Chapter 37: The Twelve Knives of Sunflowers
"The south wind, release the news, over the south mountain, there is a clear stream, or there is a trace of sinking iron."
Shang Hong dug three feet into the ground with Nian Xiaojiao to say that he was pure heart, but he never found even the sinking iron that was born for a hundred years. That thousand-year-old piece of iron came very strangely, as if it just came out of thin air. The search was fruitless, and it was night, so Shang Hong had to instruct the south wind to release the news of Shen Tie. Raise the power of the heroes of the rivers and lakes and seek the fruit of expectation.
"Yes, Childe. There is news that those old guys who have not been out of the mountain for a long time have forced the holy sword to leave Pyeongchang Town. "Nanfeng is still dressed in Shu brocade clothes, more like the son of a rich family than Shang Hong, who has always liked to wear a black robe.
"Well, it bought us some time. Is there any news coming from Kyoto Mono Castle? Shang Hong has always been happy and angry, and there is a trace of pain floating on his face, and it is fleeting.
"The pavilion master hasn't woken up yet, but fortunately, the emperor has sent a doctor to guard him day and night." The tone of the south wind was unusually cynical and heavy.
"Hmph, the guardian is fake, the surveillance is real."
The two of them stopped talking, and stood on the top of the hill to the south, one with a black robe and seven feet tall, and the other with a young brocade robe.
The wind is very strong, biting cold, and the body that can't be warmed is just like the hot and cold world, which is unpredictable.
The night is very deep, the sky is very dark, and the sky that cannot be seen through is like the turbid, undercurrent surging rivers and lakes.
"Let's go back." It took a long time for the word two words to come.
"It's man-made."
The night was destined to toss and turn.
The next day, Nian Xiaojiao and Qing Yu came to the clear stream at the foot of Nanshan, and saw the crowds of people on the rocky creek from a distance.
"It's so lively." Qing Yi is wearing an orange tight-fitting suit, indescribably hearty and capable, and the close-fitting design shows her graceful figure well. The hair is tied up high and tied into a ponytail, which rises and falls behind the back as it moves.
"Isn't it, the south wind is also there, let's go and see." Nian Xiaojiao is wearing a skirt with a small blue iris covered with moon white today, with slender eyebrows and double pupils.
"Ouch, this young lady, you have to be careful with your step, it's very slippery, I'll help you." Before I walked in, I heard that the little lady who was a little bit beautiful beside Nanfeng was very attentive and considerate.
"You're a girl, the stinky boy looks like a girl, dare to tease my girl? See if I don't beat you, the turtle king eight shells bloom. Not far away, a man who was looking for Shen Tie in the stream suddenly got up, walked over in three or two steps, brought up countless splashes, and splashed the faces of the people squatting next to him, but he dared not speak angrily.
The hot name of these two men is called the sunflower python girl, and the charming name is called Hua Fusheng, which is called the sunflower couple with a knife in the sleeve of the people in the rivers and lakes. The two of them went out of the same door, and the couple each had a set of short blades hidden in their sleeves, called the Sunflower Twelve Knives, and the two of them made a knife technique with one hand. After more than ten years of marriage, nothing has come out. It is rumored that Hua Fusheng once had a son who disappeared after raising him for more than a year. As the saying goes, tiger poison does not eat children, and these two people are against the world, and they like to eat children stewed and eaten. The rivers and lakes spread ten to hundred, and over time, every time a child cries at night, he must move out of the name of the sunflower couple: "If you don't sleep again, I will give the sunflower couple to stew and eat you." β
Nian Xiaojiao had already started before the two of them walked in. Three short blades flew out from the sleeves of the Aoi Python, the speed was staggering, the south wind bent backwards, and the blade with a strong wind grazed the door in front of it, and a little more at night, I am afraid that it will see blood.
"Reckless." When the south wind will fall to the ground, a carp jumps to stand still, and at the same time, a white jade carved gluttonous mane rises when it hears the wind, like a mountain, and presses towards the sunflower python, which is actually a four-way seal, a ghost axe artifact ranked thirteenth in the list of 100 weapons.
No matter how strong Ren is, he doesn't dare to take it hard, only to fly up and retreat sharply, and with a bang, there were three earthquakes, and the yellow sand rolled to cover the sky. In the dust, I only heard that the sword intersected very warmly, but I couldn't see the two people in the fierce battle.
"Knort"
"Qiang"
Nian Xiaojiao was a little anxious, and wanted to rush into the battle circle covered with yellow sand, only to see a gust of wind rise, and the sand and dust shaken by the Quartet seal gradually thinned and finally calmed down.
"Knort"
"Qiang"
The two people after the square seal were displayed in front of everyone, the sunflower python held one of the twelve sunflower knives, and the south wind held a thin long sword.
Behind him, Shang Hong looked disgusted, holding a small fan, swaying gently. The breeze just now came and went strangely, Nian Xiaojiao couldn't help but glance at Shang Hong's small fan a few more times, but she couldn't see any clues.
Nanfeng, the hall master of the Gathering Hall, and Kwai Python, the deputy alliance leader of the Hades Mansion, are really naΓ―ve enough.
"It's not fun, every time I coax everyone, I was easily exposed by my son."
Shang Hong was so disgusted that he didn't even want to give Nanfeng a look, in short: "Let's go." β
"Where are you going?" The south wind dogged to follow.
"Shuo Creek up." Shang Hong invited Nian Xiaojiao to go along, and then said to the hot-tempered Kwai Python: "Kwai Python and Hua Fusheng are also coming together." β
A group of several people walked up the stream, looking at Shang Hong's side, there was never a shortage of interesting people, Nian Xiaojiao came up with an idea, I really want to learn from the Hanyu Immortal, and I am a faction of myself, so it's not lively or interesting. I've been too lonely since I was a child, or, it's time to put it another way.
"The people around Shang Gongzi are so interesting." Nian Xiaojiao and Shang Hong walked side by side, far behind everyone, she said enviously: "I have not had many friends except for practicing martial arts since I was a child, and I feel very interesting to be able to walk with Shang Gongzi." β
"In the future, you can ...... as long as you want"
"What?" Qing Yu saw that Nian Xiaojiao had never followed, so she leaned over and interjected.
"We'll be friends from now on, if there's anything you need help with, just mention it." Shang Hong said it officially and politely at a glance.
"That's nature." Nian Xiaojiao smiled, the road ahead alone, because of a certain person, a certain sentence, and colored.