Fu Yan strode out of town.

As the sun set, his back was still straight.

Unlike inside the town, the outside of the town is full of crumbling fences and dilapidated tiled houses. It's spring, but everything seems to be lifeless.

There seemed to be a sound of fighting in the distance, but none of this had anything to do with Fu Remnant.

He leaned against a ruined wall that was about to collapse, and he couldn't help but think of Chu Luo'er's face in his mind.

That was her face two years ago.

I wonder what she looks like now?

He thought about it, and he was in God.

"This little friend, I see that your Yin Tang is black, I'm afraid you won't be able to die!" a somewhat obscene voice came, with a faint schadenfreude in his mouth.

Fu Yan slowly opened his eyes, only to see a tall and thin beggar leaning against the wall, looking at him with a cheap smile.

Mo was about fifty or sixty years old, with gray hair, old and torn clothes, but not dirty, and seemed to be a fairly refined beggar.

Fu Yan glanced at him and sneered: "You know how to tell fortunes?"

As soon as the beggar heard the word fortune-telling, his eyes suddenly lit up, as if the whole person was in good spirits. Hurriedly smiled: "Yes, yes! ”

Fu Yan said: "You are a Taoist priest? You calculate, how many days can I live?"

The old Taoist priest's eyes purred, and he suddenly asked, "You say it first, do you believe that I will tell fortunes." ”

Fu Yan shook his head.

The old Taoist priest immediately shook his head and said, "If you don't believe me, then you will definitely only live for two or three days." ”

Fu Yan frowned slightly, his poison happened to only live for two or three days, could it be that this person was a master?

The expression on his face did not change, and he said, "Then, what if I believe it?"

The old Taoist priest immediately smiled and said, "Then you have to live for at least a hundred years, haha!"

Fu Yan was silent for a long time, and suddenly said, "You see that I am poisoned?"

The old Taoist priest said: "Your whole hand is as black as ink, and even fools can see it." ”

Fu Yan snorted coldly, looked around at his right arm in black clothes, and completely wrapped his entire left hand. Said: "Since you are a Taoist priest, is there a way to cure it?"

"Since I am a Taoist priest, of course there is no way, a Taoist priest is not a gentleman who heals diseases. ”

Fu Yan said: "It turns out that you are just a liar. ”

The old Taoist priest suddenly glared and said: "Don't talk nonsense, the old man has been walking the rivers and lakes for decades, and he has never deceived people." ”

Fu Yan sneered: "Okay, I believe you can tell fortunes, but you can tell me how I can live for another hundred years." ”

The old Taoist priest hehehehe, and nodded into the distance.

Fu Yan frowned, and saw a slender figure staggering under the sunset. The head full of green silk, white clothes and green skirts, fluttered slightly under the sunset and evening breeze.

No matter how sad your heart is, there will always be a trace of warmth when you see this soft picture.

Gu Jing is such a warm person.

She always has a smile on her face, she always has a kind heart, and her eyes are always clear.

She has been pampered by her family since she was a child, she has never had any troubles, she is the embodiment of sunshine and hope.

Even though she was seriously injured at the moment.

Her white blouse was stained with blood, and her green dress was covered in mud, and she fell to the ground again.

Then he struggled to get up, straightened his hair, puffed up a smile, and then continued to run.

When she approached, Fu Yan saw her appearance clearly, with thin willow eyebrows, clear big eyes, a nose and jade teeth, and a snow-skinned white face, she was as beautiful as an angel.

It is precisely because her skin is like snow that the blood flowing from the corners of her mouth is extraordinarily bright red and terrifying.

Fu Yan just looked at her and didn't speak

The old Taoist priest spoke, only to see him smile obscenely: "Little girl, I see that your Yin Hall is black, I am afraid that there will be a disaster of blood and light!"

The same gloating tone, the same lewd smile.

Gu Jing smiled reluctantly, and the sharp pain in her chest kept coming, making it a little difficult for her to even breathe.

That palm was too heavy, and if it weren't for her close-fitting soft armor, I'm afraid she would have died.

The old Taoist priest said: "Little girl, you speak, don't you want to know how long you can live?"

Gu Jing staggered up to him and said with a wry smile: "Grandpa Daoist, I... I had a lot of pain in my chest and said... Speech... It's difficult. ”

"And... And don't talk to me, it's going to hurt you. ”

After she finished speaking, she continued to walk forward, walking to Fu Yan. glanced at Fu Remnant, hesitated to continue, and suddenly took off his money bag and gently placed it next to Fu Remnant.

Seeing Fu Yan's puzzled eyes, Gu Jing reluctantly smiled: "I... I don't need it anyway, you can take it. ”

When she sees a beggar, she always gives some money. What's more, the beggar in front of him seemed to have an injury on his body, and his left hand should have been broken and wrapped.

Her money bag is very delicate, embroidered with a Qingluan, it can be seen that her family must be very wealthy,

"Stop!" Fu said coldly.

Gu Jing was stunned for a moment, her eyes showed doubts, she even thought that she had heard it wrong, and she was about to flee forward.

"Stop. ”

She looked at Fu Yan and said, "What's wrong with you?"

Fu Yan said expressionlessly: "Sit down and lean against the wall." ”

"No, I'm leaving, they're coming. ”

"You have all the money left, and people have to stay, listen to me, rest against the wall, and don't move. ”

Gu Jing hesitated a little, and was about to speak, but heard Fu Yan say: "You should trust a person, even if he is a beggar, right?"

Gu Jing smiled and nodded, leaned against the corner on his left, and let out a heavy sigh.

She was so tired and her chest hurt too much.

For the first time, she felt that this dry and cold waste wall was so thick and warm.

There were already figures in the distance, one tall and one short, one fat and one thin, but there was murderous intent in their eyes.

When they saw Gu Jing's figure, a sneer appeared on their faces, and the two of them rubbed their hands together and strode over.

"I didn't expect you to be so young that you still have some martial arts!" The fat man licked his fat lips, and there was already internal force surging in his body.

The thin man sneered, "But no one has yet been able to escape under the hands of the Southwest Twin Eagles." ”

When he spoke of the titles of the two of them, his eyes were full of pride, as if it were their achievement.

It's just that they look ugly and funny, and they really don't look like eagles, or even pheasants.

Of course, they saw Fu Yan and the old Taoist priest.

But a disabled beggar, a sleeping old Taoist priest, of course they won't care.

Yes, as soon as the two approached, the old Taoist priest immediately closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep.

Seeing that he was trembling slightly, his eyelids jumped, and he was obviously afraid.

"It's not going to work. ”

The southwest twin eagles were stunned for a moment, only to see Fu Yan slumped on the ground, his eyes looking at them. His eyes were cloudy and lacklustre, and he was evidently destitute for many years.

This made the fat man feel a little funny, and laughed: "What did you just say?"

"This way, it doesn't work. ”

The thin man saw the money bag at Fu Yan's feet, and sneered: "It seems that he is a righteous beggar, a fool who accepts money and wants to keep others safe." ”

The fat man said: "But he doesn't know, if he doesn't have his life to spend, what is the use of more money?"

The thin man said: "He is not from the rivers and lakes, and he has never heard of the prestige of the Southwest Double Eagle, otherwise he would have been scared and urinated." ”

The fat man joked: "Seeing that he seems to have a broken sword on his waist, maybe he is a master!"

As they spoke, they burst out laughing.

The thin man said: "Okay, when he sees our faces, let's kill him!"

"Don't!" Gu Jing hurriedly stood up and said, "I won't run away, I'll let you kill, but he's just a beggar, he's innocent." ”

"I have long heard that Miss Gu Jing is simple and kind, and she really deserves her reputation!"

The fat man said: "But it's too simple, isn't it?

"Then ......" The thin man groaned, and suddenly his internal strength surged, and his right palm slapped towards Fu Yan.

With a hideous smile in his eyes, it seemed that he could appreciate Fu Yan's painful and stunned eyes in the next moment. He likes to sneak attack, even if he kills women and children who don't have martial arts, because it gives him pleasure.

There was no surprise in the fat man's eyes, he seemed to have already understood the temperament of the thin man.

"Ah......h

He hurriedly looked sideways, and saw that the thin man was already half-kneeling, and a silver-white sword was inserted from his mouth and broke out of the back of his head.

The thin man's palms were still raised, and his eyes were full of incredulity, but he couldn't speak.

Fu Yan said lightly: "You have too many words, and your movements are too slow." ”

As he spoke, he slowly pulled out the Wind Breaking Sword, and blood flowed from the sword, dripping from the tip of the sword, leaving no trace.

The thin man stared at the boss with both eyes, and his body suddenly fell to the ground, blood bubbles were bubbling in his mouth, and the whole person kept convulsing.

"Well... What a fast sword!" After he finished speaking, the whole person kicked a few times, and then lost his breath.

The fat man stood in place, snorting coldly, fear spreading and amplifying in his heart.

Because he didn't see how Fu Yan drew the sword at all, and he couldn't have imagined that there was such a bright sword in the ancient scabbard!

This sword must have killed people a lot, that's why it always keeps the snow bright!

His whole body was trembling, his teeth were rattling, but he stood still, not daring to move.

"Fatty, didn't you talk a lot just now?" The lewd voice, with schadenfreude, the old Taoist priest saw that it was okay, and finally stopped pretending to be asleep.

He stood up and pointed at the fat man's nose and scolded, his expression more smug and proud. It was as if there was a man lying on the ground, whom he had killed himself.

Gu Jing watched all this blankly, her mood went from nervous to fear, and then from fear to pity.

Seeing the old Taoist priest dangling in front of him, with a rampant face, of course the fat man was unhappy, but he didn't dare to move at all now, of course he knew that he was not Fu Yan's opponent.

He began to regret why he had taken the business.

"Spare me, spare me!, please!" he stammered.

Fu Yan was silent for a moment, and suddenly said, "I gave you a chance, right?"

"Please... I was wrong! I have eyes and I don't know Tarzan!" The fat man's tears came out.

Gu Jing's face was unbearable, and there was a plea in his eyes when he looked at Fu Yan.

The old Taoist priest jumped up and down on the ground and shouted, "Aren't you the Southwest Twin Eagles? Don't beg for mercy! What are you doing in the world for an evil person like you?"

The fat man clenched his teeth and did not dare to speak.

The old Taoist priest said: "Play with the Taoist master, you are very tender, I tell you, I ......"

As soon as he was halfway through his words, the fat man's figure suddenly moved, instantly restrained him, and his right hand directly pinched out his neck.

At this time, the old Taoist priest panicked, knowing that he had gotten rid of it, and hurriedly said: "Hero! Hero! spare your life!"

The fat man snorted and said sharply, "Didn't you old dog bark quite happily just now?"

After he finished speaking, he looked at Fu Yan with an expressionless face, and said, "Don't mess around! Otherwise, I will kill him!"

"Don't don't, don't! Heroic spare your life, old Taoist, I am a passerby, I am a passerby!" The old Taoist priest was so frightened that his legs trembled.

The expression was exaggerated, and even Fu couldn't help but laugh cruelly.

"Master Dao, how long have I known you?" Fu Yan said lightly.

The old Taoist priest was stunned for a moment, and said, "Less than half an hour, hurry up and save me, what are you doing with these irrelevant things?"

Fu Yan said: "You also said, we haven't known each other for half an hour, why should I save you?"

The old Taoist priest smiled awkwardly and said, "That, I just met you, what was the first sentence?"

Fu Yan said coldly: "I see that your Yin Tang is black, I'm afraid you won't be able to die!"

"It's not this sentence, the four words in front!" The old Taoist priest was instantly anxious.

Fu Yan frowned and muttered, "Ahead, this little friend?"

The old Taoist priest hurriedly said: "Yes, yes! I met you for the first time, but I will treat you as a friend! Let's come out and mix, what we are talking about is righteousness, little friend! In front of beautiful women, you don't want to ignore your friends, this impression is not good, and it will be difficult to start in the future!"

Gu Jing's face was flushed, and he hurriedly said: "Grandpa Dao, don't talk nonsense, he will save you!"

The Taoist priest said loudly: "Look at how tall your image is in her heart, don't live up to it!"

Fu Yan was furious when he heard this, this old boy was full of nonsense, and he really wanted to give him a good time with a sword!

But thinking about it, people still have to be saved, Fu Ren said coldly: "Let him go, you get out!"

The fat man was relieved and said, "Don't break your promise!"

Fu Yan said: "Kill two people together with nonsense!"

The fat man's face changed, and he pushed the old Taoist priest towards Fu Remnant, and hurriedly ran out.

The old Taoist priest threw himself on the ground, let out a miserable scream, hurriedly jumped up, looked left and right on the ground, picked up a stone, and threw it at the fat man.

He said loudly: "Don't run if you have the ability, take a few swords from my friend!"

The fat figure had jumped out of the hundreds, and the roaring voice came from afar: "Don't be complacent, do you know who you are saving?