Sword narration is painful in the world

After hearing the sudden shouting, the crowd directly south started to commotion.

At this time, I saw a strong white horse galloping towards me, with a strong man sitting on the handsome horse. Before the horse could stand firm, the man kicked his feet up and down, and his body was already swung from the saddle. He stood up, then saw him leaning forward slightly, using a graceful swallow to draw water, and then flew into the middle of the fighting crowd.

"Ah Airman"

There was a burst of surprise and admiration in the crowd. Nan Gonglang, Fuzhi and his group, Hong Lingquan, Song Yu and others were all stunned for a moment.

When everyone looked up, Hong Lingquan recognized this person immediately.

Isn't this the young man who splashed dirty water on him while riding a horse in the gate tower on the first day he entered Huai'an Mansion?

I saw that the person who came was wearing a green hat, a blue short waistcoat, a cross-loop hero belt, a double knotted butterfly buckle, crotch trousers, green thin-soled fast boots, and a long-edged sword under his ribs. .

This person stood forward at this moment, and he looked so majestic, as if he were made of steel. It was so shocking that everyone stepped back.

The old thief Nan Gonglang couldn't help but gasped when he saw this man. When he saw the man's menace and extraordinary skill, he knew that this man had at least more than ten years of martial arts. Otherwise, how could he fly here from such a distance? .

Seeing that this person was as light as a swallow and that he didn't move at all after landing, Nan Gonglang thought to himself: "Who is this person?"

At this time, the young man sneered twice and then said:

"Have you eaten the heart of a bear or the gall of a leopard? How dare you, under a clear sky and in broad daylight, to rob Chao Yan, a fourth-grade official? Do you think you are not afraid of the king's law? If you are willing to listen to my good advice, you can go immediately. Go to the government office to plead guilty, and if you dare to say even half a word of "no," I will kill you immediately."

As he said that, the man pointed his hand towards Nan Gonglang.

When the old thief Nan Gonglang heard this, he sneered twice and said to himself:

The hair on your nipples has not faded, your milk is still smelly, and you are still a yellow-billed duck. You dare to brag and show off in front of me, so he shouted loudly:

"Young man, please stop being arrogant and tell me your name first."

After hearing this, the man sneered again, pressed the scabbard with his left hand, grasped the hilt of the sword with his right hand, and immediately drew the sword.

Everyone saw a sudden flash of cold light, dazzling people's eyes. Once they saw it, they knew that this sword was extraordinary. It was a rare sword that could definitely cut grass in the wind, cut iron like mud, and kill people without blood.

The man shook his sword and said arrogantly:

"Ask me who I am, it is

I, if you don’t go to court, I will kill your dogs today.”

After hearing this, Nan Gonglang became furious again. He said to himself that even though Yu Wuyang was so powerful, he couldn't talk to me like this. You, a little untouchable, dared to insult me ​​like this, so he cursed again:

"Whoever goes up, quickly take his head for me."

As soon as Nan Gonglang finished speaking, he saw his eldest disciple, Golden Eyed Yingfu, flashing his silver spear in his hand and saying:

"Master, please don't worry, I can easily get a coward like him."

"Well, don't underestimate the enemy. You have to be more careful."

Just as Nan Gonglang was giving instructions, Fuzhi stepped forward with a bright silver gun in hand and shouted:

"Friend, let me be clear first. My gun will not kill nameless ghosts."

The man looked Fuzhi over with one glance and then said:

"Well, I'm afraid you don't have enough status, so don't overestimate your capabilities. Go back quickly and call your master, Nangong Lang, the king of hell."

Fuzhi was so humiliated that his face turned red and his eyes widened with anger. He suddenly shook the handle of his bright silver gun and stabbed the man in the throat.

Facing the incoming gun, he saw the man holding a sword and standing there motionless, not dodging or dodging, as if he didn't even blink an eyelid.

Seeing that the enemy was so arrogant, Fuzhi immediately thought to himself:

Why is this man still standing there? Don't you know that if this bright silver gun passes by, it will pierce your throat and make you splatter with blood immediately?

At this moment, Hong Lingquan roughly understood that this person was a friend, and everyone was sweating for him. They were very grateful to him for resolving the immediate crisis, but they also felt that this person was a bit too crazy. How long had it been before, and he was still making fun of his life? Playing pretending games and putting on airs.

So, who is this person?

The visitor's surname was Leng, whose given name was Feng Ye. He was from Taiyuan Prefecture in Shanxi Province. His father, Leng Gang, once served as the minister of the Ministry of War in the court. He was an upright and upright man and had always been at odds with Yan Rong and his gang of corrupt officials.

Therefore, Leng Gang was falsely accused and sent to death row by Yan Rong. Thanks to the strong guarantee of the old prime minister Li Chaozhong, he was spared the annihilation of the nine tribes. The emperor, not knowing what was going on, convicted him of treason and beheaded him alone at Caishikou. .

At that time, Leng Fengye was only eight years old. With the help of her family, her mother, Zhang, buried her husband's body and took her son Feng Ye back to her hometown of Taiyuan Prefecture in Shanxi Province for burial.

Because Leng Gang was an upright official and did not have much accumulated wealth, and only one family member was left behind, so the three of them settled in their hometown and lived an ordinary life from then on.

Leng Fengye has been strong and smart since he was a child. He likes to dance with guns and sticks, and his personality is as stubborn as his father.

Mother Zhang was very upset when she saw this. She swore to heaven that she would never let her son enter the court as an official.

Therefore, she hired a husband for Leng Fengye and only taught him Chinese writing and literacy. She planned to let him go into business in the future so that he could support his family.

Although Leng Fengye was young, he was very decisive. Knowing that his father was murdered by Yan Rong, he secretly made up his mind to avenge his father when he grew up.

Therefore, Leng Fengye believed that the goal could not be achieved through mere ingenuity. He must learn to use swords, guns and sticks, and practice martial arts well in order to take revenge.

Therefore, he often did not listen to his teacher's teachings and had the most trouble reading and writing. His mother, Mrs. Zhang, was very worried when she saw this. She shed tears many times and said to him earnestly:

"Son, our Leng family has been a scholar for generations. Your father is an official of the imperial court. Why don't you want to study? If you are a good son of my mother, study hard from now on and don't practice martial arts anymore. Wait for it in the future. You grow up, marry a wife, have children, find a way to make a living, and don’t stop smoking cigarettes for three generations of the Leng family’s ancestors, then your mother will be worthy of your father in the underworld.”

However, no matter how much his mother persuaded him, Leng Fengye still refused to study hard and often skipped school. If his teacher pushed him too hard, he would talk back to him and once even broke the old teacher's glasses.

Just like that, after several gentlemen were driven away by him in anger, no one dared to teach in Leng Mansion.

Mrs. Zhang was so worried about this that she suffered from a serious illness, so she asked someone to invite her husband.

However, all the teachers in these eight villages knew that the naughty son of the Leng family not only didn't like studying, but also dared to hit the teacher, so no one wanted to come here again.

Another year passed, Leng Fengye was nine years old, and his body was very strong, but he was still

She doesn't like reading, so Zhang was so angry that she secretly shed tears all day long.

When Leng Fengye saw his mother, he was so sad for himself. Naturally, he felt very sad. He knelt in front of his mother and said:

"Mom, don't be sad. My child, listen to your teachings. Everyone has his or her own ambitions. I just don't like reading those poems written by Confucius. It gives me a headache when I hear them. But please rest assured, I will definitely be worthy of my mother and the betrayal of the traitor."

Father Shen, who was killed in the underworld, would never bring shame to the Leng family ancestors. "

When Mrs. Zhang heard what her child said, she felt some comfort in her heart, so she called her servant Leng Fu and said:

"Feng Ye has realized something. You can find a way to hire another gentleman nearby."

After receiving the order from his mistress, Leng Fu knew that no one would dare to come here within a few dozen miles, so he posted a few notices recruiting gentlemen in the streets and towns, thinking that there might be gentlemen from other places who did not know the details. , let’s try our luck