Spring goes to autumn, cold comes and summer, time passes quietly, in a blink of an eye, the battle of Ascending the Peak, more than ten years have passed, and now it is the end of October of the twenty-fourth year of the Kyushu calendar. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The rolling Yangtze River is passing away, and the waves are sweeping away the heroes.

How many things in ancient and modern times are laughing and talking.

Since the trip to the Shura Pagoda and the battle of Ascending to the Heavenly Peak, many innate masters of the Kyushu Continent have fallen, and the younger generation has taken over one after another to take charge of one side.

In the past ten years, the mainland of Kyushu has been pushed by the back waves of the Yangtze River, and a generation of new people has replaced the old ones!

Withered vines and old trees, faint crows, small bridges and flowing water, ancient roads and west wind thin horses, the sunset, broken intestines are at the end of the world!

Chongzhou, a wilderness ancient road, a rather simple tavern, but the business is very good, the sky is getting late, the sun is getting red, but the more than ten tables in the tavern are already full.

The west wind blew, and the chill became heavier, but the tavern was quite lively, and the warriors drank wine, and their pride was suddenly born, and the sound of their speech was also very large, spreading all over the lobby, even if they wanted to listen to it, they couldn't!

Warriors walk the continent, practice martial arts, cold and windy nights, such remote taverns are naturally the peak of heroes' alcohol!

"As you know, yesterday the Daomen has issued a post inviting the two Seven Great Families to visit the Daomen in June next year!"

A bearded strong man with a sturdy figure and a giant sword on his back carried a jar of wine, and said loudly, looking at that appearance, it seemed that he was already seven points drunk!

"Yes, yes, yes, I've heard about that!"

As soon as the bearded strong man's voice fell, another man with a somewhat sloppy appearance took a break from the drink, and then took over and said: "I heard that the third martial arts conference of Daomen will start in June next year, and this post should be for this matter!"

"There are many masters of the martial arts conference!" a tall and thin young man stood up and said loudly: "Our brothers must go to this martial arts conference!"

"Now the famous masters of the two Seven Families have all been famous in the previous two martial arts conferences!

The bearded man smiled and said, "This kind of event, who here doesn't want to go to see it, even if you are not qualified to participate, it's good to take a look!"

"Yes! Xing Fengqi, the head of the Xing family, ranked fourth in the first martial arts conference, and now he is a master of the late innate stage!"

"The star family leader Xing Ze ranked fifth in the first martial arts conference, and now he is also a master of the late congenital stage!"

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"Not only the first martial arts conference, but the second martial arts conference and the first Daomen swordsman who was tied for the first place is really like a real person, isn't he also in charge of the Dao Sect for many years, and his cultivation is unfathomable, and the rest of the young masters are now ranked among the top nine!"

The scruffy man laughed.

"Speaking of the sword-drawn swordsman, he is really a generation of Tianjiao, if he does not die, with his strength, I am afraid it is enough to start a sect and win the first party!"

A young man in a robe exclaimed: "When I climbed to the top of the sky, although I didn't have the opportunity to see it, just listening to others talk about the scene at that time, they were all enthusiastic!"

"What a generation of Tianjiao!"

The bearded strong man sneered: "Although that Yuqing is quite talented, but he killed the teacher and betrayed the sect, such an unkind, unrighteous, disloyal and unfilial person, I Qingshan can look down on him!"

"What kind of murder and betrayal! What kind of unkindness, injustice, disloyalty, and unfilial piety! What nonsense are you talking about!"

In a remote corner of the lobby of the tavern, a woman in Tsing Yi who had been silent and drinking tea alone stood up suddenly, turned around and glared at the bearded strong man, and shouted loudly: "Have you ever seen him kill a teacher and betray the sect? What qualifications do you have to say about him!"

The woman in Tsing Yi suddenly opened her mouth and scolded angrily, and the lobby was silent, and everyone looked at the woman in Tsing Yi in amazement, and the bearded strong man showed even more embarrassment.

"Although I haven't seen him kill his master and betray the sect, this matter has already spread all over the Kyushu Continent!"

The bearded strong man's face was a little unbearable, and he immediately sneered.

"People are the same, a mediocre and blind person like you is also qualified to say irresponsible things to him?"

The woman in Tsing Yi sneered, slowly turned around and sat down, the sarcasm in her eyes turned into endless sadness in an instant!

"You dare to scold Lao Tzu! Even if you are a woman, Lao Tzu will teach you a lesson today!"

The bearded strong man Qingshan shouted angrily, threw the wine jar in his hand, smashed it at the woman in Tsing Yi, and then tapped the table with a foot, jumped up, and followed the wine jar to the woman in Tsing Yi.

Just when Na Qingshan was in the air, he pulled out the giant sword on his back and slashed at the woman in Tsing Yi, but the woman in Tsing Yi just looked at the bearded strong man lightly, and her slender hand quietly grasped the hilt of the long sword held in her left hand and drew the sword.

"People like you who are like you are cloudy and mediocre and blind, and you are also qualified to attack her?"

At this moment, several figures suddenly appeared at the door of the tavern, the first one in a purple robe and a short beard, looking forward to being powerful, but always with a kind smile on his face, which made people feel a little closer.

The words spoken by the purple-robed short-bearded man were quite similar to the woman in green clothes, his voice was soft, but he had a pride that was proud of all beings, and when he said this, he gave people a quite credible majesty, as if Na Qingshan was indeed a person who was mediocre and blind!

Seeing the purple-robed and short-bearded man appear, the woman in Tsing Yi did not move, the sword was not unsheathed, and her hand slowly loosened the hilt of the sword, as if she did not see the wine jar thrown by Na Qingshan and the giant sword that was chopped.

Qingshan, who flew up, really didn't need to care, and before the other person got close to the woman in Tsing Yi, he flew back backwards again at a faster speed, smashing it to the ground, and the wine jar that flew towards her had also flown back upside down, smashing on Qingshan's head, and immediately poured a head full of wine.

"His grandmother's, who dares to sneak attack Lao Tzu, see if Lao Tzu is not ......"

Qingshan looked so embarrassed, but there was no laughter in the tavern, but Na Qingshan had already wiped the wine off his face, stood up suddenly, and shouted angrily.

However, before the words fell, Qingshan stopped the words in his mouth, his face suddenly turned pale, and his body couldn't help but tremble.

In the tavern, everyone did not laugh, but their eyes fell on the purple-robed short-bearded man who had just entered, and admiration and excitement rose in their eyes, and they were speechless for a while.

Only the woman in green clothes just glanced at the purple-robed short-bearded man with a flat gaze, then withdrew her gaze indifferently, turned around and sat down again, picked up the teacup again, and slowly tasted the inferior tea in the cup.

The two young men who had struck Qingshan and the wine jar quickly walked back in front of the purple-robed short-bearded man, saluted slightly, and saw that the purple-robed short-bearded man nodded slightly, before respectfully stepping aside and standing solemnly.

The purple-robed short-bearded man always had a kind smile on his face, his eyes were withdrawn from the woman in Tsing Yi, but there was a wry smile on the corner of his mouth, and then he regained his affectionate smile, swept over everyone in a blink of an eye, nodded slightly, and greeted everyone.

But such a casual greeting made everyone in the tavern flattered one by one, and hurriedly clasped their fists and saluted, saying, "Meet the Phantom Swordsman." ”

The purple-robed short-bearded man smiled slightly, nodded slightly, and returned the salute, but his footsteps were already walking towards the woman in green clothes. Behind him, the seven young men and women who followed him in stood respectfully at the door, not moving.

The purple-robed short-bearded man walked up to the woman in Tsing Yi and sat down, poured a cup of tea, took a sip, and then said leisurely: "Miss Ling'er, I went to Lin's house to visit Lin Shibo last month, Lin Shibo misses you very much, I hope you go back soon." ”

The woman in Tsing Yi was silent, and the purple-robed short-bearded man glanced at the faint sadness on her face, and sighed lightly: "It's been ten years since that incident, although Lin Shibo and we had the heart to save each other, but we were powerless, you must also understand the difficulties, but why can't you think about it or let it go?"

"It's easy to open it, but it's hard to let it go!"

The woman in Tsing Yi sighed lightly, looked at the tea in the cup, and said quietly: "I understand everything back then, and I have already thought about it, I don't blame you, what I can't forgive is myself." ”

Speaking of this, there were already tears flashing in the eyes of the woman in Tsing Yi, and there was a layer of sadness on her face that could not be dissolved, and she said quietly: "I knew him first, if I had been braver, he might not have fallen in love with Yun Qingyang, and maybe he wouldn't have died." ”

Ten years ago, after the battle of Ascending Heavenly Peak, Jian Qingyu Dantian was abolished and captured by Daomen, and soon after, news came out that Jian Qingyu was seriously injured and fell, and his body was burned by Jian Zhen and scattered into the sea.

Jian Qingyu was originally a descendant of the Jian family, and Jian Zhenyu's move was to establish WeChat and inform Kyushu that he was the descendant of the Jian family!