readx;? Chapter 56 Pleasant

The wind around him was sharp, and the fall was so rapid that his eyes were blurred. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Ren Wenqiu hugged the Oriental Pearl tightly and looked down, but saw that it was only ten zhang high from the ground, and the rocks at the bottom of the cliff pierced through the air, and the strange stones were grand.

He was so anxious that he hurriedly looked into the distance, and a green color came into his blurred vision.

The situation was too urgent for him to think about. Immediately gritted his teeth, gathered the true strength of his body, twisted his waist, turned around in mid-air, and swept away into the distance, but it was also by the momentum of falling.

With a "bang", his feet stepped on the ground. Rao is revenge martial arts has reached the realm of the top master, and with the power of falling, he has already shed a lot of momentum, but his eyes are still dark and he falls to the ground.

The ground is soft, as if you are in the clouds.

"Where is this, I remember jumping to the bottom of the cliff?!" Although Ren Wenqiu had fainted, the consciousness in his mind was still quite clear. After all, he is full of martial arts and internal strength, and the horizontal branch has eliminated a lot of momentum for him.

After a few moments, he woke up. When he opened his eyes, he sat up and saw that he was lying on a green grass. The grass is tender and green, and there are many wild flowers in the bushes, blooming with various colors, which is also very beautiful. The breeze blows, and a faint fragrance spreads all around.

He was amazed in his heart, and he looked far away. Surrounded by layers of mountains, looking from a distance, it looks like a fervent iron beast spine, majestic and majestic. The distant mountains are green and the trees are verdant, making the red sun on the top of the mountain seem to be covered with a layer of auspicious brilliance, and the sky is even more vast and blue.

Passing through this grassy wilderness is a small river that is crystal clear, and the water is rumbling and rippling from time to time. The rippling water of the river meanders along the dark brown path on the shore, as far as the eye can see, as if flowing to the horizon.

A small bridge with a stone arch seems to appear on the edge of the sky. The horizon is actually not far away, a piece of green grass and a pool of clear water have fused the world together, making the horizon seem to be right in front of you.

The water under the bridge is tinkling, like the sound of a piano, rippling in this warm wind, which is also very good. Flowers bloom on the side of the bridge, and colorful butterflies linger and fly from time to time, as if the colors of childhood are printed in the warm light of the afternoon sun.

After crossing this small bridge with stone arches, you will see a tall locust tree after walking a short distance. Vigorous and upright, the sky is lush, and the leaves and branches cast speckled sun, like the starry sky at night.

Next to the locust tree, there are several thatched huts, and a lantern hangs under the eaves of the wooden door, gently swaying in the wind. A few beautiful strings of wind chimes hung down in front of the windowsill, suddenly looking like butterflies, obscuring some of the reflected sunlight. The warm wind blows, and the bells jingle like beating notes, and they are also very beautiful.

Isn't this a fairyland and a paradise on earth?

Ren Wenqiu looked at the surrounding scene, and his face was unconsciously filled with joy. He called the name of the Oriental Pearl, but no one answered. His heart jumped, and he subconsciously turned his head to look, only to see the Oriental Pearl lying unconscious among the grass.

Ren Wenqiu's face changed color, he screamed, rushed over, hugged the Oriental Pearl in his arms, and was about to reach out and touch his nose lightly, but the Oriental Pearl suddenly opened his beautiful eyes. She glanced at Ren Wenqiu, and a flower-like smile bloomed on her pretty face, "Brother Qiu, aren't we dead yet?"

"Silly girl. Ren Wenqiu smiled and scratched Mingzhu's nose.

Dongfang Mingzhu turned his head to look around him, realized it, smiled, and said, "Brother Qiu, you are still by my side, it's great!"

When Ren Wenqiu saw her true feelings, he couldn't help but be very moved in his heart, and hugged her into his arms, and his heart was happy and peaceful.

Suddenly, the Oriental Pearl let out a "huh" and asked, "Where is this?"

"I don't know. Ren Wenqiu smiled and shook his head, "Look there!"

Dongfang Mingzhu looked in the direction of his finger, his eyes were suddenly filled with brilliant brilliance, and he praised: "The scenery here is really beautiful!

"Okay. Ren Wenqiu smiled, "It's just that since there are a few thatched huts there, it means that there are already people here." ”

Oriental Pearl said "um", there was no sadness on his face, he looked into the distance, came out of his mind for a while, and said faintly: "I don't know which pair of fairy couples live here!"

The two are in love with each other and have a heart for each other. So, the two of them stood up and walked hand in hand to the huts.

Walking through the green grass and green mountains, walking along the riverside path, both of them feel comfortable and comfortable. Along the way, the Oriental Pearl was even more chuckling, full of joy, and completely forgot the thrilling scenes of Shicai.

In front of the thatched hut, Ren asked a few questions, but no one answered, so he stepped forward and pushed the door. There was a squeak, and the wooden door didn't close.

The two walked in hand in hand, but saw that the furnishings in the house were simple and simple, the windows were bright and clean, and there was a fresh and fragrant atmosphere, and it could be seen that the owner of the room was very lively. The two of them took a deep breath, their mood was calm, it was so comfortable, so pleasant, and there seemed to be a bit of a familiar taste in this comfort, and they felt like they were going home.

A tea set was placed on a square table made of white pear blossoms, and the spout of the teapot was still bubbling with a hint of white gas, and it was obvious that the owner had not gone far.

Ren Wenqiu walked over, poured a bowl of tea, handed it to the Oriental Pearl, and said, "Sit down and rest for a while." ”

Oriental Pearl smiled and nodded, and was about to sit down, when he suddenly heard the sound of men and women laughing not far away, very cheerful and bright, and the footsteps had reached the door.

As soon as Ren Wenqiu turned his head, a person pushed the door and walked in. This man looked to be in his early twenties, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, and he was very handsome. He was followed by a woman in a plain dress, with bright eyes and bright teeth, a delicate face, and fair skin, still in the prime of her life.

When Ren Wenqiu saw it, he blurted out: "Master?!"

The person who came also frowned, and said in a lost voice: "Brother Ren, are you...... How did you get here?"

Ren Wenqiu walked a few steps and bowed: "The apprentice has seen the master." ”

The man's face turned pale, and he said, "Didn't I tell you, although I taught you the Spiral Dragon Sword Technique, we are only called brothers, have you forgotten?"

"Yes. Ren Wen smiled at Qiu, "Jiang ...... Brother Jiang. ”

This person is the generation of heroes Jiang Song who fought the death labyrinth three years ago, and he is also the second generation of divine knives that have been spread by the people of the rivers and lakes. The bright girl behind him was naturally his wife Yi Zhimei.

Since the war three years ago, Jiang Songyang has faded out of the field of vision of the people in the rivers and lakes, and retired from the rivers and lakes with Yi Zhimei. Since then, there has been no news of him in the rivers and lakes. A few months ago, Ren Wenqiu escaped from the Hall of Justice and accidentally met Jiang Songyang. The two hit it off at first sight and fell in love. Jiang Songyang heard that Dongfang Hongri wanted to encircle and suppress the Black Wind Cliff, although he was not angry, but he was also unwilling to meddle in the affairs of the rivers and lakes, so he passed on the Spiral Dragon Sword Method to Ren Wenqiu. and told him that when we meet in the future, we will only be called brothers, regardless of master and apprentice.

If you see each other very happily, you are fated. The skill is destined to be a person, and this is also Feng Rui's last words engraved on the stone wall in the cave.

Ren Wenqiu didn't want to meet him here, he was very excited, and they chatted happily at the moment. Look at the heat, the two of them hit it off at first sight, cheered at second sight, and had to talk about him like a tiger when they saw him at third sight.

Oriental Pearl also has a good impression of Yi Zhimei, the two of them have a sister and a sister, and they chatted through thick and thin, and their cheerful laughter sounded from time to time.

After a while, Jiang Songyang asked him again how he could find this place. Ren Wenqiu concisely recounted the ins and outs of the future, but the subtleties were also eloquent, making people hear it as if they had seen it in person.

After hearing this, Jiang Songyang looked stunned and said, "That Righteous Hall Master Dongfang Hongri is actually the Lord of the Demon Realm?!"

Ren Wenqiu nodded: "Little brother is telling the truth. ”

"Is there really a demon world?" Yi Zhimei frowned, her pretty face full of confusion.

"Recently, the little brother has experienced a lot of things, and I believe that there is indeed a theory of the Demon Realm. Ren Wenqiu suddenly sighed, his face was worried, "That demon god Yao Jin's mystical skills are extremely profound, I think I will find this place soon, and I have caused trouble for Brother Jiang for no reason, and the younger brother is really embarrassed!"

"Where does the virtuous brother say, if he comes here, why don't you and I join forces to resist the enemy?" Jiang Songyang's eyes suddenly had a strong sense of pride, and he continued, "The Spiral Dragon Knife Technique has been improved by Uncle Feng, and it has also been created quite a lot, and the people of the rivers and lakes are praised as the divine sword, which is already the ultimate in martial arts. Let's use martial arts to fight against Xuangong and fight him heartily!"

Jiang Songyang's "Uncle Feng" in his mouth naturally refers to the divine sword Feng Rui.

Jiang Songyang's master is Cheng Xiaozhen, the third hero "Lancet" in the "Six Heroes of Excalibur" in the past, and Feng Rui is the closed disciple of Lei Qianjun, the sect leader of the Excalibur Building, and the two are sisters and brothers in the same sect, Jiang Songyang naturally wants to call Feng Rui "uncle".

When Ren Wen heard this, he was also proud in his chest, but a faint worry suddenly appeared between his eyebrows, and he sighed: "It would be nice if the Wind God Sword was here!"

Jiang Song raised his eyebrows and frowned, a trace of unhappiness quickly flashed across his face, and said, "What do you mean by this, Brother Xian?!"

"What?" Obviously, Ren Wenqiu didn't understand.

"Brother Xian," Jiang Songyang said in a deep voice, "Uncle Feng has been immortal for more than twenty years, how can he be here!"

"What?!" Ren asked the hatred of the heart, and it was hard to hide the shock on his face, "Brother Jiang is talking about the wind...... The Aeolian Sword is no longer alive?"

"That's true, what's wrong?" Jiang Song raised his eyebrows and tightened.

Ren asked for an "oh", obviously not recovering from the shock. After a while, Fang relayed the words of iron-heartedness.

When Jiang Songyang heard this, he was dumbfounded and speechless.

Yi Zhimei was also surprised, and interjected: "It's impossible! As the saying goes, people can't be resurrected after death, and Feng Daxia has been immortal for 20 years, how can he come back from the dead, it's really nonsense!"

"Tie Cheng is my brother who has died, and I believe his words. Ren Wenqiu sighed and said leisurely, "Since there really exist in the Seven Realms in the Eight Desolations, it is not a nonsense to talk about the resurrection of people!"

"But ......," Yi Zhimei muttered, "after the death of Feng Daxia, my mother buried him next to the grave of Ling Zhiyan and lived there. If Wind Hero really came back from the dead, how could she not know the reason?"

Although she said this, she faintly felt in her heart that Ren Wenqiu's words were true, and she couldn't help but turn her head to look at Jiang Songyang.

The two of them glanced at each other, both of them in general thoughts: "If Feng Daxia really comes alive, then where will he be at this moment?!"