The small building is cold, and the curtain hangs low at night. Hates Xiao Xiao, ruthless wind and rain, and comes to rub Qiong's muscles at night. It's not like, the concubine is drunk, and it's not like, Sun Shou is worried. Han Ling steals incense, are fans, and Mo will not be novel. Take a closer look at the taking, Qu Ping Tao Ling, the charm is appropriate. The breeze rises, and the fragrance is contained, and the drunkenness is not reduced.

Gradually autumn, snow is clear and thin, and people are infinitely dependent. It seems to be sad, Han Gao interprets admiration, like tears, and fans inscribe poems. The moon is breezy, the smoke is dark, and the heavenly religion is haggard. Indulge in cherishing, I don't know how long I will stay from now on?

- "Dolly Wing Chrysanthemum"

This was the first time Qu Feng walked around Xie Feiyan's room, and saw that she had already written the words on the bookcase. He didn't recognize all the words on this poem, and he didn't quite understand the meaning it expressed, but he just felt that this font was strong and strong, such as Luan Hui Feng Dance, Qunhong Playing in the Sea, it looked indescribably comfortable, and he couldn't help but admire it.

"Ahh In fact, where did he know how to appreciate calligraphy? However, this admiration came from the heart.

"Do you think this word is well written, or is it well written?" Qu Feng remembered clearly, when her dark eyes suddenly lit up, looking at him with a charming and graceful look, she asked with a smile while elegantly pulling the hair of a silver hairpin studded with emeralds.

Qu Feng suddenly felt that his heart was beating faster, and he actually blushed a little, and said in a slightly astringent voice: "Words are good! Words are good!"

Xie Feiyan smiled modestly and glanced at him seriously, as if he was a little appreciative of his ability to read goods: "Actually, this poem was not written by me, but by Yi'an Jushi!"

"Oh, is it?" Qu Feng smiled bitterly, "I don't read much, which makes you laugh...... By the way, who is this Yi'an Jushi? is he your relative or friend?"

"Hahaha!" When Xie Feiyan heard this, she couldn't help but laugh a little profligately, staring at his eyes and wanting to say something, but she felt that she couldn't tell for a while, coughed lightly, and gasped: "Relatives, friends?...... Yes, even if it's a friend!"

Qu Feng saw her expression and knew that he was laughing at his ignorance, so he blushed for a while and scratched his head in embarrassment.

Xie Feiyan finally suppressed his smile, saw his embarrassed expression, apologized slightly for not giving the other party a sneer just now, and explained: "This Yi'an Jushi is a great female lyricist in the Song Dynasty. At my level, compared to her old man, that's a difference of 108,000 miles!"

"Oh, I see!" Qu Feng smiled at her with relief.

Xie Feiyan suddenly stared at his eyes, and said with a straight face: "Qu Feng, how old are you this year?"

"Nineteen. Qu Feng couldn't understand why she asked about her age, but deep down she was secretly happy, thinking that she was beginning to become interested in herself as a person.

"Then you have to call me sister!" Xie Feiyan said seriously, "I'm ranked sixth, just call me Sixth Sister Xie!"

"Sixth Sister Xie!?" Qu Feng was unconvinced, looked at her, and saw that her eyebrows were like crescent moons, her eyes were like stars, and she seemed to have a trace of cunning and playful childishness, and seemed to have a gentle and elegant maturity, but she couldn't see through her real age for a while, and shook her head and said: "Little girl! How old is it? Fifteen or sixteen?"

"Anyway, it's older than you!, you have to call me sister!" Xie Feiyan glared at him with disgust, "Remember: the next time we meet, if you don't call me sister, don't blame me for not caring about you anymore!"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Qu Feng nodded repeatedly.

This is the scene of Xie Feiyan, who was just an ordinary gang member of Qinglong Hall who entered Yueyang Tower for the first time.

He could see that Xie Feiyan should not know martial arts, so he was very puzzled at that time: Why did a weak girl who could only recite poems and paint and play the piano to the moon on weekdays enter the sinister and ferocious, fighting and killing rivers and lakes? However, he did not ask her this question.

Soon, he understood her intentions, and extinguished the newly-ignited desire to pursue a pretty woman.

Whenever night falls, Xie Feiyan will always play the pipa or the moon qin, and sometimes play the huqin, or blow the flute. Whenever he has time, he always listens quietly and intently.

Sometimes it is soft and beautiful, sometimes melodious and clear, and the sound of the flute always makes his heart clear, and the poignant and complaining sound of the flute will always make his heart inexplicably sour.

He has always wondered why such an excellent and infatuated beauty would be cold and indifferent to her, and sometimes even seem very ruthless.

Once, when he went to Xie Feiyan's room to chat with her, he saw a portrait of Shang Xiaotian on the table, painted vividly, and exclaimed: "Wow! Sixth sister!

Xie Feiyan, who was watching Ma Zhiyuan's "Autumn in the Han Palace" intently, reacted, and hurriedly snatched the painting with a red face, first trying to hide it, and then tearing it to pieces.

"Alas, Sixth Sister, such a good painting, why did you tear it up, it's a pity!" Qu Feng said regretfully, in fact, he could vaguely guess her mind in his heart.

"Just now, when I was bored, I wanted to draw a character drawing, so I tried to draw the landlord, but it didn't look like it at all!" Xie Feiyan quickly calmed down, pretending to be calm and lightly.

"I think it's very similar!" Qu Feng didn't want to embarrass her by dwelling on this matter, so he smiled and said, "By the way, Sixth Sister, you can also paint a portrait of me!"

"Okay!" Xie Feiyan breathed a sigh of relief and willingly agreed.

Qu Feng felt that her painting was ten times more handsome and spirited than herself, so she begged for it with joy, and framed it, and treasured it in the bedside table for thirteen years.

Over the years, although he and Xie Feiyan have had a lot of disagreements and even quarrels on discussing major matters in the gang, deep down in his heart, he still has a feeling of respect for her. He knew that she wouldn't take a fancy to him, and he thought to himself that such a rough person with no ink on his chest was not worthy of her versatility, so he only paid attention to her silently in secret.

As soon as Shang Xiaotian died, he was also wary of her looking for a short sight, but he couldn't rescue her, and watched her plunge the dagger into his chest. He was immediately stunned, his entire chest cavity was empty, and he only felt a cramping pain in his chest, and the whole world suddenly became a dead silence.

After checking Shang Xiaotian, who was already out of breath, he suddenly felt weak, and fell to his knees in despair, staring at Xie Feiyan, whose face was gradually dying white, and he had already burst into tears.

It wasn't until Yao Yuan shouted that his soul was recalled.

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Shangguan Xiong didn't seem to disdain to fight Yao Yuan, sneered, and stepped out of the way, avoiding his fierce double skill.

"Dangdang" two gold and iron sounds, a heavy cooked copper rod has already met it.

In the midst of Tian Kunpeng's violent shouting, he swept, dialed, teased, poked, picked, pointed, and split, and danced the copper stick with a roar, flying up and down, with his eyes open like a mad tiger, and his momentum was brave.

He was a proud disciple of the Southern Shaolin Master Shenlone, and he was deeply aware of the essence of the mountain-splitting stick method, and at the age of thirty-one, he became the chief protector of the Tianlong Gang.

But it is said that Tian Kunpeng once praised the empty-eyed monk respectfully, saying that he not only has the attainments of the mountain splitting stick method above himself, but also is proficient in more than a dozen stick methods such as the three-section stick method, the ** stick method, and the wind wave stick method, so that he is really the king of sticks in the world.

Yao Yuan didn't dare to be careless, he settled down to respond calmly, the vertical and horizontal double gong Shen Xiong was fierce, not retreating an inch, and in the blink of an eye, he fought with the opponent for more than 20 times, regardless of victory or defeat.

Dou Xingkong's opponent is Xi Fenglie. As soon as he slashed out the Yanling knife, he was blocked by the "clang" of the opponent's iron claws, and both of them felt that their arms were numb, and their hearts sank at the same time.

Xi Fenglie used a pair of iron claws with handles and claws that were more than two feet long, and four uneven black pointed claws formed a single claw, resembling a wolf's claw. Back then, with this pair of iron claws, he fought all over the Northwest Martial Arts, rarely encountered opponents, and created the Sky Wolf Castle. Not only are the underworld forces in the northwest known for their fear, but even famous factions such as Quanzhen and Huashan are also afraid of him, and it is recognized that he is a tying figure.

Nine years ago, because of the needs of the development of his own gang, he coveted the Huashan faction's industry, Wanmatang, and wanted to take over this ranch with an annual output of tens of thousands of good horses, so he assassinated Sun Qingtu, the owner of Wanmatang at that time.

However, the Huashan faction quickly found out the truth, and sent a group of masters to settle accounts with him, and within a few days, they broke through the Sky Wolf Castle and shot him down to a thousand feet of the ravine, and the Sky Wolf Castle was removed from the rivers and lakes. But what people didn't expect was that he did not die, and had quietly lived in the Chu Xiangmeng all these years.

Dou Xingkong's spirit was shocked, and he unfolded the lonely goose through the cloud knife method, splitting, cutting, sweeping, and chopping, the knife momentum was heavy and fierce, and it was changing strangely. Xi Fenglie's claws retracted, tearing the void in the sound of "whistling", ruthless and fast, and strange tricks came out one after another. I only heard the sound of "Keng" and "Keng" knives and claws hitting like rain, and in the blink of an eye, more than 30 moves passed, and no one could help the other party.

At this time, the masters of both sides have already handed over their hands.

Leng Jingtian didn't make a move, but just held two swords while sweeping the formation, while protecting Ma Mingshan beside him.

Qu Feng fought Luo Junfeng, Chai Jing and Su Fangzhong fought against Bai Zhanhong, You Yuanjiang fought against Qiu Qiyuan, and Fan Wei fought against Teng Haiming.

Although Luo Junfeng's chain gun is extremely powerful, Qu Feng is agile, and his hands have the energy of breaking gold and jade, and he attacks from afar with flying knives from time to time, which makes the opponent very jealous, and the two sides are inseparable for a while.

The battle situation of the rest of the people is not as optimistic as the song style.

Bai Zhanhong's four-foot Tang knife was flooded with bursts of snowy cold light, and there were sword shadows within a zhang, suppressing the swords of Chai Jing and Su Fangzhong to the point that they were unable to fight back at all. After a few rounds of fighting, Chai Jing, who was hard to block the hard fight, finally couldn't cover it, and his right arm was cut off by a knife, and he immediately screamed and fell. Bai Zhanhong rushed up and cut him into two with a knife.

You Yuanjiang's spear gradually couldn't resist Qiu Qiyuan's green bamboo cane, and he was forced to retreat, and after fighting for dozens of rounds, he had already been poked three bamboo canes, although the pain was dripping with cold sweat, and he gritted his teeth and fought hard.

Fan Wei's mace still collided with Teng Haiming's meteor hammer, and after fighting for more than forty times, he finally couldn't resist the opponent's stormy attack.

Yao Yuan looked around at the battle situation while fighting, and saw that nearly half of his gang had fallen, Chai Jing and Fan Wei had already died, and You Yuanjiang and Su Fangzhong were also in danger, so he was in a hurry and shouted: "Everyone move closer to me and withdraw to Yueyang upstairs to defend!"

The Yueyanglou gang, who was already like a headless fly, listened to his order, like a lonely ship sailing in the Black Sea saw the bright light, and desperately killed this side, for a while, the Chu Xiang League gang couldn't intercept it.

More than 200 people rushed over like a tide, rushing away Tian Kunpeng, Bai Zhanhong, Xi Fenglie and others in the fierce battle, and under the escort of Yao and Dou Erlao, they retreated to Yueyang Tower while resisting.

Qu Feng wanted to rush over and pick up the bodies of Shang Xiaotian and Xie Feiyan, but he hadn't approached yet, but he saw that the bodies of the two had already been trampled by hundreds of random feet. With red eyes, he hissed wildly and wanted to go against the current, but he was swept away by the wave-like crowd and couldn't stand on his feet, and he was swept upside down into Yueyang Tower in an instant.

After about half a burnt incense time, the Yueyanglou gang who could act had all withdrawn to Yueyanglou. Chu Xiangmeng's gang chased after them, tightly entangled their opponents, and the black crowd rushed towards Yueyang Tower like a wave, and it was about to swell Yueyang Tower.

"Stop!" the voice was not very loud, but everyone could hear it clearly.

Hearing the shouts of the alliance leader, the Chu Xiang League helped the crowd stop one after another and stopped the pursuit. Yueyanglou helped the crowd breathe a sigh of relief, guarding the entrances, and the sword was waiting from the sword net.

Shangguan Xiong ordered the gang to withdraw a few zhang away, slowly walked out of the crowd, and said loudly: "Listen to the Yueyanglou gang: just now, the leader of this alliance fought with Shang Xiaotian's life one-on-one, and killed him openly. This Shang Xiaotian is the enemy of the leader of this alliance! In those days, he forced the leader of this alliance to die for the rest of his life, and there was almost no place for him! The leader of this alliance made this trip only to kill him to avenge his hatred, and it had nothing to do with the brothers. As long as you lay down your blades, stop resisting, and surrender to our Chuxiang Alliance, the leader of this alliance hereby swears: As long as you obey the command of the leader of this alliance from now on, and have no second thoughts, the leader of this alliance will definitely not blame the past and will never harm you in the slightest! Moreover, the leader of this alliance will treat you equally and leniently!"

After a pause, his face was solemn, and he sneered: "If you don't want to surrender, hehe! Don't blame the leader of this alliance for being ruthless! Let me tell you the truth, now that you are fighting alone, don't imagine that there will be reinforcements to come to the rescue! To deal with your reinforcements, the leader of this alliance has already made arrangements! Now, they have already been defeated by us......

"Don't listen to his nonsense!" Dou Xingkong was afraid that he would disintegrate everyone's fighting spirit, so he hurriedly interrupted him, pointed at him and shouted: "Shangguan Xiong, don't you want to confuse the people here! I, Yueyanglou to help the people, how can I be greedy for life and fear death, and return to the soft bones of the Demon Dao! Let the horse come over! Don't be coy there!"

Shangguan Xiong glared at him fiercely, sneered and didn't answer, he looked around at the Yueyanglou gang on the second floor with a look of sworn hard fighting, and said slowly: "Give you a stick of incense to think about it! During this time, if anyone is willing to surrender, the leader of this alliance is welcome! Otherwise, it is still the same sentence, the leader of this alliance has given you a chance again and again, and then don't blame the leader of this alliance for being ruthless!"

Ma Mingshan, who was following him, had been listening to his words quietly, and asked in a low voice in confusion: "Alliance leader, why don't you take advantage of their confusion to cover up and kill them, why do you give them time to set up defenses?"

A sneer appeared on the corner of Shangguan Xiong's mouth, he glanced at him sideways, and said, "Military Master, it seems that you haven't thought about this issue carefully. Think about it, if we attack with all our might, they will have no way to live, and they will inevitably resist desperately! Now, if I deliberately slow down and give them a chance to breathe and think, there will definitely be some people who are greedy for life and afraid of death who are lucky and will not resist anymore. ”

"The alliance leader is really clever!" Ma Mingshan sincerely approved. I thought to myself: When it comes to judging the situation and making suggestions, the alliance leader may really not be as good as me, but when it comes to leading to help the people and figure out the hearts of the people, I am far behind!

"However, this may not be very good. Shangguan Xiong's eyes flashed, "They gathered together, and no one was embarrassed to give up everyone to survive alone...... However, they have already become turtles in an urn, and it is difficult for them to fly with their wings inserted! This is also good, they have no chance to flee in all directions, and they just catch them all, saving the trouble of chasing and killing everywhere!"

The time for a stick of incense soon came, and as Shangguan Xiong expected, there were no Yueyanglou gangs who came out to surrender during this period.

Shangguan Xiong looked down at the ground beside him, and saw that the incense sticks he lit had burned out, so he suddenly pulled out his long sword, pointed at Yueyang Tower angrily, and said sharply: "Attack!"

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More than 2,000 members of the Chu Xiang League rushed to Yueyang Tower like a tide, and how could more than 100 members of the Yueyang Tower gang on the first floor resist it? They were immediately rushed to the point where they could not stand firmly, and their wails and screams came and went. Not long after, most of the Yueyang Tower gang on the first floor had already fallen, and the rest of the gang resisted while retreating to the second floor.

In the melee, You Yuanjiang hung several colors in a row, and he was already covered in blood. Leng Jingtian quickly approached, saw his flawed double swords, slashed left and right under his ribs, and immediately killed him on the spot.

Su Fangzhong had just escaped Bai Zhanhong's pursuit and slash, and was shot out of the three-edged ramp by Luo Junfeng, who rushed over from his side, and shot into his neck with a "grab" sound. Bai Zhanhong took a step forward, the narrow Tang knife slashed horizontally, blood splashed, and the human head in Su Fang flew out.

Tian Kunpeng and Xi Fenglie fought against Dou Xingkong. Dou Xingkong roared endlessly, and the Yanling knife glowed with bursts of cold light, blocking all the cooked copper sticks that swept and slashed. Xi Feng screamed again and again, wandering away from the flanks like a ghost sneak attack, his claws expanded and contracted like electricity, strange moves came out one after another, and after a few moves, Dou Xingkong had already hit a claw in his shoulder, and immediately blood was like an infusion.

The two stepped up their attacks, but when they saw the flickering stick shadows filling the air, the whistling claw shadows were vertical and horizontal, and Dou Xingkong gradually couldn't cover it. Not long after, he was hit by another wolf's claw under his right rib, and then with a "peng" sound, the copper rod smashed firmly on his left shoulder, instantly shattering his shoulder bone.

"Spare him his life!" Xi Fenglie blocked Tian Kunpeng's stick that slashed at Dou Xingkong's head with one claw, and blocked the opponent's knife with the other claw, "bang" a kick, and kicked him in the calf like lightning. Dou Xingkong felt that his tibia was about to be broken, and he fell down. Xi Feng's claws were like the wind, and he quickly sealed several heavy points in his vest, and Dou Xingkong couldn't move immediately, and he fell to the ground.

Yao Yuan ran into Shangguan Xiong, who personally took action. He knew that the opponent's martial arts were much stronger than his own, and as soon as he got started, he was the trick "Thirty-six Styles of Opening the Sky and Splitting the Earth", but when he saw the double gong flying, the yellow light was faint, and he attacked the opponent like a whirlwind.

Shangguan Xiong spent a lot of time trying to defend himself against the enemy with the Tai Chi sword technique, and at the same time persuaded: "Senior Yao, now that Shang Xiaotian is dead, why do you have to work hard for Yueyang Tower anymore? As long as you agree to join my Chu Xiang League, you will definitely be entrusted with important positions in the next generation, so that the seniors can regain their strength, how about it?"

Yao Yuan sneered and said: "I, Yao, am sixty-three years old, what is there to fear of death? How can I not be able to protect myself in the later season, join the evil demon and disgrace the ancestors and ancestors?

Shangguan Xiong's face turned cold, and he snorted coldly: "You are so stubborn, don't blame the leader of this alliance for being spicy!" In the middle of the words, he urged Jiuyang Gong, and the sword was full of true qi, tightly entangled his double fist.

Yao Yuan used his twelve success powers to get rid of the entanglement of the opponent's long sword, but he felt that there seemed to be a strange suction force on the opponent's sword, and he couldn't get rid of it, so he couldn't help but feel anxious and ashamed.

He originally thought that his martial arts were only slightly inferior to Shang Xiaotian, but with his experience in facing the enemy and decades of cultivation, he should be able to lead some Yueyang Tower to help the people out of the encirclement. But he didn't expect that Shangguan Xiong's martial arts were much more terrifying than he imagined, and once he fought, he couldn't get rid of it at all.

It was easy for him to finally pull out a hammer, and he worked hard all his life to use what he thought was the most powerful trick "Spinning the World", and the copper whirlwind whistled and slashed down obliquely like a dragon with his head and face.

"You're looking for death!" Shangguan Xiong let out a terrifying shout, his face flashed with black energy, he abandoned his long sword, his palms were filled with black energy, and he faced this earth-shattering blow like a cheetah.