The wind is strong and the rain is rising, is it the hero's sad song or the lonely Xiaoxiang?

No one knows his name, no one knows his past, in just a few days on the rivers and lakes, the world only remembers his vicissitudes of cheeks and deep eyes, and no one knows the story behind him.

Lao Suo is lonely, but his heart should be prosperous, because there is love in his heart, so prosperous as a dream!

Holding Lao Suo's corpse and listening to the sound of the rain outside, I don't know if I have forgotten my tears or have long since dried up? Looking at the night sky quietly, the already dark night and the heavy rain make the heavens and the earth seem to be connected, what can I see? What is worth seeing?

He did not lament or anger, because he knew that there was death every day in this world, and life and death were staged every day, and the only thing that an indifferent swordsman could do was to minimize death by himself.

The heavy rain beat on the group of brocade guards lying on the ground, perhaps because of the rain baptism, and they all woke up early.

The man in the lead slowly stood up from the ground, and the thirty brocade guards behind him also slowly stood up from the ground, and the horses also got up from the ground.

The man in the lead walked up to the brothers and asked, "Brothers, are you all okay?"

These people scratched their heads, as if their consciousness was still a little vague and their spirits were still a little weak, and after a long time they whispered, "It's okay, it's okay." ”

The man in charge said: "It's okay! Let's hurry to Nanmeng City, hurry up and get rid of the things here, this river and lake is far more complicated than we imagined." ”

Someone in the brocade guard asked, "Big brother, why didn't the old man kill us?"

The man in charge said, "Maybe he thinks we still have value!"

Someone else in the brocade guard asked, "Are we going to let him fiddle?"

The leading man smiled and said: "All chess players in this world are the same, people who are too confident will always lose the worst, it is better to be a chess piece!"

The eyes of the leading man were full of wisdom and smiles, although he did not know much about this Jianghu, but he had a very good understanding of people's hearts.

The brocade guards around him didn't seem to understand his words, but the rain was getting heavier and heavier, and they didn't have time to ask so much.

The man in charge said, "Let's get on the horse, let's find a place to shelter from the rain, and we'll set off again after the rain stops." ”

With that, the man in charge and the thirty brocade guards behind him boarded the war horse in unison, raised their whips and let out a long neigh, and galloped towards the place where the water and the sky met.

The night was very quiet, quiet and a little terrifying, and the rain was very heavy and there was no hope in sight.

In the attic, Nameless stood silently, his eyes kept falling on the direction in which the group of brocade guards disappeared, there is no way in this world to judge the changes in the swordsman's heart, if there is one, it is his hand holding the sword, but unfortunately the nameless end does not even have a sword now, so the only way is useless to him.

After a long time, the nameless finally muttered: "The balance of wisdom will never be biased in favor of justice, so justice can only find a balance in this world by paying more death; ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the place above the attic where he had stood without a name was gone, and even the body of the storyteller lying on the ground disappeared at the same time.

A real swordsman can only be a guest in this life, he will only appear when he should appear, and leave when he should leave, as if his life is just a point in the eyes of the world, a point that shines and disappears instantly.

The night continues to drive to the earth, the rain continues to water the muddy earth, the place where the water and the sky meet is very beautiful, but it is a pity that no one appreciates the night, no matter how beautiful it is, it is just lonely.

People who don't sleep late at night must have something on their minds, so what is hidden in the hearts of people who are still walking on the streets late at night? The key is such a rainy night without moonlight.

Liulin Town is not big, not small, neither prosperous nor barren, but I don't know when it became the most gathering place for heroes, maybe because of the women here, but now there is a city.

The sound of "ticking, ticking" of water sounded in an empty alley, a very ordinary sound that was not so ordinary at this moment, because there were two people standing here, their clothes soaked, their shoes soaked, and people soaked, but why didn't they move forward or retreat?

The masked man in the attic stood in front, and Hai Lingzi stood quietly behind the masked man and stared at the back in front.

Perhaps they all have doubts in their hearts, and whoever speaks first is the one who has the most doubts.

After a long time, the heavy rain still did not have the slightest intention of stopping.

Finally, Hai Lingzi spoke: "If there is one person in this world who can bear it better than me, it should be you, Your Excellency!"

Finally, the masked man in front of him also spoke: "I am also almost at the limit, but some people can always give birth to the next limit when the limit is coming, and I am a person who can expand his limit at any time!"

Hai Lingzi smiled and said: "If this sentence is said from the mouth, I will only think that this person is a fool, but if I question me from your mouth, I will be a fool!"

The masked man said: "I should call Your Excellency a senior in terms of age, from the attic of the teahouse all the way to here, I have always had a question in my heart. ”

Hai Lingzi smiled and said, "You want to ask why I follow you?"

The masked man said: "Follow me is your business, I can't control it if I want to, I just don't know what makes you so old, and you have killed the rivers and lakes and practiced a femme fatale heart in grievances." ”

The masked man's words were not so popular, but Hai Lingzi still kept smiling, a real chess player, in addition to having full wisdom, must also have an extremely forbearable heart!

Hai Lingzi smiled and said, "It's the same thing you just asked, there have been many people who have asked like this before, but now they are dead!"

The masked man said, "I believe it too, but I'm not dead now." ”

Hai Lingzi said: "Yes, you are not dead, and you will live well!"

The masked man said, "You haven't answered my question yet. ”

Hai Lingzi said: "If I say it is because of anger, because of hatred, because of jealousy, will you believe it?"

The masked man said, "I will believe it, and if you say anything else, I won't believe it at all." ”

Looking at the masked man in front of him, Hai Lingzi gradually put away the happy smile on his face, the man in front of him seemed to be the most incomprehensible and foggy person he had ever seen, even if he had played chess in the rivers and lakes for sixty or seventy years, he still couldn't understand the other party's emotions at all.

Hai Lingzi said, "Where are you going next?"

The masked man said, "Maybe I have to stay in Liulin Town for a while, because the drama here is not over yet." ”

Hai Lingzi said: "You also have a grudge against Nanmeng City. ”

The masked man said: "There is no injustice or hatred, and I stand between good and evil like Your Excellency. ”

Hai Lingzi said: "The sunset is late, where to meet the old people at the end of the world; when the sun goes out to the west, where can I find a soulmate in the waning moon?

The masked man raised his steps slightly, walked towards the front, and gently dropped a few words from the corner of his mouth: "The foot is yours, who do you want to talk to, why do you have to ask others if they agree?"

After all, the long-lost warm smile squeezed out of Hai Lingzi's rain-soaked vicissitudes face, maybe he had waited for a long time for this day.

Regardless of whether it is right or wrong, at least this femme fatale-like old man has made up his mind this time, in fact, he himself is not very sure, but he can't afford to spend his years and years anymore, and he can't afford to wait, so Hai Lingzi quickly followed.

West of Kaifeng, south of the willow forest, the covenant of the alliance city, and the place of the two clouds.

In a few months, I have not seen that Nanmeng City has been built under the joint efforts of Wen Yunfeng, Duan Yunhong and all the heroes and villagers, the high city walls, the heavy stones, the first gate, and the three big characters that symbolize justice "Nanmeng City" are all setting off a fresh blood in the rivers and lakes.

The barren village of that time can no longer be found here, and there is a lot of traffic, shouts and laughter.

Above the city tower, Wen Yunfeng and Duan Yunhong stood silently, their swords shining in the sunlight, their eyes full of smiles, maybe this was the result they wanted to see the most.

Duan Yunhong said: "Brother Wen's Southern Alliance City has been decided, and the number of heroes from the rivers and lakes who come here is also increasing day by day, and the covenant of the Alliance City is becoming clearer and clearer. ”

Wen Yunfeng smiled and said: "This is the safest place in the rivers and lakes, and at the same time the most dangerous place, in the future, the rivers and lakes here will become the spearhead of the competition between the imperial court and the rivers and lakes. ”

Duan Yunhong also smiled and said, "I hope that all the rivers and lakes except for the Nanmeng City are pure land!"

After that, the two looked at each other and smiled and said no more.

Their thoughts coincide with the idea of the end of the nameless, heroes are heroes, and they always think not of their own aura, but of using their aura to attract conspiracy and evil.

Where there is danger, there is a conspiracy, and where there is a conspiracy, there are heroes.

The woods on the west side of Nanmeng City were originally very calm, but because of Nanmeng City, it could no longer be calm, and the dense jungle and towering trees were the best protection colors for evil and conspiracy from God.

The golden scimitar and the thirty brocade guards behind him had already arrived in the woods, and they were standing still for the sake of recuperation and recuperation, and for the sake of finding an opportunity.

Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps in the jungle, and the man in the lead immediately greeted him and asked, "How is it?"

Two people who looked like Jinyi Wei came out of the jungle and replied, "Returning to the big brother, all the terrain of Nanmeng City has been figured out. ”

The man in charge smiled and said, "Okay!

A brocade guard said: "Although we have figured out the terrain, the guards of Nanmeng City are almost leaky, even if we disguise ourselves and want to assassinate them, it will be even more difficult, not to mention that Wen Yunfeng and Duan Yunhong are extremely skilled in martial arts?"

The man in charge smiled and said, "No matter how strong people are, they have weaknesses, since it is difficult to enter the city to assassinate, then we will lure them out." ”

Another brocade guard said, "Does the eldest brother already have an idea?"

The man in charge called the two brocade guards to his side and whispered to the two brocade guards what to do? After a while, a smile appeared on the faces of the two brocade guards, and they said from time to time: "Okay, good idea!"

After explaining, the man in charge said: "You two go and do it immediately, remember not to startle the snake!"

The two brocade guards did not delay at all, and turned around and mixed into Nanmeng City in disguise.