Drunk lying on the setting sun for the king

In a vast area of ​​water, a large ship swayed with the waves.Under the dark sky, there was a thick fog, and the surroundings were deathly silent.

Feng Xiangyue stood by the side of the boat, staring at the unclear water surface in the fog, her body swaying slowly with the hull of the boat.

He didn't know where he was, only helplessness and fear filled his heart, and he hugged his arms tightly.

Suddenly, a shrill cry pierced the air, and his nerves tensed up instantly.

"Feng Xiangyue! Jump down! Even if it's just you, escape from this hell!"

Clutching the side of the boat tightly with her fingers, Feng Xiangyue trembled and turned to face the inside of the boat.In the mist, a handsome young man was being pressed on the deck by several strong sailors, raising his head and screaming to himself, with tears of despair in his eyes.

"No! If we want to leave, let's go together!" Feng Xiangyue stretched out his hand and walked forward, his voice trembling, full of remorse and self-blame.

Just when his hand was about to touch the young man, there was a bang, and the deck of the boat under his feet suddenly cracked.A piece of wood fell like scattered flowers, and Feng Xiangyue also fell into the abyss involuntarily, with his arms always stretched in the direction of the boy.

"Brother! Don't push me away! I don't want to leave you!"

The shrill shout echoed in the dead silence for a long time without any echo.Everything seems to have been swallowed by darkness, oppressive and cold.

Just when he was desperate, a warm hand suddenly grabbed him and pulled him out of the darkness.

The warmth of the palm flowed into the bottom of her heart, Feng Xiangyue slowly opened her eyes, and Hai Jing's gentle face appeared in front of her eyes.

Just now, when Feng Xiangyue stretched out his hand while talking nonsense, he subconsciously held that hand, and doubts flowed out through his eyes, with a little concern unavoidably.

Feng Xiangyue was slightly taken aback, looking at Hai Jing's pupils for the first time, suddenly had the illusion of sinking into the deep sea, those eyes were deep and full of tolerance, almost had a magical power that could draw people into them.

But immediately, his gaze returned to cold and arrogant, even mixed with some gloom, he opened Hai Jing's hand suddenly, and stood up on the boat.

Since the acupoints had been unlocked and his body could move freely, he pulled out the sword from his waist and stabbed towards Hai Jing.

This sword was full of killing intent, and it hit Hai Jing's throat like a bolt of lightning.Hai Jing's nerves tensed in an instant, and he flew up, exited the boat and landed on the shore.

At this time, the boat has entered the mountain forest full of other shore flowers.Hai Jing fell into the sea of ​​flowers, causing the flowers to sway, but unexpectedly, as soon as his feet touched the ground, Feng Xiangyue's sword edge followed one after another.

Hai Jing dodged his body, the sword cut through his shoulders and the skirt of his clothes, and attacked again and again, forcing him to retreat again and again.

With a tree trunk attached to his back, there was no way out behind Hai Jing.Jin Mang rushed towards him, the cold air penetrated into his skin, but Hai Jing turned his head abruptly, and the flying sword slashed into the tree trunk, ringing incessantly in his ears.

Feng Xiangyue's hand was numb due to excessive force. He was about to draw out his long sword when Hai Jing suddenly grabbed his wrist, "Why are you so unfeeling? I will accompany you all the way."

"Did you just talk casually before you became me!" Feng Xiangyue looked at him coldly, and wanted to pull out his hand, but couldn't break free.

Hai Jing adjusted his breathing and laughed, "I see, you just don't want to show such a fragile look in front of me, so I'll just pretend I didn't see it."

As a result, these words had the opposite effect, and the light in Feng Xiangyue's eyes became more and more fierce.His left hand became a claw, and suddenly grabbed Hai Jing's neck.Hai Jing raised his hand to catch him, but Feng Xiangyue kicked him on the ankle again.

Hai Jing's body was unstable for a while, and he moved a few steps. Feng Xiangyue took the opportunity to draw back the long sword, twisted into countless sword flowers, and stabbed at him.Often before the sword arrives, the wind of the sword has already cut through the clothes.

Amidst the chirping wind, a string of blood had already been sprinkled, dripping on the bright red petals, and was swept up by the strong wind.A streak of green light burst out suddenly from among the strands of petals, and Hai Jing's bamboo sword turned into a flying rainbow at some point.

When the blades rubbed against each other, sparks flashed out in an instant, and the surging sword energy shook the sleeves of the clothes, and a burst of hissing echoed in the sky and the earth.The flying petals were torn to pieces in an instant, falling all over the sky like a rain of blood, and sinking into the bushes.

Faced with such a fight, Feng Xiangyue forgot her previous purpose for a moment, her blood boiled all over her body, stimulating every sense organ, and for the first time in her life, she felt an intense urge to throw everything away and just want to compete with the person in front of her impulse.

Hai Jing stared into Feng Xiangyue's bright eyes, and his emotions were rarely ignited.He seldom used his full strength to fight against one person, and now he suddenly found that it was so enjoyable to have an evenly matched opponent.

At this moment, the two of them have become sharp swords out of their sheaths, showing all their strengths for each other.

When the bamboo sword was deflected, Hai Jing rubbed Feng Xiangyue's sharp sword body to bully him, and slashed head-on. It was originally a 48-sword move, but it was divided into 96 swords in an instant, forming a light curtain.

Feng Xiangyue did not evade but turned back, his speed was even faster, as fast as thunder and lightning.Among the flowers like a sea of ​​blood, silver sword lights and green sword shadows were intertwined into a large net, and the golden sound resounded through the heaven and earth.

After breaking the 96 swords, Feng Xiangyue also thrust out a sword.That sword seemed to be better than 96 swords, it pierced into Hai Jing's shirt in the blink of an eye, and even the afterimage was not seen!

A bit of cold spread from the skin, Hai Jing felt a chill down his back, and instinctively threw himself backwards, soaring into the sky.Feng Xiangyue saw that he dodged it at a critical moment, and also jumped up, the tip of the sword was never an inch away from Hai Jing's chest.

Hearing the sound of "Dang", the two blades collided, and Hai Jing took advantage of the momentum to fall, as if walking on flowers and falling into the sea of ​​flowers.Feng Xiangyue was still in the air, and the long sword instantly turned into several long rainbows, which were sprinkled on his head.

The light and shadow of this sword are dazzling, breathtaking, like a torrential rain, but all of them are killer moves.Hai Jing couldn't tell the difference between the false and the real moves, so he simply went forward, the bamboo sword pierced out from a tricky angle, facing Feng Xiangyue's sword directly.

The next moment, the turbulent sword energy disappeared in an instant, and only the two remained facing each other in the flying flowers like a rain of blood.

Hai Jing's sword was still held in front of his chest, but it was split by Feng Xiangyue's sword, and it was divided into two sections. The two sword tips passed by Feng Xiangyue's ear, cutting off a few strands of hair.

And Feng Xiangyue's long sword passed through Haijing's blade, and the tip hit Haijing's throat, and he stopped moving forward.

Except for the whistling night wind, there was no other sound around.The red petals hovered in the sky and fell slowly, like clouds.

Feng Xiangyue's hands suddenly trembled slightly, and he gritted his teeth unwillingly, "...I lost to you again."

"Another inch of your sword can kill me, and you haven't lost." Hai Jing didn't move a bit, and looked at him with a smile.

"Shut up! If you didn't have a bamboo sword in your hand, you would have pierced my forehead first!" Feng Xiangyue said sharply, took a few steps back, and retracted the long sword with a "choke".

Seeing him like this, Hai Jing said, "Aren't you going to kill me?"

"Hmph, your life will be mine sooner or later, as long as I want, I can take it at any time!" Feng Xiangyue raised his jaw slightly, and looked at Hai Jing provocatively, "But if I don't really win you once, I will die." I will not be reconciled!"

"Okay, I'll leave my life to you for the time being, and I'll be waiting for you at any time." Hai Jing turned his eyes and looked at him with a smile, "However, I'm afraid you won't be able to fight me when the time comes."

"You think I'm afraid of you?!" Feng Xiangyue said displeased.

"Of course you won't be afraid of me, but by then, we may already be friends." Hai Jing blinked at him, deliberately stretching the word "friend" very long.

Feng Xiangyue sneered, "Joke, you know I've never made friends in my life!"

"Isn't that just right? I'll just be your first friend." Hai Jing took a few steps closer to him, his smile was more touching than the moonlight.

Feng Xiangyue looked at him, slightly taken aback, only to feel that those words caused ripples in her heart, unable to calm down for a long time.He moved his lips, then tilted his head uncomfortably, and said in a cold voice on purpose: "...Who wants to be your friend."

After finishing speaking, he took out a small silver lock from the neckline, picked it open from the keyhole, took out a pill from it, and threw it to Hai Jing casually, "Follow it!"

Hai Jing caught the antidote and immediately swallowed it.He set his eyes on Feng Xiangyue again, "I have a question, why are you dealing with Hai Lan Zhuang?"

Feng Xiangyue said disdainfully: "You really think I'm interested in Hai Lan Zhuang? I'm here to deal with the Xue family!"

"Why? Has the Xue family done anything?" Hai Jing was a little surprised.

"Don't ask me about this kind of thing, you should know it yourself!" Feng Xiangyue glared at him impatiently.

It seems that Feng Xiangyue won't tell the reason easily... Hai Jing thought about it and stopped asking.Seeing that Feng Xiangyue was still staring at him, he couldn't help wondering, "What's wrong?"

Feng Xiangyue clicked his tongue and reached out to him, "Bamboo hat!"

"You're so stingy, can't you leave it for me as a souvenir?" Hai Jing reluctantly took off the bamboo hat from behind and threw it to Feng Xiangyue.

Feng Xiangyue took the bamboo hat, ignored him, turned and walked deep into the valley, but frowned unconsciously.

It was the first time for him to have such complicated feelings towards a person. It was like facing a comparable enemy, but also like facing a worthy friend. No matter which one of the two was important to Feng Xiangyue It is extremely difficult to find in this world.

But now, the two are mixed into the same person, appearing in front of him.

Feng Xiangyue closed her eyes, trying to erase Hai Jing's smiling face from her mind, but those eyes like the deep sea could not be lingered in her heart, and she couldn't forget them.

Holding the broken bamboo sword up in front of his eyes, Hai Jing squinted and smiled, "Sure enough, he couldn't stab with that sword. Friends are easy to get, but such respectable opponents are rare."

He flicked his hand casually, and the bamboo sword turned into a green shadow, landed in the river with a plop, floated on the water surface, and drifted away with the current.

Thinking of going back to Hailan Villa, Haijing's eyes were filled with displeasure.He sighed softly, and walked slowly out of the mountain, "I just hope that those so-called friends in Hailan Villa won't let me down too much."