Chapter 132 - The Dream of Weaving Dreams

In the dream, the sword that weaves dreams continues......

The fiery red sun in the sky is enthusiastically unrestrained, the dead leaves in the forest on the ground make a "popping" sound under the scorching sun, and a few autumn cicadas on the branches keep tearing and chirping, one by one, "I know... Got it", it seems that even the autumn cicadas hiding in the shade of the trees can't stand the heat. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

A man in the forest was walking quickly, he was dressed like an old farmer, but he must not be an ordinary old farmer, because he did not have a callus on his hands, and more importantly, he stepped on the leaves with every step, but he did not make a sound.

In the scorching sun, the man kept wiping the sweat from his head with both hands and gasping for breath, and saw that he licked his tongue every few steps, and it seemed that his mouth must be very thirsty. After walking for a while, seeing that he hadn't walked out of the woods yet, he couldn't help gritting his teeth and muttering, "Damn!" After speaking, he took out a water bag and licked his chapped lips and prepared to drink two sips, but the water in the water bag seemed to have been drunk long ago, and only a few drops came out.

A few drops is a few drops, and it's better than nothing. He was licking a few drops of water to moisten his mouth, when a gust of wind blew, like a heat wave.... Also, in such a hot and humid day, the wind is also sultry. Blown by this hot wind, he put on a bored expression on his face and scolded: "Damn! Why is Lao Tzu's luck so bad, isn't it just to catch a few little girl's skins and be happy.... This bullshit scholar didn't know where he came out, and he has been chasing Lao Tzu for almost a month!"

After scolding, he licked his lips and began to walk on, but with the scorching sun, it was hot, thirsty, and tired.... Under these pressures, he had no choice but to stop and hide in the shade to rest.

As soon as he sat down, he heard a few laughs, and in the midst of the laughter, he lazily asked, "Won't you run away?" I thought you could hold on for a few days..... It looks like I'm looking up to you. ”

The laughter and the words fell in his ears, and he swore that it was the most unpleasant voice he had ever heard in his life! The most hated voice, and even more so the sound of his fear, was the result of his twenty-day fugitive. He first took a few steps back with a frightened expression, and then roared with a hideous face: "Holy shit! Destroy Lao Tzu's gang and chase and kill Lao Tzu for another month! Get out and fight Lao Tzu to the death! If Lao Tzu is afraid of you, it will not be a black whirlwind! It's a big deal that he will be a good man again after eighteen years!" Although he said very boldly, looking at his trembling body and trembling tone, his heart was already full of fear.

"Bah! What a good man! Rape, kill, plunder, and do all kinds of evil! The master won't chop you into meat paste today! The master won't call you the wind!"

As soon as the words fell, in the eyes of the black whirlwind, the terrible young scholar slowly walked towards him, the young man was dressed as a Confucian student, and his face made people feel upright! After seeing the three-foot Qingfeng hanging from his waist, the black whirlwind's body trembled a few times! It was this sword that ruined everything he had built up for more than 20 years!

Black Whirlwind bit his tongue hard, and the pain in his tongue finally freed him from a trace of fear, and he gritted his teeth and asked, "Have I offended you?"

Mingfeng took a step forward and said coldly, "No!"

"Has the Black Whirlwind ever offended your friends and family?"

"No!"

"But the black whirlwind is blocking your wealth?"

"No!"

The same answer, "No!" The young man's voice was a little colder, and the distance under his feet was a little closer to the black whirlwind. The black whirlwind watched the life-seeking steps get closer and closer to him, and he stared at him with a cold pupil and shouted, "Just because of those little girlies?"

After hearing this, the young man took another step forward, the long sword in his hand was unsheathed, and the young man held the long sword and slowly walked towards the black whirlwind, saying as he walked: "It's been almost a month, have you not been able to sleep at night this month, and you dare not swallow your stomach for a while! This month you have dressed up as a merchant, a soldier, an official, or a peasant! You have taken the waterway and the official road! Now you have fled to the wilderness and woods....... You're scared, aren't you, you must be terrified!"

As he spoke, the young man took out a few ribbons of hair from his bosom with his other hand and threw them into the wind and continued: "When they are caught and insulted by you, they are also afraid!"

The black whirlwind looked at the footsteps as if black and white impermanence were coming to ask for his life, and with every step the boy took, he took a step back. Listening to what the young man said again, all the memories of fleeing all the way these days instantly came to his mind, eating everything when he was hungry, even rats! Drinking everything when he was thirsty, even his own urine! His nerves collapsed instantly, and he pointed at the young man and shouted: "You madman! You must be a madman! Only a madman will hunt down another unknown person for the sake of a few people he doesn't know! Only a madman will be like you, and he will keep torturing a person before killing him!"

"Crazy?hahaha!hahahahaha!" Narukaze seemed to hear the most ridiculous joke in the world, and there were a few tears in his laughter.

The black whirlwind listened to his laughter, and a crazy laugh reached his brain, and even crushed his last nerve, and he collapsed on the ground, urinating incontinence, and kept retreating, and said incoherently: "Don't kill me! I can give you all my possessions! Don't you want those little girls? I'll catch some more and send them to you! I'll give you whatever you want, please don't kill me! Please don't kill me!"

Naruto finally finished laughing, he looked at the windswept headband in the air and said in a deep voice, "What I want..... It's for you to die in fear!"

When the words fell, Ming Feng waved the long sword in his hand lightly. It seemed that this sword did not feel pain, because the black whirlwind did not know how he died until he died, he did not feel pain, his eyes were just full of fear, he just knelt on his knees and maintained a confessional position.

The wind stopped, and a few more "Know, know" sounded, Mingfeng withdrew his long sword and said, "Your Excellency has followed me for seven days, it's time to come out, right?"

The voice fell, and then a burst of "snap" applause came out, and then I heard a voice with praise say, "Yes, the sword is fast!" and the voice came out with a young man of about twenty years old.

The eyebrows of the person who came were like swords, his eyes were like gods, and his face was revealing a majestic and domineering aura all the time..... Obviously he looks like a general, but he is wearing a Taoist robe, and the broadsword behind his back looks very heavy, and he seems to be a person who likes to fight hard.

After observing for a while, Mingfeng said in a deep voice: "If you go down again, I don't know what your name is, and what is your purpose in following me for seven days?"

While Narukaze was observing him, he was also observing Narukaze. Well.... Speaking is neither humble nor arrogant, and he is dressed like a scholar, and he seems to be a scholar, but this sword is good, but he can't see where his swordsmanship comes from after looking at it for a long time, which is really interesting.

"Xuan Zhen Gu Xuan!"