With the help of the rain, the quaint inkstone is terrifying!

A long river like ink served as a barrier for the old Confucian scholars, so that Li Fuyao's green silk sword had no way, and after piercing into the ink river, it could no longer move, so when the sword nineteen appeared in his hand.

Li Fuyao swung a sword without hesitation.

It was also a majestic sword qi, attacking the old Confucian scholar.

It's just that the inkstone moved down slightly at this moment, and it was impartially blocked in front of Li Fuyao's body, and the sword nineteen slashed out, just above the inkstone.

Bang!

Li Fuyao felt a huge force attacking, and Jian Nineteen was almost about to come out, but a crack appeared on the inkstone that was neither deep nor shallow.

The ink river was stunned, Li Fuyao took out the green silk, and the nineteen-one sword stabbed out, and the green silk immediately followed behind him, these are the two swords.

There is no book in the world that says how to deal with a swordsman with two swords, because no swordsman in this world has ever had a sword in one hand.

In just a short time, the old Confucian had already fallen back far away, his big sleeves fluttering, but he looked a little embarrassed in the rain.

can make a monk of Taiqing Realm suffer such a big loss in such a short period of time, in addition to the identity of a swordsman thanks to Li Fuyao, it is also inseparable from his double swords.

The old Confucian stood still in the rain and said in a deep voice: "Even if a sword immortal kills a great demon for the sake of the human race, this mountain and river is not a place where you swordsmen are rampant!"

Li Fuyao was speechless, just staring at the old Confucian scholar, and after a while, he asked with a sneer: "Then speaking of which, if you hadn't killed the big demon towards the Sword Immortal, the old gentleman wouldn't even have the interest in talking to me?"

The old Confucian didn't say a word, just one hand behind him, and the other hand was lifted up, the square inkstone was above his head, and Mohe did not continue to appear, probably because he was slashed by Li Fuyao's sword.

At the other end of the battlefield, Chang Lin could not have been the opponent of the Wuning Mansion Lord, but Xie Huaiyin had a big battle first, which caused his Lingfu Qi to be exhausted.

Now that he has encountered the lifeless Chang Lin, during this time, Chang Lin is completely fighting for his life, which actually made Xie Huaiyin not give birth to a new wisp of qi in the Spirit Mansion, which made Xie Huaiyin feel very surprised.

Killing people is not a nod to the ground, it's just how to kill and who kills, and there is a lot of delicacy in this.

Xie Huaiyin relied on the silver gun to prevent Chang from approaching, and Chang Lin even had the idea of exchanging injuries for injuries several times during this period, but Xie Huaiyin saw through them.

And successfully resolved.

Xie Huaiyin is not afraid of any masters who have been famous for a long time, but he is afraid of this kind of outlaw, the former still has something to ask for, even if he wants to distinguish the superior, it will not be too terrifying, but the latter wants you to die wholeheartedly, and even does not hesitate to exchange his own life, who can stand it?

Moreover, today's Xie Huaiyin is not the Xie Huaiyin in his heyday, and there is a big difference between the two Xie Huaiyin.

Chang Lin's sword swept out, leaving several sword marks on the wall, but he never got close, Xie Huaiyin covered himself with a silver spear, and Chang Lin's sword never pierced it.

This made Chang Lin, who had the mentality of killing Xie Huaiyin, really irritable.

Li Fuyao hung the nineteenth on his waist, only carrying the green silk, looking at the old Confucian scholar not far away, his expression was flat, along the way, he had already killed three Taiqingjing monks.

The porter of Dazaifu, the old man selling sweet potatoes, and the man in gray who went up the mountain to provoke but didn't know his name from beginning to end.

But to be honest, of these three fights, only the first one is more dangerous, and the last two don't know if it's because of experience or because of the talisman and the holy pill, it's actually relatively easy.

As for this old Confucian scholar, according to Li Fuyao, it is actually not too difficult to deal with, not to mention that he still has a holy pill on his waist.

Enough to fight for one's life.

Besides, it was not yet time to use that holy pill.

Li Fuyao sighed, if he really wanted to use that holy pill, he would lose to his grandmother's house when he came to Ningfu City this time, even if the Wuning Mansion Lord had some secret book.

Is there a saint-dan precious?

Li Fuyao was a little distracted, and suddenly heard the sound of horses' hooves in the distance.

The sound of horses' hooves stepping on stagnant water is not crisp, but for Li Fuyao, the sound could not be more beautiful.

A horse as red as a flame galloped in, and on horseback there was a man in armor and a halberd.

Li Fuyao looked at this scene from a distance, thinking that if this was really on the battlefield, Wen Bailou led thousands of troops and horses, he was a little in a trance.

Wen Bailou rode forward, and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, I didn't know there was a Taiqing Realm beforehand, but you can stop him with a Qingsi Realm, it's not bad." ”

Li Fuyao put the sword into the sheath, and just smiled: "Next, I will hand it over to General Wen." ”

"It's a trifle!"

Wen Bailou laughed and swept with a halberd, rolling up countless raindrops, this halberd alone was enough to make the old Confucian look awe-inspiring.

After Li Fuyao put away his sword, he no longer paid attention to the battle here, probably because he had absolute confidence in Wen Bailou, and turned his head to look at another battlefield, looking at the life and death of Chang Lin and Xie Huaiyin.

Li Fuyao frowned, and then said with a smile: "Lord Xie, I heard that you have a secret book, is it true or false?"

The voice was not loud, but in fact, Li Fuyao did not simply ask this sentence, so at the same time as he opened his mouth, a thunder sounded in Xie Huaiyin's ears, and Xie Huaiyin, who was already unstable in breath, trembled, and almost let Chang Lin stab a sword.

In the past, Xie Huaiyin faced the enemy, relying on his own strong strength, he was naturally able to be unfazed, but now, Mr. was stopped by Wen Bailou, and Chang Lin was desperate to take his life.

And right next to them, there was a swordsman from the Green Silk Realm watching the battle.

Xie Huaiyin could guess that this was Li Fuyao deliberately creating a battlefield where he and Chang were on the verge of life and death

, but Chang Lin's sword practice time is still short after all, if he really can't defeat him, Li Fuyao may not be able to make a move.

After all, the sentence that seemed to be an understatement before was hidden in the mystery.

Xie Huaiyin, who had never encountered such a situation since he was a teenager, looked indifferent, but he was already anxious in his heart.

Never before.

Li Fuyao went to pick up the oil-paper umbrella, not to let himself be in the rain, looking at Chang Lin, his expression was as usual, even if he Li Fuyao could help Chang Lin in small things, but this kind of big thing related to his revenge, he still adhered to the original idea.

Let Chang Lin do it alone.

It's just that in the end, if there is really no chance, he Li Fuyao will naturally not stand idly by.

Now, it hasn't gotten to that point.

In fact, whether it is the time to practice the sword, or the grasp of the situation, or the decision on the spot, Chang Lin is not Xie Huaiyin's opponent, and he has been able to persist until now, just by relying on the breath in his chest.

Li Fuyao said helplessly: "Chang Lin, you told me before that you must live." ”

Chang Lin swept with a sword, and the sword qi forced Xie Huaiyin back, and then he said in a deep voice: "Uncle Shi, these words will only be counted after I take revenge." ”

Li Fuyao thought to himself, sure enough.

The battle between Wen Bailou and the old Confucian over there is also coming to an end, Xie Huaiyin and Li An are fighting, Xie Huaiyin consumes a lot, but Wen Bailou and Jiang Yu are not like this, Jiang Yu is really much worse than Wen Bailou.

In the end, he lost his heart, so even if Wen Bailou is not in its heyday, it is actually not much worse.

A halberd swept and hit the old Confucian in the chest, and the old Confucian coughed up blood, and he had already achieved defeat.

Therefore, after half a pillar of incense, waiting for Wen Bailou's halberd to pierce the chest of the old Confucian scholar, Li Fuyao didn't think it was strange at all.

Wen Bailou, who turned over and dismounted, walked under the eaves and stood side by side with Li Fuyao, who had come here before.

Wen Bailou glanced at Xie Huaiyin's side and wondered: "Xie Huaiyin is already at the end of the crossbow, why don't you kill him?"

Li Fu shook his head, "Just like General Wen has to kill Jiang Yu, Chang Lin wants to kill Xie Huaiyin, and he doesn't allow others to interfere." ”

Wen Bailou said with a smile: "Revenge is a matter of revenge, you have to do it yourself, if someone helps, it's really almost meaningful." ”

"That kid just doesn't have a good chance of winning. ”

Li Fuyao said softly: "The most appropriate way is naturally to practice your skills and then talk about revenge, but if you can't wait, what can you do." ”

Wen Bailou looked up at the rain that was gradually fading, and his expression was flat.

Li Fuyao took the initiative to ask, "Where is General Wen going here?"

Wen Bailou smiled heartily: "The big revenge will be avenged, and there will be no more knots, and then it will naturally be to travel the world, if there is a chance, how about you and I travel together?"

Li Fuyao nodded with a smile and continued: "Don't miss the battlefield?"

Wen Bailou shook his head and said: "The old country is gone, and no matter how much you lead the troops to fight, you don't have the feeling of the past, so you just take a good walk and take a look." ”

It seemed that he didn't expect Wen Bailou to say such a thing, Li Fuyao couldn't say something he couldn't say, but he laughed it off.

Wen Bailou looked into the distance and said softly: "The country of Chu is gone, but I always feel that this mountain and river, there will always be another country with Chu as the name of the country in the future, and maybe even a dynasty." ”

Li Fu shook his head and said, "The world is unpredictable, no one can say. ”

During the conversation between the two of them, Xie Huaiyin's side, Chang Lin fought for the price of being pierced in the shoulder by Xie Huaiyin's shot, which finally made Xie Huaiyin's lower abdomen bleed.

A sword slashed open the lower abdomen of the first person in the Beihai rivers and lakes, making Xie Huaiyin go crazy.

Li Fuyao sighed, I'm afraid Changlin's only strength is to spare his life.

He and Wen Bailou were chatting under the eaves, but in fact they still focused on that side, if they were often accidentally stabbed to death by Wen Bailou, it would be really sorry for Mr. Chao.

Wen Bailou glanced at Wuning Mansion and asked with a smile, "You really don't want that cheatbook?"

Li Fu shook his head and said: "I'm a sword practitioner, and if I want to be interested, it's also things like sword scriptures, what martial arts cheats, I can't look at it." ”

When he said this, Li Fuyao smiled a little.

Although Wen Bailou has not known Li Fuyao for a long time, he actually knows some thoughts about Li Fuyao, so he just smiled at it, and then didn't say more.

Back then, in the Chu State, Wen Bailou became famous at a young age and became an important minister of the temple early, surrounded by some mainstays in the temples of the Chu State, but there were not many people who could make Wen Bailou look at it.

It's not that his eyes are above the top, it's just that there are not many people with a temper.

At the same time that Wen Bailou was losing his mind, Xie Huaiyin and Chang Lin over there were finally coming to an end.

While Chang Lin was stabbed in the chest by a silver spear, a sword cut Xie Huaiyin's throat.

Blood gushed out and mixed with the rain.

Constant advent is to fall backwards.

Both fell to the ground almost at the same time.

The silver spear didn't stab the heart, but the iron sword cut the throat.

The rain stopped.

Xie Huaiyin has no hope of living.

Li Fuyao walked over with an umbrella, pulled out a silver gun, and stuffed a pill into Chang Lin's mouth.

Naturally, it was not the holy pill, but the pill given by Gu Yuan before.

When he was at the border of Chen State, he was almost killed by the green-shirted Confucian and was seriously injured, it was Gu Yuan who gave a lot of pills, those pills were products of the Xue Palace, naturally not ordinary, even if they did not have the good effect of the Holy Pill, the effect was much better than those herbs in the world.

After feeding the pill and feeling the vitality of Chang Lin, Li Fuyao picked him up and walked towards the inn.

Wen Bailou led the horse slowly.

Three Taiqing Realm died tonight, and it was originally a shocking thing to put in a secular world, even if this place was Ningfu City

。

This matter is over, before approaching the restaurant, Wen Bailou disappeared into the long street, his dress was already extremely conspicuous, but it was at night, if it was daytime, I don't know how many people were staring.

Walking into the restaurant, Yu Yan quickly poked his head out of the room, and was a little surprised to see Li Fuyao covered in blood, but he still covered his mouth and didn't shout.

Li Fuyao changed Chang Lin's clean clothes, and then bandaged him by the way.

After thinking about it, he stuffed a few pills into Chang Lin's mouth.

Yu Yan leaned against the door and asked softly, "Do you want to take a bath?"

Li Fuyao glanced at Yu Yan strangely, and finally shook his head.

Yu Yan was a little resentful, "The slave and the maid will not eat the son, why is the son so afraid of the slave and the maid?"

Li Fuyao rubbed his cheeks, his head was big for a while, but his face was actually red.

Yu Yu covered his mouth and chuckled, and finally slowly left.

Walking back to the room, Yu Yan was lying on the bed, in fact, there were some things she knew was impossible, even if she was willing to recommend herself as a pillow and was willing to follow Li Fuyao without a name or a point.

Nine times out of ten, Li Fuyao will not accept it.

She knew that Childe was not like that!

In this case, it is a blessing to be able to stay by Childe's side for one more day.

In the early morning of the second day, the genius was bright, and groups of Wuning Mansion disciples began to appear in the entire Ningfu City, wandering around the streets, and everyone had a sad and indignant look on their faces.

Regarding the killing of Xie Huaiyin, the lord of Wuning Mansion, there would be no more than ten people in the entire Ningfu City who knew the news.

The Wei Mansion was unusually quiet today, and Wei Xian, the master of the Beihai rivers and lakes who was rumored to have been killed by Xie Huaiyin, was standing in the courtyard, looking at the sky.

Wei Yingchun, the head of the Wei family, stood aside and said with a smile: "Now that Xie Huaiyin is dead, Xian'er can ascend to a high position." ”

Wei Xian shook his head, "What does it mean for my father to think that he is the number one in the rivers and lakes?"

Wei Yingchun frowned, "What did Xian'er plan?"

Wei Xian said calmly: "In the spring of next year, I will leave Ningfu City and go to pursue that avenue." ”

Wei Xian knew what his father was going to say, and said after a long time: "Before leaving, I will pick a few good seedlings of the Wei family and teach them well, since my father wants the Wei family to become the first, why not?"

Wei Yingchun stroked his beard and smiled: "Xian'er really knows that he is a father. ”

Wei Xian smiled indifferently and said no more.

He looked up in the direction of Wuning Mansion, his eyes full of admiration.

When he met Xie Huaiyin that day, it should have been a battle of life and death, and the reason was neither because of the secret book nor because of the fact that he Wei Xian was murderous in the rivers and lakes, but because of another hidden reason.

Because of that reason, Wei Xian had to die.

But in fact, in the end, Xie Huaiyin just sat with Wei Xian for a long time and discussed some things about the cultivation realm.

In the end, Xie Huaiyin discussed fake death with him, and Xie Huaiyin said so.

"I, Xie Huaiyin, can only be trapped in the rivers and lakes of Beihai in this life, but since you Wei Xian don't lose to me Xie Huaiyin, how can you do it for the rest of your life?"

"Great rivers and mountains, let's take a look!"

Wei Xian slowly stepped forward and said in a low voice: "I, Wei Xian, have never admired a person from the bottom of my heart in my life, but you Xie Huaiyin are worthy of admiration!"

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There was a lot of noise in the city, but the three people in the restaurant were doing business as usual, Li Fuyao did not leave the restaurant for the past few days, except for the occasional visit to see the unconscious Chang Lin, most of the time he was in the room to raise a sword.

In the past two days, Yu Yu personally cooked and made boiled tofu, which is exactly the same as what I ate before, the only difference is that there is no chili pepper in the restaurant here, and some special flavors are missing.

But talk is better than nothing.

One evening, Wen Bailou came to the door again, this time he was wearing a long robe, halberd and horse, he looked a little strange, but it was better than the previous armor,

In fact, no matter how much the disciples of Wuning Mansion wanted to find out the murderer of Xie Huaiyin, they should not have any way when facing Wen Bailou, a Taiqing Realm monk.

It's just that Wen Bailou doesn't want to be too ostentatious, otherwise it wouldn't be like this.

This time, Li Fuyao took the initiative to invite Wen Bailou to drink, and the two of them drank a lot, Li Fuyao stubbornly did not use his sword qi to force the wine out, compared to Wen Bailou, a battlefield martial artist who was born in the military.

It's not half a star.

In the end, Li Fuyao couldn't stand it anymore, he lay on the table and vomited, Yu Yan gently patted Li Fuyao's back, and then looked at Wen Bailou several times with some resentment.

Wen Bailou was drinking alone, but there was more appreciation in his eyes when he looked at Li Fuyao.

In the end, Yu Yu helped Li Fuyao upstairs, and Wen Bailou left with a smile.

Back in the room, Li Fuyao suddenly mentioned that he wanted to go to see Chang Lin, but Yu Yu had no choice but to help Li Fuyao go to Chang Lin's room.

Pushing open the door, Chang Lin, who didn't know when he woke up, sat on the bed.

Li Fuyao is a lot more sober.

Chang Lin saw Li Fuyao walk in, was silent for a moment, and said softly: "Uncle Shi, Xie Huaiyin died under my sword on purpose. ”

Li Fu shook his head and said, "I know." ”

He saw it clearly that night.

Chang Lin said again: "But he didn't say that he didn't kill my parents." ”

Li Fuyao was silent for a long time and asked a question, "So what do you want to do?"

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