The rain has been falling, not loud, but long. The two sides stood opposite each other, neither of them had umbrellas, as warriors, these light rains were naturally nothing, but the result of staring was unpleasant.

Zhong Wanqiu couldn't say anything, he took a step forward, "Boy, you sit peacefully outside my valley, you are very bold." "A flash of lightning broke through the sky, and the rain began to fall more rapidly.

The light tore through the night in an instant, Pan Dao smiled and glanced at the blood-stained red stone tablet outside the valley, he looked directly at Zhong Wanqiu, "I don't have the surname Duan, why should I be afraid." ”

I don't have a surname Duan, what about entering the valley, can you still do it to me. Pan Dao's eyes narrowed slightly, he didn't believe that Zhong Wanqiu would kill him at this time. In fact, Zhong Wanqiu not only wants to kill Duan Zhengchun all the time, but also likes to kill the young little white face. And Pan Dao thinks he is very handsome, but compared with Duan Yu, Murong Fu, Ding Yiyun and others, he is too ordinary and ordinary.

Zhong Wanqiu's face turned pale, he didn't expect the other party to mention this stubble, and couldn't help but say angrily, "I hope your kung fu is as good as your mouth." He slapped it out, and the wind slapped away the rain.

Mu Wanqing saw that her palm was powerful, and she couldn't help but be anxious, "Be careful." Qin Hongmian couldn't be sure of her daughter's thoughts, her eyes were murderous, "Another playboy." ”

Pan Dao's long sword was drawn, and the seven-star swordsmanship shook the light changeably, swinging the raindrops and stabbing at Zhong Wanqiu with a sword. It's a pity that he won't be frightened by the wind and rain sword, otherwise it will be much more powerful on such a rainy day.

Zhong Wanqiu stretched out his palm, and the internal force operated to slap the sword body, and at the same time pointed out. Pan Dao's body suddenly turned, and a yang finger burst out, and a burst of qi attacked.

Zhong Wanqiu was furious. "Good boy, you also said that you don't have the surname Duan. The peerless Yang finger of the Dali royal family, you will too. "He didn't notice it for a while, and when he dodged, he was a bit wolf. When he came back to his senses, he didn't leave his hand behind, and his body was pressed down with a palm.

Pan Dao mentioned the internal breath, his swordsmanship changed to the Tianshu style, a sword slashed out domineeringly, and the sword qi swept through the dense rain. Zhong Wanqiu didn't choose to avoid it at all, and his internal strength spat out. The big palm transforms into a form to disperse the sword qi. The body squeezed in front of Pan Dao, and the sneer on his lips continued.

Qin Hongmian and Gan Baobao didn't expect that the young man in front of them would have a yang finger, could it be his son again. Seeing Zhong Wanqiu's merciless move, he couldn't help but exclaim. "Zhong Wanqiu. Exercise restraint. ”

Zhong Wanqiu heard that his woman asked his subordinates to show mercy. couldn't help but be even more angry, and his moves were even more vicious. Pan Dao's eyes narrowed, but he didn't care. It seems that Zhong Wanqiu was annoyed and angry, and made up his mind to teach himself a lesson. But thinking about it, he wouldn't kill himself, after all, Duan Yanqing didn't put it there to watch.

Pan Dao's figure carried Jin Yangong to dodge, and stabbed at Zhong Wanqiu with a sword technique, and at the same time shouted in his mouth, "Why, can you have the surname Duan with a yang finger?" Or do you just dare to make a move on the younger generation?"

The corners of Zhong Wanqiu's mouth were ruthless, obviously talking about his sore spots. "Shut up, you know what. If not...... Lao Tzu had already destroyed the Dali royal family. He didn't say why, but it was conceivable that it had to do with it.

Duan Yanqing was also curious, but he didn't ask, everyone has their own secrets. I remember that when I first met him, Zhong Wanqiu was also extremely handsome, high-spirited, and had excellent martial arts.

"My surname is Duan, and I am the prince of Yanqing. Let's go have a drink together, I've made you a friend?" the young Duan Yanqing stretched out his hand, his eyes firm and confident.

"We don't know each other if we don't fight. My name is Zhong Tao, and you are a good person. I like that we're friends from today onwards. Zhong Tao's hand held Duan Yanqing, and friendship began at this moment.

Time passed quickly, and one day, Duan Yanqing suddenly asked, "Brother Zhong, why did you come to the palace for?"

Zhong Tao thought for a while, and replied in a condensed voice, "Find someone." His eyes were full of anticipation, but as the days went by, he began to become a little anxious, and his anger was often uncontrollable.

Duan Yanqing punched him in the face, pressed his body tightly, and promised very solemnly, "Brother Zhong, don't worry." As long as I become the emperor of Dali, I will devote all my strength to find someone for you. ”

The fire was raging, Dali's palace became a sea of fire, Zhong Tao rushed in regardless of his own safety, "Duan Yanqing, where are you." Answer me quickly, I will save you, answer me quickly. ”

The sword light slashed, and several black-clothed people made the knife qi vertical and horizontal, Zhong Tao's figure continued to dodge, and he punched out, and his strength turned into shape. Bloody fighting, this is a man's friendship, and the wine is as pure.

The palace collapsed, and his figure was buried. Duan Yanqing fell in pain in the grass, his body as black as coal, and his whole body was burned. He saw Zhong Tao breaking into the palace alone for himself, how did he return this friendship. Duan Yanqing wanted to speak, but he couldn't make a sound, so he could only watch what happened.

Who said that men don't flick when they have tears, but they don't go to the sad place. Duan Yanqing hates the injustice of the sky and hates the land, he would rather not know Zhong Tao at the beginning, for a promise, is it worth it?

Men's promises are sometimes deeper than the sea and higher than the sky. Zhong Tao walked out of the fallen palace covered in blood, he knelt on the ruins, and a drop of male tears fell, "Duan Yanqing, I'm sorry." I know who killed you, but I can't avenge you, I still have to find someone, and when I find someone, I will naturally kill in Dali and hate you. ”

Duan Yanqing cried with joy, he understood Zhong Tao's distress, but he still didn't know who Zhong Tao was looking for. Duan Yanqing looked at his back, "I don't need you to avenge me, live well." If I don't die, I will make the world fall for you. I swear, I must become the emperor, and I will definitely help you find someone. ”

Zhong Tao stood up, his face was injured, and it was impossible to regain his handsomeness, but he didn't regret it. Wiping the blood from his face, he raised his breath and shouted, "From today on, my name is Zhong Wanqiu." If this revenge is not avenged, it will never be recovered. Zhong Wanqiu's figure flashed, he fought all the way, and disappeared.

Many years later, Zhong Wanqiu and Duan Yanqing met again by chance in Wuliang Mountain, but in the vast sea of people, things have long been different. Zhong Wanqiu looked at the crippled Duan Yanqing, his voice was so helpless, "After all these years, why didn't you come to me?"

Duan Yanqing looked at the injured Zhong Wanqiu, and his tone was sad, "I'm sorry, but I want to take revenge with my own strength." When I ascend to the throne, I will have the face to see you. ”

"We're friends and I don't care. Zhong Wanqiu looked at him and said, his eyes full of sincerity.

"But I care. Duan Yanqing's ventriloquist was hoarse.

The two were silent for a while, and finally Duan Yanqing asked, "After so many years, has the person you are looking for found it?"

Zhong Wanqiu shook his head, "No." ”

The wind blew the coolness, and for a long time, the two of them still stood like this, and no one spoke. Zhong Wanqiu said, "You really don't want to go back with me. We are friends, brothers, and I can help you. ”

"Nope. Duan Yanqing still refused.

Zhong Wanqiu threw the jade pendant in his arms back to Duan Yanqing, "This is what you gave me when you and I intersected, and now I will return it to you." We weren't friends anymore. He turned and walked away.

Can a person who is unwilling to accept help from his friends still be considered his own brother?

Duan Yanqing took the jade pendant and stroked the dragon pattern on it, and his body temperature on it, he kept it very well, very well. Tears filled his eyes, he looked at his distant figure, and couldn't help but shout, "You don't think I'm a friend, but I'll always treat you as my brother." ”

Zhong Wanqiu paused, but he still left. Duan Yanqing didn't shed tears, he had already become strong. Alone in the wind, let yourself be alone and sad.

"If you fail, you can't get along. Come to the Valley of Ten Thousand Enemies in the Boundless Mountains to look for me, but I hope we never see each other. Zhong Wanqiu still didn't hold back, and his voice came from afar.

A piece of jade pendant doesn't mean anything, and if you don't have it, you're a brother. This friendship has long been integrated into the blood, into the bone marrow, and into the soul. Duan Yanqing smiled, the mountain breeze was blowing, and the sun was shining on his body, he was so happy.

The sword, stabbing through, the sword light shining. Pan Dao was not affected by Zhong Wanqiu's momentum, he still dared to swing his sword in the face of innate nature. The swordsmanship is changeable, or domineering, or righteous and awe-inspiring, his heart is always the same, and if you can't beat it, you can also recognize me. (To be continued......)