I am a madman

Chapter No.17 The Devil Doesn’t Ask

"Oh my goodness, did I miss any good show?" A gentle joke suddenly sounded, and everyone immediately looked at it.

But I only heard the sound of a folding fan opening from the direction of the sound, pop——!

Then a red rope the thickness of a thumb suddenly shot out from the courtyard wall!

A bang!The red string was inserted straight into the floor under the Eighth Prince's feet...

Lao Ba stared at the red rope with a livid face, and gritted his teeth angrily.

A cyan figure suddenly appeared on the courtyard wall over there, lightly stepping on the long red rope with both feet, shaking a blank folding fan in his hand, as if walking in the courtyard, swaying towards the venue.

The posture of the elegant young master Zhuo Shijia and the fairy posture of stepping on the red rope are amazing!

This person soon came to the arena, jumped off the red rope casually, put one hand behind his back, and kept fanning the folding fan with the other.

The blue shirt is windless and automatic, the black hair is fluttering, the forehead is buttoned with warm jade, and the complexion is fairer, the eyebrows fly into the temples, the phoenix eyes are charming, the thin lips are bright red, the corners of the lips are slightly hooked, and the style is infinite.

Such a peerless beauty suddenly appeared in an extremely arrogant manner, immediately attracting all attention.

Only Mingyu called out in surprise: "Don't ask?"

The man named Buqiu looked at him with a smile, fanned the folding fan in his hand slowly, and greeted him lazily: "Mingyu, I haven't seen you in 20 years, and my style is still the same as before!"

Mingyu was very happy to see his old friend suddenly, he put all the troubles behind him, and stepped forward to hold Buqiu's shoulder in a few steps.

He was elated: "How did you come here? It's so nice to see you!"

The two of them interacted very friendly, but they didn't know that the people around them had already started commotion.

Almost all the martial artists present held their weapons reflexively!

Maybe no one thought of it when he didn't ask for it, maybe he still couldn't react when he saw his iconic blank folding fan, maybe he was just hesitant to see the special jade on his forehead, but when Mingyu called out his name aloud , everyone understands...

Nie Buqiu, the leader of the Immortal Sect, but most people in the martial arts are used to calling him the leader of the Demon Sect.

It is recognized as the number one devil in martial arts for 30 years!

Since the disappearance of Devil May Cry, this devil has gradually kept a low profile. It has become a legend for 20 years. No one can see its true face, but it doesn't want to suddenly appear today.

It must have been attracted by the appearance of Devil May Cry.

Although many martial arts rookies heard that Devil May Cry Zi got along very well with various characters back then, it was unacceptable to meet them in person.

The red-haired handsome boy excitedly patted the devil's shoulder, and the two were very intimate to reminisce about the old days. The devil smiled softly and let the boy hug and hug him.

Mingyu's blood was surging, and what he cherished most were his brothers and friends. At this moment, Nie Buqiu's heroic mood in the past was all aroused by Nie Buqiu, and he was very excited: "I didn't expect to meet you here, don't ask, I miss you very much. "

Nie Buqiu smiled calmly: "Why don't I miss you? I haven't seen you for 20 years. I heard that you will come to this gathering of talents, so I came to join in the fun."

Speaking of this, he suddenly saw embarrassment flashing across Ming Yu's face, Nie Buqiu raised his eyebrows to look at him, then glanced at the three stunning beauties in the field, understood in his heart, and smiled meaningfully.

I just heard him tease: "What's the matter? The romantic debts that have been hiding for 20 years are still looking for you?"

Mingyu smiled wryly: "Don't make fun of me, I'm really devastated now."

Nie Buqiu snorted: "Let me tell you that you are always partial to Lao Ba, and he doesn't take you seriously. When will you not use the knife for entertainment? This time, you are right again?"

Isn't it?If Lao Ba can stay in the palace decently and don't run around, why do he and Shuang Yun have so many misunderstandings?

Over there, Lao Ba coughed twice, stared at himself and wrenched his fingers, and began to study seriously.

Seeing this, Mingyu couldn't help it, he sighed and said: "I don't want to come here, but there are other important things?"

Nie Buqiu said: "Of course, I have something very important to ask you, but it's inconvenient here, let's go to another place!"

As he said that, he grabbed Mingyu's wrist and led him to jump onto the red rope. With light work and luck, he was about to leave along the rope lightly.

Over there, Qin Shuangyun screamed suddenly: "Xia Mingyu, how dare you—!?"

Mingyu stopped, and looked at Qin Shuangyun in embarrassment: "Shuangyun, there must be something important if you don't ask, I will go back as soon as I go."

Qin Shuangyun went mad with anger: "Xia Mingyu, do you think the Qin family is a place where you can come and go as soon as you say it? Come here! Stop them for me!"

As soon as she finished speaking, several rows of archers immediately climbed up the wall, all arrows pointed at Mingyu and Buqiu.

Buqiu sighed and said: "Mingyu, you are really unlucky, how could you know such a vicious woman?"

Shuang Yun's face turned pale, and he stared at Nie Buqiu tremblingly.

Mingyu smiled wryly, he didn't want anyone to say that Shuangyun was bad, so he explained: "I betrayed her, don't blame her."

Nie Buqiu disdained: "She is not the only person you owe? Is it necessary for everyone to be so guilty? You should get used to it early, and you can't get rid of the stinky problem of who made you feel sorry for each other?"

The two of them were standing lightly on the red rope, chatting while surrounded by archers.

Qin Shuangyun gritted his teeth and ordered: "Shoot me! Shoot this devil and heartless person to death!"

Nie Buqiu shook his head: "Women, no matter how vicious you are, you must have a limit. If you want to kill the man you love, what else can you do?"

"Today, I must kill you all! If I can't get it, others can't even think about it!" Qin Shuangyun's face was crazy, and the head of the Qin family was worried.

These words didn't annoy Ming Yu, but they angered Miss Song: "I still don't believe in this evil! You have no man for 20 years, are you too resentful? Who dares to shoot arrows? Girl, I will chop it up." His hands can't do it!"

He glanced at the surrounding archers with sharp eyes, and frightened them all for a moment!

Even Ming Yu couldn't help feeling that Song Wanyue was really a hero among the girls, with extraordinary momentum, she could directly succeed the Patriarch of the Song family, and with what she could, she would be able to revive the family's prestige in a short time.

Her aura might not be a big deal to Qin Shuangyun, who had been in a high place for a long time, but her very vicious words made her half dead with anger!

Trembling, she stretched out her finger and pointed at Song Wanyue: "Well, you Song Wanyue! How dare you go against me! You're just a widow who has been wiped out, do you think I dare not do anything to you?!"

Wan Yue sneered: "I'm really sorry, girl, although my whole family was wiped out, but at least I have a righteous brother who is a prince to support me, of course you dare not do anything to me, right, brother Yi!"

She said the last two words emphatically, and Lao Ba broke out in a cold sweat, knowing that she was threatening herself, otherwise she would have to sleep with Yun in a separate room, so she nodded and bowed immediately and said, "Your righteous sister is right, as a brother, you are the only one." Where is this baby sister!"

He smiled so flatteringly and wretchedly...

Mingyu felt very ashamed when he saw it, and sighed without asking: "I didn't expect Lao Ba to have today, it's really not good to be rewarded by the wheel of heaven, it's so satisfying, so satisfying!"

Over there, the old eighth pretended to be a righteous brother, but here the real righteous brother felt unbalanced, Ming Yu muttered: "I am your brother, right? I will take you to eat and play with you, scold you and beat you, in the end Not even a proper name!"

Don't ask to see his grievance, he was rolling with laughter in his heart, he pulled Ming Yu's sleeve and shouted to the following: "The beauties will meet later, and Ming Yu will lend it to me first!"

Regardless of the screaming and cursing below, he jumped up, and Mingyu took a leisurely step and followed him.

This year's Juxian Conference, due to the arrival of Devil May Cry and the leader of the Demon Cult, has completely turned into a farce.

Qin Shuangyun, Song Wanyue Qingsi and Devil May Cry's love-hate entanglement quickly spread all over the world, and became a topic of entertainment for people after dinner...

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The water potential of the Qinhuai River is moderate, and the painted boats float leisurely on it, and the singing and dancing are peaceful.

Nie Buqiu and Xia Mingyu sat down by the fence by the river, each holding a jug of good wine in their hands, and empty wine jugs were piled up here and there.

The aroma of the wine can be smelled even by people ten meters away.

The Eighth Prince and Xia Mingyu met 20 years ago in the boudoir of the No. [-] oiran in the capital.

When they met, they fought violently, causing the capital to fly wild.

And Nie Buqiu and Xia Mingyu met in Luoyang, the capital of flowers. During the flower festival, Nie Buqiu came here to find good wine, and happened to run into Xia Mingyu who was very drunk.

While drinking, they sat together, chatted, and gulped down alcohol. They were drunk for ten days and were almost killed by alcohol.

I haven't seen each other for 20 years. What they have to do is not to talk by candlelight like others, but to hold the wine jars and gulp down.

This is how Nie Buqiu and Xia Mingyu express their friendship.

Nie Buqiu was drunk and his eyes were hazy, he hugged the wine jar tightly with one hand, pointed at Mingyu beside him with the other hand, and said with his tongue: "You...you boy...for 20 years...don't come to me...to hurt me... ...caused me to drink...20 years of booze...!"

Mingyu laughed loudly, raised his head and poured it again, his cheeks were flushed, and he stammered: "I... I want to hide from people, so... how dare I go to your territory... go... just go be found!"

"Let you...let you keep provoking women...do it yourself!" After speaking, Nie Buqiu smirked.

"If you want to blame...just...blame me...my old lady...!" Ming Yu was confused, and his words were extremely capricious and naive.

"Hi!" He belched contentedly, wiped his mouth with his sleeve, and said without begging, "How long have we been drinking...?"

Tiredness made Buqiu start to feel drowsy, he opened his eyes vigorously, and said in a daze, "It's been about half a day..."

"Huh..." Ming Yu raised his head and leaned against the railing. The cold wind on the river continued to blow, slowly blowing away his alcoholism.

After a long time, when both of them calmed down and became more awake, Mingyu asked lazily, "Tell me, what can you do with me?"

Without asking for a wicked smile, he threw the wine jar away, leaned on Ming Yu's lap with a crooked body, and stretched comfortably: "Do you know Zang Feng from Dead Bamboo Cliff?"

Just as he was about to raise the wine jar and continue pouring wine, he suddenly heard Zang Feng's name, Mingyu was stunned for a moment, and admitted: "I just met not long ago, what's wrong?"

"One of my subordinates saw him five days ago, with the two swords of Huangquan and Biluo on his body." Buqiu opened his sharp phoenix eyes and stared at Mingyu's expression.

Mingyu was a little dazed, he asked: "Does this have something to do with you? I remember you never caring about your own business."

"Of course I don't care about nonsense, but Nie Feng...she is my niece." Buqiu squinted his eyes, his expression became serious.

This time Mingyu was really surprised, and he murmured after a long time: "So that's the case, no wonder, no wonder, you are all surnamed Nie, how could I not have thought of that!"

"Why, do you really know where Nie Feng is?" Buqiu sat up and asked anxiously.

Mingyu felt sad, but after thinking about it, he was still unwilling to hide it, so he said honestly: "I met them on the back cliff of Maoshan Mountain, Cheng Yuheng and Nie Feng, they...are dead..."

"..." Nie Buqiu was silent, he sat there with his eyes downcast, picked up the wine jar again, and poured down the wine.

Mingyu couldn't stand it anymore, and took his wine jar down: "The wine tastes bitter after drinking, don't do that."

Nie Buqiu smiled wryly: "Tell me the details."

Sighing, Mingyu told everything he saw on the back cliff.

After finishing speaking, Buqiu took the wine jar back and continued to gulp down the wine, the mellow wine slid down the corners of his lips and wet his clothes.

"If you don't ask, you can't come back to life after death, so you just mourn..."

"Brother treats me very well, he is just this one daughter, but now... I don't know how I will explain to him in the future..." With a wry smile, Buqiu said softly, he was a little incoherent, but the feelings in his heart were just right Pass it to Mingyu.

Nie Buqiu is a peerless devil, who has done many things to destroy people at every turn, and the blood under his hands will not be washed away, but he only respects his elder brother. After his elder brother passed away, Nie Feng was his only relative.

Now he has passed away...

"I will bury them on the back cliff. If you want to worship, you can go there anytime." Mingyu patted Buqiu on the shoulder, and stood up unsteadily.

The wine jar was hugged in his arms, standing against the wind on the shore, the cold wind hit, blowing away his red hair.

He said, "How did you know that I knew Zang Feng?"

Buqiu nestled on the ground, lowered his head and said casually: "When my subordinate saw him, he only saw Huangquan Biluo. The nameless sword he carried before was not there. Later, I heard that you came to Jinling, and you brought a pitch-black long sword with you. , so I guess you know him."

"I see." Mingyu sighed, leaning against the railing, feeling weak all over.

"Why did Zang Feng give you the Wuming Sword? That is his long-standing sword." Buqiu asked curiously.

"I don't know, but he said the name of the sword is 'Feng Ge', and then he said he gave it to me." Mingyu touched the hilt on his back and said helplessly.

He thought of Zang Feng who resolutely left outside Yangzhou city earlier, and he felt unhappy.

"Feng Ge? He actually named his own sword as a gift? This is really..." After not begging to hear, he looked at Mingyu in surprise.

Mingyu didn't understand, so he asked, "What's wrong?"

"Huangquan Biluo was given to Feng'er Yuheng by Zang Feng. At first the sword didn't have a name, but when Zang Feng met a suitable owner for the sword, he would name the sword and give it to him as a gift." Don't beg to explain slowly.

"He gave away more than a dozen good swords. As a saint of Lieshui, this may be normal, but saints of Lieshui in the past never gave away their own swords, because the most suitable owner of a sword is a saint of Lieshui Own."

Ming Yu was surprised, he put down the wine jar, took off Feng Ge who had been carrying it on his back, and the cloth strip that wrapped the sword body slipped off, revealing the pitch black sword body.

A faint chill radiated out, even if the sun was dazzling, it could not form a reflection on the sword, it was just like the former owner, without the slightest fluctuation, and the chill lingered.

This sword is actually more suitable to be called "Zangfeng".

"I'm a madman from Chu, is Feng Ge laughing at Kong Qiu? Hehe..." Buqiu Xiexie smiled, and looked at Mingyu who was in a daze beside him meaningfully.

Mingyu didn't look at him, and just sighed and said: "I'm afraid I was too much before, knowing that he doesn't understand those common sense..."

"Mingyu, this really surprised me. You have always been very patient with your friends, so why would you still lose your temper?" Buqiu said with a smile.

"When I get along with Zang Feng, I always lose my mind, oh, forget about it..." He lowered his head in frustration, he was extremely remorseful, and from time to time, the feeling of worrying about Zang Feng would come up.

"If you feel regretful, you can go to him now."

"But where he went, I don't know...you know?" Mingyu was surprised