Love, for many Jianghu people, is a beautiful luxury.

The love stories of chivalrous men and chivalrous women that circulate in the mouth of the storyteller are often just the beautiful yearning of some fledgling boys and girls.

Youth is the most beautiful and the most short.

"Water spinach, don't run, water spinach!"

Familiar voices, familiar people, familiar titles, however, Di Yun's familiar sister and time are no longer there.

"Senior sister!"

"Senior brother!"

The once familiar shout, at this time, the hearts of the two are in a different mood.

"I knew it, I knew that Senior Brother Wan would definitely save you, I knew ......"

Seeing that Di Yun actually appeared in the Ten Thousand Mansions, Qi Fang obviously hadn't figured out the situation yet. She is a poor woman who has lived all her life in a world of lies, and whether or not she eventually learns the truth is a tragedy for her.

"Daddy, Daddy!"

Children's hearts are the purest, and in their eyes, there are no rivers and lakes, no good and evil, no right or wrong. Only the simplest likes, with dislikes.

The name of water spinach has now changed objects, and Di Yun gently pushed Qi Fang away. Many times, when you meet the person you want to meet, you don't know what to say.

Looking up to the sky, speechless, choking, at this moment, Di Yun only hoped that it was all just a dream. He still lives peacefully in the countryside with his master and sister, working at sunrise and resting at sunset, practicing the strange sword technique of lying on the corpse.

However, it is impossible to go back to the past.

"Since you can't say it, let me tell you. Qi Fang, when Di Yun was imprisoned, it was planned by Wan Gui and others, and the concubines and stolen goods of Wan Zhenshan were all designed by them in advance. Over the years, Wan Gui has indeed kept using silver, but the money is just to keep Di Yun in it longer. ”

The cold words cut through Qi Fang's dream world like a blade.

With an instantly pale face, a pair of eyes swept over Wan Gyu, who was holding a water spinach with an indifferent expression. Di Yun's demeanor, the surrounding environment, and everyone's expressions, except for the hollow cabbage that was selected in Wan Gui's arms with an ignorant face, everything told Qi Fang this cruel reality.

Ignoring Di Yun and Qi Fang on the side, Jiang Feng suddenly stepped out and said coldly: "Wan Gui, the saddest thing is to know too much, you accept your fate!"

"Slow!"

With wide eyes and a frightened look, Wan Gyu was holding the water spinach in one hand and leaning out with the other, as if he wanted to explain something.

However, in the next moment, before the people arrived, the strong wind that hit first had already made Wan Gyu feel the coming of death.

The desire for life, the fear of death, and the kung fu in an instant, Wan Gui did not hesitate to throw the water spinach in his arms towards the river breeze.

"Don't!"

If there is a kind of uncomplaining love in this world, it must come from the love of every mother.

The sword light flashed, and the green light overflowed, and in Wan Gui's eyes, the long sword in Jiang Feng's hand became bigger and bigger from a little cold.

In the blink of an eye, Wan Gyu only felt that his whole world had been filled with cyan.

This blue light came so quickly that apart from a flash of meaningless thoughts, he Wan Gyu had no other movement to resist this deadly sword.

"Wow......"

The sound of howling and crying came, and in the martial arts, such a voice would come every day. For a mature Jianghu person, it is not a new thing.

"You ......"

Lu Lianrong saw that Jiang Feng didn't say a word, and stabbed Wan Gui to death with a sword, and he couldn't help it for a while, but a word popped out of his mouth.

"Why does the Hengshan faction want to stand up for Wanfu?"

Jiang Feng glanced at the golden-eyed crow, who was known for his mouthy and tongue, and asked lightly.

"This ......"

Lu Lianrong's face changed rapidly at this time, he could neither say yes nor say no, the most painful thing in the world could not be more than this.

"Oh, another guest has arrived, and four people, five miles away, are heading here. ”

Jiang Feng's eyes suddenly fell on the outside of the gate, he did not lower his voice, and his words to himself were clearly heard by everyone.

"It's Daddy, it must be my Daddy!"

At this time, Shui Sheng heard what Jiang Feng said, and the joy on his face swelled up on his cheeks, and he pulled Wang Xiaofeng's sleeve on the side and couldn't help but say.

With the sound of "rumbling" horses' hooves, all of a sudden, everyone heard a long shout from someone in the northwest corner: "Fall, flowers and flowing water!"

Then someone in the northeast corner answered: "Falling flowers - flowing water." ”

Before the word "flowing water" was finished, someone in the southwest shouted: "Falling flowers flow - water." ”

These three people are divided into three directions, and the voices of chanting are also bold or melodious, with different tones, but they are all full of vitality and have very high internal strength.

"Nan Siqi has really arrived!" just when everyone present was overjoyed.

Suddenly, I heard another person in the south shouting: "Falling flowers and flowing water-" The fourth "water" of "falling flowers and flowing water" dragged out extraordinarily long, and it was transmitted endlessly, like the Yangtze River. Obviously, the voice was much closer than the other three.

"Nan Siqi, pretending to be a ghost, dare to show up in a battle!"

Although Jiang Feng's battle word could not be lengthened, it was like a tsunami that suddenly broke out after being silent for a long time.

Although it is not as high as the wave, the cascading sound waves. But just this wave of sound poured out, and it was like a monster that devoured everything in ancient mythology. Everything, everything that stands in the way of his existence, will eventually be swallowed up.

Under the sound of the river breeze, the voices of the four people of falling flowers and flowing water were like encountering a tsunami river, and they could not stir up a trace of waves.

Although the five have never met, the first invisible confrontation has begun.

The collision of sound whistles emitted waves of invisible sounds, and the utensils that were originally used to push cups and change lamps made a trembling sound one by one in these waves.

The sharp and chaotic sound whistle brings to most people a kind of unspeakable pain that pierces the heart.

And just when everyone was forced by the sound of the sound and had to block their ears and even eyes, Jiang Feng suddenly moved.

His light skills are still simple, unchanged, but pure and direct.

A white figure rose into the sky, and then, in the four directions of east, west, north and south, four figures of different colors rose into the sky one by one.

Although the five figures have not yet been contacted, the moment they appeared, they were already entangled with qi and murderous aura. As soon as any one person makes a move, it is an earth-shattering battle of life and death.