The light of the fire shone on every face, the four heroes were on the left, a group, far away from Qiu Luoluo and the others, Qin secretly instructed the chess, holding eight chess pieces in his hand, of which two horses, two rooks, two soldiers, two generals, aimed at the other eight people.

Dancing with the enemy, Be careful, Qin didn't dare to be careless, he trusted Cang Liang, he was sure that Qiu Luoluo, even Lin Xing, he didn't trust it, Lin Xing lost the good image of a famous child, in Qin's eyes, he was a gentleman who was confused by beauty, and he felt pity deeply for Lin Yuchun's old man.

Drawing, playing with the judge's pen, wiping the judge's pen, he does this, the pen does not leave his body, and at the critical moment, he can fight if he rushes up.

The book is reading a book, a book without a name.

Qin is singing, singing softly, she likes everything related to music, when she is most nervous, he likes to sing, singing in his nose with internal qi, singing melodiously, but unfortunately others can't hear it, can't see it.

Qiu Luoluo guarded the fire, watching the firelight dancing on Lu Qianyu's cheeks, carefully recalling Lin Xing's words, Lu Qianyu may not be able to survive this night, apart from this matter, what else can bother her?

Nobody knows.

Lin Xing was in a daze, maybe racking his brains, he was thinking, what way could he find Lin Yuchun and help Lu Qianyu spend this night safely?

The knife added some firewood to the fire, and he said, "Gong Bufan, hasn't your meat been roasted yet?"

Gong Bufan and Gu Youzhi were in charge of the barbecue, the aroma of the meat gradually spread, in addition to the fragrance, there was also a trace of unwilling taste, because next, these meats had to be distributed to the four people, Gong Bufan had some medicinal powder in his pocket, it was a colorless and tasteless poison, there was a medicine to solve, faded out of Lin Xing, in this Baicao Valley, there is absolutely no antidote, as long as you eat it, an hour, you can melt people's stomachs, he is hesitating, whether to give them four people, add a little discretion.

Gu Youzhi told Gong Bufan many times with his eyes that he couldn't do this, and Cangliang's predecessor had to give face, not only because he was an old-timer in the rivers and lakes, but also because now was not the time to cause disputes, and the abuse of poison was not done by a gentleman.

The flames are beating, the green smoke is rising, the meat is rolling, the salt is melting, people are thinking, and after a while, Gong Bufan said that it is ready to eat.

As soon as the word "eating" blurted out, the footsteps of three people came from the darkness, Gu Youzhi stood up, walked towards the three people, and said with a smile in his mouth: "It's hard, it's hard." ”

Zhong Xibei was holding a wine jar in his arms, Zhong Nannan's hands were each holding a wine jar, and the silver-haired Cangliang was holding a wine jar with his head, they were walking faster and faster, and came to the edge of the fire, Cangliang took the wine jar, and there was a force in his hand, and pushed it to the qin, Qin raised his eyes and looked, standing still, his right wrist was on the wine jar, his wrist turned around, and the wine jar was caught steadily, and he smiled: "Cangliang senior, toast to the little woman, but don't dare to be." ”

After copying the wine jar, he immediately lifted the lid, took a deep breath, and clapped his hands, "Okay, what a twenty-year-old Shaoxing daughter Hong, old man, I'm not welcome today." ”

Zhong Xixi snorted and handed it to Gong Bufan.

Cang Liang sat on the ground and said: "Tonight, the cool breeze and wine, the bright moon is in the sky, why not drink it, it is simply a crime to live up to such a good time." ”

Goo-doo.

The painting has already drunk, put down the wine jar, and said loudly: "It's really good wine, old man, this night, I respect you as a senior, come, respect you." After that, the wine jar flew with the sound waves, Cangliang intercepted the wine jar, raised his head and drank, the painting was secretly surprised, and said in his heart: "What a sword talent." "It turned out that when he threw the wine, he transported seven points of skill, half of the masters, if they were defenseless, they would never be able to parry, this jar of wine must be broken, but Cang Liang's hand felt greasy on the wine jar, and he instantly unloaded ninety percent of the force.

After drinking, taking a sip of wine, Cang Liang said, "Here comes the meat." ”

Gong Bufan tore off a deer leg and gave it to him, and said, "Old man, if you have any other novel things, you might as well take them out for us to see." ”

Cangliang ate meat, relished, mouth full of oil, no one looked at it, stared at the fire for a long time, and said: "Novelty, we don't have it, there are a few real stories, are you willing to listen?"

The painting said: "Just drink and listen to it." ”

So Cang Liang said.

About thirty years ago, in the martial arts, there were four people, known as the four swords in the world, the first sword saint, the second sword demon, the third sword madness, the fourth sword talent, the sword talent is his Cangliang, the first sword saint, the dragon sees the head but not the tail, only the legend, the other three, have never seen him, but in the martial arts, he is still put in the first place, and the sword demon is Lu Xinghe, the sword maniac died under Qiu Lingyun's sword, so how did he die?

On that day, the sword maniac defeated Cang Liang, only one sword was missing, either the sword maniac was defeated, or Cang Liang was defeated, the result was still Cang Liang's defeat, the sword maniac was a madman, his moves were alive, but not nothing, because he was crazy, and he couldn't remember that the swordsmanship started all the way and ended all the way, so he fought, he fought indiscriminately, the third move, the twelfth move, the sword of the downward pressure, the next hand was still the sword of the downward pressure, Cang Liang lost, and he lost in the rules, so Cang Liang lost Xiao Qingfeng, and the sword maniac thought that he had defeated Cang Liang, so he could go to the young Qiu Lingyun。

So, the sword maniac rode a fast horse and went to Xiaoxian to climb the peak and go to Qiu Lingyun for a duel.

When he arrived at Xiaoxian Dengfeng, he was greeted not by the soldiers of the Demon Flame Sect, but by the wine of the Demon Flame Sect, Qiu Lingyun personally came to greet him with an exception, and set up a table of wine and food.

At that time, Qiu Lingyun was just a young man in his twenties, his swordsmanship was not proficient, and he thought that he was not the opponent of a sword maniac, and on the entire Xiaoxian Peak, everyone added up, and there were less than a thousand people. Therefore, he cannot retreat, but only advances, and advances are retreats.

He invited the sword maniac, the sword maniac is good at everything, crazy or not, but he is too anxious, too high-minded, too arrogant, he saw that Qiu Lingyun was young, so he relaxed his vigilance, so he was defeated.

Qiu Lingyun didn't poison him, he just drank with the sword maniac, and drank from noon to the next morning, and then they competed, Qiu Lingyun was one drunken word away from its strength, and there was also the retreat of the arrogant word, the sword maniac was slightly drunk, coupled with arrogance, it became Qiu Lingyun's sword killing, and everyone knew the rest of the matter.