"Good guy, this Tian Boguang is really here, I want to see if I can beat him in my hard training these days!" Ling Hu Chong said in his heart.

Quickly walked out of the cave, Ling Hu Chong saw that on the rugged mountain road below, there was a man in his thirties, carrying two jars of wine, walking like flying, this light skill was really good.

When Tian Boguang approached, he saw that this person was still a little handsome, with two mustaches, tall and thin, wearing a soap robe, and a two-foot-long single knife pinned to his waist.

It's just that I don't know why he wanted to damage his reputation and become such a thief.

Ling Hu Chong even thought in his heart: "Tian Boguang's name is really interesting, and the homonym is even more funny!"

"Brother Linghu, old friend, I came to see you, and I called you so much, but you agreed!" Tian Boguang grinned.

"Brother Tian, it's not because I drank and fought with you in the restaurant in Hengyang City that I was punished by the master and stayed here for more than two months. Ling Hu Chong spread his hands and said helplessly.

Tian Boguang placed a jar of wine on the bluestone on the side, slapped the sealing mud with one palm, and suddenly a mellow aroma of wine wafted in.

"I once heard people say that the world's famous wine, the north is Fenjiu, and the south is Shaojiu. The best Fenjiu is not in Shanxi but in Chang'an, and Chang'an mellow liquor is the first in the 'Qixian Building' where Li Taibai went to get drunk from time to time. In today's world, in addition to these two jars of wine, there is no third jar of Qixian wine. Tian Boguang waved his hand and motioned for Linghu to rush over and drink.

Ling Hu Chong took a sip when he lifted the wine jar and said, "Good wine, but it's much worse than Wuliangye." ”

"What is Wuliangye?" Tian Boguang was stunned for a moment.

"What, don't mention this, you just said that there are only these two jars of Qixian wine in the Qixian Restaurant, how is it possible?" Ling Huchong asked.

"Because scarcity is precious, how can those ordinary people drink the same wine as our two brothers? Therefore, I smashed the cellar and other wine jars in Chang'an's Qixian Restaurant. Tian Boguang laughed.

"Brother Tian really has a personality, but it's just too much of a waste of good wine. In that case, let's have a good drink!" Ling Hu Chong laughed.

Then the two of them each brought up a jar of fairy wine to drink, as the so-called character is seen from the wine, which makes Hu Chong feel that Tian Boguang is indeed a good man.

"You're not just here to invite me for a drink, are you?" asked Linghu Chong.

"Hey, it's not because I offended a strange oriental girl, she has to ask me to invite you down the mountain, that's just a witch!" Tian Boguang smiled bitterly, and the wine was up, and he was about to cry.

"What Oriental girl, are you sure it's not a great monk?" asked Ling Hu Chong with some surprise.

Ling Hu Chong thought that this was the original world of the novel of Xiaoao Jianghu, according to the plot, it should be Yilin's father, and the master of the non-ring asked Tian Boguang to think about inviting him. However, Tian Boguang said that the Oriental girl asked him to come, isn't this the first and third versions of the plot?

"Oh my God! Ling Hu Chong sighed in his heart, thought about it carefully, and then in his original memory, he really remembered the scene where he went to steal wine with Dongfang Bai and talked to him in the wheat field.

"That's right, the Oriental girl is the sister of Yilin's little nun, and Yilin doesn't think about your tea and food all day long, so the Oriental girl has to ask me to invite you down the mountain to see her. You see, I've been ordered to die, and I've eaten Broken Intestines, and if I don't get the antidote for seven days, I'm going to be finished. ”

Tian Boguang said: "We are brothers, don't you want to save you when you die?"

Linghu Chong was silent, drank the remaining half of the jar of wine in one go, and then kicked the jar off the cliff with one kick.

"Very good, now that the wine has been drunk, I don't want to go down the mountain with you, let's talk according to our ability!" Ling Hu Chong pulled out his long sword with a sonorous sound.

"His sister, you kid is not righteous! I have to teach you a good lesson, cut you a dozen times, you will always be obedient." Tian Boguang was also angry, and immediately flew over, the single knife was already unsheathed, and there was a dazzling and cold knife light.

Linghu Chong had already prepared, and even if he went out of the Huashan faction, many sword moves were completed in one go, from "There is a phoenix to come", "Cangsong welcomes guests" to "sword interception style", "bells and drums sound in unison" and more than a dozen lost sword moves.

The sonorous sound was endless, and Ling Hu Chong had already dismantled more than 30 moves with Tian Boguang.

Suddenly, Ling Hu Chong's swordsmanship became heavy, and he opened and closed widely.

"His sister's is actually the swordsmanship of the Songshan faction, where did you learn it?" Tian Boguang said in surprise.

Tian Boguang was already impressed by Ling Hu Chong, once in the Hengyang City Restaurant in order to compete for Yilin, he slashed Ling Hu Chong thirteen times in a row, but now it is a stalemate.

Therefore, Tian Boguang lifted his spirits and gave full play to his fast knife, since Ling Hu Chong's swordsmanship has improved, he is not afraid of hurting Ling Hu Chong, and shouted: "It's really enjoyable, Brother Ling Hu, you have to thank me for letting you practice hard in Siguo Cliff to improve your martial arts." ”

Seeing that Tian Boguang's fast knife had almost cracked the Songshan sword technique performed by Ling Hu Chong, suddenly Ling Hu Chong shouted: "Brother Tian, look at who is behind you?"

Tian Boguang couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, but he didn't look back, so he couldn't deceive him.

Ling Hu Chong changed his swordsmanship again, the tricks are really treacherous and changeable, light and agile, it is difficult to find his traces, and he can't expect what the tricks are behind him, and the reality of the sword moves is also very vague.

"Oh! Could it be that this is the Hengshan Sect's Thirteen Styles of Ever-Changing Clouds and Mists?" Tian Boguang said in more and more shock.

"That's right, good eyesight. Linghu said.

After fighting for more than a dozen moves, Tian Boguang only felt that the surroundings were full of phantoms, and the sword shadows were chaotic, just like being in the fog of the deep mountains, the enemy was dark and I was clear, and his fast knife was difficult to resist.

"Snort", Tian Boguang's shoulder was stabbed with a sword, causing the fox to float and jump, and arched his hand: "Brother Tian, I have conceded." ”

"How is it possible? I'm a lone ranger Tian Boguang, more than two months ago you were as weak as a soft-footed shrimp, why are you so good now?" Tian Boguang said in disbelief.

"Because I used to put righteousness first and let you. You better go down the mountain by yourself, the Oriental girl didn't really poison you, don't worry too much. Linghu rushed over and patted Tian Boguang on the shoulder.

Tian Boguang's eyes suddenly widened, and he suddenly jumped up and pinched Ling Hu Chong's neck with both hands, and said, "You must follow me down the mountain!" My life is a small matter to you, but it is a big matter to me. Now you're still making fun of me, fighting with you!"

Ling Hu Chong suddenly used the trick of "full of gold and jade", but he lost his sword and used his fingers to continuously tap Tian Boguang's acupoint in the middle of the body, and he fainted.

"Wonderful, use flexibly, don't stick to the sword style, it's really teachable!" came an old man's voice from behind, but he heard this person stroking his palm and exclaiming.

Linghu Chong looked back, but saw that it was an old man in a green robe, very thin, with white hair and hair, and a face like gold paper, looking very haggard.

"Before ordering the fox to rush, meet the seniors. Of course, Ling Hu Chong knew in his heart that this person was Uncle Taishi, but he couldn't show that he knew everything, so what was it?

At this time, Tian Boguang woke up, saw this old man, and said in surprise: "Could it be that this is the old man of the Huashan faction?"

"Haha, I didn't expect that after so many years, there are still people in the rivers and lakes who recognize me Feng. Feng Qingyang stroked his long beard and smiled.

"There was a lot of disturbance in Shimoda Boguang, so I took my leave. Tian Boguang hurriedly fled, he felt quite frustrated, not only could he not beat Ling Hu Chong, but now he saw the wind clear, and he had no idea of fighting again.

"What a Linghu Chong, you are much better than the pedantic Yue Buqun. Feng Qingyang smiled kindly.

Ling Hu Chong didn't argue anything for Yue Buqun, and said respectfully: "The apprentice grandson is practicing swordsmanship indiscriminately, which makes Uncle Tai laugh, and please give me some advice." ”

Feng Qingyang glanced at Ling Hu Chong deeply, and then said: "I haven't been in the sun for a long time! ”