There are not many residents of Fusang Island, it is said that the first emperor sent Xu Fu to take 500 boys and women to the east to ask for the elixir of immortality, and Xu Fu found that the overseas fairy island did not want to return, and he became the emperor, leaving behind the descendants of the Central Plains.

They speak the dialect of the Central Plains in ancient times, and their appearance is also characteristic of the Central Plains.

Fuso was dominated by the three shogunates: Tokugawa, Kasuga, and Toyotomi.

The Kasuga family has been heirloom for more than ten generations to the Kasuga Yongxin family, and their reputation has never fallen, and the Tang knife method handed down by their family has of course been tempered thousands of times, no matter who wants to break their Tang knife, it is not easy.

It is said that the Tang knife was introduced from China by Fusang in the Sui period. There are four knives, one is called the instrument knife, the second is the obstacle knife, the third is the horizontal knife, and the fourth is the Mo knife.

The knife work is exquisite, the workmanship is fine, the knife is spicy, sometimes they will not want to open their stomach because they can't think about it, ruthless is the essence of Fuso knife technique.

Spring Yongxin family martial arts, obsessed with martial arts when he was young, and then went to the sea to learn martial arts in the east and west to the Loulan area, was convinced by Dugu Linglong, and joined the Demon Sect.

Spring is a humble person, a martial arts student, quite a management ability, deeply appreciated by Dugu Linglong, and was exceptionally promoted to the left protector of the Demon Sect.

The Tianshan War Dugu Linglong male body died, Chunri was seriously injured and met Chu Qiuyu, the two had feelings for each other, Chu Qiushui took the seriously injured Chunri back to Fusang.

Running with the spring, the serious injuries suffered by the spring are not fatal. Unexpectedly, a few years later, Kasuga Yongxin died and died under severe poison, Chu Qiushui was ordered to rein in the Kasuga family and study Fusang martial arts diligently.

This woman in black is none other than Chu Qiushui and Chu Qiuyan's sister, that is, Chu Zhaohe's sister, Chu Qiuyu.

It's just that Lu Changfeng doesn't know each other, but he looks familiar, that is, he doesn't dare to recognize each other on the beam, and he doesn't dare to move.

Here, Chu Qiuyu had already exchanged hands with the tangram boy, the tangram boy snorted lowly, and when he suddenly pounced, he already had a scimitar with a strange shape and extremely light weight in his hand.

This is the weapon he used when he roamed the seven seas of the Miao family in the past, and I don't know how many people's heads fell to the ground under the knife.

It is said that there are many more souls that have died under his knife than the poisonous insects he used.

This trick "Round-Bottom Chasing Knife" is the life's stunt of the Qiqiao boy in the past when he did not use poisonous insects, and I don't know how many martial arts masters have died under this trick.

This move is vicious and vicious, even if it is Li Wuning, when he was a blood sword, he would be amazed to see this kind of vicious move.

It's just that he is spicy, but Chu Qiuyu is even hotter.

As soon as Chu Qiuyu made a move, he saw a black mist rolling like a wave, and there seemed to be a little shiny black star in the fog, and a straight Tang knife in front of the black star only took the heart of the Qiqiao boy.

The two of them did this but they were ruthless, and they were killed, as if they had a grudge against their father.

The clever boy flipped back one by one, his body retreated, and suddenly flew over like a beam.

Lu Changfeng was startled, but fortunately, the Qiqiao boy only flew halfway, his body flipped condescendingly, and the scimitar danced like moonlight.

I only heard a loud earthquake of "ding, ding, ding", like lightning and thunder, the black mist and light smoke scattered in all directions, the sound was not loud, and a wooden bench behind Chu Qiuyu was actually split in half from the middle, and it had become charcoal. The wind blew and sawdust flew.

Lu Changfeng was also secretly surprised: "This Fusang kung fu is very powerful, and the Qiqiao boy is not a good thing." ”

The tangram boy also knew that it was not easy to win tonight, and even had to worry about his life, so he whistled twice in a low voice, only to hear the "hiss" two poisonous snakes with their heads held high rushed in, spitting out their red tongues and biting Chu Qiuyu, it seems that the tangram boy did not bring poisonous insects into the town on a large scale tonight.

Chu Qiuyu still stared at the Qiqiao boy for a moment, his eyes exuded a murderous light, and his slow movements seemed to have a kind of demonic hypnotic power.

As soon as the two vipers entered, they fell down and could not move, and each snake broke in two.

Chu Qiuyu's hand only stretched out from his sleeve at this time, and he held a knife like a flood of Qiuhong in his hand, the knife was three feet long, narrow and long like a sword, and the shape of a knife was like a sword.

This peculiar long knife must naturally have peculiar moves.

Chu Qiuyu has jumped up, the knife has been unsheathed! The light of the knife is like a flood of autumn water, green and cold, piercing into the muscles and bones, and the people of the road Changfeng especially feel cold on the beam.

With the flash of the knife, the colorful ribbons on her black clothes also began to fly, occasionally revealing white thighs, how could this be?

If you just look at his thighs, you're dead!

The sword light drove the black gauze skirt, and the whole person seemed to have turned into a brilliant black mist, so black that people couldn't even see clearly, where could they tell where her person was? Where was her knife?

The Qiao Boy felt like she was standing in the fog of an autumn morning, she couldn't see her fingers, and she couldn't even distinguish her figure, so how could she shoot at her?

The sound of the knife that he only heard "whirring" floated towards him, and the heart of the Qiqiao boy was already trembling.

When Lu Changfeng fought her for the first time, he already felt that her sword technique was strange and changeable, even more terrifying than the Heavenly Demon.

Now he knew that her knife technique didn't exert its power at all that time, this woman just put up with herself, Lu Changfeng was lying on the beam, and he couldn't remember why when he broke his head.

The power of this knife technique, if you add Fuso's weird body style, looks like a night demon in the dark, you can't tell the difference, you don't know where the person is, and the knife is.

According to the legend of people who have been to Fuso, the "Tang Knife" is not a sword in Fuso, they also have smaller swords.

Chu Qiuyu held the scabbard in his left hand, held a long knife in his right hand, hung down his waist with his left hand, raised his eyebrows with his right hand, and the blade was outward, and he could be cut down at any time.

This kind of knife technique is really not something that ordinary people can teach.

Lu Changfeng was lying on the beam and sighing in his heart, until today, he knew the mysterious mystery of martial arts, and it was by no means something that anyone could guess out of thin air!

If he hadn't experienced it today, he would never have understood the beauty of this knife technique, but he didn't want to experience it too much.

Because the changes in this knife technique are too strange, and the moves are too complicated, as soon as they come out, they are like mercury pouring into the ground, and they are pervasive!

The Qiqiao Boy also thought the same, as long as he showed a little flaw, as long as his eyes were slightly negligent, he would probably die under the sword! Chu Qiushui's strange posture had already sealed all his empty doors, just waiting to kill the Qiqiao Boy.

Chu Qiuyu clasped his hands together, whispered in his mouth, "serial chop", his body was straight, he held the knife with one hand, and went straight to the chest of the Qiqiao Boy.

Before the knife arrived, the knife momentum was already surging, and the cold knife aura was pressing.

Qiqiao boy, the body of a cat slid sideways, slipped seven feet to the left, the left side was already against the wall, and there was no way to retreat.

Chu Qiuyu inserted the scabbard in his left hand into his waist, and held the knife in both hands, "the combination of human and knife" had already stabbed straight out again with the change of moves.

The tangram boy could not retreat, and his body suddenly rolled up like a gecko along the wall.

Chu Qiuyu snorted, flew up diagonally, and then stabbed down his head and feet again.

The knife qi blew violently, and the mud debris on the wall was splashed out in all directions by the knife qi.

The kung fu of the tangram boy is also very good, "brushing" an upside-down onion, the body sinks sharply, parallel to the ground, through the layers of knife qi, floating to the ground.

Chu Qiuyu flipped upside down in the air, and the combination of human and sword suddenly turned into a whirling dragon, and sprinkled it towards the Qiqiao Boy, this momentum was enough to shake people's souls!

A small room was already shrouded in sword qi, and no matter what direction it dodged, it seemed that it couldn't be dodged.

The tangram boy snorted, his face pale, and sat down cross-legged.

He looked at Chu Qiuyu quietly, and Chu Qiuyu also looked at him quietly.

There was no expression on the faces of the two people, and after a long time, the Qiqiao Boy, whose heart was fluctuating, breathed a little, and a trace of blood flowed down the corner of the Qiqiao Boy's mouth.

Chu Qiuyu sighed at this time, and said, "This is the last thing I can do for you, you might as well count it as your retribution for killing so many people." ”

Then, with a bright blade, it slashed down at the tangram boy like lightning.

Lu Changfeng stayed on the beam, he really didn't dare to come out, and the seven-clever boy who had killed countless people with blood splashes ended his sinful life.

Chu Qiuyu seemed to be injured, sat on the ground and exhaled a few times before slowly standing up and taking out a small black porcelain bottle from the box and pouring some on the body of the Qiqiao Boy.

I saw that the smoke was coming straight to the sound of "snorting", and after a while, only a puddle of yellow water was left on the ground, and Lu Changfeng only smelled a fishy smell in his nose, which was extremely disgusting, and the room was filled with a disgusting bloody smell.

Chu Qiuyu also slowly stood up at this time, and walked slowly in this room, it seems that Fusang's conditioning is mostly different from that of the Central Plains, and Fusang is to maintain stillness with movement.

After a while, Chu Qiuyu's pale face gradually returned to blood, and she was still so peaceful and beautiful, as if no matter what happened, she couldn't change in the slightest.

Then, she slowly took off all the clothes on her body, so that her almost flawless body appeared in the mirror, but a long line of blood on her chest added a bit of terrifying beauty.

The Clever Boy still scratched her.

The light of the butter candle poured gently on her, her skin shone like satin, her white jade chest stood proudly in the warm and dry air of summer, and the two round and slender legs, the lines were so soft, soft as the spring breeze in the south of the Yangtze River.

I don't know how long it took before Chu Qiuyu packed up his things and left.

In the early morning, the garden was full of shade, and there was no one there, only the hissing sword wind, coming from the backyard of the poor man's villa, although the sword wind was urgent, there was no sound of sword blades clashing, thinking that it was sword practice.

Lu Changfeng rubbed his already painful eyes, his back was extremely sore, and he saw that the sky outside the window was already faint, and the east had gradually brightened.

When peeking into the backyard, I saw a few dart masters practicing swords, and the practice seemed to be a sword formation, this sword formation shot with a wonderful match, it was really wonderful to the peak, but the martial arts of the dart master is very shallow, and the bodyguard should be more than enough.

Lu Changfeng couldn't help but glance back again, only to see that the light curtain formed by the sword light of those few dart masters had become denser and denser, although he couldn't see the slightest loophole, once the real master swung out of the natural sword formation, it would be chaotic.

He really couldn't think of any way for an ordinary dart robber to rush out of this sword array, and at this glance, his feet could no longer move half a step, this sword array was really created by a master.

After looking at it for a while, Lu Changfeng suddenly realized that this sword array was Kunlun's "Sumeru Sword Technique", thinking that Kunlun had withered in the past few years, and the master of the door passed on everything that could be taught.

Just how did you get into the bodyguard business?

The breeze blows, and the leaves are bleak.

Near the walls of the cottages, a wisp of cooking smoke was rising from many farmhouses, and the smell of porridge was faintly heard in the breeze, apparently when breakfast was about to be cooked.

Thinking of this, Lu Changfeng couldn't help but sigh again, but at this time, the aroma of porridge was stronger, and he realized that he was already very hungry.

He suddenly thought to himself: "No matter what the situation, a person must eat." ”

Of course, the emperor has to eat, the untouchables also have to eat, the people in the "Rich Inn" have to eat, and the "Poor Man's Villa" has to eat.

A wisp of cooking smoke slowly rose from the edge of a farmhouse in the east, and Lu Changfeng stretched his waist, and immediately stretched his body and swept over there.

Behind the trellis is the wall of this garden, and there is a small courtyard outside the wall, the yard is full of clothes with a pole, and there are two rows of earthen houses made of earth next to it, this house must also be occupied by the heroes of the green forest, and at this moment there are a few people wiping guns under the eaves, sorting out the red cherry blossoms on the handle of the gun.

There were also a few shirtless strong men, who were practicing boxing in the open space in the courtyard, while muttering and complaining that there were too many clothes drying in the yard, so that they couldn't use their fists and feet.

Further on, there was a row of bungalows with several chimneys on the roof, three of which were smoking, apparently the kitchens of the former farmhouses.

Lu Changfeng was still a little nervous, but he immediately found that although there were many people in this courtyard, their expressions were very leisurely, and they were even a little lazy.

Because this is already their world, they don't need to worry that the people above will come to investigate, and they don't need to worry about others coming to rob them.

Lu Changfeng's eyes rolled, he suddenly took off his clothes, ran out of the bushes naked, found a corner where the sun couldn't shine and sat down, stretched his waist, panted, and made a look like he had just finished practicing boxing, and no one noticed him inside and out.

I saw that under the shade of the tree on the other side of the kitchen, there were also a bunch of people, both men and women, and a handsome offspring was thinking of teasing a handsome girl, but the girl deliberately pretended to ignore it.

The world is as black as a crow, and all the heroes in the world are the same. The heroes of the green forest are not necessarily heroes when they leave the owner of the village, but as long as they leave the eyes of the gang master, they will be bolder, if they want the slave not to hook up with the girl, it is more difficult than asking the dog not to eat.

Lu Changfeng sighed and looked secretly funny, only to feel that although the faces of these little girls were not very good, their posture was still moving, and two of them seemed to be quite good.

As soon as the sun shone on her, the thin silk clothes that were tight on her body seemed to become transparent, and even the red belly pocket could be seen, and the big men with excess energy could see that their eyes were bulging out one by one, and they kept swallowing saliva.

After a while, a loud voice suddenly came out of the kitchen: "Dinner, starving to death", mixed with the Qiang sound of the north.

Kunlun is also one of the seven major sects, with many disciples, and this time he said that he wanted to "open his eyes", and as a result, thirty people came, and by the way, a batch of goods from Ataile was transported to Luoyang.

The men and women under the tree stood up together, and a handsome young man with a very iconic appearance smiled and said, "They are cooking more and more advanced, and they are cooking faster and faster, and I haven't finished my words yet!"

The Peugeot girl in thin silk pursed her lips and smiled: "After eating today, won't you eat tomorrow?"

The young man's eyes lit up, and he whispered, "Will you ...... tomorrow?"

By this time, others had already swarmed towards the kitchen, and the sound of "crackling" footsteps drowned out their voices.

A big tall man, shirtless, with a thick chest and a greasy belly, walked out, stood at the door, covered in black, looked like a giant, crossed his waist with his hands on his waist, and shouted with wide eyes: "Everyone has a share, line up, don't rush to catch it." ”

A thin-faced man said loudly: "The people in our stables have to get up before dawn to serve the animals, they get up the earliest every day, and they are the fastest hungry, Boss Fan, you can do a favor!"

Fan Lao didn't even look at him, turned around and brought out a delicate food box made of bamboo, and said, "Are all the girls from the master's side here?"

The thin-faced man's face turned red with anger, and said, "You obviously know that as soon as the helper comes back, the girls in the upper room will all follow the food in the small kitchen, why do you still prepare them?"

Boss Fan still ignored him, but smiled at the pretty girl: "The girl in the upper room won't come, so I'll give it to you!"

The pretty girl walked over with a twist, grabbed the lid of the food box and glanced at it, then glanced at Boss Fan, and said with a smile: "The dish is not bad, but there are only a few buns, how can eight people eat?"

Fan Lao Da smiled and said: "Sisters, you know how to eat all day long, and you are not afraid of eating a big belly No one?"

The pretty girl stomped her feet and said, "Okay, you eat my tofu, see if I don't tell the senior sister, and ask her to punish you for looking at the toilet tonight." ”

Boss Fan hurriedly said: "Okay! Okay! Little Ancestor, even if I'm afraid of you, is it enough to add another cage?"

The pretty girl smiled and said, "It's pretty much the same." ”

So she picked up the food box, twisted and left, and when she left, she didn't forget to give Fan Boss a wink, and naturally gave the young man one.

The other girls also got the food box and left, and some of them were pinched by Boss Fan's oily hand on their buttocks, and the thin-faced man roared: "Isn't it the turn of the stable?"

Boss Fan didn't seem to hear it at all, and slowly lifted a food box, and an old woman with a few white pockmarks on her face immediately rushed over, and said with a smile: "After the girls' points, I knew it was our turn." ”

She also grabbed the food box and looked at it, and said with a smile: "The people in our room are doing rough work, no better than the delicate girls, how can we eat enough food like this? We don't want good food, the rice is ......."

Boss Fan said with a calm face: "There is only so much rice, it's up to you whether you eat or not, if the people in Zhuangzi eat like you, wouldn't Kunlun have been eaten poor a long time ago?"

The old mother still smiled: "Yes, yes, yes, we really eat too much, but we are not heartless people, we have already prepared a few pieces of cloth to make padded jackets for the big brothers in the kitchen." ”

Boss Fan snorted, his face was really softened, and with just a wave of his hand, two large bowls were stuffed into the old mother's food box.

Lu Changfeng felt angry and funny, and said in his heart: "Even a cook who cooks rice is so powerful, if he becomes an official, then he will still have it? ”

I saw that the food boxes in the room were taken away, and finally it was the turn of the stable, the thin-faced man held back his anger, got his share, lifted the lid and looked at it, and immediately changed color and said: "There are five adults and four children in the room, is there only this pot of gruel steamed buns?"

Fan Laodao: "Yes, that's all. This is specially reserved for you, otherwise there would only be gruel!"

The thin-faced man was so angry that his hands trembled, and he said, "The surname Fan, you ...... Do you still treat the stables as people?"

Boss Fan said coldly: "What do you want? If you don't want to eat, just throw him away, there is a market in front of you, and what about rice cakes?"

The thin-faced man roared wildly, jumped up and said, "Lao Tzu would rather not eat this bowl of rice, and I will fight with you today!"

He picked up the food box and fell down on Boss Fan's head, who knew that this Boss Fan was tall and big, he jumped up and was not as tall as Boss Fan, slapped it with his backhand, followed by another kick, and said sharply: "You dare to find trouble in the kitchen and let your kid scream!"

The thin-faced man was kicked and got up again, trying to fight hard, but there were already seven or eight people in the kitchen, all of whom looked to be eating well, and they were still rolling pins in their hands, and he was about to be beaten.

Lu Changfeng waited in line for a long time, he couldn't stand the hunger, he was in a hurry, they actually fought, and the fire in his heart was even bigger.

He waited for a long time, and saw that the stable was estimated to have no food, and his stomach was grunting with hunger, and water was coming out of his mouth, this thin-faced man was bullied like this, and he was really angry.

He also knew that now was not the time to be nosy, but he still couldn't help but rush over, Boss Fan was holding a big fist and beckoning to the thin-faced man, when he suddenly saw a person rushing over, slapped him with a backhand, and slapped Boss Fan in the kitchen to sleep.

Several other people immediately roared angrily and surrounded them, and the people in the kitchen were very united, some of them were still carrying kitchen knives in their hands, but how could Lu Changfeng take these people in his eyes?

Even if he doesn't use his kung fu, these people are not opponents, three punches and two legs, seven people have been knocked down by him, Fan Laoda's face turned white with shock, and said, "You...... Are you also in the stable?"

Lu Changfeng sneered: "Yes, do you think the people in the stable are easy to bully?"

Boss Fan suddenly picked up a kitchen knife and slashed it down on his leg, and as soon as Lu Changfeng raised his foot, he stepped on Boss Fan's face, and his nose was squeezed to the side.

The thin-faced man took this opportunity to immediately ride on him and gave him more than ten punches, and the majestic Boss Fan was beaten to the point of shouting "Oops, hey".

Lu Changfeng was already hungry and impatient, and rushed into the kitchen, there was actually a piece of braised beef on the stove, Lu Changfeng also picked up the steamed bun and sandwiched the beef and ate it, and a bowl of porridge next to him was just the entrance, Lu Changfeng raised his neck and drank it clean.

I casually climbed out of the kitchen window, and now I feel much more comfortable.

Walking out of the backyard and through a shaded path, there is a distant field, silent in all directions, a turquoise pond, with mirror-like light that takes in the mountains in the distance.