The sun shines brighter and brighter from the coolness of the morning.

The wind also passed through the pine forest, turning into a faint and clear call.

There is a small insect crawling in the renovated loess in the forest, which keeps crawling forward, but never stops to look up to see what lies ahead.

Small bugs crawled across Luobei's face, leaving a tingling sensation.

When Luo Bei opened his eyes, he saw the warm sun overhead.

He squinted, half-opened, half-closed, still drunk.

It seemed that his consciousness was gradually awakening at this time, and at the same time, there was a deep pain.

I don't know if it's because the wound on my shoulder is almost healed and affected by the strength of the wine, or if it's because the drunkenness of the wine is too strong, and I haven't recovered yet.

In a slight trance, Luo Bei carefully recalled the experience of drunkenness, the first sip was spicy, and the memory from the second sip to the drunken coma was pitiful, and it was basically poured down later.

So, in fact, it's easy to get drunk, and when you're drunk, the troubles and pain really don't seem to be there, but after all, you still have to wake up, which is probably the reason why most drunkards "hope to be drunk for a long time and never wake up".

But Luo Bei didn't want to get drunk anymore, he struggled to get up from the ground, his hands and feet were a little sore, and numb.

He stood up and found that it was almost noon, and the heat of the sun and the residual strength of the wine made Luobei feel a little hot.

Fortunately, a gust of wind blew at this time, and it was much cooler.

A few dead leaves were swept up by the wind, as if they had a sound again, and they staggered up and down a few times in mid-air, probably unwilling to fall any longer, and fell among the remnants of the leaves that had already been **, and went down with them.

Luo Bei closed his eyes, opened his arms, and breathed in the fresh air in the pine forest with a hint of **, the soreness in his body and the pain in his head have been reduced a lot, it seems that a big drunk did not make him like a ** leaf can no longer get up.

Of course, after sobering up, he didn't want to get drunk again, because the process of getting drunk was really not pleasant.

He doesn't want to go on forever like the dead leaves in the forest, even if there is more sadness and pain, he still wants to go on, because this world is not only dark, but also light, and people are the same, except for those who seek benefits from the camp, there are also people with good intentions and simplicity.

This is probably the reason why the world can be constantly corrupted and renewed.

The wind came in from outside the forest, and the coolness was slow, blowing through Luo Bei's cheeks, and suddenly there was a cold stinging sensation.

Luo Bei was a little surprised, he didn't expect that the wind in such a season could be so cold, but he soon denied this idea, because he was no longer the ignorant teenager he once was, and his perception of danger had also increased a lot.

He quickly opened his eyes.

I saw a figure in Tsing Yi standing at the intersection outside the forest, but soon, the figure was not far in front of him.

The speed of movement was too fast, and even Luo Bei was in a trance whether this was a human or not.

The man in Tsing Yi came from outside the forest to Luo Bei in the blink of an eye, and at this time Luo Bei saw clearly that this person was wearing a hat on his head, and the hat was pressed very low, so he couldn't see his appearance clearly.

The clothes on his body were neither new nor old, they fit well in length, and they seemed to have been worn for a long time, and they were still covered with dust.

With a sword on his back, nothing else.

Before speaking, the people in Tsing Yi seemed to habitually press the hat on their heads lower, as if they were about to fall off, but it was just a little bit, and it seemed like it would never fall.

This man stood like a wooden man in Luobei

In front of him, motionless and silent.

Luo Bei even wondered if he had gone to the wrong place and found the wrong person, but when he looked back, there was no one else in the forest except himself.

The person who suddenly appeared was naturally the Feiyun Envoy, although Luo Bei had seen him on the night of the night rain, but in that case, he only remembered the dazzling sword light, but he didn't care about this person at all.

Feiyun stood for a long time, and he didn't even raise his hat to look at Luobei.

But Luo Bei found that this strange person was standing in front of him, as if another pair of extremely sharp eyes were staring at him, and he felt like he was stabbed in the back.

Luo Bei felt bad and wanted to leave, but the road in front was completely blocked by the Tsing Yi people, he wanted to retreat, but as long as he went back, the Tsing Yi people would follow and go back, and when he stopped, he also stopped.

Since he can't escape or escape, Luobei can only stay.

Another gust of wind blew into the forest, and the dead leaves under his feet were blown and shaken.

A fallen leaf floated down from the tree, like a staggering drunken man.

The leaves fall very slowly, and there are no more such unfallen yellow leaves on that tree, presumably left over from the previous year, and before the new shoots regenerate, it means that the old and old yellow leaves always have to fall so that new life can come.

Luo Bei raised his head slightly, just in time to see the leaves gradually falling between him and the people in Tsing Yi, at this time the wind had disappeared, only a scattered fallen leaf, between heaven and earth like a fluttering boat.

Luo Bei sighed in his heart, when the vitality of all things came, there were also withered yellow leaves falling from the sky, which couldn't help but make the pine forest full of barren hills in front of him a little more lonely and bleak.

At this time, the wind subsided, and in addition to hearing his own heartbeat, it seemed that even the subtle sound of leaves falling in the air could be heard.

Quiet, if it weren't for the fact that the leaf was still falling slowly but never stopped, Luo Bei would have even thought that everything in front of him had fallen into complete stillness.

As the leaves fell two feet in front of him, a change struck.

What has changed is not something else, it is the fallen leaves themselves, Luo Bei has been staring at the fallen leaves in front of him, and he can even see the veins of different thicknesses clearly, just like the blood vessels all over the human body, but the "blood vessels" in front of him have long since dried up.

If you don't see it with your own eyes, it's probably hard to believe that the fallen leaves are actually cracked at the veins of the leaves, and the place where the veins are divided is a completely neat cut mark, clean and neat, no different from the neat marks left by a very fast knife after cutting a piece of pork in half in an instant.

Luo Bei knew that if it weren't for the seven cups of divine tea in the free air, he would not have been able to see these strange changes in front of him, but he did.

It's not a big problem to cut pork neatly with a knife, and it's not a fantasy thing to have a sudden wound on fallen leaves, but the combination of the two is enough to make people feel shocked.

Moreover, this change did not end there, the moment the leaf veins were neatly cut, a strong and dazzling light burst out from inside.

At that moment, Luo Bei couldn't help but close his eyes.

When he opened his eyes after a short time, he saw that the leaves that had been completely broken into tiny pieces fell in front of his eyes, falling and scattering.

His heart almost went to his throat.

No one would take it for granted that such a thing was just born and natural, and Luo Bei locked his eyes on the Tsing Yi man in front of him.

I don't know if his cultivation is too poor, he feels that the people in Tsing Yi are extremely strong

It was quiet, not even the momentum of an ordinary battlefield soldier.

But after calming down a little, Luo Bei knew that the dazzling light that erupted after the fallen leaves were cut into pieces was a powerful sword ray, and the moment the fallen leaves fell from the trees, this sword light slashed towards the fallen leaves, but because the sword light was almost to the extreme, and it was also extremely powerful, it was able to converge and stay in the leaf veins for a short time, and then until the fallen leaves floated somewhere, it suddenly burst open, and the sword light suddenly burst out.

With just one move of this hidden sword in the blade, it can be said that the person who emitted the sword has already had unparalleled sword intent.

The man in Tsing Yi in front of him was also carrying a sword, but except for the long sword wrapped in gray cloth, Luo Bei couldn't see such a powerful power from him.

Of course, everything is just speculation, maybe his own cultivation is limited, and he can't see the strength of the other party at all.

Luo Bei stared, racking his brains, and couldn't think of a person he had ever known, could he be an enemy?

"If it's an enemy, what should I do?" Luo Bei thought almost subconsciously in his heart.

"Your name is Luobei?" asked the man in Tsing Yi suddenly.

Luo Bei nodded, until this moment he still couldn't find any memories of the people in Tsing Yi.

"Alright, let's compare swords!" he spoke as if he was always so concise, and never left a chance to choose and judge.

Just a simple sentence, a fierce and unparalleled sword intent almost came to Luo Bei's ears together.

Luo Bei couldn't help but take a step back.

At this moment, he was completely sure that the person who hid the sword that cut the fallen leaves in the veins without paying attention to it was the man in Tsing Yi with a hat in front of him.

"I ...... I won't ...... with a sword"

Luo Bei said in a trembling voice.

He wasn't lying, he didn't know how to use a sword, and he almost never did.

The man in Tsing Yi withdrew his imposing sword intent, still like a wooden man, as if he was looking at Luobei in a daze, but these Luobei naturally couldn't see it.

"You didn't have a choice......"

"If you don't want to compete with swords, then take me three moves, three moves...... Three lives......"

He felt that what he said seemed to be a little strange, and he didn't know if he had used several "threes" in the right place?

In order to let Luo Bei understand what he said, and know that what he said was true, he also deliberately pointed to the outside of the forest, that is, the place where Wan Yutang and Kill sent Luo Bei into the woods.

"General, monk, and...... You ...... yourself"

Luo Bei was shocked, looked out of the forest, and sure enough, he couldn't see the figures of the two people, he knew that Wan Yutang and Kill Sheng would definitely stay there and wait for him, and the people in Tsing Yi were not like people who lied and lied.

Three moves, three lives.

Luobei really has no choice.

He looked at the man in Tsing Yi in a daze, and the tension in his heart became stronger and stronger.

After experiencing many life and death moments, he thought that he could be calm enough, but when facing the people in Tsing Yi, he still couldn't help but be nervous.

With a long sigh, Luo Bei said, "Okay, I'll bet with you......"

This "three-trick gamble" gamble is obviously not fair enough, if you lose, then the three lives are gone, even if you win, it is just to win back the three lives that belong to you.

But how can there be so much fairness in the world, and in the face of the powerful or powerful, the weak don't even have a choice, how can there be fairness?

This is the world of the jungle.

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