Flying leaves, reeds and grass like waves, the long river is vast. Everything is misty in the morning sun.

Xie Jun and Xuanse's backs were pulled even thinner by the morning light at the ferry. He was alone looking back at the vast fields and the rolling ridges beyond. Waiting, is the only thing he can do. Suddenly, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes:

The blue-and-white tall horse swept through the field like a whirlwind. The shadow of the white fox on the horse's back is the man who rides the wind. Behind him, there are three horsemen accompanying him, there are elegant scholars, there are enchanting women, and there are also old men with flowing hair. Farther away, followed by five swordsmen who went to meet them, all with a dignified demeanor.

"Dead boy!" Chu Tao jumped directly from the horse to Xie Junhe's and bumped him by an elbow.

"Is your hand hurt well?" Xie Junhe glanced at him coldly, "If it's not good, don't be scared, you can't beat me." ”

"Just your skinless and fleshless copper tendons, you're afraid of beating your hands!" Yan Hong teased back.

Xie Junhe still stared at Chu Tao with murderous anger, and he controlled the wind.

"Uh......" Liu Siren sighed, "The young master's injury should not have been able to ride a horse ......"

"Senior Liu!" Chu Tao interrupted, and Liu Siren stopped talking, but Xie Junhe's eyes were a little sharper, forcing Liu Siren to be in a dilemma. Chu Tao smiled: "Junhe, in front of the seniors, know a little etiquette! Don't scare people everywhere like a savage all day long." ”

"I heard rumors that your hands are ......" Xie Junhe paused, swallowed half of his sentence, and said uneasily: "Save a little use, if it's really so wasteful, who will I fight with in the future?"

The atmosphere became strange, and Yan Hong sighed with pity. The rest of the people bowed their heads and groaned.

"Haha!" Wei Chutao said indifferently, "You guy can fight with people wherever he stays, and you're afraid that you won't be able to find an opponent?" Don't worry, you have a docile temperament, and you have been with me for many years, even if you don't have these hands, you won't have any mistakes." ”

"Maniac. Xie Junhe scolded fiercely and walked to the dock. Morale was low all the way.

On the flying leaf crossing, the ship is full of sails, stopping in the reeds, the four fields are quiet, and there are no chasing soldiers.

"Well done. Chu Tao nodded approvingly, "But ......"

"Purple stone works very well. Xie Junhe flipped the purple jade order in his hand, "I haven't tried that the old guys who bully people in the Feather Sword Sect can be so obedient! I got some men from him, a boat. By the way, he slandered him for three jars of wine. ”

"Who said you want to quit drinking?" said the scholar politely.

"Well, after returning to the South Shore, of course. At that time, drinking was in order, right?" Xie Junhe actually asked Chu Tao for instructions seriously.

"How can there be a drunk who doesn't drink?" Chu Tao sneered, "You guy, just lie on the ground, you can't tell whether you are really drunk or fake drunk, who dares to stop you?"

"Yes," Xie Junhe smelled the smell of wine on his body, and waved his fist hatefully, "It's just you crazy man who is willing to accept me, a drunkard, and dare to accept two thieves who don't know where to come!" While dragging himself into the water, he also dragged Yan Hong and the scholar into the water-who made them responsible for stealing Chu Tao's long sword and fast horse? The scholar's feather-by-feather flying step was taught by Chu Tao himself.

Chu Tao laughed loudly, and his clear eyes were very sultry. Enough trouble, the people in front of him no longer bothered about his injury, and the haze dissipated. He shook his head unhurriedly: "Don't be too happy, it's too quiet here, and it's abnormal." Junhe, have you investigated?"

Xie Junhe took a few steps and stretched out his arms to block in front of everyone, not moving.