Luo Yan Hu does not return

A Bao has short legs and short arms, and he has been laughed at for more than a day or two. Even if Feng Liyuan asked him to take a few steps from time to time, he was still aggrieved, and couldn't help rushing forward to lift A Bao.

Ah Bao thumped a few times, besides his neck being strangled, he also felt that the soles of his feet were unhindered. It seemed that he was planning to understand it, but Feng Liyuan had no choice but to shake a few times vigorously, which attracted Ah Bao. To save face, think of yelling.

Feng Liyuan threw A'Bao into the field, and bound his hands and feet with the rotten robe in the package.Ah Bao smelled the faint rotten smell on the rotten cloth, and he was afraid that it would be patted directly on his mouth, and his lips and teeth would be "scented", so he felt silent.

"Tell me! Who are you going to report to?"

"Gong, gong, gongshi general..."

Feng Liyuan had been to Gongshifan's camp before, and he thought to himself: "This road... I'm afraid the detour is too far, trembling like this, it must be a lie."

He gestured to lift the torn robe in his hand, and Ah Bao hurriedly yelled, "General Gongshi said, if something happens to the cell, go directly to the north to look for that noble man."

"Sima Yingding must have figured out my whereabouts a long time ago, so she ran to Qinghe, what should I do..." Feng Liyuan kept thinking, dropped A Bao, and walked further and further away.

All the way to the north was full of overgrown weeds, Feng Liyuan felt more and more weird as he walked, a wooden house finally collapsed, Feng Liyuan fell to the ground in an instant, and then crawled forward, thinking: "That man is used to being rich, he really can bear it." Living in such a ghostly place?"

After he moved forward a few feet and turned around a mound, the intermittent shouting and cursing in the wooden house finally gradually entered his ears.

"This is... Brother Shi?"

Shi Le's mouth was dry from cursing, he squeezed the skin on his lips, and was about to start again, but he heard a stab from behind, and the ropes all over his body were loosened, and all of them fell under his feet.

"Who?"

"It's me, Brother Shi."

Shi Le stood frozen on the spot, with mixed emotions in his heart, unable to utter a word.

"What do you have to say - let's go out and talk." Feng Liyuan put aside the last rope, Shi Le reacted, his eyes were a little dull, he hesitated for a while, unable to think of the reason for the fire, so he could only follow Feng Liyuan in silence behind.

The two of them had just walked to the window when an afterimage suddenly flashed in front of their eyes, Feng Liyuan's composure suddenly changed, and he said in shock, "Q...Brother Gu?"

The man stepped out of the shadows, finally allowing Shi Le to see his facial features clearly, his eyebrows and eyes were [-]% similar to Feng Liyuan's, his pale complexion glowed with a cold light, which made Shi Le tremble unconsciously.

He only heard the man say: "It really is you... Feng Liyuan..."

"Brother Qigu, you are—"

Before Feng Liyuan finished speaking, the man drew his sword first, and pointed it straight at Feng Liyuan's throat. Feng Liyuan pushed Shi Le away and flashed to the side of the pillar in the room. At this time, the sword's edge was less than two inches away from him. Feng Liyuan bowed and pushed his elbow, avoiding the general by half an inch, the man dodged back immediately, but his expression was cold and gloomy.

Shi Le sat down between the two of them, in an extremely awkward situation, after much deliberation, he shrank back towards Feng Liyuan.

The two confronted each other for a long time, the man named "Qi Gu" remained cold and shouted coldly: "Put away your crooked ways and draw out your sword, let's compete with the Feng family's swordsmanship!"

After so many years in exile, he still has to cover up his origin, with the hat of "creepy ways" on his head, it would be difficult for anyone to change him willingly, Feng Liyuan immediately unsheathed his horizontal sword, with a terrifying aura.

"Hmph, you're putting on a posture that looks like Second Uncle... After all these years of neglect, I'd like to see if you can be as good as Zhi Shui Hero."

When Shi Le heard this, he continued to slander, "The miscellaneous people are indeed red tape, and fights started, and they still chatter and chatter..."

His gaze has been tightly glued to the tip of the two swords, for fear of missing every bit.

The ancient sword in the wind period has a cold wind, quick footsteps, and a close connection between moves and moves. It can be seen that the foundation is detailed, and it has been hard work for many years. But Shi Le can see clearly that he, like Feng Liyuan, is on the front line of life and death. The sword, it is difficult to continue with one more point.

"These two... I'm afraid they lost their souls in the sword?"

The two fought inseparably, unaware of the vortex in the room, Shi Le's beard fluttered wildly, but he still couldn't take his eyes off it.

According to Shi Le, these two people are more than one or two cuts higher than Ji Sang's "Invincible Hands in Luoyang". This life-and-death fight is only for him to watch, it is really a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

When Feng Liyuan sees the tricks, he doesn't seem to have thought about them at all. It is always Feng Qigu's extremely fast tricks that force Feng Liyuan to retreat again and again.

Dozens of bouts passed, the two were still on par, no one was more at ease than the other, Feng Qi's ancient sword was decisive, the sword was extremely fast, and rarely changed in a hurry, Feng Liyuan's sword moves were more clever, but the speed was slightly faster Slow, tricks are leaking, and there is no potential for lore.

The two fought for half a stick of incense, and Feng Qigu's strength gradually gained the upper hand. Even though Shi Le had many things he didn't quite understand, he could see Feng Liyuan's decline, and abruptly interjected, "" The miscellaneous people teach others how to be respectful, and unexpectedly, when they fight, it is life and death, and there is no mercy."

He wasn't sure who was thinking what he said or what he said, so the two of them ignored it, the sword lights intersected, and the clanging continued, making Shi Le unable to get close to him. Once, Grandpa Shi repayed his kindness...it was just a sneak attack from behind...that's all, I can't care about that much anymore."

Feng Qigu's sword was a little weaker, Shi Le took advantage of Feng Qigu's energy accumulation, carefully stepped forward, and punched violently at an arm's length, unexpectedly hit him by mistake, forcing Feng Qigu to Staggered forward.

As soon as Chengying pierced through, almost poking Shi Le's fist, Feng Liyuan exclaimed, "Brother Qigu!"

Although Feng Liyuan moved his sword in time, avoiding the vital points of Feng Qigu's lungs, the sword's edge was facing Feng Qigu's right shoulder, which was the lifeblood of the warrior.

Feng Liyuan put away the scabbard nervously, stepped in front of Feng Qigu, unexpectedly Feng Qigu didn't even hum, stepped on the window sill, and was already gone.

"Brother Shi, let's hurry up, the injury is important, if there is any delay, Brother Qigu's entire arm will be useless—"

Shi Le turned out of the window after a while, and there were no shadows of the two of them, so he just groped forward indiscriminately, completely lost the direction.

Shi Le walked for an hour, and the scene in front of him became more and more desolate. He just wanted to scold his mother, but he was hungry and thirsty, and he didn't have much energy left to waste, so he finally sat down on the ground, looking around aimlessly.

"Brother Shi, is there no one on your side?"

Feng Liyuan didn't know when to show up, and Shi Le almost jumped up in shock.

"Mo... Nineteenth brother, what happened to that person earlier?"

"Brother Shi, now we both know the basics. I have to listen to you to explain all the calculations before, otherwise it will be too stupid to sell myself casually like before."

"Hmph, it's ridiculous, why did the chopsticks give in to our eighteen riders, and even the eldest brother kept it a secret, how could I have the ability to calculate—"

Feng Liyuan gave a dry laugh, and interrupted impatiently: "Then Kang Erliu wasn't pushed by you?"

"...So what, he was also rescued by you later."

Feng Liyuan buzzed in his head, and suddenly said loudly: "Brother Qigu saved him!" Seeing that the wind was about to blow under his feet, Shi Le quickly reached out and grabbed Feng Liyuan's clothes.

"Just wait a moment, Grandpa Shi is very hungry, first think of a way to get something to eat."

"Oh, I didn't think that the dignified sweeping general would sometimes beg for food. If I don't want to get it today, Brother Shi will have to sit here and wait to die?"

Shi Le got angry, forced himself to stand up, and muttered in a low voice: "Huh, this bastard is really going to repay his kindness. I knew that I just hit him...it should be him...you are-"

A piece of white steamed bun appeared before Shi Le's eyes, and there was no sound at once. The steamed bun looked hard, wobbly and still falling off, but Shi Le ignored it and buried his head in chewing hard.

Feng Liyuan stood in the distance, folded his arms on his chest, frowned slightly, thinking again and again.

"Hey, Grandpa Shi has finished eating, and now one is the top three. If you need help, Grandpa Shi has plenty of strength..." Shi Le patted the crumbs on his body, and leaned in front of Feng Liyuan, wanting to ease the atmosphere of the stalemate between the two, However, Feng Liyuan was always thoughtful and turned a deaf ear to what he said.

Shi Le was furious, and tried to raise his hand to hit Feng Liyuan's shoulder, but he didn't want to be pinched behind his back, unable to move.

"It's not that it's good to say that 'a gentleman uses his mouth but not his hands', you bastard, how can you be like this..." Shi Le was in pain, and he no longer had the momentum to curse.

"Brother Shi, I didn't intend to hide it from my brothers. It's just the past... I really have unspeakable difficulties. If I am not careful, I will become a bird in a cage and a prisoner in this life. If it were you, how could it be here? Just willingly?"

Feng Liyuan mixed in the Eighteen Cavalry, fighting fiercely with his subordinates, often out of shape, never showing the slightest loss and depression, Shi Le saw it in his eyes, couldn't maintain the previous provocative glaring, and said in a deep voice:

"You Han people are troublesome, but you say a lot of beautiful things, especially when you talk about the big men in the world, 'When you get angry, the princes are afraid, and the world goes down when you live in peace', you are very arrogant, but when it comes to seriousness, what do you do? , everyone is stumbling and stingy, Nineteenth Brother Kong has a whole body of ability, so he has no power or power like our brothers, and cannot stand in this troubled world."

After a few months of acquaintance, it was the first time Feng Liyuan had met Shi Le to teach someone. He felt a little awkward listening, and smiled and said: "Brother Shi is always miscellaneous, but he understands the word 'Han' very well. .”

"Hmph, there are Han people everywhere, and you can't hide from them. It's not up to me whether you understand or not."

Feng Liyuan heaved a long sigh, looked as usual, and walked forward on his own, not very fast, just enough for Shi Le to follow easily.

Shi Le looked at Feng Liyuan's back, and thought to himself: "If I were this Feng... Li Yuan, I would definitely swing my sword in all directions, ride my horse freely, and achieve great achievements for thousands of years. Didn't the brain get flooded? Weird, really weird..."

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The little angels of the college entrance examination must eat well and sleep well, I wish you the title of the gold list~