This deity is handsome and splits the sky

It has been snowing lightly in the city since early morning, and a thin layer of silver frost has accumulated on the road.

Danxia City is the most prosperous city in the north, not only for business, but also for many monks.But most of the monks and ordinary people can be distinguished at a glance. Most of the monks have a dusty temperament, and in the cold winter months, most of the ordinary people are tightly wrapped, while those with cultivation are not afraid of the cold. For the convenience of walking, most of them wear light clothes.

The highest place in Danxia City is the Zhongcui Pavilion, which is the best place to appreciate the scenery of the whole city, so even if it snows, some people still stop here.

The best shochu in the city is also at the Zhongcui Pavilion. Wouldn’t it be wonderful to cook wine and enjoy the scenery at the highest place in the city.

However, today's Chung Cuiting is not the same as in the past.

The reason was that two monks who had hatred in the first place met by chance on the Zhongcui Pavilion, and immediately fought with jealousy when they met their enemies. In an instant, they saw spells and magic weapons flying together, and the light of the sword was the same as the shadow of the sword.

The other people sitting in the pavilion suffered a lot and ran away one after another.Although there were many monks and nobles' children among the rest of the people present, firstly, monks are superior to ordinary people. Stepping forward, one after another pretended nothing happened.

The Zhongcui Pavilion is charged according to the position. If you want to see the best view, you have to sit on the outermost side. The price is also the most expensive. Although it is expensive, it is overcrowded every day, and because the two monks are fighting here, all the people on the outer side have dispersed. It is clean and empty, not to mention the thought of admiring the beautiful scenery.

The two monks in this room were fighting in full swing, but there was a slight commotion from the crowd in the other room, most of which were the sounds of girls breathing.I saw a handsome young man in a white coat with gold rims slowly walking up the steps and turning into the pavilion.

The young man tied his black hair with a gold ribbon, a gold safety buckle inlaid with jade and a jade pendant with cloud patterns on his waist, and a golden sword inlaid with gold and jade in his hand.Many young princes in the world like to adorn their bodies with gold, but most of them are just a little embellishment, because it is too vulgar.The young man in front of him seems to be the only one who can decorate his whole body with gold, even the saber is made of pure gold, but it only looks luxurious and not vulgar.

Feng Qixue looked around at the entrance of the pavilion, and found a good viewing spot, which was near the fence of the pavilion. It happened that there was no one sitting around here, and noise was avoided, so she happily walked to this place.

The crowd of onlookers gasped immediately, and an impatient girl even shouted, "Master, don't go forward."

But it was already too late, Feng Cuixue had already stood under the shadow of swords and swords, intervening in the middle of the two fighters.

The two monks were all terrified, and they were vigilant in their hearts, lest the person who came over was the other side's helper.

——I saw this young man in white with a tall and straight figure, walking slowly.

Sword magic weapon has no eyes, just now when the wind urged Xue to approach, countless sword qi formulas came towards him, but dissipated and disappeared the moment it touched his clothes.

In a corner not far away, a group of guards in black guarded the two sitting at the table tightly.One of them was wearing a black cloak, squinting his eyes and looking at the two fighting monks, "Fighting in the street, ignoring the rules and killing people like ants, is this the way monks practice?"

The other young man was handsome, wearing a light green dress and a brocade gown outside. In the early winter, he looked like a frozen man in the Wei and Jin Dynasties, but what he saw was walking through the wind and snow with swords, lights, swords and shadows calmly.His expression was full of admiration, "I learned, next time I will be so handsome."

At this time, the two monks who were fighting had already stopped, and they all glared at the wind that passed them, "Who are you!"

"If you want to provoke, report your name!"

Passing through the two-person formation without giving way, interrupting the two's attack like no one else is, it's hard not to think it's a provocation.

Feng Zhuxue had a very good temper and sat down slowly, "I'm passing by, you guys come on."

After finishing speaking, he waved to the store clerk in the corner and said, "What's the best wine in your store?"

The two monks looked at each other, and surprisingly unanimously decided to unanimously talk to each other first, and then repair this defiant boy.

So the two turned their directions together, and attacked the wind and snow.

The cultivation of these two monks is not considered low, otherwise they would not have fought in the pavilion for so long but no one dared to step forward to stop them, so even these two did not expect that the sword under their joint strength would be The stab was empty, and the other party didn't even move while sitting on the seat.

Feng Cuixue touched the hair on her sideburns with lingering fear, "Why did you hit me? You almost messed up my hair."

The young man in a flowered robe in the corner commented in a low voice, "Being handsome invisible is the most deadly, I learned it."

Sure enough, the two monks became even angrier, and their attacks became more violent, but they still couldn't even touch the corners of Feng Qixue's clothes.

One of the monks couldn't help being even more angry, "Why don't you draw your sword!"

Feng Cuixue blocked the opponent's attack with the scabbard, forcing the opponent to take a few steps back, and when he was about to speak, a clear voice from the sky took his lines:

"Naturally, you don't need to draw your sword to hit you."

A young man in a flower robe descended from the sky, holding an unsheathed scimitar in his hand, just in front of Feng Cuixue's body, the sharp saber aura knocked the two of them to the ground.

"Of course, there is no need to draw the sword." The handsome young man in a flower robe said with a smile.

"Ni...Niguang Knife!" The two looked at the knife in the hands of the young man in the flower robe in astonishment, guessed each other's identity in an instant, looked at each other, and ran away with oil on the soles of their feet.

At this time, Feng Zhuxue also saw the face of the youth in the flower robe clearly, "Huh? It's you? What a coincidence."

The young man in the flower robe in front of him is the kind-hearted man who taught shadow puppetry with him at the Lantern Market last night. Feng Cuixue did not expect such a coincidence to meet him here.

The young man in the flower robe laughed, looking even more handsome, "Do you remember me?"

After finishing speaking, he casually threw an ingot of gold into the clerk's arms, "Let's have a pot of good food, a pot of spring, and two dishes of side dishes."

The clerk left with the gold in his hands, and the young man in the flowered robe sat down, sitting opposite the wind and snow, "My surname is Fang, my name is Jianhong, and my name is Junmei. What do you call my virtuous brother?"

Feng Cuixue also reported her name, blinked and said, "Then why aren't you called Fang Junmei?"

Fang Jianhong also blinked, "My mother wanted to wake me up, but my father didn't agree, so I had to say it."

"What kind of knife are you? Why did they run away when they saw you?" Feng Cuixue looked curiously at the knife in Fang Jianhong's hand, and Fang Jianhong handed it over generously. The neon light scabbard was dark and decorated with red paint. The blade is long and narrow, slightly curved, reflecting the bright silver light.

"The name of the sword, Niguang, is passed down in the family."

"Good knife."

The wind urged Xue to put the knife back into its sheath, and returned the neon light knife to Fang Jianhong, "Then you must be famous?"

Fang Jianhong said modestly: "I did a small business at home, it's okay hahaha... Those two just now, if you don't convince them with fear, they will definitely come to trouble you again."

Feng Zuixue didn't take it seriously, "It doesn't matter."

"Hahaha my brother has a big heart, but I'm curious about how you walked through their magic circle unscathed with those hands just now? You are so handsome hahaha." Fang Jianhong rubbed his hands together after finishing speaking. Looking expectantly at Feng Cuixue, "Can you teach me how to be a brother?"

I saw Feng Cuixue readily took out a bunch of close-fitting magic weapons from his sleeves, "The magic weapons given by others, do you want it? Share it with you?"

"Ah, this..." Fang Jianhong was disappointed, "Just, that's it?"

However, the next moment Fang Jianhong couldn't care less about disappointment, he held the amulets in disbelief, and looked at the rest of the pile on the table, "These amulets are all ninth-rank spells, and many high-ranking monks can't make them." , just one piece is extremely rare and is looted by thousands of people, how do you have so many!!!”

Even Fang Jianhong himself only had two charms of this level, but this brother Fengxian had... a bunch!

"Did that... give you these? Do you know who made them?" Fang Jianhong briefly explained to Feng Cuixue how rare these charms were, and asked with a full face.

Feng Cuixue thought for a while and thought that Qingfeng was so poor that he probably couldn't afford so many talismans, so he said, "It's the person next to me yesterday, he should have made it himself?"

Fang Jianhong didn't expect an expert to be around, and said in surprise, "I see, do you know the name of this expert?"

Feng Zuixue: "I can't tell."

Experts are always mysterious, Fang Jianhong expressed his understanding, and the two chatted casually, and Fang Jianhong learned that Feng Cuixue and the 'expert' were Taoist couples, and they only came to Danxia City yesterday.

During the conversation, Feng Cuixue also learned that Fang Jianhong was not a native of Danxia City, and had only entered the city two days earlier than Feng Cuixue. He came to propose marriage to his fiancée, who had been married since childhood, at the request of his family.

Fang Jianhong still had to stay in the city for a while because he hadn't seen his fiancée yet, but he was very curious why Qingfeng was not by Feng Cuixue's side, because Zhong Cuiting was a famous scene in Danxia City, and whenever he came to Danxia Most people in Xiacheng will come to Zhongcui Pavilion to enjoy the sunset of Danxia.

Of course, there was another reason, that is, Fang Jianhong really wanted to see this monk who could draw so many Ninth Grade Talismans again.

However, Feng Cuixue was stunned, avoiding Fang Jianhong's earnest eyes, and turned his head to look outside the railing, "Oh, he's not free."

Fang Jianhong was keenly aware that Feng Cuixue's expression was wrong, "Your brother seems to have something on your mind?" Fang Jianhong's eyes were puzzled for a moment, then he bent his eyes and smiled: "If you have something on your mind, why don't you come and listen to Brother Wei, maybe I can help you." Help you untangle it."

Feng Cuixue just looked at him, took a sip of his wine, thought for a while, "It's a bit complicated."

Fang Jianhong said enthusiastically: "It's all right, but it's related to Qingfeng? I often resolve the worries of my brothers and sisters at home, and I can help you analyze and analyze any complicated emotional entanglement."

Feng Cuixue wondered: "Emotional entanglements? That's not true."

The spirit of gossip went out a little in Fang Jianhong's eyes, "Oh, okay, what's that about?"

Feng Cuixue propped his chin and thought for a while, before slowly saying: "Okay, I have a friend..."

"He has a valet."

Fang Jianhong was puzzled, follower?According to the principle that a friend is oneself, isn't it a Taoist companion?

"This servant is a good person. Although he likes to lie, he is still very honest and enthusiastic, such as hoeing the strong and supporting the weak, robbing the rich and helping the poor." Feng Cuixue said: "This servant often follows me... A friend showed his loyalty, drew closer, and kept saying that he liked my friend, but wanted to kill him..."

"This is simply a hypocrite with a sweet belly and a sword!" Fang Jianhong was categorically filled with righteous indignation, "He must be trying to cheat money and sex! Brother, cough, your friend must stay away from him!"

"But he once blocked a knife for my friend, and almost died." Feng Cuixue said slowly.

"Ah, this..." Fang Jianhong's mouth twitched, and he was speechless for a moment when he had an idea, "As the saying goes, you don't want a child to be a wolf. He must want to cheat your friend's trust, and then cheat money and sex!"

Fang Jianhong stretched out two fingers, "Two solutions, first, kill him, and second, stay away from him!"

"Well said!" Feng Cuixue clapped his hands excitedly.

Fang Jianhong also clapped his hands excitedly, and suddenly realized something, "Is your servant good? Do you need help for brother?"

"You said it's my friend's attendant, so it shouldn't be bad?" Feng Cuixue touched a pile of talismans given by Qingfeng, and thought about it seriously, "It's not necessary to help, my friend decided to stay as an attendant for a while, because He has some things to find out."

For example, Qingfeng's various concealment, Shen Yupo's hatred, that sentence of Fenghuang in the tomb, and why they don't want to restore their memories by themselves?Even... moved to kill?

If he wants to find the answer to all these questions, he can only follow Qingfeng, and then tear away the mask that is full of lies bit by bit.