The longer a person wanders on the rivers and lakes, the colder his heart will be, but in this world, there are always some things that will melt the icy heart. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

As one of the thirteen divine weapons in Unai, the Great Wind Knife is sharp, blows short hair, and sharpens iron like mud.

The blade didn't sink half an inch into his throat, and as long as he advanced even a little more, the next moment, a fresh life would be lost.

The sword light flashed, and the next moment, Jiang Feng's knife shadow had already come first, and it knocked away the big wind knife in Zamuhe's hand.

The moment the blade sank into his skin, Zamuhe felt like he was already a dead man. He suddenly remembered that person, the years could not bury his memory, the longer the time, the clearer the memory fermented.

After receiving this person's letterhead, Zamuhe didn't think about anything, he took his whole wealth and left the desert where he had been in business for decades. One is coming east, just for the other party's possible troubles.

But on the way, when Zamuhe was plotted by the poisonous snake of the White Jade Demon and found that the other party knew his whereabouts and purpose well. At the first moment, Zamuhe had already reacted that the letter Qiu Lingsu wrote to herself may not be voluntary, she must have been coerced, she was in danger, and he had to save her.

However, as the wife of the leader of the beggar gang, if even she is in danger, then no matter how high his sword skills and courage are, I am afraid it will not help.

"Lingsu, I am willing to exchange my life for a glimmer of hope for you!"

"Buzz ......"

The moment the gale knife was taken off, Zamuhe already felt it.

"Alive, I'm alive!"

Zamuhe was happy, but not just because he was still alive, but because he still had the opportunity to see Qiu Lingsu and listen to Qiu Lingsu's voice.

Jiang Feng had already returned his scimitar to the sheath at this time, looked at Zamuhe with a firm face, and said, "Take care of the wound yourself, take me to Qiu Lingsu!"

Money is not everything, but walking the rivers and lakes, without money, it is absolutely impossible.

Zamuhe already knew that Qiu Lingsu's difficulties were by no means a matter of lack of money. Therefore, along the way, Zamu Heden, who was originally quite frugal, began to spend a lot of money, just to be able to get to the beggars as soon as possible.

One person has two horses, and the two of them are tired of eight fast horses along the way. Just arrived at the boundary of the capital, only to change to the waterway, and it won't take long for the two of them to go directly to Jinan.

"Wenjun has a white jade beauty, carved with wonderful hands, extremely milky, and I can't help but yearn for it. Tonight, when I step on the moon to get it, Jun Su Yada will not make me go back and forth in vain. ”

It was a short note, and the handwriting seemed to be more elegant. The letter is not named, but it has the aroma of tulips.

After receiving this short note, Jin Banhua, the son of a wealthy family in Beijing, invited the chief dart head of the Beijing Wansheng Dart Bureau, the "Iron Palm Golden Dart", Wan Invincible, the world's first hearing, the vulture Ying Wanli with white-clothed divine ears, and Cui Neng, who was sentenced to life and death.

But under the joint efforts of the three of them, they only left another short note for this huge capital: the son is accompanied by flowers and lost his beauty, and the handsome man walks on the moon and leaves incense.

As soon as you enter the gate of the Nine Cities, you go up to the high gate and dignitaries, and you go down to the peddlers and pawns, and all the things you talk about are the major events in the Nine Cities. And the name of the thief Chu Liuxiang seems to have gone to a higher level after taking away the Little Hou Ye Kowloon Cup.

Just yesterday, just last night, if Jiang Feng and the others had come one step earlier, maybe they could have seen the demeanor of this thief. However, for Zamuhe, he is about to come one day earlier, and he just wants to get down to Jinan City as soon as possible to rescue his old lover.

In addition to this, Zamuhe also released countless flying pigeons to make contact with several other people who were similar to him. This is not a difficult task for the king of the desert, who relies on flying pigeons to pass on his whereabouts all year round and communicate with his subordinates. After all, although he is the king of the desert, his power extends far away to the provinces of Kannai.

"This master, today's ships have already left, there is really no ship, if you don't know the morning, the first boat will be left for you tomorrow morning, what do you think?"

A robed steward was explaining to Zamuhe in a panic that whether it was Zamuhe's silver ticket or the big wind knife in his hand, it was worth it.

"Isn't there another boat?"

In the direction of Zamu's finger, there was indeed a boat parked. It is a delicate three-masted ship, with clean white sails, a long and narrow hull, and a solid and smooth wood, giving it a sense of stability, speed, and magnificence.

"Master, this is not our ship, it's another guest's boat, it's just stopped at our dock. ”

"Is this ship going south?"

"I don't know that...... Hey, this uncle, you can't go up!"

It's a pity that the shouts of the steward must not delay Zamuhe's footsteps, if he didn't want to cause more trouble, he would have split this mother-in-law's dick in half with a knife. For Zamuhe, every breath of time is precious and cannot be delayed.

Jiang Feng carried Xiaolou to listen to the spring rain overnight, and followed Zamuhe towards the boat unhurriedly.

The steward saw that Zamuhe had already swept to the boat, so he had to turn around and anxiously ask Jiang Feng for help: "This master, the boat is not ours, you see......"

"It's not yours, what are you still busy, get out of the way, don't get in the way!"

Jiang Feng's snort was very serious, of course, what really made the steward retreat was the knife in Jiang Feng's hand. There is only one life, who would use their own life to joke?

The sun is shining, the sea is blue, the seagulls glide lightly between the masts, life is colorful, full of youthful joy. The sea and sky were vast, and only a hazy gray shadow was left on the horizon in the distance, but the next moment, a black shadow had slipped onto the splint.

Zamuhe is very confident, whether it is his own silver ticket or the knife in his hand, there is always one thing that will make the other party submit.

But the moment he landed, before he could see the situation on the ship, he suddenly felt a figure shooting towards him like a sharp arrow.

"What, is it another trick?"

I didn't have time to think about it, at this time, the Zamuhe Great Wind Knife had already been unsheathed, and after these days of hurrying, after forcing out the snake venom of the White Jade Demon, he was already full of confidence.

With a single slash, the sea breeze of the hunt seemed to be cut by this one. Through the pattern on the knife, it turned into a bubble and two strong winds rushed to the cheeks of the comer, and the mystery of the gale knife was here.

It's a pity that the next moment, the other party's figure swayed in the wind like a willow. The knife missed, and the next moment, Zamuhe felt as if someone was pushing him on his back, and before he could react, his body suddenly lightened and flew out of the boat. (To be continued.) )