"Laugh, do some more songs!" Liuyun looked at me.

"Let's have a song about the rivers and lakes!" I thought to myself.

"Jianghu Road?" Liuyun glanced slightly, "You even know this famous guzheng song?"

"Ever since I inquired about your Zhenghu ensemble, I've been hooked on your music and looked at some things. I said to Liuyun, "I can't fiddle with it, but I can feel the beauty of your kind of thing!"

"Haha, it seems that I met a bosom friend with Hongye today!" Liuyun smiled, and the erhu pulled, and a melodious voice came, "Hongye, let's not devote ourselves to playing this song on Jianghu Road!"

"Okay, I would like to offer the sound of the piano for my bosom friend!" The sound of the red leaves sounded, the ancient music was narrated, and the taste of vicissitudes resounded all over the cliff.

This music attracted the sword god, and the sword god released the sword energy in his hand, looking sideways at the place where the flowing clouds and red leaves were playing, and it seemed that this song sang to the heart of the sword god.

The sword god has walked the rivers and lakes all his life, and he has a deep feeling for this first river and lake road.

A sword smashed the water on the ground without regrets, and kept splashing towards the sword god.

Listening to the melody in the song, my heart was touched, and I couldn't help but move my thoughts, and I opened my mouth to chant along with the melody in the song, "Jianghu Road, when will you return?"

Liuyun glanced at me and encouraged me to continue.

At this time, the sword god dodged back again and again, dodging the splash kicked by a sword without regrets with his toes, and I continued to speak with the sound of the kite, "I sigh, the sword is speechless." ”

The music rose up, as if recalling the extraordinary life of a Jianghu person, a sword without regrets, a company commander roared, and chased the sword god with a splash.

"Draw the sword to help, remove injustice, sweep the enemy, and eliminate grievances. I looked at the footsteps of a sword without regrets and said heavily.

Four sentences in a row, following the music. The sound of the zither was accompanied by the powerful beating of my voice, which filled my sentences with a sense of power.

A sword rushed in front of the sword god without regrets, and under the sword god's sword qi under the mask, a sword without regrets flipped up from the air, and when he reached the back of the sword god, he raised his fist and attacked the sword god. The sword god lunged forward and scurried to the shore.

The sound of the zither is melodious, the sound of the erhu is beating, and the people in the rivers and lakes seem to be sighing lightly.

"Where's the wine?" I groaned aloud, slamming my fists on the water. A splash was thrown, and a sword rushed to the shore in the splash without regrets.

The sound of the erhu and the sound of the zither merge together, and the music is flat.

"Let go of obsession, the heart is natural!" I walked along to the gentle music. When Yijian Wuregret was about to go ashore, the sword god stood on the shore, and the sword qi was released in all directions, forcing Yijian Wuregret to shake his body to dodge, unable to go ashore.

The sound of Zheng Hu then shows the scene of a Jianghu person thinking about the road ahead,

"Don't look back, fight with the sword. Don't ask for directions, poor rivers and mountains!" I walked to the edge of the cliff, looked at the wet sword god and a sword without regrets, and said the last four sentences.

A sword without regrets suddenly roared. Regardless of his body, he rushed up from the gap in the sword god's sword qi, blood floated on the shoulder of Yijian Wuregret, and the sword god was stunned for a moment, and was smashed on the shoulder by Yijian Wuregret's punch. The sword god rolled out.

"No Regrets......

"Sword God ......"

At the moment of crisis, Situ Jing and King Zhennan screamed at the same time.

The sound of the erhu and the guzheng became more and more agitated, and the guzheng rolled. Erhu trembled. Two instruments in symphony.

Yijian Wuregret roared and chased after the sword god, the sword god rolled on the ground a few times, his whole body flew up from the ground, swept over the top of Yijian Wuregret's head, and returned to the river, covering his shoulders and looking at Yijian Wuregret. Yijian turned his head without regrets, his shoulders were red, and he looked at the sword god on the river with an indifferent expression.

"Good!" Momiji shouted, and the sound of the kite stopped and lingered. This song Jianghu Road is perfectly interpreted.

"Good sentence!" Liuyun put down the stem.

"It should be a good poem!" Momiji corrected on the side.

"I said a few words of nonsense!" I didn't look back, and said to the two of them, "Even the rhyme is not neat, I can't help but be infected by your music!"

"It's really good!" Momiji looked at me from the sidelines.

"That's because you two work well together!" I turned my head to look at Ruyun and Momiji, who were fitting my sentence appropriately according to my voice.

"Don't be modest, I finally have a real soulmate with Momiji!" Liuyun smiled sincerely.

"I'm really honored to be the bosom friend of Liuyun and Red Leaves!" I appreciate the music of these two people in my heart, and their musical attainments can only be matched by the sentence that has never been seen before or since.

"Sister Momiji, you must teach me!" Han Ruxue ran to Momiji's side, stretched out her hand and stroked the guzheng, making an irregular rhythm.

"Okay! As long as you love to learn, I will teach you!" Momiji smiled and agreed.

"Young man, the road I have walked, you have to re-walk!" the sword god shouted at this time, the sound reverberated throughout the canyon, and everyone's attention returned to the sword god.

The sword god rushed towards a sword without regrets, the sword qi in his hand was sent out with all his strength, and the sword without regrets swayed on the shore, and all those sword qi swept past his side.

The extreme speed of a sword without regrets was used again, and when he reached the side of the sword god, his fist slammed into it, and without the sword in his hand, he could only fight with his own body.

"Liuyun and red leaves, another battle typhoon!" I waved my hand at the two of them, "Fight for the two of them!"

"Okay!" Liuyun shouted, and the erhu was pulled, and the sonorous slaughter. The flowing clouds of the zither struck next, and the golden drums resonated.

The fierce and fierce voice of the battle typhoon made Yijian have no regrets and the fighting spirit of the sword god was greatly increased, and they went all out, all of them were challenging their limits. Since the two fought yesterday to the present, they have not eaten a grain of rice, and they are relying on their own spirit to persevere.

The piano rod in Liuyun's hand was pulled quickly, and Momiji's hands quickly changed their techniques, and the music was full of battle spirit.

The usually indifferent sword without regrets has been completely released today, and the roar is practiced, like a lion full of fighting spirit, shocking his opponent.

The sword god was still calm, the sword qi protected the whole body, a sword without regrets fist waved, and the two of them continued to consume their bodies in the stimulation of the music.

The cries of applause from the edge of the cliff kept coming.

The two men separated again after a violent collision, gasping slightly.

The music of the fierce battle typhoon turned sharply, from fierce to dull, and the dark house before dawn seemed like a precursor to a storm.

A sword without regrets and a sword god stared at each other, both accumulating their last strength.

"Cang Lang Lang!" The music became fierce again, and the threat of death rushed to my mind with thousands of troops rushing to forget about it, and rushing to the battlefield with the honor of killing the enemy in my heart.

"Sword God, take my trick and try it!" Yijian roared again without regrets, and smashed into the water with all the strength of his body, and a heavy water curtain rose from there, all of which covered the sword god, drowning the sword god.

The first battle typhoon of Liuyun and Momiji reached its climax, as if it were in the clouds, as if in the mountains.

A sword without regrets rushed up when the river rushed towards the sword god, and drilled into the water curtain, and the shouts of the two came from the water curtain.

The water curtain fell, showing the sword god who was wet all over his body and a sword without regrets, I clearly saw a sword without regrets running above the sword god, head and foot, a fist smashed down the sword god's head, the speed was amazing, and it was on top of the sword god's head, but he hesitated slightly, the direction changed, and he smashed down to the shoulder.

At the same time, the sword qi in the left hand of the sword god burst out, and the right palm slapped out at the same time, and the fist without regrets had not yet smashed into the shoulder of the sword god, and the whole person flipped out of the air, and a stream of blood spurted out of the air.

The music stopped. A sword fell far to the surface of the water without regrets, and fell into it with a pop.

The sword god swayed on the water, as if he couldn't stand

"No regrets!"

"Sword God!"

Situ Jing and King Zhennan shouted at the same time and rushed forward.

I touched the ground under my feet, swept out like a gust of wind, surpassed Situ Jing and King Zhennan, I originally rushed directly to the place where the sword fell without regrets, and when I arrived at the sword god's side, I saw that the sword god seemed to have exhausted his last strength after using these two moves, and he couldn't support it anymore, and he was about to fall, so I grabbed the sword god, and pushed the sword god towards my rear.

King Zhennan is right behind me, and when I slam it over, King Zhennan can just catch his brother. I plunged into the water with a pop, jumped to the place where a sword fell into the river without regrets, and used all my strength to get underwater.

Yijian had no regrets spitting bubbles in his mouth, flowing with the current under the water, and the river around him was dyed red.

I rushed to the side of Ichiken Wuregret, grabbed Yijian's unrepentant hand, pulled him into my arms, and rushed out of the water with a closed airstream and landed on the shore.

"No regrets with a sword, how are you?" King Zhennan was waiting on the shore with his brother in his arms, and the sword god closed his eyes tightly this time, motionless.

Yijian Wuregret didn't speak, his breath was weak, I pressed Yijian Wuregret's chest, trying to force out the water in Yijian's chest cavity, and the water spit out of Yijian's mouth was full of blood.

"No regrets!" Situ Jing rushed to my side, looked at the blood spit out by a sword without regrets, and cried bitterly.

I examined the wound of a sword without remorse, and found a hole in my chest, bleeding out.

A drunken half-monk rushed to my side, his fingers out, and sealed the acupuncture point on the chest of a sword without regrets. A bunch of people came over and tightly surrounded a sword without regrets.

"Quick, eat this pill!" "A sword is red, take out a pill and stuff it into a sword's mouth without regrets.

I tore off my clothes, wrapped Yijian Wuregret's chest, hugged Yijian Wuregret in my arms and rushed all the way, and shouted to the king of Zhennan next to me, "Go back to the house for treatment!"

No regrets, you can't die, I brought you out of that small county, I don't want you to end up like this. If it weren't for me, you would be the boss of your Hanhan bun shop, and you wouldn't have to worry about today's ending. As I rushed, I prayed silently in my heart. (To be continued......)