Yoo Wuqiu died.

The sound of the roaring tiger permeated the entire Lexian County, and when the sun rose and dawned, the silver moon that shone all night disappeared, and the breath in the wooden house slowly disappeared with the silver moon.

His heirs had already scattered and fled for their lives because of what they had done, and it was Wang Anfeng who buried him in a small village that the old man muttered.

The villagers are very simple and amiable, the flowers bloom very well, the strangers communicate with each other, and the chickens and dogs smell each other, but if you ask Mei Chuxue, there is no trace of existence, only the oldest white-haired old woman still vaguely remembers that there was a young lady back then, and she looks good when she laughs.

In the cemetery behind the village, Wang Anfeng, Xiahou Xuan and Huang Fuxiong searched for a long time, and found the tomb of Mei Chuxue, which was overgrown with weeds, and the brushstrokes on it were very immature, but the strong attachment and hatred were still difficult to disperse after sixty-eight years, they silently removed the grass, borrowed tools, and buried Liu Wuqiu and the folding fan that had been treasured for sixty-eight years.

"Although the three of us have no name of master and apprentice in Master Liu, they have the fact of master and apprentice, and since we have obtained the true inheritance, we will bury Master Liu with the gift of master and apprentice."

Xiahou Xuan stood in front of the tomb, he and the two guards of the emperor were driven far away, only the three of them stood at this time, his words were the best, there was a dragon chapter and a phoenix seal, on the tombstone, a line of words was engraved with the dragon and moon sword, and then bowed down with Wang Anfeng and Huangfu Xiong, and treated each other with the courtesy of disciples.

After bowing and getting up, Xiahou Xuan looked at the leprosy ghost holding a xylophone in the distance, and said:

"I almost lost my life this time, I'm afraid I won't be able to move around the rivers and lakes easily, and if I can get the true inheritance of a third-grade grandmaster, I also have to practice hard."

Huang Fuxiong smiled, his face still had that somewhat casual look, and said, "You really should practice...... My words, Xue Shisan has been arrested and returned home, there is no way to compete with him, think about it or go back, now I know that my boxing skills are too poor, and I really have no face to walk on the rivers and lakes. ”

"An Feng, what are your plans? Why don't you go to my house with me, although it is in the north of the Saibei, the desert yellow sand, the autumn moon beard, and it also has a different flavor. ”

Wang Anfeng shook his head with a smile and said, "No, Master and Uncle Libo are still waiting for me." ”

Xiahou Xuan's folding fan was lightly tapped in the palm of his hand, pointing at Wang Anfeng and smiling: "But yes, there are still a hundred eight-grade trees waiting for you." Huangfuxiong raised his neck and poured a sip of wine, and said with a long smile: "Hahaha, it is indeed true, An Feng, this is not comfortable!" ”

Wang Anfeng scratched his head and said with a sad face: "I can't help it." Saying that, looking at the two friends, they also laughed together, the three of them laughed heartily, laughed for a while, Xiahou Xuan smiled slightly, looked at the two friends in front of him, and slowly hugged his fists and said:

"Then, goodbye to the rivers and lakes......"

Xiahou Xuan raised his neck and poured all the pot of bad wine from the village into his throat, only to feel that it was extremely spicy, the wine was wet with his clothes, and he slammed it to the ground, smashed it to a pulp, and laughed heartily:

"Goodbye!"

Wang Anfeng exhaled lightly and smiled his head.

"Goodbye."

In this small village with three points of remoteness, Wang Anfeng watched Xiahou Xuan ride away on a white horse, the leprosy ghost walked in steps, it was really like a ghost, the brocade-clothed man hugged his fist and saluted him, picked up the back collar of Huang Fuxiong, stepped on the void, and the heavy knife behind his back roared, which lasted for a long time.

Wang Anfeng watched them go away and turned around to look at the tombstone.

The tomb of the willow master without seeking.

Disciples Xiahou Xuan, Wang Anfeng, Huangfu Xiongli.

The young man laughed, turned away, and no longer had the slightest nostalgia.

Goodbye.

Today, for some reason, I want to drink.

Riding a green horse, with the strength of this beast's feet, he soon went back to the county seat, the city was bustling, far more lively than usual, people talked to each other, elated, all the things that the catkins villa suddenly dilapidated, the truth of the story from the beginning, I don't know how many people and a few hands, has already become unrecognizable, Wang Anfeng chuckled, hit the horse.

After returning to the Li family's rejuvenation hall, Feng Lan and Li Kangsheng's hanging hearts were finally let go, since the incident of beating the catkins villa, the two of them fell into an emotion mixed with self-blame and worry, Feng Lan shed a lot of tears, and saw that Wang Anfeng was not damaged in the slightest, and he was happy from his heart, but he shed tears again.

Wang Anfeng and Li Kangsheng comforted each other, Li Kangsheng was drunk again at night, Wang Anfeng looked at the glass of wine, and still didn't move.

Some people say that they want to hold these children of the family obliquely, in order to blackmail the family of the first county of the immortals, and some people say that it is to use evil treasures to refine the true qi and bloodline to gain its benefits.

There are also rumors that the owner of Liuwu Villa, the greedy and lustful, timid Liu Wuqiu is the Sixiang Pavilion Neiying, and later said this in front of the county guard, the angry Longxiang general Xu Ziyang with a bamboo whip to open the flesh, fainted several times, at that time General Xu was still dressed in a white robe, it seemed to be more plain than usual, his eyes were red, and he was very angry.

Three days later, Wang Anfeng learned all the basics of the Taisu needle, said goodbye to Uncle Li and his wife, became the dragon and moon sword, the remaining ten taels of silver, and the rest was handed over to the Li family medicine hall to help him do good deeds, and he took out five taels in ten taels, and invited Zhang Zhengyang and Zhao Daniu of the Tie Bingwei to get drunk in the largest and best restaurant in the county, and bought some things in the county city market, gave Libo a pot of good wine, put away the clothes given by Xue Qinshuang, put on his short coat again, and led the green horse out of the city alone.

When approaching the city gate, two tall soldiers lined up and pasted a piece of yellow paper at the city gate, and the crowd squeezed over to see, Wang Anfeng only walked by himself, and when he heard Liu Wuqiu's name, he stopped and turned around to look, and the soldier was already in the innermost, repeating loudly:

"Liuwu Villa Liu Wuqiu, with a punch into the realm of the three products on the martial arts, kill the master of the Four Elephant Pavilion, and behead the grandmaster, it is time to hook the celestial phenomena, the sound of the tiger roaring forgets the immortals, the clouds are like a dragon, thousands of miles can be seen, our generation respects it, respects it as the ancestors, can not be insulted, and it should be called another name."

"It's for me to forget the immortal tiger!"

Wang Anfeng's eyes lit up slightly, and he could hear the bursts of exclamation and admiration around him, a grandmaster on the left and a senior on the right, but what he thought of in his mind was the white-haired old man who caressed the folding fan in Liuwu Villa.

He said he had no regrets.

Everyone walked forward like a tide, the only one walked slowly retrograde, the young man in a blue short coat walked out of the crowd, turned over and got on the green horse, with Xue Qinshuang's dagger on his waist, the package contained Uncle Li's sugar cakes, and the good wine for the uncle, lightly raised the horse's reins, the green horse neighed, galloped away with long legs, the wind whistled, patted the horse through the county, the herbal tea shop, swept past the ferry and the mountain villa that became desolate, he seemed to have changed a little, and it didn't seem to have changed at all, the sky was getting late, the familiar cooking smoke could be seen in the distance, and the young man's eyes were bright, long laughing.

"I'm back!"

(End of volume)