C9 Goose Wind-wave

He had lived in the Taoist temple for a long time, so he had no idea about the affairs of the martial arts world. He and the little loach were amazed by what they heard.

The sword couldn't help but look at Xiu Wen Zhu, only to see that outside of her pink robe, there was a tight white dress with a belt around her waist, and her hair was tied up in a bun. Her cheeks were white and rosy. The spirit energy in his eyes seemed to have a mind of its own. The cherry lips moved under the high nose. There were dimples on both sides of his breath.

In an instant, he looked like a different person from when he was saved. At the end, it was spotless and extremely elegant.

Xiu Wen Zhu faintly smiled. "They cupped their hands in thanks to everyone." "Thank you big brother, uncle came to save you, Wen Zhu is here to thank you."

The little loach rested his chin on his hand. He narrowed his eyes. However, they didn't know why their Lady had been kidnapped. They just didn't know if they could go or not … "What is it?"

The Saint Hand Scholar Du Le walked over. Twisting his whiskers, he smiled.

"If I'm not wrong, the young lady is definitely not willing to return to Kongtong Mountain, and the Plum Blossom Manor Lord has gone to great lengths to send you back. He must have been entrusted by Yun Yangzi. "

"When Empyrean Sect Leader Yun Yangzi had just stepped onto the path of the Dao, he was naturally a righteous man. At that time, he was also worthy of being respected by the people of the martial arts world. After that, his temperament greatly changed and he did many things that led to his downfall. In an instant, the righteous and evil forces were like water and fire, and Yun Yangzi's reputation was ruined from then on. "

Du Le glanced at Xiu Wen Zhu. "The Plum Orchid Flower is one of the four experts under Yun Yangzi. It was once famous for being a hero. At that time, the Plum Orchid Flower was the symbol of Mount Kongtong. Who would have thought … "Sigh!"

"The little mudfish interrupted." "How about it?"

"After the great change in Yun Yangzi's personality, his cultivation went berserk, and he actually accidentally injured Han Mei and Qiuju. The Han Mei Ju was once sad, and when they saw the Mount Kongtong was flourishing, they also predicted that Mount Kongtong would soon fall. And so, the four sisters agreed to leave. "

"After the two sisters left, naturally, this little sister Wen Zhu also left."

Xiu Wen Zhu looked at the book sword. Under the twilight, the book sword and sword were calm and serene. Recalling the fact that he had been saved, Zhang Xuan's gratitude was clear to see. She smiled affectionately at the sword.

"Big Brother is right, Hanmei, after Autumn Flowers left, Master became furious. Big Sister Xinlan and I lived our lives in fear every day, and during one of our quarrels, Master accidentally hurt Sister Xinlan's face with his sword. This time, Sister Xinlan's heart is extremely sad."

Thus, it was a moonless and windy night. We fled together. Sister Xinlan rushed to the Tang Sect in Sichuan. And I live in Jiangnan Plum Garden.

The Sacred Hand Scholar Du Le asked, "Why aren't you looking for your master, Grand Tutor Jiu Ru?"

"Master, your whereabouts are unknown. When my art ended that year, Master promised me that we would meet again in the future. If fate wills it, we will meet again."

"Now that I think about it, I haven't seen master in almost two years."

"Later on …" You know. That's what happened. Yun Yangzi had entrusted Mr. Mei of Plum Blossom Villa in Jiangnan to inquire about my whereabouts. You want to capture me and bring me back to Kongtong Mountain?

Xiu Wen Zhu faintly smiled. He turned his gaze to the book sword, staring at it with deep emotion.

"Sometimes, the things in the world are really strange. If Mr. Mei did not catch me and bring me back, how could I have met you?"

"Sometimes, the things in this world are fate." Her tone was soft and plaintive. She used her eyes to size up the book sword and said tenderly, "Isn't it so? "Big brother."

Xiu Wen Zhu gazed at the sword for a long time. Then, his face turned red. Yeah, yeah. He hurriedly said, "Where have we not met in life …"

"Wrong, wrong."

"The little loach called out loudly." Brother, in this situation, it doesn't seem right to meet each other anywhere in your life. That is when you describe what your old friend said when we met after he left, "You, you …" It should be called, Under the Moon Hero to Save the Beauty. "

"Haha." "What a month, to be the hero and save the beauty." "Haha." Du Le laughed. Autumn Wind Clear, Autumn

"Bright moon, scattered leaves, and startled jackdaws …"

"Let's go back to the inn to rest first. After a day of fighting, we are tired. It is a deep night and I do not know what will happen tomorrow. " Du Le said.

Everyone held hands and laughed as they returned to the inn.

The north wind whistled, and the weather grew colder.

When the little Loach and the Book Sword first entered the Jianghu, they encountered a bad thing. However, he was a teenager with a victorious heart. He was very curious about everything, so he was not worried at all.

The autumn wind blew.

Tomorrow.

What will happen tomorrow?

"..."

The next day, on the road to Mount Kongtong.

Along the way, the little loach and the book sword were filled with unspeakable joy. Xiu Wen Zhu's entrance made these three youths incomparably happy. It was a magnificent figure, the age of vigor and blood.

The Saint Hand Scholar Du Le had seen it all. Ye Zichen nodded happily. He saw books, swords, bamboo, small loaches, talking and laughing, sunshine and happiness. They also have memories of their own youth.

The sunlight was bright and warm. Actually, it had already been ten months, even though everyone had some martial arts skills. He also felt a slight chill.

"Brother, look at the little bird in the sky. It's like a small bird flying towards the south. "How interesting." Within the little Loach youth's heart. said loudly.

The book sword and Wen Zhu looked at each other. He looked up. As expected, a flock of geese were flying south with a roar.

"The book sword recalled the poem his mother had taught him when he was young." "Mu Luoyan is coming south, the north wind is cold." Just as he was muttering to himself … Suddenly, he saw a big goose in the distance shooting down from the sky and letting out waves of wails.

"What's going on …"

"" The little Loach took three big steps and ran in front of the geese like a flowing stream of water. " "Brother, quickly come and see, a goose got shot by an arrow."

The few of them rushed over and saw that blood was seeping out from the arrowhead. His eyes were half closed. His eyes were filled with fear. The pain of the arrow hurt made it tremble.

Xiu Wen Zhu shouted. "" "Poor Yan'er, what should we do?" Seeing this, even Shujian was at a loss for what to do.

The Saint Hand Scholar Du Le walked over to take a closer look. "The wound is deep to the bones and has long injured the spleen. Even if there is a good doctor, I'm afraid it won't work."

"Who is it?" The little Loach was burning with rage. When he turned around … A few people were already walking far away.

The two people in the lead were both armed with bows and arrows. They were dressed like hunters and were about fifty years old. There was another person behind him. His body was weak and he was around twenty years old. Sometimes he would hold his forehead with his hands, and at other times, he would cover his lower abdomen. Occasionally, he would bend down and cough.

"Ha, Big Brother Liu, the goose got shot by an arrow. This time, the tiger can be saved."

The one who was called Brother Liu said: "We've been walking for a day and a night, and our bodies really can't take it. Thank you, Brother Zhang, for your assistance with the divine arrow. "Hu Zi has eaten goose meat to strengthen his body, so we can leave after we have some rest."

"The little loach pointed." The wild goose is also a life form. The two of you are extremely vicious, so how can you harm it? "

The little loach and the book sword grew up in the Taoist temple. Thanks to experience, the kindness and benevolence of the Taoists had been ingrained in the depths of his heart. Thus, in their eyes, no one was allowed to kill. I can't see the dark.

The two of them were stunned. The speaker was actually a youth. Thus, Big Brother Liu said. Young man, there is a reason why we shot wild geese. It definitely did not mean to hurt it. "

The book sword also walked over.

"Everyone has parents and brothers, as do geese. "If you kill this giant goose, its child will also be left alone …" As he spoke, he looked up. The flock of geese seemed to be slowing down as they gazed down at the lone geese.

Big Brother Liu said slowly. In truth, there was no other way, my son … "Sigh!" He looked at the frail young man behind him.

The young man kept coughing. Sometimes, he would cover his mouth with both hands, but this time, he actually spat out a mouthful of blood.

The Saint Hand Scholar Du Le was startled.

After a long while, he said something. "Blood Bat."

Big Brother Liu said. "Yes, yes. My lord has been poisoned by a blood bat and the poison has invaded his blood. I need the blood of a goose to temporarily preserve my life," Brother Liu said in a teary voice. I have no other choice! "

The one who was called Brother Zhang angrily said, "Old Thief Yun, you guys are going to fight to the death!"

Xiu Wenzhu kept silent as he saw this. "Later, I will take out a brocade sack and a pill from it." Uncle, let's let him consume it first.

As Xiu Wenzhu spoke, he felt a wave of melancholy. He blankly looked at Shujian. Sighing, he said, "Master, you are acting unjustly …"

Brother Liu was ecstatic. He took the pill and was about to give it to the young man behind him. A white light flashed before his eyes. Brother Liu screamed.

After taking a few steps back, his right arm was cut off. Lying on the ground, he was in so much pain that he fainted.

The young man fell to the ground. He coughed violently. "We can't stop shouting." Father, Father … "How are you?"

Everyone looked back and saw that there was one more person standing in front of Brother Liu. Thin and dry. His face was expressionless. He was wearing a bamboo hat. Dressed in black. There was a long sword in his right hand, and the blood on it was seeping into the soil, drop by drop.

At this moment, the air had turned cold.

Cold wind. Blind Swords.

Heartless eyes.

Bright red blood.

Right now, the atmosphere was just like the bleak autumn wind.

"The man in black turned around." Old Man Liu, you and your son don't need to go to the Kongtong Sect anymore. "Today is the day you die."

His voice was low and sharp. It was exceptionally ear-piercing. It made you feel like you were his prey. There was nowhere to run.

But today.

The black man was wrong.

Because in front of him.

Not only was there the Saint Hand Scholar Du Le, the little Loach. There was also Shi Shujian and Xiu Wen Zhu.

Xiu Wen Zhu was silent. "The young girl said to Shujian in silence." Even though Master has taught me a lesson, his personality has changed greatly, his cultivation went berserk, and he hurt so many innocent people. "I …"

The black-clothed man's gaze shot towards the crowd. Dull and cold. It was just like a cold light. It sent chills down one's spine.

He spoke slowly.

"Old Man Liu, for a sickly son like you, you should not care about what Sect Leader Yun has told you. "Whatever, I'll send you to heaven first."

Brother Zhang was surprised and angry at the same time, "You injured my Brother Liu. I know I am no match for you, so I will fight you to the death." Saying that, he charged towards the man in black.

The black man did not even look as he casually swung his sword. Brother Zhang's left arm was chopped off again. He fell beside Brother Liu. He fainted from the pain.

"With just one look, I am already able to see everything." I don't care who you are, killing the innocent here recklessly, you have to get past me first. "

From a young age, the sword and calligraphy sword had always been kind and benevolent. They could not bear to see blood. At this moment, he saw the man in black injure the two of them. He could no longer control the rage in his heart.

The cold expression on the man in black's face seemed to change. He let out a cry.

He didn't expect it. Someone would come out and stop it.

This young man in front of him.

Other than the fact that he was hot-blooded and full of vigor.

What other abilities did he have?

The man in black couldn't help but sneer. He was already used to the Heartless Sword killing three people in a day. "You must be tired of living, I'll make an exception today …"

"You killed so many innocent people, I won't tolerate you."

A black shadow flashed in front of him.

The man in black had already rushed over with his sword.

He had originally thought that with this strike, the young man in front of him would undoubtedly die.

He was wrong.

After a flash of a sword flower, the bookstore's metal bridge unexpectedly sat behind him, dissolving it before immediately shooting out.

The black man let out another "eh", which was out of his expectations. Following which, sword lights rained down on the book sword.

"..."