Hongfei Bai lost his soul and stood up, but he did not forget to hold the sword in his hand.

Wang Anfeng looked past him, looked at the scenery behind him that was stabbed by a sword, and his eyes were amazed, and the scene in front of him that was stabbed out by the sword qi and was broken and messy was not inferior to the glazed scenery of the Tianshan Mountains and the snow sea in his eyes.

Just a sword.

With such a sword, he can't stab it out now.

Even if you step into the realm of the five grades in the cultivation of internal force, but it is only a long and endless strength, if you don't have your own comprehension in swordsmanship, there is no way to do the scene in front of you.

He can't do it, Mr. Win can have such a thousand weather with a sword in his hand, and the third master will also use a sword, which is more powerful than this move, but when it comes to the meaning of internal force and charm, it is indeed far from it.

The one who left that thing behind, obviously, must also be a first-class swordsman in the rivers and lakes.

Hong Feibai's eyes raised, there was a feeling in his eyes that he was on the verge of madness, he looked at Wang Anfeng, clenched his long sword, opened his mouth hoarsely, and said:

"Sir, can you give me the package......

Wang Anfeng had a guess in his heart, raised his hand silently, and returned the blue package.

Hong Feibai raised his hand, but he didn't catch it, it seemed that he had consumed too much strength when he had just fought it, the package grazed his fingertips, fell on the snow, and scattered, he raised his hand and stuck the slender long sword in his hand upside down on the ground, leaned down, and rummaged through it.

A burly man walked down the hillside behind him, he held a big black iron bow in his right hand, standing up afraid that he was as tall as a person, and he was carrying a spear behind his back, his face was just and serious, but now his face was full of disbelief, he looked at Hong Feibai over there, his eyes were withdrawn, and he stood five steps in front of Wang Anfeng.

It seemed that he looked up and down the ground for a long time in an uncertain manner, and finally confirmed the identity of the latter, clasped his hands into fists, saluted, and said:

"Ma Hongkuo has seen his predecessors."

Wang Anfeng's eyes fell on the latter.

The latter, like Hong Feibai, was met before he left the village, and at that time, it was this mountain and river gun from the Chilian Gang who was leading people to chase and kill Hong Feibai, Wang Anfeng repelled him, he never thought that he would see it today, and it was he who took action and saved Hong Feibai.

Wang Anfeng didn't have a bad sense of this man, and nodded at him, he wanted to smile, but now he couldn't laugh.

Ma Hongkuo was obviously a little surprised, and his tense body relaxed.

Hong Feibai staggered up suddenly, holding a jade token in his hand, with a long sword engraved in front, and a rather mysterious seal script behind it, which seemed to be an exercise, and then raised his hand tremblingly, and took out another jade plaque from his arms, the two things were almost identical, but on the back of the second token, the seal text seemed to be slightly twisted.

There is an extremely fierce atmosphere.

Hong Feibai looked at the token in his left hand, and then at the token in his right hand, and suddenly he was ruthless, throwing the token taken out of the package into the air, and his palm instantly rested on the hilt of the long sword that was stuck upside down on the ground.

With a clang, the sword came out of its sheath.

A chill flashed.

The girl's token of protection to the dead shattered into several pieces in an instant.

A few pieces of broken jade fell on the snow, crystal clear, and if thrown into a pawnshop, it should be a good product that can be sold for a lot of silver.

Hong Feibai clenched the token with his left hand, and his body trembled slightly.

Wang Anfeng's eyes fell on Hong Feibai, whose body was tense, looking at the latter's eyes red, looking at the crystal clear token in his hand, the words on the token seemed to sense the violent fluctuations in the young man's body, and the white light was flowing slowly, stabbing Wang Anfeng's eyes painfully.

Like a sword.

He had guessed it, and he had finally figured out the question that had been haunting his mind all these days.

Why did Hong Feibai, who was bent on death and volunteered to be an abandoned son, save his life, and why did the girl who took the road to life die in such a remote Fengyue City.

Because the treasure in Hongfeibai's hands is genuine.

Because his junior sister is an outcast, and under the circumstances at that time, he was likely to be the only way to live, including his master and sister, who were very likely to have died at that time, and only hoped that Hong Feibai could live.

Wang Anfeng didn't know what to say.

Previously, he had some complaints in his heart about Master Hongfeibai's plan to treat Hongfeibai as an abandoned son and save his life, but now he felt that the elder of the Heavenly Sword Sect, who was in a desperate situation, took his only daughter as an abandoned son, exchanged his disciple for his life, and inherited it, could he be regarded as a qualified father?

Are you a qualified master or a qualified elder?

Hong Feibai finally couldn't hold back the pain surging in his heart, and his red eyes raised his head and roared.

Voices echoed through the valley.

Pathos and pain.

If it is Jiangdong Gorge at this time, it will attract apes on both sides of the strait to cry and endure for a long time.

Ma Hongkuo heard this long howling sound and was amazed in his heart.

It's just been that I haven't seen him for just two months, and this young man's internal strength has grown sufficiently, I don't know what he has experienced, but seeing Hongfei's white eyes, he was very smart and didn't ask more.

It's certainly not a good thing.

When he was in the city, he didn't recognize Wang Anfeng, but he found Hong Feibai, and found that the latter was not in his heart, and he didn't even find out about the people of the hostile sect, and he was strange in his heart, two months ago, he admitted that he owed Hong Feibai a life, and the Chilian Gang and the other sect didn't deal with it much, so he followed.

Because after all, he had a conflict with Hong Feibai, and he didn't want to come forward to see him, so he only planned to follow behind and escort him up the mountain, so he should return the favor.

Hongfei roared for a long time.

Before, when they heard the movement here, the curious people in their hearts only thought that they were now deaf, and walked on the official road without squinting, not daring to join in the fun.

Wang Anfeng stood in front of the carriage, watched the lost Hong Feibai take two steps to this side, then turned back, cleaned up the broken jade plaque on the ground, put it in the package, and carried it on his back, before he stood up again and walked back and forth, his steps were somewhat unsteady.

Wang Anfeng leaned on the carriage, glanced at the ten miles of snow-free mountain roads, and said softly:

"Go up the mountain?"

Hong Feibai was silent and nodded, his voice hoarse.

"Up."

Ma Hongkuo next to him was puzzled, glanced at Hongfeibai, and suddenly thought of something, and said:

"Are you going up the mountain now to find the head of your Heavenly Sword Sect?"

"My subordinates have inquired about the news, and your master and sister are now also walking in the direction of the Heavenly Sword Gate, you are the first to ......"

Hongfeibai raised his eyes and looked at Ma Hongkuo, who was supposed to be a young man in his early twenties.

But now there is no more high-spirited spirit that young people should have, as if they are Jianghu guests who have experienced the turmoil of the rivers and lakes, with a temperament that has gone through vicissitudes of life, and a hoarse voice, as if it has been smoked, and said:

"My master, where are they ......?"

The mountains and rivers were shocked by Hongfeibai's tone.

But he didn't show cowardice on his face, and he didn't plan to hide this news, this was not very big news, even if he was given a dozen courages, he didn't dare to fight Master Hongfeibai's calculations.

In addition to the vein of the head of the Heavenly Sword Sect, there are also four mountains, inherited from the five disciples of the patriarch of the founding school, with five potentials in the sky, there are five kinds of swordsmanship, Hongfei Bai is the height of the clouds and mist, and the swordsmanship is elegant and chic.

His master was also a murderous sword maniac when he was young, and now he is a six-rank master who has comprehended.

Ten horses were bundled together and thrown in.

That is, there are ten more blood holes.

didn't hide it at the moment, thought about it, put the big black bow in his hand behind his back, raised his hand and broke a piece of dead branch, drew twice on the ground that was dry and hard by snow, made a ghost drawing talisman that made people look at headaches, pointed to a dot, and pulled it straight down, and said:

"This is Sword Guard, you know."

"It's about thirty miles to the north, that's it, but I don't know where it is."

"It's this news, it's also a disciple who went out and accidentally found out, not deliberately following your master and master, our helper is not afraid of those two swords, but Ma someone doesn't want to be taken off his head so early."

He said it rightly.

It's also very calm.

Hong Fei's white eyes stared at the ghost-like map, nodded, and said hoarsely:

"Thank you."

Ma Hongkuo moved his neck a little uncomfortably.

The disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect in front of him, who was still very immature some time ago, now gave him a taste that he had been on the rivers and lakes for a long time, and it seemed that he was facing people of the same generation as himself.

He shook his head and said:

"Two months ago, you didn't ask your seniors to kill me, and I already owe you a favor."

"Now that the favor has been repaid, the next time we meet, I may invite you to a drink, but if my Chilian Gang fights with your Heavenly Sword Sect, I won't release water."

Fu looked at Wang Anfeng again, hugged his fist, and said:

"Then, senior, I will leave here."

Then he got up and climbed up from the mountain wall, but he didn't see how to move, but he had already jumped up, and then he heard the sound of the neighing of the horse, and went away.

At this time, Wang Anfeng suddenly thought of the two injured horses next to him, raised his hand and patted his forehead gently, and a rare trace of chagrin appeared on his face.

"Oops, I should have asked Ma Hongkuo for his horse."

"It's still a hundred miles away from there, and both horses are wounded, so what can we do now?"

Hong Feibai has untied the reins and the holsters of the cart on the two strong horses, without the weight and restraints, these two horses are obviously much easier, and they can stand firmly, they are originally horses running wantonly on the grasslands of many states in the northern land of Daqin, and injuries in the wild are commonplace, so it is not to say that they can't live if they are injured.

The worst and worst were just being caught, healed from their injuries, and resold to the stables in exchange for a sum of money.

There was no beastly activity around Daqin's official road that could swallow a strong horse.

Hong Feibai sheathed his sister's long sword and put it on his back.

Standing in the place where the carriage had been held, he held the carriage with both hands, and the ropes that had been bound to the two horses were tied to him one by one.

This rope was originally to pull the horse, and the most unfortunate thing to pull was also a green ox, a gray donkey, and a big animal, so it was braided extremely thickly, and there were six strands of fine hemp rope wound together, and it was woven into a hemp rope with the thickness of an ordinary gun, which was wrapped around Hong Feibai's body, which was a bit funny.

Wang Anfeng couldn't laugh.

Hong Feibai gritted his teeth and took the carriage and the black coffin on himself, his own injuries were not yet healed, and he was an inner swordsman who cultivated internal qi and practiced swords, he had never practiced the kung fu of the outer door, and it was not a simple matter to pull the carriage, but he walked very steadily.

Wang Anfeng opened his mouth and said:

"Feibai, it's a hundred miles away from that city."

His voice was a little weak, and at this time, he felt so pale no matter what he said.

Hongfeibai nodded silently, pulled the carriage and the girl in the car, stepped on the steep mountain road, walked on the official road, there was snow on the road, as far as the eye could see, everywhere was a white expanse, the place where Ma Hongkuo drew the route pointed to him was very familiar, and he hardly needed to have any memories and thoughts.

He met his sister in front of that street, and was then taken in by the master.

He took the saber under the third plane tree in the old street.

Where he spends three months each year.

"Hey, little beggar, what's your name?"

"I'll call you uncle!"

When they first met, Hongfei, who had a strong air tone, was full of dirty words, snatched the meat bun of a five-year-old girl, and ran away, running faster than a dog.

Slipped under the old huai, gobbled it up, and when he looked up, he saw a young man holding a little girl carved in pink.

At that time, he thought he had seen a ghost, and the meat bag was stuffed in his throat, which made him roll his eyes wildly.

"From today onwards, you will be my father's disciple, my junior brother......"

"Not really."

"You...... You're cheating! ”

"Heh, I served the entrance tea first, and I also lit incense for the ancestors first, this is called the rules of the rivers and lakes, do you understand...... Tell me what you did? ”

"I ...... I, I let my master hug me! ”

"Huh?!"

"Why are you swearing again......"

"Grandpa, I'm willing, what's the matter, are you going to tell your dad again?"

"You...... If you are like this, I will ......"

"That's all you do?"

"I'll cry to you!"

In a few years, Hongfei Bai was born from a thug fighting on the street, was changed from a mouth full of swearing, practiced internal swordsmanship, knew the etiquette of poetry and books, and saw the girl's scalp numb when he shed tears, who dared to bully her, he must beat her back.

He was the last one of the disciples of this generation to have a sense of qi, but he was the fifteenth to step into the ninth grade.

The fourth one entered the eight-rank internal force.

The first to step into the realm of eight products is the grandson of the contemporary head, known as a genius, and then bullied the girl, was hit by Hongfei Bai with a sword, one to thirteen, and sent himself and the thirteen goods into the hospital together, at that time the most seriously injured, but he sat on the bed with a blue nose and swollen face, bragging to the crying little sister, and successfully made the girl laugh.

A light fell on the girl's cheeks, dazzling him.

He thought that was the greatest luxury of his life......

His past was full of sunshine.

Now the sun was in the coffin of black pressing, his past and memories were in the carriage, the carriage was moving around, making a creaking sound, the snow was falling in the sky, and it was shaking to the white head, but after all, there was only one person.

If two people have their whole world together, then one less person is not half a world less, it is a child's algorithm, where is there such child's play in the world of adults?

It should be a huge world, an infinite landscape, and only one person is left with a white head.

That city is more than a hundred miles away from the official road under the Heavenly Sword Gate, to be precise, it is one hundred and thirty-seven miles.

Hong Feibai walked for ten hours.

The shoulders were blistered by the hemp rope, the blisters were worn out, and the blood soaked the clothes, but the steps were still steady.

The soldiers defending the city were dumbfounded, got out of the way, and the news spread far and wide.

He walked to the old street, his eyes were lowered, and he counted the bluestone bricks, and counted forty-seven, next to which were the tall plane trees, and there were birds in the plane trees that were frightened and chirped, and flew into the courtyard opposite the door.

The courtyard door was opened, and several disciples in blue and white sword robes rushed out, and their footsteps stopped, looking at the swordsmen of the rivers and lakes in Luotuo.

My heart shook, all kinds of emotions, but I was left in disbelief, almost muttering:

"Great, big brother......"

"It's Big Brother!"

One of them was stunned, then turned and ran into the inner courtyard, while the others came up and raised their hands subconsciously, either to loosen the ropes on his body for him, or to take the carriage, but none of them could break the fingers of the swordsman, nor could they pull open the thick hemp rope that was used to tie the animals.

Hong Feibai's body was straight, the gray robe on his body was tattered, his hair was tied into a ponytail, and his eyes were silent.

Silent and fierce.

is like Zhan Lu, who ranks seventh among the top ten famous swords.

Wang Anfeng stood still more than 300 meters away from here, he carried the piano on his back, and his right hand was still holding the tattered iron sword, like an ordinary prisoner, he stopped, sat on the tea stall next to him, and quietly watched the development of the situation here.

He accompanied Hong Feibai for one hundred and thirty-seven miles.

But that's all there is to it.

PS:Today is a two-in-one chapter of four thousand eight.,The plot after that needs to be carefully considered.,Including the shortcomings of the plot during this time.,Revised outline,Please bear with me............