In the slanting wind and drizzle, a corner of the square.

Under a bamboo shed, two young girls stood next to an old man in a high-crowned suit, and not far away there was a handsome young man with a long sword in his chest with a proud face.

"What the hell? Why do I always feel like someone is watching me......"

Lin Hao was wandering around the square like a headless fly, and suddenly had a feeling of being peeped at, and couldn't help but look back.

In the corner, two girls were pointing at him, their eyes full of smiles.

If you look closely, the girl on the left has white and tender skin, a delicate and pretty face, and is playfully covering her mouth and snickering. The woman on the right is wearing a palace dress, with a delicate figure, eyebrows like Yuandai, and a face like frost, which has a majestic beauty.

Not far away stood a handsome and dashing young man, dressed in white like snow, with a proud arc at the corners of his mouth, and a disdainful contempt for everything in his eyes, looking back at the woman in the palace costume from time to time.

"Sister Xuan, look at that weird person, dumbfounded, it's funny!"

The pretty girl pointed at Lin Hao, covered her mouth and sneered, "Dressed in colorful clothes, I'm afraid it's not a savage who ran out of the mountains, hehe......"

"Maybe it's someone from a barbarian tribe......" The woman in palace clothes glanced at her faintly, and her frosty face did not fluctuate.

"Hmph~ It's just an ant in the early stage of the samurai realm, I can shoot a large piece of ...... with one finger"

The young man in white suddenly snorted coldly, with disdain in his eyes, as if it was a great honor for others to take one more look.

"Jiang Lichuan, please go far!"

The pretty girl Qiong's nose was slightly crepe, and she waved her hand like a fly, "This girl didn't talk to you, so stay cool!" ”

"You!" The face of the young man in white changed, and his fair handsome face turned blue and red for a while, and he waved his sleeves away.

"Qingya, he is your senior brother ......" The corners of the palace woman's mouth hooked up and wiped the arc, and in an instant she was as beautiful as a hundred flowers blooming, and in a blink of an eye, the smile disappeared again, and her face became as cold as frost.

"Hee-hee, I'll help you get rid of that stinky fly......" The girl hugged the woman's arm coquettishly, her face full of playfulness.

"You girl......"

"What are you staring at me for? I don't seem to know them......"

In the crowd, Lin Hao touched his head in confusion, "That young man in white is very sassy, what the hell is glaring at me when he leaves, who did Lao Tzu provoke?" I ...... it."

A few warriors next to him exchanged heads for a while:

"Brother Chen, have you received the number plate for the assessment?"

"Haha, I'm number 9951! Fortunately, Lao Tzu came early ......"

"Yes, damn, there are so many people today! Let's go, let's go to the Drunken Immortal Building first......"

"Let's go! If you don't get drunk today, you won't return! Haha......" A large number of people in the square were full of joy, calling friends and running to the restaurant, ready to eat a big meal to celebrate.

"Unconsciously it's noon?" Lin Hao's stomach rumbled, he glanced at the sky, and hurriedly followed the flow of people out of Wutong Academy.

The sky is drizzling, the streets are bustling with pedestrians, and a large area of oil-paper umbrellas forms a moving sea of colors, which is as poetic as a water town in the south of the Yangtze River.

Not far from Wutong Academy, there is a huge restaurant with carved beams and painted buildings, and the height of 30 floors is set off by the surrounding attic, and there is a kind of momentum of seeing the mountains at a glance.

On the twenty-fifth floor of the restaurant, there are many people everywhere.

In an antique private room, the thin young man quietly looked out the window, nibbling on a few chicken legs from time to time.

"The rain is getting lighter?"

A puff of water vapor came to his face, Lin Hao leaned against the window to sip wine, took out the binoculars from his backpack, and looked at the academy in the distance.

Outside the window, the drizzle is hazy, and from this angle, the large streets and markets are crisscrossed like a chessboard, and the pedestrians and behemoths on them are incomparably small, like dense ant colonies crawling.

The Fire-Eye binoculars, combined with the enhanced terrifying vision, allowed him to see even the faces of people from kilometers away.

"The lecture hall of Wutong Academy? There are still a lot of people in the square, huh? Those two robes ......"

Lin Hao moved slowly with the telescope in his hand, and in the streets and alleys a few miles away, he suddenly saw several familiar figures, "Hey~ It's him!" ”

The telescope freezes on a stone bridge.

It is a moss-mottled stone bridge that spans an inner city river dozens of feet wide. The vicissitudes of the green bricks are all over the traces of time, and I don't know how much blood and fire have been whipped.

On the stone bridge, a delicate-looking and elegant young man was standing with his hands in his hands, his white hands holding an oil-paper umbrella, looking thoughtfully at the river, hunting in white, with a gentle smile on his face.

Da! Da! Da! There was a sound of footsteps at the head of the bridge.

Two indifferent men with hats on their heads and dressed in robes stopped suddenly, the long swords in their hands dripping with raindrops obliquely, and the two pairs of cold eyes flashed murderously, staring at the elegant young man without blinking.

The voices in the throats of the two were like the roar of a wild beast, which made people shudder, "We've been looking for you for a long time......"

"I think I'm looking for the wrong person......" The elegant young man's voice was very gentle, staring at the river for a moment, as if admiring the peerless beauty.

"Before we got here, we had lost forty-three good hands...... "The man on the left sneered, his eyes full of ferocity.

"However, everything is worth it......" The swordsman on the right had his face hidden in the shadow of his hat, his voice was like metal rubbing, extremely hoarse and ugly, and he spat out a few words with difficulty: "Give it over!" ”

The sky was drizzling and hazy, and every bit of raindrops that fell obliquely on the surface of the river bloomed on the water surface one by one.

Xiaosheng was quite ashamed...... "The elegant scholar held the stone bridge, the oil-paper umbrella in his hand turned, and the raindrops fell, "I really don't know what the two brothers refer to......"

"It's okay if you don't understand......"

The two clothed guests glanced at each other, and their hoarse voices were extremely penetrating, "Dead people don't need to understand......

The sword light flashed, and the two figures appeared like meteors, and a series of afterimages appeared on the stone bridge.

Suddenly, a viscous and surging murderous aura almost overturned the entire stone bridge and rushed straight through the sky.

"Whew! Shout! The two sharp swords made a sharp roar, and drops of rain were split in two.

The light and speed of that moment, nothing can stop it.

The sword qi around him was vertical and horizontal, and his face hurt.

The two afterimages flickered, and the sky suddenly splattered with debris.

The scholar is like a flat boat fluttering in a storm, his body is flexible to dodge left and right, and he is as elegant as a leisurely stroll.

"Bang Bang Bang~" The stone bridge was constantly bombarded with countless large holes, as if a bright sword rain had fallen, and it looked poignant and gorgeous from a distance.

"Good swordsmanship......

The elegant scholar in white danced wildly without wind, and his body was faster than lightning!

Through the distance of dozens of feet, it is only half a breath.

"Kill!" The two swords clung to the scholar's chest like maggots that had eaten bones, threatening to tear them to pieces.

A drizzle fell, and in an instant, it was split into countless fragments.

The elegant scholar's face was neither sad nor joyful, and he twisted his body slightly, and the two swords that pierced his chest were deflected in an instant.

People pass, and the sword falls.

Two black shadows flickered and flickered, and there were bursts of hurried footsteps.

With a "boom", the scholar jumped up several feet high, twisted a few strands of hair that had been cut off, and the clouds fell lightly on the bridge, "The speed is too slow......"

"Whew!"

"Bang Bang~"