Another reincarnation, another spring and autumn, time passes, the sun and the moon change, a full eight years.

Guigu, a place of ease and a place of leisure, has left too many joys, sorrows and sorrows here, which people can't forget.

In the morning, smell the chickens and dance; Night, hanging beams and thorns, nearly 3,000 days and nights, so persistent, so hard-working, to have today's achievements.

Guigu, success represents departure, on behalf of the world, four years ago Gai Nie left so calm, three years ago Wei Zhuang left, walked so arrogant, today Yan Hong is about to leave, let go of worries, abandon reluctance, go so free and easy.

Wanderer, if there is no root duckweed, now that he has succeeded in his studies, Yan Hong just wants to return to his homeland in his memory, reunite with his loved ones, dressed in black, a thin horse, a long sword, and nothing else, the starry night is only for the thoughts in his heart, just for that sentence of wind and water, he wants to change, wants to stop, even though he knows that it is useless, but he still wants to try his best, just to have no regrets when he thinks of it in the future, because he has worked hard, this is enough.

A month later, Jicheng is close in front of you, leading a horse, carrying a sword, walking aimlessly in the city, since entering Jicheng, there are several batches of spies more followed, after all, the master of [into the micro realm] is not common in the six countries of Kanto, above the micro is the [no edge of the realm], many warriors have stayed in the micro realm all their lives, can not go further, the no edge realm is the last level to step into the door of martial arts, to completely integrate the moves and internal force, to achieve the realm of returning to the true is not every martial artist can do, The slightest carelessness will break the meridians.

At this time, Yan Hong was not in a hurry to enter the imperial city, he believed that during this time, many people already knew that he had returned, including his relatives and his enemies, and at noon, the general was a little hungry in his belly, and when he came to a wine shop, the waiter who naturally had an organic spirit stepped forward and asked humbly, "Guest officer, is it a tip or a hotel?" ”

"Tip -- I want a window seat."

"Okay - guest officer, please come with the little one."

"Four plates of cold cuts, four plates of hot dishes, a pot of spirits, serve quickly—this is for you, and you don't have to look for the rest."

"Okay—thank you, Childe." Seeing that Yan Hong was generous, the waiter's attitude was even more humble, and his mouth was about to be the back of his head.

Money talks. Under that reward, the stickers on the wine and food were not fast, and there was no commotion in the wine shop, but Yan Hong tasted the wine comfortably, he knew that the game was about to start.

Sure enough, only half an hour had passed, and there was movement, and the leftovers had been removed, leaving only a pot of good wine.

"Tower-Tower-Tower" people had already gone upstairs, not only one person, but more than 20 people came up together.

"Irrelevant people left quickly, and this store was taken over today." Yan Chunjun's Mansion, the chief doorman, the knife guest, is good at making the double knife body like the wind, coming and going without a trace, the person is like his name, since fifteen years ago he followed Yan Chunjun. Loyal and trusted by Yan Chunjun, he is rampant in Jicheng.

The people have gone, after all, everyone knows the name of the Absolute Shadow in Jicheng, and there are only three people left on the entire second floor, a white-clothed swordsman, a gray-clothed swordsman, and a black-clothed swordsman, the three of them glanced at each other, smiled at each other and raised their hands to toast a glass of wine.

Jueying glanced at the three of them, the white-clothed swordsman was calm, the black-clothed swordsman was free and easy, and the gray-clothed swordsman was light and weird, knowing that the three of them were all hard stubble, but the face of the first master of Yanchunjun's Mansion could not be lost, so a strong murderous aura began to emanate and slowly pressed towards the three of them, and suddenly the entire second floor shook slightly, and the gray-clothed swordsman and the white-clothed swordsman sat at the same table, but at this time, the strength of the two was immediately clear, and the murderous aura was everywhere, the ground under the feet of the white-clothed swordsman cracked inch by inch, but the gray-clothed swordsman was just fluttering. As for Yan Hong, who was dressed in black, he was even more indifferent and still drank by himself, as if nothing happened, and made a judgment in an instant. And the white-clothed swordsman and the gray-clothed swordsman looked at Yan Hong with more respect and caution in their eyes.

This scene fell completely in the eyes of the Absolute Shadow, and suddenly his pupils shrank, it seems that he can't be good today, but in order to verify whether the black-clothed swordsman is that person, he can only bite the bullet, so the cold eyes of the Absolute Shadow swept over the three of them, "The three of them are unwilling to give a certain family a face, you must know that offending me in this Jicheng is equivalent to offending Yanchun Jun's Mansion-" The tone was gloomy, with a strong sense of threat.

"Yan Chunjun Mansion? Such a big name, if you want to say that Yan Chunjun is here, we are naturally afraid, but unfortunately you are just a dog of Yan Chunjun. The gray-clothed swordsman was full of mockery, Yan Hong nodded secretly when he saw this, the gray-clothed swordsman will take advantage of the situation when he arrives, and a sentence of "we" will include all three of them, and now it is difficult for Yan Hong to get out, but Yan Hong will be afraid, of course not.

"Good-good-good-'Since the three insist on this, then it's no wonder that a certain family will give it to me, and abolish them." With a wave of his hand, more than 20 people came up together, and the bright steel knives slashed towards the three of them. "Whoosh-" There was a soft sound, the sword was drawn, the silver light flashed, and the ten Yan Chunjun disciples who surrounded Yan Hong fell to the ground instantly, and in the blink of an eye, they returned to calm, the person did not move, the sword did not move, and he was still sitting in front of the window drinking alone, without a trace of fighting, but in the blink of an eye, ten lives were taken, after the blood light, a sword sealed his throat, and he could not say how freely he wielded! "Okay-" Ten people fell to the ground, the gray-clothed swordsman only saw an afterimage, and the white-clothed swordsman didn't see how Yan Hong made a move, but the two still cheered loudly for Yan Hong, after all, the three of them are now on the same front, and at the same time, the heart of friendship also rose, and the strong are always respected.

"Qiang-" "Qiang-"

The long sword is out of the sheath, like a double dragon going to sea, one gray, one white, two figures 1 shuttled between the other dozen people, and sometimes the doorman fell to the ground, the absolute shadow saw that the situation was rapidly down, and his heart was anxious, if these twenty doormen all died here, not only could the task not be completed, he would also be punished by Yan Chunjun, looking at Yan Hong on the side, he was just drinking by himself, so he buckled his backhand, and buckled the four poison darts in his hand to find the gap like the two swordsmen in gray to attack, no one noticed that the wine glass in Yan Hong's hand paused slightly for a while at this time.

"Whoosh-whoosh-whoosh-whoosh--" Four soft sounds, the shadow saw the gap, the four darts were like spiritual snakes spitting apricots, flying towards the two swordsmen, feeling that there was a cold attack behind them, the gray-clothed swordsman's hair was rising, and it was too late to dodge The white-clothed swordsman saw that the situation was critical, and his eyes were even more tormented, and at the last moment, a silver light flashed and four darts fell in response, "Bell-bell-bell-bell-".

The gray-clothed swordsman turned around and grabbed the flying silver light with his long arm, and when he looked closely, it turned out to be a glass of fine wine! And the one who blocked the four darts was this wine glass, and the gray-clothed swordsman drank this glass of fine wine, "Good wine - thirty years of Cheng Niang [male blood], the world's first winemaker Shangguan Wan'er made it himself, this wine is not produced in this wine shop but poured out of the wine bag on Yan Hong's waist, speaking of which this brewing liquor is of course made by Yan Hong with the techniques he saw in his previous life, after the establishment of the Traceless Village, Yan Hong handed over the wine-making method to his subordinates and had results not long after, it can be described as a wide variety, [Men's Blood] is one of them, As for who Shangguan Wan'er is, this will be mentioned later.

Wine for the hero, in the moment just now, Yan Hong resolved a crisis and gave the gray-clothed swordsman a glass of wine, "Since it's a good wine, the two brothers will continue to drink-"

The wine bag was thrown upward, and the white-clothed swordsman took advantage of the situation to catch the wine bag and drank it again, and praised loudly, "Good-the taste is mellow, and the blood boils in the throat [The name of the boy's blood] is really worthy of its name, and the eldest brother continued-"

"Okay--drink good wine, get brothers, kill thieves, be happy, drink brother's wine today, and be friends from now on, I don't know what to call it?" Compared with the indifference of the white-clothed swordsman, the gray-clothed swordsman is more bold and atmospheric, and has a convincing heroic atmosphere. ”

Haha let out a long howl, an afterimage crossed, and a guest of Yan Chunjun fell to the ground in response, "Down, Handan-Zhao Huan, I don't know the two Gao surnames-"

"Jing Ke-" "Gao Fade Away-"

"It turned out to be a five-step lore sword - Jing Ke and the Junzi Sword - Gao gradually separated, and today I am very fortunate to be able to fight side by side with the two Zhao Mou."

"Brother Tai's swordsmanship is superb, and the two of us admire it very much-"

Qiang-The sword came out, and the murderous aura followed, "The three of you go to the underworld to talk!" ”

"The light of the grain of rice dares to compete for the glory of the moon, and it is not self-sufficient—"

--Qiang-, the sword shadow flashed, and Long Quan was already on the neck of the absolute shadow.

--Bell--, so cool that he fell to the ground, his hair rose suddenly, and the first death in his life was close to him.

"What are you-you-going to do? Kill me, Yan Chunjun will not spare you, in Yan Kingdom, if you offend Yan Chunjun, there is only one way to die! The tone was still tough, but the three swordsmen could hear the fear in Jeeki's heart.

Smiling slightly, the blade of the sword lightly cut a bloody streak on the neck of the Absolute Shadow, "How is it?" Do you still think I don't dare to kill you? Hmm-"

The shadow of death in his brain is getting thicker and thicker, the fear in his heart is constantly spreading, a drop of cold sweat on his forehead is dripping down his cheeks little by little, his brows are already knotted, but he is unwilling to give in to his breath.

"Ahh You'll lose a finger with this sword, you'll lose an arm with the next sword, you'll lose your life with the third sword, huh? ”

Suddenly, a doorman knelt on the ground and said in a firm tone, "This son, Lord Jueying has offended Your Excellency, but Lord Jueying is the first swordsman in front of Yanchun's throne, if Gongzi kills the Absolute Shadow Master at this time, he will definitely be chased and killed by the king, and the little courage to ask Gongzi to raise his noble hand and let go of Lord Jueying, the three of them are not injured today, and we will compensate Gongzi for one hundred gold, how about ending it at this time?" Although it was a request, it was neither humble nor arrogant, and there was a degree of advance and retreat, Yan Hong couldn't help but nod secretly.

"Plop-" Someone took the lead, and the rest of the people knelt down one after another to plead, Jueying looked at all the brothers who were kneeling on the ground, and a resolute pride suddenly rose in his heart, and he gritted his teeth and said, "The surname is Zhao!" You don't have to talk nonsense, if I don't have the same skills as others, if I want to kill him, I have to listen to him, and I don't have to act like a coy here. ”

He smiled slightly, "Today you have a group of affectionate brothers who plead with you, and you yourself still have some backbone, go back!" Sue sù Yan Chunjun, it's better not to mess with me-"

"Thank you, Prince, let's go!" Before he could answer, he was already being pulled out by Yan Chunjun's doorman.

"Wait—"

"What's the matter with Childe?" The first doorman who pleaded for the Shadow asked tremblingly.

"What's your name?" Pointing to the doorman, he asked.

"Back to Gongzi's words, villain Li Gang!"

"That's it! Go back! ”

A farce ended like this, and Yan Hong also met Jing Ke and Gao gradually separated by chance, I believe that Yan Chunjun also confirmed his identity, after all, Longquan is too dazzling, and it is impossible for Yan Chunjun's ears and eyes in Yan to know about Guiguzi's gift of sword back then, and the only thing left is to adapt and go with the flow.

――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――

Drunk and smiling, the sword on the side of the pillow is engraved in the spring and autumn.

The rivers and lakes drink wine and enjoy guests, and the mountain songs are affectionate.