Luo Yan Hu does not return

There is no moon in the sky, and for some reason, the stars are so close to the ground that they seem to be within reach.

Such a night, presented after a catastrophe, among the corpses all over the mountains and plains, and the chilled minds of those who witnessed it, there is only frost on top of the snow.

Feng Liyuan opened his eyes and put his hands behind his head.

After fighting for half a day, Feng Liyuan's whole body was sore and swollen, but he still didn't feel sleepy at all.

A few days ago, he was lightly complacent, thinking that the chaos was not far from ending, but unexpectedly, everything returned to the original intricacies overnight, and then fell into the unfathomable and endless abyss.

"That's all, how can you, a martial artist, understand those great principles? But after dropping a few book bags, you really consider yourself a literati. You are just a sword, just a sword..."

Thinking of this, Feng Liyuan's heart was in a mess again, "Hey, that sword... do I want to go... If someone finds out, it's easy to be a thief, but if that guy waits for a rabbit... "

If Zhang Fang waited for a rabbit and announced his origin to the world, then he would be completely burned after all these years of hiding carefully.

Feng Liyuan's heart was in a mess, the more he thought about it, the more flustered he became, and he couldn't sleep, but Xue Heng who was next to him suddenly moved and threw a hand on his chest.

This punch was neither light nor heavy, but it was enough to knock Feng Liyuan's uneasiness into another flavor.

"Ah Heng... this farewell... I don't know when we will meet again, when the time comes... will you still remember me?"

Feng Liyuan turned his head slightly, and found that Xue Heng's brows were tightly knit together, which seemed to be in great pain.Feng Liyuan couldn't hold back, he pressed his hands on his temples and kneaded them repeatedly, but this action not only failed to relieve him, but made Xue Heng more painful, and even broke out in a little cold sweat.

Just as Feng Liyuan was about to stop, Xue Heng suddenly opened his eyes.

"Are you okay, I see you...you seem to be in a lot of pain."

"...No, it's fine."

Feng Liyuan looked at Xue Heng, with inexplicable reluctance in his eyes, the cold sweat on Xue Heng's forehead did not increase but decreased, Feng Liyuan couldn't help but put his hand on it.

"It's so hot!" Feng Liyuan yelled out accidentally, and glanced back, Ge Hong just turned over lazily, as if he didn't realize it.

"It must be too cold in the mountains. I'm getting a cold from the wind. I'll go get a robe and cover it thicker for you."

With that said, Feng Liyuan straightened up and stood up, took off the bag from Chiji's back a few times, and pulled out another black cloth robe, this one was clean and smelled like acacia.

Originally, the cloth robe was just casually covering Xue Heng's body. He didn't want him to suffer from a severe headache and started to toss and turn. Feng Liyuan had no choice but to wrap him in the cloth robe and put him in his arms. Dare to move.

Xue Heng's forehead was pressed against Feng Liyuan's collarbone, and it was as hot as burning coals. Feng Liyuan seemed to be hugging some life-saving straw, tightening his grip more and more, and gradually fell into a drowsy sleep, unconscious.

What should he do with this?

Xue Heng was sweating all over his body, and gradually he was no longer so uncomfortable, but his burning thoughts did not improve at all, and became more chaotic than before.

"Obviously I'm leaving, and I'm doing such unnecessary things... It's exactly the same as when I was a child..." Xue Heng said in his heart, but wrapped his hands around Feng Liyuan's waist, wanting to get closer to that surging and powerful heartbeat .

But this time, Feng Liyuan didn't leave without saying goodbye, he woke up very early, but didn't get up until Xue Heng opened his eyes.

The bandits turned the White Horse Temple upside down, but they still couldn't find the "Nine Hundred Priests" Zhang Fang was looking for, so they finally retreated. Together with Zhu Faku, the three of them cleaned up the monks' bodies in the temple. It was past noon.

After eating the little dry food left, he was going to bid farewell to Zhu Faku. In this difficult situation, Zhu Faku was not overly sad, but insisted on staying in the temple and praying for his dead companion.

When the four of them reached the mountain gate, Zhu Faku stopped and said, "The poor monk is grateful, and will stay here to pray to the Buddha, but I hope that you will be safe and healthy forever, without worries and fears."

"Thank you, Master."

The three bid farewell, and continued down the mountain road.

Xue Heng sat on the horseback, staring blankly at the road ahead.

Feng Liyuan said to Ge Hong: "I always feel... Ah Heng is different..."

As soon as this thought came up, it lingered in Feng Liyuan's mind. Before that, Xue Heng was too clingy to him, but now he was a little alienated, which made him unable to adapt.

"Really, Brother Feng, what do you think is different?"

"If you have to tell me, I can't tell. Most likely I was scared yesterday. You must take good care of him along the way."

"Brother Feng, we chatted so happily the day before yesterday, why can't we beat this stupid son today, you have repeated these few words over and over again, my ears are covered with calluses."

"I'm afraid..."

"Oh, it's alright, you're not afraid, I'm afraid, Ah Heng, come down quickly—" Ge Hong said, carefully supporting Xue Heng off the horse, the posture of holding the stars and the moon, compared with the wind Li Yuan went above and beyond, and finally stopped Feng Liyuan's entanglement.

Just as Feng Liyuan was about to wave goodbye, he heard Xue Heng mutter - "Puppy", as if someone had stabbed him through the chest with a sword, and if he was not given a chance to "speak well", he had no choice but to fly on the horse without looking back.

On the avenue, the two watched Feng Liyuan ride away on horseback, Ge Hong smiled slightly, "Oh, you brother, you are really cute and silly."

"Let's go too."

The red horse has turned into a small red spot, Xue Heng's eyes instantly regained clarity, he brushed the dust splashed on his body, and walked quickly.

"Xiao Xuanxuan, won't you recognize the doctor when you recover? Wait for me..."

Feng Liyuan hurried on, and arrived in the inner city not long after. He drove around a few times on the Chiji, and found that the city had not been looted, and suddenly felt a sense of loss.

Feng Liyuan was about to rush back to Wangdun's mansion, when the street corner suddenly became noisy, when he turned around to check, it turned out that last time "Hemu Eighteen Riders" blocked a canopy carriage and demanded money from the owner.

"Stop!" Feng Liyuan used the wall to jump from above and landed on the roof of the car.

Shi Le recognized the person at a glance, and laughed a few times before saying: "Brother Jisang, the boy who spoiled our good deeds last time, came here uninvited today, let me see him again—"

"Ledi, don't be rude!"

"Brother, this is—"

"The road is facing the sky. Let's go on each side. Your Excellency and my brothers have no grievances or enmities. Why do you come to collide repeatedly?"

Feng Liyuan coughed, raised the Qi in his dantian, and said in a voice like Hong Zhong: "Since this elder brother is a sensible person, he must know that robbing houses in broad daylight is not a gentleman's action, not to mention that he is unarmed and did not do anything. How come?" The word "collision"?"

Shi Le said: "This man has scraped away so much people's fat and people's anointing, our brothers can at most be robbing the rich and helping the poor, how can you let you be so stupid as to frame him?" He rolled up his sleeves again, eager to try.

Feng Liyuan sneered, "This brother thinks he didn't suffer enough last time? If you want to suffer again, come up by yourself, don't hide behind others like a woman."

"You..." Although Shi Le was extremely angry, his arm was held down by Ji Sang, he didn't dare to step forward rashly, so he stood stiffly on the spot.

"Why, but you are afraid of me, so you dare not come up?"

Shi Le wanted to retort, but was interrupted by Ji Sang, "Your Excellency must rely on his own ability, so you are provoking me here, you might as well compete with me."

Ji Sang gave Shi Le a wink, then leaped violently, grabbed Feng Liyuan by the ankle, and threw him off the roof of the car.

Feng Liyuan has traveled the rivers and lakes for several years, boasting of his physical strength, but he didn't expect that he would be like a piece of paper in the hands of this man, and he would not have the slightest strength to parry.

He twirled in the air, and he landed in no embarrassment, but before he could catch his breath, Ji Sang punched him in the face again.

If someone really wanted to slap him in the face, no matter how much Feng Liyuan pushed him, he didn't dare to neglect him in the slightest, and immediately rolled sideways to the side of the road, barely avoiding Ji Sang's punching wind.

If he had a sword in his hand, Feng Liyuan would never pay attention to the way of fighting with brute force, but Ji Sang is not an idle person, the two strokes just now were simple and rough, and the flexibility and quickness of his fists and feet have not yet been revealed.

The two were stuck in the corner, and fought back and forth dozens of times. Feng Liyuan couldn't avoid it every time he swung his fist.

Seeing that Feng Liyuan was weak, Ji Sang rounded his arms and punched him hard in the stomach. Feng Liyuan couldn't bear it and fell down on the ground, watching Shi Le snatch the gold and silver treasures in the car, causing With a group of people waiting to roar away.

Ji Sang looked down at Feng Liyuan and said, "Your Excellency, my brothers, who were originally good citizens in the Hemu area, were demoted to slavery by your court dog officials for no reason, and fled to Luoyang to meet up after wandering for several years. I forgive you." You are young and frivolous, ignorant of reason, you are only going to walk in the future, you must distinguish loyalty from evil, don't overestimate your strength and provoke a real hero, and take your own life in vain."

Feng Liyuan supported the base of the wall, and slowly straightened up, "Brother, I didn't intend to offend, but every time... you are the first to strike, and you don't make any distinctions, so you call regardless..."

"Your Excellency, in fact, at such an age, even if I bully the younger, you have learned a lesson, so you don't dare to act recklessly. Why don't you join our 'Eighteen Riders' and fight for justice together, punish evil and promote good?"

Feng Liyuan thought to himself: "It turns out that this person is merciful because he is trying to lure me into the gang..." Seeing that he was hesitant, Ji Sang wanted to punch him again, Feng Liyuan hurriedly said: "Happy, happy, my brother is unknown. , I don’t want to stand side by side with all my elder brothers, I just want to stand on the saddle!"

Ji Sang laughed a few times, and raised his hand to support Feng Liyuan, "I, Ji Sang, have another powerful general. It seems that we will rise up, when will..."

Hearing this, Feng Liyuan thought to himself: "By using these 'Eighteen Riders', maybe we can get to Zhang Fang's tent and get the Chengying Sword back...but...hey, who cares, where is it? It’s not like going through life and death, so why bother to be passionate..."

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Recently, I have to prepare for a competition. These three days are a bit busy, and the update will be resumed on Thursday~