"Long time no see, come in and catch up on old times!" Zhu Yan said to Xiao Qingfeng in a welcoming tone.
Xiao Qingfeng seemed a little at a loss, but looking at Lou Ning behind him, he still wanted to avoid a war.
Xiao Qingfeng walked into the house. The wooden boards creaked loudly. There was nothing in the whole room except a bowl of red stuff.
"It's really... long time no see..." Xiao Qingfeng subconsciously held the hilt of the sword.
"Why are you acting like that?" Zhu Yan sat on the wooden board nonchalantly and motioned for the two of them to sit in front of him.
Lou Ning bowed his head in return, and when he was about to sit down, Xiao Qingfeng pulled him up: "This guy must have a trap!"
"Hey me, do you think of me so much?" The evil charm smiled, scaring the two people out of cold sweat.
The room was very quiet, the only thing that could be heard was the whistling of the snow outside the window. Xiao Qingfeng still stood there, always alert to the surroundings. Lou Ning was too embarrassed to sit down when he saw this, so he had to make an excuse: "Sorry, my legs are numb and I can't sit down!"
"Really, if it's still like this, I can't give you power!" Zhu Yan suddenly said something confusing, and Xiao Qingfeng turned to look at him.
Zhu Yan waved his hand, picked up the bowl of red stuff, and smiled evilly: "This... one hundred blood pupil pills!"
"What?" Xiao Qingfeng took a step back in surprise: "You...what do you want to do?"
"It's nothing, I just want you to gain strength, junior brother."
Xiao Qingfeng immediately pulled out the Qingtian Yuanyang Sword, pointing the sword's edge at Zhu Yan, with a murderous look in his eyes.
He knew that if he took one more Xue Tong Pill, he would die. If he took a hundred pills in a row, his body would bleed from all the orifices and explode to death.
"You guys still want me to die..." Xiao Qingfeng said silently: "It seems that it is necessary to end it!"
After saying this, Xiao Qingfeng stepped on the air and raised his sword like a flying arrow to strike at Zhu Yan who was sitting opposite. Zhu Yan unhurriedly pulled out the Nine-layer Tianyuan Sword, and after a sudden pull, the two sharp swords collided together, making a crisp sound.
Xiao Qingfeng put his feet on the ground and did a backflip, creating a gap between the two of them.
Zhu Yan slowly stood up and said disdainfully: "You're still so stupid..."
"What do you say!" Xiao Qingfeng was furious by this sentence. He rushed towards the festival like a beast.
"Well!" Jiuzhong Tianyuan Jian suddenly stabbed Xiao Qingfeng, and Xiao Qingfeng rolled to the left. "Oh!"
When Xiao Qingfeng was about to stand up, he suddenly kicked him in the cheek with his right foot.
"Hoar..." Xiao Qingfeng was kicked away instantly and hit the wooden wall, with blood flowing from his nose and mouth.
Seeing this posture, Lou Ning quickly drew his sword, but these two men were both top-notch swordsmen. What could this general with ordinary martial arts do? Soon he was knocked unconscious by Zhu Yan.
"Xun ... don't bring others!" Xiao Qingfeng stood up holding a sword.
"Brother, worry too much about the battle, but it will die!" He rushed to him as if he was crazy, and he fell to the ground in a moment of kicking Xiao Qingfeng, and his legs pressed his arm.
"The best swordsman in the world...hehehe...that's all..." Zhu Yan opened his eyes wide and glared at Xiao Qingfeng.
"Stop!" A woman in yellow clothes rushed into the house, picked up a stone and threw it at Zhu Yan.
The Jiuzhong Tianyuan Sword neatly chopped the stone into pieces. Zhu Yan's face turned to the woman over there, and an evil idea suddenly came to his mind.
He stood up, jumped behind the woman, put the Nine-layer Tianyuan Sword on her neck, and said with a smile: "It's more fun this way..."
Xiao Qingfeng reluctantly opened his eyes. The moment he saw the woman, his heart seemed to stop beating.
"La... La..." Xiao Qingfeng said incoherently. Yes, the woman in front of him was Lamei.
"Qingfeng ..." The two words flowing out of Ladmei's mouth, but soon tightened his mouth, and he loudly scolded: "Raise, don't you promise me, no more trouble for him?"
"Oh, my lovely eldest lady, now under my Nine-layer Tianyuan Sword, you can't do anything I do!" Zhu Yan smiled sinisterly and walked to the Xue Tong Pill placed on the wooden floor.
Xiao Qingfeng stood up in a hurry, but his legs softened. He knelt on the ground and gritted his teeth and said, "Zhu Yan! Let her go quickly...I will promise you anything...!"
"You bastard, what are you talking about! Didn't I say more than ten years ago that I no longer love you!" Lamei said this, but she was already in tears. This person values dignity more than anything else. The man would kneel for her and abandoned the only dignity.
"Ah hahaha! Sure enough, this is the best fun! I know you will come to me. If you have a big waist and new empire, there will be my eyeliner everywhere!" Xiao Qingfeng - the man who once took away his title of "the best swordsman in the world".
"Then, eat everything in the bowl!"
After saying this, Xiao Qingfeng looked at him angrily, and once again clenched the Qingtian Yuanyang Sword in his hand.
Zhu Yan placed the sword directly on Wintersweet's collarbone. Xiao Qingfeng was so frightened that he quickly threw away his sword. After an ideological struggle, Xiao Qingfeng lowered his head and silently picked up the bowl.
"That's Xue Tong Pill, don't take it!!!" Lamei's voice had already become hoarse from crying.
Xiao Qingfeng remained unmoved, silently staring at the red-gleaming Xue Tong Pills in the bowl.
"You idiot! Idiot! Is it worth dying for someone who doesn't love you anymore?" Lamei cried hysterically. She didn't understand why this man was willing to die in order to save himself.
"Gulu gulu..." The Xue Tong Pills in the bowl fell into Xiao Qingfeng's throat one by one. Until finally, Xiao Qingfeng smashed the bowl and lay on the floor in pain, exhaling loudly.
"How about it? It will be very comfortable at first!" Zhu Yan laughed sarcastically and let go of Wintersweet.
Lamei quickly knelt down next to Xiao Qingfeng. He looked at Xiao Qingfeng's chaotic breathing and the sweat beads sliding down his forehead bit by bit, and couldn't help but burst into tears again.
At this time, Lamei put her face against Xiao Qingfeng's and kissed him again.
Before Xiao Qingfeng's consciousness was about to fly away, he suddenly felt a soft touch. Apart from this, he never felt anything else.
"Qingfeng, I absolutely don't want to live!" Lamei yelled, using all his strength, he raised the Qingtian Yuanyang Sword and aimed it at his neck.
Blood splattered everywhere, on the floor, on the sword, and on Xiao Qingfeng's face, and the fragrance of wintersweet disappeared.
Just when Zhu Yan was about to send Xiao Qingfeng on his last journey, he discovered that Xiao Qingfeng was not bleeding from any of his orifices. Seeing this scene, he was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat: "Is it possible... that he suppressed this power?"
At this time, the surroundings were full of murderous aura. Xiao Qingfeng opened his eyes, his eyes were red, his mouth was full of fangs, his body gradually expanded until his clothes burst, his mane grew crazily, and the claws on his hands also grew rapidly - he seemed to have become a lost man. The beast of reason.
"No!" Zhu Yan was so frightened that he jumped back quickly. The red beast stood up and ran towards Zhu Yan. The wooden board he stepped on was covered with broken footprints.
"Ho ho ho!" The beast's angry cry shook the world! Zhu Yan's ears were buzzing, a gust of wind blew by, and he received a heavy blow on his left rib.
"Roar..." Zhu Yan spurted out blood. This heavy blow at least broke all his ribs. The beast, like a nimble big cat, lifted it up with its claws, and then fell heavily on the beam.
"Well..." When Zhu Yan was about to open his blood pupils, he suddenly received a violent stab in the stomach - the beast pierced his body with its claws.
"You are digging your own grave... I might as well let you call me Dad..." After saying this, Zhu Yan died in a pool of blood.
The tenderness is broken, and the sword is blown by the wind.
When I look back, the wintersweet flowers have fallen.
Xiao Qingfeng finally returned to his original state, but this does not mean that he has mastered all the power. He will eventually be swallowed up by the power. That day will come soon...
After Lou Ning woke up, he buried the wintersweet with Xiao Qingfeng, and then left silently. A gust of wind blew by, and the wintersweet flowers fell on the ground, on the eaves, and on the swordsman's heart...
To be continued…
