[Happy Mid-Autumn Festival, if you have a ticket, give a ticket!]

The sunset is infinitely good, just near dusk.

On the mountain road, a solid-colored white horse dragged a half-damaged carriage slowly forward, driven by a white-haired young man with a baby in his arms, and the passengers in the carriage were two dead people!

A man and a woman, a couple, they love each other hand in hand during their lifetime, and they will sleep together after death, perhaps, this is the greatest luck for a couple!

"Brother Jiang, Brother Jiang, I really can't stand you, if I hadn't awakened too late, and I lost a lot of memories when I crossed the world barrier, I wouldn't have let you lose your life like this, alas, ......" A sigh, the white-haired young man couldn't help coughing.

This embodiment was derived when the deity was wounded, and it has been a long time since it was separated from the cracks of the world, and it has been lost to such a small world, how can it completely repair the origin, so it left such a sick root and made him an unlucky sick ghost.

The lack of memory, the remaining point, is no longer enough for him to know the direction of this world in advance, he can only ignorantly follow the trajectory of heaven and earth, looking for an opportunity to detach.

The moon gradually climbed up to the treetops, and in the distance, on a field by the roadside, there was a bonfire, and two hares were roasting, and in front of the fire was a sword, and beside the sword sat a man, and in the distance, the man shouted loudly to the white-haired youth: "Friend, it is getting late, why don't you come and rest, I invite you to eat meat." ”

"Huh?" a deep groan, the white-haired young man put the baby in his arms in the car, and then. Taking the next step, the person had already crossed a distance of more than ten zhang and appeared next to the fire out of thin air. At this time, Fang saw clearly the eight-foot man in ragged clothes sitting in front of him. Under the light of the fire, shining on his two thick eyebrows like splashing ink, shining on his angular cheekbones, and shining on his face's blue and oozing beard.

He was dressed like a beggar in rags, and even the soles of the straw shoes he wore under his feet were worn out, but his eyes were red at the moment and the murderous aura revealed from time to time made people dare not underestimate him, like a tiger nesting in the grass ready to fight at any time.

"Ahem...... It turned out to be you, what did you come to do. Do you want to ask me for Brother Jiang's child?" The white-haired young man spoke in a deep voice, and in an instant, he could already clearly sense the incomparably sharp sword intent on the other party's body, there are countless swordsmen in the world, but there is only one person who can have such attainments!

"Although it was only two days, it was rumored in the rivers and lakes that there was a mysterious white-haired young man who rescued Jiang Feng's orphan from the hands of the master of the Shifting Flower Palace, Invite Yue. No one in the world knew the identity of the mysterious white-haired youth. But I knew it was you. The man beside the bonfire spoke indifferently, and there was no doubt between his words: "Give the child to me, and I will teach him all my swordsmanship without reservation." ”

"Hah!" the white-haired young man chuckled. A bit of mockery appeared on his pale face: "I took the child from Invite Yue's hands, and now you let me hand him over to you with one mouth, why?"

"Why should you know. The man said in a deep voice, "I admit that you mean well." But don't forget, you're a sick person after all. How do you raise your child to grow up? Not to mention teaching him to become a talented person and learn to become a master. to avenge his parents!"

"Joke!" the white-haired young man snorted coldly, and turned his hand into a palm, and in an instant, the clouds and mist changed, and the palm power surged, like a surging tide, and swept out in an instant.

"Good palm technique!" A flash of appreciation flashed in the man's blood-red eyes, and he saw that he raised his sword finger in his left hand, and suddenly a sword intent burst out, and the sword qi came out through the finger, and with a volley in the air, it slashed in front of the white-haired young man's palm, cutting through the clouds and mist and scattering, bursting into waves of air ripples and shocks.

He still had an indifferent look on his face, and said indifferently: "It's a pity, you are sick after all, and you can't go all out." ”

"Ahem....... so what, even if I can't clean you up, what can you do with me?" The white-haired young man snorted lightly in his mouth, and when he changed his hand, another palm flew out, and the palm power surging and surging, setting off boundless clouds and mist to twist and change, it was indescribably strange!

"What a powerful palm technique!" Seeing the white-haired young man change his move, the man subconsciously praised him, and between his hands, his finger sword broke through the air, and the sword qi he swallowed was like a long sword across the air, whistling through the wind and clouds, blocking the white-haired youth's palm.

Although he is a sick and weak body, the white-haired young man's movements are fast and fierce, and his palm power is even more powerful, and there are endless clouds and mist in the majesty, and it is like a surging tide, layer upon layer, endless!

The man was surprised in his heart, but he refused to show weakness, blocked the sword finger and slashed into the air, and with the infinite exquisite sword momentum, he fought with the white-haired young man.

Both of them are the world's top masters, when they shoot, they seem to have no rules, but in fact, they have already cultivated martial arts to an incredible realm, a move and a style, all of them are easy, but they are wonderful to the peak, even if it is a simple trick, in the hands of the two of them, it is coherent but also like a cloud of water, and the danger between the demolition is very.

The man asked himself that his swordsmanship was superb, and there were few opponents in the world, but the opponent's palm skills were also incomparably deep, and he couldn't help but see the joy of hunting when he got this opponent, and he was happy for a while. With his fingers as a sword, the sword qi that he swallowed turned into the most exquisite sword moves, one move and one style, all of which were natural and wonderful to the peak.

Although the white-haired young man has a sick person, but his cultivation has really reached the point of reaching the peak, he can always find out the flaws in the man's sword road, and after a while, the palm momentum increases, the eyes are on, the flaws are, the offensive is like a surging tide, it is really endless, and he has the upper hand.

"Ahem......." However, after the two fought for a long time, the white-haired young man couldn't stop coughing, feeling the water element in his body churning, and there were faint signs of expansion.

The flaws of his body have not yet been repaired, the more he moves, the more he will pull the water element to grow, and the faster his martial arts grow, the more unbearable his body becomes.

The man also noticed the change in the white-haired youth's qi, and immediately quickly pulled back, withdrew from the battle circle, and smiled indifferently: "There is no need to fight anymore, what you said is very right, even if you are sick, I can't help you, and if you continue to fight, it will just be a waste of time." ”

"Yan Nantian!" The white-haired young man snorted coldly: "Why do you need to stop first? After three breaths, my Black Water Xuangong will make another breakthrough, and when the time comes, you will definitely be defeated." ”

"The black water is surging, sweeping the world!" Yan Nantian praised sincerely: "At the beginning, when Brother Jiang Feng and I heard this sentence from your mouth, we would never believe it, but it turns out that this Xuan Gong condensed by your epiphany is really powerful, but unfortunately, the disease on your body does not allow you to continue to break through in a short period of time, after three breaths, if you break through, although your strength will be doubled, but the disease will be more serious." ”

"Ha!" The white-haired young man smiled coldly: "It turns out that the number one divine sword in the world also has a time when it is soft?" It is rumored that there is no girl in the world who can resist Jiang Feng's slight smile, and there is no hero who can resist Yan Nantian's light sword....... it seems that there are times when the rumors go wrong!"

Hearing this, Yan Nantian couldn't help but smile bitterly, shook his head and sighed: "Rumors, after all, are just rumors, alas...... If it weren't for that, Brother Feng wouldn't have fallen to where he is today......"

The white-haired young man snorted coldly, raised his hand, and suddenly took the baby in the car into his hand from a distance of more than ten zhang away, and then handed it to Yan Nantian, and said coldly: "Here you go." ”

"Is this Brother Feng's child?" Yan Nantian hurriedly and carefully took the baby in his hand, "It's a pity that he lost his parents when he was so young, alas, ......"

At this moment, the baby in his arms suddenly cried, his hand shook, the baby's cry became louder, so that Yan Nantian, who was known as the world's number one divine sword, didn't know what to do for a while, and asked in a loud voice: "What's wrong with this child? Isn't he hungry?"

"I just fed him leopard milk not long ago, how could he be hungry so soon?" The white-haired young man said indifferently: "I think this child must be wet, Yan Nantian, give me the child, I want to change his diaper!"

"Uh, okay......." Yan Nantian also knew that he was a big man, and this kind of 'delicate work' of taking care of children was better than leaving it to other people's 'professionals', and he couldn't help but smile slightly when he saw the white-haired young man skillfully taking out diapers from the carriage and changing them for the baby.

After the white-haired young man finished everything, he patted the child gently, and asked Yan Nantian, "Yan Daxia, do you still want to take the child away from me now?"

"This ........." Yan Nantian hesitated for a while: "I can not take the child away, but you can't stop me from handing over the child's martial arts, I don't want Brother Feng's child to practice that Laoshizi's black water Xuangong with you, and become sick." ”

"Your wedding dress magic skills are not much better!" the white-haired young man said angrily: "Look at your skills, you have almost reached the eighth layer, within three years, you have to scatter your skills and recultivate!"

When Yan Nantian heard this, he couldn't help but be speechless for a while, and then changed the topic and said: "Okay, let's not talk about this matter first, let's talk about revenge for Brother Feng first, except for the Shifting Flower Palace, Brother Feng's death is inseparable from Jiang Qin's little brute, if it weren't for his ingratitude, betrayal and glory, and inform Brother Feng of the route of elopement with Huayue slave, it would not have killed Brother Feng and his wife, a certain family will definitely not spare him, and when the day dawns, I will go to the Valley of the Wicked to destroy him!" (To be continued......)