Fu Jun secretly complained, but he had to fight again, the sword in his hand danced, and he was shocked by the stone", this move is the essence of the three-flower sword, which requires internal force and sword moves in parallel, without three or five years of skill, it is not decent.

Fu Jun has been immersed in this trick for nearly ten years, and a sword comes out, implying the momentum of wind and thunder, and the gamble is worthy of its name.

And Zhang Danfeng smiled slightly, and didn't see how he moved, and suddenly, there was a rain of flowers, broken Ying, Fu Jun was stunned, and said secretly: "Is it raining?" ”

It turned out that there was a locust tree beside them, and the tree was full of locust flowers.

At this time, after his internal force, the acacia flowers fluttered and fell, all of them were flocculating, slowly, Fu Jun had never seen the locust flowers falling, and he only felt that the meteor on it flashed in an instant, and it was like a peach blossom.

It's just that in the dark night, the white locust flower is not as dazzling as a meteor, nor is it as dazzling as a peach blossom, it is ordinary, faint and quiet, just like the long river of time, although it does not feel that it is flowing, but everyone knows that it exists, and it has passed through itself.

In this secluded and quiet, a natural fragrance rushed into the nose, Fu Jun never paid attention to the fragrance of acacia flowers, this fragrance is not strong, not even like the fragrance of orchid osmanthus, it is clear with wood, like the smell of wood, but it has a unique style.

And it loomed, and before I could smell any fragrance, it was gone.

Fu Jun unconsciously had a thought that he had never had before: "He has lived to the present in this life, has he really lived?" ”

The acacia flower is not a precious thing, but it is ordinary and visible, others on its side, unheard of, and turned a blind eye after passing by, this is not the fault of the acacia flower, but he lacks a heart to discover.

So what has he been doing since he was older?

At this time, the scenes of childhood are shown one by one, what else can you do at that time, is to listen to the big rao, thinking about which one will become an adult, and when he really grows up, he still feels like a child, and he has to imitate it from time to time, and he has to test it from time to time to see if it is imitated correctly.

But is it really right to do everything?

Fu Jun began to be in a trance, he vaguely felt that some were right, but some were not necessarily true.

In the past, he was submissive, and he did not have an in-depth understanding of why it was right, and he not only did not argue with reason, but also did not study what was wrong and how it was right.

In this way, everyone has passed until now.

He never thought about whether this was the right thing to do, and he felt that it was safe to do so, and that no one would come to trouble, because this is what everyone was doing.

But now, a touch of floral fragrance hit, and he realized that the previous one seemed to be insufficient.

It's not that this inadequacy has never been thought of before, but it has been hidden, so he will be uneasy, anxious, and anxious to find something to do.

Because he didn't accept the feeling.

Fu Jun has always been a rough person, and he somehow feels very delicate today, is it because of this fluttering acacia flower? Or is it because of the moonlight? Or maybe it's because of Zhang Danfeng's elegant and elegant Fengyi.

Fu Jun was in a trance, he and Zhang Danfeng came and went, and after more than a dozen moves, this period of time passed in an instant, and he didn't feel cherry blossoms at all

But I feel that in my life, there has never been a moment of tranquility and serenity, and his body and mind are comfortable, and at this moment he is physically and mentally free and unrestrained.

Maybe this moment is life.

So what about before? Is he really alive?

Fu Jun suddenly thought again: "Is it because he is about to die that he has such a thought?" ”

When a man is about to die, his words are good.

He had heard from the old man that everything in the past would appear before a person died, and he would feel different from the past, could it be that all the signs he appeared now were just because of the near-death experience?

Fu Jun couldn't help but smile, what else do you want to think about? can die in the hands of Zhang Danfeng, although he is still honored.

And this moment is very pleasant, it is not a bad thing to die like this, so why bother?

Fu Jun looked up, only to see that under the moonlight, the falling acacia flowers seemed to be plated with a layer of silver, which looked particularly elegant, Fu Jun couldn't help but think: "It turns out that there is no difference between ordinary and noble, it just depends on what situation and how to embellish." ”

He couldn't help but smile, and it was strange that between this smile, he smelled the aroma again.

It is not like the delicate smell of flowers, but more like the strength and straightforwardness of rice.

It turns out that it is more like a flower for food than for offerings, so it's no wonder it's not favored.

But what is this?

If he perceives it, then it will not be in vain.

When Fu Jun realized it, he didn't think much about it anymore, and came with a sword "Meteor Catching the Moon", which is also a master's trick, since life and death are undecided, so why not try it.

He unleashed his sword, as if he had lifted the veil of the moon, the tip of the sword pointed straight at the tip of the moon, and the blade of the sword was a locust flower that floated through the zero point, scattered scattered, with a melancholy and sad charm.

At this moment, in his eyes, the locust flower was not a locust flower at all, but a beautiful and dazzling epiphany.

A flash in the pan, an instant of beauty.

Aren't the scattered acacia flowers also unique? It can't be a peerless style.

Suddenly heard Zhang Danfeng say "Okay", Fu Jun was stunned, and then he remembered, where is Zhang Danfeng? He seems to have forgotten, just caring about his inner communication with the acacia flowers and the scenery, and he has forgotten what he is doing here.

And Zhang Danfeng's voice clearly reached his ears, and then he woke up like a dream.

Yes, I still have to duel with Zhang Danfeng.

Thinking about this, he swept by with a sword, drawing a half circle around his body, seemingly protecting the surroundings, in fact, the sword edge is cold, as long as it is stained by him, it will immediately be close to the slashing, with his swordsmanship, it is not easy to deal with at all.

And Zhang Danfeng's voice came out from his back shoulder, and said, "Stop!" ”

Fu Jun immediately turned around, the sword moved with him, the sword light had already shrouded, his skills were flexible, and his sword moves were sensitive, which was indeed extraordinary.

Zhang Danfeng's face gradually became clear, under the moonlight, in the shadow of the flowers, the sword aura was like frost, Zhang Danfeng set up a branch, Fu Jun disdained, where would he put this ordinary branch in his eyes, he immediately slashed with a sword, that is, to cut off the branch in Zhang Danfeng's hand.

Although Fu Jun's long sword is also a green steel sword, it is made of fine iron, which is much sharper than the ordinary green steel sword.

But Fu Jun's sword caught the branch in Zhang Danfeng's hand, and only heard the sound of "bald", and the branch turned out to be intact.