Fang Hong's chest and arms ached faintly, he was angry in his heart, and secretly thought: "For the sake of the third brother, I have been polite to you for a few years, but you have been hard pressed against me. Although he was angry in his heart, he also knew that his skills were not as good as others, even if he held a long sword, he was not his opponent, but Li Qingshi was ruthless, which aroused his pride, and he would rather be seriously injured than beg for mercy.

Seeing that Fang Hong couldn't resist Li Qingshi's "Guihong Sword Technique", Lin Gongyu was anxious. Suddenly, Li Qingshi kicked Zhonghong in the left shoulder, and Fang Hong fell backwards with an "ah", and his back hit the big tree in the courtyard. Li Qingshi then made a move to split Huashan, and it really had the potential of a thunderbolt.

Fang Hong had no way to avoid it at this time, so he had to transport his internal strength to his chest, protect the vital point, and prepare to take his trick hard.

Lin Gongyu saw that Fang Hong was about to be injured, so he didn't have time to think about it, he pulled out his long sword and jumped up, swinging away Li Qingshi's long sword. said: "Brother, assistant, my second brother has been injured!"

As he spoke, Fang Hong had already turned over and jumped up, avoiding Li Qingshi's flying cloud legs. Li Qingshi saw that Lin Gongyu came out to help him, and he couldn't be invited, so he made a series of ruthless moves, forcing Fang Hong to retreat again and again. Lin Gongyu saw that Fang Hong was gradually exhausted, and it was obvious that he was not lightly injured. He knew that Li Qingshi would definitely not hurt him, and he swung his long sword, only blocking in front of Fang Hong, regardless of his flaws.

Li Qingshi pointed the bamboo flute at Lin Gongyu's wrist, and expected that his long sword would definitely stab back, so he pressed the bamboo flute on the back of his long sword, so that the last sticky force pulled it towards him. Lin Gongyu picked up the Shangqing Gang Qi and hurriedly withdrew the long sword, Li Qingshi's tiger mouth was shocked, and the bamboo flute was cut off by his long sword.

Lin Gongyu cut off Li Qingshi's bamboo flute in a hurry, and he was very reluctant to go, and when he went to see Li Qingshi, he saw that his face was even more ugly. Li Qingshi took advantage of Lin Gongyu's mental flute to throw the broken flute to his lower abdomen, he was afraid of hurting Lin Gongyu, so he used the return force, and as soon as the broken flute touched Lin Gongyu, it bounced back. Li Qingshi caught it casually, and made another move "Guihong Sword Technique", stabbing at Fang Hong, Fang Hong saw that this move was menacing, knowing that he could not resolve it, but there was a wall behind him, and there was no way out, he spread the folding fan and swung it forward, and at the last moment, Li Qingshi's body fell out crookedly.

It turned out that Lin Gongyu saw that Fang Hong had no way to retreat, and he could no longer stop Li Qingshi head-on, he was afraid that the long sword would hurt people, so he had to slap Li Qingshi's right shoulder with a palm, hoping that he would take care of himself to save him, so that Fang Hong would be fine.

Li Qingshi naturally knew that someone was attacking behind him, but he expected that Lin Gongyu's palm would not be forceful, so he put his strength on his right arm and the broken flute, seeing that Fang Hong was about to use the move to deal with Liu Yanchao during the day, Lin Gongyu's palm had already slapped on his shoulder, and a huge force came from his shoulder, and it was too late to resist it at this time. But he didn't know that Lin Gongyu was in a hurry, and inadvertently used Shangqing Gangqi, at this time his internal strength was much higher than when he went down the mountain, if Li Qingshi was able to resist with all his strength, he would naturally not be able to withstand it with his flesh and blood alone.

Li Qingshi spurted out a mouthful of blood, luckily, and saw that the internal breath was unimpeded, and the injury was not serious, so he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

When Lin Gongyu injured Li Qing, he was stunned at first, and hurriedly stepped forward to help him, and said hurriedly: "Are you okay, I didn't mean to." ”

Li Qingshi pushed Lin Gongyu away, supported himself to stand up, his body shook, and he almost fell, when suddenly someone helped him. He saw that it was Leng Qingshuang and said, "Please help Miss Leng back to my room." ”

Leng Qingshuang helped Li Qingshi and slowly returned to the guest room.

Lin Gongyu felt guilty in his heart, and he was so anxious that he almost cried. He asked Xue Ling for a "Qiankun Demon Pill", came to the door of Li Qingshi's room, knocked on the door, and said, "Brother, how are you? I asked Ling'er for an elixir to heal injuries, and you are about to take it." ”

He called a few times, and after a while, the door creaked open, Leng Qingshuang glanced at Lin Gongyu, and said, "Give it to me." ”

Lin Gongyu said: "There is a Leng girl. ”

Leng Qingshuang was expressionless, took the pill, and closed the door. Lin Gongyu stood in front of the door, his heart like a knife. Xue Ling came over and grabbed his arm, shook it slightly, and whispered, "Brother Lin." ”

Lin Gongyu shook his head at her, and when he looked back, Fang Hong was grinning and patting the dust on his body, and hurriedly asked about his injuries. Fang Hong smiled: "It's okay, it's all skin injuries." ”

The three of them returned to the guest room, and Lin Gongyu asked again, "Second brother, why are you two fighting?"

Fang Hong said: "My martial arts skills are not as good as his, how can I be stupid enough to fight with him." When I came back, he attacked me from behind!"

Lin Gongyu was surprised, and couldn't help but say, "He attacked you?" He thought that Fang Hong would not lie, but what did the good Li Qingshi do when he attacked him?

Fang Hong grinned and said, "I don't know this, this hero has a very strange personality, I'm about to be broken up by him! ”

Lin Gongyu sent Xue Ling and Fang Hong out of the room, turned off the lights, and lay on the bed with clothes, unable to sleep. He kept thinking of the scene in his mind, if he didn't make a move, his sworn brother Fang Hong would be injured, but he made a move, but the person who injured him was Li Qingshi, who he had been treating as a brother for ten years, one of the two people was always injured, it was really a dilemma, and there was a dilemma.

Early in the morning of the second day, Lin Gongyu was cross-legged when he suddenly heard a rapid knock on the door, he opened the door, only to see Leng Qingshuang standing in front of the door with an anxious face, and before he could ask, he said: "Brother Lin, Li Daxia is gone." ”

Lin Gongyu said, "Why is he gone?" said as he walked towards Li Qingshi's guest room.

Leng Qingshuang hurriedly said: "I went to deliver him food in the morning, but the room was already empty, I asked the store guy, and Li Daxia left before dawn." ”

Lin Gongyu pushed open the door of the guest room where Li Qingshi lived, and the quilt on the bed was neatly folded, as if no one had ever lived there. At this time, Xue Ling and Fang Hong came in one after another, and when they saw such a scene, they already knew it.

Xue Ling saw the "Qiankun Demon Pill" on the desk in front of the window, snorted and put away the pill, picked up a book on the table and turned a few pages, which were all hand-copied poems. Since then, he has no intention of loving the night, and let him go down to the west building under the bright moon. "The ink has not yet dried, and it is clearly freshly written.

Lin Gongyu said: "Ling'er, what does this poem mean?"

Xue Lingdao: "This poem was written by the Tang Dynasty poet Li Yi, Li Yi and his sweetheart made an appointment to meet, but his sweetheart changed his mind and did not come to the appointment, Li Yi lay on the gorgeous bamboo mat, lingering in his heart, sleepless all night, thinking that he was going to see his sweetheart for a long time, but this dream was shattered overnight, and from then on he never liked this good night, even if the bright moon went down to the west building, there was no sweetheart to meet, and whether it was dawn or not, the sweetheart could not come. ”

Lin Gongyu listened to it and was silent, thinking that although this poem did not have a word of lamentation, it made people feel endless sadness. He took the book, the handwriting on it was beautiful and straight, obviously Li Qingshi's handwriting, when he was a child, he often Gao Qi lamented alone, sullen all day long, and now Li Qingshi is the same, and he likes these sad poems, and can't help but worry about him.