On that day, the woman in blue mentioned the nineteen-year covenant, and every day since then Ling Feiyun felt like a year, and these fifteen years have never been difficult since then. I always hope that after closing my eyes overnight, it will be nineteen years, that is, on the ninth day of the ninth month of September, I will be on Dongting Lake, and I will be able to see the Yu'er I have been thinking about again. But I never thought that the past nineteen years may have been old, and the vicissitudes of life have long been wrong!

In the blink of an eye, more than half a month has passed. Ling Feiyun didn't think about it behind closed doors and borrowed wine to kill his sorrows, except for drinking wine in the wind on the shore of Dianchi Lake every evening, Ling Feiyun locked himself in another courtyard and concentrated on practicing the "Dragon's Breath" method left by the woman in blue. I thought that Dulong Island's heart method would be so profound, Ling Feiyun felt a little disappointed after practicing, this heart method is not a profound method, but it is the method of breathing and storing qi, which can hold your breath for a long time and condense, and there is no technique of breathing, there is no breathing and breathing circulation Zhou Tian, there is no way to improve the internal force cultivation, and there is no gain in the martial arts, but the technique of the left path of the side door is compared to the other martial arts of Dulong Island that I learned before, I really feel that this mental method is a bit chicken, and it is a pity to abandon it tastelessly.

In addition to being disappointed, Ling Feiyun didn't linger anymore, originally this half month was to practice the "Volcanic Dragon's Breath" mental method, but now that the mental method has been completed, he is about to leave this home where he has lived in Tibet for fifteen years, and he is inevitably a little reluctant.

In the evening, I finally cleaned up messily, the Hongyun Dock built by this hand, the Qixia cherry blossoms planted by myself, and the fine wine buried in the cave for fifteen years, were all about to be burned. Ling Feiyun calculated that there was a heavy rain coming tonight, and it happened that this fire would burn out all the unforgettable ones, and it would not spread out and burn the surrounding villagers and the past that should not be forgotten.

Ling Feiyun blew the fire fold in his hand, and Mars was a lot more prosperous. Finally, he was ruthless and threw it towards a room of books, and in an instant the flames burst out, and Ling Feiyun kicked over the wine jar stacked next to him, because he was afraid that he would not be able to completely turn all this into ashes, Ling Feiyun deliberately moved all the fine wine to the study, so that the fire could be more violent.

Letting the fire rag behind him, Ling Feiyun couldn't bear to turn his head to look at it, the place where he had lived for so many years would be turned into ashes in an instant, this was indeed a sadness that no one could bear to look at more.

Walking quickly to the outside of the house, the horse tied to the door was already restless, the fire in the yard had begun to spread, and the spiritual horse also felt a strong fear of danger and death.

Ling Feiyun stepped onto the horse, clamped his legs, and the horse spread its hooves and galloped away, gradually moving away from the red clouds and clouds behind him, away from the raging sea of fire behind him.

"Boom!"

"Xiaoman is not full, the summer solstice has not yet arrived!" This thunder just came with the fierceness of summer and the wind and thunder. The rainstorm came one after another, Ling Feiyun galloped wildly in this heavy rain, first, he could personally feel the coldness that poured everything out, and cooled the thoughts in his heart earlier, and secondly, there was no place to shelter from the rain in the future, and the only place to shelter was far away.

Finally arrived at the Baiyukou Yuandu Wharf, abandoning the horses under his crotch, Ling Feiyun took off the saddle and the halter, and said to the horse that had followed him for many years: "Go, be a wild horse, don't be tamed again!"

"Brutes are still brutes after all, and one slap has scattered the riding feelings of so many years, and the running is happy!" Ling Feiyun could only anger the reluctance and slight melancholy in his heart.

Walked to the dock bollard, untied the rope, and jumped onto the boat in one step. The boat is not big, it can accommodate more than ten people, and a bamboo strip canopy is set up in the boat, and a low wooden table is placed under the canopy, and it is just to save the stool by sitting cross-legged.

Ling Feiyun put the burden on the wooden table, sideways from the side of the boat to remove the wood pulp, put it in the notch and tightened it, then quickly rowed up, all the way north.

Thirty miles of waterway, full of rippling blue waves, the endless lake is green, the silence is a little terrifying, at this time it is close to the deep water area, it is the place where the lake monster feeds, which adds a bit of horror atmosphere.

Even if it was a vast ocean, how could Ling Feiyun, who was originally a high-roller on the river, be afraid, but Ling Feiyun knew that this was a murderous aura, a murderous aura hidden under the calm water. Unable to advance or retreat, Ling Feiyun had to speed up the oars in his hand.

Whoa, whoa!

The sound of this quiet and lonely paddling makes people despair. This is the despair that Ling Feiyun has never felt in his life, the rivers and lakes are green, the army is fighting, and countless times he has wandered on the edge of life and death, but Ling Feiyun has never felt such despair, despair without any vitality. The further north he went, the more murderous this aura became, and this oppression made Ling Feiyun have the idea of stopping and giving up everything in his heart.

I don't know when, out of thin air, there were more than ten small boats, and there were six or seven people standing on the bow of each boat, dressed in various colors, including golden Tibetan trumpet suits, white chivalrous uniforms, and earthy ochre open-chested and pot-bellied customers.

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen small boats surrounded and approached, and they didn't see how to move at all, but they were already approaching in a trance, which was really strange.

Just as Ling Feiyun was approaching, a black masked man on the bow of a ship bowed down and clenched his fists and said, "Big brother, don't come unharmed!"

The voice was so familiar, rough and slightly hoarse, and this burly figure was so similar!

Ling Feiyun threw away the oars in his hand and cried out: "Third brother, how could it be you?"

On the bow of another boat, a man dressed in a long gray cloth robe, with a thin figure and even a little rickety, with a cloak that could not see his face at all, said gloomily: "Big brother, and the fourth brother, I am!"

The two people who spoke were the two of the four masters of Dongting that year, the third Yang Xiong and the fourth Xu Renchang.

"Back then, my fourth brother and I were ambushed in the mountain col, just waiting for the sound of the earthquake clouds and cannons, and the unicorn smoke as a signal, we could attack to block the enemy's food and grass return, who would have thought that what we were waiting for was a heavy siege, but what we were waiting for was that the whole army was annihilated!" Yang Xiong recounted the battle situation roughly, slightly excited, as if he had returned to such a desperate situation.

"This General Guo, from beginning to end, only thought about his precious son, only thought that you could take away his blood and bones, only thought about evacuating the people in the city, and completely forgot me and my third brother in that damn mountain pass. Xu Renchang still didn't raise his head, his loose hair swelled with excitement, and a thick hatred emanated.

"You two can be so confused! General Guo cares about all the people in the world and controls the overall situation of the war, how can he make a special trip to disrupt the entire plan for something that you two can't achieve!" Ling Feiyun said hatefully.

"Hehe, jade can't be cut without a weapon! Now that I am in a desperate situation, life and death are unpredictable, my eldest brother still loves to preach!" Xu Renchang said a little proudly, extremely sarcastic.