Eighteen reunions

The shadow of Xianyuntan is long, and the stars change a few degrees in autumn? The time of aging is frightening, and how many young people's heads have turned white. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoThe eternal rivers and mountains have not changed, so it is difficult for people to find where to go?

The moon is dark and the wind is high, the lonely crow is calling, the ripples are broken, and the starlight is sprinkled. In the northern desert swamp, a person walked in the muddy water, the liquid of the unknown color flowing from his body was mixed into the muddy water drop by drop, and a long sword was like a crutch. Suddenly, there was a flute sound not far away. Xiao Qu couldn't help but go to the sad place, his voice became more and more sharp, and slowly descended as silk-like soft, at the end of the song, he heard people singing: "Pull out the mountain and cover the world, and the time is not good." As soon as the man heard this, he was as short as a frightened bird, his long sword was unsheathed, and he shouted: "Who is the king? Why don't you show up to meet you? Don't pretend to be a ghost!" His roar was like a cracked silk, and even the clouds that covered the moon were "frightened" away. Silver light sprinkled down, but I saw that this person had fair skin, a little white hair mixed with black hair, black eyes, and the brocade clothes on his body were covered with mud and tatters, which was exactly what Yan Xiuyu saw in Jiaxing many years ago. Yan Xiuyu's long sword was horizontal in front of him, and he looked around under the pretense of moonlight, but there was no human figure, so he said loudly: "Your Excellency is a famous person in the rivers and lakes, so sneaky, won't you let everyone in the rivers and lakes make fun of you." "I don't care. The man said lightly. Before the words fell, Yan Xiuyu had a hard object on his neck. Yan Xiuyu's Adam's apple moved slightly, and a moment of fear actually surged into his heart. The man's figure turned, and he took more than ten steps in an instant. Under the moonlight, Yan Xiuyu looked at the man's back, and saw that this person was slender, and his black shirt made him look more and more long, his long hair was coiled high, and he was holding a jade flute instead of a long sword. But when he heard the man's rough voice, he said, "Evil ghost, you are like a murderer, and you have helped to commit evil many times!" Yan Xiuyu thought to himself, could it be that the master of the Great Inner is chasing and killing in the future. As he was thinking, a white light flashed in front of him......

"Hey, I heard that the blood sword demon who did a lot of evil on the rivers and lakes a few years ago was killed. ”

"How could it be?!It is said that this person's martial arts are extremely high, who can ...... Who would dare to hurt him! Besides, hasn't this man already washed his hands?"

"Hey, what do you think, why did he wash his hands in a golden basin? Isn't it that the sins of his life are too heavy, and he is tired of worrying about his days, and I just hope that the enemy will not go to him. ”

"That's right!

"Yes, yes, yes, you think, maybe that evil ghost is stupid and keeps someone else's seed. After ten years and eight years, the boy learned kung fu. Just ......" Everyone sat in a small teahouse next to Taihu Lake, and the legend of the death of the blood sword demon has become the talk of everyone on the rivers and lakes. When the man said the word "just", a judge's pen reached out of his sleeve and swiped it lightly on his throat.

A person at the side table listened, and the teacup shook lightly on the table, and said, "Hmph, you only know one but don't know the other." The four people at the side table turned around together, looked at the man in the black robe, and said, "I don't know what this brother thinks." The man's face was deeply hidden in his robe, and he said in a low voice: "This snow sword did not die in the hands of the enemy, but in the hands of the people of the Chivalrous Palace. The three of them were at a loss when they heard this, only another slightly older man said in a trembling voice: "What Brother Tai said is true, the Chivalrous Palace has been separated for more than ten years, and there has been no news of the Chivalrous Palace during this time." How...... How could it be ......" The other three heard it strangely, and hurriedly asked: "Brother Li, what is the chivalrous palace you are talking about." The old man breathed a sigh of relief and lowered his voice: "It's no wonder that the three virtuous brothers are still shallow in the rivers and lakes. There are countless three sects and nine streams on these rivers and lakes, and the one who leads these demons is the Demon Sect Golden Wheel Divine Sect, and the three of them must be very clear. But more than ten years ago, there was another sect on the rivers and lakes that was on a par with the Golden Wheel Divine Sect, which was this chivalrous palace. But the Chivalrous Palace is more mysterious than the Golden Wheel Divine Cult, and no one in the world has even seen the people in their palace. One of them laughed and said, "Since no one has seen it, it must have been made up by others, and I think there is no chivalrous palace at all!" The old man laughed: "No one in the world has seen it, because no one has seen it anymore." But the Chivalrous Palace claims to be chivalrous, but specializes in killing chivalrous people, how can this blood sword be ......" This person turned his head suspiciously and asked: "This Chivalrous Palace is not nonsense, does Brother Tai have evidence?" The black-robed man took out an object from his robe, put it on the table, and said, "I was in the swamp where the two of them were fighting - I saw it with my own eyes. He slowly moved his hand away, leaving an octagonal black iron sheet on the table, on which the words "punish evil" were written.

"Punishment token?!" the old man was taken aback, his beard trembling, and the hairs in his ears rose up. "I've been involved in the rivers and lakes for more than 20 years, but I've never heard of this thing. Such an hoodoo thing, Brother Tai is still ......" The man wanted to persuade this person to throw away the token, but after thinking about it, almost no one on the rivers and lakes of this thing has it, and the person who got it has long since died. This thing is like a treasure to a person in the martial arts, and since this person is at the scene, he must have risked his life to obtain it, so how could he persuade him like this.

"I obtained this token from Yan Xiuyu, but it's a pity that I have more than enough heart but not enough strength. With a long sigh, he took the token and left. At first, he walked straight, but the more he walked, the slower and slower, and he was lame.

The man walked slowly, and the late spring wind rushed in through the cuffs of his coat, and it was a little chilly, and the man wrapped his robe tighter. Suddenly, a hidden weapon shot down, and the man was taken aback. Immediately afterwards, a red-robed man jumped down from under the tree, and a long sword suddenly poked out from the black robe, and the red-robed man was also startled, his head avoided the sword, and he jumped out of half a foot and knelt down on one knee and shouted: "Uncle!" I saw that the person in front of him was wearing a red robe, his long hair was tied up with red silk, and the red pupils under a pair of sword eyebrows on the goose egg face were like fire, and his lips were slightly red. The black-robed man sighed and said, "It turned out to be Bai'er, get up quickly" When he said this, he breathed a sigh of relief and returned the sword to the sheath and hid the sword in the robe. The black-robed man squatted down and pulled out the half-embedded hidden weapon from the ground, and his eyes couldn't help but pass through a trace of unease. only to see that the secret weapon was exactly the same as the "Punishment Token" in his hand.

"Uncle Shi, this ...... But how is it good. ”

He put away the Xuantie token and said, "Ming'er isn't with you?" Mo Bai replied, "Senior Brother He Lai has gone to the Northern Desert to look for Senior Uncle." The man bowed his head slightly and continued: "Very good, you don't care about me, go and inform the helper, so that you may be saved" Mo Bo bowed to him, let out a long howl, and heard a horse not far away echoing the long neighing. Mo Bo galloped and galloped away.

The black-robed man continued to walk on his own, walking briskly.

As the saying goes, "Spring rain is as expensive as oil." "This night was stormy, and the black-robed man was huddled in a corner of the land temple. The wind whined like a ghostly weeping, and the lightning flashed to imprint the god's vicious face. The roof of the temple was broken, and the icy rain dripped beside him, wetting one of his feet.

Suddenly, he heard a few very light footsteps, the man slowly pulled out his long sword, and his footsteps slowly approached, only to hear that the footsteps had reached his side, but there was no one in sight. There was another thunderclap, a flash of lightning, and I saw a rabbit standing beside me. When the man saw it, he immediately turned around, and the long sword was picked up at the back of his head. I only heard the sound of "oh!", and there was a person behind him who stood up with a sword and made this move.

"How do you see through that?" the man smiled. The black-robed man felt that this person's voice was very familiar, but the situation was urgent, where was there room for him to think, he replied: "It's raining, are you going home or entering the temple" The man understood, and said with a smile: "Entering the temple, we are all homeless people." The black-robed man hurriedly retreated, but the man's whole body fell on him like rags, sticking to him tightly. The black-robed man was in a hurry, his left hand reached out and hit a palm, and the man also hit a palm, both of them used seventy percent of their strength, and the internal force collided like a river wave, hitting the chests of the two. The black-robed man jumped back, his hand burning like fire.

"Overlord, I haven't seen you for a few years, and your courage is not diminished!"