The boy stood on the bow of the boat, his hands paddling, warm and silent.

The little girl stood at the stern of the boat, and lost the interest of the first time when she boarded the big boat to look at the autumn water, and she was quite bored, supporting her head with one hand, and grasping the oars that were almost like decorations with the other, and looking at the vast autumn light on both sides of the road with her eyes open.

After seeing the little girl for a long time, she felt quiet and boring, she reached out again and patted the soft water waves under her hand, and woke up the young man who was suddenly like a dream.

"Hey, Li Zhiyu"

The boy was sitting in the middle of the boat, looking into the distance.

The flowers and plants of the boat reflect each other, the water ripples, under the clear sky, thousands of miles of autumn waves come slowly, and within 100 feet, the egret sings alone at night. In the eyes of the young man who has calmed down, it is more than just fun. Those distant and close-up views, the mountains and rivers reflect each other, the scenery of Langshan makes him unable to take his eyes away, and he forgets to return.

He experienced a lot of ups and downs along the way, until he encountered this unrivaled wind view, and the nowhere to return hidden in his heart finally decreased a few points with the autumn light.

Behind him, he shouted slowly, and the young man who only cared about looking at the yellow leaves of the autumn waves waited for a long time before he turned around and looked at the girl behind him for some reason.

Zhao Qingrou is cheerful, although she does not have the free and indifferent of those famous people, but she is probably not much different from the higher scholars. Seeing that the young man turned around, the joking and frolicking little girl hurriedly sprinkled a handful of water on the young man's body that she had put in the palm of her hand.

The water splashes lightly, just a glass of water gathering, naturally it is not as good as the rising weather that hangs directly on the Changchuan River, but the chill in it is not a little bit.

The young man stretched out his hand to dodge, standing in the middle of the boat, he was just beginning to get used to it, he didn't think about getting up and running away, he could only instinctively open his hands to block the water splashing in front of him.

The result was naturally unsatisfactory, and the splash was dense, and he could not stop it with one hand.

Xue Liuwan drew a knife to cut off the water, and invited the deceased. Helplessly, the old man didn't appreciate the righteousness, and the man who reached out and scooped half a scoop of water had to replace the wine with water and pour himself a drink.

The man's eyes are colorful, such as containing tens of millions.

......

Hou Shan sand point troops, the autumn wind is fierce.

The robe below had resolute eyes, and he was obviously ready to meet Luoxia Mountain for ten miles.

Liu Yuan, who was standing in a clearing, calculated, and estimated that Hou Shan had already finished raising some troops and horses, and the man suddenly pulled out the long knife at his waist with one hand and pointed to a mountain col in the distance.

Fei Jun was silent and arched his hand at Liu Yuan.

......

On Luoxia Mountain, Jia He saw that his beloved girl Yuan Hongxing was beheaded by Bai Jing's understatement, Rao is fierce army and the official army for many years Jia He also fell into a three-point state of mind, he looked at the crimson sprinkled in front of him, and the man with no master was full of water.

Ye Chuiyang had the heart to help, but he was stabbed into his waist by Zhan Wenlong with a tricky knife, and the essence of his whole body was five or six, and he couldn't quench his thirst by far water. His empty eyes looked at the woman who had fallen to the ground over and over again, and the feeling of powerlessness to return to the sky was so strong for the first time.

"I haven't given that plaque to my beloved girl yet. ”

The man whispered like a whisper.

Yuan Hong's apricot fragrance disappeared and died, and it no longer exists. Except that the red dress will still sway and fluctuate with the passing autumn wind, this graceful woman has returned to the loess.

"Ye Da master, how about Bai Jing's sword. Whether there are three points of charm in your heart. Bai Jing smiled softly, and couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth, as if he was quite proud of Fang Cai's wall-breaking sword and the flying sword that took Yuan Hongxing's life in an instant. He tapped on the small crystal sword called "Manifold" and glanced at two sad people with different expressions.

Ye Chuiyang clenched his fists and ignored the answer. In the hearts of men, all these years of doing evil, oppressing the good is nothing, and these years of reckless human life, and taking the head with a knife is also nothing. But the only person he cherished Ye Chuiyang fell in front of him today, which made him a little unacceptable no matter what, and some of the urge to hope that she could come back to life even before seeing her die tragically.

How can there be such affection in this world. is so affectionate that an innocent woman died tragically, and so thin that Ye Chuiyang was even cut off by someone at the waist of his final destination.

The gloomy Ye Chuiyang lowered his head and was heartbroken.

"White view. When I was drinking with you back then, Ye once said that Ye had realized the three swords in this life. Ye Chuiyang suddenly raised his head, he stood up with swaying steps, and reached out to pat the face that was dyed with years.

Bai Jing smiled and nodded.

Seeing that Ye Chuiyang was still concentrating on looking at the woman who was already exhausted, the man surrounded by flying swords in front of him was busy interrupting: "Yes! You are very right! Back then, Bai went up the mountain in despair, thanks to you, Ye Da, who killed my servant, and Bai's little Dao heart has been dusted for a long time over the years. If you don't take a look at your three-style sword moves that have been hidden for more than ten years, even if my white scenery is deep and my cultivation is high, I'm afraid that this life will stop here, and I can't go one step further and take a look at the great scenery on the third floor of Fengxiantai. ”

Bai Jing was still not in shape, he was smiling and talking, but at this juncture, it was a little hurtful. However, the several flying swords that flew around him in an orderly manner did not know whether they were oppressed by the invisible qi between the two of them, or affected by the competition between the two of them, and the flying swords that seemed to be stagnant at this time were no longer as mellow and free as before, and the scene rose.

Jia He ignored it, and didn't even turn his body for the conversation between the two. Even at this delicate moment, this man who has been powerful for many years still has not been able to wake up from the pain of losing his beauty, and he has caressed the corners of the woman's eyes and eyebrows as always, with undisguised tenderness in his eyes.

Ye Chuiyang was silent, looked at Feiliu in the distance, and then looked at Jia He, he suddenly remembered a heavy rain many years ago, and a bright girl in yellow clothes for many years turned around and smiled gently.

He was a little confused, and a little ignorant.

It was only now that Ye Chuiyang finally knew that the difference between him and Jia He was not that the two of them were highly educated, but that he Jia He was really much more afraid of death than him Ye Chuiyang.

"It turns out that you Jia He and I are a little bit less patient. The man who changed the charm smiled lightly, like a jar of old wine that had just been opened, mellow and simple.

"Bai Jing, look at my first sword. The man who dropped the long knife and replaced the sword hung upside down with one hand and pulled the sword with the other. His green clothes are fluttering, and his words are beady. But in a moment, after the man spit out that word, the clouds in the sky and earth suddenly hung upside down, as if receiving an order.

The power of the starting hand will be effective with words.

The color of Bai Jing froze, and finally retracted the smile of self-satisfaction, and he also took out the manifold that he used the most handy, and looked at the abruptly changing scenery of heaven and earth above the nine heavens.

The power of heaven and earth, one immortal, one falls, is probably such a scene.

Xue Liuwan, who was leisurely bowing not far from the mountains and forests, wiped his palms that were wet by the clear spring without grace, and looked at the strange phase of heaven and earth rising sharply above, and the man with great grace couldn't help frowning, and his expression gradually became solemn.

"Could it be that there are so many masters in this Hengzhou Town. Xue Liuwan praised and rubbed his palms. According to his Xue Liuwan's temperament, how could such a master's fighting method be less than him. However, the man then glanced at the young man who was gradually smiling on his face, and the man who wanted to rush forward still resisted the urge to raise his sword.

"Who made me Xue is a natural kind-hearted. ”

......

Ye Chuiyang lifted it up with one hand and made a gesture of lifting. As the man's sword finger rose, the clouds in the sky gradually became denser with the man's moves, and when the ethereal clouds turned into sword shapes, I don't know if the man's cultivation was too low, or the unknown inexplicable sword move he was about to use was too shocking, so that God was jealous and couldn't continue to condense half a point. Only a hazy-shaped long sword fell from the nine heavens, smashing down against the white-clothed sword.

Bai Jing's eyes contracted, and he didn't move. Looking at the sharp falling sword shadow from small to large, the high-spirited Bai Jing knew that the sky was descending, and it was not a place for people to hide. He had to take out the manifold flying sword that he had made the most coherent and hit it head-on.

The two swords collided, and the aftermath was thousands of miles. Bai Jing, who was blinded by the residual qi, couldn't help but start to re-evaluate this somewhat unfavorable first game in his heart.

Bai Jingli couldn't catch it, so he made a decision and retreated backwards. Taking advantage of the moment when the manifold sword was deadlocked, the man's fingertips tapped the crook of his arm twice in a row, and two small swords of different colors swept out of the man's sleeve.

Bai Jing's color was embarrassed, and seeing that Fang Yuan was already bare, he touched his back, which was a little cold.

This sword, to be honest, is a bit hanging.

Zhang Zheji led the army halfway, and it went smoothly, except for the ambush and interception in the mountains, this road has not set off too many changes. Just as the hanging heart and liver were put down for half a minute, they were suddenly fascinated by a gust of wind and sand, and they didn't understand it for a while. He looked at the clouds hanging upside down in the sky, and the man who had always been calm was also a little shocked in his heart.

What the fuck is going on?

Liu Jingang Wufu was born, although his cultivation is not necessarily very high, but those immortals have also heard a lot about the divine passage method of moving mountains and seas with one finger, looking at the bright scenery of the smoke and haze over there, Liu Jingang's eyelids jumped up and down. He was about to speak out to stop Zhang Zhiji from continuing to lead the army forward, but the man in a green coat had already raised his arm and asked the army to trim along the way to see the aftermath.

"This halberd is really a good general. ”

Liu Jingang stepped forward immediately and stood side by side with Zhang Zheji.

"What is this?" Zhang Zhiji's tone was puzzled.

The black strong man smiled bitterly and shook his head, obviously not knowing.

On Luoxia Mountain, at this time, in addition to Jia He, who was holding his wife's cold corpse, ignoring the outside scenery, the remaining Zhan Wenlong and Xiao Hulu really opened their eyes.

"How could this great master be so magical. Xiao Hulu still didn't believe it, he wiped his eyes, until he saw that it was his own big boss standing in the distance, Xiao Hulu slapped himself in surprise.

"My little gourd has not eaten lard all these years and has been blinded, how can I doubt the big boss. The short and thin man patted his head fiercely and shouted: "Big boss, you must kill this dog, I saw many brothers die at his hands." There is a fine person Zhang Mingjiao, and there is a confused ghost Chen Qingliang. And many, many brothers ......."

After the man spoke, he couldn't stop crying, and he whispered tactfully.

Ye Chuiyang naturally heard a lot of words in his ears. As the lord of a village, he naturally can't be like a little gourd and be obsessed with the lives of three or two small guys. But those who are alive and dead, he Ye Chuiyang can also have two points of temperature even if he hits his heart with iron.

The man laughed, wiped the bloodshot from the corner of his mouth, and replied to the question: "Little gourd, the big boss is not chic today, handsome or not." ”

The little gourd choked up and replied: "In the world, how can there be a better person than the big boss." ”

In fact, there is still one sentence that the little gourd has not been able to say, that is, the big boss has not said, if you can't win, run away, and there is no shame. It's just that as soon as he looked at the rare big boss with such pride, Xiao Hulu still held back this sentence.