Chapter 117: The Alternation of Rivers and Lakes

The beginning of the rivers and lakes is always killing, and the end of the rivers and lakes is always killing.

Killing is not the only solution to the problem, but it is undoubtedly the simplest, most effective, and most in line with the rivers and lakes.

I have to say that Shui Dai is indeed worthy of the nickname of Leng Yue Sword, he is a real swordsman.

"You shouldn't have come!"

Jiang Feng said lightly, there was a sigh, there was helplessness, but there was no mercy, because it was an insult to the swordsman.

"There is no place in the world where Nansiqi should not go!"

Even if a person doesn't have much strength, he can speak loudly. For they have heart, faith, true courage and glory.

"You really should come!"

At this time, Shui Dai suddenly looked at Shui Sheng, who was blocked by him, and asked, "Sheng'er, are you afraid?"

"Daddy, I'm not afraid!"

"Good boy ......"

The greatest hope for an old man is to see his juniors grow up step by step along their own path.

At this time, Shui Dai slowly turned his head and said to Jiang Feng: "She is just a child, and she has never done anything wrong. ”

"It's not your fault, it's not hers, it's not mine. From the moment she picked up the sword, she had already stepped into the rivers and lakes, the wrong thing is this rivers and lakes, this rivers and lakes where you don't kill people, people will kill you!"

Jiang Feng said that, he suddenly turned his head sideways and said to an empty wall: "There are many people in this river and lake who are not afraid of death, but is it worth risking their lives for the sake of an unwarranted treasure?"

As Jiang Feng's ears moved slightly, suddenly, Jiang Feng's left wrist flipped, and a silver light had already shot out silently, straight to a big tree outside the distant wall.

"Let's do it!"

The river wind is not in a hurry, but Shui Dai is already in a hurry at this time, time is blowing like the wind, and every time a trace passes, the strength on his body will disappear with it.

The flat pace, the peculiar rhythm, and the not too long distance did not make Shui Dai wait for a long time after all.

A sword was struck, Leng Yue was silent, although Shui Dai's sword was left-handed, but at this moment, whether it was speed, strength or angle, it was almost the same as when he was at his peak.

If a person uses all his remaining life to do one thing, then he will definitely do a good job, and the same is true for Shui Dai. It's a pity that this sword lacks something, something very important, timing.

Shui Dai knew in his heart that this sword should not have come so early, and perhaps, he should have been waiting for a breath of time. But at the same time, he also understood that if he waited for another breath, he was afraid that he would never be able to use this sword again.

Regardless of whether there was a flaw in this sword, in the end, the blue light flashed, taking away the last vitality of Shui Dai. What is left behind is the last dignity of a swordsman and the last responsibility of a father.

There was once such a master, who studied hard for ten years to avenge his father, and immediately swept the Quartet after his debut. With full certainty, he found the enemy, killed almost no chickens and dogs, and finally killed a pair of orphans and widows, but his heart was soft, he wanted to be a hero, and wanted to leave a good reputation of "not killing women and children", just like that, he left himself with the danger of killing.

Can orphans and widows take revenge? Of course not, that orphan has low qualifications, and he can't beat a finger of a master after practicing for a hundred years, and the widowed mother doesn't know martial arts at all, and her appearance is ordinary, and it is difficult to sell herself to survive, let alone lure others to avenge herself.

But the master's enemy family was originally very rich, and this family business was naturally taken away by the master, but the pair of orphans and widows didn't think so, and the woman let out the words, whoever could avenge her, the share of the family business that should belong to her would be divided into half of it.

This powerless woman was rewarded with a piece of painted cake, but can you think of how many people were touched by such a promise? I can't count it, and since then, the threshold of the master's house has never been idle, and the master has to open one eye even to sleep, and in the end he was killed, and the person who killed him was a nobody.

Did the orphan and widow get the money back? Of course not, the nobody symbolically gave the mother and son a small piece of land, and ignored it, and enjoyed the family property worth millions for themselves. The result of orphans and widows is not important, the important thing is the "name", without this pair of orphans and widows, no one has the right to ask the master for the family business, with these two puppets, everyone in the world can kill the master, and the name is justified, this is the "name".

Jiang Feng is not a master, there is no doubt that if he is not a master, how can he kill the famous Nan Siqi.

But Jiang Feng is by no means a master who can resist a steady stream of trouble, nor is he a master who likes to resist a steady stream of trouble.

Shui Sheng died after all, and died in Wanfu with her father Shui Dai. On this day, many people died in the Ten Thousand Mansions, no matter what kind of fame, wealth, status, and martial arts they had during their lifetimes, they were only reduced to ashes under a fire.

When leaving, Jiang Feng saw Yan Daping, and the needle shot by Jiang Feng did not directly hit his vital point. However, at this time, Yan Daping was already like a different person,

"Mine, mine, it's all mine, so much gold, none of you want to snatch it!"

Saliva overflowed, his eyes were silent, Yan Daping held a huge bluestone many times, and kept putting it in his mouth and gnawing it. The flying needle was exactly what Jiang Feng got from Wan Zhen Mountain, and the poison in it was also the most terrible poison in the rivers and lakes, greed.

The stories a person has heard and the facts he has seen can never be compared. I don't know how many people have given their lives for the sake of a book that connects cities, but even if there is no secret to connecting cities, they will still give away their lives. Greed is a flower, a flower full of magic that brings death, a demon flower that is more terrible than the Golden Wave Flower.

Jiang Feng returned to his mansion where countless treasures were buried, he didn't know if he had also been poisoned by the flower of greed, but he knew in his heart that in this river and lake, there was not enough strength and wealth, and it could only be the original sin.

With the remaining wealth here, Jiang Feng quietly left Jiangling City, but this time, Jiang Feng could no longer appear calmly in the rivers and lakes.

"Today, if Nan Wulin is the most popular, has the most strange origins, and acts the most treacherous, he still has to talk about a mysterious young man.

This person's surname is Jiang, a single name is a wind character, although he was unknown before, but as soon as Fang made a move, he defeated the four masters who had been famous for a long time in the Southern Martial Arts.

Speaking of which, the ranking officials may have to ask, how can the martial arts of the four masters of the falling flowers and flowing water be defeated?

But at that time, there were many friends in the rivers and lakes who were fortunate enough to see its peerless style, and the second child was fortunate to be able to get a glimpse of the original appearance of one or two, so that he could tell everyone here the story of the Qingxuan Sword Jiangfeng vs. Nan Siqi......"