Lu Dongli's fingers froze in mid-air, Feng Jinjie was in a hurry to go out to run errands, and patted him on the shoulder without smiling, and said softly: "I'm leaving." "That's it.

Lu Dongli still maintained that posture and stood for a long, long time.

Such a tone, such a smile, such a big change as an idle attitude. In this way, what will be caught, what will be fine, what will be the all-rounder......

In this world, there may be two wind festivals?

Walk with the same way, live and eat together, and get along day and night. The man seemed to know everything about him, and the man seemed to have nothing he couldn't do, he didn't understand. He was treated well, protected by him, cared for by him, healed by him. He worries about what he cares about, he is anxious about what he is anxious about, and he cares about everything he cares about......

It's just because of a promise that someone can really do this. Qu Daoyuan, who are you?

Lu Dongli groped the cave wall and sat down slowly.

clues, how could he not see them. That person often reminded him inexplicably of some past, some old person. However, he was a scholar, and even if his heart was madly yearning and desperate, he could not let himself lose his mind and believe in the strange power of chaos.

It's not that I don't want to, but I can't. He couldn't get through his own level.

Lu Dongli involuntarily touched the old scar on his chest with his hand and forced himself to calm down. He is already disabled, how can he be weak and unwise, and even his heart is disabled.

Nine times, he raised his dagger and pierced Feng Jinjie's body, stabbing himself in the chest. Unforgettable, painful to the heart and lungs.

That person. It's gone.

Since there can be a festival of wind in this world, there can also be people who are like the festival of wind. If he has been with Qu Daoyuan for a long time, because he knows that this person has an old relationship with Feng Jinjie, because of that person's guilt, he intentionally or unintentionally looks for similarities in Qu Daoyuan, and regards him as his shadow, then he also lives up to Qu Daoyuan too much.

Lu Dongli tried to keep his eyes open, but there was still a blur of blood in front of him.

Whoever he is. He's right. Get up! Only when he gets better can he be less involved with others, and when he gets better, he can face all the difficulties and dangers with him...... Get better, at least, at least, and see him with your own eyes...... Finally. He and ......

Can't think about that name anymore, Lu Dongli closed his eyes and gloomed.

For the first time since he was blind, he was so desperate that he would get better, that he could see, and that he was just ...... It's just that...... Will he ever be better?

When Lu Dongli's mood was agitated. The Wind Festival is safe and leisurely. From the dense mountains and forests. Shi Shiran walked towards the height of Shuanglong Ridge, as if he was walking in his back garden.

There was a sudden flash of cold light in front of him. A powerful arrow snatched the ground. Nailed to the big tree beside him, deep in the trees ahead. Someone shouted: "Stop! This is already my Shuanglongling Cangtianzhai forbidden land, the past business travel is not allowed to trespass, friends in the rivers and lakes, please use the name! ”

Feng Jinjie smiled slightly: "Last night, I submitted a book to worship the lord of your village, do you want to be famous again today?" ”

There was a low exclamation in front of him, and the dense grass and trees grew two legs one after another, separating left and right, making way for a path. Several black-clothed men in strong suits took off their disguises, carried bows and swords, and hugged their fists to salute: We are on the orders of the lord of the village, and we will greet the guests who submitted their books last night, son, please ......"

Feng Jinjie accepted everyone's salute safely, and slowly stepped forward with a smile, and the shadows of the trees and grass behind him reunited, and the way was blocked by those "trees and vines" in a blink of an eye.

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Cangtianzhai, which has only been in existence for six years, is already the leader of the underworld in Dingjiang, and it is unfathomable.

At first, it was just a stream of rogues who came from nowhere, but they took root here and opened a small village. The nearby underworld forces, copycat gangs, all forced their doors and wanted to annex them, but they all went and never returned. In just one year, this small group of rogues, who were originally only twenty or thirty people, subdued all the underworld forces in this county, annexed all the cottages within a radius of more than 200 miles, and formed a huge underworld gang.

They did not burn and loot casually, but just relied on the fact that Shuanglongling was on the main trade route, sent men and horses, escorted all caravans and pedestrians, and collected protection money. If someone doesn't give it, they will rob them all, and they will also beat and demonstrate them with cruel hands, but if someone pays for protection, they will protect it to the end, and even if the businessman who paid the money is robbed by other bandits, they will do their best to wipe out the bandits who are not good at robbing and take things back for you.

Because they ask for a reasonable price, a promise of money, and after a long time, the common people and merchants think that they are more credible than the government. When the merchants passed through Dingjiang, they all rushed to send the money to Shuanglongling first. With the protection of Cangtianzhai, in this Dingjiang place, you can rest assured that you can do business, and you can sit back and relax. And those who defected to Cangtianzhai Di, most of them lived a very stable and comfortable life, everyone smacked their tongues, how could they have imagined before, they could be so stable and comfortable as bandits.

Such a branch has

The bandits with a good reputation, the local government has always turned a blind eye Three years ago, General Chen Yongfeng began to garrison Yu Dingjiang before trying to raise troops to kill them.

Chen Yongfeng mentioned the soldiers of a county and killed Cangtianzhai, naturally not because he couldn't get used to the few protection fees they charged, but because the reputation of Cangtianzhai was too loud on the rivers and lakes. According to several first-class masters who went up the mountain to pick the village, but were tied up and thrown down like dead pigs, the three owners of Cangtian Village are definitely top masters. What's even more terrifying is that the disciples of Cangtianzhai are fighting, encircling, and encircling and killing with arrows and crossbows, and they cooperate closely, even if they are masters of good skills, they have to lie down when they are surrounded by more than 20 of them.

This General Chen is a veteran general of Dingyuanguan, who has been fighting on the battlefield for several years, and has been instructed by Lu Dongli and Feng Jinjie, and immediately smelled an unusual atmosphere. It feels very inappropriate for such a large force in the rivers and lakes, whose origin is unknown, and there are no characters in the rivers and lakes who are casual and casual. If one day, they will be guided and trained by someone who cares, and they will understand that they will be a strong army. With such a force, how could he allow it to grow and grow?

It is said that General Chen is also a famous figure in Zhao's army, and it should be easy to raise a county of troops to attack a village. However, those people scattered and fled into the mountains and forests, you advance and I retreat, coming and going suddenly, only the soldiers occasionally sneak attack when a few people are alone. And those civilians, even more of them covered for it, but blamed the soldiers for having nothing to do.

After several attacks, the civilian county guard of Dingjiang County had exhausted his patience with Chen Yongfeng's troubles. What has become of him, a territory with good law and order and excellent political achievements, which has been disturbed into a miasma? The three leaders of Cangtianzhai sent a letter of peace in due course, saying that although Cangtianzhai was a bandit, General Chen would never seek people's wealth in Dingjiang for a day in addition to protecting the people who traveled in the past. The general can tolerate, the sky is up and down, all respect the general Huwei, the general is not allowed, the village is full of people, you can also fight to the death, not an inch back.

Forced inside and outside, Chen Yongfeng was anxious and sighed helplessly. When the disciples of Cangtian Village responded to the enemy's battle, they were rigorous and swift between advance and retreat, and they cooperated with each other in command and dispatch, which was also like an arm's finger, which was not inferior to the soldiers in the army under his command. Wings are in the ...... Wings are in the ...... He came late.

If you don't retreat and leave, you can do the same.

People in the rivers and lakes are facing the encirclement and suppression of the government and the imperial court head-on, and there are very few who can retreat with their whole body. After this battle, the rivers and lakes of Zhao Guoguo paid more and more attention to this small Cangtianzhai.

Today, the cottage of the leader of the underworld in the Jiang, the door of the village is wide open, countless people in black clothes and strong clothes, from the front of the village to the left and right discharge of the majestic welcome ceremony, the three heads of the village look solemn, standing at the gate of the village, looking at the people who climbed the mountain safely in front of them.

Far away, the man's hearty laughter had already come from afar: "Far away from the lower curved road, entrusted by the son of the wind, to find the old friends of Hanhai, the battle of the lonely well to seize the water in the past, the speed of the sword dance under the moon, and the feelings of the three days together, I don't know if the three still remember it." ”

When the three of them heard this, they no longer had any doubts, and they all rushed forward to greet them.

The owner of the village laughed loudly: "How many years have passed, and we have finally heard people mention the old story of Feng Gongzi again." ”

The second village master's voice was hoarse, and his expression was cold: "It's a pity that Feng Gongzi ......"

Feng Jinjie has come to the front of the three people at this time, and he gave a salute: "Although the son is gone, the last wish is still there, I am entrusted by the son to do the most important thing for him before his death, the son once said, if you encounter all kinds of difficulties, you can find three to help, and then I came rashly to ......"

The master of the three villages didn't wait for him to finish speaking, and already held his hands: "Since you are a credible person of Feng Gongzi, you are our brother and friend, brother has something, which of us can stand by and watch." Come on, let's take a sip of wine in the first village, what's the matter, let's talk about it slowly. ”

Feng Jinjie didn't say much, just smiled slightly, and walked into the village as the three of them quickly walked into the village.

People all over the world think that the connections of the Wind King Festival are just subordinate businesses in the old days, which is too much to underestimate his Wind King Festival.

It's been so long since they've forgotten that he started in the desert...... And before he started, there were sand thieves rampant in the desert.

In the desert, he has been doing business for several years, and almost all the sand thieves have been defeated and subdued by him. There were even many sand thieves who came to him from thousands of miles away, unwilling to be robbers anymore, but willing to be guards for his caravans.

However, there weren't many sand thieves he was willing to join the caravan. The world only said that he looked down on thieves and did not want to take in those who were not in the caravan. The people of the world only talked about these scattered sand thieves who were subdued by him, or who gave up everything to defect to him, although they were all driven away by him in the end, but they were all taught and influenced by him to change their ways...... for there is no trace of them above this desert.

But who cares about where those sand thieves who have no fixed place, come and go like the wind, and are brave and abnormal, after they disappear, go.