In June, the grass grows and the warbler flies, and the land south of the Yangtze River is full of lush greenery.

On the official road leading to Hangzhou, two shiny horses walked in front, and a carriage followed closely behind, and a hot summer breeze blew, making people feel suffocated.

The old man who drove seemed to be unaware of the hot weather, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the whip in his hand occasionally whipped the horse's buttocks, skillfully maneuvering the course of the carriage.

The curtain of the carriage was lifted by the hot wind from time to time, and a woman with a charming demeanor, bright eyes and bright teeth, and white skin sat in the carriage, her eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, and the closer she got to Hangzhou, the more tense her pretty face became, and her watery eyes flashed a trace of worry from time to time.

There were two men riding horses in front, one was a middle-aged man in his fifties, his demeanor was radiant, his face was arrogant, and he seemed to be bold.

The other man is about twenty, handsome and abnormal, the whole person exudes a lazy temperament, only the pair of eyes that seem to be asleep flash from time to time A trace of fine light makes people feel that it is not simple.

This group of people is Ye Feng, Ren Yingying, Xiang Wentian and Luzhu Weng.

In the blink of an eye, it has been about ten days since the departure from Wuchang, and several people have been sleeping in the open air along the way, without stopping, after ten days of hurrying, it has been unconsciously not far from Hangzhou.

Although Xiang Wentian has had several contacts with Ye Feng in the past few days, he still can't believe that the seemingly weak scholar in front of him is actually the white-clothed swordsman Ye Feng, the eldest disciple of the Huashan faction, if it weren't for the confirmation of the eldest lady, he really wouldn't have seen it at all.

Riding on a horse, his eyes were still looking at the night wind in awe from time to time, especially the sword in his hand.

He didn't know what kind of sword could be worthy of the white-clothed swordsman Night Breeze, and he always had a curiosity about that sword in his heart.

"What's the matter?, curious about the sword of the night?" said Night Wind as he stretched out his arm, a lazy expression.

"Yes, because Xiang doesn't know what kind of sword it is to be worthy of your prestige?" said Xiang Wentian carefully, without the usual arrogant tone.

Night Wind didn't care about Xiang Wentian's slightly sycophantic demeanor at all, and glanced at the sword in his hand lightly and said: "This sword is a valley in Xiangyang that Ye Mou obtained, and it is not famous in itself, so Xiang You's not so curious." ”

The words of the night wind made Xiang Wentian speechless for a while, so he had to smile and stop speaking.

"Night hero, the old man is also quite curious, I wonder if I can tell the old man about the origin of this sword?"

"Since Zhu Weng is interested, then Ye Mou will talk about it. Night Wind's tone changed, and he did not have the slightest indifference and indifference to Xiang Wentian just now.

This made Xiang Wentian, who had always been arrogant, feel uncomfortable for a while, if it weren't for the fact that the murderous reputation of the night wind was too loud in the Sun and Moon God Sect, he would have been furious, and now he could only turn his head to the side in embarrassment, but his ears were slightly pricked up, and he listened.

The night wind slowed down, drove the horse and the carriage side by side, and said with a hazy look in his eyes: "Speaking of this sword, I have to mention a person, a mission that is even mythologized in the martial arts, and he seeks defeat alone." ”

As soon as the words of the night breeze came out, they aroused the interest of several people, and even Ren Yingying in the carriage couldn't help but feel at ease for a while and listened carefully.

"Dugu seeks defeat?"

The three of them chewed on the name carefully, constantly searching for memories of this person in their minds, but they all found that they had never heard of it at all, and couldn't help but secretly doubt.

"Could it be that the night wind deceived them and made up a random name?"

Come to think of it, Night Breeze is not necessary at all, not to mention that it is not a confidential matter.

"Night hero, why has the old man never heard this name?" Luzhu Weng first asked suspiciously, he was also well-informed in the rivers and lakes, but he had never heard of Dugu seeking defeat in the rivers and lakes, a name that attracted some hatred.

Night Wind smiled faintly and said, "Of course not, because this senior is a senior master in the Northern Song Dynasty." ”

"I see. Night Wind's answer immediately made a few people a little relieved, after all, a master of the rivers and lakes of the previous dynasty is not like a literati who can leave works that have been recited through the ages, so it is normal for a few people not to know.

Then the night wind combined the life of Dugu with the conjectures of some people in the previous life, and in an instant, the minds of the three of them couldn't help but gradually fall into the life of Dugu with the description of the night wind.

Witnessed Dugu's defeat, suddenly out, suddenly hidden, not like restraint, straightforward, arrogant, love and righteousness, more than 30 years of crisscrossing the rivers and lakes, killing all the enemies, defeating all the heroes, the world is more resistant, helpless, but secluded in the deep valley, with the eagle as a friend's life.

From time to time, with the night wind's narration, sometimes admiration, sometimes resentment, when in the end in order to seek defeat and can not get, can only live in seclusion in the deep valley to the eagle as a friend, they have sighed.

After listening to Night Wind's narration, the three of them fell into deep thought.

Especially about the three realms of Dugu's martial arts that Night Wind quoted before the end, it made the three of them shocked.

"Fierce and fierce, invincible, and the weak crown is used to compete with the heroes of Heshuo. 」

"The heavy sword has no edge, and the great skill is not worked. Before the age of forty, he was rampant in the world. 」

"After the age of forty, no matter what is left to things, plants, trees, bamboos and stones can be used as swords. Since then, he has been refined, gradually reaching the realm of no sword is better than having a sword. 」

Savoring the three realms of Dugu's defeat, the three of them found that even Xiang Wentian, who had reached the peak of the early realm, was only the first realm.

Thinking like this made several people feel like they were looking up to Dugu for the master of the previous dynasty.

"I didn't expect that there were such people in the world, it seems that we are still a little unheard. Luzhu Weng couldn't help but admire. His expression was full of admiration for his predecessors.

"Yes! The concubine thought that Uncle Dongfang was already a master who was difficult to find in the world, but listening to the Dugu predecessor in the mouth of the night hero, I am afraid that he is even more powerful than Uncle Dongfang. ”

Ren Yingying raised her eyebrows, and said in admiration, looking at the night breeze with a pair of beautiful eyes full of deep meaning.

In her opinion, the reason why Night Wind can reach the unfathomable realm of martial arts at the age of twenty is probably related to the Dugu predecessor in the mouth of the Night Wind, it should be that the Night Wind has obtained the martial arts left by the Dugu predecessor, otherwise it can't explain that the Night Wind swordsmanship is so unfathomable and extraordinary.

After all, as far as she knew, although the Huashan Sect was also known as a first-class faction in the rivers and lakes, the martial arts in the sect were far inferior to the Sun Moon Divine Sect, which was why the Sun Moon Divine Sect could fight against the Wuyue Alliance for a hundred years.

And now the Huashan faction is thriving and rising, which is probably not unrelated to the fact that Night Wind has obtained the cheats left by Dugu's predecessors.

Xiang Wentian also thought of this, and when his eyes swept over the night wind, there was a hint of greed and eagerness.

Of course, for their thoughts, Ye Feng is naturally clear, but he is too lazy to explain, the reason why he told them about the life of the sword demon is only because of the green bamboo Weng inquiry, if it is changed to ask Wen Tian and Ren Yingying, Ye Feng probably doesn't want to pay attention to it, and now the misunderstanding between the two is not relevant to Ye Feng at all.

"Compared to the night hero's martial arts function to such a height, it has nothing to do with getting the inheritance of Dugu's predecessors, right?" At this moment, Xiang Wentian suddenly asked.

Ren Yingying was suddenly shocked, and reprimanded: "Uncle Xiang, don't be rude!", Luzhu Weng heard this, looked up at Xiang Wentian's eyes with contempt, and then looked at the night breeze with apologies, and said in his mouth: "It's old and abrupt." ”

Green Bamboo Weng's words, Night Wind understood, and smiled slightly: "Zhu Weng doesn't have to be like this, but someone seems to be a little inflated." As soon as the words fell, his eyes looked towards Wentian with a sword intent.

Xiang Wentian was already jealous, but at this time, he was provoked by the night wind, and immediately forgot the horror of the night wind, and his eyes couldn't help but stare at the night wind, but he saw that the night wind's eyes flashed, and two inexplicable attacks followed.

"Ahh

Xiang Wentian suddenly felt a pain in his eyes, and couldn't help but fall off the horse and scream in pain. He rolled back and forth on the ground, covering his eyes with his hands, and a trace of blood flowed out of the gaps between his hands.

"Uncle Xiang, how are you?"

Ren Yingying was suddenly startled by Xiang Wentian's sudden screams, flashed off the carriage, came to Xiang Wentian's side, and said anxiously, looking at Xiang Wentian in pain, rolling back and forth, she couldn't help but look up at the night wind and said, "Night hero, are you doing this a little too much?"

Luzhu Weng was stunned for a moment, and was shocked by Ren Yingying's words, he didn't expect Ren Yingying to be so indistinguishable from right and wrong, you must know that it is taboo to inquire about other people's martial arts origins on the rivers and lakes, even if the night wind kills him, it is not an exaggeration, but now that Ren Yingying says this, wouldn't he want to completely offend the night wind.

Thinking of this, he looked at the night wind. Sure enough, Ye Feng was slightly stunned when he heard this, his eyes changed, and his eyes stared at Ren Yingying indifferently, until Ren Yingying turned his gaze to other places, and then said coldly: "This is still Ye Mou's face in Miss Ren, otherwise Miss Ren will collect the body for him, Ye Mou warned Miss Ren again, please don't get an inch, otherwise... That's it. As he spoke, he heard the sound of a sword.

Nightwind turned and rode away alone.

Ren Yingying just heard the words of the night wind, she felt bad, her beautiful eyes looked at the big tree beside her, and she was suddenly stunned, only to see that the big tree had been cut off by the night wind at some point, she didn't even see the night wind's long sword out of the sheath, thinking of this, and then thinking about her attitude towards the night wind just now, Ren Yingying couldn't help but shudder, and looked at Xiang Wentian again with a trace of resentment in her eyes.

If it weren't for Xiang Wentian being her father's loyal subordinate, and she had been trying to find a way to save her father from trouble, I am afraid that she would be eager to kill him now in exchange for Night Wind's stay, and now Night Wind is leaving alone, Ren Yingying doesn't know who else can resist Dongfang's undefeated, and her heart suddenly felt a burst of despair, her beautiful eyes were slightly red, and tears flowed down her pretty face.

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