Ouyeel Guiyuan's smile disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Sunlight casts light and dark shadows and specks through the prismatic gaps in the carved windows, and the sunlight is clear and warm, with a transparent texture of gold, and even the dust shines.

The young man in front of him gently placed the hat on the table and smiled at him.

Under the sun, it was all illusory as a dream.

It was a face he was very familiar with, just like what he saw when he saw it when he decided that this man was going to die, and when he dropped the chessboard, the corners of his eyes were slightly downward, and the corners of his lips seemed to be always smiling, and he didn't seem to be the slightest bit aggressive, and he never got angry.

Although there is force, but there is no heart to fight, in this world of great contention, but a chess piece, in their own hands can be played with at will, after use, more can be thrown on the ground at will, with the foot on it, as a stepping stone and whetstone in exchange for the importance of the valley.

As for the future, no one cares whether the stone lives or dies, whether it falls into the dust, or whether it turns from a hard edge and corner to a piece of debris, no one cares.

Who cares if you don't have a father or a mother?

It was supposed to be like this......

But the scene in front of him now made his hands and feet a little cold, and this stubborn stone, which should have been shattered to the ground, appeared in front of him in the most direct way.

And he was supposed to be playing chess behind the scenes, but he was here, but he was seriously injured. The only thing that can be relied on is the martial arts that he is not very good at, and a sword slave who can barely be regarded as a fourth-grade.

Man is a sword, I am a fish.

Fang Cai's euphoria and ambition now seemed like a joke.

Ouyeel Guiyuan did not resist, after his heart shook violently, he calmed down at an amazing speed, looked at Wang Anfeng, exhaled as if he had accepted his fate, and said with a wry smile:

"I didn't expect it to be you."

"The chess pieces and the chess players sit together like this, the doctrine of destiny, there is really often a wonderful irony, I ended up in such a depressed situation now, or I deserved it."

Wang Anfeng was noncommittal and did not answer.

Ouyeel Guiyuan leaned back and sat on the chair, his fingers flicked the teacup, and took the initiative to say:

"You shouldn't have come here just to seek revenge? I guess you want to ask me something, for example, why did you attack you one after another, and why did you attack Dongfang Ningxin later......"

Wang Anfeng didn't know why, but a word often said by villains in the book rose in his heart, the corners of his mouth were picked, and he said gently:

"Talking to smart people is easy ......"

Ouye Guiyuan closed his eyes, seemed to have made up his mind, and said:

"I'll tell you."

"You have also seen the people who chased me, I have completely parted ways with Sword Forge Valley now, from now on, I don't need to obey Sword Forge Valley's orders and do something against my will, let alone protect it."

"So I won't hide those things, I'll tell you everything."

Speaking of this, Ouyeel Guiyuan seemed to be recalling, and his voice paused deliberately, and said:

"You guessed right, these two actions are related to your father."

"The seventh in the world, Wang Tiance, the general of Great Qin, and the young master of the Dongfang family, Dongfang Ningxin."

"The reason for this is extremely complicated, what I asked for in Sword Forging Valley involves a divine weapon that fell into your father's hands back then......"

Wang Anfeng repeated:

"Divine Soldier?!"

Ouye Guiyuan nodded and said, "Not bad, Divine Soldier." ”

"Sword Casting Valley, Sword Casting Valley, this place was originally just a few craftsmen gathering together, and what they sought was not fame or profit, but just the world's famous weapons. Admiral Tiance does not practice martial arts, and he can't mobilize his qi and use famous swords, but the divine soldiers, except the divine soldiers, are not among them, and you should be very clear about various reasons. ”

Wang Anfeng was silent and said calmly:

"The Divine Soldier Confesses the Lord."

Ouyeel Guiyuan knocked on the table and said:

"Yes, the divine soldier recognizes the Lord!"

"The gods have spirits, choose their masters and follow them, the lord dies and escapes, and what's more, the sword of the person dies, the phoenix goes, and the sycamore withers."

"Ordinary martial artists hold divine weapons, and their own qi and weapons are connected, although they have been greatly buffed, but they also limit the play of divine weapons, and it is precisely because the Tiance general does not know martial arts, but will not limit the ability of the divine soldiers themselves."

"According to the secret records in the Valley of the Forged Sword, he was briefly recognized by two divine soldiers, and these two divine weapons have completely different temperaments. One is called the Dragon Slashing Dagger, after the world is unified, he kills the prince of Qin, escapes away, and disappears. ”

"The other one is the second famous sword in the world, since ancient times, there are not many weapons contained in the Sword Casting Valley, this sword is still ranked seventh, the divine soldier Zhan Lu, and the Qin Emperor Tai'a sword are even under this sword......"

The voice paused slightly, and Ouyeel Guiyuan changed his words and said:

"Do you know, Wang Anfeng, why your father can be ranked seventh in the world?"

Without waiting for Wang Anfeng to speak, he said to himself:

"Don't you think it's strange?"

"Even if he has a lot of prestige, but the people in the rivers and lakes have always been unruly, ordinary people in the court, rarely scolded eagle dogs, the prestige of the criminal department is great, and the contemporary is not inferior to your father, so he is contemptuously called a weeping dog, why can he be feared by the world alone? Even the four words Tiance Shenwu can be accepted by the people of the rivers and lakes? There is no obstacle for you to gain a foothold in the rivers and lakes. ”

He looked at Wang Anfeng, his tone was curious, and he seduced:

"Anyone who wants to do this needs to do two things, the first point, the people of the rivers and lakes do not dislike him, or at the same time thank him, and the second point, he makes this river and lake convincing enough, and in this river and lake, there are seven sects, there are hidden doors, and there are swords to open mountains and rivers."

"How can a powerless scholar who is afraid of death do this?"

Ouyeel Guiyuan sold a pass, looked at Wang Anfeng with a smile, as if waiting for him to guess, and in his words, he had slowly grasped the rhythm.

If this is compared to a sword confrontation, he has already taken the lead at this time, no matter how Wang Anfeng answers, it can be regarded as falling into the field he is good at, he still has many things to do, and he doesn't want to die here.

Wang Anfeng didn't answer, his eyes were slightly constricted, and when the smile on Ouyeel Guiyuan's face couldn't be maintained, he made a move, and the thumb and index finger of his right hand gently rubbed the tea cup, and a red line of fire flowed on the back of his hand, forming a unicorn avatar.

A scorching wave of air began to silently take over the room.

Ouyeel Guiyuan's black hair on sideburns was a little curly because of the heat.

Wang Anfeng held the teacup in both hands, his eyes were slightly constricted, behind him, the flame heat wave turned into a huge unicorn head, a pair of copper bell-like eyes stared at Ouyeel Guiyuan, Wang Anfeng raised his hand and took a sip of tea, still didn't look at him, and said lightly:

"Why?"

Ouyeel Guiyuan's face was as usual, as if he had no intention of stopping at the beginning, and said with a smile:

"The only thing that can convince the people of the rivers and lakes is force and frontal fighting."

"Among the anecdotes in the rivers and lakes, the general, who is extremely afraid of death, has only one record of fighting with someone in his life."

"Only this time, I used Zhan Lu to nail the immortal monarch of the Star Palace in the belly of the mountain, and the great masters of the world went to one of the three, only this battle, the world shook, and the list was listed as the seventh in the world."

"If it is listed in the top three, there will definitely be turmoil, but seventh, no one is unconvinced, and some people even feel that it is a little low and make a fuss."

Wang Anfeng closed his eyes and didn't speak for a long time, and the last shortcoming in his mind about his father's affairs back then was finally filled.

Libo said that his father had obtained a treasure that was enough to suppress the dragon qi backlash, but later he couldn't suppress it, causing the dragon qi to backlash.

Zhan Lu is the sword of benevolence, when the sword is completed in history, the light runs through the sky, the sun and the moon shine, the stars avoid color, and the ghosts and gods cry out, which has always been held by the emperor, and it is natural to suppress the dragon qi with the emperor's sword.

As for what happened after that, he was able to speculate.

From ancient times to the present, there are hundreds of millions of martial arts practitioners in the world, and there are only two people who can be stronger than the great grandmaster in the realm.

Killing the great master without dying, even if there is a seventh divine soldier, he must have paid a price unimaginable to ordinary people to win a glimmer of opportunity.

But almost immediately, he realized that something was wrong, Ouye Guiyuan did not say it explicitly, but pointed out in his words that the people who came to the Sword Casting Valley wanted to find him, it should be because of the Zhan Lu Sword, that is, Zhan Lu was not damaged in that battle.

Divine weapons are different from ordinary weapons, the spirit of the weapon is immortal, and it will not rot and rust if it is allowed to go through the vicissitudes of life, and it will naturally gather spiritual charm every day, even if it is slow, it can be recovered sooner or later. Even this sword, as a proof and concept of the existence of the [Emperor Benevolent Dao] itself, was enough to suppress the dragon qi and prevent it from moving.

But my father and mother still relapsed and died, and they died slowly.

It was as if the dragon qi was slowly tempting, corroding their bodies little by little, confirming that the previously suppressed divine weapon spirit had disappeared, before it suddenly erupted and raged and killed them.

Although his mother had no way to buy the middle three grades, she must have the realm of seven grades, and her physique was stronger than her father, but she died before him, probably because the latter was the lord of Zhanlu.

Wang Anfeng's momentum gradually decreased, and Ouyeel Guiyuan threw out the second important news at this time, and said with a smile:

"Back then, the Zhan Lu Sword lost all its spiritual charm, but it was still in the hands of Admiral Tiance, and ordinary people knew that the divine soldier recognized the master, and no one in the world could use it except for its master, but this was just a misunderstanding caused by the rarity of divine soldiers."

"This speculation is roughly correct, but it misses two points, one is that blood relatives can also borrow the power of some divine soldiers, and after the separation of qi and engine, it can also be used by people, in addition, the craftsman who forged the divine weapon can also forcibly recall the divine soldier back ......"

Wang Anfeng interrupted his speech for the first time, and his voice was low:

"Ou Yezi is already a figure from three thousand years ago!"

Ou Ye Guiyuan nodded and said: "Yes, but our lineage is the descendants of Ou Yezi, the Sword Casting Valley was founded by the ancestors of Ou Yezi, and the twelve commanders originally inherited the name of the ancient famous craftsmen, led by the cadre Mo Yezi, and to this day, each generation of valley masters is still called Ou Yezi." ”

Wang Anfeng said: "After three thousand years, if Ou Yezi's bloodline is preserved in future generations, how can it stop at 100,000 people?!" What's more, the bloodline of three thousand years has been handed down, and it has long been mottled......"

"How can it be mottled?!"

Ouyeel Guiyuan suddenly raised his voice slightly, a little harsh, and immediately noticed his gaffe, took a deep breath, and said calmly:

"It won't be mottled, our bloodline is still the same."

Wang Anfeng shook his head slowly and said:

"Impossible, conceived in October, the blood of the father and the mother, as long as one of the two parties has another bloodline, it will be mixed in, three thousand years is too long, and the connection is almost imperceptible, unless both parties are ......"

His voice paused slightly, his eyes opened slightly, he looked at the calm and excessive youth in front of him, and felt that his moral concept had been greatly impacted, and he calmed down after a few breaths, and said:

"Forged Sword Valley, are you crazy?"

Ouye Guiyuan said lightly: "You don't understand, in short, back then, the Sword Casting Valley used a special method to forcibly call away the Zhanlu Sword that had exhausted its spiritual charm, but the divine soldiers had spirits, and after being sealed, they refused to be held by the valley master, so they had to be sealed for the time being." ”

"More than ten years ago, there was a riot with this sword, killing and injuring hundreds of people."

"Since then, the sword spirit has refused to respond to Ou Yezi, I just said that the blood relatives of the Lord of the Divine Soldiers can partially rely on the power of the divine soldiers, so if the Sword Casting Valley wants to master the seventh divine weapon in the world, Wang Tiance's blood relatives must die......"

"Then use the Oriental Family's life technique to mislead the divine soldiers and steal the sky. And in order to prevent the matter from being revealed, as well as ...... Worried that the abandonment of the Dao Zhenyue Sword would be born again, he asked me to make a secret move. ”

"That's all I know."

After Ouyeel Guiyuan finished speaking, the atmosphere in the room was quiet and terrible for a while, as if he had suddenly reached the center of the storm, Wang Anfeng did not speak, and Ouyeel Guiyuan's heart city was not bad at all, and the two were silent with each other.

After a long time, Ouyeel Guiyuan seemed to have made up his mind, stood up, straightened his clothes, regardless of his injury, coughed, put his left hand lightly on his right hand, bowed solemnly to Wang Anfeng, and said:

"Wang Anfeng, I have a word."

"In the past, the grievances were all because of the orders of the Sword Forge Valley, so I had to be your enemy, but now, the Sword Forge Valley is the common enemy of you and me."

"I know that I have hurt you a lot before, but now you and I have a common enemy, we should turn away from enmity and hatred, and the same enemy is, I know a lot about the affairs of the Sword Forge Valley, and you will definitely be of great help, wait until the Sword Forge Valley is destroyed, and then pay attention to personal grievances, how about it?"

When Wang Anfeng looked at the salute in front of him, there was no ambiguity in the young man, even if he was an opponent and was framed by him several times, he couldn't help but feel admiration, this person's judgment and grasp of the current situation, as well as the degree of determination, were far above him.

When he first came in, he obviously had enough expectations for Sword Casting Valley, but now, he secretly threw out the first-class key points in Sword Casting Valley, and the reasons and benefits given were even more sufficient.

If you don't have a husband, you will definitely say yes, right?

Wang Anfeng sighed in his heart and stood up

Ouyee returned to the Yuan and bowed, Yu Guang saw Wang Anfeng stand up, and when he thought he was going to help him, he found that Wang Anfeng took out a cyan porcelain bottle from his arms, and then poured the contents into the tea bowl.

Ouyeel Guiyuan's face changed slightly, and he said:

"Brother Wang, this is ......"

Wang Anfeng didn't answer, his movements were gentle, he put down the porcelain bottle, lifted the teapot again, poured the tea into it, and scattered the medicinal powder.

Ouye Guiyuan's pupils shrank, and he felt ridiculous in his heart, he knew the style of the young man in front of him, just like before, he didn't make a move on Xiao Runlin and Lu Yongmei, this is the reason why he felt that he could survive.

It is the nature of the tiger to eat people, and the temperament of the person in front of him does not like to kill, so when he guessed Wang Anfeng's current actions, he felt even more ridiculous, and said:

"I've already admitted defeat, Wang Anfeng, I'm willing to join forces with you!"

"Do you want to attack a man who has already admitted defeat and is helpless? Is this the style of a Confucian disciple?! ”

Wang Anfeng said calmly: "Master's words, repay virtue with virtue, and complain directly." ”

Yan Yan took the tea bowl and stepped forward, and when he approached, Ouye Guiyuan suddenly burst out, raised his hand and shot out a qi machine, it was hard to believe that with the sick and weak body he had shown before, there was still such a thunderous method.

And that energy hit the teacup directly.

He had already guessed that Wang Anfeng didn't kill him directly, there must be a mystery in this medicine, so as long as the teacup was broken, at least he could fight for a trace of possibility.

Even if Wang Anfeng has really cultivated to the fifth grade, within a short distance, he suddenly struck, and when he didn't have time to mobilize the divine weapon's qi, there was no hope of killing him, but there was a great possibility for him to lose the cup.

The thought in his heart was like flying lightning, Ouyeel Guiyuan's palm had already fallen on Wang Anfeng's body, precious and precious, the divine weapon qi that had been forced to the limit and not exposed was poured into Wang Anfeng's body as he wished, but it did not cause the slightest ripple.

The navy blue hem of the clothes swayed slightly, and under the sun, the flying dust danced.

Without waiting for Ouyeel Guiyuan to react, Wang Anfeng had already raised his left hand, pinched Ouyeel Guiyuan's chin, poured tea into his mouth with his right hand, and then released his palm.

Ouye Guiyuan staggered back two steps, coughed constantly, fell to his knees, grabbed his neck with one hand, and put the other hand into his mouth to induce vomiting, but it didn't have any effect, just felt more and more painful, and his consciousness was scattered.

The reluctance suppressed in my mind kept coming out.

Just a chess piece......

A mere whetstone......

How so?! How so!

How could I lose?!

And...... How could his temperament change so quickly?

In the blurred vision, Ouye Guiyuan saw that the curvature of the navy blue youth's face had changed, and then put the hat on his head very calmly, turned around and walked out.

The back is tall and his steps are steady, which is completely different from the Fufeng library in his memory.

Just like the original bladeless heavy sword without a blade, now it has been quenched and sharpened in the fire and cold springs, polished until it is sharp, and its behavior is not sharp, but it is decisive enough.

Why is this happening?!

It's all because of yourself, and it's not just because of yourself.

Connect with the master who appears at the critical moment......

Ouye Guiyuan realized in his heart, his face turned red because of the medicinal properties, the blood vessels in the forehead horn were swelled and highlighted, and he fluctuated violently, and a trace of self-deprecating feelings suddenly rose in his heart, and there was more powerlessness.

Whetstone, who's whetstone?

What a big game of chess.

What a clever and unreasonable hand.

Ouye Guiyuan reluctantly stood up, overcoming the increasingly intense pain, and opened his eyes to see Wang Anfeng push open the door and walk out, watching the sunlight spill in and tilt in, as if gold, but it was already another world.

He slumped back in his chair, his original ambition and ambition completely dissipated with vitality, his eyes gradually dilated, and there was a hint of self-deprecation at the corner of his mouth, as well as a casual smile as usual.

"Lose, lose......"

"Still, it's fine."

"Is a chess player also a chess piece?"

"It's good, it's good, it's a good ending......

The voice paused, he squinted at the sun, and let out a last unwilling but satisfied murmur in his throat.

"The sun is so warm today......"

Crunch –

The wooden door in disrepair made a long sound when it passed, Wang Anfeng walked out, closed the door, the golden sunlight cast through the crack of the door, gradually narrowed, and finally became a golden thread, reflected in the pupils of Ouyeel Guiyuan, as if there were fine stars shining brightly, and then returned to dimness, Wang Anfeng leaned over slightly, and said:

"Farewell, calm your nerves and have no dreams."

The voice was faint.

"Ouyeel returns to the ......"

He immediately nodded at Shi Huaidie, who was waiting not far away, raised his hand and pressed the hat, turned around and strode away.

PS: Today's update presents............

5,500 words, each chapter is more than 2,700 words......