The soft sun is very soft, and there seems to be no heat on the ground.

There are more and more people coming and going, all kinds of people, all kinds of sects, and all kinds of identities.

Yang Qing already felt that there were many unborn hermits who seemed to have appeared.

Why are there so many people all of a sudden? What attracted them here?

Yang Qing walked towards Wusheng and stared at his cheeks, every muscle on his cheeks did not change in the slightest, neither a trace of surprise nor a trace of fear.

Liu Ecstasy was already gasping, her breathing seemed to be unsteady, and she slowly crouched in the corner, her hands clasped tightly on her knees.

The two strands of hair hung down softly, and the gentle breeze fluttered, fluttering softly.

What was she afraid of? Did she already know something?

Someone has built a platform on the open space of the restaurant, and two tall logs have been erected on the side of the platform, thick and high.

A few of the people who built the platform seemed to be in a hurry, and it was obvious that the platform was in a hurry to use it.

Not far away, the tea was not stained, and he did not want to stop for a moment.

Yang Qing seemed to have sensed something.

Shouldn't all the sects in the rivers and lakes have to hold meetings like this? If they weren't for the sake of lifelessness and willow ecstasy, what was the reason?

Do they want to ...... here?

Thinking of this, Yang Qing's breathing couldn't help but become thicker and more unstable.

She walked up to Wusheng and took Wusheng's hand, only to find that his hand was wet, and his hand was vaguely dry, steady, and warm.

This man doesn't seem to know what fear is, and he doesn't seem to be too lazy to be afraid.

Perhaps he has understood that what should come must always come, and that hiding is absolutely unavoidable, just like death, no one dodges, because everyone has to die.

The sweat in her hands was even more, and she couldn't speak.

The soft wind had become indescribably gloomy, weird and solemn, and he slowly held Yang Qing's hand, which was not tight or loose.

This action is like a blowing wind in the coming future, caressing the earth, and does not bring cold or heat to the earth.

Yang Qing couldn't help but pounce on the stone statue-like body, gasping, she was already frightened, and she was about to lose control of herself.

If a woman has such fear, the man around her must hold her softly, so that the fear can fade.

Wusheng sighed deeply, "You already feel it?" ”

Yang Qing was silent.

"This is where the Jianghu conference is held."

Yang Qing was silent, and the fear in her eyes was even stronger.

She hadn't been to any conventions, but she knew what they were for.

"The major leaders in the rivers and lakes, the major gang leaders, and the ...... of the major families will all come over."

Yang Qing was silent, already staring at the people coming and going outside, they didn't look like ordinary children of the rivers and lakes, and they seemed to be very good when they stretched out their hands.

If you don't have a little hard work in your hands, won't you be able to come?

The two middle-aged men who were not gorgeously dressed, but the long sword at their waists were very strange, looking up at the sky, nodding occasionally from time to time, as if they were very satisfied with this.

Yang Qing didn't hear what they said, maybe it was scary if they didn't hear it, and they wouldn't be afraid if they heard it.

When a person is afraid, most of them are not because they know the result, but because they don't know what the result is.

Liu ecstasy didn't know when it had arrived at Yang Qing's side.

Yang Qing didn't notice it, her mind seemed to have stiffened, and she seemed to be unable to meditate.

Liu Ecstasy suddenly grabbed Wusheng's arm and gasped, "It's a trap. ”

Wusheng nodded.

"The Scud put me here just so you could find it."

Wusheng nodded.

"Then all the major factions in the rivers and lakes will come, maybe he has received a commission and left, returned to the countryside, and never appeared in the rivers and lakes."

Wusheng nodded.

Yang Qing suddenly stared at Liu Yi's soul, "How do you know so much?" ”

Liu ecstasy stared at the people coming and going outside, and did not face this question directly, but smiled delicately, "Most of them are here for me, for me, the master of the parting spell. ”

Silent without life.

At this time, Yang Qing had seen several people carrying a huge horizontal plaque walking towards the platform, and the corners of their foreheads were already dripping with sweat, which was obviously very heavy.

The two middle-aged men who were not dressed gorgeously suddenly swept over, and the two of them leaned on the horizontal plaque with their hands and lifted it gently, and the huge horizontal plaque suddenly floated up, floated away, and was nailed between the two horizontal logs unswervingly.

It was not fastened with nails and not tied with rope.

Bizarre techniques, bizarre horizontal plaques.

What's even more bizarre is the four big characters on the horizontal plaque.

Curse Slaughter Conference.

Isn't the slaughter curse a slaughtering parting curse? Liu ecstasy looked at these four big characters, although he was trying to control himself, his hands were already shaking slightly, and each bone joint seemed to have shaken violently.

The lifeless stone statue stood upright, staring and poking at the four big characters with spear-like eyes.

If you don't say a word, don't you need to say anything?

Liu ecstasy stared at Wusheng delicately, "They are completely here for me, and they have nothing to do with you, so ......." ”

Her eyes were full of pity and sympathy.

She pities, she sympathizes, but not for herself, but for others.

"So I'm supposed to leave, shouldn't I?"

Liu ecstasy nodded and was silent.

This is her original intention, she hopes that he and Yang Qing will live well, and they don't have to get involved in this matter, ruin the good time, and die here with themselves.

She also knew that the people below would definitely let them go, because this was the Curse Slaughter Conference.

Wusheng suddenly took her hand away, "You're thinking wrong. ”

Liu ecstasy didn't understand and didn't speak.

"You want us to go, don't you?"

Liu ecstasy nodded.

"But I'm not leaving."

Liu was silent.

"The rivers and lakes are sinister, people's hearts are unpredictable, they are hanging on the slaughter curse conference, what do you know in their hearts?"

Liu was silent.

Yang Qing gasped and smiled, her smile was stiff and strange, "Yes, they may be afraid of lifelessness, so they didn't write about the God Slaughter Conference, but they were thinking about how to make lifeless life and death faster." ”

She looked at Wusheng, hung her head again, and said nothing.

For she had found that she was staring at herself, not speaking, and sometimes more effective than any words.

"They may be naïve in their thinking."

Liu ecstasy didn't understand and didn't speak.

"They may be naïve enough to get rid of the parting curse before killing me."

Liu was silent.

"You are not the only one in the parting spell, there are other people who may or may not have met."

As he spoke, he stared at the man in black in the forest not far away.

Dressed in black, with black curtains and black baskets, standing in the treetops in pitch black, it looks quiet and lonely.

The cold wind was blowing, the dead branches were already swaying, and the black man did not make a single movement, standing there in the dark, facing here from a distance.

Liu ecstasy stared at this man, and his eyes were now apologetic and sympathetic.

"This man shouldn't be here."

"Because it's so dangerous here."

When she spoke of danger, she saw several young girls in snow-white clothes with their hair held up high.

The sword spike fluttered, and the sword was slowly unsheathed.

staring coldly at the dark and lonely man.

Yang Qing was already secretly worried about the man in black, because she knew very well that the swordsmanship of the girl of the Emei faction was powerful, and she had seen it in the house where the sky was roaring.

The wind lady only glanced at it, and left like the wind.

The sword light suddenly fluttered, and the dead tree suddenly turned into pieces.

The pitch-black man carried the basket, floated down gently, and then disappeared again.

The sword light had faded, and the man holding the sword suddenly fell to the ground, as if he could never move.

Yang Qing had never seen such a skill, the pitch-black basket seemed to move, and the pitch-black curtain seemed to move.

And there was no other action.

"Who is this?"

She suddenly couldn't help but ask, this person is really mysterious and weird.

Liu ecstasy shook his head and did not speak.

Because she really didn't know who it was or why it was.

The pitch-black man had vanished, and several girls who were as clear and cold as ice were lying there.

It didn't take long for their bones to be removed.

Wusheng suddenly walked to the door, opened the door, and there was a man and a sword standing outside.

This man respectfully sent the invitation and departed respectfully.

There were only eight big words on the invitation.

Greetings to the driver, hand in hand to slaughter the curse.

Speechless, staring and poking at a person downstairs, with gray hair, white clothes, and slender hands were slowly touching his beard, which was also gray.

The sword in his hand is old and more majestic and solemn.

A pair of eyes stared at Wusheng, as if expecting and inviting.

Slowly laughing, he smiled and nodded, speechless, as if he didn't bother to speak.

Yang Qing also saw this person, glanced at it fiercely, shook the bell again, and stuck out his tongue.

The man smiled even more.

There are not many people with such grandeur in the rivers and lakes, maybe no more than ten.

There were already people close to this person, and they were also staring at Wusheng, and their eyes were actually the same, all with the meaning of expectation and invitation.

Yang Qing smiled at Wusheng and suddenly closed the door.

"They are not beauties with flowers and moon appearances, why are they staring at them so much?"

Yang Qing smiled stupidly, and pulled Liu Ecstasy to Wusheng, "Let's look at her, this is a beauty, I don't believe you kiss her." ”

Silent without life.

Suddenly, a flush appeared on the cheeks of the willow ecstasy.

"You kiss one bite, I definitely want to kiss the second bite, I don't lie to you."

Without saying a word, he suddenly turned around and pointed his ass at her.

Liu Ecstasy slowly closed the invitation, and her eyes closed as well.

Yang Qing stared at her with a smile, and her heart was gradually cramping.

She understands this woman's heart, she must be secretly worried about others, worried about everyone, but never worry about herself.

If this is also a disease, Yang Qing really hopes that everyone in the rivers and lakes will be infected, and the more people who are infected, the better.

Wusheng stared at Liu Ecstasy, staring at the invitation, "What do you think of this invitation?" ”

Liu Ecstasy nodded, "Good idea." ”

It was a good idea, and he lost his life, but he saved both of them.

Wusheng sighed deeply, "I promise you'll see a better idea." ”

Liu ecstasy didn't understand.

Yang Qing didn't understand either.

It didn't take long to understand, and then someone came and knocked on the door.

The door opens.

One person opened the door, but another person came in.

This person is the one who wants to smile without a life, and his gray hair is only tied with a ribbon, which looks very simple, without a trace of wealth, but it looks surprisingly noble.

A person's expression is really a kind of knowledge.

There is indeed such a class of people in the world, no matter what kind of clothing they wear, they look noble and majestic, but they do not have to make any movements or say anything. There is indeed a type of person in the world, even if he wears a dragon robe, he doesn't want to be a prince.

This may be an innate charm, like a birthmark, no matter how much you try to hide it, you can't take away a trace of charm.

Xingtian may be such a person.

"Wudang Mountain Xiaoke Xingtian has seen the god of guns."

The lifeless stone statue stood upright, staring and poking at the person, poking up and down before nodding.

"Are you the head of the Wudang Sect?"

Xing Tian smiled, her smile was full of gentleness, but it didn't lose a little majesty, "Yes." ”

Yang Qing smiled bitterly.

This person is so polite that the head of the dignified generation actually calls himself Xiaoke.

Wusheng stared at and poked his hand, the sword in his hand, and suddenly said, "We have met. ”

Xing Tian nodded, "The spear god still remembers?" ”

Wusheng remembers that he was also there in the mourning crowd.

Back to the day when he returned to the head of the famous Dao, he deeply remembered that Xingtian was also inside, and he did not come out of the sword, and his sword was never unsheathed.

That time, I almost died there.

Almost died on the famous mourning hall.

"Why didn't you make a move that day?"

Xing Tian smiled, "Why do I want to make a move?" ”

"The heroes are looking sideways, shouldn't the grandmaster of swordsmanship make a move?"

Xing Tian looked at the sword in his hand, his sword had not changed at all, and it was almost unchanged like fifty years ago.

Wouldn't the absence of change be the biggest change?

He said lightly, "This sword has not been unsheathed for thirty years. ”

Wusheng doesn't understand.

As a swordsman, why did he spend thirty years guarding the sword and never wielding a sword to see blood.

Isn't that unwise? Isn't it a kind of torture for oneself and for the sword?

Is it a kind of lonely, empty torture?

Wusheng stared and poked at this man's hand, staring at the old, majestic, solemn sword. "You can use your sword to kill me, right now."

The hand didn't move, and neither did the pitch-black gun.

Xingtian's expression suddenly became very strange, "You want to duel with me?" ”

Wusheng nodded, staring at the sword.

There is no reason for him to find someone to duel, let alone a reason.

He never wants to take things that have reasons and reasons to heart, because these reasons and reasons will affect his enjoyment, and duels are his enjoyment.

Whether you die in enjoyment? Or alive? It's all the same joy and excitement.

He believes that as a swordsman, he must dedicate his life and soul to that sword, so that he can enjoy the fun and pleasure brought by that sword.

This truth may be really simple, simple really can't be simpler, but there are many people who don't understand it and don't want to understand it.

Life is so weird.

Many people do something without dedicating their lives and souls to it, but always hope to get more enjoyment from it, but they always don't get it.

I can't think of it.