Fang Buwen let out an old man's sigh like reminiscing about the past, paused and said: "Murong Gufeng's body is placed in a place of thought in the back mountain, and it is taken care of by Master Kuzhu alone. ”

Yan Xiaojun thought about his father-in-law's miserable state and hateful eyes, but Qin Jian just listened quietly.

Fang Buwen said in an enhanced tone: "But who of them knows, Murong Gufeng's natural endowment is different from ordinary people, such a serious injury can actually close his heart at the last moment, and a trace of wandering qi will protect his soul, so that a monk like Master Kuzhu will be deceived by his three souls, seven souls, and six deaths." Master Kuzhu's cultivation was profound, and he was not frightened by Murong Gufeng, who came back from the dead, and shot at a few of his big holes, but Master Kuzhu couldn't kill Murong Gufeng again, and then hid Murong Gufeng, who had become a waste, and quietly found Dongfang Xiaoyue and the hermit master who had not yet left Shaolin Temple. None of them wanted to kill again, even if they recovered again, it would be equivalent to Murong Gufeng, whose martial arts were almost completely useless. ”

Fang Buwen stopped narrating and slowed his mind, when he talked about this past, it was as if he was there, and the mistakes he made couldn't get out of this past, so he felt very tired.

Qin Jian looked at Fang Buwen blankly, and at this time he was really sure that Murong Gufeng was not dead, he was waiting for Fang Buwen to continue, and Yan Xiaojun was also waiting, at least waiting for Fang Buwen to tell her who had made his father-in-law suffer in that hellish pain for the past twenty years.

Fang Buwen said slowly: "Murong Gufeng is resurrected, even if he can no longer cause trouble to the rivers and lakes, but he can no longer appear in the rivers and lakes, the relationship is too important at this time, and finally the three of them came up with a way to imprison Murong Gufeng on a small lonely mountain far away from Shaomu Peak." ”

Yan Xiaojun's soul has been dragged back to her hometown, and she is here.

Fang Buwen paused and said: "The little lonely mountain is within the range of Shaolin Peak, but it is far away, the lonely mountain is far away from people, and the Shaolin monks never set foot on it, a place that will never be inhabited, and Master Kuzhu also explored once when he was young." In the end, the three of them settled down like this, and on the same day, they sent Murong Gufeng to the Lonely Mountain, and so on the pretext of retreat, Master Kuzhu left Shaolin Peak and guarded in the ancient cave of Gushan Mountain. ”

Fang Buwen sighed, and recounted while Qin Jian and Yan Xiaojun were waiting: "Time passed, until one day later, Dongfang Xiaoyue and the hermit masters both gathered, and they subdued the two great martial idiots in the world according to the agreement, and also brought four extremely hard cold iron chains, locking Murong Gufeng in the ancient cave and never seeing the light of day. The outside of the cave is guarded by the two great martial idiots, the crazy sword Zhen Buhui and the crazy sword Chu Bugui, and the martial arts of these two people, even if they are any of these three masters, they cannot be defeated. ”

Fang Buwen breathed slowly, and then narrated to Qin Jian and Yan Xiaojun: "It was the whereabouts of these two people that made the old man inadvertently learn the news ten years later, but it was precisely because of this that the old man was desperate and powerless. The two of them were brothers in the same sect, practicing martial arts all their lives, the more they wanted to surpass each other, the more they were tired of martial arts, their hearts became obsessed, and they gradually became indifferent to the world's affairs, and their names were changed on a whim, and they acted closer to madness, and they competed once a year until they were unable to raise their swords. In this way, it is still the same for decades, they are too stupid, the closer the martial arts, the more they can't distinguish the superior, but they are reluctant, tied up by the promise, the superior is not divided, the fight is endless, and it is the promise that does not regret, so Dongfang Xiaoyue and the hermit master have the opportunity to subdue them and tie them to the lonely mountain forever. ”

Fang Buwen stopped, Qin Jian looked at Fang Buwen, he already understood why Fang Buwen was waiting for him, it was he who woke up Fang Buwen's already desperate heart again.

The look of asking for help was not only Fang Buwen, Yan Xiaojun also understood that Fang Buwen's narration stopped here, he was waiting for Qin Jian's attitude, and Yan Xiaojun also looked at Qin Jian for help.

The hall was silent, and after a moment of silence, Qin Jian said slowly: "If Murong Gufeng is lucky enough to get out of the ancient cave, then the martial arts in the world are afraid that sooner or later there will be another catastrophe!"

Yan Xiaojun hurriedly said, "Brother Qin, you promised me!"

Qin Jian looked at Yan Xiaojun, who was disappointed and tears instantly began to roll in his eyes.

Fang Buwen continued: "Murong Gufeng can no longer provoke any turmoil, his serious injuries have been endured until now, and he has been able to pay all his martial arts expenses, you don't have to worry, saving him is just that the old man paid off this debt, and it also made Miss Yan wish, that's all." Twenty years of imprisonment, all the cost of martial arts, he should have already faded the resentment in his heart, and seeing the light of day again is probably the last wish of this dying man. ”

Qin Jian listened to Fang Buwen's words, looked at Yan Xiaojun's pleading eyes, pondered for a moment, and then said helplessly: "I will do my best, even if it is wrong, I will not break my promise, if there is another catastrophe in the martial arts, Qin Jian would rather spill blood in the rivers and lakes, and he will bear the brunt of it, and the eldest husband will stand between heaven and earth, and he will have to shoulder his own rights and wrongs." ”

As Qin Jian spoke, he also looked at Fang Buwen and Yan Xiaojun, they all knew that Qin Jian's words were also said to them, friends were the ones who could warm Qin Jian's heart, but they were also the only ones who could hurt his heart.

Fang Buwen had already looked at the wine in the jade bowl, his mind was fluttering, although the mellow aroma of wine made him intoxicated, it couldn't make him really drunk, he was also pondering - although twenty years had passed, the rivers and lakes still couldn't accommodate a single Murong Gufeng.

Fang Buwen's mind was called back by Qin Jian, Qin Jian's hesitation was gone, his pride was so lonely and sad, a smile hung on his face, and he said, "Come, let's get drunk today!"

The jade bowl was empty and continued, and the wine in the altar gradually decreased, and Fang Buwen did not have the joy of being about to remove the heavy burden that had been pressed on his heart for the past twenty years, and some were just lonely and painful in his heart, so the wine drank faster.

Yan Xiaojun's wine was drunk very slowly, although her eyes were only looking at the wine in the cup most of the time, Qin Jian's subtle movements could not escape her eyes, her mind was no longer in the wine, and she was already in a trance in Qin Jian's world.

Everyone has an indescribable sadness in their hearts, and they all have lingering sorrows that cannot be eliminated, this should not be the emotional outpouring they should have at this time, at least this should not be the mood that Fang Buwen and Yan Xiaojun should have.

The wine dissipated faster in self-drinking, and the laughter and words gradually increased, and the sorrow was suppressed by the wine and sealed in the corner of the heart, Qin Jian was drunk, Fang Buwen was also drunk, and the two went to the backyard together.

Yan Xiaojun's wine was drunk very slowly, there were tears rolling in her eyes, her mind was full of Qin Jian's lonely, and the glass of wine full of sadness did not stop, her wish for so many years had a glimmer of hope, and the long-term depression and sorrow in her heart could finally be removed, but she did not have the joy that welled up in her heart, because she knew that Qin Jian was enduring great pain.

Yan Xiaojun's eyes were illusory, and he thought silently: he regarded himself and Fang Buwen as close friends and friends who could live and die - he did not hesitate to be enemies of the Sword Alliance, ran away with himself overnight, forgot everything, and sacrificed himself to save Buwen below, but what he and Fang Buwen did was to make him an enemy of the world's martial arts at any time, and he had no choice to persecute him. The cruelty of himself and Fang Buwen pierced his heart deeply, but he chose to bear all this pain by himself.

Yan Xiaojun drank the wine, let the tears fall, and the mellow wine became a little bitter, but she didn't taste it, maybe this was her punishment for her cruelty.

The wine jar on the table was empty, Yan Xiaojun had come to the backyard with unsteady steps, and the unheard aria came from the courtyard surrounded by trees and houses nearby: "Twenty years of vicissitudes are the same, hatred will disappear, a little sorrow goes, but life is twilight." The wine is not exhausted, the frost is all stained, and the red dust is just a hangover, go today! Go today!"

Fang Buwen's voice gradually faded, and Fang Xian, who was not strong enough to drink, Yan Xiaojun walked into the courtyard with his somewhat weak and fluttering legs.

Sun Fan's face was gloomy, half lying down and half leaning on the wide chair, looking at the door in a daze, Qi Yuanfeng was sitting quietly on the side, and he also looked at the empty door at the door, there was really nothing eye-catching.

Liang Jiu, Sword League Sun Fan Branch Area, Danjiang Ground Branch, Altar Master, Zhou Ren and a Sword Alliance disciple walked in.

Sun Fan sat up slowly, he would not be so lazy to talk to his subordinates, Qi Yuanfeng also quietly watched the two stop in front of Sun Fan, when there was no need, he seemed to have only eyes and ears working in his body, and the rest was like a stone carving, that kind of stillness was more conducive to thinking about what he heard and saw.

Zhou Ren waited for Sun Fan to sit down and was about to listen before he said: "The hall master and the ancient wind military division have arrived in Zhechuan, and the nearby brothers will set off after they have assembled, and they can come before the second watch, and the deputy hall master also arrived in the inner countryside an hour ago, and is now on the way to come、、、、、、"

Sun Fan didn't wait for Zhou Ren to finish speaking, and then said, "What did he say in his last reply?"

Zhou Ren continued: "Back to the hall master, Jiang Zijun and Yan Xiao have arrived, and Dong Jianfeng is far away in Xuzhou and cannot come. ”

Sun Fan let out a long breath and said slowly, "What about the others?"

Only then did Zhou Ren report again: "The three Dharma protectors will be able to arrive at night." The Taiqing Shuangxia is waiting for the brothers who are finally assembled, and they will arrive at night. The chief altar master and the three altar masters have gathered and are coming. ”

Sun Fan nodded after listening to Zhou Ren's report, and looked at the Sword Alliance disciples beside Zhou Ren, Sun Fan's silent words were already giving orders.

The disciples of the Sword Alliance have already reported: "The hall master and the sword demon have arrived at the Langhe realm, and they have not stopped at the branch altar, the purpose should be the Danjiang branch altar, and several other information are summarized, and the elite forces of the Sword Sect in the vicinity are gathering towards Danjiang." ”

Sun Fan nodded, and said, "You guys go out, you can report at any time if you have news." ”

Zhou Ren and this disciple both turned around and went out, and Qi Yuanfeng only then said: "The heart of the Hall Master Sword Demon is filled with hatred, he can't wait to fight us without asking for help from afar, this time the long-standing grudge between us and the Sword Sect should be broken." ”

Sun Fan nodded, and said: "The headquarters has been forbearing, waiting for the opportunity, the power of the Sword Sect is not weaker than ours, and the alliance leader is not sure, so he doesn't dare to start the war first, but starting tomorrow, the war between the Sword Alliance and the Sword Sect will spread out from us, and this may be an opportunity for the headquarters to be helpless." ”

Qi Yuanfeng nodded unconsciously, but his mind was the same as Sun Fan, he was far away, this battle would not only change their fate, but also the fate of the branches in various places, and the fate of the headquarters of the Sword Alliance thousands of miles away would also change, the battle between the Sword Alliance and the Sword Sect was inevitable, but this battle started from them, right or wrong, they were all bent on going their own way.