People say that a dream lasts for thousands of years, but my soul can travel thousands of miles, with the stars and the sea in my arms. The plateau and desert are before my eyes. Life is long and full of hardships, so it is better to be free in the world.
There are many stars in the moon, in the deep forest, the moonlight flows with fireflies flying down the path in the forest, two rays of moonlight move lightly, a young man with a sword is riding on the left side, a young man in a green shirt is sleeping on a white horse, leisurely and comfortable, The white horse walked slowly and did not disturb him.
The young man in the blue shirt opened his eyes in confusion, looking at the bright stars in the long night, which were exactly the same as the starry sky when he was a child. However, later people sacrificed the good and the bad for the sake of temporary benefits, causing the night sky to be full of stars all the time.
Zhang Lingzheng turned around and sat on the horse, and Song Linjie asked: "I've passed three inns ahead, why don't you stay? We've been traveling for five nights."
Zhang Ling smiled lightly, took out two cakes from the bag hanging on the horse, put one in his mouth, and handed the other to him.
Song Linjie took the cake and took a big bite. Zhang Ling finished chewing and said with a smile: "Song Linjie, you lost before. According to my rules in fighting, the loser has to call me big brother. Come on, call me big brother." Listen."
Song Linjie laughed as if he heard a joke: "That doesn't count, the venue is limited, not to mention that although your punch was powerful, it didn't really hurt me at all."
Zhang Ling was not angry and said with a smile: "Then let's make an agreement. When I catch up to your level, we can have another fight. How about that?"
Song Linjie nodded and shouted: "Okay, but you have to hurry up, I will break through the situation very quickly, as a gentleman I promise."
I waited for the next sentence, but never heard a response.
Song Linjie looked at him, Zhang Ling smiled and said: "I am not a gentleman, and promises are useless."
Song Linjie felt helpless. He made a pact by himself, but he didn't dare to promise. Zhang Ling suddenly asked: "Let me ask you a question, why is it that even though we are just one level apart, you and Yu Guanqun can fight back and forth, but I am beaten?" Are you suppressing everything?"
Song Linjie thought for a while and replied: "It should be that I have practiced the Song family's unique body-building secret technique. Most disciples of the sect will practice a body-building secret technique. After all, powerful swordsmanship also requires a good one." foundation."
When at Baihua Villa, Yang Xiao blocked Lin Rui's full-strength sword attack with only his strong physique and the protection of his true energy. In the end, it only caused minor injuries, which was also due to the benefit of the Vajra Body. This shows that when the physical strength reaches a certain level, , using only fists and feet without any internal force is enough to be as solid as a mountain, and now Song Linjie's words have increased Zhang Ling's emphasis on physical fitness.
Zhang Ling was still thinking deeply about the indirect relationship between some things. Song Linjie suddenly moved forward quickly. Zhang Ling looked over and saw a few bright firelights coming into his eyes. Zhang Ling quickly followed.
About thirty people were sitting in three bonfires. Most of them were dressed in coarse cloth. Except for the three people in the middle of the bonfire on the left, they were more luxuriously dressed. Two men and women on the left and right were sitting next to the middle-aged man in the middle. The two men looked simple. The young one is just a little more elegant, but the girl is quite beautiful, with an almond-shaped face and peach cheeks. There are more than thirty people, each wearing a sword, lifeless, no one talks leisurely, and some just have solemn expressions.
As soon as the two people approached, everyone stood up on guard. The middle-aged man who was the leader even drew his sword and pointed angrily at Song Linjie, who had arrived first. Until they finally saw their faces clearly, the middle-aged man shouted softly: "Who?" ?”
Song Linjie introduced himself to his family without saying a word. These people continued to sit down after hearing that he was the eldest son of Song Dynasty in Liufeng City. Some of them even showed some reserved and flattering smiles. Zhang Ling and the middle-aged man explained Seeing the situation, the middle-aged man let out a heavy breath, and the other five people who were originally sitting side by side with the first three people gave way, crowded together with the others, and gave up the two hot stones to Zhang Ling and Song Linjie.
The young man on the side bowed his hands to the two of them, and Song Linjie also hugged his fists in return. Zhang Ling didn't pay attention to these false courtesies, and kept looking around before finally returning his eyes to the middle-aged man. The leading man also began to explain his origin: "I'm here. Liao Yingdong is the leader of the Green Falcon Gang, these two are Quanzi and Xiaonu, Liao Wenqi, Liao Wenya, and the rest are members of our Green Falcon Gang."
After hearing the gang leader's introduction, the members of the Green Falcon Gang on the side clasped their fists at the two of them. But in Zhang Ling's opinion, they were just saluting the young master of the Song family. Song Linjie was also eager to make bold statements. : "If you want to go to Liufeng City, just..."
As Song Linjie was talking, Zhang Ling bumped into him and hurriedly clasped his fists and said, "I'm Zhang Ling, Gang Leader Liao, nice to meet you."
Liao Yingdong asked softly: "I wonder which high family Mr. Zhang comes from?"
Zhang Ling chuckled and said, "I don't dare to take it seriously. I'm just a merchant in my house."
The rest of the gang turned their heads with disdain, and the girl's eyebrows showed a hint of contempt. She turned her head slightly. Zhang Ling smiled indifferently, picked up the sticks and threw them into the fire that was about to go out. He was speechless for a moment. Everyone else thought about how to talk to that person. The young master of the Song family got close to him, but he was annoyed that there was an "eyesore" like Zhang Ling in the middle, so it was difficult to talk.
Seeing that there was no sound around, Zhang Ling cheered up the atmosphere and asked, "Gang Leader Liao, I wonder why you are here?"
The girl didn't look too straight, but whispered softly: "I want you to take care of it!"
Before Liao Yingdong could open his mouth to calm down the matter, his son apologized and said, "My sister-in-law is young and ignorant, please don't mind Mr. Zhang."
Zhang Ling shook his head and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter."
The rest was naturally to answer Zhang Ling's previous question. Liao Yingdong said: "We are just going to Liufeng City to do a business, so it is not easy to disturb the Song family. It is fate that we can meet each other today. Why don't we have a drink together?" field?"
The rest of the Qing Falcon Gang did not move. Only Liao Yingdong took out four wine bags and handed one to Liao Wenqi and the other to Song Linjie. Song Linjie took a big gulp of the wine bag as soon as he took it. Liao Yingdong reached out and handed one to Zhang Ling. Zhang Ling stopped and said, "I really don't know how to drink. Please forgive me, Leader Liao."
Liao Yingdong looked bold and laughed loudly: "It's okay, but it's rare for people like you, Zhang Ling, to travel around the world without drinking. Let me say one more thing. You can't live without drinking wine. If you meet some drunkards, you If you don't drink with them, they won't even bother to talk to you. I won't persuade you to drink this time. Zhang Ling, you will have to practice your drinking ability later."
Zhang Ling nodded and smiled: "Definitely."
After saying that, the three of them all drank proudly. Zhang Ling glanced at the others, still silent, and no one said anything.
After a while, Zhang Ling inadvertently turned towards the dark forest. Several black clothes flashed, sometimes left and now right, moving closer to the camp. The number gradually increased, but they stopped when they got close to a certain distance. .
Zhang Ling could sense that dozens of pairs of eyes were peering over here, like lions waiting for their prey to relax their vigilance before taking a fatal bite. However, here were a group of prey that were always on high alert and unwilling to give the hunters a chance to take advantage of the situation. In fact, these hunters don't need to fight the lion against the rabbit, they also use their full strength.
Zhang Ling's eyebrows sank and he looked at Liao Yingdong: "Gang Leader Liao, what's going on?"
Liao Yingdong stood up, and the rest of the gang stopped sitting still and stood at attention. Liao Yingdong's face was as solemn as the night, and his eyes were all looking into the darkness. Zhang Ling and two others also stood up. At this time, Song Linjie also sensed the crisis and held a guarded hand. Wearing a forged sword.
Everyone in the Green Falcon Gang turned against each other, as if facing a formidable enemy!
