Chapter 58: Seeking the Name of the World

Lin Fanghe turned his fingers into a sword, put the true qi in his body on the fingertips of his five fingers, and prepared to perform the trick "Jade Burning" at the last moment, and fight hard! Even if he can't get out of the siege, he must fight with the four guards of the Jiangnan Thunderbolt Hallβ€”β€”

The four guards unfurled their giant palms, and they could be slashed down, and suddenly one turned around, standing up and retreating, and the arrow rushed towards the young hall master Lei Feng.

Everything seems to happen in an instant!

It's incredible.

Even Lin Fanghe, who has always been unfazed, couldn't help but change his face. The young hall master, who was arrogant not long ago, has been held in the acupoint by the four guards at this time, and his whole body is paralyzed, completely losing the ability to resist?

Lin Fanghe smiled reluctantly: "What do you mean by this?"

One of the four guards, the bearded guest, raised his fists: "How offended." We have followed Thor Zhentian for many years, before and after the saddle, and have repeatedly made military exploits, and won the respect of the old hall master. Now that his son of evil has disregarded human morality, brutalized the lord, usurped the position of the hall master, and colluded with bandits and misbehaved, how can our four guards sit idly by?"

"A strong man understands righteousness and is commendable for his loyalty and bravery. Lin Fanghe sighed slightly and said, "I don't know why you rebelled before and followed him, a disloyal and unfilial man?"

"Some people endure for the time being, but it is out of necessity. ”

"What's the problem?"

"One of them didn't know the life and death of the old hall master at the time, and he threw a mouse bogey. Second, this group of villains who are in cahoots with the young hall master Lei Fengpeng is huge and deep-rooted, and if they accidentally lose all the games, they may cause the century-old foundation of the Jiangnan Thunderbolt Hall to come to naught......"

Lin Fanghe nodded slowly, his eyes magical: "Then why are you making up your mind now?"

"Long pain is better than short pain. The bearded guest took a breath, frowned, and said: "Instead of lingering and picking up people's teeth, it is better for the strong man to break his wrist and never return it......!"

"What are you going to do with this guy?"

"First take him back to the Perak Hall, send him to the grave of the hall master Thor Earthquake, pick up the tendons and tendons, and spend a lot of martial arts. Then let him slowly repent of his sins, right?" said the bearded guest, without distraction, bent down to pick up the young hall master Lei Feng and put it on his shoulder. Summoning the other three companions, they strode out of the "One Bowl of Wine" shop and went all the way south.

Xiang Jincheng was empty, and looked around: "Hey, what about that good-looking girl?"

Tang Yu also looked at it and said, "The atmosphere is so tense just now, seeing that the bad luck is on the head, no one really notices her for a while." When did this sand thousand knives slip away?"

"A woman is like a little beast, deceitful and sensitive. Lin Fanghe's eyes revealed an indescribable loneliness, "They have an innate instinct to avoid danger." ”

"Are you alright, sir?"

"Go, since these people didn't kill us. Lin Fanghe's expression was grim and said, "Let's go and break through that mysterious half tower." ”

Half a tower, in fact, is a long and narrow valley. There is neither a half-cut tower nor a half-built tower in the valley. Even the tower is completely missing from the top and bottom of the mountain. It doesn't have anything to do with the tower.

It's just an ordinary place name.

Just as "Two Families" is a village of more than 100 households, "Renyi Village" is quite stubborn, and the residents of "Tianshuiyu" drink only some ordinary water. There are so many things in this world that don't deserve the name that they can't be taken seriously!

Half Tower is an abandoned mining area.

Lin Fanghe and the three of them walked into the half tower.

On both sides of the road are makeshift houses, which have long since been dilapidated due to age and erosion by wind and rain. Some walls collapsed, some doors and windows rotted, and the eaves were defective. Most of the houses are built on the mountain, and they are lined up one after another. When they came to the bottom of a stone wall three or four feet high, the mountain path became extremely narrow. Tang Yu came to the side of the road, and looked down the slope with his courage, and there was a deep and secluded valley below. Xiang Jincheng walked in a hurry, accidentally kicked his toes on a protruding stone, hugged his feet and cried out in pain. Scolded: "What kind of place is this, so desolate, even rabbits don't come to!"

Before he could finish speaking, the sky suddenly darkened.

Gradually darkening.

The sky was clear and fleeting, as if night had fallen from the sky. Xiang Jincheng panicked and asked, "Lord Lin, this is a good day, how can you say that it is dark when it is dark? Could it be that we have met the goblins in the mountains again?"

Lin Fanghe was also stunned for a while, and his heartstrings vibrate: "Steal the sky and change the day!"

"Stealing the day?"

Suddenly, in the darkness, there was a soft sound of the flute, which was touching and wonderful. The flute sounds like a woman singing, and like a man choking, infinite joy and infinite sadness. The flute beats little by little, as cold as an autumn night, throwing over one by one the pearl-like notes and playing into people's hearts......

The past is like smoke and cannot be remembered, where is my home at the end of the world?

A traveler spends his whole life searching, looking for a warm place to go and a home of his own. There was a beloved woman, delicate side dishes, and her daughter Hong, whom she had already scalded for herself. Or perhaps, all this is just an excuse, and the daughter Hong and the woman are just a deeper luxury in their hearts for home.

At this time, Lin Fanghe suddenly had an inexplicable pain, the pain between loss and helplessness, and at this moment, a sultry greeting woke up his reverie: "Where did the guest come from, the green shirt in the seat was wet? I heard that the daughter of the Qinhuai River in Jinling let that Lin Tianfang drink it up?"

Lin Fanghe was taken aback, why bother to mention the pseudonym that he had forgotten for many years? He instinctively touched the sword, but found that the three-foot Qingfeng on his back was gone!

The sultry voice sounded again: "I can't imagine that Zhang Sangongzi, who made the soul of Jianghuai women dream in the past, also had fear, haha......"

Lin Fanghe calmed down instead, this is what makes him different from ordinary people, the more dangerous he is, the more he can arouse his interest.

Who could she be, and why was her tone so full of heart-wrenching hints?

Suddenly, his heart trembled, a woman who haunted him from time to time and accompanied him through an unforgettable time, which he had been deeply buried in his heart, and who had always been unwilling to dare or not mention to others. Lin Fanghe hoarsely raised his voice and asked softly, "Liu'er, is it you?"

The sultry voice became infinitely gentle in an instant, and there was even a slight moan mixed in it, which made Lin Fanghe suddenly travel back to many years ago with this voice. At that time, he was still a young man in the wind of Yushu, and on that bone-eroding night of spring flowers and autumn moons, on the flower boat of the Qinhuai River, a fiery delicate body threw himself into his arms unstoppably! Immediately afterwards, a cold voice blew into the ear drums: "It's hard for you to remember my Liu Fanhua!"

"Stealing the sky and changing the day, the world has changed hands. Ever since the net appeared, I should have thought of you. ”

A glowing face floated to and fro in the boundless darkness.

As soon as he saw this face, Lin Fanghe felt like he had fallen into the abyss from which he could never recover. Is this Liu Er, the timid pretty girl who was born in Houmen, or Wan Guifei, who grew up in the deep palace and did not smile? In my memory, Liu Fanhua's voice and smile are not so cold and boring? Lin Fanghe's sword eyebrows were raised: "Who are you, my name is Liu Er, who let you come out to swagger!"

Liu Fanhua smiled coldly, and his voice was cold: "What is easy to ask for priceless treasures, it is rare to have a lover, it is all a lie!

Before the words fell, he used his palm as a sword, floated over, and a "prosperous fall" sealed Lin Fanghe's front and back. This move seems ordinary, but in fact it contains the most complex sword styles. The palm of his fist was full of strong wind, and his retreat was completely blocked up and down, left and right!

Lin Fanghe opened his palm and took three steps back: "What a powerful swordsmanship!"

The other party did not spare him, his body was like a ghost, his palm was extremely calm, and he hooked his backhand, and hit his shoulder with a "bang". Lin Fanghe's body retreated, leaning against the stone wall behind him, his breathing quickening: "The technique is so vicious, the moves are stubborn and weird, you must not be the Liu Er in my memory?"

"Liu Er died early. The ghost-like woman said coldly: "Now what you are facing is just a shell locked in the deep palace and has long lost its soul!"