Wang Dong said: "This is standing without a shadow, if one day, I practice this shadow to be gone, it will be complete." ”

Huang Rong had the heart to compete against each other, ironically saying 'If the shadow is gone, then it is not a person, but a ghost'! However, what I see now is actually subverting the three views, and blurting out becomes: "What if it is complete?" ”

"That's not the realm I can describe now, and I can't understand it, the only thing I can know is that once you reach that realm, when you look at the size of the world, there will be very few things that can hardly hold you."

Wang Dong was leisurely fascinated.

His gaze turned to the outside of the grass house again, and Yan Shisan seemed to be one with the bluestone under his seat.

Until now, Wang Dong's footsteps have not stepped on the riverbank, let alone said a word to Yan Shisan.

He came here to see Yan Thirteen's Thirteen Deadly Swords, to see the last fifteenth change, not to speak.

Wang Dong knew that this time would never make him wait too long.

Just when Wang Dong was waiting for Yan Shisan's wit to fall into his mind and have an epiphany of the fifteenth sword, Xie Xiaofeng was very bad.

No matter who it was, when he learned that he only had three days to live, he was definitely not in a good mood.

So Xie Xiaofeng was drinking, gulping down wine, and immediately slapped another jar of wine after drinking one jar.

This is a strong wine, and when the liquor enters the throat, there is a hot and stinging sensation, just like Xie Xiaofeng's mood at this time.

At the foot of Cuiyun Peak, on the shore of the Green Water Lake, Xie Xiaofeng, the third young master of Shenjian Villa, defeated his uncle 'Dragon Swordsman' Hua Shaokun at the age of twelve and became famous with a sword.

He is like gathering the spirit and luck of the Divine Sword Villa for two hundred years, when he was twenty years old, he was almost invincible in the world, and his prestige was at its peak, even far beyond the seven major factions of the rivers and lakes, no matter what famous predecessors or heroic overlords came to him. You have to be polite and respectfully call 'Xie Sanshao'!

But now Xie Xiaofeng feels that he is a failure, although he is still smiling on his face, in fact, he just wants to cry.

It's a pity that he can't, because he is Xie Xiaofeng!

How can Xie Sanshao, who is unparalleled in the world, be weak?

Even if he will die in the next moment, he must do a good job of 'Xie Xiaofeng' now!

It's like when a monk strikes a bell for a day. He is Xie Xiaofeng one day, and he must be Xie Xiaofeng for the rest of his life.

The name Xie Xiaofeng represents not only honor, but also a curse of imprisonment.

Jian Chuanxue was sighing, he looked at Xie Xiaofeng, and tears almost fell in his eyes: "I should have advised you to drink less." ”

Although the name Jian Chuanxue is unknown, his father is very famous.

His father is a famous miracle doctor, one finger to death, the other finger to come back to life, is the "resurrection of the dead" reputation of Mr. Jane.

Not many people know. In fact, Jian Chuanxue's medical skills have long been out of the blue, surpassing his father, Mr. Jian Da.

In the battle of Changjie that day, Xie Xiaofeng fought with Tie Kaicheng first, and when his spirit was slightly relaxed, a few swords hidden in the shadows launched a surprise attack.

These few swords hidden in the shadows are rare and clever swordsmen in the rivers and lakes, Xie Xiaofeng is certainly good, but he already has old wounds on his body, and there is no killing opportunity in the sword. So although he repelled the enemy, he added a few new wounds to his body.

These new wounds pierced deeply. But it didn't take his life, and coincidentally he met a good friend from the past.

Luckily, this good friend happened to have the top gold medicine on him.

It's a pity that Xie Xiaofeng's good friend was a little sloppy with his hands and feet, and when he applied Jinchuang medicine to him, he accidentally smeared the "Hua Gu San" together.

Jinchuang medicine builds muscle, dissolves bones and erodes bones. Xie Xiaofeng can't bear even his steel and iron body.

When Junior Brother Xie found him and brought him to Mr. Jianda, 'coming back from the dead' could only become a lack of skills.

"I can't save you, and there is no medicine in the world that can cure the poison in your body." Mr. Jane's answer was both calm and cruel: "Seven days at most, at least three days and you will die." If I were you, I would have figured out how to arrange the future now. ”

Xie Xiaofeng just smiled: "Now I just want to drink." ”

"You can still smile freely in the face of life and death, except for Xie Sanshao, who else in the world can have such pride?" Mr. Jian laughed: "I may not have anything else here, but there is no shortage of good wine, if Xie Sanshao wants to drink, take it as much as he wants." ”

"The wine here is good, but it's not to my liking." Xie Xiaofeng had turned around and walked out.

"I'll go with you, and I'll accompany you as much as you drink." It was Jian Chuanxue who spoke: "When a person drinks wine, he can only drink bitter wine, and in any case, it is much more pleasant for two people to drink than for one person...... ”

They not only went to drink, but also went to the gambling house, won a full house of applause, and then beat the black thugs sent by the gambling hall to the bottom of the blood, Jian Chuanxue and Xie Xiaofeng entered Grandma Han's brothel, spent a lot of money, and spent all the money won by the gambling hall.

Finally, the two men hooked their shoulders, and found a tavern made of a shed in the corner of the street to drink, the wine here was not good, at least far less than the famous wine collected by Mr. Jane, but both of them drank very happily.

"Of course you can't persuade me, because you're my friend." Xie Xiaofeng laughed.

"Friends?" Jian Chuanxue was stunned for a moment, the tears in his eyes had already rolled down, he suddenly stretched out his hand to open the bow left and right, and "snapped" two palms hit his face hard, and the corners of his mouth instantly gushed blood.

"You ......." Xie Xiaofeng looked at him in surprise.

Jian Chuanxue's face was distorted due to the intense pain and struggle in his heart: "I beat myself because you, Xie Xiaofeng, treat me as a friend, but I am not a human, I am a beast!" Do you know that I am actually a member of Tianzun, and they found me just to ask me to add a little more bone rotting medicine to your wounds, so that you can die faster. ”

Some people are as white as new, and some people are as old as ever, although Jian Chuanxue only had a one-night relationship with Xie Xiaofeng, he has also regarded Xie Xiaofeng as a friend.

Xie Sanshao, who is unparalleled in the world, could not die under the sword, but died under the conspiracy of the deceitful villain, which is really an indescribable sorrow.

Jane Chuanxue would never want to see this kind of sorrow.

He knew that if he revealed the details, he would inevitably be retaliated against by Tianzun, but he was also ready to put life and death aside.

There are some ghosts and ghosts in the rivers and lakes, but there is no shortage of hot-blooded men, hot-blooded men, a word of heart-to-heart, as for life and death, it has long been in the mind, isn't this the most gorgeous and attractive place in the rivers and lakes?

Xie Xiaofeng smiled bitterly: "They don't even want to wait for three days? ”

Of course, he knew that Murong Qiudi was the leader of Tianzun, and he would rather believe that it was the people under Tianzun who made their own decisions, rather than believe that Murong Qiudi hated him so much.

Jian Chuan said: "Three quarters of an hour is too long, let alone three days? Xie Xiaofeng is unparalleled in the world, even if he has been hit by an incurable poison, as long as there is still a breath of air, who dares to underestimate it? ”

"But I didn't mistake you as a friend after all." Xie Xiaofeng patted him on the shoulder.

"Yes, they don't dare to underestimate you, but they underestimate me." Jian Chuanxue looked at Xie Xiaofeng, took a deep breath, as if he had finally made up his mind, and said slowly: "They don't know that the poison in you is actually not absolutely hopeless. ”

As soon as these words came out, Xie Xiaofeng's face already lit up.

Xie Xiaofeng is not afraid of death, because he has never felt the taste of 'death', as long as his sword is still in his grasp, then life and death are also in his grasp.

But Xie Xiaofeng didn't want to die either.

He came from a brilliant family and made a name for himself, and he was respected wherever he went.

He is a genius in martial arts, and others may not practice swordsmanship in his life, he can improve his proficiency in ten days and a half months, and since he came out of the rivers and lakes with a sword, he has never been defeated in fighting with others.

Not once undefeated.

How could someone like him be willing to die?

Xie Xiaofeng couldn't help but ask, "Who else can save me?" ”

Jian Chuanxue's eyes showed a look of both respect and fear: "There is only one person, a fickle and unpredictable person, and perhaps the most terrifying person in the world......!" (To be continued.) )