On the second day of February, snow. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Ximen Feixue got up early, took clean water to clean his face, and wore the neatly stacked white clothes last night on his body and fit softly.

Then he wiped the sword, and he stroked it gently, like caressing the most beloved woman, and when it was polished, he gently put it into its scabbard.

The open book on the table reads: "Qingzhou Song Yiwei, good at gossip knife techniques, made a golden ring big back knife, the back of the knife is inlaid with nine gold rings, weighing twenty-three pounds." In November, the Ningshi of Dingzhou was robbed and killed, and none of the 48 members of the Ning Mansion were spared. ”

After simply packing a little luggage, Ximen Feixue embarked on the road to Qingzhou with one person and one sword, and his duel letter had already been delivered to Song Yiwei the day before yesterday.

It's not that Ximen Feixue likes to eliminate violence and peace, he is just looking for the pinnacle of swordsmanship and acting chivalrous on the way.

Simon Feixue likes to duel with people, because it can make him stronger, but it is precisely because of this that he has become too strong, and he has not met an opponent who can fight with him for many years, and he even begins to feel lonely.

Walking on the plank road, although there is still a light snow in the sky, Ximen Feixue does not feel cold at all, and with a little internal force, the body warms up.

Walking until the afternoon, Ximen Feixue had already walked most of the distance by relying on light skills, and called a pot of hot wine to rest in front of a tea shop in the wild.

As soon as he took two sips of wine, a teenage boy was chased and killed by two adults with swords, and judging by their attire, Saimen Byuki guessed that they were not natives, but people from Izumo Kamikoku further south.

The child was bloodstained and embarrassed, and collapsed exhausted beside Xiao Er. The boy grabbed Xiao Er's trouser leg and pleaded, "Help...... Help me!"

Seeing that the boy couldn't run anymore, the two chasing him were not in a hurry, and slowly walked towards the boy, and said to Xiao Er at the same time: "Guy over there, I advise you to be nosy, otherwise you will have to land on the ground before he dies!"

Xiao Er didn't dare to care about the fighting and killing on the rivers and lakes, doing business in this place far away from the town, he saw a lot of people of all kinds, and he deeply understood that if he wanted to live longer, he had to ask less, talk less, see less, and talk less, and don't care about anything.

"I'm sorry, there's nothing I can do. Xiao Er tore the boy's hand away, turned around and walked into the tea shop, and closed the door tightly.

The two men chasing the boy stepped on the boy's back and said angrily, "Boy, keep running!

Another samurai said, "Don't talk nonsense, quickly take his head and go back to his life." ”

"Okay, I'll kill him. The man pulled out the katana from his waist and slashed at the back of the boy's neck.

Just as the man was about to succeed, the katana in his hand was suddenly flicked open by a flying chopstick.

When the samurai saw that someone was blocking him, he was very angry and was about to slash at the snow at the west gate with his sword, but he was stopped by his companion and told him not to be impulsive.

The calm samurai stared at Ximen Feixue, who was still drinking, and said, "Your Excellency is from the Central Plains, we are from the Izumo God Kingdom, we deal with the affairs of our own country, and it is better for Your Excellency not to interfere." ”

Simon Feixue put down the flask, staggered to the samurai, and said, "What if I have to take care of it?"

"Then you will die!" Another warrior had already seen that Ximen Feixue was not pleasing to his eyes, and when he was distracted, he suddenly flashed behind him and stabbed him fiercely.

Simon Feixue turned sideways, easily dodged the attack, and knocked the sword off the samurai's hand, and then kicked him away.

It happened in an instant, and the other samurai was surprised and immediately retreated a hundred meters away, he couldn't see through how capable the drunken man in front of him was.

The samurai suddenly disappeared into the ice and snow, which is one of the ninjutsu of the Izumo Divine Kingdom, through which it is often possible to take advantage of people's unpreparedness and kill enemies invisibly.

Even though there was a thick layer of snow attached to the ground, the samurai's ninjutsu was so high that it would not leave footprints, and he instantly came to Ximen Feixue and slashed at him.

Ximen Feixue smiled, and the Wind Chasing Sword on the table in the distance instantly unsheathed, stabbing at the samurai faster than he stabbed at Ximen Feixue. The samurai had to switch from attack to defense, the katana blocking the thrust of the Wind Chaser, and he himself was catapulted several meters.

"It's amazing, we can't beat it. This was the conclusion that the samurai came to immediately, so he chose to retreat, gestured to the other samurai, and then disappeared.

Ximen Feixue didn't chase after him, but helped the boy up, and then asked Xiao Erdu to bring him some steamed buns and hot water to eat.

The boy seemed to have not eaten for a long time, gobbling it up, and halfway through eating, he suddenly stopped, suddenly knelt in front of Simon Feixue, kowtowed, and said, "Thank you for saving your life, I ...... I think...... I want to worship you as a teacher. ”

"Apprentice?" Ximen Feixue looked at the boy's body, it was indeed a good body to learn swords, Ximen Feixue suddenly came up with an idea, that is, to teach this child swordsmanship by himself, maybe he could defeat himself in the future.

On the long snowy road, two figures gradually moved away, one tall and one short, one long and one young.

"Master, where are we going?"

"Qingzhou. ”

"What are you going to do?"

"Duel. ”

"The person who wants to duel with Master, is he very powerful?"

"I wish so. ”

"By the way, Master, you haven't asked me my name yet!"

"What's your name?"

"Crimson Sword Star. ”

"What about Master's name?"

"Simon Flying Snow. ”

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When Ximen Feixue and Scarlet Rain Sword Star arrived in Qingzhou, it was already the second day, and they found an inn to stay for one night and wait for the duel the next day.

At ten o'clock in the evening, the business of the inn was very lively, eating and drinking was full of people, and Ximen Feixue and Scarlet Rain Jianxing also went downstairs to eat.

At this time, in a corner of the inn, a drunken man was drinking alone, and the innkeeper gave the shopkeeper a look at the shopkeeper, who immediately pulled the man's sleeve and said, "The guest officer has drunk too much, so it's better to let the little one help you back upstairs to sleep." ”

"I didn't drink much, I was just thinking about things, you don't care about me. The drunken man pushed the shopkeeper away, and suddenly sat down in front of Ximen Feixue.

The drunken man spilled the wine that Ximen Feixue was about to drink with one palm, and all the wine and food on the table were shattered by him.

Seeing this, the shopkeeper's face turned blue, first forgot to glance at the shopkeeper, and after getting his consent, he said apologetically to Ximen Feixue: "The guest is really embarrassed, we will prepare new wine and food for you immediately." ”

The shopkeeper pulled the drunk man again and scolded, "Dead drunkard, get out of our store quickly." As he spoke, Xiao Er beckoned a few guys, ready to forcibly blast him out.

However, before these people could meet the drunken man, they were avoided by a dexterous way of his body, and they threw these people who were close to him out.

The eyes of other people in the inn had already gathered on the table of Ximen Feixue, and when the other guests saw it, they seemed to want to fight, and several people surrounded them.

The drunken man staggered to his feet and said to those who leaned over, "I'm looking for him to drink, what's not to do?"

Ximen Feixue had already seen the extraordinaryness of the person in front of him, and he said to the others: "Thank you for your kindness, I will handle it myself." ”

Now that Ximen Feixue's words have been spoken, it is inconvenient for the others to do anything more, and they go back to eat separately.

"That's right! I'll pour you a drink!" the drunken man filled Simon Feixue with a glass from the flask he had been holding, and said, "This is my own wine, it's not the same as the terrible wine in this shop!"

When the drunken man said the word "fatal", his voice was particularly loud, and everyone present, including the shopkeeper, was obviously nervous.

"You go upstairs and watch, and you might learn something. Ximen Feixue called Scarlet Rain and Jianxing ran to the empty second floor.

After Scarlet Rain Sword Star left, the drunk man suddenly said, "I have a question that I haven't been able to figure out, I don't know if you can tell me the answer." ”

"Let's talk about it. Simon Feixue took a sip of the wine poured by the drunken man and praised, "It is indeed a good wine!"

The drunken man suddenly approached Simon Feixue, his eyes were fixed on his eyes, and asked, "If a person has committed great sins in the past and killed many people, but he has abandoned evil and followed good for many years, and has saved countless people, do you think this kind of person can make up for evil?"

Simon Feixue replied without hesitation: "Of course not! No matter how many people he saves, what can he make up for the dead? Did the deceased let him save people? Isn't the life of the deceased his life?"

The drunken man suddenly shouted excitedly: "But Song Yiwei is now a famous knight, and he is a husband and father, so you still want to kill him?"

"What does this have to do with the people he killed?"

"But aren't you afraid of getting into trouble if you kill him? What does the Ning family have to do with you? Why do you have to help them get revenge?"

"Trouble, I'm a little bored!" "Ximen Feixue suddenly stood up and said to the diners and men present, "I said that the poisoned wine has been poured by this guy, don't you still do it?"

Ximen Feixue's words surprised the people present, such a seamless plan, they didn't expect it to be seen through a long time ago. All the people in this hotel were disguised as killers, and when their identities were revealed, they immediately pulled out their weapons from under the table.

"Ahh The drunken man suddenly came to his senses, patted his forehead and swayed towards the door.

"Do it!" The killer pretending to be the shopkeeper was the leader of all the killers, and when he gave the order, all the killers immediately attacked the two of them.

"I don't mean to fight. With a wave of the drunken man's right hand, a flying knife suddenly shot out, and an oncoming killer was killed by the roar of the flying knife.

The people who besieged Ximen Feixue were the most, and they surrounded Ximen Feixue, but no one dared to go up first.

"You study hard!" Ximen Feixue said to the Scarlet Rain Sword Star on the second floor, and his gaze returned to the front of the killers, and a chill spread out from Ximen Feixue's body, making people feel chills in their backs.

How could it snow in the house? As soon as the killers had this question, the next moment they were speechless with their necks clutched, and then they fell to the ground and died, and there was a small sword mark on their necks, which is why they died.

Looking at Simon Feixue again, he was still standing in place, seemingly unmoved, and he was putting his sword in the scabbard.

"Falling flowers and snow!" is worthy of the sword god Ximen Feixue, and my eyes can't keep up with the speed. There were also five people in front of the drunken man, each with a throwing knife stuck in their bodies.

Seeing this, Ximen Feixue suddenly drew his sword and flashed in front of the drunken man in an instant, and the blade of the sword was close to the man's throat.

At this time, a team of catchers happened to walk in, and when they saw the corpses all over the ground, they were startled at first, and then saw Ximen Feixue's sword on the man's neck, so they immediately pulled out their swords and shouted, "Quickly take the sword from Master Li!"

Simon Feixue ignored the catch, but asked, "Why don't you hide?"

"I'm afraid you'll kill me. The man gently removed Simon Feixue's sword with his fingers, looked at the corpses all over the ground, and said to the catchers: "Leave this man alone, dispose of these corpses." ”

The man shook his head and sighed, "Look, you've been targeted by the killers on the first floor, even then you still want to kill Song Yiwei?"

"I'm more interested in you than Song Yiwei now, Xiao Li Feidao!"

"Forget about the duel or something, if you ask me for a drink, I'll be happy to accompany you. ”