The group of heroes gathered around the cliff and discussed the life and death of the two endlessly. Some people feel that the thieves of the Demon Sect are desperate, they know that they can't kill them even if they fight to the death, they don't want to make meaningless resistance, and they are unwilling to surrender, and they are finally forced to jump off the cliff and commit suicide; some people don't think so, thinking that the two thieves are trying to survive in danger, and they will die if they resist, and they may want to seek a ray of life by jumping off the cliff; immediately some people from the Fairy Mountain Villa said that this goddess cliff is the highest place in the whole mountain, and the cliff of more than 400 zhang is bare and has no place to grasp, and there is a rocky beach directly below, as long as they fall, they will definitely die, even if the two of them are desperate, it is equivalent to entering a dead end。

Outside the crowd, Luo Qinghan whispered to the person next to him, "Aren't you going to take a look?"

The hatsman shook his head: "Not interested." They have nothing to do with me. ”

Luo Qinghan glanced at the snake sword in the hat man's hand: "Is it still easy to hold?"

The hat-taker nodded: "Handy." ”

Luo Qinghan nodded: "This is over, I should take you to see the master." ”

"Can you finally see Shizun?" Dou Li's body trembled, "Senior brother, who is Shizun?"

The voices of the two are subtle, and the conversation can only be heard by each other, and if anyone else hears it, they must be so shocked that they can't even close their mouths. It turned out that Luo Qinghan was just accepting apprentices on behalf of the teacher, and the real master of the hat man turned out to be the mysterious master of Luo Qinghan, who had never been known to people in the martial arts.

More than ten years ago, the righteous path of Jianghu martial arts was in the stage of being in a state of disconnection due to the war with the Demon Sect, and from time to time there were bandits and bandits and gangsters of the three sects and nine streams, which caused a lot of losses to the world. Most of today's top masters and first-class masters had not yet grown up at that time, and the imperial court was too busy to take care of itself, so what they could do was very limited.

When the martial arts were in turmoil, a mysterious young swordsman descended from the sky, wiped out thirteen bandit gangs with first-class masters in a row, and successively killed two leaders of evil gangs who had reached the level of top masters. Since then, there has been a top swordsman in the world of the genre of qin and sword, whose name is Luo Qinghan.

Luo Qinghan's life experience and mentorship have always been a mystery that people in the rivers and lakes cannot solve, and there are many versions of legends, many of which are very reasonable, but none of them can be verified.

"When you see him, you know. ”

Luo Qinghan laughed, turned around and walked down the mountain.

At the edge of the waterfall, there are about 20 ragged homeless people drinking water and washing their faces, many of them with curled hair and scorched black scars on their skins, who looked like they had escaped from the fire last night.

A short and thin boy had just finished drinking water and washing his face, and he took out half of the cold cake from his arms and was about to eat it, but a big man next to him reached over and snatched the cold cake away. The short and thin boy jumped up and stretched out his hand to snatch the cold cake back, but was knocked to the ground by the big man. The short and thin boy turned over and flirted with the big man's legs, and the other party covered his crotch with both hands in pain. When the short and thin boy saw that he had put the cold cake in front of the place, he was furious, jumped on the big man, grabbed the big man's head with his stomach and a pair of legs, bowed his body, clenched his hands into fists, and frantically beat the big man on the back: "Mahler's bastard! Let you snatch my bread! Let you snatch my bread! I'll kill you! Mahler's bastard! The pancakes can't be eaten! I'll kill you, beat you to death!"

The big man threw down the cold cake and stretched out his hand to pull the short and thin boy down, but his crotch hurt, and as soon as he let go of his hand, his legs became weak, and he fell to the ground with the short and thin boy. The short and thin boy still stared at a pair of bull's eyes, beating the big man's back with all his might, and swearing non-stop in his mouth. Seeing this, the big man and his two companions rushed over to help, and finally dragged the short and thin boy away with great effort.

The pain in the big man's crotch eased a little, and he was even more angry, and scolded the short and thin boy in the stomach, and the pain made the short and thin boy kneel on the ground and couldn't stand up, and then grabbed the short and thin boy's shoulders with both hands, threw it hard, and the short and thin boy entered the waterhole.

The big man picked up the pebbles from the rocky beach and threw them at the head of the short and thin boy who was out of the water. The short, thin boy was hit and swam farther into the waterhole. The big man couldn't throw the stone, so he scolded: "Rabbit cub, don't come up if you have the ability!" The short and thin boy also scolded in the water: "Mahler is a bastard, your grandfather won't come up!" The big man scolded: "You are a rabbit cub, I am your grandfather!" The short and thin boy scolded with a smile: "Okay, good, my grandfather's grave doesn't know which wild dog to dig up!" The big man also scolded: "My grandfather's head was cut off by horse bandits and kicked as a ball!" The two scolded each other and scolded themselves for a while, until the big man and the other homeless people left together.

The short and thin young man watched the others gradually move away, and while continuing to swim in the water, he scolded loudly: "Male, it is not uncommon for Lao Tzu to go with you people who lack morality, and you want to go to other cities with your bad looks? Lao Tzu walks alone, practices every day, and then finds a mountain nest and goes there to be the king of the mountain!"

As soon as he finished saying this, there was a sudden "plop" behind him, and the waves exploded a few feet high, and the short and thin boy was suddenly frightened with his heart beating wildly, his face turned pale, and he thought that the mountain behind him had fallen. When he turned his head again, he saw a string of white bubbles emerging from the center of the ripples, and he was curious, and he plunged down, looked into the water with wide eyes, and saw a figure falling to the bottom of the pool, and was amazed: "Mahler, this man fell from the sky, if he jumped down from the mountain, the nearest place would be far from here!"

The short and thin boy swam towards the man, but he saw that although the man was choking, he was still trying to swing his hand upstream. The short and thin boy was afraid that the man would suffocate before he reached the water, so he swam behind the man, grabbed him by the collar with his left hand, and paddled with his right hand to help him swim to the surface. But before he reached the water, the short and thin boy couldn't hold his breath at first, and as soon as he spit out, his mouth opened, and the water poured into his mouth and nose frantically.

The man who fell into the water turned to the surface with a short, thin boy. Fortunately, the short and thin boy didn't choke much water, only slapped his back twice, spit out two mouthfuls of snot and water mixed things, and suddenly felt refreshed, and then turned around, saw the appearance of the person who fell into the water, and couldn't help but be surprised: "Teacher!"

The man in the water was also stunned: "You are the third child...... What's it called?"

"I'm Lei Feifeng!Hahaha!Teacher, why are you here?"

Lei Feifeng was ecstatic, there was a fire last night, he and his eldest brother and second brother each went to help the shed mother save people, but they were separated in the chaos, and no one could find anyone. The shantytown was sealed off by the forbidden army again, and the displaced people were not allowed to go back, so Lei Feifeng had no choice but to go northwest with a group of displaced people he didn't know, hoping to find another place to settle down for a while, and then go to find the two brothers later, but he never thought that he would be able to meet the teacher who had studied martial arts in this waterhole.

Hong Chen naturally didn't expect to run into Lei Feifeng, but he immediately realized that there was something more important, and he didn't care about talking to Lei Feifeng, he stepped on the water with his feet, slapped the water with his arms, jumped out of the water, and then stepped on the water and rushed to the east, until he reached the rocky beach on the shore, and then walked dozens of zhang away, hundreds of zhang away, looking around, as if he was searching for something.

Lei Feifeng swam ashore, ran to Hong Chen's side, and asked, "Teacher, what are you looking for?"

"Find someone!"

Hong Chen ran to the bottom of the cliff again, and looked upward, but he could only see the bare rocks and the heavy clouds that lingered on the cliff, and nothing else.

Lei Feifeng came over and asked, "People, are you with you?"

Hong Chen nodded, shook his head again, and gradually recalled Fang Cai's situation in his mind.

At that time, when he fell off the cliff with Ji Cha, Hong Chen was already thinking of dying together, but not far after falling, Ji Cha touched some mechanism, and shot an arrow with a rope from his clothes behind him, and pierced the rock wall. But the arrow was very short, it was not deep into the rock wall, and the rope was extremely thin, so it couldn't support the two people who fell, Ji Cha only borrowed a moment's strength, and the rope broke.

But this time, the direction of the two people's fall has changed greatly, originally falling straight down the cliff, but it has become a speed in the horizontal direction. Ji Cha slapped the defenseless Hong Chen again, and the two suddenly separated in opposite directions, Hong Chen fell diagonally at a greater angle, but Ji Cha returned to the direction of his original fall.

It wasn't until he saw the waterhole below that Hong Chen realized that Ji Cha had allowed himself to have more lateral speed twice, and he had fallen almost a hundred zhang away from the waterfall before falling into the waterfall pool far away from the Goddess Cliff.

After coming out of the water, the first thing Hong Chen did was to look for Ji Cha, but he didn't see it on the rocky beach, and now he looked at the rock wall, but he also found nothing. I thought to myself, "Even if he falls to his death, there should be a corpse." But where did you go if you didn't see anyone alive or dead?"

Thinking about it again: "If Ji Cha is alive, why don't you wait for me nearby?Ahhhhh

Lei Feifeng saw that Hong Chen had not spoken, and at first he honestly followed Hong Chen around, but when he got to the back, he finally couldn't hold his breath and said, "Mahler...... Do you like spicy rabbit heads?

When Hong Chen heard the "spicy rabbit head", he remembered that Ji Cha once said that there is a famous city "Huangrong City" in the southwest wasteland, in which the residents are spicy and hemp, and often cook the ingredients with red oil as the base, which is called "hot pot"; or use bamboo skewers to string up the ingredients and put them in the red oil pot to eat, called "skewers"; there are also spicy rabbit heads, spicy chicken, fish-flavored shredded pork, Mao Xuewang and other famous dishes.

The sound and appearance when talking about the barren city are still in my heart, but the life and death of his people are uncertain. Hong Chen was sad from his heart, tears filled his eyes, he couldn't help squatting on the ground, suddenly felt a slump in his stomach, reached out and pulled it into his arms, but took out the "covered water" wrapped in strips of cloth.

"This dagger ...... Ji Cha said let me hand it over to someone in Qiangzhou......"

Hong Chen recalled it carefully, remembering that the person's name was "White Lone Wolf", and he was another disciple of Master Ji Cha. wiped his eyes and stood up again: "Even if Ji Cha dies, I have to finish what he has to do." ”

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