The stamina of the immortal wine came to an afterthought, and when he was half drunk and half awake, Di Yunfeng only felt hot all over, and he couldn't wait to take himself off and find a woman to vent fiercely!

At this moment, there was only one woman in his mind, and it was the fairy who had been mortal in the nine heavens...... What is her name, how thin is her waist, how sweet can her carcass be?

He licked his lips, hurriedly took out a bag of water, drank a few sips and poured some wash on his face, the desire in his heart calmed down a little, and then he understood that the fairy is a swan, although he can't be said to be a toad, he can't think of eating swan meat...... But who doesn't want to eat swan meat?

After thinking about what is wrong and returning to reality, Di Yunfeng has an indescribable "emptiness, loneliness and nostalgia" in his heart, he can only smile bitterly, owe his body, and close his eyes and fall asleep.

Sleeping is a beautiful thing, dreaming is an even more beautiful thing, and the pleasure of dreaming in spring is even more indescribable.

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......

On the third watch, the cold wind howled like a ghost, and at the same time, the uninterrupted phantom also shuttled through the night, and they couldn't see their appearance clearly under the moon, and even the murderous aura was covered by the cold wind.

This time, Di Yunfeng had no intention of waking up, his face was intoxicated at this time, as if he really had a "different" encounter with the fairy in a dream.

It's hard to say that he is lucky, those shuttled black shadows did not see a person lying on the big stone, the machetes in their hands were shining, although they did not kill immortals, but it must be more than enough to cut the brains of mortals!

The night was quiet.

"Someone's attacking at night!"

The night is noisy!

A shout was followed by a gathering whistle, which pierced the night sky!

Di Yunfeng suddenly opened his eyes, picked up the knife, the carp stiffened, left Mai and took a few steps to pick up water and tread the sand and rushed towards the town!

"Jingle bang bang!"

Swords were in a cacophony of swords.

Gou Lao Dao calmly held up the demon mirror and shouted: "You evil, this way has the immortal treasure body, who dares to invade my side?!" But as soon as his words fell, a big knife slashed towards his neck, and he didn't dodge, only held the demon mirror to vibrate and speak. But he muttered a set of words, the speed of the knife was unhurried, on the contrary, faster and more ruthless! Just as his head was about to move, a knife light descended from the sky-"Qiang!" The two knives wanted to collide, and a spark burst out!

"Why are you still stunned, why don't you run away and ask the immortals to help?!" Di Yunfeng scolded.

Gou Laodao was so frightened that his legs and feet were weak, and he fell to the ground without taking two steps back, trembling and unable to get up again, and said in his mouth: "Demon ...... Monsters, save ...... Help!"

Di Yunfeng only hated that this old way was useless, and scolded: "Old immortal, you get up for Lao Tzu! These people are sand bandits, not monsters!"

If it's a youkai, they still have a living head?

Under the flickering lights, you can see the image of these Turkic barbarians dressed in animal skin velvet, with deep eye sockets and high nose bridges. However, their eyes are abnormal, with many whites and pupils as small as sesame seeds, which are obviously not the eyes that a normal person should have.

If these people are not demons, they have nothing to do with wolf demons.

Where does Gou Lao Dao still have the energy to think about whether he is a human or a demon? He was afraid of death, so he was so afraid that he fainted without shouting a few times. A dry Jianghu guest also rarely has a good end, the martial arts are slightly higher into a bitter battle, and the martial arts are worse than the head is directly cut off by a knife, this sudden night attack has made them fall into a deep passivity.

Di Yunfeng gritted his teeth and confronted the Turkic knife in front of him, he had tried his best but still couldn't withstand the gap in strength, the footprints were a foot deep, the knife was also pressed into a crescent, the plasticity and strength had reached the limit, only to hear the sound of "snap"! The knife was broken violently, and the person was also ejected thirty zhang away by the force of the shock!

"Are you just watching us die!" Di Yunfeng wiped a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth and shouted angrily to the sky, saying that he was listening to the immortals hiding in the shadows.

Immortals should not be, and their bodies do not appear. At this time, it is only when they know that what bullshit immortals will protect them, they are nothing more than using them as a bait!

"This is no ordinary sand bandit, they have practiced evil arts, you guys run for your lives!"

Di Yunfeng shouted at everyone, and he brandished his sword to fight to the death against these demons, but at this moment, a strong wind hit from the sky, first rolling up a burst of yellow sand to confuse the public, and then sending a force to drag him off the ground and into the night sky!

If it weren't for the immortals, who would have the ability to ride the clouds and fog and blow the wind on their sleeves?

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Di Yunfeng came back to his senses, and only after he was steady did he find that he was standing on the deck of the fairy boat, and he didn't think much about it, and he hurriedly stretched the side of the boat to look down - the town had become smaller and smaller, and the sword intersecting and shouting had gradually faded away......

"Why!" he turned and roared at the so-called immortal behind him.

Mingchen gathered a spiritual light in his hand, and angrily pointed at him and scolded: "What a bad man, the master saved you but you barked back, I want your life today!"

The fairy stopped Ming Chen, glanced at Di Yunfeng, and said coldly: "I only save you once, and I only save you one." After finishing speaking, Mingchen and Qian'er walked into the houseboat without looking back.

It wasn't until the moment that Di Yunfeng understood what the sentence "deliberately took the life of a mortal" in the mouth of the immortal meant. "Heh......" He smiled disdainfully, it was better to die than to live, so he went to the stern of the boat and sat quietly, taking off the wine bag and drinking slowly.

Eliminate sorrows.

The moon is a bright galaxy, the moon is a quiet sea of clouds, different daytime colorful, it is cooler, cooler, desolate, miserable, relatives.

Di Yunfeng has never had friends, but he is by no means a ruthless person, even if he is given more money, he will not kill innocents indiscriminately, because few good people will buy murder. Haisheng may have the same original intention as him, that's why they are so poor, poor to come to the northwest to drink wind and eat soil, and poor to come to the northwest to die.

Of course, people like Xie Li are another situation, they are incapacitated, they are content with the status quo, thinking that they can get a good salary by being on duty, but who knows that there are really monsters in this world? As a result, they died in a foreign land, and they couldn't even find their corpses.

"Alas......" Di Yunfeng took a long breath, and before he could spit it out, he heard someone ask: "Hey, big knight, why do you sigh in this life?"

Yes, life is too short, why do you sigh in this life?

Di Yunfeng glanced at Qian'er, was stunned for a while, and then said lightly: "If there is love in the sky, the sky is also old, and the right way in the world is the vicissitudes of life." ”

Qian'er folded her skirt and swept the dust from the stern of the boat before sitting down beside Di Yunfeng, staring at Di Yunfeng for a long time with a pair of smart and simple eyes before asking, "You look like you're in your early thirties at most, why do you always feel like you've lived for hundreds of thousands of years?"

Di Yunfeng touched his face, where did he look like a thirty-year-old person? He said indifferently: "Wisdom does not distinguish between immortals and mortals, nor does it distinguish between years. ”

Qian'er wondered, "What's that?"

"Position. ”

"Stand?"

"A position can change a person, a famous clan, and even a world," Di Yunfeng said, and then asked, "Is the world too chaotic that Miss Qian'er has seen?"

Qian'er nodded "um" and said: "This is exactly what I have always wanted to ask you, I have heard all the Taoist friends in the fairy world say that in the world, the spring breeze in March, the flying flowers in June, the fallen leaves in September, and the snow in the winter moon." Men in the mortal world will study hard for fame and fortune, women will dress up in the mood for love, children will be afraid of responsibilities and do not want to grow up, and old people will slow down because of twilight...... Mortal life is short and limited, so they will cherish life and time very much," she shook her head in disappointment, "But the world I see is not like this, they don't value time at all, they don't value their lives at all." ”

Di Yunfeng looked at Qian'er thoughtfully, it didn't matter if she was joking, just a pure little girl like Qian'er, when she came to the world, she would be deceived into the kiln within three days, maybe she would have to help the old bustard count the money after serving the man.

"What do you think of me?!" Qian'er turned her head, her eyes flashed into the water, as if she was afraid to see you, and there was a hint of blush on her face.

Di Yunfeng blinked, turned his head to look at the sea of stars, and said indifferently: "You must know that mortals not only have a shortage of lifespan, but also have seven emotions and six desires. They will do whatever it takes to power women and money, so they start building weapons and waging wars, both for deprivation and protection. This is the current state of the world, commonly known as troubled times. ”

Qian'er scratched her head, as if she understood or not, and she suddenly asked, "What about you? What are you for?"

"Me?" Di Yunfeng smiled bitterly, but asked, "In your world, there are some people who are not blessed by the sect, who are wandering from place to place, taking the sky as the seat and the earth as the seat, and surviving in the cracks of the world?"

Qian'er exclaimed: "There really is, we call those people 'loose cultivation'!"

Di Yunfeng nodded and said, "Then I am the 'scattered person' in the human world, but what we call it here is, prodigal son, outlaw, and people in the rivers and lakes......"

Qian'er hurriedly shook her head and denied: "No, no, those scattered cultivators are very unbearable, you will never be like them." ”

Di Yunfeng smiled indifferently and said, "Whether it is a loose cultivator or a scattered person, they are all swayed by something called 'identity', so whether they are mediocre or outstanding is no longer so important. ”

"Why?"

"Because troubled times are everywhere. ”

"Why are troubled times everywhere?"

"Because everyone has their own position, differences and contradictions will arise when they are different, and when the contradictions become more intense, strife will break out. ”

Qian'er tilted her head, as if she didn't understand, but she didn't understand.

Di Yunfeng smiled bitterly: "In short, in this world, there is only a position, and there is no good or bad. ”

There is still a sentence that does not say: "In this world, the strong are respected, and the person who laughs last can set the time." ”

Di Yunfeng didn't say this last sentence because he was not qualified enough, and others would think that he was not self-sufficient when he said it.