To the west of Kaifeng and to the south of the willow forest, the covenant of the alliance city and justice are driven.

There is still an endless stream of visitors coming and going in Nanmeng City, and the reputation of Nanmeng City is getting stronger and stronger, and the prestige of the two young knights has long spread far and wide, but they live in a simple place, come and go without leaving a name, and few people have seen them in person.

Everyone knows the two young heroes of the covenant of the alliance city, many of them can call Duan Yunhong's name, but the name Wen Yunfeng is a little unfamiliar, and the world only knows that there is a swordsman who lives in the first place in the world.

In the early morning of this day, the air was slightly cool, the autumn equinox was made, the sky was just flushed, and the unfinished sleepers were still tossing and turning in the quilt and were unwilling to get up.

There were two people standing on the tower of Nanmeng City, a man and a woman, their figures swaying in the morning breeze, and as the blush on the horizon gradually brightened, their faces became clearer and clearer.

Lan Lin snuggled into Wen Yunfeng's arms and whispered, "Brother Wen, why do you always like to watch the rising sun?"

Wen Yunfeng smiled, he didn't seem to know how to explain to Lan Lin? After a long time, he still held back a sentence: "Maybe we are getting farther and farther away from the rising sun, getting closer and closer to the sunset, the things that pass away are always precious, not to mention the passing years?"

This sentence is not simple and clear, but Lan Lin doesn't seem to understand why Wen Yunfeng is so emotional?

So she muttered and asked, "Brother Wen, you are in your prime, why do you have to sigh about time? There are still a lot of years waiting for you in the future." ”

Wen Yunfeng smiled and said: "People never know when they will die, maybe tomorrow, maybe the next moment, maybe a long, long time, we can't predict death, so when we are still alive in this world, we should remember the past, and with a kick of our legs, we will have nothing to do with the world." ”

No one knows what the swordsman is trying to say, and what they mean? There is no reason in this world, and everything that exists has a reason.

Lan Lin stood up straight and looked at Wen Yunfeng and said, "Brother Wen, let's leave Nanmeng City! ”

Wen Yunfeng stroked Lan Lin's face and said, "Lin'er, wait a little longer." ”

Lan Lin was a little angry and said, "When will it be?"

Wen Yunfeng smiled and said, "When the rivers and lakes no longer need me, when there is no fighting in this world, when I am tired." ”

Lan Lin seemed to be about to say something, and there was a sudden rush of footsteps behind them.

Wen Yunfeng turned around and saw Duan Yunhong's anxious appearance, and immediately frowned and said, "Second brother, what's wrong with you being so panicked?"

Duan Yunhong said slowly: "According to the report of the disciples who went out below, the five major sects gathered in Shaolin Mountain to instigate Shaolin to come out to Nanmeng City to provoke. ”

Wen Yunfeng turned to look at Chaoyang and said anxiously: "This day has finally come, but I didn't expect it to be so fast! ”

Duan Yunhong said angrily: "This matter started because of this, so I will leave for Shaolin to negotiate with the six major sects." ”

Wen Yunfeng grabbed Duan Yunhong and said, "Second brother, don't be impulsive, if you send it to the door by yourself now, even if you are innocent, they will have 10,000 reasons to kill you!"

Duan Yunhong said, "Brother Wen, what should we do now?"

Wen Yunfeng pondered for a moment and said: "Master Huaiyin of Shaolin is a master in the world, upright, and with him in charge of the overall situation, I believe that the six major sects will not act rashly for the time being." ”

Duan Yunhong said: "I heard that the Shaolin disciples have arrived in Liulin Town, if I don't go back with them, wouldn't I not be recruiting myself?"

Now that he is indeed in a dilemma, whether Duan Yunhong goes or not, it seems that he can't recover the gunsmoke of the Central Plains rivers and lakes, but Wen Yunfeng knows that if Duan Yunhong goes, it will be difficult to come back, so he will never let Duan Yunhong take the risk.

Suddenly, Wen Yunfeng's face changed, as if he had thought of something?

He said worriedly: "Second brother, we will immediately set off to Liulin to meet the Shaolin disciples, if they make a mistake, Nanmeng City and the Central Plains rivers and lakes will never be peaceful." ”

Duan Yunhong also knew the power of it, the two of them hurriedly walked down the city tower, rode on a fast horse, and galloped in the direction of Liu Lin, walking too quickly Wen Yunfeng didn't even leave a greeting, all that was left for Lan Lin was his back.

Looking at Wen Yunfeng's departing back, Lan Lin said with tears in his eyes: "Swordsman, please rest assured, no matter what, you will not be lonely, because I will always be by your side to watch the rising sun and wait for the sunset with you!"

It was noon when the warm sun gathered, and Liulin Town was still as prosperous as ever, with the hawkers, the prodigal sons, and the shouting vendors, everything seemed to have not changed.

In the attic on the second floor of the Zhendong Restaurant sat a familiar figure, this figure may be known to the whole of Liulin Town, but no one knows who he is?

There was a rapid sound of horses' hooves on the official road east of the town, although the sound of horses' hooves was not dense but very fast, and people should have something urgent for fear of delay.

Ye Fuwei also looked towards the official road to the east, and as the sound of horses' hooves slowly approached, the three monks rode their horses and drove towards this side quickly.

Liulin Town is a place where dragons and snakes are mixed, but it is the first time for a monk to visit, so although the three monks are not good-looking, they still focus on the eyes of many people, and even those who are selling show their hands to greet them, it seems that they will not let go of a man.

Ye Zhiwei took a sip of tea, breathed a long sigh of relief, and then said in a low voice: "The people from Shaolin Temple are here, it seems that this game of chess has more color." ”

Looking at the three monks riding horses and passing through the street under him, Ye Fuyi looked in the direction of the Demon Torture Sect to the west and said, "If you know the Demon Ten, I believe you will definitely not miss such a good opportunity, but it's a pity that this group of little novices who have just entered the world." ”

With that, the corners of his mouth raised a smile slightly, and then he lowered his head and drank tea without saying a word.

Among the three monks, an older monk walked in front, two slightly younger monks walked behind, and the two young monks were also dizzying in the face of the prosperous and tempting willow forest, and their hearts trembled when they saw those selling plays.

A little monk opened his mouth and said, "Senior brother has been on the road for a few days, and this place is not far from Nanmeng City, why don't we rest here for a while and eat some fasting before leaving?"

The older monk seriously refused: "No, the master has an explanation, the matter is very important, and the road must not be delayed, we will soon arrive in Nanmeng City, and after delivering the letter, we will quickly return to Shaolin." ”

After that, the monk rode his horse and galloped towards the west of Liulin Town, and although the two little monks were unwilling in their hearts, they were not willing to disobey the order of their senior brother and followed.

Out of Willow Forest Town is a secluded road, lined with woods, dense trees shade the sky and the sun, blocking all light, so it is a little dark here, and the cool breeze that does not know the wind is blowing in the face, which adds a bit of solemn atmosphere.

Suddenly, the little monk who had just spoken said "ouch", and the two monks in front of him also stopped.

The older monk asked, "What's wrong with you, junior brother?"

The little monk held his stomach and said, "My stomach is a little uncomfortable, I want to make it easier." ”

The older monk said, "Go ahead, we'll be waiting for you here." ”

With that, the little monk dismounted and hurried towards the shade of the trees.

The two monks also waited quietly here, and the cool breeze became stronger and stronger, stirring the woods and making a "whoosh" scream.

The little monk on the side asked, "Senior brother, why is this place a little gloomy?"

The elder monk scolded: "Don't talk nonsense, what's so terrible in broad daylight?"

Another cool breeze rose

"Hahaha, you can see hell in broad daylight!"

When the two monks heard this, they didn't know when two black-clothed men appeared ten steps away in front of them, their eyes were extremely terrifying, and the swords in their hands were also extremely terrifying and weird.

The older monk immediately asked, "Who are the two?"

A black-clothed man said, "Since the stupid monk is masked, of course he doesn't want you to know who we are?"

The monk clenched the wooden stick in his hand and said: "We are Shaolin disciples, and we have no grudges with you in the past and no enmity today, I don't know why the two of you are blocking the way?"

Another man in black said, "Senior brother, why are the monks so verbose? ”

The man in black said, "Maybe he doesn't know their skills yet!"

With that, the two black-clothed men clenched the swords in their hands and rushed towards the two monks, and the oncoming wind carried a hint of murderous aura.

The older monk Hu Hu said in front of the little monk, "Senior brother, go quickly!"

As soon as the words fell, the older monk and the wooden stick in his hand were split in two by the knife in the hand of the man in black, and he lay motionless in a pool of blood.

Looking at this situation, the little monk drove his horse and turned around and fled quickly in the direction of Liulin Town, who knew that he had not yet run ten steps? "Whoosh" The sword broke through the air and deeply pierced the little monk's body, the little monk fell to the ground, and the frightened horse fled away like crazy.

The man in black stepped forward and pulled out the Qingyan sword inserted in the little monk's body, and at this time, another man in black with a knife also stepped forward.

The two looked at each other and smiled, and the black-clothed man with the knife looked at the Soul Knife in his hand and said, "It's really a good knife!"

The man in black with the sword also echoed: "Qingyan is indeed a good sword!"

The black-clothed man with the knife said, "Senior brother, hurry up, this is still the territory of Nanmeng City after all!"

With that, the two of them walked quickly in the direction they had come, and in the blink of an eye, they disappeared as far as they could see.

This scene was also deeply engraved in the mind of the little monk hiding in the woods, and he slowly walked out of the woods after the two men in black walked away, and the frightened little monk couldn't care about the two senior brothers on the ground, and rode away quickly on the horse he was tied to the side.