The wind and sand of the desert are also like the changeability of the rivers and lakes, and at the first moment they are still harmonious, but in the blink of an eye, they want to take your life! Leng Xiao Yunzhi asked Huikong Zen Master to no avail, so he said goodbye to the Shaolin monks and set foot on the desert again, this time he wanted to find Meng Yunfei and find out the demon named Jiang Baichuan. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Xiaoyun, do you know why I like it here?" said Meng Yunfei as he watched the sunset and pillowed the yellow sand.

"Because there's no killing here, there's no deceit!" Leng Xiaoyun looked at Huang Sha thoughtfully.

"No, you look at when the wind and sand stop, he is the same color all year round, repeating one thing. The nature of the Central Plains is the most beautiful, with green in spring, warblers singing and dancing in summer, fruitful in autumn, and snow in winter. But I like it here, because there is no such incomprehensible change here! There is only one scenery all year round, simple, so simple that you don't have to think about it, you will get used to him, rely on him, until you can't live without him! The Central Plains is different, you have to adapt to him, understand him, and in the end you will also integrate into him, and have the same changes as him!" Meng Yunfei said.

"People will become!" Leng Xiaoyun said coldly.

"But I don't want you to change!If you change, your sword will change!" Meng Yunfei looked at him and said.

Mengyun Feifei suddenly said: "The sword has a soul, and his soul has been deeply implanted in the character of every sword user! When your character is suitable for it, you can exert its maximum power! Anyway, you will be deeply affected by it!"

"Then what is the character of my Soul Drinking Sword?" Leng Xiaoyun asked.

"It seems to be arrogant and killing, but in fact it is kind and stoic. It seems that although there is endless hatred, he longs for even a little love in the world!" Meng Yunfei said with a smile.

Leng Xiaoyun stopped talking, and Meng Yunfei seemed to have pierced the depths of his heart.

"You came to me to ask Jiang Baichuan what was the matter?" Meng Yunfei said to break the embarrassment.

"What kind of person is this Jiang Baichuan, isn't he from the Holy Fire Hall? Why did he have a relationship with Shaolin and visit Zen Master Huikong!" Leng Xiaoyun asked.

"Jiang Baichuan, with my understanding of him, he is a person who is indifferent to fame and fortune, and he is also very free and easy, before he was hostile to the rivers and lakes, many of the heads were his friends!" Meng Yunfei said.

"But I heard the Venerable Master Xuan Zhen say that he is ruthless, a wolf with ambitions, and wants to take the rivers and lakes into his pocket! Whoever receives the order of the Holy Flame will die in ten days!" Leng Xiaoyun said.

"That's a little worse than your Soul Seeking Order, your Soul Seeking Order only takes five days!" Meng Yunfei said with a smile.

"The people I killed are heinous, and it would be a curse to let them live one more day!" Meng Xiaoyun said.

"Then he may not have killed all good people! People in the rivers and lakes are meaningless good and bad, sometimes good people are also bad people, and bad people are also good people!" Meng Yunfei said something that people couldn't understand at all.

"I don't know much about his people, but I know his sword!" Meng Yunfei continued.

"You masters seem to know a lot about swords! I never cared about swords, I only knew that swords were used to kill people!" Leng Xiaoyun said.

"I've only fought with him once, and we've never had any contact with each other before the fight! I've only heard that my brother Xuan Qingzhen said that he is righteous, open-minded, and indifferent to fame and fortune!" Meng Yunfei said.

"Your brother may be lying to you!" Leng Xiaoyun said.

"My brother never lies!" Meng Yunfei said.

"I know Jiang Baichuan's sword, it is a brilliant sword, dancing like a rainbow in the sky, extremely beautiful! But it is also a sword that is absolutely difficult to deal with! I fought with him for hundreds of rounds before the winner was decided!" Meng Yunfei said again.

"His martial arts are indeed very powerful!" Leng Xiaoyun said.

"His heart is used on the sword and not on anything else!, otherwise he wouldn't have practiced such a profound sword technique!" Meng Yunfei said again.

"Farewell. Leng Xiaoyun looked at Meng Yunfei for a long time and said.

"If you want to find any clues about him, you go to Yu Wanchun! because he is not dead yet!" Meng Yunfei said when Leng Xiaoyun got up.

"I know because I've fought him. Leng Xiaoyun stood up and said.

"Back then, it was his junior brother Yu Wanze who begged Master Xuan Zhen to save him, and we all kept silent, claiming that Yu Wanchun was dead, and now he should be on top of Kunlun Mountain and concentrate on cultivation!" Meng Yunfei said.

"No, he's dead, because he's dead when he returns to Kunlun Mountain!" Leng Xiaoyun said.

"The human body is still alive, but the soul is dead, and it is also dead! Yu Wanchun likes wine, especially the tribute wine of the Daimyo's Mansion. You might as well look for it there!" Meng Yunfei said again.

"Farewell. Leng Xiaoyun got up and left, and Meng Yunfei didn't stop him, just smiled helplessly.

The land of the Daimyo, originally a fortress of the Song Dynasty against the barbarians, the economy here is prosperous, the population is dense, it is the hub of the past, there are countless traders who come and go every day, only the military camps stand in the city, it seems lonely, but these military camps have all been removed, because it is no longer the territory of the Great Song Dynasty, people with braided hair can be seen everywhere, but there are also many people from the Central Plains who come in and out, as if although they belong to the territory of the Jin people, they have nothing to do with them.

There are countless restaurants in the city, all of which were built by the Song Dynasty for fear of the hard work of the officers and soldiers stationed here, and there are also countless green buildings, as if this is not a frontier, but a place of pleasure and pastime.

"Liyu Fanglin to the high pavilion, the new outfit is glamorous; A woman sits alone in a restaurant singing this bleak music, which is Chen Houzhu's "Flower in the Back Garden", with a graceful voice and poignant tone, which seems to be suitable for the scenery here.

"Good. The crowd burst into applause, not for the poignant lyrics, not for the best tribute wine provided by the restaurant, but for the woman's appearance and his voice.

This woman is about 20 years old, wearing a plain white linen gown, a purple and red ribbon around her waist, a white linen embroidered pleated skirt, a wooden hairpin with cloud temples, willow leaves and thin eyebrows, a pair of beautiful eyes with infinite affection, a nose and a slight mouth, although not to say that she is beautiful and peerless, but she is also a rare beauty in the Daimyo's Mansion! At this moment, she lightly opened her lips, her voice was crisp and tactful, as if she had infinite affection, and her words were inexhaustible, and everyone listened to it as if they were fascinated.