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Liu Shengyu's toes tapped on the ground, but after all, he still couldn't continue to hand forward the long sword that stabbed Song Wei's eye......

In an instant, it seemed like a hundred years, and just a few toes out of thin air, but the momentum of rushing and killing full of bloody smell was completely solidified......

Yanagi Yu remained motionless, maintaining the movement of lunges and leaning forward.

Cha!

Yang Meng didn't see Song Wei's action of retracting the sword clearly, and only when Song Wei's sword flung back, shattered the little blood bead on the tip of the sword with dark strength, and turned his wrist to insert the sword into the scabbard, he heard the sound remaining in the air, and the light sound of the hidden buckle on the sword jaw.

This light to the extreme sound, but broke the tranquility after the rainstorm and wind, "The degree of my sword and the sword is the degree of the sound, and it has not destroyed your internal organs, if you have learned my Wudang's qi swallowing method, when you know how to hold your breath and cultivate, as long as you don't move your hands and qi with others within a month, the little dark energy left in the wound will help you recover quickly, at least you can be safed for ten years, but I am afraid that the cloudy and humid weather in the future will be a little sin......"

Liu Shengyu smiled miserably, and in the extremely puzzled gaze of Yang Meng and Song Wei, he slapped his back hand his chest and abdomen......

Bang......

With this muffled sound, the dark energy in the wound suddenly exploded, and Liu Shengyu's tense body like a bow suddenly collapsed, just staring straight at Song Weiwei and slowly falling down, and when the seemingly uninjured body finally touched the hard stone slab, it suddenly shrunk into a ball like a shriveled sponge.

This is a body that is extremely weird, until the body that is constricted to the extreme, and finally a round blood stain slowly flows, the atmosphere in the air is solemn and suppressed to the extreme, and then it is completely dispersed.

Yang Meng opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say, even if he had seen all kinds of evil ways in later generations, he now felt that his head was really not enough, "If he adheres to the spirit of bushido, he should have committed suicide by caesarean section, why did he choose such an extreme and puzzling way of death?" ”

The answer was hidden in a cold, somewhat respectful voice that suddenly came from outside.

"In Xiahuang Fusong, the fourth-class imperial guard with a knife in the palace, let me come to Hangzhou with Lord Liu Sheng, and instructed that if Lord Song makes a move, he can collect his body......"

Song Wei looked at the Ouchi guard who entered the room and came uninvited, and suddenly felt a little disheartened, "Since the above asked you to collect the body, you can take it, think that Liu Shengyu and even the Japanese behind him originally fought this idea, and wanted to see the difference between the sword of the day and the sword of the moon from the sword wound I left on him......"

Huangfu Song looked to be about thirty-one or twelve years old, with three beautiful and neat short beards on his chin, looking at Song Weiwei's face a little ugly, he hurriedly bowed respectfully to him and said: "This person is from the Yanagi family of Japan, and he is qualified to be buried in the Yanagi family ......cemetery this time."

Yang Meng listened to Song Wei's words, and finally suddenly realized, but after all, he was a little unhappy in his heart, although he looked at Huangfu Song's face respectfully, but for some reason he felt a burst of tiredness: "Today I have a long experience, I have heard that there are few people in Japan, so I am a thief to me, and now I see the death of this Japanese, only to know that the Japanese are really very patriotic, and they don't even dare to waste space when they die......"

Huangfu Song was slightly stunned at first, and then Yang Meng pointed at it a little, first raised his hand and hugged his fist to show his salute, and then said with some uncertainty: "It is also because I have known this person for a while, I learned from him that ordinary Japanese boys, since childhood, sleep in a posture of lying flat on their backs and spreading their limbs, symbolizing a great future in the future, only specially trained assassins or ninjas must be shrunk into a ball when they sleep since childhood, in order not to keep their bodies awake at all times, so as not to be overexposed to the sun, It is precisely because of this harsh training that after the death of any assassin or ninja, the body will instantly shrink into a ball due to conditioned reflex......"

Looking at Song Wei a little puzzled, Huang Fusong continued to explain: "Although there are many people in the Yanagi family who are engaged in politics and military in Japan, they are all qualified by the children of the clan family, as for those who are in the side lineage, those with a little status can still be a samurai, and those with low status can only be trained as ninjas or assassins, because the Yanagi family is not good at cultivating ninjas, so this person must be an assassin, this kind of person is also known as Dark Yanagi in the Yanagi family, if there is no special task or merit, he will not have his own name for the rest of his life, and shall not walk in the sun......"

Yang Meng's heart moved slightly, but he pretended to be puzzled and continued to ask: "What does the adult mean that this person has ......?"

"Yes, this person's task is probably to provoke Lord Song to make a move, leaving the adult's unique swordsmanship on the body, although he is dead, but the task has been completed, according to the rules of the Yanagi family, he not only has the qualification to expand the corpse in big characters into the Tibetan family cemetery, even his direct descendants, can also leave the identity of the dark Yanagi from now on, join the Yanagi family and have their own name......"

Song Weiwei looked at Huangfu Song and talked eloquently, feeling a little disgusted in his heart, frowned and turned around and sat down, "What's the use of talking so much?" It can't change his life, nor can it change the sword marks on his body......"

Huangfu Song smiled and nodded, and bowed to Song Wei with some understanding, "Gonggong Li in the palace and the representatives of the Liu Sheng family have had a verbal agreement on this aspect, this fight is regarded as a private martial arts exchange between the swordsmen of the Liu Sheng clan and my Qing Dynasty folk masters, firstly, it will not affect the friendship between the two countries, and secondly, what is the result of the competition, the Liu Sheng family has promised not to continue to pursue ......Lord Song by assassination and any other means."

Song Weiwei sneered, and suddenly, like Yang Meng, felt that this Qing court was rotten to the roots, and he didn't take this as a humiliation at all, and even seemed to be complacent as if he had taken advantage of it.

It's a pity that Huangfu Song obviously didn't guess Song Wei's thoughts, and when he saw that he was still frowning, he continued to smile and said: "Lord Song doesn't have to worry, I believe that after this battle, no one on the Japanese side will continue to pester Lord with other interfaces, let alone anyone who will come to find the method of refining the day......

……

Yang Meng's eyebrows moved, his pupils instinctively shrank in his eye sockets, and then walked over as if unintentionally, and carefully took a large number of this Huangfu Song, "So, I really want to thank the Huangfu Lord, I hope the Japanese can keep their promise and no longer try to try to block my uncle, since this person has just died, do you want me to help the Lord carry him out......"

Huang Fusong didn't see the change in Yang Meng's eyes, but politely rejected Yang Meng's kindness, and got busy alone, taking advantage of the fact that the corpse was not completely stiff, first gently straightened the limbs of the dark willow who used the pseudonym one by one, and then lifted him up and lay flat on the ground, and waited until a few people came in outside again, and then carefully carried him out with the prepared stretcher.

"Do apes really only eat dew? Will they survive? ”

Song Wei looked at Yang Meng with a thoughtful expression, and suddenly laughed: "You also want to learn the method of refining that day?" ”

"Although I don't know what kind of secret art it is, just because the dark willow is willing to risk his life and only want to leave a fatal sword mark on the corpse, you can see its wonder and power......

Yang Meng smiled a little, and continued with some flattery: "Even if the child is not qualified to practice this thousand-year-old secret technique, but just to understand this mysterious daily refining method, I don't think it will affect our Wudang ......"

Song Wei hesitated for a moment, I don't know where he touched in his heart, looked at Yang Meng a little nervous, and suddenly smiled faintly: "Actually, it's nothing, you see that the dew is only there when the sun rises in the early morning, the morning sun enlightens all things, the so-called ape food dew, in fact, it eats the sun, in the Taoist classics, there is also a method of swallowing qi at dawn, taking the morning sun purple qi, in fact, it is a truth, in a word, it is to take the essence of the sun and the moon......"

Yang Meng's eyebrows moved slightly, and he was surprised at first, he was actually associated with legends such as Taoism taking the sun and moon bait, and felt that it was too mysterious, I am afraid that it was an exaggeration, but he suddenly thought that even he could soul cross, so these metaphysics that were originally classified as superstition by later generations are really true?

There is great fear in his heart, and he has a foolish heart, which is like Yang Meng's mentality at the moment, especially when he repeatedly pondered the theory that Song Wei said, the more he felt that there was an indescribable mystery hidden in it, and when Song Wei didn't hear his reply for a long time and turned his head to look at it, Yang Meng's demeanor was strict, even more solemn than himself, obviously for this sword technique secret technique that was more inclined to the Taoist doctrine of immortality, and he was really in awe from the bottom of his heart.

Song Weiwei nodded, admiring in his heart that Yang Meng's mind was quite pure, and he had the nature of pursuing the Great Dao that was difficult for ordinary people to find, and continued to describe it in the most popular language: "This world is very wonderful, you look at a qiē plant, it seems that it is not as comfortable as a beast or bird, but they are always secretly imitating and even yearning for the sun, absorbing the essence of the sun, and the animals that originally looked higher than the plant are absorbing the sun. In terms of essence, they are inherently inferior to plants, and can only imitate the moon, or consciously or unintentionally consume the essence of the moon......"

Yang Meng was sweating, and his eyes became more and more confused......

I'm going to go out temporarily today, and if I don't have time to come back at night, I'll make it up tomorrow, brothers, there are so few tickets, kneel and beg!