small rivers and lakes

A glazed lamp next to the main seat illuminates the man's face, and the night is blurry, like a monster, and everyone can't help but exclaim, never expecting that this alcoholic maniac would be so stunning.

Anji knew very well what a ruthless soul lived under this alluring skin, fearing that these people would be bewitched by beauty, he stood up abruptly, pointed at that face and said loudly: "Everyone, don't be fooled by him, he is Su Yuhen, the big devil of the Valley of the Abandoned Wind!"

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As soon as the words fell, everyone stood up abruptly, their bodies tensed up as if they were facing an enemy, and they looked at Su Yuhen vigilantly.

"It's really noisy!" Su Yuhen turned his head slightly, frowned, and said impatiently, "I said before, this title is very ugly..."

"As a demon and heretic, you still think the devil is ugly?" Anji yelled, "Don't do so many bad things if you have the ability! If you do good deeds, no one will call you a big devil!"

Su Yuhen looked at him, and mocked lightly: "You are not big, you talk a lot, I remember you, your saber is good, but it's a pity that it breaks when you flick it."

"What did you say?" Chang Zixuan was startled and angry, "Aji, did this monster break your sword?"

The shame and humiliation that was so hard to cover up was revealed. Anji was a little embarrassed for a while, curled his lips, and said depressedly: "Although this devil's martial arts are not very good, he is hard to guard against. I missed it because I didn't notice it for a while."

"..." Zhong Yi opened her mouth in surprise, thinking that this little bastard is really talking nonsense, you have never done a trick under Su Yuhen's hands...

Anji glared at him and bared his teeth.

Zhong Yi was speechless: Hey, are you still threatening me?

"Good wine! Good wine!" Su Yuhen drank half a jug of fine wine in an instant, wiped the wine stains on his chin, threw the wine jug at Jin Haixue, and laughed loudly: "You girl is good at making wine. let's go."

The big wine jar was approaching menacingly, and the witch hazel didn't rush to catch it. Her vigorous body leaped into the air, and her body was covered with silk and silk swirling like a flying sky. , The roaring wine jar was kicked straight into the sky.

With a crisp sound of the whip, the golden shadow of the whip flashed through the night sky and was firmly wrapped around the wine jar. The witch hazel spun around in place with the long whip, shedding the remaining strength on the wine jar, and landed firmly on the ground.

Withdrawing the long whip, Jin Luxue pulled the golden snake-like whip tail, and squinted at Su Yuhen: "I have been dormant like a turtle for ten years, and now as soon as I come out of the rivers and lakes, I will come to make a big fuss about my night banquet in white clothes. I see you Suspected life is too long."

Su Yuhen's long and narrow eyebrows frowned slightly, his eyes glanced at the vigilant faces around him, and he said displeasedly: "I just want to drink a bowl of wine, but you are all at war with each other, it's really disappointing."

The man in blue stroked his chin and said happily, "I think you are the one who is at fault for this matter. If you want to drink, why don't you go to Buzuifang to steal it? You scared all the heroes here."

As soon as these words came out, people suddenly realized that their frightened appearance was too ugly, and they couldn't help but blushed.

Chang Zixuan raised his sword and stepped forward: "Devil! As a martial arts practitioner, you break other people's swords, you are really deceiving people!"

Su Yuhen said lightly: "Then what do you want?"

"I will get rid of you evildoer for Wulin!"

"You can't beat this seat, replace your master."

Chang Zixuan's face darkened, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Back then, you were the monster who brought shame to my master. Today, I will kill you and return my master's innocence!"

After all, the long sword was sharpened, and it rushed over with the power of thunder.

"Oh, overestimate your own strength." Su Yuhen snorted coldly, shook his sleeves, and walked up against the sword wind.

His gait was as leisurely as a leisurely walk in the garden, and the thin cloth fluttered slightly in the night wind, outlining the thin lines of a pair of shoulder blades.

Facing the sword's edge that hit him like a cold wind, Su Yuhen swung his palm, and the cold wind flowed back in an instant.

Chang Zixuan withdrew his sword and returned to defense, changed his move, and stabbed again.

Su Yuhen only stretched out his right hand, and the surrounding lights were like daylight, making this hand as white as creamy fat like the root of a green onion, but slender and thick, and his two fingers were slender and powerful, pointing towards the streamer of stars like lightning.

"Ah!" Anji exclaimed, and closed his eyes forcefully. The memory of the saber being snapped off in the afternoon was still vivid in his memory. He seemed to have seen Chang Zixuan's tragic end when the saber was snapped off.

However, there was an exclamation from all around, Anji opened his eyes, and saw the man in blue flying towards him like a swallow, shouting, "Look at my hidden weapon!" out, straight to Su Yuhen's slender wrist.

The bamboo chopsticks were like lightning, Su Yuhen grabbed it with his backhand, and the bamboo chopsticks were cracked inch by inch at a speed visible to the naked eye and turned into powder.

In a blink of an eye, Chang Zixuan's sword had arrived, but Su Yuhen's moves were already old. He had to dodge the sword sideways, turned around and hit Chang Zixuan's shoulder with a palm. He was as thin and bony as a sick man. , but in fact it contains treacherous murderous intentions.

Chang Zixuan took a few steps back, and immediately spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Anji rushed forward: "Brother Zixuan!"

Su Yuhen restrained his figure, rolled up the hair on his cheeks leisurely with one hand, blew it lightly, and said with a smile: "Ten years have passed, and the martial arts have produced some waste that is beyond their control?"

"Trash..." Chang Zixuan muttered in a low voice, then smiled wryly, "Aji, I'm sorry that my cousin failed to avenge Broken Sword for you."

"You are not a waste!" Anji said angrily, "Your Tomorrow Swordsmanship has been practiced to the fifth level, which is something that even my uncle failed to do!"

Chang Zixuan shook his head, looked up at the man in blue standing behind Zhong Yi, his eyes were deep: "You..."

"Don't thank me! Don't even promise me with your body! I don't need cattle and horses for the time being!" The man in blue said quickly, "It was just a momentary hand slip and the chopsticks flew out. I swear, the chopsticks definitely did it themselves! "

Su Yuhen's eyes fell on his face, he frowned and stared at him for a long time, then suddenly said: "You are very much like a friend of this seat."

"This devil, what kind of eyes do you have? My face is so thick, if I want to look like it, I can only look like..." The man in blue pointed at Chang Zixuan's face, "He!"

Su Yuhen said flatly: "I have been looking for him for ten years."

The man in blue was shocked when he heard this, he raised his hand and shouted, "I swear to God, I never slept with you!"

The teasing words hit the face head-on, but Su Yuhen ignored it, frowned and said, "Your martial arts are very similar to him..." He suddenly moved and appeared beside the man in blue.

Zhong Yi turned around quickly, and the folding fan flew out from his sleeve, but Su Yuhen swung it down before it landed in his palm, and glanced at the fan bone with disgust: "What the hell are you!"

Turning around, grabbing the wrists of the man in blue with both hands.

He controlled the meridians of the man in blue, he didn't dare to move, he just yelled loudly: "Hey, don't touch, men and women can't kiss each other, with my face now, what's the difference between you and Chang Zixuan? "

"Shut up." Su Yuhen tapped his Ya point conveniently, moved his hands up along the meridians inch by inch, until he touched the Baihui point on the top of his head, lowered his eyes and pondered for a moment, as if confirming his guess, and said coldly, "You What the hell is that on your face?"

The man in blue pursed his lips with an aggrieved expression.

Su Yuhen raised his hand and flicked it, and the dumb acupoint was released.

The man in blue shouted: "You can slander Chang Zixuan's appearance, but you can't slander my face-changing technique. This is a face-changing skill that has been lost for a century!"

Su Yuhen frowned: "Unexpectedly, you are not only mediocre in martial arts, but also disgusting in disguise. If I had known this, Ah Shu was not as good as a raw salted fish."

"Fuck your shit!" The man in blue was furious, turned and walked out, "I shouldn't be here to drink a bowl of wine tonight, one is petty, the other is talking nonsense, grandpa won't play with you anymore...

A radiant long sword blocked the way.

The man in blue scolded angrily: "Chang Zixuan, are you ashamed? Grandpa just saved your life!"

The blood on the corner of Chang Zixuan's lips was still wet, he stared into his eyes, his handsome face was as cold as ice, and he gritted his teeth and asked, "Who are you?"

"I'm your grandfather!" The man in blue was in a bad mood, bypassing him and walking towards the steps.

Chang Zixuan's deep voice came from behind: "Wuyou, is that you?"

The man in blue turned a deaf ear and walked down the steps calmly.

The night was dark, and the cool breeze picked up, and the blue dress embroidered with dark patterns was blown up by the wind, making his thin figure look like a ghost and illusory in the night...

"Le Wuyou! Go to hell!" There was a loud shout from behind, and the man in blue turned around with a murderous aura, and met his sword head-on.

Suddenly, Zhong Yi's chest surged, and he rushed over, hitting Chang Zixuan's chest with a palm full of fury.

The stream of light and stars flashed by, and a waterfall of blood sprayed from the shoulders of the man in blue straight to the sky, but he stood there as if he didn't feel pain, looked at Chang Zixuan lightly, and couldn't help laughing: "I knew you would hate I……"

The conflict lasted only a moment, and the martial arts practitioners rushed over as if they had just woken up from a dream. They looked at the three people in front of them in shock, and said in disbelief, "Young Master Chang, what did you call just now? Le Wuyou? This person is Is the remnant of the Devil's Valley happy and worry-free?"

The man in blue covered the bleeding hole, raised his eyes and glanced around, and sneered: "As for being so surprised? The big devil has come out, how can there not be a few little ones?"

"That's right!" Zhong Yi yelled, raised his finger to Su Yuhen, and shouted emotionally, "Capture the thief first, and capture the king first, my lords, we are united as one, and we will get rid of this evil villain first!"

"Master Zhong's words are wrong," Ding Gange said, "The big devil's martial arts are too weird, you and I can't capture them, why don't you kill Le Wuyou first, and revive my martial arts glory!" Said and flew forward, A palm waved towards Le Wuyou.

Zhong Yi's whole body tensed up, his fingers turned into claws in an instant, and he attacked Ding Gange, but he shouted: "Master Ding, be careful, I'll help you!"

"It's not that easy to kill me!" Le Wuyou laughed wildly, clutching his wound, turned around suddenly, soared into the air like a galloping swift, and disappeared into the night instantly.