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The remnants of the dream at the head of the building are five watches, and the bottom of the flower is sad about the March rain.

Ruthless is not as affectionate as bitterness, and an inch is still tens of millions of wisps.

When there is poverty at the end of the world, there is only endless lovesickness. ”

This "Yulou Chun" word is written by Yan Shu of the Northern Song Dynasty, this word is written on the parting practice, it is difficult to part, and the next word is written after the farewell, endlessly, and the pain of parting and lovesickness in life is written.

At this time, in April of the first year of Renzong Mingdao of the Northern Song Dynasty, at the foot of Yuelu Mountain, the capital of Tanzhou, Jinghn Road, there was a scholar in a green shirt who recited this word in a low voice in front of a lonely grave, his voice was hoarse, and he choked several times.

This person is about thirty years old, with a handsome face and a decadent expression, standing in front of the grave with his hands in his hands, with a bamboo stalk in his waist, the mountain wind blowing, the clothes are windy, and he is indescribably lonely and lonely.

He stood for a long time, and suddenly there was a drizzle in the sky, he didn't dodge, but took off the bamboo Xiao on his waist and blew it, the sound of the flute was sad and desolate, and the listener was sad, he could no longer suppress the grief in his heart, holding the tombstone and crying bitterly, his hands kept touching the tombstone, but there was no word on the tombstone.

Just as he was in pain, there was a sudden sound of swords clashing on the side of the mountain road, and the fight was fierce. He looked away, and saw that there were three people besieging one person, and the besieged was an old man in his fifties, holding a long sword in his hand and resisting vigorously, his face was covered with blood, and he was already at a disadvantage. The other three were in their forties, one was short in stature, slightly fat, holding a short sword, only attacking but not defending, the second was of medium stature, with a scar on the left side of his face from the root of his ear to the corner of his mouth, holding a silver spear in each hand, and his moves were fierce, and the other was tall and thin, and a soft whip could not help attacking the old man's lower plate. The scholar in the green shirt took a few looks, and he had already recognized the three people as the three male Diao brothers in northern Xiangbei, the eldest thunder sword Diao Tong, the second iron gall silver gun Diao Kui, the third soft whip Tai Sui Diao Meng, the old man who was besieged was the deputy head of the Weiyuan Dart Bureau of SC Chengdu Prefecture Ding Xin, the people of the rivers and lakes called a sword to open the mountain, and he studied under the head of the Qingcheng faction, Chong Jingdao, and was a first-class master among the lay disciples of the Qingcheng faction. If he fought alone, none of the Diao brothers was Ding Xin's opponent, but he lost the upper hand with three enemies and one.

Ding Xin's long sword shook, blocked Diao's fierce soft whip, kicked his left foot back, kicked Diao Kui's silver spear, this move is the essence of Qingcheng's swordsmanship, the long sword shook, the enemy's body and acupoints are shrouded by the sword, the left leg kicked out, and the back of the attack was all resolved, but at this time Ding Xin was injured in the leg, this kick was not sharp enough, but his left side door was wide open, Diao Tong's short sword stabbed Ding Xin's lower abdomen, slashed upward, and drew a long hole in Ding Xin's lower abdomen, Ding Xin couldn't support it anymore, fell to the ground, and the wound was bloody.

As soon as Ding Xin's body touched the ground, he stretched his left hand into his arms, and the Diao brothers thought that he was going to launch a hidden weapon to make a final fight, so they didn't dare to step forward, and each danced his blade to protect his whole body.

Diao Tong saw that the hand that Ding Xin took out of his arms was empty, so he jumped forward and stretched out his fingers to point at Ding Xin's two big holes, Yutang and Juque. In fact, his hand is purely a snake to add to the foot, and the sword in Ding Xin's abdomen is really not light, and he has no power to fight back. It's just that Diao Tong was afraid that Ding Xin's martial arts were too high, and he was afraid that he would be dying and struggling, and this fatal blow when he was dying might be difficult to resist, so he made up these two acupoints so that nothing went wrong.

Diao Tong put away the short sword and said: Second Master Ding, I am offended. Diao Meng said: "Big brother, don't talk nonsense with him, kill him with a knife." "His left arm was injured by Ding Xin, and he hit the bone with a sword, which is really not light. Diao Tong didn't pay attention to Diao Meng, and still said politely: "Second Master Ding, as long as you hand over your things, my brother will treat your injuries immediately." Ding Xin only felt that the blood from the wound in the abdomen could not stop flowing out, knowing that the sword had already injured the internal organs, and his life was not long in coming, so he said miserably: "We do the dart game, and the dart is in the dart and the person is dying, and life and death have already been put aside." Diao Meng was furious, and smashed the whip at Ding Xin's head, Diao Kui kept silent, seeing that Ding Xin's head must have been torn apart by the whip of the third brother, he hurriedly raised the silver gun to block it. Diao Meng said angrily: "Second brother, why are you stopping me?" Diao Kui ignored him, and Diao Tong reprimanded: "Third brother, stop talking." Diao Meng was very in awe of his eldest brother and didn't dare to make a sound. Diao Kui said: "Second Master Ding, my three brothers and Weiyuan Dart Bureau have no grievances, in recent years, the Gui Dart Bureau has always been polite to brothers, originally I didn't dare to attack Second Master Ding, but this thing has a lot to do, and I also ask Second Master Ding to teach me." Ding Xin said: "The three Diao masters...... It must be...... I must have believed the rumors of the villain, that thing...... Ding has always only heard of it, and he has never seen it, so how could anyone hold such a thing as a dart?" Diao Kui groaned slightly, then leaned over and searched Ding Xin's body, turned around and shook his head at the eldest brother. Diao Channel: "Second Master Ding, if you would rather die than hand it over, don't blame the brothers' subordinates for being ruthless." Seeing that the power of this whip can simply open the mountain and crack the stone, Ding Xin must be innocent, but suddenly a fist-sized stone flew out of thin air and hit Diao Meng's wrist, Diao Meng only felt a sharp pain in his wrist, the whip couldn't hold it, and flew out of his hand, and his whole arm was bruised and trembled.

Diao's three heroes were shocked, looked in the direction where the flying stone was flying, and saw a scholar in a green shirt standing next to a lonely grave, jumping in front of the three of them up and down. Diao's three males are a hundred zhang away from the lonely grave, this scholar is so fast, like a ghost, Diao Meng is just down, Diao Tong and Diao Kui can't help but look at each other in shock. Diao Tong is calm and spicy, Diao Kui is resourceful, Diao Meng is a muddy person, in the past ten years, the three brothers have made a lot of reputation in the rivers and lakes, although they are still polite to others, but they think very highly of themselves, but unexpectedly, the scholar in front of him looks very weak, but he has upper-level martial arts. Diao Tong still said politely: "Your Excellency is so strong, forgive me for being clumsy, I don't know what to call the honorable driver?" Diao Kui said: "Since the honorable driver refuses to give his name, and we have nothing to do with the honorable driver, then please." The scholar in the green shirt said: "I saw that Ding's predecessors would rather die than give in, which is really the true character of a husband, so I am in awe, and I dare to ask the three masters to raise their noble hands." Diao Tong and Diao Kui's faces sank, thinking that they didn't know the depth of this scholar's martial arts, in terms of light skills alone, there are few people on the rivers and lakes who can compare, and if light skills are like this, martial arts will naturally not be too bad.

Diao Meng saw that the eldest brother and the second brother were polite, but this weak scholar couldn't help but be angry, and reprimanded: "You kid is too ****** to be lifted, my eldest brother and second brother are polite to you, but you toast and don't eat and drink, see that Diao Sanye doesn't kill you." Diao Meng had already picked up his soft whip at this time, Diao Tong Diao Kui wanted to find out the number of martial artists of this scholar, let alone say nothing to stop it, Diao Meng saw that the eldest brother and the second brother did not stop him, and he raised the whip and went up, and a soft whip danced vigorously. This Diao Meng has worshiped Xiangbei Famous Suzhou as a teacher since he was a child, and although his qualifications are ordinary, he is born with divine power, which is the material for practicing this dragon whip. He used a trick to soar thousands of miles, and although the soft whip was soft, it was as vigorous as a swimming dragon, and it sounded in the air. Seeing that the whip hit the eyes of the scholar in the green shirt, I saw that the scholar in the green shirt did not dodge, pulled out the bamboo flute from his waist and flicked it lightly at the tip of the whip, the soft whip immediately lost his head, Diao Meng's wrist shook upward, and the soft whip swung towards the scholar in the green shirt again, the scholar in the green shirt directly stretched out his left hand to grab the whip this time, and pulled it back in, Diao Meng only felt that the soft whip had a strong force, if he didn't let go, the whole body would be pulled over, and he hurriedly let go of the soft whip.

Although his martial arts are not as good as his two elder brothers, he is not weak, he has never lost a whip since he became famous, but this time he lost two times in a blink of an eye, the first time it can be said that he was not guarded, and this second time he suffered a fiasco within one move, it was really a shame in his life, he was ashamed and angry in his heart, and his black face was flushed, but he didn't dare to come forward to invite him to fight. Diao Tong Diao Kui could see it clearly on the side, and was secretly frightened, this scholar in green shirt was really a subordinate of his subordinates, otherwise if he wanted to kill the killer, the third brother would have already been dead on the spot, and it was too late to save him, the two of them couldn't help but face ashes, seeing that thing was at their fingertips, but they didn't expect such a scholar with strong martial arts to suddenly appear, not to mention winning, he couldn't even figure out the number of martial artists on the other side. Diao Kui said: "Your Excellency's martial arts are strong, my brother is ashamed of himself, the green mountains do not change, the green water flows for a long time, and he will say goodbye." Diao Tong and Diao arched his hand violently, and he didn't look back. Diao Meng picked up the whip, glanced at the scholar in green shirt hatefully, and followed the eldest brother and second brother.

The scholar in the green shirt hurriedly squatted down to visit Ding Xin, seeing that he was angry, and seeing that the gods could not live in the world, he took out a porcelain bottle from his arms, took out a red pill, gently pinched Ding Xin's mouth and put it in, this elixir dissolved in the mouth. When Ding Xin was in a coma and chaos, he suddenly felt a slight heat in his abdomen, and his mind was much clearer. Seeing a man about thirty years old lying beside him, and not seeing the three heroes of the Diao family, he knew that the person in front of him had saved him. He knew that his life was short, and there was a big event in his heart, and when he saw this person at this moment, he was like a savior. He said: "Thank you, thank you for saving your life, I don't know what to call a hero?" Ding Xin was shocked, only felt a sharp pain in his abdomen, and forcibly said: "You are, you are the 'Jade Xiao Scholar' Gao Qi?"

Ten years ago, he was only twenty-five years old, but with a jade flute, he fought the Seven Tigers of Liaodong alone, and killed all seven people within ten moves, and later defeated Feng Yunlu, the head of the Kongtong faction, Feng Yunlu was seriously ill and died soon after. Ten years ago, he fought with Yuelu Mountain, the king of the ghost gate, and he was even more famous in the world, and the younger generations were unsurpassed. Just when his fame was growing, he suddenly disappeared for some reason.

Gao Qi nodded and said, "It's down." Ding Xin looked up at his waist, Gao Qi knew that he was looking for the famous jade flute, so he said: "Senior Ding, the jade flute of the younger generation is no longer around. Ding Xin couldn't tell the truth of his identity for a while, but he was about to die, and he had nothing else to trust except the person in front of him, and said: "Gao Daxia, old man, old man has one thing, please." Gao Qi said: "Senior, don't talk too much, I'll take you to seek medical treatment." Ding Xin shook his head and said, "It's useless." It's not a pity to die of old decay, only one thing, if the tall hero refuses to help, the old decay will not be blind. Gao Qi only nodded in agreement and said, "Although the seniors commanded, as long as they are within their ability, they will not shirk." Ding Xin smiled slightly and said, "There is one thing, I am tired of Gao Daxia to send it to the Weiyuan Dart Bureau for me and hand it over to Li Yuanbi, the head of the dart." Gao Qi said: "Seniors rest assured, as long as you have a breath in the next, you will definitely live up to the trust." ”

Gao Qi didn't know what he was holding, it must be something that the three heroes of the Diao family wanted to rob, but Diao Tong had already searched Ding Xin's body, and he didn't know where this object was. I saw Ding Xin put his hand into the wound that was cut open by Diao Tong, and took out a palm-sized cloth bag from his abdomen, which was boxy and soaked in blood. It turned out that he had been hit by Diao Tong's short sword, and he knew that he was going to die, so he reached into his arms in a hurry and stuffed this thing into his abdomen. Gao Qi was even more in awe when he saw this, but he didn't dare to reach out to take it. Ding Xin lost too much blood and lacked strength in his hands, and the cloth bag fell off. Gao Qi saw that he was angry, his eyes gradually closed, knowing that his life was in an instant. In his ear, he said: "The seniors can rest assured, and the juniors will live up to the trust." ”