When Liu Wenchuan woke up in a daze, he only felt that he was hungry and thirsty. After looking around, I realized that it was actually in the cave before.

The bonfire was lit in the cave, and Zhang Xiaobai lay beside him, wrapped like a zongzi, and it seemed that the bandaging technique was really not very skillful.

Not far from the two, Sun Yu was also in a coma.

Liu Wenchuan forced his body to sit up, even if it was just such a simple action, it made the tip of his nose sweat.

The three of them are in the cave, but what about the black girl, where did the black girl go? Who sent the three of them here, could it be that Gu Xian and Yu Qi, who had escaped, had turned back again?

It's impossible, Gu Xianfeng can't beat that old Taoist. If they turn back, the greatest possibility is that they will be with the big offering. But if they did, why didn't there be a single figure here?

Bandits on Basho Mountain, it is even more impossible.

It can't be the black girl who does it alone, right?

Shaking off the cranky thoughts in his head and struggling to stand up, Liu Wenchuan grabbed a wooden stick placed beside him, looking as if it was specially prepared for himself.

Raise your legs and take a step, like a baby who can just stand, swaying and staggering, and the whole body does not look like your own. After wasting a long day's effort, he raised his arm to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and finally came to the mouth of the cave.

It was nearly dusk, and in the quiet of the forest he heard a strange voice.

"Hey... Hey... Hey..."

Looking at the voice suspiciously, Liu Wenchuan took a closer look and realized that the young body was not a black girl. But what was dragging behind her?

It wasn't until the black girl appeared clearly in the field of vision that Liu Wenchuan couldn't see clearly what it was, and there was a little wild boar dragging behind her!

As if sensing that someone was watching her, Heiya raised her head vigilantly, blocked her little hand in front of her, and saw Liu Wenchuan sitting on a big stone at the entrance of the cave.

"Ahh She first screamed, then quickly covered her mouth, looked around vigilantly, and after making sure that there was no one, she threw down the straw rope on her shoulder and trotted towards Liu Wenchuan.

A pair of small hands were strangled with blood, she raised her arm and rubbed her eyes, as if she was wiping away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and stood in front of Liu Wenchuan with a grin.

"Are you awake?"

"You dare to go out hunting alone?" Liu Wenchuan's voice was a little hoarse.

Heiya scratched her head embarrassedly, "I didn't hit it, it's such a big little pig, I can't beat it." It was caught in Xiaobai's trap, and I squatted for a while to make sure it was dead before I went over and dragged it back. ”

Raising his hand and touching Heiya's little head, Liu Wenchuan said with a smile: "Heiya, thank you for your hard work." How did we get back to this cave? ”

Regarding this issue, Heiya has already thought about it.

So, she began to tell Liu Wenchuan about who suddenly fell from the sky at the critical moment and blatantly rescued them from the line of life and death.

Living in Ba County, I have heard a story told by a storyteller on the street, so the black girl gushed a story to Liu Wenchuan.

What kind of drunk hero riding a donkey, there is a poke of white hair on his forehead, and his eyebrows are also white. One step out, the person was in front of the silver, and then there was a knife in his hand, and the arrogant and domineering knife qi left a deep ravine on the ground, and the silver had no power to fight back, and was directly cut off an arm.

"Then the white-eyed man, holding the big ring knife in one hand, said to Silver, 'Judge yourself, I don't bother to kill you.'" While speaking, the black girl also put on a cold appearance.

"Although Silver has a broken arm, he is a demon Taoist, how can he judge himself. Rushing up is going to fight with that white-eyed hero... Then there was no more, and the knife fell again, and the silver was directly split into four pieces. Hey... Nausea died, stomach and intestines spilled all over the ground, stench. ”

Liu Wenchuan listened wonderfully, it is normal for the world to have such strange people.

And Silver is still a demon Taoist, as long as he is a decent person in the rivers and lakes, he will inevitably kill him quickly.

"Isn't there another woman?"

"The girl—" The black girl scratched her head.

"The death was relatively not so miserable, the white-eyed hero just poked her eyes blind, abolished her martial arts cultivation, and then let the person go. As for where to go, I don't know. ”

Heiya sneered in her heart, abolishing her martial arts cultivation, and she was even inferior to ordinary people. Under her own guidance, the woman walked into an ambush circle of jackals, and was finally dismembered by four jackals, and there were no bones left to eat.

"And then, the knight sent us all back to the cave?" Liu Wenchuan continued to ask.

Heiya nodded, "The little donkey carried you all over directly." Then the hero said that there was still something important to do, so he threw me a small medicine bottle and asked me to treat you. ”

Then the black girl regretted in her heart, how could she say that she was a little donkey, wouldn't she be scolding herself.

"Didn't ask for a name?"

"Nope."

"But I still remember what it looks like, and if I have the opportunity in the future, I will repay it."

"I remember that the eyebrows are white, I am not very old, I am holding a big ring knife, and I am followed by a little donkey."

"Okay, see you in the future, I'm saying goodbye."

"Uh-huh." The black girl nodded heavily, sweating in her heart, but fortunately she was fooled.

Looking at Liu Wenchuan's expression, it seems that he has begun to look forward to meeting this 'white-eyebrow hero' one day, and then he handed over a jar of wine and sat down to talk about today's events.

The white-eyed hero laughed heartily.

The rivers and lakes are meeting, which is a pot of wine.

......

Longwei County of Tianze Dynasty, Xiushui River, Dujiang Pavilion. This is a small teahouse on the riverside, usually for passers-by to rest. Later, when a great poet stopped here to rest, he stood on the riverside at dusk, and he was moved to leave a masterpiece for the teahouse.

Since then, there has been this twilight river pavilion, so that those who stay can also look at the river in the pavilion.

"A remnant sun spreads in the water, half of the river is sorrowful and half of the river is red."

"Do you know who left this verse?"

In the pavilion, Zhuge Xiu, who was wearing a Confucian shirt, attached his hand and looked at the Taotao River.

Old man Yu sat in the pavilion, one foot on the stool, carrying a wine gourd in his hand, "What do you have to do with me." ”

"Don't you think it's very appropriate for the situation, the remnant sun spreads the river, half the river is sorrowful, and half the river is red."

"I'm afraid that in a while, the other half of the river will be stained red by my blood." Old man Yu raised his head and poured a sip of wine.

His eyes drifted to the road in the distance, and a man who was not tall was carrying a large knife that was half a head taller than him. It seemed that the whole person's back was bent by the big knife.

"Old Yu, fight hard, I'll wait for you to come back and drink." Zhuge Xiu turned his head, and his face was wrinkled when he smiled.

I think that back then, this Confucian student in Yushu was a talented man who captured the hearts of all kinds of girls in Pingyao. The women who have seen Zhuge Gongzi, whether they are girls in the boudoir or young women who are married to women, are eager to join Zhuge Mansion and be willing to be slaves and maids.

And now, fifteen years. This man, who is only in his forties, looks a little older than himself. Old man Yu not only sighed in his heart, but he was handsome and a fart when he was young.

"Wait, Lao Tzu will come back alive. I will definitely drink with you for three days and three nights. ”

Old Yu Tou stood up and walked towards the outside of the pavilion. And the middle-aged man with the knife on his back had already stopped in the distance, waiting for him quietly.

Today's battle was not a coincidence, but the day before, the two met here. The sword venerable who carried the sword was waiting for the old man and the others in this pavilion early, but after Zhuge Xiu and the old man Yu arrived, he was not in a hurry.

Instead, let Old Man Yu rest here for a day, he will leave here, and tomorrow evening, the two will compete in a duel.

"There's a lot of people here, don't disturb the others. Let's go to the mountains. Old man Yu said to the Overlord Sword Venerable.

The Overlord Sword Venerable nodded and pointed to the mountain forest, "Descending from here, there is a valley, the place is spacious and large enough. ”

"Huh? You've chosen the right place! Feasible, let's go. ”

The mountains and valleys, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, and it is really a good place to bury.

All the way down the mountain, standing in the valley, the old man was amazed. The Overlord Sword Venerable, who was opposite him, unhurriedly took off the big knife behind him, dragged the knife with one hand, and looked at the old man.

"Badaomen, Badao Venerable, Yu Changhong."

"Yo! It's still the house. ”

After the Badao Venerable reported the name of the master, Old Man Yu said with a smile. It can be seen that the other party is not smiling, so he can only restrain his smile, hug his fists and say: "Great Qi Yu, Qi Yuwei Secret Word Camp, Yu Hong." ”

Facing a Nine Realms powerhouse, Old Man Yu didn't dare to slack off. A fist flow, and the air around him seemed to become distorted. Since he is going to fight, he will definitely not leave his hands.

The battle of the Nine Realms, the competition is not about who hurts with your punch and my kick, and if you are not careful, you will lose your life. So after the old man Yu reported his name, he rushed over in one go.

Fist momentum, such as a long rainbow through the sun.

The momentum of the old man's punch can be described as majestic in the eyes of outsiders, both beautiful and shocking. can be placed in the eyes of the Overlord Sword Venerable on the opposite side, this punch is not just good-looking, because the boxing moves hidden under the fist are all killing moves.

The Overlord Sword Venerable stepped out in one step, and his momentum instantly rushed to the top, and the huge and incomparable Overlord Dao behind him was picked up directly from behind him with one hand, and the sword was like a wave of waves, and it hit it with a fist.

The essence of the sword lies in breaking the enemy with one sword.

With the collision of fists and swords, the valley shook like an earthquake. The collision of qi is like two boulders suddenly thrown into the surface of a calm lake, setting off huge waves and then colliding together, setting off waves on the entire surface of the lake.

In the woods, birds and beasts were scattered in all directions, and the leaves fell wherever the qi passed.

One punch, one punch.

It was just a collision, and the old man Yu had already punched out a hundred punches.

The Sword Venerable is also worthy of being a strong man who has fought with the Sword Saint, and in the face of the hundred punches that came to his face, he only swept with one sword again, and the hundred punches were shattered.

The fist is broken, and the knife is scattered.

The two returned to their original positions, and Old Man Yu took two steps back and twisted his wrist.

The Overlord Sword Venerable, the Overlord Sword was horizontal in front of him, like a huge shield.