Chapter 37: Under the Moon
On May 15, the moon is full in the middle of the sky. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
A huge ship, from far and near, to the Taihu Lake Yuantouzhu, this ship is full of exoticism regardless of its appearance and flag.
At this time, Taihu Lake has not yet become famous all over the world as in later generations, and it is still a barren place on Yuantou Zhu, but it is the best place to view, and it still attracts a lot of ink people to come from time to time.
Taihu Lake is a great place, after all, it is in the head of the turtle.
At this time, there are high rollers with swords and swords, if there are similar characters, you will find that this place has gathered eighty percent of the representatives of the top forces on the rivers and lakes, such as Li Valve, Buddhism, and Xiao Milling in the south of the Yangtze River, etc., have sent people to come.
Seeing this boat, everyone who was still greeting each other was silent.
This giant ship is the Dongming giant ship of the Dongming faction, after Qin Mu roughly integrated the demon gate, the Dongming faction, which is inextricably linked with the Yin Kui faction, was also in his pocket, and became a big arms dealer under it, and then the relationship network of Sichuan Fat Jia Anlong further developed into an important force that no one dared to offend in the rivers and lakes.
What's more, everyone knows that it is the protagonist of this competition who is sitting on this ship.
The giant ship came through the waves, and the lights were shining on it. There seems to be people coming and going, but they are silent, and they are all cautious.
Shan Wanjing stood at the highest point of the three-story ship, behind her was the cabin where Qin Mu was retreating, the Taihu Lake under the ship was calm, but the cabin was like a huge wave, and there were bursts of whistling sounds.
Her face was complicated, knowing that this was the vision brought out by Qin Mu's breath when he breathed, Shi Zhixuan once praised Qin Mu's physical body: "I have never heard of it for eternity."
Shan Wanjing will always remember that day Qin Mu walked on Ryukyu Island, smiled Zhuo Li on the spot, and used a pair of white jade-like palms to shatter all the proud divine weapons of the Dongming faction, Ryukyu Island, witnessing Qin Mu's invincible assets that have never been heard of for thousands of years.
Her mother, Mrs. Dongming, lowered her high head, handed over the Dongming faction to herself, and went to Yanmen to serve her long-lost biological mother.
And because of this person, he has become the head of a major force in the rivers and lakes, trembling, lest he anger this person one day and bring disaster to his mother's life's work.
It is precisely because of this person that she got rid of the marriage contract that seemed inevitable and became a woman who can truly love what she loves.
He said to himself, "If I can't solve your sorrows alone, then what face do you have to talk about the affairs of the world?"
It's just that who can explain her sorrow now.
Shan Wanjing sighed faintly, the girl's mind was like a delicate flower that dared not open.
At this time, the door suddenly opened, and Qin Mu walked out of the room slowly, looking south.
The sound of the waves on his body did not sound like his steps, but became more and more grandiose, and the waters around him seemed to be vibrated by his breath, and the calm and waveless lake began to surge.
The giant ship began to shake, and Shan Wanjing's body trembled, and her heart became more and more shocked.
Since embarking on the road of this battle, Qin Mu's heart has surged with a completely different sense of excitement from the past, he has been in seclusion for three years, and finally integrated his exercises into a furnace, and has been reborn.
Combat power and realm can never be the same, Ning Daoqi has never killed in his life, as the first person in the Central Plains of this world, but it is difficult for him to defeat the masters of the same realm, and the battle with Bi Xuan and Song Que all ended in a draw.
But Qin Mu is a person who has experienced a hundred battles and his combat power is much higher than his realm, and at this time, he really dares to call himself a supreme grandmaster.
The great master is the source of a faction, and the supreme one is the strongest in my way.
There was no calculation, no consideration, just for the excitement of a good opponent, he hadn't had it for many years.
The moonlight hit his face like an immortal walking down from the Moon Palace.
Holding his head high to the south, Qin Mu silently thought in his heart: "Song Que, I want to give you a good opponent who is unparalleled in the world, are you satisfied?"
A small boat in the south is breaking the waves, and the boat is a handsome boy dressed as a scribe, his demeanor is elegant, and there is always an indelible sorrow in his eyebrows, it is the amorous little son of the Song valve, Song Shidao.
After entering the territory of Taihu Lake, Song Que, who had been meditating with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were shining and radiant like jewels, and he was not tired of hurrying.
I only heard him say lightly: "Master, you have been to Taihu Lake, do you know that there is a peerless landscape here in this world?"
Song Shidao turned his head to look at the surrounding scenery, the lake under the moonlight, charming and amorous, the distant mountains seemed to be covered with a veil, shy and pretty, for a while, he couldn't help but be stupid, he shook his head.
"There are so many beautiful things in this world, but you are obsessed with the past and can't extricate yourself, teacher, your mind can't bear the burden of my Song Valve. ā
This is the first time Song Que said this in front of Song Shidao, he is the most loved by Song Que, he has been smart since he was a child, hearing the disappointment and reluctance in Song Que's tone, he couldn't help but be shocked, and said worriedly: "Father!"
Song Que laughed slowly, as if he was still a drooping child, stroked his head, and said: "No matter whether you win or lose, after this battle, I can't come back, Shidao, you have to grow up." ā
Song Shidao burst into tears, feeling the long-lost warmth above his head, and didn't say a word.
I only heard Song Que sigh leisurely: "Idiot, for me, this is just another scenery that I have dreamed of all my life, teacher, you should be happy." ā
Song Shidao understood that he was going to lose his father, who he respected and feared, and finally couldn't help it, and cried loudly.
After Song Que finished speaking, he stood up and stepped into the water, standing firmly on the water, as if he were flat.
Step by step, he walked extremely religiously, and the knife behind him began to sound clearly.
He smiled slightly and whispered, "Old friend, I only have you." ā
Qin Mu and Song Que were separated by a few miles, and their eyes were on each other.
In heaven and earth, there seems to be only each other, and for thousands of years, there has never been such a peerless two. Shan Wanjing's heart was shocked, and she felt that the people around her seemed to be in another world, becoming more and more distant from herself, and she was lost.
The whistling sound of Qin Mu's breathing and the clear sound of the long knife behind Song Que were intertwined on the surface of this lake.
A black cloud suddenly obscured the bright moon in the sky, and the lake was pitch black except for a little light.
Song Que smiled at the teary-eyed Song Shidao behind him, held the knife, and raised his wrist.
Jumping up, stepping out of the huge waves, Song Que seemed to ride the waves, knife light, waves, lights, this little light, as if illuminating the thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, everyone's hearts were bright.
Heavenly knife, out of the sheath.
Qin Mu jumped forward, stretched out his hands, and slapped downward, bringing out a burst of energy.
The water slammed, like a tsunami, and swelled.
Kunpeng boxing, water hammer, three thousand miles.