, although it ranks eleventh among the inner disciples, but the future is still optimistic about them. ”

Bai Feihong nodded thoughtfully, according to the time, perhaps due to the influence of the family's situation, Shang Hongkuo used the Heaven and Earth Treasure "Heaven and Earth Enlightenment Pill" to forcibly open the second trick.

Shang Hongkuo laughed at himself: "I have always been very clear that the basis of the alliance is not to make a marriage, but to the interests of both parties, but my father told me that if you can't even make a marriage, why should you let others believe in the sincerity of your alliance?

He was drunk and asked himself, "I can't refuse." In this generation of our sect, the most favored is that person, followed by the brothers of the Bai family, I and Senior Sister Ming'er are relatively much worse, and only when the two families join together can they make the head of the family and the head of the family look at it. ”

"Although Tianyang, who is ranked tenth, has only opened four tricks, he is like the original Senior Sister Du Lin, who realized a Jindan period killing move in "Great God Wunuo Zhenjun" at a young age, even if it is only thick, it is also admirable and fearful. He thought divergently and chattered, "And the first-ranked Wu Eryue Qiqi is stable, and he has practiced the Wuxiang Divine Skill to a small success, and he has obtained the artistic conception, not only is it not slightly worse than anyone who has mastered other exercises, but the foundation is more stable, and it will not be a problem to advance by leaps and bounds in the future, and the day before yesterday, he had already broken through the eighteen bronze human formations of the sect, and traveled down the mountain. ”

"Your brother Bai Xingji is also stable, he has realized the two killing moves early, his strength is above me, and he is preparing to break through, Shu Taihe is just seventeen years old, he has already opened the trick, and he has initially mastered the sword moves that are also the pinnacle of the scene, he is a martial idiot, concentrates on martial arts, and is ......favored by many elders."

Listening to Shang Hongkuo's words, Bai Feihong secretly cocked his tongue, the competition in the Wupin Sect was really terrible, but fortunately, he joined the Liupin Force, and in their generation, he was already an outstanding disciple.

"I can't compare to them now, I can only do a little bit for the family. Shang Hongkuo's eyes were hollow, and his voice became ethereal, "Sometimes, I feel that my parents, expectations, fixed relatives, the ten uniques of the inner sect, the head of the family, and the ancestors are like ropes tied to me, like stones pressing on my heart, making me not free, making me depressed and heavy, and I can't wait to cut these shackles with a sword and return me to freedom." ”

"However, I only think about it occasionally, they are so good to me, how can I bear to let them down......?

Bai Feihong shook his head and said very seriously: "Senior Brother Shang, although as a friend, I can only drink with you and help you do things, but there is a saying that you still don't vomit unpleasantly, no matter what decision you make, you must do it as soon as possible, don't drag mud and water, sticky." ”

"If you put your family relatives first, then you will officially inform Miss Xinyue, completely cut off her thoughts, give her a chance to recover, if you choose Miss Xinyue, then you must muster up the courage, be ready to be expelled by the family, find a way to dismiss the marriage, and try not to delay and hurt the innocent Ming'er girl. ”

Shang Hongkuo was stunned, his eyes were full of struggle, and Bai Feihong knocked on the table habitually.

At this moment, a drunken swordsman staggered over next to him. scolded loudly: "Since you came in, you kid has been tuk tuk, tuk tuk knocking, knocking makes Lao Tzu so irritable, you think you are a woodpecker!"

This is indeed his own fault, Bai Feihong nodded apologetically to everyone in the restaurant, and put away his left hand that knocked on the table.

But the swordsman didn't give up, and drunkenly scolded: "Stinky boy, so even if you apologize?

He rushed towards Bai Feihong, sheathed his sword with him, and slashed diagonally, ready to teach the stinky boy a lesson.

Bai Feihong shook his head slightly, and casually moved the long sword lying horizontally on the table.

The swordsman's long sword had not yet been slashed, and he suddenly saw that he was crashing into the hilt of the opponent's sword, and it was obvious that he would hit the big hole in his waist before slashing the opponent!

He hurriedly changed his move, swung his long sword sideways, and led himself to step to the side, dodging the immovable hilt.

Under the drunkenness, he stumbled and almost fell to the ground, embarrassed, causing everyone in the restaurant to laugh.

The swordsman was annoyed and angry, and his body unfolded, intending to go around behind Bai Feihong, and stab his sheath with a sword to his vest.

But as soon as he took a step, he saw that the long sword had changed direction at some point, and it was still the hilt of the sword aimed at the big hole in his waist, which was exactly the same, and the timing was right, although the two swords were the same length, but he had not yet stabbed out, and he would definitely hit it first.

At the same time, Bai Feihong looked at Shang Hongkuo, his tone was gentle, and he said sincerely: "Senior Brother Shang, if you can't think about it for a while, then go back and sleep well, and make a decision after waking up, whether you choose family affection or Xinyue girl, as a friend, I will help you." ”

The swordsman forcibly changed his body and flashed to Bai Feihong's left, and the long sword was ready to swing horizontally.

Suddenly, his waist was numb, and the whole person stayed in place, unable to move, I don't know when. The opponent's long sword had already been placed there, but this time it was replaced by the tip of the scabbard, quietly waiting for it to collide!

He was so frightened that his drunkenness was gone, and his eyes were full of horror and fear, and the other party had never taken out his sword or moved his feet. Raise your hand and beat yourself?

The crowd in the restaurant couldn't laugh anymore, this swordsman's martial arts are not too good, but he is also recognized as a good player among the people who often come to this restaurant, although he is already drunk and his steps are vain. The hand holding the sword was unstable, but the strength was still there, and no one at the audience dared to say that he could easily defeat him, but the young man who seemed to be a weak son did not make a move and concentrated on chatting. Just changing the placement of his own long sword made the swordsman close his acupoint by himself.

What an unpredictable swordsmanship is this?

Since Bai Feihong had not used internal force, the swordsman returned to normal after being paralyzed for a while, and when he saw that the other party did not take care of him, he quickly slipped out of the restaurant.

"Go out for a walk with me and blow the wind. Shang Hongkuo gritted his teeth and stood up. Pick up the sword, drop a piece of silver, and walk out of the restaurant, intending to calm down and make a final decision.

His internal strength is deeper than that of Bai Feihong, even if he drinks most of the jar of wine, his pace is still steady, and he does not stutter when he speaks.

Bai Feihong didn't drink much, there was no bad effect, holding the long sword, and followed.

It was already dark. The setting sun disappeared to the west.

"Have you already made a marriage?" Bai Feihong asked.

Shang Hongkuo snorted, his eyes were blank, and his heart seemed to be struggling fiercely.

The two of them walked slowly around Qukan Town, a small town outside Tianyu City, with the night breeze blowing on their faces. brought a trace of coolness, and swept away the heat after Bai Feihong drank.

"Kindness is like a mountain. Bai Feihong sighed.

Shang Hongkuo poured a bowl of wine, and said with a crying voice: "But I can't bear Xinyue, I don't want to see her sad, I don't want her to suffer, I want to ride the rivers and lakes with her, and sing in the East China Sea......"

Bai Feihong knocked on the table while listening quietly, and a sentence suddenly popped up in his heart: "The word love is the most hurtful." ”

Senior Brother Zhang, who is calm and gentle on weekdays, and Senior Brother Zhang, who is born with the temperament of a leader, can't see any of his usual demeanor at all now, no matter who looks at him, he can only see a drunk who is trapped in love.

Waiting until Shang Hongkuo calmed down a little, Bai Feihong said: "Senior Brother Zhang, you and I have a lifelong friendship, and it is really my friend of life and death, the matter of the two of you, on the one hand, is that the kindness is greater, and on the other hand, the love is deep and the life and death are promised, I really don't know what to say, what advice to make, so I said before, you say I listen, if there is any difficulty, I won't say a word, I will help you immediately, as a friend, I can only do this." ”

Shang Hongkuo listened to Bai Feihong's words, and his heart fluttered.

Just as he was in his trance, a sharp aura suddenly came from his vest, and someone pressed a hand on his back, and the sharp force of his palm like a steel needle suddenly pierced into his body from his back.

The sharp pain instantly surged all over his body, Bai Feihong shouted violently, and Shang Hongkuo turned around.

"Ahem......" Bai Feihong staggered two steps, finally stabilized his figure, his hand covered the wound, and blood flowed down his fingers.

"He didn't die. An ordinary middle-aged martial artist who couldn't be more ordinary, with a look of surprise in his eyes, was looking at his palm, as if wondering if something had gone wrong with his exercises.

Ghost Slayer is one of the three major assassins of the Dark Soul Pavilion, the most famous assassin organization in the south, and has been tempered by the Southern Barbarians in a cruel environment since he was a child, and after crawling out of the pile of dead, he was taught all kinds of assassination methods, and was allowed to practice all kinds of high-level exercises of the Dark Soul Pavilion.

The three major assassins of the Dark Soul Pavilion may not be very superb and profound in their cultivation realm, but they are all top experts in assassination and sneak attacks.

Asking them to kill someone is as simple as eating and sleeping for them.

The ghost killer waited at the gate of the town for so long, just to kill Shang Hongkuo, as for Bai Feihong...... It's just a small role in incidental cooking, and the cultivation of just two Jindan periods is no different from a lamb to be slaughtered in his eyes.

"Who are you?How dare you commit murder to the disciples of the sect in Qukan Town?" Shang Hongkuo took out two mouthfuls of the sword behind his back and shouted, "Yin and Yang Sword is coming!"

Shang Hongkuo held two swords in his hand, one long and one short, his right hand was long and his left hand was short, and he didn't speak, and the swords of both hands drew a different half-arc, and attacked the opponent in a strange way.

The long sword in his right hand is yang and tough, and the short sword in his left hand is cold and weak, matched together, but surprisingly harmonious, and a circle of arc-shaped energy swings out, as if it can bring away all weapons.

There are no flaws, no, flaws are constantly changing with the change of yin and yang......

Ghost Slayer's face was solemn, and he took a step back, his right hand still hidden behind him.

And Bai Feihong retreated, Shang Hongkuo stepped forward, the long sword and the short sword suddenly crossed, like two back-to-back half-arcs, the strong wind was fierce, and the yin qi was secretly attacking.

The other party still did not attack, and took a step back again, avoiding the range of Bai Feihong's long sword.

Shang Hongkuo was so unforgiving, he stepped forward, and attacked seven moves in a row, but the ghost kill still did not draw his sword, and retreated seven steps in a row.

However, all of his seven steps were just right, just out of the range of Shang Hong's broad moves.

The yang sword is on top, the yin sword is on the bottom, the yin and yang rotate, and it becomes Taiji, and Shang Hongkuo used the tenth move.

Suddenly, the ghost struck out, holding a three-inch-long short sword in his right hand, and this ordinary sword stabbed at a fisheye of the Taiji Yin Yang Fish with incomparable accuracy.

Ding twice, the two swords were brought to both sides by the power of their respective arcs, and Shang Hongkuo's chest and abdomen were wide open, just when Shang Hongkuo was about to be torn open by the dagger killed by the ghost.

At this moment, suddenly a rainbow light flew by, and the ghost slayer sensed the crisis and immediately took a few steps back.

Shang Hongkuo looked at the double swords in his hand in a daze, he couldn't believe that he was defeated, and in an instant, the offense and defense changed positions. The winner is divided.

Although he still has a life-saving trick, and there are several desperate tricks, but at the speed and distance of the other party, if it weren't for someone to help, he would have died here without doubt!

And Bai Feihong was awe-inspiring, who would do it to them?

They had come to the town to drink in order to avoid a large number of monks, but they were still targeted.

Ghost Slayer has an indifferent appearance, and it seems that it is not worth mentioning to the comer, but he is extremely vigilant mentally.

"May I ask who is coming, and why is it interfering with our Dark Soul Pavilion?"

Hearing the words "Dark Soul Pavilion", Monk Bai Feihong was also shocked.

Although he didn't know the origin of the ghost killing, he had just been blasted into his body by a blow, and his internal organs were almost punctured, and he immediately affirmed that the other party must also be a strong person in the Yuan Infant Stage.

Now that he heard the three words of the Dark Soul Pavilion, he didn't expect that someone would kill Shang Hongkuo after Shang Hongkuo and Tianming'er of the Heavenly Family were married.

"I passed by here, and I saw that this Taoist friend has been in ambush here for a long time, and I see that the two of them are not extremely vicious people, I don't know why you want to kill them all?"

"You want to be nosy?" Demon Slayer looked stunned for a moment, then showed a gloomy expression.

Fang Ye shook his head, he was passing by here, but he didn't expect to happen to this assassination.

(End of chapter)