"You're here, today's thing...... It's a bit excessive. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"I can't let Uncle Yang end the scene, and I have to come forward in the beggar gang to clean up the mess for my nephew, which is really a little sorry. ”

"Is your master really dead?"

"He's also your fellow senior brother, Uncle Yang doesn't have to expect his old man to settle down so soon, right?"

The West Lake at sunset can be said to be picturesque, but standing in the middle of the lake and looking around, there is not even a single tourist. Only a few small black dots were shaking, and these people included many disciples of the Divine Sect in addition to the murderous beggars.

When Sikong Gu stepped on the boat, they began to drive away the tourists and detain all the pleasure boats in the West Lake. With silver in one hand and a broadsword in the other, almost no merchant would refuse this request.

Shaking it himself, until he could look at the person in the middle of the lake who was looking at the sunset, Sikong Gu slowed down.

Yang Feiqiu, the murderer of the Sikong family, who was rumored to be the murderer of the Sikong family, met with Sikong Gu at the West Lake in Hangzhou for a while, which was interpreted by many Jianghu people as a grievance in the First World War. However, neither Yang Feiqiu nor Sikong Gu thought so.

Because both of them know the truth of the tragedy back then.

"Settle in the ground?" Yang Feiqiu glanced at Sikong Gu, and then continued to stare at the sunset in a blink of an eye, "How could he teach a disciple like you? Shouldn't a sanctimonious person like him be able to cultivate a cowardly and incompetent hypocrite like Yang Shuo?"

"Thanks to yesterday's teaching, Senior Brother has now found his sword path. ”

Sikong Gu glanced at the sunset, although under the embellishment of those egrets, although this scene was beautiful, he did not have any leisure to appreciate. Looking at Yang Feiqiu, Sikong Gu smiled slightly and said, "Uncle Shi asked his nephew to come to Hangzhou for a while, didn't he also want to instruct his nephew in martial arts?"

"What is Wu Yin's purpose, is he going to let you kill me, or is he going to let you ...... Destroy me?"

Wu Yin naturally refers to Mr. Wu, compared to the names "Wu Qingshan" and "Mr. Wu", Yang Feiqiu still prefers the name he is more familiar with - Wu Yin.

"Uncle Yang seems to know the old man very well. Sikong Gu didn't avoid it, and he didn't intend to play tricks, "Killing you and destroying you, can't the two coexist?"

Yang Feiqiu glanced at Sikong Gu deeply, but unexpectedly bumped into Sikong Gu's warm smile.

"The old madman taught a little madman, when you were a weak crown, you were able to practice the 'Nine Swords of the Hidden Gate', three years earlier than I cultivated the 'Seven Swords of the Hidden Gate', with this, the old madman has the confidence that you can defeat me?"

"The 'Nine Swords of the Hidden Gate' vs. the 'Seven Swords of the Hidden Gate', since the establishment of the Hidden Gate sect, there has never been a winner or loser, right? But I am younger than you. Sikong Gu's smug tone at the end of the sentence, if the idler listened, he would definitely be angry, but Yang Feiqiu laughed.

"Not bad, not bad...... Wait for me for another twenty years, after I finish my work, you are just the peak age of the martial arts people, and if you challenge me again at that time, you will indeed have a ten-percent chance of winning. ”

"The old man said that in the face of you, no matter how you calculate, there is only a ninety percent chance of winning. Sikong Gu also smiled slightly, the smug color on his face faded, and now what floated on his face was a little lonely.

"Oh, Wu Yin has such a high opinion of me, a junior brother?"

"Because you have never done your best against the enemy in your life, right?" The old man said that when he thought he had achieved great success, you cut off two fingers, and it was difficult for you to hold a sword in this life......

"Ten years ago, I tried my best to beat them. ”

"It turns out that without a knife, Uncle Yang has already used all his strength?" Sikong Gu laughed and sneered.

"I haven't used a knife in twenty years, and your master never told you?"

Yang Feiqiu raised his hands slightly, as if telling Sikong Gu that he did not carry any blades on his body, and naturally it was impossible to carry a knife.

"The old man said that he must overcome your sword with his sword in front of everyone's eyes, and he will kill you. ”

"What, boy, do you think you can defeat me now?"

This is the sharpest glance Sikong Gu has ever seen in his life, and it is even enough to penetrate the bones, but in the face of this kind of look, Sikong Gu only has a shallow smile on his face that has been practicing for nearly ten years.

"When Uncle Yang treated Man Hongsha, he should have seen the injury, and Man Hongsha should have told Uncle Yang how he was defeated by my sword. ”

"Yes, when you are fighting the enemy, you can cut off the blade on your hand and hurt the enemy, and your internal strength is so deep that it can even be comparable to when your master was at his peak. ”

"I heard the old man say that his internal strength is much deeper than that of Uncle Yang?"

"Boy, do you know why I invited you over?"

The small talk like a short family was put to rest by Yang Feiqiu, Sikong Gu stared at Yang Feiqiu for a while, and finally nodded: "Does Uncle Shi want to stop war with his nephew, and then let his nephew accept Uncle Shi's conditions?"

Yang Feiqiu's left eye narrowed slightly, as if he wanted to see the structure of the young man's brain in front of him clearly, and after bowing his head slightly, he said: "The old man has lived for more than fifty years, but I really haven't seen a strange person like you." Boy, are you really the son of the Boundless, that idiot would have a son as smart as you?"

"Sure enough, the person who secretly traded with my father and plotted against my master back then was Uncle Yang, right?"

After being accepted as a closed disciple by Mr. Wu, he learned the truth about Mr. Wu's slaughter of the Sikong family. It is true that it is to create an identity of a martial arts family for a child like him who has no family background and is talented as the capital to walk the rivers and lakes in the future, but Mr. Wu has never been a murderer.

He never kills people without asking for reasons, he acts arbitrarily, whether it is slaughtering the Sikong family, or killing all the people who secretly correspond with the Sikong family, he has always had a purpose.

The tragedy of Sikong's family was just his first step in dealing with Yang Feiqiu.

"The one who takes the place of the Sikong family must be the Situ family, right? ”

"That kid from the Chu family, doesn't he also know the news? Chu Fanxiu has been walking incognito all these years, but he will never know the connection between the Situ family and his own sect. ”

"Because the Chu family has no reason, and there is no need to unite the Shenmen when this martial arts catastrophe comes, so the two major families in Jiangning should only be left with the Situ family. ”

Yang Feiqiu frowned slightly: "I don't know...... Did Situ Lou show his horse's feet, or did the people in my Divine Sect show his horse's feet?"

Sikong Gu shook his head: "The nephew is just guessing, after all, it can't be the Chu family, then it can only be the Situ family." ”

"Why can't it be the Chu family? Chu Fanxiu and the old man joined forces, whether it was for Kunlun or for the Chu family, it should be of great benefit. ”

"Cooperate with Shenmen?Among the plans that Shenmen has secretly planned for ten years, is the Jiangnan Martial Arts Family an indispensable part of it?" Sikong Gu laughed out loud this time, and gently supported his forehead while laughing, "Uncle Yang, we still don't have to play tricks, Jiangning's battle, Shenmen has been defeated, and Shenmen's plan in Jiangnan in the past ten years is about to be completely turned into powder with this battle." ”

After speaking, looking at Yang Feiqiu's slightly changed expression, Sikong Gu withdrew all the expressions on his face, and said lightly: "It seems that the nephew guessed correctly." (To be continued.) )