Riverside Restaurant.

Hua Wuxi sat by the window with a wine glass, watched the young man walk aimlessly with a black umbrella, and then disappeared into the street, took a sip, looked at the north platform that came up from the stairs on the side, and said with a soft smile: "Bei Gongzi is really willing to come?" ”

Beitai took a pot from the wine jug at the end of Xiao Er, and before Xiao Er could react, he threw a piece of broken silver in it, sucked the spout and walked over, and sat down opposite Hua Wuxi.

"You also said that I like to deal with some waste, and it is rare for you to take the initiative to invite, so naturally I want to give some face."

Hua Wuxi listened to the thorny ridicule in Beitai's words, but she was not angry, and said with a slight smile: "I originally thought that it was just Beigongzi who liked this, but then I thought about it, in fact, I also like this." ”

Beitai leaned against the window with a wine jug, raised his legs and set up the table, turned his back to the twilight evening breeze, looked at Hua Wuxi, and said lightly: "You don't like this." You like to climb up, not look down. ”

"Yes, so I've been in Nanyi City for three years, and it's getting better and better, but you, the son of Bei, are always the same."

Beitai scoffed.

"Do you think the people of Heavenly Hell really look up to your Northern Witch Dao?"

"It doesn't matter if you can afford it or not." Hua Wuxi said calmly, "As long as there is a step, you have to step on it." ”

Beitai looked at Hua Wuxi for a long time, felt very boring, tilted the wine jug and poured wine into his mouth, and turned his head to look out the window.

"So what does this have to do with you inviting me to drink today?"

Hua Wuxi poured a glass of wine, stood up by the window, and said, "It's nothing, I just want to see what Bei Gongzi has been doing recently." ”

Beitai turned the wine jug in his hand and said lightly: "I'm lazy and lazy on weekdays, but I just feel bored, it doesn't mean I'm stupid." ”

Hua Wuxi looked back at Beitai, but saw the latter looking at him rather sarcastically, "If you really think that you are getting better and better, then why did you invite someone like me to come over and watch before finding someone to kill Nandao today?" ”

"You already knew?"

Beitai looked up at the wine flag floating outside the window and said, "I saw a little bit when I first came." ”

"I thought you'd interfere."

Hua Wuxi took a sip of wine and looked out the window, the young man with the black umbrella had disappeared.

"I'm not that bored." Beitai said calmly, "That day was just because I was in the pavilion, and you said that you were going to throw him out, which is a very shameless thing for me." ”

Hua Wuxi was silent for a while, sighed and said: "It is indeed very serious not to give Beigongzi face in Nanyi City. ”

"And how are you going to apologize?"

"I'll think about it, and if I can't think of it, maybe I'll ask my brother to come and apologize."

Beitai sneered and said: "Gongzi Wubei is indeed a character in Huangliang, but if you want to carry him to Nanyi City to suppress people, you still think too well." ”

Hua Wuxi turned his head to look at Beitai and said calmly: "The world is about to change." ”

"The world has changed, and Nanyi City will not change."

"Then what if the three swords in the world become two swords?"

Beitai suddenly looked up at Hua Wuxi, who calmly watched the twilight of the world.

"You don't have to look at me like this, Beiwudao can't do such a thing, but we know a little bit of secrecy."

After the initial surprise, Beitai also slowly eased up, and looked to the north of Nanyi City, where there was a garden called the Human Sword Sect.

"Do you know how long that man has been lying on that bridge and looking at Nanyi City?"

"A thousand years."

"Yes." Beitai said softly, "The Great Dao is only two thousand years old, and he has seen the history of the Great Dao in the world for a thousand years. ”

Beitai stood up, drank the flask in his hand, threw it on the table, stood up and walked downstairs.

"It's hard for such a person to die."

Hua Wuxi watched Beitai's figure disappear on the stairs, looked back at the world, and said with a soft smile: "But I never said that it would be Cong Blade who died." ”

The long street in the world was noisy, and this sentence quickly fell into the afterglow, and no one heard it.

Hua Wuxi sat quietly at the window drinking wine until night slowly fell, and the lights illuminated the world.

There was a sound of footsteps at the stairs, Hua Wuxi looked back, and saw a young man in white walking up with a soft lying person, looking at him with a slight smile and saying, "People who talk big often like to pretend to be ghosts the most. ”

......

Nandao looked at the man standing there in the alley, and suddenly remembered something from his childhood.

His father told him that there were snakes in the woods outside the town.

So every time the South Island passed by, it would be careful to avoid the lush grass.

Later, when I walked too much, I became presumptuous, and I preferred to walk through the grass.

Then he was bitten by a snake.

I'm stupid, really.

Nandao sighed.

I only knew there were people in the river.

But I didn't expect there to be one in the alley too.

The man carried a long sword, which was very long, five feet long, and it looked very frightening.

The five-foot long sword is naturally impossible for ordinary swordsmen to pull out.

So that person must be a sword cultivator.

If Nandao is not mistaken, Hua Wuxi should be a person from Huangliang Northern Wudao, but why is his thug a sword cultivator?

Nandao had doubts, but apparently the man in the alley didn't.

The Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi converged there, and then the man raised his hand and put his finger on his chest, and there was a faint sword intent diffusing from his fingertips.

Then, with a bang, the long sword was unsheathed and slashed towards the South Island.

Nandao raised his hand and drew his sword, just looking at the sword that came through the twilight, hesitated for a moment, and tilted the black umbrella in his hand down, covering the front of him.

A sword slashed down on the umbrella in Nandao's hand, making a crisp sound, and Nandao's left hand was shocked and numb, and he took two steps back.

The long sword hit unsuccessfully, and it accelerated in an instant in the alley, disappearing from Nandao's field of vision, Nandao realized that something was wrong, turned around with an umbrella, and sure enough, the sword appeared behind Nandao.

Fortunately, Nandao reacted in time and defended the sword again, although the tiger's mouth in his hand had been shattered by the power from the umbrella. But the pain calmed down Nandao, holding the ugly peach blossom in his hand, and looking back at the person on the other side of the alley.

The man pointed in front of him, closed his eyes tightly, whispered the sword technique, and slowly walked towards Nandao.

The long sword was driven to keep looking for opportunities, and the alley was filled with the sound of gold and iron.

Nandao shrank under the umbrella on the one hand, and on the other hand, he attracted the heaven and earth vitality in the Shenhai, and the wind came in the alley, and the leaves in the alley were blown into the wind, and then turned into a sharp blade and shot at the man.

The man still walked forward slowly, but he ignored the fallen leaves that were wrapped in the vitality of heaven and earth, and let them cut wounds on his body.

Nandao was also a little shocked when he looked at that person like this.

Towards the rear, it kept retreating.

However, the man drove the flying sword and came forward, walking faster and faster, and the distance between the two was narrowed little by little.

Nandao anxiously looked at the long sword entangled around him, but suddenly let go of the sword in his hand, held the umbrella bone with both hands, and swept it hard when the long sword stabbed the thirteenth sword.

There was a bang in the alley, and then silence fell.

Fallen leaves all over the ground.

The sword was struck back by the black umbrella and stuck diagonally against the alley wall.

Nandao breathed a sigh of relief, but the next moment his expression changed.

I saw that the man suddenly accelerated, his hands left his chest, the sword technique dispersed, stepped on the bluestone under his feet, and appeared next to the long sword in an instant, raised his hand and pressed it on the hilt, held it, and with a sword sound, the long sword was already in his hand.

The moment he held the sword, the momentum of the whole person changed.

The man opened his eyes and looked at the South Island calmly.

It's like looking at a dead person.

Nan Dao thought of the man's faint sword intent and the sword momentum of the slaughter, and seemed to understand where this person came from.

Liuyun Sword Sect!

The only sword sect in the world with the retro flow sword school as the core.

Nandao looked at the sword in the man's hand, but scolded in his heart.

What the do you call this a thug?

However, before he had time to think about anything, the sword in the man's hand was already approaching in an instant, and Nandao hurriedly raised his umbrella to meet the sword.

Umbrella swords intersect.

In an instant, a burst of fire burst out.

Twilight seemed to have been cut off from the last of its light in that sword.

Night is falling.

Nandao slammed backwards, his hands numb, but he still held the umbrella in his hand.

The man's second sword then fell, not giving Nandao a chance to breathe at all.

Nandao tried to lift the umbrella, but the black umbrella of unknown material, which was usually extremely light, was extremely heavy at this time, and Nandao had to roll away in a hurry and roll to the place where he had put down his sword earlier.

A sword slashed down the bluestone slab, and countless gravels burst out in an instant.

The man's expression was calm, and as he stepped into the night, the third sword came in an instant.

Nandao hurriedly held the sword, and the vitality of heaven and earth in the sea of gods surged, all wrapped in the sword body.

The two swords intersected, and Nandao was once again slashed backwards by the sword, hitting the alley wall and coughing violently, the corners of his mouth were bright red.

Looking up, the man didn't say anything, his figure flickered, and he stabbed out the fourth sword.

Nandao stared at the sword deadly, raised his hand, and gathered the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi again.

The wind suddenly rose in the sea of gods, and the flowers and leaves of the peach tree kept flying in the wind.

Something was blown out along with a fallen leaf.

Nandao only felt that the sword in his hand suddenly came to life.

Looking down, a faint sword intent flew out of the sea of gods and landed on the sword body.

So you're here!

Nandao didn't have time to marvel, the man's sword had already come to him.

Meaning comes from the momentum.

The South Island raised its sword to greet him.

There was a bang in the alley.

When the sword approached his eyebrows, Nandao finally blocked the sword.

The sword intent flowed on the sword body, like a streamer.

The man seemed stunned, Nandao grabbed this breath, and smashed the black umbrella in his hand on the man's sword body, smashing the sword and flying out.

Suddenly, a sword stabbed out.

The fast sword of the world.

In the past, the South Island always used it to wear flowers.

This is the first time it was used to pierce people.

The sword went through the man's throat.

The sword is a very blunt sword that has not even been sharpened.

But when something is fast enough.

You can pierce everything.

Nandao drew his sword and gave way to the side, and the man's body fell and smashed against the alley wall, kneeling by the wall, tilting his head against the wall.

The body twitched.

Blood was constantly spurting from his throat.

Soon it flowed all over the ground.

Nandao coughed incessantly, glanced at the corpse of the man next to him, and raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his lips.

After sitting for a while, he stood up in the night, took a strap from the man's clothes, returned the sword to the scabbard, and as Zhang Xiaoyu said, tied the sword behind his back and carried it.

Then I walked out of the alley, behind the alley is a section of the river, the upper reaches of the long river, the lights are shining, the pleasure boats are crowded there, and countless people are watching there, as if they are celebrating something.

And here it is silent.

Nandao walked back into the alley, dragged the man's body over, pushed it into the river, and sank with a thud.

Nandao watched by the river for a long time, and then jumped down.

It wasn't until the blood stains on his body were washed away by the river that he slowly climbed up.

Tonight, the people from the River Sect did not appear.