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196. After ten years of retreat, I am number one in the world 10.
On the top of Cangxi Mountain, the scorching sun is in the sky, the wind is calm and the clouds are scattered.
The sound of swords pierced the boundless silence and collided fiercely!
"The fight was so intense as soon as it was shot!"
"Is this the strength of the white dragon fighters?"
"Monsters, all monsters!"
As soon as Xie Chengyun and Lin Cefu drew their swords, they caused a lot of noise from nearby people.
Fang Wenmin couldn't care less about asking anything else, and immediately raised his head and focused on the sword platform.
In the blink of an eye, the two people on the sword platform have already passed several tricks. Although the swords and swords are exquisite, they do not have the mind to decide whether to win or lose. The tricks and the true meaning of kendo have not been used. The fierce battle was more like a battle of swords and swords.
The two of them were fully open, walking up and down, their clothes flying, their long swords reflecting the dazzling sunlight, shining like a stream of fire, and the sound of colliding and clinking was incessant.
The Snow-Fushing Sword and the Killing Sword are slender, thin and tough like heavy snow fluttering, without the slightest icy cold, and a broad and medium-sized handle like grass, trees and rocks, and there is no killing intent at all.
But when the two were cut out, one sword froze ten feet, and the other killed it into frost.
The former sword is boundless, and the snow is icy and cold, and the brakes make the stone-built high platform fine snow flutter, and the forest leaves are frozen.
The latter opened and closed, with unparalleled murderous intent, the sword stabbed out like a white rainbow piercing the sun, and the stone broke into shock, encasing the invincible sharpness to the bone.
The mountains collapsed and the snow flowed turbulently, crushing all the vegetation on the ground, but it could not overwhelm the stubborn stone standing on one side.
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The stubborn stone broke out of the snow, turned into a flying bird with a rainbow, and rushed straight out of the clouds, trying to cut off the snow and intercept the stream.
However, the clouds suddenly changed, and they froze one after another, like a copper wall and an iron wall, blocking the trend of birds. In addition, the flying snow suddenly intensified, as fine as a snare, like the wings of a trapped bird.
The flying bird screamed up, turned into an eagle, and crashed into the ice cloud.
"Zheng-!"
The clear sound resounded through the mountains and clouds, and it was really agitated, and the resting mountain wind suddenly lifted up.
Everyone watching the battle raised their eyes and found that under the scorching sun, there was really heavy snow falling slowly, and every snowflake was tit for tat with a killing intent hidden in the wind.
A well-known old man sighed: "What a change in offense and defense, and the knowledge of swordsmanship is well-versed. The two of them have already achieved the profound meaning of the change of swordsmanship, even if they are ordinary Ding Dan, they are far behind!"
Chu Yunsheng looked at the sword platform attentively.
The principles of the sword and the sword all have something in common, and if you take it seriously, you will realize a lot.
In addition, can clearly realize that Xie Chengyun and Lin Ce's understanding of swords is extremely extraordinary.
If the sword battle between Fang Jingyou and the young swordsman Fang Jingyou was Lin Zhe Shi Beng, the battle between Xie Chengyun and Lin Ce was a cracking of the ground, and the falling snow created wind. The former is far from the latter. If the person standing on the sword platform right now is Xie Chengyun or Lin Ce, they are not opponents.
There is still a lot of martial arts to learn, and the road to go is far from over.
"This battle may not be short."
Fang Wenmin said: "When people fight against each other, it is obvious that they want to perform their own swordsmanship and swordsmanship. They don't want a quick battle, but they want to be hearty. This is for all the swordsmen present. , is a peak display of swordsmanship with the realm of the gods, and it is also a good fortune."
The voice fell, and Ning Guan's lazy voice came from the pavilion: "This is called the battle of the sword. Ask the enemy's sword, ask me the sword, ask the servant's sword... wonderful, wonderful!"
"However, according to me, this battle will not be long. Xie Chengyun is only at the peak of his spirit, and Lin Ce has already made up his mind half a step. The two are really different. Xie Chengyun is shrewd and will never delay. After I arrived, I consumed too much. I was looking forward to the most incisive battle, but even more looking forward to a successful battle."
Fang Wenmin shook his fan, but did not refute Ning Guan's words. In fact, he thought so too.
During the conversation, the two of them on the mountain topped with swords, and the fight became more and more fierce.
Either as sturdy and unpretentious, or as light as a little snow, or as fierce and fierce, or as good as water.
Xie Chengyun's sword, a sword is faster than a sword, and a sword is more free from the restrictions of moves and potentials than a sword.
I am using a sword, and I am also painting.
Flying snow, his body is like a white eagle, and the floor is covered with a long scroll. Only the sword in his hand, only the sword in his heart, is a paintbrush, splashing ink here, the meaning is boundless.
Lin Ce was a fisherman who was fishing.
When the sword stance returned to guard, it was peaceful and stable, even though the heavy snow blocked the river, the cold wind was like a knife, and he also sat firmly on the boat, unmoving.
When the sword was flying across the sky, it would drop the bait and raise the hook, and the scorpion would splash around like water, and the killing intent was condensed at the tip of the hook. Several swords attacked in succession, without giving a chance to breathe, it was almost a success. Lotty nets, catching a river of big fish.
"Come on!"
In the pavilion, the young monk Juechen said suddenly.
As soon as the voice came out, the two people on the sword platform who had already used this sword to send their swords to the peak, all their moves stopped, and they were immediately pulled back, as if they were involuntarily returning their swords. Thousands of swords were united, and their bodies leaped like fish, like a meteor, slamming into each other brazenly!
No more temptations, no more reservations.
The heavy snow fell, the mountains were full of green and daisies, the wind was howling, and the forests and seas of hundreds of miles bowed down.
The two of them made their unique moves together, and the true meaning of kendo was fully revealed.
The brush and ink of Fu Xuejian dripped into the thick place, and the long scroll has come to an end.
Countless vitality was in the form of ice and snow, and his heart moved at will, and his feet were deep in the mud. Lin Ce suddenly raised his head and saw himself falling into the picture scroll. For a long time, only a stroke on the top of his head fell leisurely, and no fireworks were seen. It was fatal.
Not angry or alarmed, Lin Ce slashed his sword diagonally and stabbed it out.
The river is thousands of miles away, the fisherman is wearing a scorpion, and the slender fishing line trembles slightly, as if the time has come. The killing sword is like a fishing rod, provoked upward, disturbing the fish in the river, and the snow is full.
With a bang, the fish hook broke through the ice and was thrown out far away. A big fish swayed and slowly emerged onto the hook.
Xie Chengyun stared at this sword, as if he saw a fishhook thrown in, carried by a strange force, as if he could not escape the fate of being caught no matter how he dodged.
But did not intend to hide.
The two use the true meaning of kendo to describe their own swordsmanship, and then use swordsmanship to deduce the succession and transformation, and set up attack and defense traps for each other. Whoever's sword is more in line with one's own way and one's own heart, whose sword is stronger and more powerful, is unmatched.
Fuxue Luomo, unrestrained and unrestrained, with profound meaning.
Killing the body and raising the hook, it is sharp and sharp, taking people's lives like extinguishing an oil lamp.
The sword meets the sword, the gang shoots, the sword light is better than the sunlight, and the style is amazing!
Countless people watching the battle gasped, their eyes widened suddenly, and their expressions were dumbfounded. Even if the swords spread their fascination, and the light reflected by the blazing sun was extremely dazzling, they still kept their eyes fixed on the sword platform. .
The wind stopped, and the snow stopped.
The killing sword stopped an inch outside of Xie Chengyun's brows, and the killing intent was condensed into the Bianstone bone, which seemed to be able to be stimulated at any time and take people's lives. But it couldn't inspire in the end—a piece of crystal clear snow landed on the tip of the sword, as light as a feather, and it bent the rock-solid killing sword into a slight arc.
At this time, Fu Xuejian had gently rubbed Lin Ce's throat, with a dignified edge that was restrained but did not show any blood.
"The realm of micro control..."
Lin Ce lowered his eyes, looked at the Fuxue Sword in front of him, and said solemnly, "This sword is better than me."
After saying that, he withdrew his body, put the sword back in its sheath, just like when he came, brushed the snow on the front of his clothes, and walked down the sword platform with the sword in his arms.
When Lin Ce turned around and got off the sword platform and stepped up the mountain road, the crowd of spectators around them came back to their senses, either laughing excitedly, sighing, or fascinated by the sword light, pulling his companions to discuss endlessly, or understanding something. When talking with the people around him, the Cangxi Mountain Brake is full of people's voices and uproar.
"There is such a sword technique in the world!"
"A sword is an ink pen, a sword is a fishhook, and a sword is a sword! This old man has been practicing swords for decades, and seeing this battle today, he will know what a sword is!"
"I'm waiting for the swordsman with Han, I heard that, I can die in the evening!"
"It is indeed the battle for the peak of the White Dragon List! This is a well-deserved reputation!"
"It has long been said that the strength of the Fuxue Sword is by no means the thirteenth, but in recent years, it has rarely been shot, and it does not fight with others, so the ranking is only outside the tenth. Previously, a certain did not agree, but now, it is Lian Bailong. The capital of the list can be won, it is really rich and wide, it is extraordinary!"
"At noon, when I was climbing the mountain with the sword of death, I was still discussing Xie Chengyun's unwisdom, but I couldn't turn from weak to strong, and accumulated strength. On the contrary, in the first battle, I had to fight the first sword below Dingdan, which is really arrogant. He has the reputation of being a humble gentleman. But who would have guessed, this is not arrogance, but well-planned!"
"Below the alchemy, who would dare to say that fighting against Lin Ce can be confident? Xie Chengyun also cannot be sure of his chances of winning, but his sword has reached this point. If he wants to make a breakthrough, if he wants to sharpen his sword, he will To face difficulties and not be afraid of hardships and dangers, that is, knowing that the first victory in the Kaijiantai will be defeated, but still willing to take risks, and use a fearless sword to achieve a perfect sword heart!"
"Extremely great!"
"By defeating Lin Ce, ascending to the top of the White Dragon Ranking, opening the Sword Stage, and asking the sword, what kind of limelight is this, and what kind of momentum is like a rainbow!"
"This battle actually made me a little believe that Fu Xuejian may become the sixth person to succeed in the Kaijian stage!"
"The first five are all legends..."
There were also people who hurriedly squeezed out and sent a message to the major forces: "Quick, spread the word to the Patriarch, Fuxue Jianjian defeated Lin Ce, and climbed to the top of the White Dragon Ranking! Dingdan and below will be the first! "
"Quick pass! The Fuxue Sword is better than the Killing Sword!"
"Urgent - Xie family, Xie Chengyun, top of the thirteenth battle list, jumped to the top of the white dragon list, the sword heart is suspected to be complete, the swordsmanship touches the truth, and is about to enter no sword and no self!"
The tranquility of Cangxi Mountain was shattered, and the people were clamoring for it.
In this hustle and bustle, Xie Chengyun put away his sword, stroked the snow in white clothes, bowed his hands as a salute, and moved towards the countless Jianghu people watching the battle, towards the countless outstanding talents in Daxia, Beimo, Shiyu, and Miaojiang. In the boundless rivers and lakes and below, the posture was condensed, and he laughed loudly: "Today Xie opened the sword platform, the ceremony has been completed, please go up the mountain, have a feast to celebrate, and have a happy discussion of martial arts."
"it is good!"
"Young Master Xie is really generous and generous!"
"Hahahaha, someone is so disrespectful!"
This remark was highly appreciated.
I watched the battle from last night until now, and had no sleep all night, and stood against the sun in the midsummer. For the warriors, they might still be able to support, not tired, but it is a good thing to be able to rest and eat running water. Whenever there is a sectarian event, there must be a banquet that invites guests, which is not uncommon in the rivers and lakes.
After Xie Chengyun finished speaking, the housekeeper and guard of the Xie family walked out of the mountains and forests, leading many martial arts heroes to the other side of the top of the mountain. There were already hundreds of tables ready to entertain guests.
Xie Chengyun stood beside the mountain road, and greeted some people from Jianghu who came to meet with familiar faces. After that, he turned back to the top of the mountain and entered the hut to rest for a while.
Chu Yunsheng and Fang Wenmin bypassed the crowd and went straight to the back of the sword platform.
Xi Feiming in the half-mountain pavilion wanted to follow him. He passed a voice transmission in person and laughed at Xie Chengyun, but the little monk Juechen was already drooling at the smell of the banquet, so he dragged him to the banquet. , could not tolerate resistance.
Ning Guan, Yan Xuanji and others also decided to fill their stomachs first, not in a hurry to meet Xie Chengyun, extremely informal and frank.
As soon as he entered the hut, Chu Yunsheng saw Xie Chengyun cross-legged on the low couch, his figure slightly crooked, his eyebrows furrowed, as if he was meditating.
Hearing the movement, Xie Chengyun raised his eyes, and when he saw Chu Yun's voice, he laughed softly: "If you don't come, I'll still have to call you, but I couldn't lift it with just one mouthful, and my hands and feet were a little awkward. Soft, I can't sit still, but I want to change my clothes."
Fang Wenmin, who had his feet on the threshold, was startled, turned on his fan, and hurriedly covered his face: "See no evil, hear no evil! Brother Xie, we haven't seen you for just an hour or two, how has it changed? You've become such a rambunctious fanatic! Shame to death, shame to death!"
Xie Chengyun kept his smile still, and said casually: "Xie Mou is a slut, and he is only in Chu Chu, but he is not as good as Brother Fang. There are hundreds of brothels and painting boats in Beijing, and Brother Fang keeps them all."
Chu Yunsheng listened to the bickering between the two, but ignored it, turned around, pulled out a brand-new coat from the hut, pulled Xie Chengyun's wrist, and began to change clothes.
Fang Wenmin pretended not to have heard of it, and pretended not to have seen it, put down his fan, and said, "Brother Xie, since you have exhausted your strength in the battle with Lin Ce, why do you have to insist on a meal just now? Jianghu people? If someone takes the opportunity to sneak attack, or if they are exhausted for too long and cause internal injuries, it will be a bad thing after all."
Xie Chengyun shook his head and said, "Brother Fang, I don't understand. If you win, you will be successful and beautiful, and you can't lose with your demeanor or power. Believe it or not, Lin Ce also emptied into the air with the next sword. I’m really exhausted, but I will ask tomorrow to find out, Lin Ce went down the mountain and left, definitely going down step by step, no one to help, no car to pick up.”
"To lose beautifully, I want to win beautifully."
Fang Wenmin was speechless.
And this time, the other side.
The young swordsman Fang Jingyou untied the reins, lifted the curtain of the carriage, and finally walked to the foot of the mountain step by step, and Lin Ce bent over to get on the carriage.
Raised my hand and wiped it off at will, looking at the top of the mountain through the car window.
"Xie Chengyun will definitely fight with me for this."
said: "Extremely childish."
Fang Jingyou was sitting on the carriage, throwing his horsewhip and glancing sideways at Lin Ce, and pouted his lips in a disgraceful manner: "I'm still talking about others, isn't it? You lose even if you lose, what face is there to fight for, go home and have a good time. If you practice swordsmanship, you will have a big face when you fight back, don't blame me for teaching a lesson, Lin Ce, it's true..."
The scabbard snapped on Fang Jingyou's skull.
Fang Jingyou shouted, drawing his sword to fight Lin Ce desperately, and then being suppressed by a sword, with his legs shrunk, his head drooping, he continued to drive.
The twilight is four, and the rays of the sun are endless.
On the top of the mountain, several wine jugs fell over, and peanut shells piled up.
A dozen or so well-known heroic teenagers on the White Dragon List sat on the ground, no longer caring about their image, collided with jugs, drank happily, and ate meat.
Xi Feiming held a chicken leg high, which made the little monk Juechen shake his hands drunkenly, and when he was about to reach it, Xi Feiming opened his mouth and bit half of it. Stagger.
The two little Taoist priests who came to see the senior brother from Qingshan Temple immediately tried to persuade them to fight, and they were also knocked down with their small bald heads.
Yan Xuanji's silver spear lay across her lap, and Li Ming drank a gulp of wine, and then used her hand instead of a weapon to fight against each other, living up to the two martial idiots.
Ning Guan was lying on his back. don't know where he found a reed tube. He inserted it into the jug and sucked it. It looked like admiring the moon, but he moved quietly, trying to rest his head on Yan Xuanji's leg.
Unexpectedly, he was seen through as soon as he got close, Yan Xuanji was furious, and when he picked up the silver spear, he was about to stab him.
Fang Wenmin dragged two friends from the Shangjing family who were at the bottom of the White Dragon Ranking, and shed tears while drinking: "I thought I would win this battle with Brother Xie, and my ranking could move a bit, but I won't be able to do that until the battle is over. When I think about it, I only ranked 18th on the White Dragon Ranking, and I can't even think of the first and thirteenth rankings."
When Juechen, who couldn't grab the chicken leg, heard it, he was stunned and raised his hand to wipe his tears: "I fell, it was me... I fell from the third to the fourth!"
The two sons of the aristocratic family laughed wryly, shook their heads and sighed. One of them was the third and the other was the eighteenth. They all cried like this. What about us, who are in the 30s or 40s?
If it hadn't been beaten, really want this group of people to be beaten so hard.
On the edge of the crowd where Lun Wu was drinking and laughing, Xie Chengyun was half-sitting and half-recumbent, with one hand on the ground, the other on his bent knee, and swayed the jug.
The Fuxue Sword was placed beside him, quiet and condensed, without sharp edges, just like an ordinary weapon.
In fact, it is indeed an ordinary weapon.
Many people in Jianghu know that Xie Chengyun's Fuxue Sword is not a magic weapon that ranks in the weapon spectrum, but an ordinary weapon forged by the Xie Family Sword Furnace.
The only thing that is unusual is that this sword was forged by Xie Chengyun who chose iron and stone, set it on fire and melted water, and forged it with one hammer and one hammer. Then Xie Chengyun named it Fuxuejian, and went to Beijing with it, traveled down the rivers and lakes, and sounded a big name.
Today, it doesn't need anyone to admit it, and it doesn't need to be ranked in the weapon spectrum. It is still a famous sword in the eyes of many Jianghu people.
"neat."
Suddenly, Xie Chengyun put down the wine jug, leaned his body to the side, his forehead bumped against Chu Yun's sideburns, the wine was diffused, and his voice was soft: "I crossed Cangxi Mountain in front of me. sunset?"
Chu Yunsheng sighed helplessly, and supported Xie Chengyun's waist with one hand.
Among these drunkards who are unwilling to force their drinks out of their mouths, the amount of alcohol consumed is a sober one.
"No."
Seeing that no one was paying attention to this place, Chu Yunsheng used his robe sleeves to cover it up, grabbed the person close to him, and let Xie Chengyun press him into his arms. It was concluded that Xie Chengyun was really indulging in wine, and he was a little drunk, and he even forgot that he had never been to Cangxi Mountain before.
"Cangxi Mountain has no view or temple, so we built a mountain road that leads directly to the top of the mountain, because the sunset scene of Cangxi Mountain is so beautiful and fascinating, and there is an endless stream of tourists from the north and the south."
Xie Chengyun said.
"It is indeed a beautiful scenery." Chu Yun replied.
Yesterday I had no intention to appreciate it, but today I am relaxed in body and mind. Sitting high on the sword platform and looking up, the sunset at Cangxi Mountain is indeed a magnificent and rare sight in the world.
The sunset is sinking in the eyes, the layers of forest are gradually dyed, the golden and orange red are pouring in, and the glow is magnificent.
The mountains are half-bright and half-dark, like light ink and sparse, thin clouds and mists slowly rise among the vegetation and forests, wafting and falling, like a jade belt surrounding the mountains, even better than a fairyland, like a fairy wrapped in plain, graceful and moving.
The Longhu River gallops far away, sparkling like thousands of golden scales.
Qingjiang water, Baili Mountain, boundless sunset.
"I was in Penglai in the south of the Yangtze River, and I saw the sunset when I was boating. At Xiongguan in the North Desert, I spent the sunset facing the yellow sand of the desert—"
Xie Chengyun half-closed his eyes, his long and straight eyelashes were lined with golden shimmers, grinning, raising his hand to catch a strand of Chu Yunsheng's hair that was lifted by the wind, and his voice was abrupt. After a pause, he said softly, "If there are too few places you've been to, you might as well come with me and see the rivers and lakes."
Chu Yunsheng did not expect Xie Chengyun to say such a thing at this time, so he took a sip of the jug and said, "What if I shouldn't?"
Xie Chengyun raised his face, bent his waist, and put his pillow on Chu Yunsheng's knee. His smile remained unchanged, and he raised his eyebrows and said, "You can't beat me."
Bowing his head slightly, looking at the familiar smiling brows, Chu Yunsheng couldn't help but bend his lips, and said in a low voice, "Isn't it because Young Master Xie left a secret trick on me, not afraid of me escaping, Aren't you afraid that I have a ghost in my heart and betray you by collaborating with the enemy?"
Xie Chengyun was not surprised, he just raised his finger and gently stroked Chu Yunsheng's Adam's apple, which was covered up by the bone-shrinking technique, laughed, and said, "A medicine needle as thin as an ox's hair, I will bite it in the prison cell. The machine is sent here. This needle will not interfere with the true operation of the machine, and even if you look inside the body, it will be difficult to detect."
"It's a smart person, it's not unusual to guess."
"This medicine is needled into the body, and there is no damage to the body, but if the person who takes the needle wants to take it unexpectedly, the medicine will be stimulated.
The cool fingertips swept across the side of the neck and pressed against Chu Yunsheng's shoulder.
Xie Chengyun stood up a little, and sighed, "Well, do you want me to take it out?"
"No need."
Chu Yun said in a loud voice, turning his palm over.
Xie Chengyun stared at him, and he could vaguely see an extremely fine light reflected lightly, which was actually a medicine needle.
Chu Yun said: "During the battle with Fang Jingyou, the swordsmanship broke through, and the hidden and the stubborn coincided, so I sensed this needle and forced it out."
Xie Chengyun lowered his eyes and smiled slowly.
released his hand, turned over on Chu Yunsheng's leg, and said, "Take out the and leave?"
"Don't go."
Chu Yunsheng pulled Xie Chengyun's scattered blue silk, lowered his hand and touched his head, and said lightly, "I have been with you for a few days, I think everything is fine with your son, but there is only one in the room. It's a pity that we lack a beautiful lady."
"Pfft—hahahahahaha!"
When Xie Chengyun said this, before Xie Chengyun responded, there was a sudden burst of laughter beside him.
Chu Yunsheng and Xie Chengyun turned their heads in unison, and saw Fang Wenmin and Ning Guan who had just tiptoed over to listen to a half-sentence, supporting each other, patting their stomachs and laughing, their waists could not straighten up.
"Listen, listen! Miss Chu, Duoba, you must be Mrs. Xie!"
"This is the woman who does not let men!"
"No, no, it's called two people's love for each other, giving and receiving privately to each other, secretly communicating songs - hey, Yan Xuanji, if you can learn from other people's Chu girls, you can also be my Ning husband - wait, etc., Oh, don't fight, don't fight! I was wrong, I was wrong, Miss Yan spared her life, but Dingdan, you can't bully the small with the big!"
Ning Guan was chased and beaten by Yan Xuanji again.
Fang Wenmin laughed, and when he turned his head, he saw Chu Yunsheng and Xie Chengyun staring at him quietly. shivered all over, shivering for no reason, and said hurriedly: "Brother Xie, Miss Chu, congratulations and congratulations. Although our children in the rivers and lakes are informal, we still need to be careful when we are outside, saying, "Brother Xie," Always leaning on a girl's leg, what a formality!"
Xi Feiming passed by with the jug upside down, and laughed when he heard the words: "Girl? Tsk tsk, what a girl! Pindao knows everything, hey, just don't talk, just play."
Xie Chengyun laughed, dropped the jug, and cursed drunkenly, "Get out of here!"
"Brother Xie, grace, grace!"
"What's the matter, you don't agree? Come, come, I'll give you another guess..."
"Ning Guan, stop for me!"
"Don't hit Miss Yan, just spare Brother Ning this time, come and drink!"
The sun dissipated, the night was long, and the moon was bright and clear.
On the sword stage, the young men drank with each other in their arms, staggered with each other, drew fists and discussed martial arts, and lay drunk on the top of the mountain.
Three days later.
The White Dragon Ranking of the Wulin League was temporarily replaced.
Fifth day late at night.
Xie Chengyun walked into Songtao Pavilion, and his father Xie Zhiyuan heard the results of Yudan's interrogation, and was a little surprised: "You don't want to kill me, but want to cast me into a puppet?"
"This move is intended to conspire against the Xie family, but even if they are really successful, as long as the Xie family You Xian is still there, it is impossible for me to control the Xie family. And this secret technique must not be able to resist the tour. Immortal's investigation, are you not afraid that things will fail and will be exposed instead?"
The light in the Songtao Pavilion was dim, Xie Zhiyuan was sitting deep in the shadows, and he could not see clearly his features, only a dim outline.
Hearing this, he coughed a few times in a low voice, and after a long silence, Fang said in a hoarse voice, "Perhaps, you have already guessed that Grandpa is in prison and can't take any more shots."
Xie Chengyun's expression darkened: "This is a test."
Xie Zhiyuan sighed deeply: "Hurry up, I can't wait any longer."
Xie Chengyun responded lightly, turned his head slightly, and the candle on the table lit up his eyes, and also lit up the extreme darkness and madness in his eyes.
In the early morning of the seventh day, it was bright.
Chu Yunsheng and Xie Chengyun disguised themselves, went out to the capital, and rode their horses to the south of the Yangtze River.
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