"Then would you like to help?" Xia Puyu asked him with a smile as he raised his arm.

Lin Nian also smiled, and then said, "It's not whether I'm willing or not." ”

Xia Puyu said: "That's unwilling." ”

"The lord of the pavilion is the lord, I am the servant, and what you say is answered by you who have set your own fate, and I am different. ”

"If you want me to decide one day, I can't do it. This is ascending to you, and transgressing to me. He was still looking at the horizon in the distance, and the wind was waving out of the clouds.

Xia Puyu looked at him and slowly withdrew his smile: "Then are you crossing the rivers and lakes?"

"I could just be a paddle. ”

"You are obviously crossing the rivers and lakes, you can't see through you, how can people be oars?"

"Then what are you crossing the rivers and lakes for?" Lin Nian turned around and looked at Xia Puyu squarely.

"For the heavens, for the earth, they are too empty, I stand on the ground, just to live, to let the people around me live, let the damned die, if they are too floating, they will forget who they are. Xia Puyu looked at Lin Nian, as if he was talking to him.

Lin Nian seemed to frown, and turned his head again: "Then what is the difference between this and the wild ducks on the Songjiang River?"

"Man is to be like a wild duck, but man is a man who wants to live. Not a paddle, not a duck. ”

Lin Nian and Xia Puyu looked at each other, and there was a storm in his heart, and then a gust of wind blew away. The wind was cold and arrogant. It seemed to be the wind on Xia Puyu's own body, and his body was shining with black light, but he was calm and innocent. It's evil, but it's not like evil.

What Lin Nian was thinking only he knew. What does he want, whether he wants to be a servant or a master in his heart, whether he is righteous or cowardly, and what is he righteous or cowardly for?

But this Xia Puyu saw through it. He attaches great importance to the so-called righteous path, just because he is a servant in the first place, even if he listens to Pu Yu's words, it will not help. How could he be like a wild duck?

But he imagined a person.

Lin Nian turned around and looked into the distance: "You better think about how you leave." ”

As soon as he spoke, he saw the shadows of the trees around him shaking, the leaves hissing, and more than a dozen people rushed from the grass and woods to the clearing, led by Bai Chuan.

"Thank you, Mr. for informing Lingmen of the trick, and the kindness will be repaid in the next life. With that, he drew his sword and the disciples on both sides rushed towards Pu Yu.

Pu Yu did not bring a weapon, and fought with his bare hands, which seemed a little difficult.

After several fights, a few descendants were knocked down, but Bai Chuan remained unmoved. But they still dodge and don't attack. When Xia Puyu saw this, he had some thoughts in his heart. Why do you never accept the move? If you accept the move, you have to use your strength to resist, and those who have never practiced the ghost and the lotus can only use the strength in the dantian and arm strength, is it a lack of strength or a congenital defect?

He hadn't thought about this problem before, but he felt that she didn't accept it, so he insisted on asking her to accept it, and he hadn't thought about why she didn't accept it, and he hadn't thought about how to force her and didn't want to break her barrier.

Immediately afterwards, Xia Puyu attacked her upper limbs, attacked her arms with her palms, and pointed under her wrists, and saw her hand tremble, and the scabbard almost fell to the ground. Immediately after that, Bai Chuan slashed over like an angry horse like Xia Puyu. Xia Puyu smiled knowingly, it turned out that this was a weakness. She is a woman, and naturally she has little strength. Song Hongchun has made the wrist of the spear strong since he was a child, and the soft wrist like the faceless guest seems to be weak and weak, but it needs to be controlled with caution. This Bai Chuan didn't seem to be a person who used a sword before, it must be a light weapon, and he had never practiced strength, and after using a sword, he had never practiced strength, and over time, it became a weakness.

However, her method of evasion is not advisable, if she hides her weaknesses and attracts people to discover them after a long time, she becomes a weakness, a handle, and a real plaster, which will follow her for a lifetime.

Xia Puyu dodged her, dodging, and said, "I'm like you, I've been hiding, are you angry?"

Bai Chuan only felt as if he had been humiliated, and letting the person in front of him live was to live his humiliation.

The personal thief of the white spoon is just a woman who can't hold iron like Jiang Andong.

Jiang Andong was said to be useless by Bai Key, Bai Chuan felt that the most mediocre thing in the world was a woman like Jiang Andong, just like the inferior class of the rivers and lakes.

She didn't want to be like this. She turned around and slashed at Xia Puyu, who did not dodge, but held the sword body between her palms. She really fought back, but her strength was weak, and Xia Puyu didn't seem to be very hard.

It's not as good as a few disciples.

Bai Chuan was even more ashamed, pulled out the blade of his sword, pressed step by step, and slashed his body from back to front, all the way to force Xia Puyu to the edge of the cliff.

"I have to kill you today!" she was about to stab her sword, Xia Puyu flashed, but the earth and rocks slipped under her feet, and when Lin Nian reached out to support him, a foot was already in the air outside the cliff.

Then there was a loss of strength in his upper body, and the whole person fell down, and the wind whistling in his ears and the incomprehensible air movement made him realize:

It's broken.

The hundred-mile cliff is a hundred miles long and a hundred miles deep, although it is only passed down from generation to generation, but through the world of clouds and mist below, only the dead know what it looks like. No one wants to try, and no one wants to explore.

This is probably the same as people asking where people are going when they die, but no one wants to try. That cloud of smoke is probably the line between life and death, or the obstacle that hides from the human eye.

Lin Nian hung on Xia Puyu's arm with one hand, and grabbed the stone buried in the soil on the cliff with the other.

"Hold on!"

Xia Puyu was a little disapproving: "Don't you want me to die?"

"It's Lin Yan!" Lin Nian pulled him hard, his face was flushed, and the green tendons on his hands bulged.

"Let it go, or we'll both die!" Xia Puyu shouted at Lin Nian.

Lin Nian didn't speak, and continued to pull him.

"Let go!"

"You can't just die!"

"I'm afraid my life is over, let go!"

"I'll ask you!" Lin Nian paused, and then continued—at this moment, the beads of sweat on his forehead had already left along his sideburns: "You are a servant of Zhuzitang, then, are you a servant?"

Xia Puyu didn't expect Lin Nian to ask this. He is Xia Puyu, a ferryman who fiddles with life and death in the whirlpool of rivers and lakes.

He stretched out his other hand, and then broke Lin Nian's hand......

"No, Bamboo Puyu, Bamboo Puyu!" he didn't call him, or Xia Puyu.

Xia Puyu broke the last finger he grabbed himself, and the whole person fell into the abyss. His figure was drowned in the sea of clouds, and he went to explore the world in the mist, and maybe he would be reborn like a man coming from hell.

There are a few climbing rocks hanging between the cliffs, the branches and leaves have fallen, they are hung outside the cave, covering some light, there is a fur on the bed in the cave, there is a mat outside the bed, there is a low table on the mat, there is a spoon scooping water on the table, and the owner of the cave is not seen. The last time I saw this climbing luo was last year, in the Qianmo Valley on the bank of the Mocao River, a half-imprisoned barrier. It's a sect that is not extremely intelligent, but wants to be alone in this land. Saying this, they are because the immortal Yingfang will personally lead people to kill the wind kite.

I still remember the battle of the guest house, and the Xuanyue Dart thrown out by the wind kite made her strange for a moment, she had never used it, but she was proficient in it. Immediately afterwards, this doubt was drowned out by the sense of crisis of life and death at this moment. After restraining the thief, the kite immediately jumped out of the window and left.

She ran into the depths of the woods with all her might, not daring to look back, for fear of falling, and not arguing for directions, because there was nowhere to go, so she could go anywhere. I don't care about the north, south, north, west, I just want to know if she did something stupid.

And at this moment, Gao Buluo is also wondering if he has done something stupid. This stupid thing is not to say goodbye without saying goodbye, but to be chaotic yourself, why didn't you ask clearly and then recognize each other.

"Let's leave like this, don't you worry about her?" Shu Yunu and Gao Buluo led the horse forward. Walking across the wind and rain bridge of the Tangsong River, the sunset shone sparkling on the water, like dragon scales, and the two walked slowly on the road, with heavy worries.

"......" He didn't speak, just shook his head.

At this moment, the moon and the sun are above the head at the same time, the moon has a shadow but is invisible, and the sun is tangible, but it has no light.