After eating a bowl of cold noodles, they felt that the scorching sun was much gentler, and in the mountains and forests along the way, cool breezes blew from time to time, and the three of them also felt that there was infinite scenery on this crooked mountain road. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info And these paths are also Gongsun Kang's apprenticeship and friends have been walked countless times, therefore, what is the name of that mountain, what is the name of that forest, what are the famous trees and flowers, along the way he is like a few treasures!

After walking about seven or eight miles, he came out of a forest when he suddenly heard the sound of swords striking in front of him. When the three of them looked up, they saw a group of people fighting in a sparse forest opposite.

"Hey, brother!" cried Gongsun Kang, "you see, that young man is being intercepted and beaten here again!"

Nanren looked at it and nodded, "Yes!" he said, "What does this person do, he wants to have a grudge against Liu Junshan, could it be that they have some grudges?"

"Not necessarily!" Gongsun Kang said while wiping the sweat from the corners of his forehead with his sleeve, "The day before yesterday, I seemed to hear someone say that there was a young man named Yang Pengju, who was looking for people everywhere to challenge, saying that he wanted to make a name for himself. And that day, he also went to Liu Junshan's village to make a big fuss, saying that he was going to find Liu Junshan for a duel, and at that time, I heard that Liu Junshan also agreed to his request, saying that seven days after his son was buried, they would meet to duel outside the south gate of Matou City. I don't know if this duel has been dueling all along, but I don't know if this young man will be the person named Yang Pengju!"

Nan Jian nodded, "I see," he said, "Nowadays, in order to become famous, they can do anything, and this person must be no exception." ”

As they spoke, the horses of the three of them had already reached the side of the forest where they were fighting! I saw the group of people who had just caught up on horseback after them, one by one, wielding their swords and spears, and encircling the young man with a green cloth burden on his shoulder and an iron gun in his hand, and fighting in the forest. At this time, their horses were scattered in all directions, and they were nowhere to be seen.

Look at the young man again, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, long and healthy, and he is also a majestic man. However, when he entered the woods, one of his iron spears was not easy to transport, either the tip of the spear pierced the trunk of the tree, or the handle of the gun stumbled on the branch behind him. In this way, his danger is clear.

Just as he was standing between a small crack in the trees, resisting the fierce attacks of five or six knife men in front of him, he was caught off guard by a man behind him, and suddenly a shot was stabbed in the thigh. Suddenly, the young gunman screamed in pain and fell to the ground. Seeing this, those who were chasing him swarmed towards the young gunman who fell to the ground, swinging their sharp blades and slashing them!

When the young gunman saw this, he opened his eyes and roared, "Who will save me!"

Suddenly, the echo reverberated in the forest, and the sound of sorrow pierced through the sky. And just as Nan Jian and Gongsun Kang were about to make a move, a crisp dragon groan sounded in the forest! Judging from Nan Jian's experience in using swords, this kind of dragon groan must have a very good sound when a sharp sword was unsheathed; and when I looked at it again, it was really good.

The sword light in the forest was shining, and the murderous aura was like frost, and there was a middle-aged swordsman in a green robe, who was holding a three-foot green blade, and his sword was like the wind, and in a few swings, he actually blocked all the sharp weapons that stabbed at the young gunman. When Nan Jian saw it, he couldn't help but be secretly surprised, "What a powerful swordsmanship," he muttered, "In such a short period of time, he repelled dozens of weapons, and he didn't move!"

Look at this middle-aged swordsman again, he has three locks of beard, his eyes are like a star, and between his gestures, there is an elegant wind, just like a generous elder. After knocking everyone back, he shouted: "Don't move, otherwise, I will not show mercy!"

When those people heard this, they didn't dare to act rashly anymore, so a middle-aged man in a blue robe pointed a knife at him and asked, "Who is Your Excellency, and why did you save him?"

"There is no need to tell you who I am," said the man with a calm expression, "but what I can tell you is that when you come here, it is my territory, and if you want to commit murder again, the sword in my hand will not agree!"

"Oh! I see. Then the man in the blue robe said, "Then what if we don't agree!"

"You'll say yes. As the middle-aged swordsman spoke, the sword in his hand suddenly swung, like a bolt of lightning, shooting towards the blue-robed swordsman who was talking opposite. Because the speed of the sword in the opponent's hand was amazingly fast, the middle-aged man in the blue robe, the bamboo hairpin tied to the knot of his hair was cut off by the opponent's sword, but the knife in his hand was too late to react. Even, when the opponent's sword was already unsheathed, his knife was barely raised to his chest. Moreover, the hairpin fell to the ground, and his hair was unkempt and messy like a madman, which immediately startled him, and he trembled and did not know what to do.

In this way, they knew that this middle-aged swordsman was unfathomable, and it seemed that as long as he made a move, these people would only be beaten and killed. So, the other party's tone immediately became very polite, he held the steel knife and shook his fist at the middle-aged swordsman and said, "Okay, let's look at the face of the hero and spare his life!"

Seeing that their group was about to walk out of the forest, Nanjian didn't want to be recognized by the people inside, but had a lot of trouble. Therefore, he said to Gongsun Kang: "Let's go, Brother Gongsun, after all, this group of people is not good!"

"Brother said yes!" they turned their horses' heads and continued along the road in the direction of the White Horse Bridge.

And just as they stopped to watch the fight just now, the seven swordsmen who had been walking behind them also caught up. Their expressions are free, their eyes are not squinting, and their steps are as light as clouds, but what is even more surprising is that in such a scorching early summer, and it is still noon, it is also the hottest time of the day. But these seven swordsmen always walked like the wind, and there was not the slightest trace of sweat on their faces. That's a real miracle!

However, in contrast, Gongsun Kang, who was riding on a horse, was in the scorching heat, and he didn't know how much sweat he wiped with his sleeves along the way. At that moment, he thought a little, jumped into the gurgling stream, and happily drenched the sweat on his body!

And so, like a gust of wind, they passed by the two of them. Seeing this, Gongsun Kang was stunned, and looked at them stupidly for a long time. Finally, when he saw them walking away, he softly pointed to the backs of the people walking in front of him with Nan Jian, and said in surprise: "Brother, have you found it, these people are all dry goods!"

And Ren Siyun couldn't help but laugh when he saw him shrinking his head and brain, "Brother Gongsun, what are you talking about?" she asked him, "Why do you say that they are all dry goods?"

Therefore, Gongsun Kang covered his mouth and smiled, and at this time Nan Jian also laughed, and without waiting for him to speak, Nan Jian explained to Ren Siyun: "Brother Gongsun said that they walked such a hot road in such a hot weather, and none of them sweated, so he said that they were dry and not sweaty. ”

When Ren Siyun heard this, she also laughed, "Oh, that's the case, yes!" she said, "In such a hot weather, we all have to sweat like rain, so why don't they sweat a drop?"

So, Gongsun Kang pointed to Nanjian and Ren Siyun and said, "Just ask your brother Nanjian, hasn't he sweated a drop of sweat on his body!"

At this time, Ren Siyun suddenly realized that there was indeed no trace of sweat on her Nanjian brother's body, on the contrary, in such a hot weather, she was drenched in sweat. However, after Gongsun Kang pointed it out, she suddenly realized that she still felt a cool feeling on the back of his abdomen. This discovery surprised her again!

"That's right, Brother Nanjian!" she turned her face, looked at Nanjian and smiled, "Why don't you sweat at all, and my back feels a little cool on you?"

Nan Jian smiled, he didn't tell her that it was because of his profound skills, he only said, "The cold powder I ate just now is still cold in my stomach, so the sweat won't come out for the time being!" (To be continued.) )