The dirty snow of the dead winter piled up in the corners of the wall, and under the light of the white moonlight, it was like a highly decomposed corpse, and spring would be born in this decay.

The young man sat on the wall of Wangcheng Lane, and finally understood why he had to come to see Peng Xianren.

He held the newly cast sword in his arms, as if he was holding his long-awaited lover, he didn't know how to love people, he already felt the true love of the sword, the sword was his everything.

He is like a child who has just learned to speak, and he has to speak in all situations in order to prove his pronunciation.

He suddenly realized that what Peng Xianren asked Xu Xiaoyi to convey was not a prophecy, but an appointment battle, an appointment between one swordsman and another.

Gu Shenwei stood up again, jumped on the wall like a foraging wild cat, and soon arrived at the back of the proud building, looking out of the wall, the peach forest of Guiyuan not far away was faintly visible.

The first and second floors of the proud building are dark and dark, and there is a lone lamp on the third floor.

The young killer was thinking about how to climb up, and a small window opened on the third floor, which had prevented Chu Yangjun from competing with the young man.

A face leaned out of the window, full of potholes, with outturned eyelids, and half of its nostrils missing, as if the whole person had been scalded in hot water, so ugly that even the moonlight was shocked.

"Why are you here?" the ugly man leaped out and landed lightly on the wall, his legs slightly bent, his arms outstretched, and two short swords unleashed.

There are many strange people in the proud building, Gu Shenwei has seen it a long time ago, "Peng Xianren?"

"It's me. ”

Peng Xianren turned out to be such an ugly and graceless person, Gu Shenwei was deeply surprised, he imagined that this Mr. Divine Calculation should always have a bit of the taste of fairy wind bones.

The killer is here to compare swords, so he no longer talks nonsense, and concentrates on the sword, since Peng Xianren is the master of Ye Shilang and Chu Yang Jun, his martial arts cannot be underestimated, Gu Shenwei wants to step on his corpse to take the swordsmanship to the next level.

The lotus girl stuck to the wall like a spider, and she and Huan Nu started at the same time, which was a decision made by the two after consultation, one in the light and the other in the dark, and hunted the master at the same time.

They are killers who will do whatever it takes to kill each other and improve their swordsmanship.

"You're no match for him. "Someone upstairs spoke again, revealing an equally ugly face.

The second ugly man leaped out and landed behind the killer, revealing two identical short swords.

"Your Excellency?" Gu Shenwei was a little confused, and he also began to be alert, if this was a trap, he and the lotus girl would have to implement the second plan - jump into the peach forest and escape.

"Peng Xianren. The second ugly man's tone was a little impatient, as if the killer was knowingly asking.

Gu Shenwei became more and more confused, could it be that Peng Xianren was deliberately playing tricks on him? But what is the point of this?

A series of thoughts flashed through Gu Shenwei's mind, and then he suddenly realized how stupid this kind of thinking was at the moment of the great enemy, so he adopted the simplest solution.

The sword was unsheathed and stabbed at the first ugly man, the ugly man's "breath of life" was clearly visible, more obvious than the flaws of Ye and Chu, Gu Shenwei was sure that one blow would be hit, and the lotus girl didn't even need to help.

He would leap over the first ugly man's head and block the second ugly man with his corpse, so he could get a moment of respite and prepare for the next sword.

Everything was as he expected, the young man in black was like a crow sweeping over the head of the ugly man, landing accurately, facing the enemy, but the sword in his hand was gone, and the ugly man was not dead, turned around, and the arms holding the short sword hung down, with a hint of appreciation in his vicious eyes, as if he had just seen a monkey perform the actions of a human.

The sword was snatched away, and Gu Shenwei was so frightened that he took three steps back.

It was not the two ugly men who grabbed the sword, but the third person who appeared at the window on the third floor, wearing a moonlight-like white robe, a square face, two thick eyebrows and daggers across the forehead, a long beard hanging down his chest, carrying a silk rope of the same color in his right hand, and a killer's sword in his left hand.

"Come up. ”

The white-robed man's voice was majestic, and he did not intend to threaten, but the words he said were difficult to refuse.

"Who are you?"

Gu Shenwei made up his mind, and fled immediately while the other party was distracted, the proud building was much more complicated than he imagined, this visit was a little reckless, but the words spoken by the white-robed man made him stay.

"Peng Xianren. ”

The teenage killer no longer feels like it's a game, he feels angry, but he doesn't feel dangerous.

Two ugly men jumped off the wall and pushed open the back door and walked into the first floor.

The portal is open for the killer.

Gu Shenwei has always been a suspicious person, at this time, for some reason, he believes in the words of "Peng Xianren" very much, he is like an idiot halfway through the puzzle, no matter whether there is a sword mountain and a sea of fire in front of him, or a tiger's den and wolf's den, he must continue to move forward.

Gu Shenwei stomped lightly, jumped off the high wall, and walked into the proud building, the lotus girl got a hint that she should leave secretly, if it was a trap, it was enough to break alone.

There was no one in the teahouse on the first floor, the tea sets were neatly packed, and the second floor was empty, only a circle of chairs were placed on the wall, and the third floor was crowded with people.

The room was large, and in the middle stood a slender bronze statue, vaguely like a fairy ascending, with one arm raised high and a small oil lamp.

The light of the whole proud building comes from it.

The people around were sitting or standing, there were about thirty or forty people, most of them were ugly and physically disabled, a few of them Gu Shenwei had an impression, they had seen it in the teahouse on the first floor, and the other four or five people were extremely handsome figures, like the white-robed and long-bearded suo-bearer, whose demeanor and charm were much better than Ye Shilang and Chuyangjun.

In short, there is no ordinary-looking person on the third floor, who is either extremely ugly or extremely beautiful.

In the innermost, there was a huge screen, which was full of words, and Gu Shenwei couldn't read any of them clearly, which reminded him of Luo Ning tea, who had never seen people with his true face.

The white-robed guest stepped forward, bowed slightly, held the sword in both hands, and returned the object to its original owner.

Gu Shenwei took the sword, hesitated for a moment, put the sword back into its sheath, no one spoke, he didn't speak, and he began to doubt whether his decision was true.

"You are very good at swordsmanship, who did you learn it from?" asked a one-legged man.

"My swordsmanship is not good, otherwise I wouldn't have been taken away all at once. ”

"No, no, the swordsmanship is very good, but you didn't learn it right, and your will was not strong enough, so you were taken advantage of. "The person who spoke was a camel with a high bulge in his back.

"You...... Who are you?"

"I've said it several times, I'm Peng Xianren. This time it was a handsome young man who spoke.

Gu Shenwei felt as if there was a reptile wriggling in his heart, which was both disgusting and creepy, he had seen broken corpses and piles of dead people, but he had never felt so uncomfortable as he did now.

"You ......" Gu Shenwei's gaze swept over the faces of dozens of people, and finally landed on the screen, the real Peng Immortal was behind it, and the others were all puppets who passed on the words, trying to understand this, although he still felt a little incredible, Gu Shenwei was no longer so afraid.

"Hey, Your Excellency's tricks are quite good. Gu Shenwei was thinking about Xu Xiaoyi, that kid had gone up to the third floor and asked around for several days, but he didn't say such important information.

"Those who know me say I am worried, and those who don't know me say what I want. ”

Gu Shenwei stared at the screen, no longer caring which strange person was talking this time, "You seem to be looking forward to me coming." ”

"Well, I thought you would have come a long time ago, but you were suspicious and delayed a lot. ”

"Didn't you calculate a hexagram for yourself?"

"If you believe, you will be spiritual, if you don't believe, you will be false, the world believes, I tell them fortunes, I don't believe it, so I never count it for myself. ”

Peng Xianren also confessed, Gu Shenwei found that his vigilance was constantly declining, as long as he relaxed a little, he would unconsciously feel at ease, surrounded by dozens of people, it seemed that all of them were top masters, but he was not nervous at all, and he was very sure that no one would hurt him.

"I'm here, what do you want?"

"You killed Ye Shilang and Chu Yang-kun. ”

"Hmph, they're your apprentices?"

"No, they're just people who once learned the sword from me, and then left me after they did. ”

In Gu Shenwei's opinion, this is another trick, but he immediately understood, he had learned a lot of martial arts from Xue Niang, but the two had no master-apprentice relationship.

"So you want to use me to kill them. "Gu Shenwei is always not afraid to speculate on other people's minds with the worst malice, and he is rarely wrong.

"I didn't want to kill them, and I didn't want to take advantage of you, this is a competition between two swordsmanship, I just want to know the result. ”

This is a strange conversation, Peng Xianren's voice is different every time he speaks, it may come from any direction, Gu Shenwei stared at the screen, imagining the other party as a first-class ventriloquist, so that his feelings can be normal, "The sword of killing is better than the sword of duel." ”

"In my opinion, it is the sword of mercy that is better than the sword of love. ”

"Haha. Gu Shenwei raised his head and laughed twice, the laughter continued, and he suddenly jumped towards the screen, he wanted to know the true face of Peng Xianren.

A man appeared in a place where there was no one, blocking the way.

Gu Shen retreated, he should have immediately changed direction and rushed again, but the face of the person in the way surprised him, and his internal breath was a little sluggish, and he had lost the opportunity to raid.

What came out from behind the screen was a teenager, who was still immature, but between his eyebrows and eyes he was surprisingly similar to Chu Yangjun, and he was also as gentle and demure as a woman.

"Are you...... Chu Yang-kun's younger brother?"

"I'm Peng Xianren. The boy said the same thing.

Gu Shenwei was shocked, and quietly, one hand held his wrist, Gu Shenwei shook it hard, but it seemed to be sticky, he wanted to draw the knife, and the other hand was also held.

The man who held his wrist shook hands with others, and so on, and finally met at the young man.

Once again, the killer lost the ability to perceive danger, and he seemed to know that everyone had no malicious intent, and it was Peng Xianren who was helping him.

From behind the screen, a pitch-black cane, like iron but not iron, like wood but not wood, was placed on the young man's shoulder.

A soft breath came in from the left arm and flowed out from the right arm, and three times, everyone let go, the crutches were withdrawn, and the boy retreated behind the screen.

"No wonder, no wonder. Peng Xianren borrowed someone's mouth and said, "With the Eight Desolation Fingers suppressed, it is really rare that you can still practice such swordsmanship." ”

"Can you get rid of it?" Gu Shenwei blurted out, his voice trembled, the Eight Desolation Finger Force was an internal injury and a heart disease, he tried not to think about it, but the three years set by Xue Niang were almost up, and he was looking forward to a miracle.

"I can. The old man's voice was full of authority, but Gu Shenwei was shocked for no reason.

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