Flames burst into the sky, illuminating the darkest pre-dawn sky.

The fire in the First Hou Mansion burned for ten days, until this huge mansion, which symbolized power and hidden evil, was completely burned to ashes.

Many years later, the people living near the Hou Mansion still have lingering palpitations when they recall the sudden fire, and they can still clearly remember that in the firelight, they seem to hear the wails of countless lives, and they can see distorted faces.

This qiē finally disappeared with the fire extinguished.

Whether it is the first in the world, or the merry man, after death, it is just a handful of ashes, like all the corpses in the crypt, it has become a handful of white ashes, even if it is a real divine eye, it is impossible to see from this handful of ashes how prominent they have in life, how strong martial arts.

Di Qinglin is finally with his babies forever, and no one can separate them, not even the parting hook, they have me in you, and I have you.

Maybe in hell, Di Qinglin will sincerely thank those who were killed by him, maybe not, maybe he will be unwilling to jump to his feet and scold, also

Xu is still that cold and indifferent look like a smile, maybe those souls will form a group to seek revenge on him

But this qiē is no longer important, Su Yang only wants to send Di Qinglin to hell, and that is enough. No matter how he lived in hell, Su Yang was sure that he would definitely feel happy in the world because of this incident.

A person can live for a few years, if you don't do what you want to do every time you look forward and backward, after a long time, even if you cultivate Jiuyin Jiuyang, the people who are infused with the power of the nine cliffs will definitely be suffocated into internal injuries. In such a life, it is better to die headlong.

Di Qinglin wanted to kill someone, so he killed it, and he really killed it, so he lived a very happy life;

Su Yang wanted to kill Di Qinglin, so he went to kill him, and in the end, he didn't just kill him, he wasn't dead yet, so he was even happier.

Fortunately, in the battle with Di Qinglin, this master, who has almost reached the top level, only needs three fingers of his own.

Of course, the weight of the three fingers was less than a catty, so after quietly using up the system to give that 'regeneration' opportunity, Su Yang's injuries looked much lighter than Yang Zheng's.

Three months later, these two guys, who don't know how many knives they have been hacked, can finally barely get off the ground, and after they can move, the first thing they do is to sneak out of the door while Lu Suwen went out to buy vegetables, support each other, and stumble towards the noodle restaurant.

In just over three miles, he fell a total of eight heels, broke more than a dozen wounds, and hit several big bags on his head, but they laughed and couldn't catch their laughter.

I ran to the noodle restaurant, ate a bowl of beef noodles that can spicy to death, and then drank several jars of spirits that can spicy death.

It's a good habit that kills people.

Then they came back to life completely, and they became two living tigers, who could fight with others at any time, and could fight for other people's lives at any time.

Fortunately, there is no reason for them to fight hard.

Three months later.

Unlike the Immortal Sword, this time it was Su Yang who said goodbye to Yang Zheng and Lu Suwen, but Lu Suwen followed behind the two men very tacitly, this smart and kind woman must know that the two men who spent life and death together in front of him must have something to say.

Sometimes women are not suitable to be present when men speak, not because of kinship and proximity and emotional problems, but purely because these words are men's words.

Su Yang's face still had the kind of smile that seemed to care about nothing, lazy but very likable: "Are you sure you don't do head hunting anymore?" ”

"I'm not doing it." Yang Zheng shook his head and grinned: "I also want to be like Uncle Lan, find a place with clear springs and green bamboos for a few days, and then give birth to a litter of cubs with Su Wen in a down-to-earth manner." ”

Su Yang said with a smile: "Mr. Lan Da wanted to retire ten years ago, but he couldn't let go of his reputation in the rivers and lakes and his promise to your father, and now it can be regarded as providence." What about you, after this battle, your martial arts have reached the peak, and your reputation in the rivers and lakes has reached the extreme, even if the court members and the heads of the Seven Great Sword Sects see you, they will respectfully call you Yang Daxia, how can you also have the idea of retreating bravely?"

Yang Zheng shook his head and laughed: "What are the benefits of being a hero? Can heroes eat beef noodles without giving money? ”

Su Yang also smiled: "No." Not only can I not give money, but in order to show my chivalrous demeanor, I have to give more money! Not only do you have to give more money for dinner, but you also have to be bold when you drink with friends in the rivers and lakes, and you are embarrassed to care if your friends in the rivers and lakes are in trouble, maybe I will come to see a horse of 90,000 taels of silver, although you want to slaughter me in your heart, you have to pretend to be very righteous on the surface and buy it and give it to me. ”

Yang Zheng's eyes widened, and he asked habitually, "Why?"

Su Yang stroked his palms and smiled: "Who made you a 'hero'!" ”

Yang Zheng seemed to suddenly understand, nodded and said: "No wonder there are many people who become 'heroes', but they are estranged from the people closest to them, but they can't stick to their original beliefs, because they suddenly find that the money is not enough, and the time is gone. ”

Su Yang nodded: "So I must say that those who break their heads and want to be heroes are stupid pigs, and you are definitely a smart person." ”

"What about you?" Yang Zheng said: "You definitely don't want to be a stupid pig, so what do you want to do?" You have inherited the mantle of Uncle Lan, will you also go into hiding? ”

Su Yang had two swords inserted into his waist, a green steel sword and a Blue Mountain ancient sword.

"Me?"

Su Yang squinted his eyes and looked into the distance, his eyes showed yearning: "I'm still young, there are still many interesting people in the world, many places I haven't been to, countless strange things, I want to walk around, to see the world's highest mountain, the deepest pool, the most beautiful people, the sharpest sword." ”

There are tigers in the mountains, dragons in the deep pools, beauties are like poison, and swords can hook the soul, but often the more dangerous they are, the more they will move people's hearts.

Yang Zheng patted Su Yang's shoulder: "If you are tired of walking one day, you might as well come to me, where there is wine and swords, fish and noodles." ”

The road has reached a fork, one leading to a paradise-like mountain village, and the other leading to the rivers and lakes.

Yang Zheng took Lu Suwen's hand and embarked on the road to Taoyuan, but Su Yang believed that if one day there was a first-class marquis like Di Qinglin in the rivers and lakes, there would definitely be another head catcher like Yang Zheng.

Looking at the backs of these two people, Su Yang said in his heart: "You go to Taoyuan, I will go to the rivers and lakes, this farewell, I don't know when I will see you again, maybe I will not see you in this life, I hope you will cherish it!" ”

There was a hot breath from his waist, and the old wine secretly put his mouth to the wine jug again, and his big eyes rolled wildly.

Su Yang laughed, took the wine and drank it until it was slightly smoked, turned over and got on the horse, the old wine seemed to know the master's intentions, hissed, and ran away in the afterglow of the sunset, as if he wanted to catch up with the red ri that fell to the horizon.

The prodigal sons longed for a harbor, but in their veins there was an element of uneasiness and the blood of adventure, something that had been deeply engraved in their souls.

The prodigal son, such a lovely and hateful strange creature, who seems to be forever wandering, and even the most beautiful women cannot tie their hearts; They never stopped, and even the most luxurious mansions could not leave them. Even death can't stop their yearning for ziyou!

They are dressed in despair, they are light with long swords, fierce horses are singing, and Ziyou gallops in this land called Jianghu.

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