On the small boat in Feiyan Lake, the boatman heard the sound of the shore and was frightened.

Sun Youcai also reminded Li Xian for the first time: "Young master, there's a fight over there." The old beggar is amazing, and he is actually a master. "Sun Youcai, a little person who lives in the Li family and doesn't have much ideals in life, envy rich businessmen and celebrities on weekdays, and people who have become famous officials, as for those who walk the rivers and lakes, or call for wind and rain in the sect, Sun Youcai always feels that it is far away from him;

Li Xian also thought about it for a long time, looking at the sound of fists and feet on the shore, knowing that in such rivers and lakes, maybe any inconspicuous guy could be a great character, but a beggar, also with a unique skill, was somewhat surprised by the old beggar's forbearance and disguise.

"It's none of our business, let him go. ”

The boatman was reassured, and finally did not meet a nosy stunned young man, and the other boatmen did not want to or have the ability to get involved.

A big boat came all the way from the dock on the other side of Feiyan Lake, Tang Que stood at the bow of the boat, and shouted from a distance: "Childe, come up and watch the play." ”

Li Xian was stunned: "What kind of play are you watching?"

"Big play. Tang Que asked people to lower the ladder, and one master and one servant got on the big boat.

The boatman took a lot of silver taels, and quickly shook the oars in the opposite direction.

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Thirty years is long enough for those who have enough time.

Han Shiqing never thought of giving up, nor did he think of leaving behind the last wishes of his master and ancestor, and he was even more determined to have a heart and a brain for the countless "dragon graces" of the Beiyang Dynasty.

Now the person who made Aoki Jiao willing to trade appeared in front of him, life and death were in the hands of the long sword in his hand, an anger, a flash of thought, the dying person who had been hiding in Tibet for thirty years in front of him, how could he not be buried in this Feiyan Lake in a different place?

But the person is dead, this line is broken, and the covenant of Aoki Jiao will not be able to be talked about.

Let him fear, let him be afraid, let him be forced to hand over something; a man who is about to die, not afraid of death, but also afraid of the long sword in his hand?

He has been persisting in his beliefs for thirty years, and the person in front of him is a timid rat?

After thinking about it for a long time, Han Shiqing finally said: "You are also a disciple of the second-rate sect, and you used to be famous, even if you are now on the line of life and death, you are not a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death." I didn't want to take your life, but if you insist on doing this, I can't blame me Han Shiqing for killing people without blinking. ”

With that, he jumped upward, and a man and a sword flew into the air, and the tip of the sword reached the throat of the vital place of Thunder Mountain.

Shout!

The sound of sword qi breaking through the air suddenly came, and a figure swept at high speed from the direction of Changti

Han Shiqing turned over and reverberate, dodged the power of a sword, retreated a few meters away, landed on the river beach, and looked at the comer.

The person who came repelled Han Shiqing with a sword, jumped down from the causeway, stared at Lei Shan lying in the pile of rocks, a little concerned, and a little surprised: "Senior brother, don't come unharmed." ”

Lei Shan smiled miserably, because of the split mouth, the blood dripping on the clothes in front of him was particularly eye-catching: "Fortunately, I can still see you before I die." ”

Han Shiqing knew the person who came, and he didn't have much of a worrisome look, he smiled slightly, and under the big battle, he still teased: "Sect Master Wei is also a person who values feelings, and after thirty years, he is also such a brotherly relationship. ”

Wei Yuanwu finally no longer had a complicated look when facing Lei Shan, his eyes suddenly changed, and he faced Han Shiqing and said, "Han Shiqing, being a dog is really out of the realm." Thirty years is not enough, and the strength of his life is not enough, so in order to work for the Beiyang Dynasty, he persevered and was desperate. When you think about it, it's probably not a surprise. The three masters and apprentices of yours are better than one, and they are all like this, stretching for a hundred years, and the inheritance ability of this sect is beyond the reach of even the first-class sects in the world. ”

Gui is the crown prince of the Beiyang Dynasty, the best candidate for the future national teacher, has experienced the words and swords on the Jinluan Palace, and there are also scholarly literati who do not have dirty words and poems scolding, have you ever seen Han Shiqing panicked?

Wei Yuanwu's deliberately disgusting sarcasm, Han Shiqing's face was still pale, and perhaps the only thing that could make his face change drastically at this time was the sword in the hand of Wei Yuanwu, who was the sect master of the second-class sect.

"I'm afraid you're not the only one who came this time, but the three of you acted together back then. Han Shiqing did not respond positively to Wei Yuanwu's scolding without dirty words, the battle of interests, the battle between good and evil, or the battle of positions, never relied on lip service, otherwise wouldn't so many poor scholars in the Beiyang Dynasty be invincible in the world?

"That's right, Han Shiqing, don't come unharmed. The two of them jumped up the causeway from the green behind them, and the one who spoke was the Xuanzhen Taoist who was still wearing a Taoist robe.

Zhong Wansong next to him looked indifferent, just like the least talk to him on the Yuhai floor that day, it seemed that he didn't want to speak unless he had to.

Three to one, the reversal of the situation did not move Han Shiqing on the river beach, staring at the two people on the embankment who had not seen him for thirty years, and he could squeeze out a polite smile: "You are also here, the three of you are really inseparable." ”

The Xuanzhen Taoist on the causeway said indifferently: "Everything has a beginning and an end, and with the beginning of thirty years ago, there is a result to be considered complete." ”

"What are you going to do when you are here, do you want to save this dying man, or do you want to completely tear your face with the Beiyang Dynasty?" Han Shiqing asked the two people on the causeway.

"Whether Lei Shan lives or dies depends on the mandate of heaven and his own creation, and the grievances between him and the Beiyang Dynasty are not interested in the three of us. It's just that before he dies, there is still something unfinished that he wants to ask, Han Shiqing, can you ask for convenience?" The person who spoke was still a Xuanzhen Daoist, and his solemn face could not see the leisurely open-mindedness of an outsider at all, but more of an obsession comparable to Han Shiqing.

Han Shiqing turned to Wei Yuanwu on the other side: "Sect Master Wei, what about you? This person is your senior brother, and he almost became the sect master of the Pure Yang Sect back then. People from the same sect have the friendship of senior brothers, are they willing to draw their swords to help?"

"Han Shiqing, you misunderstood, this person is a traitor from the Pure Yang Sect, he has already betrayed the sect thirty years ago, and it is true that he belongs to the same family, how can he come from the friendship of senior brothers?"

"That's good, I have time. Han Shiqing turned his back and faced Feiyan Lake, which had returned to calm.

Wei Yuanwu asked the senior brother very directly: "Lei Shan, I still call you senior brother, what about that thing?"

"Wei Yuanwu. Lei Shan's bloodshot eyes regained a little bit of brilliance, and he moved his body, which had been lying a little stiff for a long time: "Why do you need to pretend, if I want to give you something, why did I take that thing from the three of you thirty years ago." ”

The three of them glanced at each other, and they all had complicated noncommittal expressions.