It is said that it is ten moves, but this swordsman is not certain if he does not abide by it. However, on the rivers and lakes, as long as it is not a life-and-death battle, generally one party proposes a few moves for a limited time, and the other party does not refute it or acquiesce.

But this swordsman's moves are ruthless, leaving no vitality everywhere, so Yu Feng can't pay attention to it. He couldn't tell if it was the swordsman's swordsmanship or if he had killing intent himself.

However, he was partial to the swordsmanship trait, as he couldn't feel the murderous aura of this swordsman at all.

The murderous spirit in the game is real, and the higher the player's martial arts, the more sensitive his senses will be. As long as the other party has killing intent, it will most likely be detected, unless it is completely hidden with killing intent and the sound is restricted.

It sounds a bit mysterious, but it's still possible to do it in the game.

In the blink of an eye, the three moves have passed, and the swordsmanship of the swordsman has changed instantaneously, and the sword style is intertwined into the wind, and where the wind passes, it is full of autumn lamentations.

Yu Feng's sword technique is not good at defense, so he can only return with more cold moves.

The sword is like a bleak autumn poem, one move and one style, all of which are desolate and desolate. The knife is like a winter snow, and the moves are all cold to the bone.

In the cold and desolate, between the dead leaves and the stump of the branches, the eight search tricks have passed.

In the ninth move, the murderous aura of the Luotuo swordsman is highlighted. The sword intent spread, and the people and things around him suddenly entered the autumn sword realm. The flying dead leaves, the bleak wind, all fell into inexplicable stagnation.

"Sword Realm?" Yu Feng's mind was racing and he had a judgment. The next moment, he put away the six ghost slashes and took out the light sword instead.

"This is a tribute to you for such a sword realm." The indifferent tone no longer seems to regard this confrontation as a simple appointment of ten moves.

Yu Feng's sword is in no way, and his breath is circulating, and there seems to be something hidden. The Luotuo swordsman was slightly surprised, but in this half of the hesitation, Yu Feng's sword style had been completed, and the shocking move began to appear in the martial arts.

"Sword Covers the World, Tengu Eclipse Sun!"

With a clear drink, the Eclipse Sun sword move impacted the autumn color sword realm, silently condensing time and space, and the original intention was distorted by the sword move that overturned the order of yin and yang, and naturally collapsed.

In the tenth move, the Luotuo swordsman retreated, put the sword into the sheath, and sat back by the campfire.

Yu Feng also put away the light sword, took out a pot of drunken rain sorrow from the baggage, threw it to the Luotuo swordsman, and then took out a jar himself.

The swordsman was silent, silently took the wine jar, removed the mud seal and drank heavily.

"What kind of wine is this?" Luo Tuo swordsman said.

Yu Feng looked at this swordsman NPC almost carefully. Dressed in simple gray clothes, there is a kind of wasteful style, with scattered black hair, mixed with a few handfuls of white hair, which shows a sense of vicissitudes. Especially those sharp and deep eyes, which seem to hide countless stories of the past.

"The drunken rain sorrow from Junfang." Yu Feng walked to the bonfire, sat on a rock and said.

"Drunk and sorrowful...... The name is not bad, and the taste is not bad. The swordsman said.

After Bu Xiyue reminded him to bring wine and tea with him, he really only had these things with him. Drunken rain sorrow is a kind of wine that does not exist in reality, and the taste is more bitter than other wines, but after entering the throat, it has an endless aftertaste. It can arouse sorrow and sorrow and release people's inner pressure.

In fact, Yu Feng was still quite curious, why Bu Xiyue liked this wine. However, since this is the wine that Bu Xiyue liked to drink before, Yu Feng is not considered to be replaced, after all, it is not really to bring wine for himself.

It's to be able to take it out for a drink with a high-level NPC when necessary. The same is true for the role of tea, tea and wine are one of the magic weapons of martial arts socialization, and it is always right to have them on your body.

It's just that now the trick has passed, and the wine has been drunk, but when he encounters such a stuffy gourd-like NPC, Yu Feng doesn't know how to speak next.

Although there is an opportunity to communicate for the time being, he understands that there are not many such opportunities, and there may only be a few opportunities for words. If you want to establish hypocrisy with this kind of NPC who is not a man of few words, dialogue and communication are especially important, and once you don't speculate, you will lose the opportunity to be friends.

Yu Feng was curious about his background and story, and he was also interested in making friends, so he naturally needed to think about how to talk about it.

"There is still a story about drunken rain and sorrow." Yu Feng thought for a while and said.

"Huh?"

Seeing that the Luotuo swordsman seemed to be a little interested, Yu Feng said directly: "Lijunfang's original name is Lijunfang, which is a famous wine shop that has been passed down for several generations in Xiaoyao City. That year coincided with the drought in the scholar's hometown, so Han Shiniang let him stay. The two got along, and over time, they fell in love. The scholar was diligent and studious, and during the period of getting along, he studied with Han Shiniang and created many famous wines. Lijunfang's name is unique for a while, but when it comes to marriage, Han Shiniang learned by chance that the scholar actually came to seize the winery, and even the scholar's original identity was an impostor...... "Speaking of this, he paused, this story was not asked by Bu Xiyue to see, but he checked it himself.

Later, on a rainy night, she questioned the scholar, who didn't want to say much, but only asked Han Shiniang if he was sincere to him. Han Shiniang was emotionally uneasy at that time, spoke ill of each other, and even said a lot of unsightly things. On that rainy night, the scholar angrily cut off Han Shiniang's arm and left with several precious wines. ”

"And then?" The swordsman asked.

Later, Han Shiniang collapsed, and even wanted to commit suicide several times. But a few days later, all the wineries that had been competing with Rejunfang were destroyed. Han Shiniang seemed to feel something, and found a letter in the original scholar's room. It turned out that the scholar's original name was Mo Li, because Lijunfang refused to join the wine alliance, and on the order of the wine alliance, he came to steal the recipe of Lijunfang and several famous wines. But in the process of getting along, Mo Li has really fallen in love with Han Shiniang, but he knows how powerful the wine alliance is, and he can't deal with it with Han Shiniang alone. So he deliberately leaked the news to Han Shiniang, so that he could use the excuse to return to the wine league. ”

"Therefore, Han Shiniang's arm, as well as the recipe of the famous wine, are all proof of trust." Luo Tuo swordsman said.

"Well, Mo Li had a plan to get a way out for Han Shiniang. But after Han Shiniang learned the truth, she was full of remorse, and Mo Li committed suicide after poisoning the wine alliance in order not to implicate her. Han Shiniang has also become depressed since then, and after a few years of silence, she brewed drunken rain sorrow, and gave away all the original Lijunfang famous wine recipes, and Lijunfang has since changed to leave Junfang, and only brews drunken rain sorrow. ”

Yu Feng told the story he heard, and after listening to it, the Luotuo swordsman pondered for a moment and said, "It turns out that the regret in the wine comes from this. ”

"Yes, Lijunfang has changed hands several times now, but the drunken rain sorrow is enduring, because it is poured with emotion."

"People always have more regrets than happiness in their lives, and it is not a good thing to be able to let go of drunkenness." The Luotuo swordsman took another sip and said.

Yu Feng also took a sip and said, "But no one in the world can stay drunk for a long time, regret has become a reality, and self-blame is useless." Just like Han Shiniang was silent for several years, she invented this kind of drunken rain sorrow, maybe she had already walked out of grief at that time. ”

"People are different, cold and warm self-knowing, Han Shiniang's biggest regret should be that when Mo Li asked her if she was sincere, she didn't complain. And different people, facing different experiences, will always have different perceptions, and they should not be forced. There seems to be a deep meaning in Luotuo's words.

Yu Feng breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and it seemed that he had finally spoken.