At dusk, Luoyang City is full of sunset. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

This was the most lively time of the Bafang Inn, Nangong Lian slowly walked into the door and found a seat to sit down.

Mu Changfeng said that if he wanted to know the news of Murong Yixue, he had to come to the Luoyang Bafang Inn and find the 'Central Plains Hero' Puyang Yu, only he knew where Murong Yixue was.

Nangong Lian looked around, there are at least thirty-two rooms upstairs in this Bafang Inn, and there is an endless stream of guests downstairs, and it is also mixed, where can I find Puyang Daxia?

The guy in the store greeted him with a smile and asked, "Son, what do you want to eat?" The business of the Bafang Inn was obviously hot, and the forehead of the guy in the hall was already full of sweat.

Nangong smiled and said, "What do you all have here?" The guy threw the rag on his shoulder and said with a smile: "Flying in the sky, swimming in the water, Bafang Inn has everything." His expression was so smug that even his eyes narrowed into a line.

Nangong smiled and said solemnly: "Actually... I'm here to inquire about someone. Seeing that he was not a distinguished guest, but still came to inquire about the news, the guy also smiled, and said coldly: "Are you looking for Puyang Jade Hero?"

Nangong Lian seemed to be a little surprised: "How do you know?"

The guy snorted coldly and said, "Recently, there have been more people looking for Uncle Puyang, not a hundred but eighty, but I advise you not to look for him." ”

Nangong Lian frowned and asked, "Why is this?"

The guy sighed and said, "If you must look for him, just wait here, Uncle Puyang will go downstairs to drink once a night." ”

Of course, Nangong Lian had to wait.

He found that the people in the Bafang Inn were not small.

The people at the first table were dressed in robes, five or six of them were wearing swords at their waists, and one of them was wearing a Liuyun crown, Nangong Lian had already recognized him as Gu Qingfeng of the Huashan faction, looking at his current dress, he should have become the head.

He sighed softly, if it weren't for Yan Shuangqing Yan Daxia who was unfortunately killed, how could this position of head fall into his hands?

On the second table was a gentle and elegant nobleman, he shook a folding fan lightly in his hand, and there was a delicate young lady of the family sitting next to him, Nangong Lian had never seen such a beautiful woman, she actually smiled at herself, Nangong Lian was a little overwhelmed, and quickly turned her head, not daring to look at it again.

He's only nineteen years old, and he doesn't know what it's like.

He followed his master to learn swords at a young age, and he was gifted and intelligent, and his swordsmanship was smart and unique, and Nalan Ziqing was very partial to him. This young swordsman is a great swordsman, but he doesn't know anything about women.

He doesn't know whether this is sweet or beautiful, bitter or astringent?

The most troublesome thing was that the beautiful young lady at the next table had slowly gotten up and walked slowly towards him.

Her body was light and soft, Nangong Lian looked at it for a moment, and at this time, the eyes of the men in the Bafang Inn were brushed together, and they looked at this beautiful young lady greedily.

She was like a fairy in the Guanghan Palace, sitting beside Nangong Lian, and Nangong Lian could even feel the gaze of everyone.

If you were Nangong Pian, would your heart beat hard at this time?

Nangong took a long breath and said slowly, "What's the matter with the girl?"

The young lady whispered in his ear, and the faint aroma on her body was also intoxicating, Nangong Lian listened to her words, and her face changed slightly.

The young lady's voice was like a pleasant piano rhyme, and she said, "My name is Su Wan'er." ”

Nangong Lian was not a lonely person, but he had never seen such a sumptuous feast.

The table is full of dishes, Biluo shrimp, snowflake crab bucket, Song sister-in-law fish soup, lotus leaf steamed pork, and some Nangong Pian can't name it. The wine is aged bamboo leaves and green, and when the wine jar is opened, the fragrance is overflowing.

Su Wan'er sandwiched a piece of steamed pork for Nangong Lian, and said with a smile: "Nangong Gongzi, I am used to living in Jiangnan, although these are not as authentic as the famous chefs of Songhelou, but the craftsmanship is also the first-class level of the Central Plains." ”

Nangong Lian tasted it, this tamales had an excellent taste and delicious meat, and he smiled: "It's really good." He also tasted famous dishes such as snail shrimp and snowflake crab bucket, but he felt that these dishes had their own characteristics and endless aftertaste.

Nangong smiled and said, "Miss Su, I don't know anything about it, how can you know so much about these dishes?"

Su Wan'er blinked her eyes and smiled mischievously: "Nangong Gongzi guess what it looks like?" Nangong Mercy thought for a moment, suddenly understood, and said with a smile: "Songhe Tower must be the property of the girl's family, right?"

Su Wan'er smiled and said, "Yes, these dishes are my favorite dishes." ”

Nangong Lian seemed to remember something, and said slowly: "The boy who just had a table with you... Where did you go?"

Su Wan'er sneered and said, "He, he is the elder brother of my family who has been friends for generations, and the young master of the Xie family." He has something to do, so don't worry about him. ”

Nangong said secretly, it turned out that he was Xie Ange of the Xie family, but he was really a personable noble son, and he didn't have the breath of a gentleman at all, so he couldn't help but secretly admire.

Su Wan'er just said in his ear, I know the news of Murong Yixue, this sentence Nangong Lian has always been puzzled, at this time he saw that the inn was noisy, and no one was looking here, so he asked in a low voice: "Miss Su, can you tell me Murong Yixue's whereabouts now?"

Su Wan'er's expression seemed to become very sad, and she sighed lightly: "I knew you would be in a hurry to ask." ”

Nangong Lian felt his heart beat to his throat, and he was listening.

Su Wan'er hesitated: "Actually... I just heard that Murong Yixue went to Jiaxing Yanyu Building not long ago and was buried at the bottom of the South Lake Pond..."

Nangong Lian's face changed miserably, and she lost her voice: "What did you say... Murong Yixue: He... Dead?"

Su Wan'er's face was solemn, she nodded, and said, "But some people say that he is still alive... No one knows who Murong Yixue fought with in Yanyulou that day, and the only person who knows about it is Puyang Yu..."Su Wan'er looked at Nangong Lian and said, "But you want to... If Murong Yixue is really alive, why did she disappear?"

Nangong pondered for a long time before he said slowly: "Perhaps, he has been seriously injured..."

Su Wan'er's eyes lit up, and she said softly: "Nangong Gongzi is really smart, if Murong Yixue is still alive... must have been seriously injured and not healed, and the person who went to Yanyulou to find his traces that day was also Puyang Yu. ”

Nangong Lian sighed lightly: "No wonder there are so many people in this Bafang Inn, it turns out that they are all here to inquire about Murong Yixue's news." He suddenly felt a surge of anger in his chest, these so-called 'Jianghu knights' had worked hard to find out the news of Murong Yixue, just to kill him with their own hands.

In this huge world, the fastest way to become famous is to kill a very famous person.

No matter who kills the 'Sword God' Murong Yixue, he will definitely become famous all over the world immediately.

Su Wan'er sighed: "Nangong Gongzi, you must have thought of it, Puyang Yu is Murong Yixue's best friend, how can you tell him his whereabouts? Although I know how to find out Murong Yixue's news, I am still powerless. ”

Nangong was silent, he suddenly felt that this Bafang Inn was full of murderous intentions, but he still couldn't figure it out, why did Puyang Yu make a big show that he was in this Bafang Inn, so that so many people could hear the news?

But he soon met Puyang Yu.

Pu Yangyu will go downstairs to drink every night, he really drinks a lot, and his good daughter is red, and he has drunk four big bowls.

As he drank, there were at least thirty men in the inn, sixty eyes looking at him, and with each bowl he drank, the owners of those eyes were more pleased.

No matter how strong a person is in martial arts, if he is drunk, he will be like a puddle of mud.

But Puyang Yu is not, the more he drinks, the faster he drinks, and his bright eyes seem to be more energetic. He has a bearded half of his face, and he seems to be a little untouched, but his eyebrows are very thick, and a pair of wild eyes are even more attractive.

Heroes are heroic, women admire, this is the most normal thing.

Of course, there are also people who are impatient to continue to wait, they are even more unaccustomed to seeing other men in front of the limelight, a swordsman in a luxurious brocade dress has walked to Puyang Yu's table, the corners of his mouth are raised, and he said lightly: "You are Puyang Yu?"

Pu Yangyu ignored him, and asked instead of answering, "Who are you?"

The brocade-clothed swordsman raised his sword in his hand, and saw that his sword was gorgeous, and the pearl on the scabbard was shining brightly, and it was impressively inlaid with expensive pearl jade. The brocade-clothed swordsman felt that the eyes in the inn had finally converged on him, and said lightly: "I am 'a sword piercing the heart' high in the sky." ”

A smile appeared in the corner of Pu Yangyu's eyes, and he smiled: "It turned out to be a tall hero, and I am fortunate to be lucky." ”

Gao Changkong seemed to be very proud, Pu Yangyu's words just gave him full face, and he said lightly: "Since Puyang Daxia knows me, tell me Murong Yixue's whereabouts quickly, otherwise..."

Pu Yangyu suddenly said lightly: "I heard that you call it 'a sword piercing the heart'?"

Gao Changkong straightened his face and said coldly: "What about it?"

Puyang Yu looked up to the sky and laughed: "My heart is here, you might as well try it with a sword." As he spoke, he picked up the chopsticks on the table and measured them against his chest.

Gao Changkong's face turned pale, and he gritted his teeth and said: "This is your own death! Don't blame me!" Before the words fell, he saw a flash of sword light, although this Gao Changkong was a little conceited, but the speed at which he drew his sword was really not slow, otherwise he would not have been given the title of 'a sword piercing the heart'.

I saw Pu Yangyu raise his wrist, and he actually used his body to take this sword!

The little bolder in the inn couldn't help but close their eyes.

I only heard a crisp sound, and the sword in the sky had been broken in two! The high sky was dumbfounded, looking at Puyang Jade like a ghost.

The people in the inn were also shocked, they really couldn't figure out how Puyang Yu took this sword.

Pu Yangyu rolled up his sleeves, only to see a pair of worn iron bracers on his wrists, he laughed and said: "Gao Daxia, how much silver did you spend to buy your sword? ”

It is not difficult for anyone with a little insight in the inn to see that this high-altitude sword costs at least three hundred taels of silver to buy, and the pair of bracers in Puyang Yu's hand... It really can't be considered a pair of bracers, it is broken, and there is still a lot of rust left on it... Not even a tael of silver is worth it.

Gao Changkong only felt a twitch in his stomach, and ran out of the Bafang Inn like crazy.

There were people in the inn who wanted to come forward to inquire about Murong Yixue's whereabouts, but they also left quietly at this time.

The originally lively Bafang Inn had only a few people left at this time, including Su Wan'er and Nangong Lian.

Nangong Lian wanted to go forward and ask about Murong Yixue's news, but found that the ghostly figure surrounded Puyang Yu, and after a closer look, it was just two old men with dry bodies, Nangong Lian recognized them, these two people were the black and white people who had fought in the bamboo forest before!

Nangong Lian muttered, "How could the two of them be here?" Nangong Lian knew that the martial arts of the two of them were not comparable to Gao Changkong, and the two joined forces, but it was not so simple for Puyang Yu to deal with them.

The black man stood with his hands in his hands and said lightly: "Of course you know who we are. The white sneer and echoed: "We don't have a sword, and we can't wear hearts, but we can kill you!"

Puyang Yu wrinkled slightly, and this time he didn't smile. He knew that these two people did have the ability.

Hei Xue said in a cold voice: "Tell Murong Yixue's whereabouts, you can still live." Pu Yangyu's eyes flashed, and in an instant, the blood-red cloak shook, he had made a lightning shot, he didn't use any blades, a pair of fleshy palms were vigorous, after all, the black evil was slow to react, and he couldn't dodge, and he had already shredded the clothes of the front placket by his palm, and the white evil saw that it was not good, and his left palm went to attack Pu Yangyu's waist, and his right palm was hidden behind him.

Sure enough, Pu Yangyu hurriedly withdrew his palm to protect himself, and the black man got the gap, and immediately reflexively joined the battle group.

This black and white double demon is known for its poisonous palms, and Puyang Yu knows that he can't fight against them, so he has to dodge and dodge, and he will inevitably have a flaw.

The black and white shuangsha are like brothers, and they have known each other for decades, and their degree of tacit understanding is insurmountable, only to see the black sha make a look, the white sha has already understood the intention, the black sha rushed to attack in front, Puyang Yu was busy parrying, and his body had revealed more empty doors, and the right palm hidden behind the white sha finally hit out!

Puyang Yu did not dodge this palm.

It was impossible for him to dodge the deadly palm force, and the white poisonous palm slapped firmly on him, but his whole body seemed to be cast of iron. I saw him roar, and pulled Bai Sha's whole person over, and hit him between his ribs with both fists, Bai Sha could already hear the sound of his bones shattering, Pu Yangyu shook his hand casually, and Bai Sha's whole person flew out like a blood arrow.

The black sheath was shocked, and hurriedly flew to pick up the white sheath, only to find that he had been killed on the spot and died.

The black demon was so grief-stricken that he hugged the white corpse and cried out violently, and the voice made people feel a cold chill in their hearts.

Pu Yangyu looked at him, and couldn't help but look gloomy, although this black evil has done a lot of evil in this life, he also has feelings.

Pu Yangyu sighed: "I don't want to kill you, you can leave quickly." ”

The black eyes were scarlet, and he pounced on him like a ghost, this was really not the behavior of a master in passing the move, and it should even be said to be an act of sending him to death.

Pu Yangyu knocked him to the ground with a backhand palm, this palm was not heavy, it seemed that he didn't want to hurt Heisha's life.

Who knew that Hei Sha struggled to get up, and flew up again, Pu Yangyu dodged sideways and sent him out with one palm.

After all, the black demon was old, he fell heavily on the ground, and this time, he climbed very slowly... It's slow... Finally, he lost his breath.

Puyang Yu took a long breath and said to himself, "Are they evil, or am I evil?"

Su Wan'er's delicate body walked over and said with a smile: "Brother Puyang is chivalrous and righteous, of course they are wicked. ”

Puyang Yu didn't even look at her, just looked at Nangong Lian, and said lightly: "You are the eldest disciple of the Famous Sword Sect?"

Nangong Lian was a little surprised, and nodded blankly.

Puyang Yu flicked his cloak and said lightly: "Come with me." ”

He slowly walked up to the small building, Nangong Lian walked with him, who knew that Pu Yangyu suddenly turned his head and said coldly: "If you dare to step on this small building, I will kill you." ”

What he said turned out to be Su Wan'er.

Su Wan'er's face was pale, her appearance was beautiful, and no one had ever been so rude to her.

I saw her covering her face with her sleeves, as if she was about to cry, and Chu Chu said pitifully: "Nangong Gongzi, I... Waiting for you right here. ”

When Nangong Lian walked upstairs, he was greeted by the guy he met earlier, his eyes were full of admiration and surprise, as if to say: Son, there is really you, even Puyang Daxia invited you to come alone.

Nangong smiled and expressed his gratitude, this guy who ran the hall was really cute.

Puyang Yu lives in the No. 1 room of the Bafang Inn, which is spacious and bright, and the warm light makes the room as bright as day.

Pu Yangyu pointed to the table and chair in front of him, motioned for Nangong Lian to sit down, but he stood with his hands in his hands, and said lightly: "I invite you to come up, I just want to tell you one thing, you listen carefully." ”

Nangong Lian nodded, Puyang Yu stared at him, and said word by word: "Murong Yixue is not dead!

Nangong Lian's expression was shocked, and Pu Yangyu said coldly: "Of course you don't know what Cangyue Sect is, but I want to tell you that the main messengers of Sima Xuan, Yan Shuangqing and other murders recently are also Cangyue Sects. ”

Nangong said pitifully: "Impossible... Sword God Murong Yixue is definitely not such a person!"

Pu Yangyu sneered and said, "People always change, and I don't want to believe in it." His expression became extremely gloomy, and he sighed: "So, I don't know where Murong Yixue is, this is what I want to know the most." ”

He clenched his fists and said hatefully, "Just because I want to find out where he is, and then kill him with my own hands!"

Nangong Lian was like being struck by lightning, and the whole person was stunned for a long time and couldn't speak, he said in a trembling voice: "Impossible... There is definitely some misunderstanding in this, I never believe that Murong Sword God would be such a person. ”

Pu Yangyu suddenly straightened his face and said coldly: "You already know this biggest secret, if you don't want to believe that Murong Yixue is a traitor to the Cangyue Sect, I will never let you out of this room." ”

Nangong Lian gritted his teeth and wanted to pull out his Zhan Lu sword, but who knew that after touching the void, the Zhan Lu sword was gone for some time!

He stood up suddenly, and he also felt paralyzed, and his center of gravity was unstable and fell to the ground.

Then he saw the guy who ran the hall push open the door and walked in, looking at him with a smile, and playing with a sword, a pitch-black sword in his hand.

A burst of fragrance blew by, and a young man who was more beautiful than a flower walked into the room and said lightly: "The incense is hidden in the candle, colorless and odorless, and we have all taken the antidote before." ”

Nangong Lian realized that his sword was stolen by someone who disguised himself as a running boy, but this beautiful young man was a big expert in poisoning.

Nangong Lian gritted her teeth and said in a trembling voice: "Murong Yixue is your friend, you should trust him the most." ”

Pu Yangyu pulled him up and said coldly: "I don't have such a friend!" His palms were infinitely strong, and Nangong Lian only felt that his shoulders were about to be crushed.

Nangong was drenched in sweat, and said with a pale face: "Even if you kill me, I still believe that Murong Yixue will never do such a thing." ”

Pu Yangyu didn't speak, and fell silent.

Linghu Xiaofei, Hua Baizhi also had a calm face, for a long, long time...

Nangong Lian had already gone downstairs at this time, he was still carrying the Zhan Lu Sword behind him, and his strength had also recovered, obviously taking the antidote given by Hua Baizhi.

He held a piece of paper in his hand and carefully placed it in his arms.

Su Wan'er was still waiting for him downstairs, and when she saw him walking downstairs, she hurriedly asked with concern, "You... Is it okay? Why is your face so pale? ”

Nangong Lian didn't answer her, just smiled faintly.

Su Wan'er said softly, "You already know his news, right?"

Nangong Lian's face was expressionless and did not speak.

Su Wan'er's hand clutched the placket of her clothes tightly, and she said sadly: "I know you don't want to tell me where he is... Because you haven't fully trusted me yet. She looked at Nangong Lian, two lines of tears had already fallen, and said in a trembling voice: "But you should always tell me... Is he dead or alive? After all, he is my beloved, I—" Her tears were already wet with her clothes, and she couldn't cry anymore.

Nangong sighed heavily and said, "He is still alive, and he lives in Meiwu in the south of the Yangtze River. But promise me not to go to him. ”