Sikong Xingxing dared to steal Ye Gucheng's swordsmanship, Lu Xiaofeng didn't expect him to be so bold.

Ye Gucheng's swordsmanship, everyone who has seen it is dead!

Therefore, Sikong Xingxing is also dying!

The honest monk lowered his head and sighed, "Come with me." ”

He led the way in front of the head, and led Lu Xiaofeng's carriage through several alleys to a small courtyard in the middle of nowhere.

"When I met him, he was already seriously injured and dying, and the monk knew that you had a good relationship, so he wanted you to come and see him for the last time."

The honest monk opened the door curtain, pointed to Sikong Xingxing who was lying on the bed inside, and said to Lu Xiaofeng.

Lu Xiaofeng was in a heavy mood at the moment.

"Thank you!"

He doesn't really have many friends with him, and he is definitely the last one.

But now, his friend is dying!

The honest monk can understand Lu Xiaofeng's mood at the moment.

Lu Xiaofeng walked in, and the honest monk was sitting in front of a stone table outside, the rosary in his hand rolling, chanting some incantations.

His voice was very small, and only he could hear it, because he knew that Lu Xiaofeng would definitely not like his such an unlucky move, but this was the only thing he could do for Sikong Xingxing.

The room was very clean inside.

The beds and bedding are all new.

Sikong Xingxing was lying on the bed, his face was not bloody, his lips were pale, and his breathing was weak.

Lu Xiaofeng approached the bedside with heavy steps.

At this time, Sikong Xingxing opened his eyes, his eyes were faint, the light was scattered, and after seeing Lu Xiaofeng, he said angrily: "You are here." ”

Lu Xiaofeng sat on the edge of the bed and put it on Sikong Xingxing's arm, and his heart was even more sour.

Sure enough, this time it wasn't a lie.

The pulse of the star cannot be faked, and the white cloth and blood stains that peek through the corners of the futon prove it.

"You ......"

"Who told you to steal Ye Gucheng's swordsmanship?" Lu Xiaofeng clenched his fists.

If it weren't for that person, how could Sikong Xingxing think of doing such a thing to find death by himself.

Sikong Xingxing opened his mouth and smiled bitterly:

"He, he asked me to steal Ye Gucheng's swordsmanship, I didn't agree, after all, I didn't want to die under Ye Gucheng's sword."

"But, he made a bet with me."

"He said he could go and steal Simon's swordsmanship of blowing snow......"

"You know, my favorite bet is with people!"

"He said that he was able to steal the swordsmanship of Ximen Blowing Snow, so why can't I steal Ye Gucheng's swordsmanship?"

"Naturally, I have no reason not to agree to him, after all, I am the king of stealing!" When Sikong Xingxing said this, he coughed, and a blood stain coughed up from the corner of his mouth.

Lu Xiaofeng's heart was sour, but he hated iron even more: "How do you know that he is not lying to you, or to deceive you to die!" ”

Sikong Xingxing's eyes stared at the beams of the roof, his eyes were empty, and he smiled bitterly: "He didn't lie to me, because, he has indeed stolen it!" ”

What a smart person Lu Xiaofeng is.

For a moment, he thought of the most famous person in the rivers and lakes in the past two days.

On the corpse of Dugu Yihe, he learned the swordsmanship of Ximen blowing snow...... Zhou Yi!

"It's Zhou Yi, it's that person who made a bet with you!" Lu Xiaofeng's heart was heavy, and he said with some anger.

Sikong Xingxing didn't speak, but it was equivalent to acquiescence, he suddenly laughed miserably, and said:

"I didn't expect it, I didn't expect that our company would lose to others in stealing techniques, and I lost my life."

"Lu Xiaoji, I'm really unwilling!"

He looked at Lu Xiaofeng like this, his eyes were full of unwillingness and regret.

"You ......," Lu Xiaofeng said sadly.

Sikong Xingxing looked at the beam with lost eyes: "I, I am unwilling!" ”

Lu Xiaofeng felt uncomfortable in his heart, and said bitterly: "You, you are so stupid, don't you know that Ye Gucheng's Flying Immortals outside the sky, I will?" ”

When Sikong Xingxing heard this, his body suddenly shook, and then he looked at Lu Xiaofeng in a daze.

Lu Xiaofeng couldn't bear to look at this friend anymore, and said, "Ye Gucheng once looked for me......

Lu Xiaofeng's spirit rhino finger is famous in the rivers and lakes.

Everyone said that there was no weapon on the rivers and lakes that Lu Xiaofeng's two fingers couldn't hold, and in addition, he and Ximen Fuxue were good friends, and there was no one on the rivers and lakes who didn't know.

Therefore, Ye Gucheng had asked Lu Xiaofeng once for this purpose a few years ago, the purpose was to verify whether Lu Xiaofeng's Lingxi finger could hold his Flying Immortals outside the sky, and to inquire about the situation of the Ximen Blowing Snow that was as famous as him.

Then.

That sword, Lu Xiaofeng really caught it!

However, he was not able to clamp it!

In the end, it was Ye Gucheng who collected the sword and did not let Lu Xiaofeng die under the flying immortals outside the sky.

That time, Lu Xiaofeng saw the legendary White Cloud City Lord Ye Gucheng's perfect sword, which was known as flawless and immaculate-Flying Immortals Outside the Sky.

Not only did he see it, but he also learned the swordsmanship.

It's just that he can only show two or three percent of his strength.

At this moment, when Sikong Xingxing heard Lu Xiaofeng tell what happened a few years ago, his face flushed at this moment, and he struggled to get up excitedly: "You...... You will fly immortals out of the sky, you will actually fly immortals outside the sky, hahahaha......"

He laughed out loud, then coughed violently.

But he laughed anyway.

He smiled so happily.

"I didn't lose, I didn't lose!"

Lu Xiaofeng was in pain in his heart, if he had told Sikong Xingxing about this earlier, then Sikong Jiaxing would not have to go to Ye Gucheng, and he would not have lost this friend because of this.

"Lu Xiaoji, you have to help me!" Sikong Xingxing grabbed Lu Xiaofeng's sleeve tightly, and his eyes were bright: "If I steal the king, I will never lose in stealing." ”

Lu Xiaofeng's face was full of pain and unbearability.

"I promise you!"

"My agreement with him, just three days later, in the forest outside the nunnery, you only need to show him the flying immortals outside the sky, proving that I have picked up the stars and have not lost!!"

Sikong Xingxing's eyes slowly dimmed.

Lu Xiaofeng got up at this moment and said resolutely: "You have a good rest here, I'll go find someone to save you!" ”

Sikong Xingxing's eyelids twitched when he heard this, but the movement was very subtle, and Lu Xiaofeng was not able to notice it.

Lu Xiaofeng didn't want to delay any longer, so he immediately rushed out of the house, he definitely couldn't lose this friend.

There are so many famous doctors on the rivers and lakes, I don't believe they can't save Sikong Xingxing.

It can definitely be saved.

The honest monk outside the courtyard was still chanting, and suddenly he saw a light figure on the horse, and then cut off the saddle with the carriage, and patted the horse out of the courtyard, it was Lu Xiaofeng, who was anxious to go to Sikong to pick up stars and seek medical treatment.

"Lu Xiaofeng......"

The honest monk sighed, then got up, came to the door, and lifted the curtain.

However, the scene after lifting the curtain made his eyes widen.

"Stars in the Sky!!"

I saw Sikong Xingxing, who was supposed to be on the bed, writing something with a pen at the moment!

It doesn't matter, the important thing is that he actually got out of bed.

With such a serious injury, Sikong Xingxing should not have been able to move.

Sikong Xingxing saw the honest monk at the door, quickly finished writing the page, put it on the table, and said quickly in his mouth:

"Hurry up, hurry up, this place can't stay, if Lu Xiaoji really calls the doctor, he will be in trouble!"

Honest Monk: "......"