Yin Pei's kung fu was so weird, his weight was terrifying and he went straight to Chu Tianquan. Although Zhou Fei smashed his Gu worm, he was also shocked by the bàonüè's true qi on the long iron chain.

Fortunately, Yin Pei's exercises that he obtained from a crooked way were very wholesome, and he was scared away by Zhou Fei's use of a packet of deworming medicine specially made by the old monk, otherwise he would not know who would have to lie down today.

Zhu Chen felt anxious. Even if he wanted to look at her, he had just taken a step there, and Zhou Fei was already surrounded by people.

Li Sheng grabbed a bench, shoved it behind Zhou Fei, and jumped like thunder: "Let you be brave, you are the only one who is powerful, you can die if you don't show off for a day, right? You deserve it!"

"Okay, okay, don't be impatient." Wu Chuchu glanced around, ran to the shopkeeper's source in three steps and two steps, and asked for a cup of warm water to rinse her mouth.

Yang Jin folded his arms in front of his chest and poked aside, and said impatiently, "What kind of knife did you just say? I want to have a test with you!"

Wu Chuchu and Li Yan protested at the same time.

Wu Chuchu said, "Young Master Yang, please!"

Li Yan roared bluntly: "Go away!"

Although they sounded like they were quarreling with nine out of ten sentences, they seemed to be their own country.

Zhu Chen was sensitively aware that he, an outsider walking past, was a bit out of place, so he stopped in a daze, felt a little pain on the side of his face, and reached out to touch it. Only then did he realize that when he just fell to the ground, his face rubbed against the ground. Broken.

"You are born with insufficiency, and you are destined to be a waste who can't pick up your shoulders."

For some reason, Yin Pei's words flashed across his mind, and Zhu Chen lowered his head desolately, admitting that what Yin Pei said was absolutely true.

"Brother." Zhu Ying approached cautiously and pulled him, "Are you alright?"

Zhu Chen glanced at her, raised the corner of his mouth reluctantly, shook his head, and thought indignantly: "I need a girl to protect me, I'm really a waste of life."

No one in the frightened people dared to collect the corpse. In the end, Yang Jin helped the shopkeeper with a long stick to pick out the corpses and set them on fire. At this time, Ben who was still beside Li Sheng and others There were only a few people left, and after this battle, there were many casualties, and it looked almost pitiful.

The group of people rested for the night, exhausted, and the next morning, they came one after another to say goodbye. When they came, they were all smug, but at this time they probably just wanted to leave this place of right and wrong as soon as possible.

When Zhu Chen came out of the room, Zhou Fei had already finished practicing the basic skills of her daily routine in the morning. She gave him a sly nod before she put away the knife and walked away.

Zhu Chen subconsciously stopped her: "Miss Zhou!"

Zhou Fei stopped and looked back at him.

A thin layer of sweat broke out from the palm of Zhu Chen's palm. He reluctantly stabilized his voice, and stepped forward and said, "Zhou... how is Miss Zhou's injury?"

Zhou Fei said, "It's okay, thank you."

Her temples were slightly wet with fine sweat, and her expression was as always loving and ignoring, but Zhu Chen inexplicably felt that her body had changed a lot. It must be calm and deep, as if the sky is falling and the earth can no longer change her color. She seemed to have stood farther away, causing Zhu Chen to have a deep-rooted self-esteem in an instant.

Zhu Chen asked again, "That... that Mr. Xie?"

Zhou Fei paused for a while, and then said without changing his face: "He has something to do, so he will go back to his teacher's door first."

Zhu Chen opened his mouth and seemed to have something to say, but he couldn't say it, and a layer of trembling sweat broke out. Zhou Fei didn't know what was wrong with him. nervous.

At this moment, the sound of hurried footsteps came from the front, Li Sheng habitually drooped his face to collect debts, and shouted rudely: "Zhou Fei, you didn't say you wanted to leave early yesterday, why are you still lingering, and you can't eat? !"

Zhou Fei frowned, feeling that Li Sheng's tone was like that of the family's own, so she nodded at Zhu Chen and turned away.

The chūn was cold, the morning dew was slightly cold, and fell on his neck. Zhu Chen looked at Zhou Fei's back hurriedly away, and silently said in his heart what he didn't have time to say.

"Our Zhu family's ancestral home was Dòng Ting. Later, we moved to the Xiangjiang generation with Huobao's ancestral home. We lived with our back to the green mountains. There was a wide water in the mountains, and the shallow water didn't reach our ankles. The reputation of the escort agency is gradually declining, and the family is on the decline. Although it is not very rich, the courtyard is full of apricot flowers. At this time, if you go back quickly, you can just catch up with the apricot flowers like snow. Thanks to your help along the way, if you are willing to Appreciate your face and talk to Zhujiazhuang, let me talk about the friendship of the landlord..."

Then he saw Zhou Fei walking lazily around the corner, and scolded the person over there, "Come on, are you urging your life?"

In the end, he still couldn't say what he wanted to say.

Zhu Chen laughed at himself a little bit, packed up his regrets, and thought, "Forget it, I'll talk about it next time."

However, he never could wait for the next opportunity in his life.

Three days after the farce-like expedition to the North ended in a hurry, the unconscious Xie Yun was brought back to Penglai by Master Tongming. Zhou Fei kept it a secret, and no one dared to ask in depth. in and away. On the way, Yang Jin received a letter from the "Little Medicine Valley" Qingyungou, and finally remembered that he was the owner of the family, so he had to make an agreement with Zhou Fei to come back next time to compare and go south.

In March of Fireworks, the front lines were confronting each other, and the first group of people who fled in the south had taken root, but the fire of war was still in many ways and failed to burn.

General Feiqing Wen Yu put a thickened cloak on Zhou Yitang. Zhou Yitang was reading a book without raising his head and said, "Thank you."

As he spoke, he naturally stretched out his hand, suddenly stunned, touched it carefully, and asked, "Did Master Li send it?"

Wen Yu said curiously, "How can this be felt?"

Zhou Yitang stroked his fingers, and saw that the thread where the cotton was added was not tight, and he actually stroked a few cotton threads. Zhou Yitang bowed his head and smiled, "Smiling."

Wen Yu: "..."

Bully other people's wives away.

At this time, a personal soldier suddenly ran in in a hurry: "General! Lord Zhou, someone outside asked to see him and took this."

Zhou Yitang looked up and saw the soldier holding a broken knife.

☆、Chapter 120

Wen Yu said in surprise: "Who is so presumptuous?"

Zhou Yitang stood up.

Wen Yu: "Sir?"

Zhou Yitang picked up the broken knife and checked it carefully, and saw that it was a new knife with an uncut edge, and the knife edge was still astringent, and it was broken into several pieces by someone outside.

Zhou Yitang laughed suddenly and scolded: "You bastard who collects debts, call her in."

Wen Yu was stunned for a moment, Zhou Yitang's anger and anger were indistinguishable, and he was neither humble to the superior nor arrogant to the inferior. He was a modest gentleman. Even if Cao Zhongkun came in person, Zhou Yitang would always say "please" instead of "call". ".

While he was in doubt, the personal soldiers had already withdrawn, and after a while, a young girl of seventeen or eighteen was brought in.

The visitor came in from the backlight, with long hair tied up, dressed in strong clothes, with a simple Miao Dao slanted behind his back, and naturally glanced at Wen Yu when he entered the door.

Wen Yu is also a martial artist, and is extremely sensitive to other people's breath. When the person enters the door, he has not had time to look at the other person's appearance.

Then he saw the man reach out to Zhou Yitang without seeing anything, and said, "Father, where is my knife?"

Wen Yu was taken aback. Hearing these words, and after taking a closer look, he recognized Zhou Fei.

The last time he saw Zhou Fei, it was in the inn that he didn't care about.

It's not that this girl has grown up to seventeen or eighteen years old, and she can continue to change eighteen years ago. If you look closely, her eyebrows and eyes are still the same, and her body shape has not changed, but her whole person seems to have been reborn. .

Wen Yu remembered that the girl in Hengshan Sanchūn Inn was considered to be outstanding among her peers, but she still carried a little confused childishness, ignorant and youthful, because of ignorance, she was curious about everything and saw everything. Yueyue tried, but she didn't seem to have any accurate idea as to where she was going and what she was going to do next.

Now that see her again, feel that she has really grown up, just like the slender Miao Dao behind her, with a calm and sternness, no one will underestimate her when she sees it.

Zhou Fei said, "General Wen, stay safe."

"TOEFL." Wen Yu hurriedly responded, but for some reason he felt that he was superfluous. He touched his nose and said, "I didn't see you in the Forty-Eight Villages before, Mr. Zhou has been thinking about it for a long time, and finally came back... so what? , you talk, I'm going out to do something."

After he finished speaking, he hurriedly made room to leave.

Zhou Yitang stood on the side and looked at Zhou Fei. He was still introverted, and over the years in the court, he became more and more serious.

He didn't seem surprised or excited at all when his daughter, whom he hadn't seen for more than four years, suddenly fell from the sky, and he didn't even ask her where she went.

With a slight smile on his face, he stretched out his pale and thin hand, with a finger that was about three inches in length, and said to Zhou Fei, "It's so tall."

Zhou Fei's nose was sour, and she smiled reluctantly, "I haven't fertilized it yet, how can I grow so much?"

"Why not? You weren't as tall as my shoulders at that time." Zhou Yitang rolled her eyes and waved at her, "Come, let's see what Dad brought you."

When people who have not seen each other for a long time meet at first sight, their memories will always be left behind by their souls, and they will become unfamiliar with each other. It is necessary to let the memories of the years slowly catch up with the road for a while before they can get back the old feeling.

But for more than four years and more than a thousand days and nights, Zhou Fei felt that Zhou Yitang just went down the mountain to catch a market, and brought back a few gadgets for her to play with. can fall.

Zhou Yitang's footsteps were so brisk that he didn't look like "Mr. Gan Tang" at all. He walked to his simple camp and took out a box over three feet long from his neat head.

He rolled up his sleeves, and with some difficulty he took out this very heavy long box: "Look at it."

Zhou Fei hurried forward to take it and put it on the small case next to it.

Inside the box is a long knife. The blade is slender and graceful. The length is similar to that of Wangchūn Mountain. Clad in iron and leather, it's pitch black, but it doesn't lose its luster. It doesn't look fancy or shabby.

If it is said that Wangchūn Mountain is restrained like a gentleman in a rough cottage, this sword is as gorgeous as a prince on horseback. It is impeccable from head to toe, even if it is thrown into the mountain of swords, it can be seen at a glance From the handle to the tip of Wei Wei's rebate, all of them carry an outstanding loneliness, and after watching it for a long time, people are in awe and can't bear to pull it away.

The weight of the long knife was very handy. Zhou Fei carefully opened the scabbard, only to hear a soft sound. The sound of the blade and the scabbard being staggered from each other was very clear, revealing the blade with a very sophisticated steel mouth, and the inscription at the bottom— —

"Broken cover".

"I asked people to find a lot of ancient and famous knives, but there are very few suitable for you. Many of them are already inappropriate. Most of the well-preserved ones are of mediocre aptitude, and those that are not mediocre often carry some ominous legends," Zhou Yitang said. I didn't see this until last year - it wasn't made by a great family, because it's only one knife left by its forger."

"This senior's name is Lu Run, and he was a very famous figure in the previous dynasty. He had three skills in his life, literacy, martial arts, and medical theory, which mortals can't learn in a lifetime. His kung fu is even more amazing, and he was still the appointed successor of the Great Medicine Valley back then." Zhou Yitang said slowly, "However, at that time, there were many lords and ministers in the middle of the dynasty. He made a solemn oath to save all the people from water and fire, refused the Hanlin, walked the world with only a medicine box, followed the army many times, went deep into the epidemic area, and saved countless lives. It is the jiāo of Mo Ni."

Zhou Fei has always been inexperienced, but she knows who "Zhao Yi" is. She doesn't know exactly what he has accomplished. She only knows that he was a great hero of the previous dynasty, and was later responsible for the self-destruction of the Great Wall by Shun Jun. Because of the misfortune, there are many regrets among the people, so they arranged many myths and legends for the great hero, like Guan Erye, who made a clay statue to worship.

Of course, after the death of General Zhao Yi, his son and nephew became king by themselves, and finally forced the emperor to cede the throne. Since then, the story of the change of dynasty has not been talked about much.

"Later, due to the disease of the head wind, Jun Jun summoned Lu Run into the palace for treatment, and when he was in the imperial city, General Zhao was trapped and killed in the wild southwest by his ministers. Senior Lu was very sad and angry when he found out. He wanted to use his sword to enter the palace and kill a ròu eater who had brought disaster to the country and the people. Unexpectedly, he received a suicide note from General Zhao Yi, instructing him to use thousands of Li people as the public, not to ignore the overall situation, and to do gross and outrageous things, causing thousands of innocent people to fall into In the chaos of the war, he also entrusted his family to his hands. Senior Lu had no choice but to put down the air of being a foreigner and run for the Zhao family. Da Yaogu, don't ask about the world again. Who knows that eight years later, when the Nanman re-entered the Central Plains, the emperor of the previous dynasty had no choice but to activate the Zhao family's army again. Back then, the Zhao brothers, whom Senior Lu worked hard to protect, regained the military power, but the sword pointed at the imperial capital—— "

Zhou Fei opened her eyes.

Zhou Yitang told her about these historical allusions in the past, but when Zhou Fei was a child, she treated them all as stories and forgot them when she heard them. :"and then?"

"Then the surname of the country was changed to 'Zhao'. In the early years of Jokhang, the war continued, and the Quartet moved. □□ went to the Great Medicine Valley many times to ask Lu Run to come out of the mountain, but he saw that he did not know how to change, and he was addicted to ask the immortal and asked, Sun was with the cinnabar medicine tripod, refining some pills for nothing, and doing many things that were upside down and absurd, so he had to leave angrily. overdue."

Zhou Fei vaguely felt that she had heard this story somewhere.

"Lu Runtian is a prodigy and a master of miscellaneous studies. So far, the master swordsmiths of the East China Sea have all recorded the miscellaneous notes of casting he compiled, and he is 50 years old all the year round. It is said that he died of drug poisoning. Later, the disciples and grandchildren of Da Yaogu sorted out his relics, and seeing that most of the pills he left behind were poisonous pills, they had to destroy them one by one, but this one thing..." Zhou Yitang's eyes fell on the silent long knife , "No one knows when he was cast. At that time, the scabbard was already covered with dust. I don't know how long it has been abandoned, but the light of the knife is like frost, which makes people feel cold."

Zhou Fei looked down at the word "shattering cover" engraved on the knife, and suddenly it seemed that she had touched a sad and desperate spirit of the sages on the knife.

How short, how regrettable, how powerless, how is a person's life made by good fortune.