The convoy traveled for another three days without waves, and then plunged into a vast expanse of reeds.

The reeds choose the water to live, large clusters, it is easy to form a beach into a pond, but the detour of the convoy has to travel for three more days, and there is a narrow road in the reeds, which can avoid those shallow mud, so it is not tight.

There is a river not far from the reeds, and the water vapor is hazy, which is an excellent place to escape the heat in this increasingly hot weather.

It's just that there has been a lot of rain this year, and the dams of several embankments of this big river have burst not long ago, although they know that there can be no flooding here, many people in the convoy are still a little frightened.

Ever since he knew that the young man in white had woken up, Fang Miaoyu always liked to run to the two young men.

One is to express one's concern, and the other is that the teenager is very well-educated, and talking to the teenager can always make people feel comfortable.

The convoy has nothing to do but rush, so it's better to come here to pass the time.

The girl in Tsing Yi still looks indifferent, which really doesn't give people any good feelings, but Fang Miaoyu is almost used to it, and she knows that the girl doesn't look down on them, but is born with this nature.

It's just that the sister and brother are one gentle and the other is indifferent, Fang Miaoyu often wonders, how can the same family teach such two children with diametrically opposed personalities?

After another conversation and laughter, after the young man euphemistically mentioned that he was a little tired, Fang Miaoyu left with interest.

The reeds are lush like a forest, and the breeze is blowing, and the blue waves are rippling.

The girl in Tsing Yi said lightly, "Someone is coming." ”

The young man who had changed into a very ill-fitting linen shirt at some point smiled, "I know. ”

Then he suddenly said, "Teach me a lesson." ”

The girl in Tsing Yi frowned slightly and glanced at the young man.

The boy gently explained, "I only found them two days ago, and they are very good. ”

The girl in Tsing Yi snorted coldly and stopped talking.

The convoy continued on its way, but no one noticed that the wind in the reeds seemed to be hurrying.

And these wind sounds masked the slight sounds coming from several directions.

......

A young man was lying on the roof of a hut hidden by reeds, and the breeze was blowing through the reeds, gently blowing his sideburns and hair.

He considers himself a very optimistic person and never complains.

When he was a child, he was lonely with his mother, and he suffered from white eyes, and then his mother died of illness, and he was taken away by a group of unknown people and sent to the grave of the sword, except for the broken sword, there was nothing.

He didn't know where it was, but he was there for ten years, alone.

The other day, when he came out of there, a man he didn't know said, let him kill a man here, and if he kills him, he won't have to go back, and if he can't kill him, he'll stay there forever.

There, what a cold world, how can this breeze and warm day be intoxicating.

So, here he comes.

......

A green-shirted guest carried a firewood knife in both hands and carried it behind his head, muttering a small song with a strong local flavor on his lips and walking slowly in the reeds.

"The king sent me to patrol the mountains~"

hummed and sang a few times, and jumped a few times, after all, he just saw a sea of green, bored, he finally took the firewood knife from his back, and didn't look back and asked, "You say, I can't block the sword of the old sword god, how many swords can I block?"

There was no response from all around.

He was not discouraged, and continued to say to himself: "Back then, the rivers and lakes thought that the old sword god had broken the sword, and now it has plummeted. If there is still a Fulong list, it should also be the first few, you said that I have the title of Xiaobadao, and you have the name of the poisonous bee, although it is a laughing legend, but you and I can join forces and not fall behind under the hands of people who are at the peak of cultivation, an opponent who is equal to the old sword god, what do you say are the odds of winning?"

The green-shirted ranger, who only had a firewood knife in his hand, was still silent behind him, but there was still the endless sound of the wind blowing the reeds, and the green-shirted ranger responded with it.

This person is the little tyrant who became famous in the rivers and lakes a few days ago, Zhang Ran. A firewood knife is fierce and domineering, quite a bit of the style of the knife Zhang Ran, plus the name is similar, it is jokingly called the little knife by the Jianghu people.

It's just that these days suddenly disappeared, and the people in the rivers and lakes thought that it was Zhang Ran's predecessor who reappeared in the rivers and lakes, this good man was afraid that his predecessors would find trouble, so he was scared to pee his pants, so he hid and didn't dare to see people, but he didn't want to make a big fuss here, you must know that he didn't even enter the hidden dragon list.

Zhang Ran smiled and said softly, "You like swords, I like swords, you and I are really a perfect match." So, I'll get that sword for you. ”

A slender figure finally appeared behind Zhang Ran, carrying a strange sword, extremely thin and extremely thin.

She wore a black shirt, her appearance was mediocre, but it was particularly angular, there was a murderous spirit between her eyebrows, and when the breeze blew, her half-long hair flew up, a bit like a reed swing in the wind.

Zhang Ran immediately turned around and said with a hippie smile: "Xiao Luo, you said, you are obviously not good-looking, why do I like you?"

The woman called Xiao Luo said seriously, "Because no other woman dares to beat you, except me." ”

Zhang Ran was not embarrassed at all, "Then, if I hadn't beaten that person, don't forget to smoke my tombstone twice when you are Qingming in the future, I feel comfortable." ”

"Good. The woman still said lightly, not at all as if she didn't feel strange at all.

......

A woman in pink came from the southwest, carrying a peach branch in her hand, and after a while, she would use the peach branch to stir the reeds, and her face would chuckle.

She likes it here, there are no peach forests all over the island, but the verdant is so green that it makes people feel happy.

She never thought that there were other things in the world that she loved in addition to the pink colors all over the mountains, so it would be worth it to come out this time.

When she came out, someone made a deal with them to block a person's way, and if they did, they would be born completely, and they didn't need to hide their heads and tails anymore.

It's a great deal, no matter how you look at it.

So, here she comes.

......

Opposite the woman in pink was a man with dark skin like a peasant in the countryside, with a wooden expression, slightly bowed his head, and a strip of cloth on his back slightly raised, as if there was an object in the shape of a wooden box.

Today, he will take the life of a man with these things.

The rivers and lakes should not be lonely, but they know that they can't do it, which is stupidity.

Foolish people are never supposed to live in this world.

Because his stupidity will make even greater mistakes, like the Fulong list in front of Yijiazi, like the dying of the rivers and lakes.

Isn't it nice to be calm all the time?

So, here he comes.

......

A man dressed in silver fir entered the reeds, with a long sword behind his back, and slowly walked in the direction of the convoy.

A few days ago, he fought with that man, and the winner was inseparable.

The man said, "The world is big, and he is in a corner, and he is not worth it."

Isn't it worth it?

He didn't know, but he was born for the sword, and he practiced those swordsmanship since he was a child, and the person who fed him the sword and was finally killed by him also told him that the sword tower can't disappear, so what can he do if he doesn't go to a corner?

The man said, the rivers and lakes are rising, why not create your own swordsmanship, what is the meaning of picking up the teeth of the ancestors?

The man said, "Sword Tower, aren't you the Sword Tower?" Those people are pedantic and don't enter the Sword Tower, what is the difference between those swordsmanship and non-existence?

yes, it doesn't make a difference, then burn it!

It took him three days to memorize all the swordsmanship in the Sword Tower, and then burned all those things, and he would be the Sword Tower in the future.

He will find a successor, and when the successor defeats him, he dies, and the successor is the Sword Tower.

The Sword Tower will always exist as long as he lives.

But who will the heir choose?

Someone told him that there was a boy here, and if the boy could live, he would be eligible.

Among the four people who are equivalent to the innate pinnacle...... Oh no, and those who survived his ambush, even if not swordsmen, are qualified, right?

So, here he comes.

......

The reeds rippled, the wind blew, and the sky gradually darkened.

The convoy stopped and began to set up camp to rest.

In the middle of the convoy, the young man who closed his eyes and recuperated suddenly opened his eyes.

The girl in Tsing Yi, who was some distance away from the boy, also opened her eyes and looked at the boy strangely.

The boy was silent for a breath or two, looked at the white bird on his shoulder, and whispered, "Come down, don't run around." ”

"Goo. Rolling fluff screamed softly, but still obediently flew off the boy's shoulder.

Then the boy chuckled at the girl, and said gently, "Stay here obediently, I'll go back as soon as I go." ”

With that, the boy stood up, jumped out of the cart, and quickly disappeared.

The girl was stunned and frowned slightly. No one had ever spoken to her in such a tone, like a child.

She was a little displeased, and for some reason she couldn't get angry.

After a moment's hesitation, she tilted her head to listen to the wind, jumped out of the carriage, and got into the reeds.