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"Feng Daxia has unfortunately died!" Fang Yege said in a low voice. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
The sound is so small that if you don't listen closely, you can hardly hear it. But when it fell into the ears of Bai Songzi and Feng Qingyang, it was like a thunderbolt in the clear sky, and the two of them were dizzy for a while.
I used to ask around, looking for traces, and waiting. I was looking forward to the day when he would come back again, but I didn't expect that what I had been looking forward to for a long time was this bad news!
"What are you talking about?Second Uncle, he has strong martial arts and profound swordsmanship, how could he die?Did you lie and deceive us?" Feng Qingyang grabbed Fang Yege and asked.
Bai Songzi was a little calmer than before, and said lightly to the wind: "Qingyang, don't be rude, let the little brother finish his words first!"
Then he looked at Fang Yege, his expression was a little deep, and said, "Little brother, please tell me more about this matter." ā
Fang Yege nodded, and also suppressed the sadness in his heart for the time being. Then he talked about the snow night since he came to Xiaohe Village ten years ago, the care he took for him in the wind and snow night for ten years, and the relationship between the two of them like father and son.
Later, he said that the people of the Black Evil Hall suddenly killed, and they fought a big battle with Fengxue Night, although they killed many masters, but the tiger was difficult to defeat the group of monkeys, and Fengxue Ye had to take him to escape from Xiaohe Village.
Hearing that the whole village of Xiaohe Village was slaughtered because of this, Feng Qingyang also gritted his teeth, and was angry, hating the Demon Sect for doing it.
However, when he heard that the Black Demon Hall had dispatched the Black Demon Divine Monarch Mo Wentian, and there were a few ambassadors, Bai Songzi frowned slightly. With such a powerful formation, let alone a snowy night that is haunted by old troubles, even if it is himself, he may not be able to break out of the encirclement and retreat with his whole body.
Later, when they came to the Qinglou in Zhuxian Town, they were besieged by the three envoys of the Black Evil Hall, and they desperately broke out of the siege on a snowy night. However, they were intercepted and killed by the fifth envoy of the Black Evil Hall, Jun Ma Xiangjie, and finally the two had to jump off the Soul Burial Cliff.
And on a snowy night, when the two of them fell off the cliff, they tried their best to protect him and fell to their death!
As for the night when he was buried in the wind and snow, how did he rush through the Black Evil Hall alone from the bottom of the Burial Soul Cliff and came to the foot of this Huashan Mountain, Fang Yege didn't elaborate, but just explained a few words.
After speaking, Feng Qingyang and Bai Songzi's expressions were gloomy, and Fang Yege also lowered his head and secretly wept, and blamed himself in a low voice: "If it weren't for protecting me, Uncle Feng wouldn't have fallen off the cliff and died!"
Bai Songzi patted Fang Yege's shoulder and persuaded, "Little brother, you don't have to blame yourself too much, according to what you just said, I'm afraid Senior Brother Feng was already fatally injured at that time." He knew that there was no hope of survival, so he tried his last chance to take you out of the encirclement. ā
"But Uncle Feng is so seriously injured because of me after all!" Fang Yege said as he looked at Bai Songzi with tears in his eyes.
He sacrificed himself to protect you in the hope that you would live well, not in guilt and remorse. ā
Fang Yege wiped away his tears and nodded solemnly: "Yes, I won't shed any more tears, I want to live strongly." Now is not the time to be sad, I still have a lot of things to do!"
Suddenly, Fang Yege knelt in front of Bai Songzi and kowtowed three times in a row.
"Little brother, what do you mean by this?" Bai Songzi looked at him puzzled, Feng Qingyang also looked puzzled, not understanding why Fang Yege was suddenly like this.
"Please take me as an apprentice, teach me Huashan martial arts, I want to avenge Uncle Feng!" Fang Yege finished speaking, and kowtowed heavily, and his head smashed out of a bloody halo.
Bai Songzi was afraid that he would do something stupid and hurt himself, so he hurriedly helped him up and said, "Little brother, why do you have to be like this? There are many people in the Black Evil Hall, and it is not so easy to take revenge after all, if Senior Brother Feng knows about it, he doesn't want you to give your life in vain to avenge him." ā
"I know this, I won't act rashly until my martial arts are up to the point where I can take revenge. It's just that the martial arts I am learning now are shallow and lowly, so I implore the head of the sect to teach me Huashan swordsmanship!"
Bai Songzi looked at the resolute expression, and was silent for a moment before he said to Fang Yege: "Little brother, let's take a long-term view of this matter, whether to accept you into Huashan to practice martial arts, this matter still needs to be discussed." You are also injured now, first recuperate in Huashan for a few days, and when the injury heals, we will discuss whether you can stay in Huashan to practice martial arts. ā
"Boss......!"
"Well, you don't have to say anything more. Bai Songzi waved his hand, and then explained to Feng Qingyang: "Qingyang, in the past few days, Little Brother Fang's diet and daily life will be taken care of by you, and you must not neglect Little Brother." ā
"The disciple obeyed. Feng Qingyang clenched his fists and solemnly replied.
Bai Songzi's expression was a little gloomy, a little lost, a little sad, a little trance, and a little confused. I have mixed feelings, but I have nowhere to vent, I don't know how to vent.
The realization of the white pine nuts in front of him made even Feng Qingyang feel a little strange, and he had never seen him so abnormal.
Then Bai Songzi waved his hand and said to the two: "You two stand down! ā
"Yes. The two of them responded in unison, and then retreated from the viewing platform.
Bai Songzi was the only one here, looking at the cold cicada wing sword in his hand, he suddenly moved under his feet and played a set of swordsmanship. It turned out to be a free sword technique on a snowy night, but the moves were similar, but the power was far less than that of a snowy night.
It's just to mourn his junior brother!
The four swords of Huashan have their own merits. Although they knew each other's swordsmanship moves, they couldn't comprehend the meaning, so they were naturally not as powerful as their own swordsmanship.
When he was still in Huashan on a snowy night, he was in charge of the South Peak and Luoyan Peak, so Feng Qingyang also followed him to live in the South Courtyard. Bai Songzi asked him to be in charge of Fang Yege's diet and daily life before, and now he led him back to the South Courtyard, so that it would be easier to take care of him.
There are only two or three hundred disciples in Huashan, of which there are four courtyards, and there are dozens of disciples living in each courtyard. The residence of the disciples in the courtyard and the place where they practice martial arts are no worse than the eastern courtyard.
When he came to the South Courtyard, Feng Qingyang arranged a place for Fang Yege to live, and found a change of clothes for him. After dinner, he brought another bowl of decoction and let Fang Yege drink it, saying that it was to invigorate his blood and replenish his body, and it was also beneficial to his internal injuries.
Fang Yege thanked him, drank the decoction, and then sent Feng Qingyang out of the room. It was only before leaving that Feng Qingyang told Fang Yege that he was Fengxueye's nephew, and they would treat each other as brothers and sisters in the future, so there was no need to be polite to him.
Fang Yege thanked him again.
I stayed in Huashan for one night, drank the decoction sent by Feng Qingyang, and used my internal strength to vomit out all the blood in my body at night, and the internal injuries were no longer serious.
In the early morning, the clouds and mist on Huashan are misty, and the wind blows from the sky, passing through the mountains, slowly blowing away the clouds and mist. It's just that when this will be dispersed, the clouds and mist will flow with the wind like milk, which is also a unique sight.
As soon as he left the room, Fang Yege was about to move his muscles and bones when he saw Ling Fengyang leading Qin Xing towards him.
Fang Yege hurriedly stepped forward to greet and invited the two into the room. Qin Xing's injuries have been bandaged, and it seems that there should be no major problems, and he will heal in a few days of recuperation.
It's just that he is concerned about the dart, and at this time he is here to say goodbye to Fang Yege. Although Fang Yege persuaded him to stay for two more days and wait for his injuries to improve before leaving, he couldn't resist Qin Xing's temperament, so he had to let him go.
Sending Qin Xing to the foot of Mount Hua, Fang Yege secretly stuffed a bag of silver taels into his hand. This time, Qin Xing almost died because of himself, and this was the only reward he could give him.
"Little boy, what are you doing here?" Qin Xing said in surprise, then shirked and said continuously: "This is absolutely impossible!"
Fang Yege forced the silver into his hand and said in a low voice: "Uncle Qin, the old lady is cold, this is to buy some good medicine for the old lady, and it can be regarded as a piece of my heart." ā
"...... this?"
"Don't excuse yourself. ā
Qin Xing no longer refused, put away the silver, hugged his fist at Fang Yege, and said: "The kindness of the little boy, Qin remembers it in his heart, if he has the opportunity in the future, he will definitely repay it!"
As he spoke, he didn't want to stay longer, raised his leather whip, and drove away in the carriage with a snap.
"Uncle Qin, be careful all the way!" Fang Yege shouted.
"Little boy, there will be a period later!"
Seeing Qin Xing's dart cart go farther and farther away, and finally disappeared from his sight, Fang Yege breathed a sigh of relief, which could be regarded as a matter of concern.
It is less than three hundred miles to Chang'an, and if Qin Xing is fast, he should be able to reach it in one day. And all the way is a road, thieves should not dare to do anything wrong. The most important thing is that without himself, the people of the Black Evil Hall should no longer embarrass Qin Xing.
When he arrived in Huashan, he finally didn't have to worry about hiding from the people in the Black Evil Hall, and as for whether he could stay in Huashan, Fang Yege was no longer worried. Even if Bai Songzi doesn't keep him at that time, he has a way to make Bai Songzi have to keep him, if he is a smart person!
At present, the night song mood can be described as very good, and the escape for days and days, it is rare to have such leisure now, so I walked on this Huashan Mountain.
Huashan is worthy of being one of the five mountains, the scenery on the mountain is beautiful, the mountain is leaning on the sky, the four sides are like cutting, and there are many precipitous and surprising places.
The whole mountain is composed of a whole piece of granite, and there are five famous peaks on the mountain, in addition to the four main peaks, there is also the Jade Girl Peak listed on the side. The surrounding area is surrounded by 36 small peaks, showing the trend of the stars and the moon, the tiger is standing on the dragon plate, and the weather is forested.
I have heard that it was said on a snowy night that due to the changeable climate on Huashan Mountain, it has formed wonders such as "Yunhua Mountain", "Yuhua Mountain", "Wuhua Mountain" and "Xuehua Mountain", giving people the beauty of fairyland. It's just that Fang Yege has just come here, but he hasn't encountered such a fairyland-like beauty yet.
The peaks of the main peaks, the main halls are numerous, and the courtyards are even more scattered. It's just that because of the strict rules of the Huashan faction, Fang Yege didn't dare to run around, in case he went to a forbidden place, he was mistaken for a thief by the Huashan disciples, and he was slashed with a sword, then he would die unjustly!
A few days later, a white dove flew into the room of the white pine nut. The white dove landed on his arm, and took out a scroll of paper from the pigeon's leg, and it was someone who sent him a message.
After releasing the pigeon, Bai Songzi opened the letter and saw a small section of the letter with a few numbers written on it: the bottom of the cliff of the burial soul, the black grave, and there was no trace.