Chapter 80: The Killer's Night Stabbing
The night was dark and dark, and the moon never appeared.
The wind has stopped, but the rough heart cannot be calmed for a long time.
Wen Yunfeng should have died, and he was determined to die, but he once again miraculously walked back from the edge of death.
It's not how miraculous he is, it's not how psychic his sword is, it's not God's favor for him, because justice lies in his must survive.
Heroes have one less right than ordinary people, that is, they can't control their own life and death, they can't die when they want to die, they can't die when they should, only when the world no longer needs him and the sword in his hand, he can only die even if he wants to live!
Wen Yunfeng's whole body was paralyzed and weak, Fang Cai's blow had exhausted his internal breath and strength, at this moment he didn't even have the strength to speak, let this air flow drag him around, because the night was too dark, so he couldn't see whether it was a person or a ghost?
There was a light ahead, so soft, so warm, that there was no light in the world that could replicate this mood except the moonlight.
A gust of wind swept over the mountain, and gradually a figure, a familiar figure, appeared on the mountain, and there was a person, a familiar person, and the sword, the familiar sword.
The mountain is very high, it seems that you can reach out to the stars, touch the moon, and finally look up at the sky without a name, there is nothing else but the moon and the stars, but there are these things hanging in the Tianshan Mountain, at least the people who look up will not be lonely.
Wen Yunfeng slowly got up from the ground, looking at the familiar back in front of him, with a smile on his face.
Wen Yunfeng didn't seem to be surprised at all, maybe he had already guessed this result, if the whole world talked about swordsmanship, I am afraid that only the end of the name can have this attainment, so it is not difficult to guess!
After a long time, Wen Yunfeng suddenly closed his smile, stared at the nameless for a long time, and said, "Master, have you counted the stars on the horizon?"
Finally, Nameless said softly: "As far as the eye can see, it is in my heart!"
Wen Yunfeng frowned, he suddenly didn't know what to say, the smile and tears that should have been separated for a long time when the master and apprentice met, but at this moment, they seemed to be unhappy in their hearts.
Wen Yunfeng looked at the back of the nameless one, he regretted asking this question very much, because he had also counted the stars, and he knew the overwhelming loneliness in a person's heart when he looked at the sky and counted the stars.
In the end, it was the end of the silence that was broken, and the end of the nameless turned around and looked at Wen Yunfeng with a smile, reached out and picked up the Qingyan sword on the ground, and repeatedly observed the sword in the moonlight, this sword was neither familiar nor unfamiliar to the end of the nameless.
The last nameless asked softly, "Is the sword easy to use?"
Wen Yunfeng replied, "The sword is very sharp and tough. ”
The last nameless asked, "Have you ever been stained with blood?"
Wen Yunfeng hurriedly said: "It's already stained with blood, but those who kill are the ones who should be killed!"
Finally, Nameless shook his head and said: "It's good to get blood, as for whose blood is it? good people, bad people, good people, evil people? It doesn't matter, because the sword is meant to kill people, and as long as you experience right and wrong, there will be no turning back." ”
Looking at the nameless, Wen Yunfeng always felt that the master in front of him was very close but far away, and every word of the nameless Wen Yunfeng had to think about it carefully.
Wen Yunfeng said: "Master, you have changed a lot!"
Zhong Wuming said: "People always change, progress will change, and you feel that others have changed, which can only mean that you have not progressed!"
Wen Yunfeng asked softly, "Master, where is the end of the sword path?"
The end of the nameless while looking at the Qingyan sword in his hand, he said: "There is no end to the way of the sword, there is an end everywhere, every time the sword is released, every time the sword is killed, every time you save people, every time you live after the catastrophe is the end of the sword, the end of the sword, the return of the sword, the accommodation of the guest, the sword will break, the guest will die, only the sword is old, immortal and indestructible." ”
The end of the nameless seems to be expounding a truth, and this truth does not seem to be profound, but Wen Yunfeng does not seem to have received it back, some truths can only be understood after experience, even if thousands of people have come to tell you this truth, it is in vain.
With the bright moon in the sky, not only on a whim or deliberately, but finally nameless danced the Qingyan sword in his hand.
Since it was not as good as the realm of the heart sword, the end nameless almost never touched the sword. A swordsman is a swordsman, no matter how long he has been gone, once the sword is in hand, he is still the invincible swordsman who leads the wind and the moon.
Every sword goes to the poor place of water, but it turns around;
Every sword flower is overwhelming, merciless, and exterminating everything;
Every movement of the body, every jump and fall, every sword drawn, every oblique slash and piercing, forced himself and his opponent into a desperate situation, but every time at the last moment, he was desperate.
Wen Yunfeng's eyes were dazzled, his eyes were magnified to the limit, his eyes were full of confusion, unknown and surprise, he couldn't seem to believe what was happening in front of him.
Suddenly, Wen Yunfeng shouted, "Master! ”
At this time, Qingyan's sword blade suddenly turned around, and it looked like it was about to pierce the throat of the end nameless, and at this moment, the end nameless seemed to be unable to control this sword.
Wen Yunfeng knew that this was also the last sword, because this sword seemed to cover all of Wen Yunfeng's fantasies about swordsmanship.
The wind rises, the wind stops, the yellow leaves fly, the flocs fly sideways, only the moonlight does not change the previous color.
In the blink of an eye, the final nameless had already appeared beside Wen Yunfeng, Wen Yunfeng's eyes were even more surprised, Fang Cai's sword obviously had no room left, why did the master appear in front of him intact?
Wen Yunfeng slowly stood up, looked at the end of the nameless and said, "Master, are you okay?"
Finally, Nameless asked happily: "This is the Nineteen Swords of the Northern Lonely Qingyan that I studied together with your master, what do you think of Yunfeng?"
Wen Yunfeng's heart seemed to be still on top of Fang Cai's sword moves, and he didn't have time to take it back.
After a while, he muttered: "Good swordsmanship, a hundred turns, unpredictable, if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would never have believed that there was still this kind of swordsmanship in the world, but this last sword"
Wen Yunfeng seemed to want to say something, but swallowed back when the words reached his mouth.
"What's wrong with the last sword?"
Wen Yunfeng muttered, "Both." ”
The final nameless smiled and said: "Heaven and earth are broken, the full moon is missing, one thought is twins, one thought is destroyed, the ultimate in mutilation is perfection, there is no absolutely undefeated swordsmanship in this world, but there should be and must be two defeated swordsmanship!"
Wen Yunfeng said: "The North Lonely Qingyan, the earth is remnant, and the sword is extinct, I hope this move will never meet an opponent, even if you meet an opponent, you still don't want this move to appear!"
Finally, Nameless said: "Whether you learn or not, I have already taught you, and you have written it down." ”
After the words were finished, the nameless like a breeze swept by, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Wen Yunfeng seemed to be about to say something, but he knew that he had gone away after all, looking at the green rock in his hand, looking at the lonely cold moon, and the cool breeze on the bleak mountain hill was like a knife.
Laughter is accompanied by crowds, horses' hooves are accompanied by hurry, lights are accompanied by pleasure, no one in the world can compare with the current emperor, and there is no city in the world comparable to the capital.
Its prosperity, its hustle and bustle, its temptation, all the time, if there is a place in the world that does not distinguish between day and night, does not talk about the rising sun and the moon, and does not know the blessings and misfortunes, perhaps there is only the capital.
There are also dark corners in the bustling place, deep bluestone alleys, the stone walls on both sides are finely carved, there is a lantern every two steps, there is a guard every ten steps, the guard here is extremely strict, no less than the palace Jinluan Palace, there is only one person in the world who has this pomp, the first celebrity Jin Shoutian around Wei Zhongxian.
The majestic manor, the tall and majestic courtyard gate, the two shaking lanterns, the four guards with faces like death and eyes like lone wolves, and two big characters "Golden Mansion" engraved on the door plaque.
Compared to the rest of the capital, this should be regarded as the quietest place in the bustling city, but the quieter the place, the more terrifying, because silence often gives birth to the coldest conspiracy.
In the main hall of the Golden Mansion, Jin Shoutian sat on the Taishi chair without saying a word, his eyes seemed to be full of anxiety and worry, and he stood up and walked back and forth in the living room from time to time.
Suddenly, there was a sound of light footsteps outside the main hall, very light, very thin but enough to hear, and at the same time, Jin Shoutian finally let go of his anxiety and worries, and turned around with a smile.
Jin Shoutian said with a smile: "You are here." ”
With green clothes and green shirts, long hair and thin waists, even if the woman lowers her head, she can smell a trace of the breath of a peerless beauty. However, the moment she raised her head, everything seemed to have changed, she was very beautiful, suffocating, and people did not dare to approach, except for her eyes, which may be the most beautiful in the world, but why were these murderous eyes born on her body.
The woman said coldly: "I'm here, who are you going to kill?"
Jin Shoutian smiled bitterly and said, "I haven't seen you for three years, don't you have anything else to say to me?"
Jin Shoutian's words seemed to have a faint emotion, but he didn't express it obviously, maybe something had happened between him and her, but it was certain that neither he nor she wanted to mention it again.
The woman said coldly: "I'm not interested in anything other than killing. ”
Jin Shoutian turned around and said a little angrily: "The opponent this time is very strong, the three major golden sword guards have already broken one of them, and I have also sent people again, but it is estimated that there is no return, so you can choose not to go." ”
The woman smiled coldly: "I have many ways to kill people, every place on my body is a place where men are deadly, you believe me That's why I sent someone to call me." ”
Jin Shoutian said: "Yes, but you must be careful this time!"
The woman didn't seem to pay attention to Jin Shoutian's concerned words, and asked coldly, "What place?"
Jin Shoutian said: "Kaifeng Nanmeng City, Wen Yunfeng, Duan Yunhong. ”
With that, the woman turned around and walked out of the main hall, the killer only needs to know who the opponent is and where the opponent is? These two points are enough, and the rest is meaningless!
Looking at the back of the woman leaving, Jin Shoutian seemed to be a little reluctant to shout: "Night Thorn, you must be careful on this trip, whether it is successful or not, you must return safely." ”
The woman ignored Jin Shoutian's words and continued to stride away, slowly disappearing from Jin Shoutian's field of vision.
Night thorn, such a poisonous name was born in a woman, and it is even more vicious.