The snow doesn't stop, so under the combination of Mr. Yang Da and Mr. Lu's dart, he is not in a hurry to get up, and he will stay here overnight tonight.

After the two leaders decided, they buried the pot in front of the hut to make rice, and a group of dart masters and more than a dozen people from the business brigade sat together, lit piles of fires, and chatted about some and some of them while driving away the cold.

It was only now that the dart masters were allowed to drink a few sips of wine by Mr. Lu.

Li Fuyao, who raised swords, only opened his eyes at dusk, put the two swords back into the sword box, and did not go to the fire behind his back, but just stood under the big tree and watched those sunset scenes.

In front of the thatched hut in the distance, Lu Xiaowan and several female dart masters were looking at this side, a little strange why this young swordsman who was not very old would rather stand in the cold wind and snow than come to roast the fire to ward off the cold.

Mr. Yang Da was holding a bowl of wine in the distance, looked at the white-robed young man, raised the wine bowl and asked from afar, "Master Li, why don't you get drunk?"

Li Fu shook his head with a smile, then lightly toes, swept up from under the tree, stood on the top of the big tree, and looked into the distance with a calm expression, but there was one point, no matter how heavy the wind and snow were at this time, there was no one who could get close, so his white robe was still not a little wet.

There are martial artists in the world, but there are those who can do this, but there is no doubt that it takes a lot of qi as support, and the real masters of the rivers and lakes are definitely unwilling to do so, after all, no matter how you look at it, it is not worth it, what is the most important thing to walk the rivers and lakes, what else can it be if it is not a net worth?

If you lose your life for the sake of show, there are not many people who do it at a loss.

Therefore, when you look at walking the rivers and lakes, the young heroes like to step on the river and pass by, and they like to lift their breath for a few miles, but those old guys who have been famous for a long time walk the rivers and lakes, and even walk feel hard, and they can't wait to sit in the carriage without moving, which can save a penny of strength.

When Li Fuyao stood on the top of the tree and made such a gesture, although there were still a few female dart masters with smiles in their eyes, Mr. Yang Da and Lu Changnian frowned without a trace.

This young man still made the same mistake as those young people.

Fortunately, Li Fuyao seemed to be unable to support him too much, and after just half an hour he fell to the ground, his face was a little pale, Mr. Yang came over with an umbrella, holding wine in his hand, looked at Li Fuyao with a smile, and exclaimed: "Li Gongzi's martial arts realm, but it is not much worse than Mr. Lu's dart." ”

Li Fuyao laughed.

Then Mr. Yang Da handed over the wine bowl in his hand, and the latter shook his head, just picked up the pot of tea that had been colded, and drank a few sips before saying, "Drinking is wrong." ”

Mr. Yang slapped his head and said with some embarrassment: "Speaking of which, he is a veteran who has walked the rivers and lakes for decades, and he is not as transparent as Li Gongzi." ”

Li Fuyao laughed softly: "Drinking to ward off the cold is not a mistake, why should Mr. Yang be like this, is it necessary for me to drink this bowl of wine?"

Mr. Yang waved his hand, and hurriedly leaned the wine in his hand into his arms, "There is not much wine, Li Gongzi doesn't drink it, so he will drink a few more sips in the next time, it is really a matter of seconds, even if Li Gongzi changes his mind later, there is no way." ”

Li Fuyao shook his head helplessly, and asked with a smile: "How did Mr. Yang Da and Mr. Lu arrange the vigil tonight?"

Mr. Yang said: "The old rule, twenty people an hour, are all people from the head of the Zhenyuan Dart Bureau, there is no mistake, Li Gongzi does not have to worry about these problems, and now he has not arrived in Mianshan County, and the underworld hero will never appear." ”

Li Fuyao nodded and stopped talking.

After Mr. Yang Da and Li Fuyao chatted a few words, they said that they could eat, Li Fuyao and Mr. Yang Da walked into one of the thatched huts, after eating, it was getting late, Li Fuyao found some dead branches, and built a fire under the big tree, and then closed his eyes next to the fire to recuperate.

Li Fuyao took the sword and raised the sword on his knees for half an hour, and after putting it away, he leaned against the trunk of the big tree and closed his eyes to rest, as if he was really a little sleepy.

The sky was gradually darkening, the heavy snow had not stopped, and from time to time some rain and snow fell on Li Fuyao's face, who seemed to be unaware.

In the middle of the night, for some reason, after the first group of dart masters of the night watch went to sleep, the second dart master did not get up for a long time to continue the vigil.

The whole hut was filled with the sound of breathing.

In the dark night, a figure walked towards the back mountain.

Not far behind the hut, just behind a small hill, there was a group of sturdy men who had been prepared for a long time, led by a gray-robed old man with a hooked nose.

There was an iron knife next to the old man, the blade was dark red, and it was inserted in the snow, and soon it was dyed red with a lot of snow on the side, obviously this knife had killed many people and stained a lot of blood.

The man who walked here in the night saw the gray-robed old man, and respectfully clasped his fists and shouted to the gang leader.

The gray-robed old man is the invincible Feng Qianshan in the southeast generation.

And the one who came over in the night was not a bystander, but the head of Lu Changnian Lu.

Lu Changnian hugged his fists and said: "Feng Gang Master, everything is ready, Mr. Yang Da is on the hut in case of emergency, the matter is basically done, the brothers will pull away those goods unknowingly, and no one will know who did it." ”

Feng Qianshan sneered: "Lu Changnian, so you want me to let those people go?" The old man doesn't say much, you put yourself in the old man's shoes and think about it, if you were you, would you let those people go?"

Lu Changnian was a little hesitant, "Since you can rob these goods like this, why do you want to kill the gang again?"

Feng Qianshan just sneered and said nothing.

Lu Changnian's heart sank and he stopped talking.

Feng Qianshan patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Mr. Lu, you want to wash your hands and withdraw from the rivers and lakes, ask for a sum of pension silver, and live happily for a few years, everyone can understand, if they don't die, when they wake up, if you have to find trouble with your Mr. Lu's dart, do you think you have a stable life, it is better to kill together, a fire, no one knows, no one in the court checks, after your Mr. Lu dart head is remodeled, don't you live more comfortably?"

Lu Changnian gritted his teeth and nodded, "There is fire oil in the convoy, but it is not difficult." ”

Feng Qianshan laughed, "Your Mr. Lu has already thought about it, but I said it earlier." ”

Lu Changnian smiled bitterly: "Don't be sarcastic about Lu. ”

Feng Qianshan said in a low voice: "Before, you said that there was a white-robed young man in the caravan with two good swords in his hands, but he was vain?"

Lu Changnian shook his head, "How dare you coax the gang leader, that young man's martial arts cultivation is extremely good, but unfortunately he is still a chick, the two good swords in his hand are not ordinary products just by looking at them, and when the time comes, the main thing to help is to resell, but you have to be careful again, in case this young man is really from a good court, I am afraid that the trouble is not small." ”

Feng Qianshan nodded, and did not continue to delve into this issue.

He just waved his hand and said with a smile: "Let's go, go with Mr. Lu's dart head to see those two good swords." ”

In the darkness of the night, the group walked to the hut where the caravan traveler was.

After Mr. Yang Changnian left, he got up and came to the outside of the thatched hut, according to his meaning, that is, to get rid of the white-robed young man who drank the pot of ecstasy tea, after all, among this group of people, that is, only this one is the biggest threat, originally Shaoliangcheng recruited people to say that it was a guise made by the dart bureau, but I didn't expect to meet a young man who was not weak in his hand, if it wasn't for the fear that everyone in the dart bureau would be suspicious, how could Li Fuyao enter this caravan.

It's time to wrap up, and the boy should die.

It's just that when Mr. Yang, who deliberately hid the realm of martial arts, walked under the big tree, Li Fuyao, who was sleeping soundly, had his eyes wide open, and he sat under the tree with a long sword on his lap, Xiaoxue.

The sword is in its sheath, and the man is seated.

Mr. Yang Da knew that this young man had been on guard against him.

He asked, a little confused, "How do you know we're going to do this?"

Li Fuyao said calmly: "I don't know, I just know that you drugged me in the tea, and I know that you have been hiding your martial arts realm, and now that you look at it, what should you target those goods?"

In fact, along the way, the thoughts of the two of them were well hidden, Li Fuyao did not find the slightest abnormality, and even Mr. Yang Da's deliberate hidden cultivation was just a means to save his life in the rivers and lakes in Li Fuyao's opinion, and he did not delve too deeply, but at the beginning he stood on the top of the tree and saw those ambushers hidden in the shadows. As for the pot of hot tea, there is indeed a problem.

Since there is a problem, it has to be prevented.

Mr. Yang Da did not speak.

Li Fuyao smiled: "Mr. Yang Da really can't be called Mr. ”

Mr. Yang Da praised: "Saying so much, it takes so much lip service, but in fact, in the end, you don't have to see whose hand is hard?"

Li Fuyao nodded, "That's the truth." ”

"But before I fight, I want to ask you, are you just asking for money, or are you afraid that your deeds will be revealed, and you must kill all those dart masters?"

Mr. Yang Da said with a smile: "Walking the rivers and lakes, life is great." ”

Li Fu shook his head and said, "Why do you have to do this?"

Before the words fell, Mr. Yang Da had already disappeared in a flash.

Swept by.

This hand alone is enough to rank in the top ten miles on the rivers and lakes of the Great Zhou.

This martial arts cultivator, Mr. Yang, who is not much worse than Lu for many years, slapped his palm, bringing a whirring sound, to solve this white-robed young man who seemed to be a little asked.

Li Fuyao held the hilt of Xiaoxue's sword, and did not rush to draw the sword, but sighed: "People die for money, birds die for food." ”

Mr. Yang sneered: "These don't need to be said by a young man like you. ”

Li Fuyao didn't speak, but he had already drawn his sword in an instant, the sword light flashed, and the sword qi only leaked out for a moment, and then it seemed to be covered with water and then collected, and disappeared.

Mr. Yang Da's throat was cut with a sword.

He clutched his throat in disbelief.

Li Fuyao held Xiaoxue in his hand, the tip of the sword was pointing downward, and the sword just now did not bring the slightest trace of blood on the sword body.

Li Fuyao did not put away his sword, but just looked up into the distance with a calm expression.

I went north with this caravan that day, but I was just thinking about protecting Ichigo's caravan, but I didn't expect him to really bump into him.

Lu Chang's temptation, Mr. Yang Da's poisonous tea. are telling Li Fuyao that there are many good people in the world, and there are even more bad people.

At the same time, the bandits over there and the underworld lord were about to approach here, but at this time, they were shocked to find that there was a white-robed young man in front of them, walking slowly in the snow, and after they reached them, they didn't say a word, and walked into the crowd with a sword.

Don't say much, don't stop.

After half a pillar of incense, he killed all the bandits, leaving only Feng Qianshan and Lu Changnian.

During this period, Li Fuyao didn't make much movement when he killed people, so even so, Feng Qianshan and Lu Changnian only thought that Li Fuyao was a great kendo master, and they didn't have other ideas.

After the two glanced at each other, Lu Changnian brazenly drew his sword, and a sword swept by, stirring up a lot of wind and snow.

The iron knife in the hand of Feng Qianshan is wide open and closed, and it is worthy of being the first person to use a knife in the Great Zhou Dynasty.

But under the attack of these two, Li Fuyao only made two swords, one sword cut off Feng Qianshan's arm, and the other sword cut off Lu Changnian's arm.

Blood stained the snow in front of the two of them.

Feng Qianshan, the underworld hero, never thought that such a young man in front of him, who looked completely imposing, would let him leave his arm in just a moment, and now his face was like ashes.

Lu Changnian's expression was even more strange.

Li Fu shook his sword, and the blood beads on the tip of the sword dripped on the snow.

This young man, who has been practicing swords for more than two years, looked at these two people with a flat expression.

"Mr. Lu, have you ever heard of the saying that a gentleman loves money and takes it in a good way?"

Lu Changnian's face was ugly.

Li Fuyao looked at Feng Qianshan and asked, "You are the underworld hero Feng Qianshan?"

Feng Qianshan sneered and did not answer.

Li Fuyao's face was expressionless, "Fight again?"

Feng Qianshan rolled up the iron knife with his only remaining left arm and sneered: "If you fight again, you will fight again!"

The underworld lord raised his sword, and a moment later, another sword light flashed.

This powerful underworld tyrant is so dead that he can't die anymore.

Li Fuyao stood on the spot and didn't say anything.

He just looked at Lu Changnian again.

The latter smiled bitterly: "Li Gongzi has such a ability, but Lu has lost his eyes." ”

Li Fuyao said calmly: "I also mistook Mr. Lu's dart head. ”

Lu Changnian smiled sadly: "I've had enough of licking blood from the knife, everyone wants to change the way of living, but Lu is to blame, but it's no wonder that others are to blame." ”

"I just don't know where Li Gongzi is taught, how about letting Lu die and understand?"

Li Fuyao looked at this chief dart head, which was considered famous in the rivers and lakes, and said calmly: "There is a sword mountain at the junction of Yanling and Dayu. ”

Lu Changnian smiled, "It turned out to be a character from Yanling, no wonder he was so powerful at such an age, Lu died in the hands of Li Gongzi, but it was very usual." ”

Li Fuyao didn't look for this to talk, but just asked Lu Changnian the same question as before, "Fight again?"

Lu Changnian smiled bitterly and was silent, but he still raised his sword.

Not surprisingly, after just half a pillar of incense, the head of the Zhenyuan Dart Bureau also fell in a pool of blood.

Li Fuyao put away his sword and stood in the snow, his face expressionless.

Half an hour later, he walked to the hut.

Killed quite a few people tonight.

But they are all people who should be killed, so Li Fuyao has no guilt.

When a swordsman comes out of his sword, he is worthy of his heart.

Walk back to the tree and meditate until dawn.

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After dawn, Li Fuyao washed his white robe with snow water in a snow pit he dug himself, and Li Fuyao at this time had already changed back into a green shirt.

It took the group of dart masters who drank ecstasy wine to come to their senses.

After waking up, the body of Mr. Yang Da was naturally first in sight, and then in a moment, it was obvious that someone had found the corpse of the bandits and Lu Changnian in the distance, Lu Xiaowan's eyes were filled with tears in an instant, and Lu Xiaowan, who didn't care about it, picked up her sword and came to the big tree where Li Fuyao was sitting, and the tip of the long sword pointed at Li Fuyao, who was still scrubbing the white robe.

Lu Xiaowan asked sharply, "Li Fuyao, did you kill my uncle?"

Li Fuyao's expression was calm and did not hide it, "Yes." ”

Lu Xiaowan was like being struck by lightning, her face turned pale, she looked at Li Fuyao, and continued to ask: "My uncle treats you well, why did you secretly kill my uncle?"

Li Fuyao lifted the robe out of the water, twisted it dry, and then returned to the big tree, relying on the robe sewn by his uncle Xie Lu himself with the residual heat of the fire.

He looked at Lu Xiaowan and briefly said something about what happened last night, and the voice was not loud, but everyone could hear it.

The dart masters looked at each other, and some of them didn't believe it, but the rest of the corpses that appeared here were corroboration.

Lu Xiaowan's eyes were red, and she said bitterly: "Uncle loves me the most in his life, why is he willing to burn me to death?"

Li Fuyao didn't speak.

There is not as much ugliness and evil in the world as imagined, nor as much as imagined.

Lu Xiaowan pointed at Li Fuyao again, "I don't believe that my uncle would do such a thing, it must be you who are with gangsters who want to seek property, and were discovered by my uncle and Mr. Yang, so I killed the two of them!"

This sentence is full of loopholes, if Li Fuyao is the one who colluded with the gangsters, he can even kill Lu Changnian and Mr. Yang Da, why not kill these people, after all, no one was sober last night, and it is really simple to kill people and sell more goods.

Therefore, as soon as this sentence came out, some dart masters had already lowered their heads.

The master they respected the most turned out to be such a person.

No one could have imagined it.

Already the caravan steward and the man who could talk to the dart board began to talk in a low voice.

Li Fuyao was too lazy to pay attention to these things, he was sad once in Shaoliang City before, and he was sad again when he left Shaoliang City, and his affection for Da Zhou may really only be Xie Ying.

After his white robe was almost baked, Li Fuyao picked up the sword box and was about to leave.

Lu Xiaowan has been pulled by someone, and almost everyone agrees with this statement, so no one stopped him.

But no one spoke.

No one said thank you.

Li Fuyao walked a few steps and suddenly asked, "Do you believe that good people will be rewarded?"

No one answered.

This question seems to weigh a thousand pounds, and no one will answer it.

Li Fuyao smiled to himself: "This question is not difficult. ”