Zhou Ziheng has packed the tobacco leaves.
Ding Xiaodao took out a fire stick from his arms, blew a few puffs, and lit the cigarette for Zhou Ziheng.
He smiled and said: "As far as I know, Liu Changfeng's swordsmanship is not the best in today's martial arts world, but it is not far behind. Except for A Fei and Jing Wu Ming, who are no longer traceable and travel around the world, I I really can’t think of anyone with a sword that can be faster than him. But he is willing to be Little Yezi’s follower. I really can’t figure it out. Is it possible that his level in Capturing the Dragon Gate is not as high as Little Yezi’s?”
Or has Little Leaf become a flying fairy? Ding Xiaodao shook his head, this is impossible. The Flying Immortal from Heaven is by no means someone who can be trained at Xiao Zizi's age.
Zhou Ziheng slowly exhaled a puff of smoke and said with a smile: "Liu Changfeng is not the one who captured Longmen. He only followed Xiao Zizi because he made a bet with someone else."
"With whom? What bet?" Ding Xiaodao wanted to use the small wooden knife in his hand to take the words out of Zhou Ziheng's stomach.
"Ye Feiyun, gambling on swords." Zhou Ziheng said calmly. "Liu Changfeng has been obsessed with swords all his life. There is nothing to bet on if you don't gamble with swords."
"Ye Feiyun? Is he Xiao Zizi's father? But there are rumors in the world that Ye Gucheng has been obsessed with swordsmanship and never married a wife!" Ding Xiaodao said in shock.
"Betting for Ye Feiyun, but not with Ye Feiyun, Ye Feiyun doesn't know martial arts." Zhou Ziheng said.
"Did I fall from the sky?" Ye Rongqiu was slowly walking over and sitting next to Ding Xiaodao.
She smiled faintly, a bit sadly: "My Ye family has been passed down to three generations since my great-grandfather. My grandfather, Ye Gucheng, couldn't win over my great-grandmother, and finally agreed to stay with the Ye family. After that, he and a distant cousin who grew up in the Ye family, who is my grandmother, My father ran away from home after he was born. My grandmother and father have never seen my grandfather again..." Although Ye Rongqiu spoke indifferently, his eyes were already wet.
Ding Xiaodao sighed: "He pursued swordsmanship throughout his life and became a legend of being undefeated. But who knows what he has lost, no amount of myths can make up for it."
Ye Rongqiu's eyes had shed tears: "Even after he mastered the flying fairy swordsmanship, he gave the sword manual to his great-grandmother and did not visit his grandmother and father!"
Ding Xiaodao gently stroked Ye Rong Qiuxiang's shoulder and said softly: "Everything you gain must have something to lose. Your grandfather chose kendo, so he can't be tied down by emotions. With emotions, it's impossible to be single-minded about the sword, and there will be no Tianwai." The birth of the peerless swordsmanship of Feixian."
Life is always full of mistakes, and mistakes are always caused by oneself.
"That's why my father has not practiced martial arts since he was a child. He said that it doesn't matter even if he becomes the best in the world. He doesn't have to live in challenges all his life, either to challenge others or to be challenged by others." Ye Rongqiu gradually calmed down.
She smiled bitterly and said: "It's a pity that he forgot one thing. As a descendant of the Ye family, how can he stay outside the world! The flying fairy is the glory and pride of the Ye family, and it is also the disaster and shackles of the Ye family."
Zhou Ziheng sighed: "After Ye Gucheng's death, there were rumors in the rivers and lakes that he left the sword manual of Fei Xianwai Feixian in Baiyun City. For a while, both black and white came out one after another to trace the whereabouts of the sword manual. Presumably Baiyun was at that time The city has long been restless. At that time, in order to avoid being chased by my enemies, I also chose to escape far away from the border. However, I accidentally rescued Xiao Zizi's family in a Berlin outside Baiyun City. Unfortunately, Xiao Zizi's brother was abducted by a man in yellow, and his life or death is unknown. .”
Ye Rongqiu had gradually calmed down, but now she was so sad that she burst into tears.
While talking, Zhou Ziheng loaded another pot of tobacco leaves, and Ding Xiaodao took out the fire stick and lit it for him.
Zhou Ziheng took a few puffs and said: "At that time, seven or eight people in yellow were surrounding a carriage, and all the people on the carriage had been kicked out. Little Ye Zi was only eight or nine years old at the time, and his brother She was only eleven or twelve years old, and there were her parents and a coachman. Those men in yellow had obviously searched Ye Feiyun and his wife and couldn't find what they were looking for. I just arrived when they were about to take action. "
He shook his cigarette pot and continued: "How can I allow them to do evil in broad daylight? I flew up and injured two people with one move. The men in yellow stopped and looked at me. One of them was standing far away. The man in yellow with a bronze mask on his face slowly walked towards me. He said, "You are qualified to use a sword?" How can you be so insulted if you have a false reputation?"
He paused and sighed: "Oh, I really didn't expect that man's martial arts to be so amazing. I thrust out thirteen swords in one breath, each sword was a killing move. He crossed his chest with both hands and was right next to my sword. I moved between moves, but I didn't even touch the corner of his clothes. He suddenly stretched out his hand to grab the tip of my sword. It seemed very slow, but I couldn't avoid it. I just felt a strong force coming from me. , the sword broke into several pieces, I was already stunned at that time, I only saw that his right hand was blood red."
After so many years, hearing him say it in such a strong and desolate tone made people feel as if they were right there, witnessing a thrilling and fierce battle.
Zhou Ziheng smiled miserably and said: "That moment of life and death was very short, but suddenly many strange things came to mind in my mind, including the excitement of the first martial arts competition when I was young, the first scene of being drunk, and even... The first woman's appearance and name were clearly visible. Later I learned that the feeling was fear. When a person is truly afraid, it turns out that everything is clear to him, but he can't do anything, not even move."
He sighed and continued: "In the midst of the lightning and flint, a sword flew over, including the person and the sword. To be honest, I have never seen a person's sword reach such a speed in my life. I simply can't Even the shadow of the sword could not be seen, only the sound of gold and iron could be heard. The man in yellow actually used his bloody hand to catch the sword attack, and his bloody hand was actually invulnerable. The two were fighting inextricably, but the man in yellow suddenly He made a feint and retreated, throwing a black projectile. When the projectile hit the ground, a large amount of smoke erupted. Everyone hurriedly covered their mouths and noses. When the smoke dissipated, the man in yellow had long since disappeared. Xiao Yezi’s brother was also kidnapped.”
Ding Xiaodao said tremblingly: "Then, that person... is he injured?"
Zhou Ziheng patted Ding Xiaodao hard on the shoulder and sighed: "No, you must have guessed that that person is your father Lu Xiaojia."
Ding Xiaodao blinked hard to prevent tears from falling. He pretended to smile, but it was more painful than crying.
Ye Rongqiu held his hand hard, his eyes turning red. She knew this feeling too well. The father's love she had not received since childhood and the family relationship she had lost were regrets that nothing in this world could exchange for.
Ding Xiaodao coughed twice and cleared his throat and said, "What happened next? Did he leave?"
Zhou Ziheng shook his head and said, "No, we had a brief chat for a while and were planning to escort the Ye family away together. Liu Changfeng is here."
What else can happen when two sword masters meet? What's more, there are two top masters in the world, one is the Kuai Jian who was famous in the world in the past, and the other is the best among the rising stars.
Lu Xiaojia smiled and said: "If it were ten years ago, I would never have sword dueled with you."
Liu Changfeng said: "Oh, why?"
Lu Xiaojia sighed: "Because ten years ago I only knew how to kill people, not swords."
Liu Changfeng had no expression on his face and said indifferently: "Now, you no longer know how to kill?"
Lu Xiaojia solemnly said: "No! My sword is faster than before, but I no longer kill people who shouldn't be killed, because a friend told me that it is easy to kill someone, but it is difficult to forgive yourself. ." He smiled and said: "I hope you can understand this truth one day."
Liu Changfeng said calmly: "But I still want to know which is your sword the fastest, or mine!"
The wind blows and leaves fall, and the heaven and earth are in a state of silence.
Lu Xiaojia still had a calm expression. He looked at Liu Changfeng and said with a smile, "How about we make a bet?"
"What bet?"
"If you lose, you will protect the Ye family for ten years, until this little girl grows up, not even a day less!"
"What if you lose?"
Lu Xiaojia laughed and said: "Of course I will die if I lose, and there will be no one left alive under the Changfeng Sword."
Liu Changfeng at this time was just like Lu Xiaojia at that time. There is only victory, defeat, life and death in his eyes, nothing else.
Defeating Lu Xiaojia is the ideal of every swordsman, and even the highest pursuit of a swordsman in his life.
Liu Changfeng said: "I bet!"
Bet and lose.
After several years of practice, Lu Xiaojia's swordsmanship has lost the sharp edge of his youth, but has become more all-encompassing and tolerant. Every time he strikes a sword, it feels natural, as if the sword is always where it should be. place.
Liu Changfeng's sword is like the wind in the desert, fierce, biting, and continuous. The wind rises first, but the sword arrives first. Changfeng Swordsmanship is indeed well-deserved.
But Lu Xiaojia's sword was like the sun, hot and irresistible. With just one sword blow, Feng's mouth was torn open.
When you look up and see the sun, isn't it that the sun has already shone on you?
Ding Xiaodao's blood boiled and tears filled his eyes. He only met his father once when he was five or six years old. At that time, his master had just given him a small wooden knife. His father went to stay with him for three days. When he left, he touched his head and said that he would be able to practice flying knives when he mastered it. Will go see him again. From then on, I only saw my father in my dreams.
After a long time, Ding Xiaodao finally recovered his thoughts: "How long is the ten-year agreement?"
"Two days! It's a coincidence that the day they competed with each other happened to be the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month." Ye Rongqiu said sadly, her brows filled with complex emotions, and she vaguely felt the coming parting.
ten years! In the past ten years, Liu Changfeng had guarded him every step of the way, and she had regarded him as a relative and elder invisibly. But what have these ten years been like for Liu Changfeng?
Is it a promise or a yoke?
