small rivers and lakes

Xie Qingwei's cold eyes fell on Ghosting's face, and suddenly his eyes tightened, and he said coldly: "Where is the evil?"

"Ghost Tomb, Ghost Owl."

His voice was hoarse and the base of his tongue was stiff, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time.

"It turns out that you are a ghost owl," Zhong Yi said, "It is said that the number one general under the seat of the ghost mother of Beimang, who fights and kills without fear of life and death, really lives up to the name."

Xie Qingwei's sword turned slightly, its sharp edge was cold and frightening.

This sword used to be the sword worn by the Taiqing real person in Kunlun Mountains. Back then, the Taiqing real person entered the deep pool of Kunlun, cut a giant snake, obtained cold iron, and refined it into a sword. The hearts of [-] wicked people were sacrificed to the stove, and the long sword began to emerge. Because it was full of blood, the blade was black and glowed with blood.

There are rumors in the rivers and lakes that with the sword of killing evil, there are no evil spirits, and when the sword of killing evil is out, all ghosts cry together.

More than ten years ago, facing such rumors, Le Wuyou said: "The rumors are all lies. It is also said that the sword of Zhaodan does not kill unknown people, but as far as I know, this sword once There are countless dead souls of wild game, does every hare have a name?"

"Do you dare to let Aunt Le know that you use gallbladder to kill wild rabbits?" A clear laughter came from the top of the tree. Chai Kaiyang lay comfortably on the top of the chestnut tree, chewing raw chestnuts while swinging his legs leisurely .

Le Wuyou cleaned up all the fur and internal organs of the hare, put it on a tree branch, lit a fire and roasted it, and said loudly: "If you dare to tell the truth, I will tell Master about you secretly using Zhengyang to cut down trees!"

"Little bitch!" Chai Kaiyang cursed with a smile, flicked his fingertips, and a raw chestnut flew out, hitting Le Wuyou's forehead.

"Oh, it hurts, you little rascal!" Le Wuyou yelled, caught the chestnuts and threw them into the fire. Pick, cooked chestnuts fly up the treetops.

Chai Kaiyang waved his hand, and the hot chestnut fell on his palm, so hot that he threw the chestnut up at once, blew on his palm quickly, caught the chestnut again, rubbed open the chestnut shell, and threw the oily chestnut kernel into his mouth. Between, mouth full of sweetness.

"Hey, Ayou," Chai Kaiyang turned over and lay down on a tree branch to look at Le Wuyou, "Tell me, when will we have famous swords like Zhengyang and Zhaodan?"

Le Wuyou sat cross-legged by the fire, happily roasting a hare. Hearing this, he said casually, "Why do you want a famous sword in the world? Don't you know how great a responsibility you have to use with a good sword?"

"We martial arts practitioners should act chivalrously and fight for righteousness, eliminate violence and bring peace to the good," Chai Kaiyang said brightly, "Isn't this common sense?"

"That's your common sense," Le Wuyou took a deep breath, smelled the rich aroma of the hare, and said nonchalantly, "I don't have such a grand ambition."

"Then why do you practice martial arts?"

Le Wuyou looked up to the sky, looked at the clear sky and the scorching sun in early autumn, and said with a smile: "What does the safety of the world have to do with me? I just need to take a so-so saber and practice so-so martial arts, so that I can protect my relatives and friends around me, and cross the border like a so-so This life is enough."

Chai Kaiyang smiled and said: "Since you are so unwilling to make progress, why did you go down the mountain and come with me to this dragon's lake and tiger's lair to seek death?"

"You know it's Longtan and Tiger's Cave?" Le Wuyou snorted, turned his gaze to the water village not far away, and said firmly, "I'm just afraid that you won't be good at learning, so I'll stay here."

Three days ago, Fengmanlou received a request for help from the villagers at the foot of the mountain. Aunt Rou of Songzhu Village was abducted by the owner of Panlong Village while she was washing clothes by the river. However, Chai Kaiyang couldn't resist the villagers' crying, so he stole the Zhengyang sword and Le Wuyou went down the mountain to avenge the villagers in a moment of softness.

While talking, the hare was roasted, Le Wuyou tore off a rabbit leg and threw it to Chai Kaiyang: "Let you watch from the tree, do you see anything?"

"The guards in this Panlongzhai are very loose, there is nothing to be afraid of, hehe," Chai Kaiyang took a bite of the rabbit meat, and said nonchalantly, "With my Xuezhaoyunguangjue, I can hit ten with one move... Wait! "

Le Wuyou was startled: "What's wrong?"

Chai Kaiyang straightened up abruptly, looked in the direction of Panlong Village and stared wide-eyed.

Le Wuyou flew up to the top of the tree and followed his line of sight, only to hear a sudden sound of killing in the water village in the distance. A figure in white was holding a black long sword, and rushed into the water village brazenly.

"Go and have a look!" Chai Kaiyang raised his long sword and galloped over.

Two youths in Chinese clothes rushed to the gate of Panlongzhai with their superior lightness kung fu, only to see the ground full of wailing, and the young men who usually worked as minions had their tendons broken and could no longer do evil.

"Who is that man?" Le Wuyou grabbed a water thief by the skirt and asked in a vicious voice.

"Zhu... Zhu Xie Sword... Xie Qingwei, the master of Zhu Xie Sword!"

"It's him?" Chai Kaiyang was astonished, and then nodded knowingly, "I heard that after the entry of the evil swordsman, he went around fighting for righteousness, and I didn't expect to meet here. formation."

The two followed Xie Qingwei's footsteps into the water village, and chased to the front of the Juyi Hall. There was a sound of piercing in the air, and a small arrow shot from an oblique direction, and went straight to Xie Qingwei's vest.

Chai Kaiyang let out a sword cry, and the Zhengyang sword came out of its sheath, galloped away, knocked down the hidden arrow, turned around and charged at the archer, and cut off his arching right hand with a single blow.

Xie Qing turned around slightly, with black hair and a crane cloak, indifferent and alienated, with a red mole between her eyebrows, like a fallen flower on a cold pool, and said in a cold voice, "Thank you for your help."

Chai Kaiyang gasped, stretched out his hand towards Le Wuyou, and stammered: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

"..." Xie Qingwei frowned slightly, feeling annoyed, turned around and waved his sword to look at the water thief rushing up, determined not to pay any attention to this thoughtless apprentice.

Panlong Village has been entrenched by the river for many years, and has accumulated a lot of prestige. When the owner of the village gave an order, countless water thieves rushed up, brandishing machetes and harpoons to kill the three of them.

Le Wuyou held the bravery in his hand and slashed forward. The young man was not mature in stature and his swordsmanship was not good, but he was full of momentum. The condensed light swordsmanship was as fierce as thunder, and the sword light was like rain. In an instant, more than ten people had been killed.

Raising eyebrows and looking at Chai Kaiyang: "Hey, Xiaolangzizi, you're going to lose to me again!"

"That's not necessarily true!" Chai Kaiyang was eager to win, and he gripped the Zhengyang sword tightly. The sword is like a rainbow. He has a lot of experience in practicing Yun San Xin Jue, and the sword is as elegant as spring wind and rain. .

"Grandpa, dare to come to my Panlong Village to play wild!" The owner of the village held a thick-backed big ring knife, a leopard head and eyes, and roared like a broken gong, "Come again, give it to me! Take these three The little son of a bitch chopped up and fed to the dogs! Grandpa's!"

After all, he took the lead and rushed towards Le Wuyou waving the big ring knife.

This water thief leader is not a vulgar person either, he is well versed in the principle of picking soft persimmons, out of the three he can see at a glance, Le Wuyou is the worst in martial arts, so he immediately swung his knife and slashed at him.

Le Wuyou's waist leaned back extremely softly, his body was like lightning, and he slid past the fierce blade in the blink of an eye.

"Hehe, you dare to hit my brother?" Chai Kaiyang yelled, leaped over with his sword, and slashed at the village master's waist and abdomen with his horizontal sword.

The village owner couldn't avoid it, he grabbed a minion and stood in front of him, only to hear a scream, and blood spurted out.

Le Wuyou was furious: "He is your subordinate, you... you are so cruel and unscrupulous?"

"Haha," the village owner threw the body away and laughed, "It's his honor to sacrifice for me! Hahahaha..."

"hateful."

A cold rebuke sounded in the melee, the voice was very low, but it reached everyone's ears clearly.

With the sound of the sword, he felt a sudden gust of wind around his face, and the black sword light pierced through the air. Xie Qingwei was shaped like a white crane with feathered clothes, and the blade of the sword was glowing with residual blood.

The village master's wild laughter stopped abruptly.

He lowered his head in disbelief, and saw a black long sword stuck in his chest, and blood flowed out like running water.

Xie Qingwei said coldly: "You occupy one side, hold the power in your hands, but make waves and do evil, you deserve to die." After speaking, he drew out his long sword, and blood spurted out into the sky.

The village master's body shook twice and knelt on the ground.

Xie Qing turned around slightly, and left without looking back.

On the way back to Tianque Mountain, Chai Kaiyang's eyes were shining, he grabbed Le Wuyou's shoulder excitedly, and said loudly: "Have you seen his last sword? It's fierce and fierce, it can be called the posture of wind and thunder!"

"I see..." Le Wuyou was overwhelmed, "You've said it three times!"

"I would like to think about it thirty times!" Chai Kaiyang raised his head, looked at the clear sky, and laughed loudly, "Ayou, people who practice martial arts should be like the sword master who kills evil, wielding his sword to the end of the world, acting chivalrously and righteously, so that he can never forget. Bear our martial arts!"

Le Wuyou covered her ears and groaned in pain: "You have said this sentence eight times..."

Chai Kaiyang laughed loudly, and lifted the Zhengyang sword. The simple scabbard shone brightly in the bright sun. An upright righteous hero!"

"Be an upright hero of the righteous way..." Le Wuyou read softly, raised his eyes to see the crooked figure slowly walking behind him, and couldn't help laughing.

Zhong Yi looked at him in surprise: "What are you laughing at?"

"I laugh at some people who are so naive and stupid that they don't know that Baiyun Canggou is impermanent." Le Wuyou pulled out the Juvenile Phoenix Sword and said calmly, "Master Zhong, guess, after this battle is over, how many of the four of us will survive? "

Zhong Yi laughed loudly: "Want to bet? There is no prize, so I won't play with you."

"What kind of prize does Master Zhong want?"

"If I'm right," Zhong Yi lowered her voice with a smile, "how about asking Ah You to give me a kiss before going to bed tonight?"

Le Wuyou: "..."

"Hey, why does Ayou have such an expression?" Zhong Yi said with a very puzzled expression on his face, as if making a huge step backward, "If Ayou wins, I can kiss you too."

"..." Le Wuyou said expressionlessly, "If I win, you will not be allowed to speak for three days."

Zhong Yi gasped: "No!"

"That's the deal," Le Wuyou raised his sword, with a wicked smile on his lips, and said in a low voice, "I guess, when this battle is over, Xie Qingwei will definitely die."