Red Fly and Wen Qiuxiang were overjoyed, so they dispersed the banquet and led Pan Xuan and others to the mansion. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Red Fly took out the goshawk shirt, Wen Qiuxiang glared at him, and Red Fly trembled, as if he had made a big mistake.

Pan Xuan took the shirt, probed the true qi in it a little, and thought secretly: "This thing does have the effect of activating the essence and helping to give birth to life, yes, it is also the goshawk who saw that his apprentice red fly talent is too high, and he was afraid that he would practice and fall into demons, so he was obsessed with mundane things, and had no time to think nonsense, let him raise more children, and tie him up with mundane things, all of which were good intentions." Just because of the suffering of Shanhaimen, very people can bear it, once they miss, the gains outweigh the losses, in comparison, these peaceful days, but much happier. ”

He groaned for a long time, pierced the fingertips of Yang Wentian and Dao'er, stained the blood on his clothes, and said to Xiao Moxue: "Mo Xue, if you feel the soul, soul, and body of this clothing, you can know where the goshawk is at this time." ”

Xiao Moxue shouted excitedly: "Really?" According to the "Crane Dance Technique" contained in the Formation Document, it intersected with the spiritual consciousness on the clothes, and soon the vision was repeated, and the phantom floated.

Dao'er became nervous and asked, "Sister, what did you see?"

Xiao Moxue's eyes suddenly rolled, and she muttered a call, her expression panicked and frightened, and her tone was sad.

Red Fly thought for a moment and said, "This seems to be the language of Qiongdi, isn't Master on Hainan Road?"

Xiao Moxue became more and more frightened, her hands swung rapidly, and she twisted a little on her Lingtai acupoint, Xiao Moxue snorted and fell into her arms, but she also came to her senses.

Mo Wei asked, "Miss Mo Xue, have you seen Master?"

Xiao Moxue blinked, regained her senses, and nodded, "I see... Meet an old man with a white beard... Old swordsman, I'm talking to him, in the distance... On the edge of the beach.... There is a very large mountain gate, as if it was born out of thin air in the clouds, and in the mountain gate... There was a shrill cry, like a beast, and.... It's like a human being. ”

Mo Wei was disappointed and said, "Whitebeard, how can it be Brother Goshawk?"

Red Fly also said: "Master, he has been successful in practice, and he should have lived forever." ”

His children asked, "Daddy, is he immortal?

Wen Qiuxiang said: "Master, even though his internal strength is extremely vulgar, but I have followed him for many years, and he is also growing older, maybe that white beard is Master." ”

"What Xiao Moxue said before was heard by the goshawk. The Goshawk Hero's mind is united and tight, so she only perceives his surroundings. The person who spoke to the goshawk hero was the local native. If I expected it to be good, he was on the beach in Hainan. ”

Red Fly, Wen Qiuxiang, Yang Wentian, Mo Wei, and Dao'er all showed joy on their faces, and Red Fly said: "If you know the direction, it will be much easier." Let's go to his old man's house. ”

Wen Qiuxiang's eyes were moist, and she said softly: "I haven't seen him for many years, I can't let him run away this time." ”

Ji Ya Zhengse said: "Now that Emperor Yuan is domineering and the Spirit King is rampant, it is time to rely on this goshawk hero to be born with a sword and sweep away the evil demons." She didn't know how far this goshawk's martial arts had reached, but even the red flies respected him in every way, and presumably his cultivation was even higher than the red flies, if this was the case, he could be regarded as a hidden immortal outside the world, and the master craftsman who excelled in the forest was enough to deal with the spirit king.

Pan Xuan was silent, his expression was unpredictable, and the red fly asked again: "Brother Wu Qi, why do you look so preoccupied?"

Pan Xuan sighed: "What do you mean by what Xiao Moxue said before?"

When the people saw that he was cautious, they were frightened and asked, "What does that mean?"

Pan Xuan said: "She said: 'The devil is about to come out, old man, even if you are good, you can't resist it, let's run away quickly, Taogong Island can't accommodate us.'" ’”

Xiao Mo Xuehua's face was pale, remembering the scene at that time, and sure enough, she said: "I was scared in my heart just now, as if I was in that door... Vicious ghosts will come out of the door, and my own life will be in an instant. ”

Red Fly muttered, "Demon, demon? In this way, Master is in danger on Taogong Island? ”

Wen Qiuxiang nodded and said, "It stands to reason that there is no need for us to help each other with such a supernatural kung fu as Master, but as a disciple, how can we not worry about Master?"

Although Xiao Moxue's divination words alone may not be credible, everyone is extremely convinced of Pan Xuan, and there is only this clue at the moment, so they can only try their best, and it is better than missing the opportunity.

The group of heroes discussed, and at that moment, eight people, including Red Fly, Wen Qiuxiang, Yang Wentian, Mo Wei, Dao'er, Pan Xuan, Ji Ya, and Bai Kai, went to Taogong Island in Hainan, and the rest stayed in the Jianglong Gang to act carefully.

The red fly was worried that the Spirit King would come to harm again, but he said: "The Spirit King has a high status, and he will never do such a thing that disregards his face and is honest. Only then did the red fly reassure.

So from Hangzhou to the ferry, the Jianglong Gang used to be a group of Jiangyang bandits, and after decades of operation, it became the largest gang in the Central Plains, helping countless ships in the Gang. Red Fly ordered people to arrange a spacious ship to go to Hainan by sea and by route.

All the way through the wind and rain, drifting with the tide, Ji Ya and Dao'er rarely went to sea in their lives, and when they encountered strong winds and waves, they couldn't help but feel dizzy, nauseated and vomited. Mo Wei suffers from a hidden disease, and is even more sluggish, making it difficult to walk.

Fortunately, the boat boss was familiar with the route, the way was too peaceful, after many days, finally got off the boat in Hainan, rested for a day, took a carriage, changed to a boat, and gradually rushed to Taogong Island.

The scenery of this island is rare in the world, the sun is shining, the sea and sky are blue, the beach is like gold, the people are outstanding, there are many banana trees, coconut trees, seagulls flying in the sky, thousands of fish swimming in the sea, except for the coiling, how have everyone ever seen such a beautiful scenery? For a while, they all thought: "Even if you can't see the goshawk hero, it is worth the trip." ”

On the third day after arriving at Rock Pigeon Island, the boats on the island were late, and they could not go to Taogong Island for the time being. On the way, it suddenly rained heavily, and I had to find a wooden house to shelter from the rain.

When I walked into the wooden house, I saw that there was already a pair of men and women in the house, the man was dressed as a Confucian scholar, and there was a heroic spirit on his face, and he was a few years younger than Yang Wentian. And that woman is also a beautiful girl. When the two of them saw Yang Wentian, they bowed slightly. Yang Wentian and Ji Ya also smiled at the two.

The two sides met here, and it was fate, Yang Wentian saw that the two of them had an extraordinary bearing, had a heart to make friends, and was thinking about how to speak, when the woman suddenly asked: "This girl, are you and your husband here to play?"

Ji Ya listened to her soft and polite tone, and suddenly had a good impression, and heard her call Yang Wentian as her father-in-law, blushing, shaking her head and saying, "We are indeed here to play, but he.... It's not me .... Xianggong, right now... Not yet. ”

The young Confucian nodded and said, "Male talent and female appearance are already rare, and coupled with male appearance and female talent, it is a match made in heaven." In the future, the two will be married and happy. ”

Yang Wentian glanced at Ji Ya, saw that she smiled sweetly, her expression was calm, he smiled, and did not hide it, and said: "I, Yang Wentian and Ji Ya, thank you brother Ji Yan." I don't know the names of the two honorable people?"

The young Confucian said: "Under the surname Cang, the name is Canghu." This is my wife, named Feng Mingyan. Originally, the woman's name was inconvenient to confide in outsiders, but Ji Ya was a Mongolian and did not respect the customs of the Han people, and Canghu and Feng Mingyan were people in the martial arts, and they were not embarrassed.

Yang Wentian likes to make friends the most, and he is happy at the moment: "It turned out to be Brother Cang and Mrs. Cang...." He is also surnamed Cang?..... Could it be...."

He had seen the face of the goshawk's mentor in a dream, and at this moment he thought about it little by little, looking at this blue fox, which was more and more similar to the goshawk, he couldn't help but feel agitated, and he couldn't say anything.

The fox didn't realize it, listening to the sound of the rain outside the house, and seeing the gloomy sky with clouds, he was stunned, and suddenly held Feng Mingyan's hand, and said softly: "Yan'er, as soon as I saw this rain, I remembered the scene when we first met. I was also sheltering from the rain back then, and you happened to be there. ”

Feng Mingyan laughed and said, "How can I forget? If it weren't for this rain, I wouldn't have been saved by you, you say... Does that count as a marriage between you and me?"

Canghu chuckled, walked out, stepped into the rain, raised his hand, a very exquisite long sword appeared in the palm of his hand, he stepped on his feet obliquely, his posture was like a dance, the long sword stabbed lightly and quickly slashed, and it made a sound of priority.

The sound was instantly connected together, and became a tune, the tune was elegant and soothing, and the affection was lingering, and one could not help but imagine that there was a Xiucai who was hurrying away, and in the place where he was sheltered, there was a girl who was destined to wait for him there.

Then the music became rapid and comical, as if someone was trying to disturb them. And the person who played the song was playing the enemy, but he didn't have half of the anger, and as the tone of the sword wind rose, the music became excited, as if the Xiucai was fighting for love.

This passionate tune passed in a blink of an eye, accompanied by the sound of ticking rain, the dark sky, and the fox's movements slowed down, but the song still kept coming, which showed that the subtlety of his swordsmanship was better than the dance of brothers and sisters. The song became melodious and sweet, like green mountains and green waters, magnificent, Yang Wentian seemed to see a pair of beautiful people, sitting between the mountains and rivers, confiding love to each other.

Yang Wentian and Ji Ya vaguely felt that this song was about to end, but they were obsessed with it and still wanted to listen to it again, because in the sound of this sword dance, the love between the two was doubly beautiful and gave birth to a sense of sacredness.

Suddenly, the fox slashed hard, the song stopped abruptly, he looked up to the sky and roared, tears like rain. Feng Mingyan also cried, went up and hugged the fox tightly, and let the rain wet his clothes.

Feng Mingyan said: "You.... You're still thinking about him, aren't you? If it weren't for me, he wouldn't have died. ”

Canghu said: "Yan'er, how can I blame you for this? It's my life, but I don't regret it, I don't regret it at all. ”

Feng Mingyan said: "But you can't forget this, how can I feel good in my heart?"

Canghu looked guilty and said, "It's me who is wrong, I shouldn't... Think so. People can't be resurrected after death, and I promise you, in the future... It will be forgotten. ”

Yang Wentian didn't know what the two of them were talking about, so he stepped forward and asked: "Brother Canghu, your swordsmanship is so exquisite, I'm afraid that it will be unparalleled in the world, which will be eye-opening and feast my ears, I don't know what the name of this swordsmanship is?"

Canghu still had tears on his face, but he laughed and said, "Big brother praises, this is the sword technique of killing the corpse sea, which was passed on to me by my father. ”