As the sun sets, the trees are falling, and a young man in Tsing Yi is staggering along the mountain road. It was late autumn and the weather was slightly cold, but he was dressed very thinly.

The golden sun shone on his thin body and slightly green face, he was tired, and he was very hungry in his belly, and when he touched it, he had no money at the bottom of his pocket, which could be described as poor and white, and he patted the sword behind him with his head and said to himself: "Old man, I'm going to starve to death, I don't know how much money you can exchange?"

He was carrying a piece of scrap metal not so much a sword. It was a hilt with an iron bump in it, and the blade was sandwiched between two planks. When people and swords are together, they also seem to complement each other.

In the evening, the stomach did not feel "gurgling", the person had been hungry for three days, and his head became not very bright, and suddenly he faintly heard the sound of horses' hooves in the distance.

The young man thought to himself, "At this time, they are still on their way, and I don't know where they are going?" only to hear the sound of horses' hooves gradually, eight people rushed from behind, looking around, the dust was high on the way to come, and immediately the riders were all dressed in strong clothes, and the saddle hung long swords, and they were running very quickly.

The boy pressed the hilt of the sword with his backhand, licked his lips, and slowly lowered his hand. These men ran to him, grabbed the reins of the horse, and the red-faced old man in the lead asked, "Boy, do you see a pair of young men and women passing by?"

The boy did not answer, but walked forward on his own.

A disciple said, "Uncle, this person is deaf. The red-faced old man said, "Let's go, don't let other sects take the lead!"

The young man said in his heart: "It turns out that they are chasing two people." "He has long been accustomed to vendettas in the rivers and lakes, and he is not surprised.

The sound of the hooves of these people stopped, and there was a rapid sound of hooves behind him, and the sound of hooves was dense, and more than ten horsemen galloped like the wind and swept past him.

The young man didn't take two steps, and suddenly a red horse came back in front of him, and immediately a middle-aged woman asked in a crisp voice: "Little brother, by asking, can you see a handsome man in a white shirt and a beautiful girl in a red shirt?"

The young man saw that this woman was in her thirties, with a fair complexion, and quite charming, so he replied rarely: "I didn't see it." The woman did not say a word, but turned her horse's head around and pursued her after her.

A dozen more groups of people came to him and asked him about the man and woman. Seeing that he didn't answer, they all hurried past him.

Less than half a tea hour away, the bell rang behind him, and more than 20 people chased after him. The young man only felt that his eyes lit up, but he saw that more than 20 horses were all tall and saddled, with bright bridles, and there were men and women immediately, and their clothes were quite neat.

In the life of the young man, he had never seen such a neat and well-marked figure, and he couldn't help but secretly exclaim in his heart: "So beautiful!" A young man in his twenties asked sharply: "Xiao Zhaohua, can you see a pair of young men and women?"

The boy waved his hand weakly.

After walking for a while, I came to a three-way intersection, and three horses galloped to the southeast corner, all of whom were old men in their sixties. One of the men raised his whip and said, "Hey, boy...... boy"

The young man saw that he had a full beard, his beard was seventy percent white, his big black face was full of wrinkles, and he carried a pair of halberds on his back, and said, "You want to ask a handsome young man in white and a beautiful girl in red, right?"

The three of them looked happy and said in unison, "Yes, where are they?"

The boy bowed his head and said, "I haven't seen it." ”

The black-faced old man was furious, pressed the blade behind him, and scolded: "Fuck, you dare to come to entertain Lao Tzu! You haven't seen it, how do you know?"

The young man said coldly: "If you haven't seen it, you haven't seen it, can't you know?"

An old man in gray on his left urged: "Second brother, don't talk nonsense, let's chase after him." The black-faced old man snorted, clamped his legs, and galloped away.

The young man thought to himself: "These people are not weak in martial arts, let's go and chase that pair of young men and women together, I don't know why? Immediately, with a horseshoe print, he walked forward.

When he got out of Lixu, he heard the neighing of horses in a pine forest, and walked over there. I saw many people standing in the open space in front of me, men and women, old and young, with different clothes, each holding a sword, and there must be seven or eight hundred people.

He slowly stepped forward and squeezed into the crowd. I saw that the crowd was half surrounding the two of them, about a few feet apart, but they were not approaching. A woman in red sits on a white horse, and next to her stands a man in white feeding grass to the horses.

The men all stared intently at the man and the woman, paying no attention to the young man's coming.

When the young man saw that the man was besieged by a group of enemies, he was still in good time, and he couldn't help but look at it. I saw that the woman in red on the horse was richly dressed, her long hair was fluttering, her skin was brighter than snow, and her appearance was extremely beautiful, she was really like a pearl and a beautiful jade, and there was an indescribable nobility between her eyebrows;

The young man thought to himself, "Could it be that these people are coming towards that woman?"

The man in white stroked the mane of the white horse, and sometimes smiled warmly at the woman in red on the horse, his eyes were full of tenderness, and he didn't even look at the people around him.

The young man saw that he had a long sword hanging on his horseback, and it turned out that he was also the one who used the sword, although he didn't know the origin of the names of these two people, he couldn't help but feel some sympathy, and immediately squeezed forward, and asked, "I'm hungry, do you have dry food?"

The man raised his head, saw that the young man had a yellow face and thin muscles, and his clothes were thin, so he untied a burden from his horse, threw it to him, and said, "Give it!"

In the crowd, a disciple of the Kongtong Sect saw the man in white throw out the burden, jumped out, and took the burden in his hand first. Just as he was about to open it, his wrist was slightly numb, and as soon as his fingers were loosened, the package had been snatched away by the young man.

The boy was so hungry that he opened the package and took a few big bites on a steamed bun, then walked to the side and squatted down. When everyone saw that there were really only four steamed buns in the baggage, they stopped talking, and turned to look at the man and woman again.

The onlookers all knew in their hearts that no matter how high the martial arts of the man in white were, it would be difficult to support him for a long time, and if he swarmed him, he would eventually run out of strength and be caught.

I only heard a big man in the crowd shouting roughly: "Zhuo Yu, you quickly hand over that thing, don't waste your life here!" The young man's mouth was stuffed with something, and he looked to the place where the words came from, and saw that it was a thin man with a face like gold paper, holding a long sword, and it was the red-faced old man's group.

The man in white named Zhuo Yu smiled and said, "I went out with Miss Jiu'er to play, what's in your way?"

A well-dressed young man said aloud, "Boy, what is the scourge of that thing under your hands, hand it over to us quickly, and save you trouble." ”

Zhuo Yu's gaze swept over everyone: "There is only one thing, you have so many sects, I'm afraid ...... Not enough points, right?"

The man shouted: "You don't want to sow discord, whether things are destroyed or left, we have our own decent judgment, and those who know each other will just put down things obediently, if you are obsessed with it, everyone will cut you into meat paste today!"

The woman in red on horseback heard his words speak viciously, and covered her mouth and let out an exclamation of "ah". Zhuo Yu saw her eyes closed lightly, and the light blue tassels on her earlobes swayed slightly, obviously very scared, and immediately reached out to hold her slender hand, and said softly: "It's okay." ”

The old man with the halberd on his back shouted: "The surname Zhuo, this is the case, why don't you hand over the treasure you stole from the palace quickly, otherwise we will really do it!"

The young man suddenly got up, stood in the middle, and said, "So many of you have surrounded the two of you, what kind of decent family are you?

A monk in the crowd shouted, "Who are you kid?

The young man raised his head and said, "I ate this brother's steamed bun just now, I can't say it, hiccup...... I have to come out to judge the reasoning, I don't know what he stole something, what evidence do you have that he stole it?"

Zhuo Yu couldn't help but be surprised when he saw the young man coming out for no reason, and asked, "Who are you? Why do you want to help me?"

The young man was just about to answer, when one of the people in the crowd screamed, "The news is true, and the thing is on him." Get out of the way, boy, or I'll kill you!"

The young man said: "What you see may not be true, let alone just heard, you are a decent ......" Before he finished speaking, the sword was dazzling, and more than ten blades slashed towards him.

The young man drew his sword with his backhand, and with a slight flick, more than a dozen palms were broken at the wrist, and they fell to the ground with the blades.

Zhuo Yu's expression was stunned, and then he applauded: "Good swordsmanship!"

The red-faced old man is a master of swordsmanship, the first master of the Songyang faction, and at the moment the long sword is unsheathed, the blue light flashes, and he stabs the young man in the chest. The body method is stable and dignified, just like the abyss stopping Yuezhi, and this sword alone implies more than ten kinds of killing moves.

The young man saw that there was no flaw in his body, and with a wave of his wrist, the tip of the sword came out, pointing directly at his throat.

The red-faced old man saw that the enemy sword was coming and was tricky and strange, and he didn't know how to fight, and in his panic, he broke out in a cold sweat, leaned back hard, stood unsteadily, and fell down when he landed.

When the disciples saw him fall to the ground, they all said that he was injured by the young man, and the red-faced old man also thought that he had been pierced by his sword in the throat, and shouted loudly: "Ahhhhhh

"Let's go together!" shouted somebody. More than 100 people rushed up from all sides to rush up, each with a fierce move, like a raging storm and dance, and there was no mercy in the attack.

The young man was alone in front, the sword momentum was fluttering, a sword from the east and a sword from the west, his thin body shuttled through the crowd, and the sound of the blade choking and choking on the ground was endless.

After a while, the young man only felt a pain in his shoulder, and when he saw a steel nail hit the flesh, he pulled out his right hand, blood gushed immediately, and his hand was still struggling to parry.

Zhuo Yu suddenly saw such a strange young man come out to hug him, and he was very touched. As soon as he saw this young man make a move, he knew that he was a good swordsman, but he was only fighting with the masters of various factions with the strength of one person, and after a long time, it was inevitable that his life would be in danger, so he immediately shouted: "Stop, the thing is here!" stretched out his hand and threw a brocade box out of the distance.

The black-faced old man with a halberd on his back saw the box thrown at him, his heart was overjoyed, and he hurriedly flew over to catch it, just about to open it, only to feel a cold chest, a short gun penetrated his chest, the old man looked down and exclaimed: "Big ...... Elder brother. ”

The gray-clothed old man who used the gun said abruptly: "I haven't seen the immortal pill refined by the emperor Lao'er!" he kicked him down and pulled out a short spear.

When the third brother saw that the eldest brother had killed the second brother, he drew his knife and cut it. The old man in gray snatched the box from the corpse, and with a bang, he knocked the third child to the ground and rolled over twice.

Just as he was proud, he was slashed twice in the back, and the brocade box came out of his hand, and only a middle-aged woman could be heard laughing and said: "Don't want to take away this elixir!"

Not to be outdone, the red-faced old man loudly commanded the crowd to snatch it back. Suddenly, the insults of various sects and factions in the forest were everywhere, and the crowd couldn't stop surging with the brocade box, and everyone fell down one by one, blood splattered everywhere, and the screams were endless.

Tong Xiaohui, a female disciple in Citigate, shouted happily: "The treasure box is in the ......!" but before she finished speaking, she fell to the ground, and she didn't know whose hands she died.

Hao Changqing of the Bagua Gate had empty hands and just wanted to escape outside the forest, but he was stabbed to death to death by Wang Lianjiang of the Diancang faction without saying anything.

"Master, come on!" a disciple shouted, "Fang Hong is here to break off!" Who knew that before he finished speaking, Fang Hong fell in a pool of his own blood.

The box was reversed several times, and finally reached the hands of the red-faced old man, who was holding the box excitedly at this time, thinking about the coveted "elixir" in the box, and was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth.

Suddenly, there was a pain in his heart, it turned out that the golden-faced disciple under the door gave him a sword and snatched the box from his hand. The man was smug when an axe slashed from behind him, severing his arm and splitting the box in half with a "click".

"There's no medicine in the box!" the man shouted, "It's gone! It's gone! The pill must have fallen to the ground!" For a while, everyone present was short, some bowed their heads, and some bent over.

Some people knelt on the ground with a "plop", and then the sound of "plopping" and "plopping" resounded throughout the night, and some people simply crawled to the ground and looked around. These so-called decent people all groped around in the grass with their palms, and the golden-faced man who had just broken his arm didn't even have time to stop bleeding, and knelt on the ground frantically looking for medicine.

Anyone who has a little selfishness towards the pill can't pretend anymore at this time. Although almost everyone present wanted to come here to administer justice under the banner of being famous and upright, at this moment, in front of absolute interests, they all showed their true colors.

Zhuo Yu said to the red-clothed beauty immediately: "Jiu'er, let's go." Immediately, the woman nodded vigorously.

When the young man saw that her eyes were glazed, he realized that she was blind, and stepped forward and asked, "What are they fighting for?"

Zhuo Yu said calmly: "They thought it was the elixir of immortality refined by Emperor Jiaqing. ”

The young man said: "Elixir?"

Zhuo Yu sighed: "In fact, everyone in the world will die, but some people die early, and some people die late, and they will die eventually." Everyone is inevitably suffering from birth, old age, sickness and death, and if we want to live forever and be free from reincarnation, how easy is it to talk about it? What elixir of immortality is just empty talk. ”

The young man asked, "Since you don't want this elixir, why did you steal it from the palace?"

Zhuo Yu shook his head and said, "They all think that what I stole from the elixir when I entered the palace, but in fact, I stole something ten million times more precious than the elixir." ”

The boy asked, "What is it?"

Zhuo Yu smiled: "It's her." As he spoke, he climbed on the horse's back, "Heaven is unpredictable, the world is unspeakable, how can everything be as expected? Compared with Jiu'er, the joys and sorrows on the rivers and lakes, the blessings and misfortunes, honor and disgrace, all have nothing to do with me." As he spoke, he inserted a butterfly silver hairpin in his hand into Jiu'er's bun and hugged her down the mountain.

Time is thin, and the sunset is colorful. Zhuo Yu rode the horse and said: "The rivers and lakes are extremely eye-catching, neither fog nor smoke. When the old people met, the vertical and horizontal righteousness was thin and cloudy...... "The horse went so fast, and his voice became smaller and smaller."

The young man covered his stomach and muttered, "Zongheng?" Then he suddenly raised his head, his eyes flashed, and he rushed over there, shouting as he ran: "Senior brother, I am 'Hengjian' Chen Chong! I have been looking for you......"