"Yun Shaoxia, how are you?" Shangguan Ziyun was in a hurry at this time, she endured the pain, moved the jade step, next to Yun Feiyang, and asked with concern.

Yun Feiyang hesitated slightly, raised his sleeves, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, tilted his head, although his eyes were much darker, but they were still blooming with bright light, grinned reluctantly, untied the wine jug from his waist, "Bo" unscrewed the wine jug, and looked up and drank a few large sips of spirits with "Gollum, Gollum".

As he slowly lowered the flask, he asked softly, "Miss Ziyun, do you drink?"

Shangguan Ziyun shook her head, expressing confusion at Yun Feiyang. He was already seriously injured, could it be that he drank alcohol to heal his wounds?

However, Shangguan Ziyun has indeed grown from childhood to adulthood, and she has not touched a drop of wine. Every time she sees her father Shangguan Hong receiving guests, she always drinks hard, she really doesn't understand, what is so good about drinking!

"The ancient sages were lonely, but only the drinker left his name. Yun Feiyang poured another sip of spirits, and the air was already filled with a rich aroma of wine, and those martial arts righteous people who were rushing over to kill saw the violent killing of the young man in green shirt Yun Feiyang just now, and they didn't dare to rush forward to seek death.

Especially when he saw that Liu Jinfeng, the master of the Divine Sword Sect who was famous all over the world, was beaten by Yun Feiyang until he vomited blood, and he didn't have the courage of a bear heart and a leopard, he was a lot afraid of Yun Feiyang.

So far, except for Liu Jinfeng, who has seen the martial arts of the young man in the green shirt, the rest of the martial arts people don't know that his swordsmanship is the Tang poetry sword technique of Xie Yin, a drunken man who once dominated the world. In other words, except for Liu Jinfeng, the other martial arts people didn't even know where this young man with a broken sword was.

When they saw that Yun Feiyang was actually pouring the wine jug by himself and pouring wine with his head up, everyone was even more confused, and they couldn't figure out what medicine was sold in Bai Yunfeiyang's gourd. Even including Liu Jinfeng, although he knew that Xie Yin, a drunken guest, was nicknamed "Big Drunkard", and he was addicted to alcohol.

However, he had never heard that the use of Tang poetry sword tricks was inspired by drinking, could it be that this young man knew that he could not escape this catastrophe and was a full ghost before he died?

With the liquor in his stomach, Yun Feiyang's handsome face gradually flushed, condensing a bit of true qi, Huo Ran stood up, hung the wine jug around his waist, and staggered a few steps, looking a little unstable.

Shangguan Ziyun saw it in her eyes, but there was an indescribable pain in her heart, I don't know if it was because Yun Feiyang and her only met in Pingshui to give up their lives and forget death, or because of Yun Feiyang's chivalrous courage. But at this time, her heart was a little messy, far stronger than her hurt heart.

Originally, she was already seriously injured, but Yun Feiyang appeared to rescue her at the last moment, and this affection was unforgettable. And now he wants Yun Feiyang to take care of himself with death, which makes Shangguan Ziyun grateful.

She grabbed Yun Feiyan's sleeve with her jade hand, her eyes were filled with tears, Qiu Bo was tactful, staring at Yun Feiyang, shook her head, and said softly: "Yun Shaoxia, instead of letting you die innocently, why don't you leave and let me fend for myself!"

Yun Feiyang looked down at Shangguan Ziyun holding his hand, and smiled calmly disapprehantly, "Miss Ziyun, a manly husband, is based between heaven and earth, and life and death are just a passing eye. Rather than stealing a life, it is better to fight to the end. ”

"But, Yun Shaoxia, ...... you" Shangguan Ziyunfang's heart collapsed, her heart was surging, she couldn't imagine that Yun Feiyang was so heroic and righteous, all along, as the youngest daughter of Shangguan Hong, the owner of Guqin House "Ziluo Shirt", in front of her father, she was always regarded as a pearl in her palm, holding it in her hand for fear of falling, and holding it in her mouth for fear of melting.

Under the infancy of such a wealthy family, he did not suffer much, but for some reason, his father suddenly left home more than a month ago, as if he had evaporated from the world, and never came back.

Unfortunately, under the leadership of the Divine Sword Gate, the martial arts righteous path killed all the 121 lives of Guqinju, which caused Guqinju to suffer a catastrophe. I'm afraid that there will be no more legends of Guqinju in the rivers and lakes in the future.

Under such a drastic change, Yun Feiyang's appearance undoubtedly made up for Shangguan Ziyun's inner injury, especially under the loss of relatives, Yun Feiyang sacrificed his life to save him, which made Shangguan Ziyun's already gloomy mood a little warmer.

However, she categorically didn't want Yun Feiyang to lose his life in the hands of Liu Jinfeng and others because of herself. She wanted to stop Yun Feiyang, but before she could say a word, Yun Feiyang had already confronted the martial arts righteous path without fear, and between the spitting and naking, the smell of wine was smoking, and he squinted at those martial arts righteous people who were tiptoeing.

"You sanctimonious hypocrites, bullshit martial arts righteousness, come, come and kill me!" Yun Feiyang didn't know whether it was drinking or bent on death. Looking closely, he is by no means bent on seeking death, let alone drinking.

He didn't want to die, and he wasn't drunk. It is a kind of arrogance and awe-inspiring, a kind of calmness that is not afraid of danger, and a kind of ridicule of the so-called righteous path.

Liu Jinfeng, the master of the Divine Sword Sect, was unconscious, and was confused for a while, what happened to this young man in green shirts? After a few sips of wine and talking drunk, but soon he made an important decision in his mind: No matter what today, he needs to fight quickly, the more he stretches the battle line, and when Shangguan Ziyun recovers his strength, the two of them join forces, but I am afraid that in the end, let alone Fu Xiqin, I will watch the two of them leave.

He breathed a little, raised the deciduous knife in his hand again, and paced to the front of the opposite of Yun Feiyang, the blade was condensed, the cold light was dazzling, and his deep gaze revealed gloom, "Boy, today you are in heaven and there is a way for you not to go, and there is no door for hell for you to break into." Let the old man send you to the west sky!"

Before the words fell, the bearded man with two big hammers stepped forward and said scoldingly: "Grandma is a bear, Lord Liumen, this Wang Balamb is handed over to me, you go and get Fu Xiqin." As he spoke, he waved the two big hammers in his hands, gritted his teeth, and stared at Yun Feiyang viciously, eager to swallow Yun Feiyan in one bite.

"Brother Tie, don't take the enemy lightly, it's easy to deal with it!" Who knows, Liu Jinfeng actually agreed to let this bearded man deal with Yun Feiyang. Speaking of this bearded man, he is not a nameless rat, on the contrary, he is a well-known leader of the Iron Hammer Gang in the rivers and lakes, and his name is Tie Kun.

Because he looks three or five thick, he uses a pair of big hammers weighing seventy or eighty pounds, and he is also somewhat famous in the rivers and lakes. He is reckless and impulsive, short-tempered like thunder, and if he is slightly dissatisfied, he is waiting for him with a hammer. His fiery temper is well-known in the rivers and lakes.

"Lord Liumen, don't worry!" Tie Kun waved the heavy sledgehammer, strode forward, and scolded as he walked, "Hey, little rabbit, let grandpa teach you a good lesson!"