The swordsman was slightly surprised, but his expression did not change. Stared at a dead fish eye and said, "Ouyang Yuanshan is my master." ”

Chu Qingfeng said with a smile: "Your master and I have been close friends for many years, I don't know if the chivalrous man can look at my face, raise his noble hand, and let him go." ”

I thought that there was this kind of incense in the Swordsman Club, but after listening to Chu Qingfeng's words, the Swordsman actually laughed, sounding a little frustrated. Although there is a mask covering his face, the expression must be very hideous.

After laughing, the swordsman said viciously: "Ouyang Yuanshan was cut off by me with this black knife. ”

I, Chu Qingfeng, was so heroic in the past, but now I have become a completely useless person, and I sighed and said, "Alas, that's it." ”

As soon as he heard this, Han Xiaofeng's face was like ashes, and his only hope was shattered. And Chu Qingfeng was also heartbroken, I don't know whether it was because his old friend was deceived and his ancestors died worthlessly, or he felt sorry for Han Xiaofeng for suffering an unjustified disaster.

The swordsman said lightly: "For the sake of your friendship with the old horseman, I can leave you a whole corpse." After that, he pointed the blade at Han Xiaofeng and said, "You can't do it, someone has already said that they want your head." ”

The swordsman was not a person who dragged mud and water, so he jumped up with a sprint and slashed at Han Xiaofeng's head. Although Chu Qingfeng had the heart to save him, he was also a powerless old man, and he had more than enough strength to watch this kind-hearted young man die in front of him.

Han Xiaofeng wanted to block the knife that cut out the black afterimage, but he didn't have time to react at all, so he could only slowly close his eyes and wait for death. At this moment, a melodious flute suddenly sounded in the woods, and then a strong wind blew. Han Xiaofeng opened his eyes and saw a terrifying scene, the trees on both sides seemed to have been subjected to a huge force, and the entire branches were bent in the direction of the swordsman, and the pine needles of the pine trees shot towards the swordsman like arrows.

The swordsman had no choice but to withdraw his knife to block, and the pine needles struck the black blade with a clanging sound, and sparks flew everywhere. The swordsman was forced to retreat, and the pine needles bypassed Chu Qingfeng and Han Xiaofeng one after another as if they had eyes, which showed that this person's internal strength was extremely high, and his control was as thin as a hair.

After the wind stopped, Han Xiaofeng turned his head and saw a man in white holding a bamboo flute, with a graceful and elegant demeanor. This person is standing on top of a pine branch, and the pine branch is only slightly curved, as light as a feather, which shows that the light work is already infinitely good. The man is Chu Yun, who has had a one-sided relationship, and from Han Xiaofeng's point of view, he really feels like an immortal descending to earth.

Chu Yun looked down at the swordsman condescendingly, and said, "Ghost slave, why don't you stay in Shanzhou and run to Chang'an." ”

The ghost slave knew that it was impossible to do it today, and said with a smile: "If you can come to the flute in the clouds, I can't come?" It's a joke, I'll settle this account with you slowly in the future. With that, he jumped up and stepped on the pine branches, and disappeared. ”

It turns out that this Chu Yunjianghu is nicknamed Yunzhong Di, which is quite in line with his temperament. Watching these chic like the wind flying around, I was really envious. No wonder Chu Yun said that Chang'an is a pond, in front of these masters who come and go, they are really like fish and shrimp, and they can knead it as much as they want.

Chu Yun landed beside Han Xiaofeng like a dragonfly and said, "How did Little Brother Han provoke this ruthless and murderous black knife ghost slave?" ”

Han Xiaofeng couldn't say if he was suffering, and said with a sad cry, "Senior Chu, I don't tell you, I don't know, I don't even know who he is." ”

When he heard the word Chu Yun, Chu Qingfeng's body trembled, and his voice was hoarse, "You are Chu Yun of Lingxiao Palace?" Is your mother Qiao Yuyu? ”

Chu Yun was a little puzzled and said, "Why does this old man know about my Lingxiao Palace and my mother?" ”

Chu Qingfeng was inexplicably in tears, wiped his tears with his sleeve, and said, "I am Chu Qingfeng, your father." ”

Hearing this, Chu Yun was furious, his whole body was released, his clothes were fluttering, and the surrounding sand suddenly flew away, and the stone pine trees were even more broken by the waist, and the horse raised the horse's hooves and fled directly. Han Xiaofeng couldn't open his eyes, he was pushed back again and again by the powerful energy, he was already seriously injured, and now he was even more unbearable, and the blood at the corners of his mouth kept flowing. Chu Qingfeng was not much better, if it weren't for a tree holding him, it was estimated that he would have been blown away directly by the energy.

It's normal for Chu Yun to be angry, don't say he doesn't believe it, even I don't believe it either. Others are so powerful, and you are just a beggar, although they are all surnamed Chu, but the gap is a little bigger, and the is too unlevel.

After Chu Yun calmed down, he said, "Although my father is also called Chu Qingfeng, he died when he killed the Demon Sect and buried the Flower Valley thirty years ago, and my father was a famous kendo master in the rivers and lakes thirty years ago, how could it be that you have no internal strength and look like a withered tree." ”

Chu Qingfeng didn't say anything to refute, but stood up tremblingly and took out half a jade pendant from his neck. When Chu Yun was stunned when he saw half of the jade pendant coming, he also took out half of the jade pendant from his arms, he hurriedly ran over and snatched the jade pendant in Chu Qingfeng's hand, the two pieces were put together, the pattern was just right, and the hollow carved seal text cloud characters were tightly sealed.

Chu Yun was shocked, could it be that his mother had been lying to herself all along? It is impossible, but this jade pendant cannot be faked, it was carved by his father on his tenth birthday, and it was cut in half by his own hands, and it was also worn by his own hands for his father who traveled far away. Thinking of this, he suddenly knelt on the ground and shouted heavily, "Dad." ”

Chu Qingfeng stretched out his hands to help Chu Yun up, and said, "Child, you and your mother have really suffered all these years. ”

Chu Yun was puzzled, "Dad, since you are not dead, why don't you Lingxiao Palace?" ”

Hey, that's a long story. Chu Qingfeng said with a sigh, as if there were many past events that he didn't want to mention.

Han Xiaofeng was moved to see the scene of the reunion of father and son, but he still had to remind, "The reunion between the two of you after a long absence is naturally a happy event, but this wilderness is not a place to talk, or let's go home and talk about it." ”

Chu Yun took out a green porcelain bottle and said, "I see that Han Gongzi is injured clearly, there is a bottle of Lingxiao Palace's special healing inner pill here, which has a miraculous effect on internal injuries." ”

Damn, this really has alchemy, I don't know if I will be poisoned if I eat it. Whatever he is, if they can eat it, I can eat it.

Han Xiaofeng bowed and saluted, "Thank you, Senior Chu, for the medicine." ”

This internal injury and external injury are unbearable. Han Xiaofeng didn't care about the power of meditation and refining medicine, so he took one directly, and immediately felt that the five internal organs were cool and cool, and a trace of air flow spread out into the limbs and hundreds of bones along the meridians. Although the injury could not be recovered immediately, it stabilized the injury, which is worthy of being produced by Lingxiao Palace.

Han Xiaofeng whistled, and the scared horse ran back from nowhere, carrying the group back to Hanfu.

When the great god came to the house, he naturally wanted to entertain him well, Han Xiaofeng said that the two of them were led to the study and said, "You two have a good chat, I'll go and prepare dinner first." ”

Chu Yun smiled, "Thank you, Brother Han." ”

After Han Xiaofeng left, Chu Yun couldn't wait to ask, "What was going on back then, why did my mother say that you are dead." ”

Chu Qingfeng recalled the past of the year, like a jar of old wine, after thirty years of cellaring, it was opened and sealed again, but I don't know whether it is mellow or bitter.