(3)
They stood face to face on the snow, a distance apart, looking at each other, ignoring everyone else.
The sounds of herdsmen swimming could be heard from both sides of the Goddess River. They were loaded with wool, goat milk, dried meat and other commodities, and were about to transport them to towns for sale. Although the sound was far away, both Bai Feng and Zhao Kuo could clearly feel that since Beizhen successfully resisted the enemy's invasion and eliminated the civil strife, the people of all ethnic groups were grateful to themselves and Yuyi Town for their hard resistance.
This is a sound that represents joy and happiness. It should be turned into positive energy, but now it only makes Bai Feng and Zhao Kuo more and more deep in thought.
"You are mine... If I don't let you go, you can't go anywhere." Zhao Kuo threatened again. After speaking, he took off his shirt and exposed his arms. His body as strong as a horse archer was the first Displayed in front of everyone for the first time.
"Come on! Zhao Kuo walked steadily and shouted provocatively: "I have never lost to anyone else in sumo wrestling in my life. Do you dare to compete with me? "
Bai Feng remained silent. He took off his shirt and placed it on the saddle together with the Longming Sword. In comparison, the young swordsman was smaller, but his body was full of battle scars. For a battle-hardened warrior, It's a supreme honor.
"Come here!" Bai Feng responded.
The two fell into a confrontation, and then each walked a half circle around the snow in tacit agreement. At the same time, they each drew a semicircle with their feet. A simple arena was thus set up.
They chanted three times silently, and then began to slowly approach each other, high-fiving and fist-bumping, and then returned to where they were before to greet each other. The competition that would determine their future destiny finally began.
The physical difference between Bai Feng and Zhao Kuo was very obvious, but the young swordsman, regardless of the situation, rushed up and grabbed the opponent's shoulders tightly, and tripped him with his foot. Unexpectedly, Zhao Kuo pushed back Bai Feng's legs and feet with brute force, and then grabbed the opponent's shoulders. The two restrained each other in the center of the snow arena, constantly finding flaws to attack from the opponent's lower body.
Suddenly, Zhao Kuo found an opportunity, grabbed Bai Feng's belt, and immediately wanted to throw him down. Little did he know that Bai Feng had been prepared. Just as Zhao Kuo was applying force, he suddenly lost his strength and let go, and was knocked down. After the other party's strength pulled him for half a step, he suddenly stepped on Zhao Kuo's feet to use it as leverage, hugging him and throwing him to the ground together for a few laps.
In the end, Zhao Kuo gained the upper hand with his absolute physical advantage. He rode on Bai Feng and punched him repeatedly, beating him until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen. At the same time, he asked again and again: "Why, why can't you understand me?"
Bai Feng was too tired to cope and did not answer.
Zhao Kuo continued to punch Bai Feng in the face until he thought that Bai Feng had no room to fight back, then he put his hands around Bai Feng's neck and forced him to submit.
"Say quickly, you will stay, right?" Zhao Kuo almost went crazy and yelled: "Stay, can you hear me? Answer me!!!"
Seeing that the situation was not going well, Zhao Xiaomei stopped her and said, "You guys, go and separate my brother and General Bai Feng! If this continues, someone will die..."
With Zhao Kuo in front of him, the boys would not listen to Zhao Xiaomei's orders, so they had to pretend that nothing happened and continue to stand by.
"I..." Bai Feng kept struggling to get up from the snow, "I..."
"What did you say?" Zhao Kuo inadvertently brought his face closer. Unexpectedly, at this opportunity, Bai Feng suddenly swung his head and hit Zhao Kuo's nose, and there was a sound of bone breaking. , the eldest son of the Zhao family immediately retreated, covering his nose dizzy under the snowy sun, and fell down with all his strength.
Bai Feng took a breath and walked over to see Zhao Kuo's condition and said: "To this day, I still regard you as my friend. I still like Yuyi Town and the people and brothers of all ethnic groups in Beizhen." .”
He sighed and continued: "It's a pity that even though I have been in more dangerous situations, I never thought of succumbing, because I know that this will never be the end of my life. This Yuyi Town will never be the end of my life." It won’t be the end of my destiny.”
"Don't go..." Zhao Kuo couldn't breathe through his nose. He could only breathe in through his mouth while talking. Blood spurted out from his nose, dyeing half of his face red, and fell on the snow along his chin like dots of red. Mei: "Damn it...you belong to me..."
Bai Feng walked past him, went back to the horse, put on her winter clothes, put on the Longming Sword, and got on the horse.
"Brother Feng!" Zhao Xiaomei ran to Bai Feng and begged: "I know, our Zhao family is sorry for you, sorry for Sister Murong..."
"No, you have not sorry for me, let alone Yan'er." Bai Feng replied: "Actually, Yan'er and I have already parted ways. I know that there are many people in Yuyi Town who cannot tolerate the existence of Yuyi Academy in their hearts. . Therefore, I should leave here and follow Yan'er's footsteps."
"We can go together to bring Sister Murong back. As long as you stay, we can do anything!"
"The only people you need to be worthy of are the people of Beizhen! Protecting this peace is more important than anything else!" Bai Feng scolded sternly: "Little sister, remember to help Brother Zhao here. I'm sorry, Bai Feng." I’ll accompany you.”
"Brother Feng..." After hearing this, the little sister knelt on the snow again in a daze. The tears in her eyes had almost dried up, and her whole body seemed to be just a shell, silently staring at Bai Feng's leaving back.
"Mr. Bai..." Although the Miao girl Ajuan didn't know what this separation meant, she could clearly feel that everyone's memory would leave an unforgettable footnote after this separation. She walked to Xiaomei Zhao and gently comforted her: "Little sister, let's go home."
The young swordsman rode up to the blockade, stared at the soldiers, and said, "I won. According to the agreement, you have no reason to stop me."
After hearing this, all the boys got out of the way. Zhao Kuo had been lying there since his nose was injured, unable to move, let alone give orders. He could only watch Bai Feng pass through the barriers from a distance, not knowing what to do. Word.
After a while, a beautiful flute sound came from a distance.
The sound of the flute is no longer as lonely as before. It is more like a soldier who is embarking on the journey again saying goodbye to the scenery behind him. It is sad but has a high-spirited meaning. Rapid overtones and wisps of vibrato are intertwined. When it is low, it is like a mountain that cannot be moved. When it is high, it is like wind and snow that cannot be stopped. When it is sad, it is as misty as an autumn night. When it is exciting, it is as turbulent as the waves.
If you can't let go of the past, it will pass away with the wind, and an open road is right in front of you. We are all continuing to move forward towards a better future.
