Chapter 9: The Sword and Swordsman

Luoyang. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

At the beginning of July, the sun was shining.

The sun shining in Causeway Lane also adds a touch of brightness to this heavy, atmospheric Causeway Lane.

Last year, the helm of the Lion Hall, which dominated the rivers and lakes, stood in the Causeway Alley, but because of the battle in Chang'an, the terrible organization that was as powerful as the Lion Hall also completely disappeared in this battle, and the three thousand children in the Lion Hall were either dead or went their separate ways, and no one dared to wander near the helm of the Lion Hall in Causeway Lane.

The Lion Hall is still the Lion Hall, but the owner of the Lion Hall has changed.

The owner of the Lion Hall is no longer Zhu Meng, who dominates the rivers and lakes with a knife, but Sima Chaoqun, the chief dart head of the world's largest dart game - the big dart game.

No one can fail to admit that this ancient and sturdy, wide, open, and majestic building is no longer Zhu Meng's, but Sima Chaoqun's. Even if Sima Chaoqun's dart game is still in the ancient city of Chang'an, this building still belongs to Sima Chaoqun, and without the permission of Sima Chaoqun and Zhuo Donglai, no one can and has no chance to step into this rock-solid building.

Yes, it's like this, since last year's battle in Chang'an, Sima Chaoqun, Zhuo Donglai and Shangguan Jinhong destroyed the Lion Hall, this majestic building has been vacant, and now more than a year has passed, although this building is wide and open, but it is filled with a sense of lifeless resentment has finally changed a little.

Four sedan chairmen carried a certain sedan chair and stopped at the Lion Hall, and then the sedan chair driver pushed open the door of the Lion Hall, which was made of thousands of catties of copper and iron, and also pushed open the building that had been sealed for more than a year.

The Lion Hall that dominated the green forest in the past is no more, but the Lion Hall is still there, but the owner has changed, his master was originally Sima Chaoqun, and now it seems that he has become the person who sat in the sedan chair and was carried into the Lion Hall by four sedan chair men.

Who was this man? Why did he dare to live in the Lion Hall? Didn't he know that this was Sima Chaoqun's territory?

No one knew, let alone asked.

In the past, Causeway Lane was Zhu Meng's territory, and now Causeway Lane is Sima Chaoqun's territory, and there is no one else in Causeway Lane, so how can anyone know? The only guard who may know the details of the situation is still standing straight at the door, his eyes sharper than a blade, guarding Causeway Lane.

The northwest is the sea, and Lu Xiaofeng rushed to the sea quickly.

Naturally, he didn't want to die, but he wanted to find someone, a woman named Shaman. If Shaman had fallen into the sea, he would have rushed into the sea for a long time to find the woman named Shaman.

This woman is the most important woman he wants to see at this moment, and the woman he wants to see the most, no matter what, he has to find this woman, find this enemy with a mysterious identity, who seems to have a grudge against him to kill his brother.

Lu Xiaofeng's luck has always been very good, and this time it is also very good. Shaman didn't rush into the sea, so he didn't have to rush into the sea to find Shaman.

Sharman was on the seashore, on the dock by the sea, in a gambling house on the dock to be exact, in a gambling house with a silver hook.

Lu Xiaofeng looked at that person, as Yuan Suiyun said, it was a woman who was in the limelight, it was a woman like a pearl falling in the sand, the woman was gambling, and all the men were also gambling.

What else can you do if you don't gamble money in the gambling house? It's just that almost every man who gambles money has fixed his eyes on this woman, and many men's eyes show a very greedy and **** look, but no one dares to move, they seem to be very jealous, and none of them dare to move.

Lu Xiaofeng met this woman in this situation, this woman named Shaman, the woman he was looking for.

He looked at this woman, he could see that this woman was an extremely beautiful woman, although it was a little cold, but he couldn't see that this was a very elegant woman at all, but soon he understood why Yuan Suiyun and Hua Manlou, two very elegant and polite people, said that Shaman was a very elegant person.

Shaman is naturally not very elegant when gambling money, but her speech and demeanor are not as elegant as other people would think of her as indecent, and just hearing her voice makes people feel that she is a very elegant and perfect woman.

This is a very cold voice, a sound that is enough to arouse the darkness and all desires in a man's heart, but when this voice falls, the desire and darkness in a man's heart will also sink, he has seen many women in his life, this woman is definitely a very, very special one, so special that he doesn't even know what words to use to describe this woman.

He actually doesn't need to describe it, this woman has lost the money, and her eyes are already fixed on him, Lu Xiaofeng is naturally not very handsome, but there are not many people in the rivers and lakes who don't know him, and there are not many people who see him and don't know him, his four eyebrows are too conspicuous, so conspicuous that they can't be more conspicuous.

Therefore, the woman was already staring at him, and the woman looked at Lu Xiaofeng coldly and said: "I know that you are Lu Xiaofeng, and I also know why you are looking for me, I also have the answer you want to find me, but you should also pay the price no matter who wants to get something, no matter who it is, even if it is a god." ”

Lu Xiaofeng can't help but admit that this sentence is correct, and getting it means paying it, which is very reasonable.

So he calmly looked at the woman in front of him and asked, "What price do you want me to pay?"

Shaman smiled coldly: "Debts are repaid, killing people to pay for your life, should you pay for your life if you kill someone?" Her voice was cold, almost like a knife slashing on ice, incomparably cold, chilling.

Lu Xiaofeng's heart was already a little cold, and his body was also cold, it was like entering an ice cave......

What would a person do if he knew that death was ahead?

The sword, this is a sword.

The sword is three feet nine inches and three minutes long.

This sword is nearly five inches longer than an ordinary sword, and anyone who can use this sword flexibly is definitely a master.

The sword is heavy on lightness, the longer the sword, the more difficult it is to draw the sword, and the slower the speed of drawing the sword, this is the truth that every swordsman knows, but he knows this truth, but he still uses a sword of this size, isn't that an extremely terrible person?

Yes, this is definitely an extremely terrible person, although he is not a little famous in the rivers and lakes, but his deeds are already circulating in the rivers and lakes.

- Ouyang Qingfeng's death.

So far, Ouyang Qingfeng, the head of the Iron Sword Sect, has died in the wilderness, this matter is still a mystery, no one knows who killed Ouyang Qingfeng, but he knows very well that the person who killed Ouyang Qingfeng is himself.

To be precise, he didn't kill Ouyang Qingfeng, and chose to compete with Ouyang Qingfeng, Ouyang Qingfeng was defeated, Ouyang Qingfeng was defeated after using the famous Iron Sword Nineteen Styles, and one of his arms was cut off, and in the end, he entrusted the chief dart head of the Changsheng Dart Bureau to send Ouyang Qingfeng, who still had his last breath left, back to the Iron Sword Gate.

He held the sword in his hand, holding the sword, which was not a famous sword, but definitely a sword.

His man was standing in a forest, and the storm was raging, and the rain was pouring on his face, but there was not a single movement of his body, as if he were no longer a man, but a sculpture, a lifelike sculpture.

Storms, lightning and thunder.

And the man stood in the midst of the forest all night.

As the night passed, the rain had stopped, and the sun appeared in the sky, and it was then that he moved his steps for the first time, and walked out of the forest calmly.

Anyone who sees this scene will think that he is a weirdo, and he is indeed a weirdo.

Ordinary people kill people to become famous, but this person killed the head of the well-known Iron Sword Sect not to be famous, and it doesn't seem to be for money, let alone have any grievances with Ouyang Qingfeng, who is over sixty years old and has retired from the rivers and lakes for many years.

But such a person killed Ouyang Qingfeng, and he is still unknown.

Isn't a guy like this a weirdo?

He was indeed a weirdo, at least anyone who met him knew he was a weirdo.

Ouyang Qingfeng died, died in his hands, but the decisive battle at that time was not only him and Ouyang Qingfeng, there was a woman standing on the treetops, and she saw all this in her eyes.

After the duel, the woman asked the young stranger, "This is the first time you have shown mercy?" The woman glanced at Ouyang Qingfeng, who was still alive, and smiled like a flower.

The indifferent young swordsman said coldly, "Yes. ”

"Why didn't you kill him?"

The swordsman said, "Because he is not afraid of death." His words were always simple and clear.

The woman asked, "Because he is not afraid of death, you will not kill him?"

The swordsman said: "Because he is not afraid of death, he is a swordsman." ”

The woman somewhat understood: "So you don't kill him?"

The swordsman said: "Yes, he is a swordsman, even if it is an old swordsman"

The woman said, "But he's dying, and you should be able to see that your sword is about to kill him?"

The swordsman said, "Yes, he is dying." ”

"Since you still made a move in the end, why didn't you show mercy to your subordinates, why did you just kill him?"

The swordsman looked at Ouyang Qingfeng with a calm face, and said lightly: "I believe that he hopes to die in my hands as a swordsman, so I can only fulfill him, but I also know that he can't die as the head of the Iron Sword Sect, so I do." ”

Ouyang Qingfeng smiled, he didn't speak, but the smart woman still saw the gratitude in Ouyang Qingfeng's eyes.

The woman said, "So you're going to send him back to the Iron Sword Gate now?"

The swordsman said, "Yes, I am going to do it. ”

At this time, Ouyang Qingfeng was already in pain from his broken arm and fainted.

The woman looked at this swordsman, who had always been very terrifying and very strange, and sighed softly: "Although your reason is very strange, if your reason is not strange, then you are not you." ”

The swordsman didn't speak, he just bandaged Ouyang Qingfeng's corpse.

Lu Xiaofeng's whole body was already cold, he looked at the woman in front of him whose eyes were as sharp as a sword, he still spoke, he looked at the woman in front of him who might avenge the Flying Jade Tiger, and said: "Killing people should pay for their lives, if you want to kill me, then you can do it now." ”

Before his words landed, the woman had already started. (To be continued.) )