Chapter Ninety-Three: Speaking of Heroes
There was no wind on the day, and the water on the Han River was not rippling.
Paspa's eyes seemed to be closed, like a lonely walker walking in the world, walking on the edge of the Han River, the speed was not fast, but in fact, it was like shrinking the ground into inches, just lifting his feet, and appeared more than ten zhang away in a moment.
After he walked for a few miles, he stood still, shook his body, and suddenly spit out a mouthful of Yin ~ red blood, Yin ~ red blood fell on the water of the Han River, just like a demonic ~ gorgeous lotus blooming.
Since then, the wind ~ waves have been booming, the long wind has been mighty together, the water waves are difficult to level, and the light is sparkling.
Ba Si Pa wiped the blood from his mouth, and seemed to smile at an unknown dark place: "Since you are already here, why don't you leave Li Zhenren?" ”
There seemed to be someone on the edge of Hanshui who spoke lazily: "I came far earlier than you imagined, he killed so many people in my Kipchak camp with a single sword, how can I not come to see, this person forgets his true nature, and it is also very interesting, there are not many people in the world who are so interesting, and there is no injustice or hatred with me, why should I be embarrassed for him?" ”
Ba Siba was silent, but he smiled in his heart, saying that there was no grievance and no hatred, but in fact, the positions of the two sides contradicted each other, and it was already a grudge that could not be resolved.
The person in the shadows seemed to see through what Ba Si Pa was thinking, and said leisurely: "You don't have to worry about me, what you think, in fact, has no restraining effect on me, first fired a stunning and domineering shot, and then was injured by that sword and sword qi, I think if you can't concentrate and cultivate for three or five years, I'm afraid you will break the foundation." ”
"It's worthy of Xi Kunlun, the old monk can't hide anything from you!"
Ba Si Pa sighed angrily, he couldn't help but think of Li Zhichang's last sword, this sword and Su Liu's amazing shot, have become a shadow in his heart, Li Zhi Chang's sword looks plain and unremarkable on the outside, in fact, the road is simple, only in that sword, there are countless mystical sword principles, otherwise how could Ba Si Pa be willing to retreat.
Xi Kunlun is also Liang Xiao, he slowly walked out of the shadows, his eyes were shining, and there was an alien beauty holding a flower umbrella beside him.
Ba Sipa didn't care, and only said: "It turns out that Your Excellency Xi Kunlun has been watching from the beginning to the end, and Li Zhenren has forgotten himself, which is also a great wonderland, I don't know if it has touched Lord Xi Kunlun." ”
A strange light flashed in Liang Xiao's eyes, and he said; "Why hasn't it been touched, hasn't the emperor discovered it, this Li Zhenren's last sword qi, there seems to be a familiar feeling in it."
When he was discussing with Li Zhichang in his early years, he had done it, and knew that Li Zhichang was invincible and inherent, but in that sword, there was a decisive force that destroyed everything.
"Yes, it's the strange inner strength of Hedra's God of Destruction, and I'm afraid he's the only one in the world who can do it."
Ba Si Pa muttered, he is also a talented person, one point is clear, at this time he couldn't help but think of an extremely terrifying possibility, stunned, and lost his voice: "Could it be?"
Liang Xiao stroked his palms and laughed, the laughter was so majestic that the water of the Han River almost shook and waves!
But instead of smiling at Ba Sipa, he smiled endlessly at the face of the Han River, only listening to Liang Xiao say: "My Marquis has been here for a long time!" ”
On the surface of the Han River, there is a person in a white robe and white hair.
Liang Xiao stood on the shore, dressed in a green robe, standing with his hands in his hands, in fact, he was not too old, but he looked like he had a kind of vicissitudes of cold handsomeness, a delicate and beautiful girl of different races standing beside him, with a floral umbrella in his hand, which had never been opened, looked at him with his eyes in his eyes, and said insincerely: "Master, this person came by riding the waves, and his light work is very high." ”
Liang Xiao laughed and said: "Not only is it high, but it is also better to ride the wind and the sea." Feng Lian, this person is the only master who can compete with me today, do you say that he is powerful! ”
"I don't believe that there is anyone in this world who can compare with Master."
The girl called Feng Pian pouted, very delicate and beautiful, she glanced at the person on the river in surprise, this person's light skills are said to be powerful, or maybe it makes her breathtaking, and she feels like a mountain looking up.
I saw that every time he stepped on the surface of the river, there was a wave rising under his feet, and his body swept on the waves, as if he had no weight, and he walked all the way, and his movements were flowing smoothly, looking like a fairy in the wind and the sea.
"The day came so quickly."
A shadow flashed in Ba Sipa's eyes, but there was a kind of enlightenment, and he sighed: "Before, I thought that Li Zhenren was my fate, but now it seems that he is still this person. ”
Liang Xiao said: "The Five Absolute are dead, Guo Jing is no more, there are so many fewer masters in this world, I really don't know where the opponent should go." ”
He looked at the river from afar, and sighed faintly: The most miserable person in life can't ask for it.
Feng Lian seemed to feel Liang Xiao's biting loneliness, which made people uncomfortable tight, and opened her mouth to say something, but her face was resentful, and she said in her heart: Is Master thinking about that master named Xiaoshuang again?
Liang Xiaocai said that he was lonely, and a high-pitched singing voice sounded on the riverside, "Traveling in the South China Sea in the twilight, the green snake in his sleeve is bold." The people of Sanshang Yueyang did not know, and Lang Yin flew over Dongting Lake. ”
This person came so quickly, from far to near, just for a moment, his body was like a leaf of feathers fluttering in the sky, and he also came to the old acquaintance, the world's first sword ram feather.
Liang Xiao's face changed slightly, and finally he said hello sincerely, and said: "It's Mr. Fengxiang, I haven't seen him for many years, and Mr. has not diminished his romance back then." ”
Ram Yu sneered: "What did the little Tartar dog say, why can't I understand a word, do you understand Su Liu?" ”
Su Liu smiled slightly: "I haven't always understood flattery. ”
Ram Feather shook his sleeves and snorted coldly.
Although he is wild and uninhibited, he actually has ambitions for the affairs of his family and country, and after seeing an emperor like Song Duzong, he gradually became cold. Mongolia also slaughtered Fancheng, and this account was also calculated to Liang Xiao's head for Ram Yu.
Liang Xiao's face was calm and unwavering, and he was not angry, but Feng Lian was very angry, and said dissatisfiedly: "Old man, white-haired, what nonsense are you talking about!" ”
Ram Yu made a strange appearance and sneered: "The little girl doesn't know anything, isn't what Lao Tzu said true, why is it nonsense?" ”
Feng Pian was angry and wanted to argue with him, but Liang Xiao raised his hand to stop him, and said: "Feng Pian, there is no need to say more, Mr. taught me a lesson, but the revenge of killing my father is not shared, if I don't repay it, I will be a beast." ”
A little guilt flashed in his eyes, and he returned to the "only one" contempt spirit. (To be continued.) )