After many years, on the top of Kuixing Tower, Yun Zhong, who was no longer what he used to be, once again faced Tang Bufeng's sharp knife.
However, the sword was still so fast that even though the swordsman tried his best to meet it, he was still stretched thin and struggled to find a chance to breathe.
Before going down to Nangong Mountain this time, Yun Zhong was diligent in practicing swordsmanship. Whenever he had free time, he would practice swordsmanship and moves. Therefore, whether it was sword intention or swordsmanship, he was very skillful. If he was a little shameless nowadays, he would naturally be able to talk about himself. The difference from Yunni, the master of swordsmanship in the world, is that Wu Shuang laid a solid foundation for him several years ago, and the sword moves he taught are even more extraordinary. Shuijun, who protects the common people, and Yun Zhong's Liushui sword manual, or the similarities and differences in the style of boxing and swords that he later learned from Ling Teng's martial arts, are enough to lift an ordinary swordsman who originally had no talent for swordsmanship into a magical place. high level. What's more, Yun Zhong, who was attracted by Wu Shuang and took over his mantle just by handwriting, may have borrowed his talents in the way of swordsmanship.
It's a pity that today, when facing Tang Bufeng, who suddenly made an attack, Yun Zhong could only hold on to his sword for a while. Fortunately, he was fighting in the battle formation in Wufeng Mountain before, and he was at the point of life and death?????????? After going back and forth, the sword power was not bad, but the only difference was in the sword moves, which were always one point behind Tang Bufeng. It's not that Yun Zhong's swordsmanship is poor, but that Tang Bufeng's sharp sword is too unobstructed. He doesn't stick to the number of paths and leaves no escape route. Compared with the two-sword Ape Slave that day, he was more domineering and forced him several times. After retreating from Yunzhong, the latter had two flush knife marks on his sleeves, and then he seemed to take two steps back to relieve his qi, put away the knife and stood up.
"The sword makes you so slow, how come you come out to beg for food?"
Yun Zhong just smiled indifferently and put away his sword along with Tang Bufeng, not taking it seriously.
"To make enough food, you can't just rely on swordsmanship. I have learned some heretical kung fu, but I have neglected my swordsmanship too much. With Brother Tang's ability, he will probably become a famous swordsman among practitioners in the world. Mo Forget about support."
Following Tang Bufeng were Ruan Qiubai Chenjie, and the very strong Dayuan man. At this time, his expression was beaming with joy, and he was even more interested in Tang Madman, who used a sword to communicate with the gods. Very admired. From the place where the Mu family has lived for generations, the whole family moved to the royal court of Zhengzhang. No matter who they were, they felt depressed. According to what Shen Jie saw, the Mu family did not have to take such risks at all. Fortunately, the leader of the Mu family was the heart of the family. Having made up his mind, he ordered the young, old, women and children to go first, and then the young and strong soldiers chose a suitable opportunity to retreat slowly, spanning almost half of the Yuan Dynasty, and finally reached the territory of Luzhou, which had been recovered by the Zhengzhang Royal Court. Others didn't know it, but the head of the Mu clan knew that the swordsman in front of him who was about the same age as Tang Bufeng was the great swordsman who showed his talents in Wufeng Mountain not long ago. Tang Bufeng won a small victory due to emotion and reason. It's all for the sake of appearance, and in addition, he firmly believes that Tang Bufeng is very capable.
Ruan Qiubai's expression was slightly confused, but he was relieved immediately. Tang Bufeng's behavior, words and deeds had always been different from ordinary people, and although Tang Bufeng's behavior was a bit weird, there were often traces to follow. He patiently solved doubts with his sweetheart, and most of them were clearly organized and his thoughts were smooth. Even Shen Jie always found some details to bury Tang Bufeng, but rarely lost the overall picture. Therefore, the head of the Ruan family just stood there quietly, watching the two men's swords come and go, and the chess pieces met their opponents.
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But Shen Jianjie remained calm on the side until the two of them stopped their moves. Yun Zhong put away his sword and exposed the red rope on his wrist. He raised his eyebrows imperceptibly, but his expression remained as usual.
The most famous Kuixing Tower in Qinggang City is not an ordinary place. Even though it is like other restaurants in Luzhou, they are all poisoned by the soldiers of the Xu Meng Mansion. However, their families are well-off and the women who sing and serve in Kuixing Tower all year round often Unlike other places, it has been harmed by soldiers and horses. Whenever there is trouble, the big shopkeeper of Kuixing Tower can always use money to make big things into trivial matters and trivial matters into nothing. What's more, many people in Qinggang City said that the big shopkeeper of Kuixing Tower was afraid that he had the support of the noble family behind him, and the Xumeng Mansion was eager to make good friends with the noble families that had always been attached to the royal court, so it was able to keep the people in Kuixing Tower. , free from poison, and always working with Lu Di to help the people, which is quite prestigious.
On the top floor of Kuixing Tower, there are people with willow eyebrows and jade waist, who come and go in light clothes. The maids who deliver fruits and expensive tea are hard to find regardless of their appearance and figure. When night falls, the lights shine brightly on the wall, which makes the rouge and goose hair eclipse, and makes the rouge and goose hair eclipse. The owner of the Kuixing Tower, who is expected to have a wealthy family, naturally understands the word "Feng Yue" extremely well. Regardless of the style and tone of the women coming and going, or the lights in the Kuixing Tower, everything is extremely sophisticated. In addition, after missing several rounds of drinking and drinking, I am so drunk. The head is slightly drunk, and then I look at the lights flowing around and the jade feet on the skirt. The girl has soft and light hair on the temples and behind the neck. Even if the immortal family is here, it is still inevitable to give birth to an ordinary heart.
After drinking two cups of plain wine, Shen Jie felt overwhelmed by the alcohol. He sat aside and assumed the posture of a scholar. He looked at the moonlight outside the building and searched his brains to come up with two lines of good poetry. However, his ideas were not satisfactory, so he had to put it aside for the time being. Listening to the conversation between several people at the table, my eyes often turn to Yun Zhong, who always looks calm and cheerful. The red rope on the latter's wrist is loose and tight at the peak of his eyebrows. The fragrance of the porcelain arms around his temples is dazzling, but it cannot be seen. Enter the eyes. The head of the Mu clan has lived in the clan all year round, and has never seen such a scene. Moreover, most of these girls have pure and elegant faces. They are different from the women in the Mu clan. They take advantage of drunkenness to look at them generously, and they also enjoy it. .
Even Ruan Qiubai has never been to such a place, so he naturally drank two glasses of plain wine during the conversation. However, he really couldn't get used to the contents of the cup, and his eyes were so drunk that he just focused his eyes on Tang Bufeng, who was talking, laughing and drinking. The women came forward to add drinks and change tea soup, and they all had to stare at Tang Bufeng, who seemed to be unaware. If he looked away in the slightest, he would probably be scolded.
It was all because Tang Bufeng had been careless earlier and had fallen for the Ruan family head's rule. He had inadvertently revealed that a generous and generous merchant who had taken over the throne had delivered goods and then invited him to the city. The people in the team were so excited that they couldn't help but walk back to Fengyue Land. The head of the Ruan family often wanted to beat Tang Bufeng over this matter, even though the latter repeatedly swore that it would only take a moment to stop for a cup of tea when he stepped in the door. After escaping out of the door, Ruan Qiubai still couldn't let go. Whenever a pretty woman passed by, he would always keep an eye on Tang Bufeng. If he glanced at her in the slightest, he would be punished.
But tonight, in the past, I often deliberately provoked the swordsman of the Ruan family. Although I saw the drunkenness getting deeper and deeper after drinking and drinking, my concentration was always strong and tight. I often glanced at the Ruan family and rarely put on a smile, which actually made the Ruan family proud. He was getting redder and redder. I don't know if he was getting drunker because of his excessive drinking, or because he was so drunk that Madman Tang rarely showed some pity in front of others.
By the time the watchman, who had finally had a full meal, started knocking the clock and raised his voice to call out the night, the banquet was finally over. He drank as much as the head of the Mu clan, and could not help but sway. Fortunately, Yun Zhong ordered someone to help him go to the bedroom in Kuixing Building to rest. Otherwise, the slap would have landed close to the waist of the woman in the building. The head of the Ruan family had long been lying on the table and could no longer raise his head. He snored softly while sleeping soundly. The lights in the huge Kuixing Tower were almost extinguished. After all, Luzhou was full of waste, and business was not as good as in the past. He closed down very early, leaving only the top floor of Kuixing Tower. Zhongyun Zhongtang Bufeng had already abandoned the drinking table in the middle and went to the outside of the balcony to hold the wine in front of the wind.
There was a lot of reminiscing about old times this night. It was rare that Tang Bufeng was also very drunk. He was just a few steps away from slamming his forehead on the table and falling asleep. He held up his eyes with his last breath and sat in a slouched posture. He stepped on the osmanthus chair with one foot. He sat down, holding a wine bottle in his hand, and chatted with Yun Zhong, who looked not too drunk.
Downstairs from Kuixing, there were three or five children carrying firewood back from outside the city. Their clothes were shabby, but there were still scattered smiles on their faces. They whispered that they had picked up a lot of firewood today, and they would at least have a good meal tomorrow. , the oldest child said nothing, snatched the firewood from the youngest child's shoulder, and carried it on his body. Even though his clothes were wet with sweat, he still remained silent. Qinggang City does have a strong family background, but after the Xumeng Mansion's plunder, there are still many families broken up and people killed. Most of these children's parents have left. , he could only go out of the city to collect firewood and exchange for a few copper coins from wealthy people's homes to have a full meal.
Fortunately, he is still in the world, but unfortunately, he has no one to rely on.
Although Tang Bufeng was very drunk at the highest point of Kuixing Tower, he had been keeping an eye on Yun Zhong who was behaving naturally from just now. Until those poor children left, the small and childish words could no longer be heard, but he still Before Yun Zhong had any idea of getting up.
"Just now, I lost more than a dozen moves to you. I thought it was because you were lacking in swordsmanship, but now I feel like there's something wrong with you."
But Yunzhong on the side didn't hear it at all, and only cast his eyes behind the child who could no longer see the trace.
Sure enough, one cannot easily believe what others say, saying that after spending so much time and effort in arranging such a banquet, one can keep one's status in front of old friends. However, after Tang Bufeng's drunken state showed, it was clear that the mockery and scorn in his eyes was extremely strong, and he had a heart of stone. He also felt that he couldn't bear it, so after being far away from the battlefield of Wufeng Mountain, Yun Zhong felt murderous intention for the first time, but he only held the hilt of the sword with his hand, tightened it several times, and released it several times. It is rare to forget that a swordsman like Tang Bufeng, who is extremely skilled in swordsmanship, can detect whether others have murderous intentions, but he has not yet fully understood what he said.
"Han Xi died on Wulingpo, and Lao Lu also died on Wulingpo. No one in the caravan survived. I was the only one who almost crawled out of the corpse and was rescued by senior brother." When talking about this, Yun said Zhong Yiran showed an attitude that it had nothing to do with him, his eyebrows were relaxed and he spoke calmly, "At first, Senior Brother's deception almost caused me to cross the lake because I was new to the world. However, when I took the time to visit Wulingpo and saw the tombs in a mess, I realized how hard Senior Brother had worked so hard. , but I can’t talk to others about it, where was Brother Tang at that time?”
"It has been two or three years since the Autumn Lake has been established, and three or five years of hard practice. The various conditions in the world and the state of mind have been stained for one or two years. The leaves in the forest have been beaten by rain and frost. No matter how solid the porcelain is, it still looks like it is decaying. At least I understand the truth. The world is difficult. It’s not something you and I can understand. Today I have rescued two or three people who are not as good as me. Is it because I have good intentions or because I am condescending and compassionate? Maybe I can’t tell. Of."
