Black clothes, black hair, black sword!
I saw such a person randomly in front of the gate.
Yiran looked at him with some curiosity, and he looked at Yinzhi with some curiosity... In his eyes, there was not only curiosity, but also excitement and heat, as well as indescribable excitement.
It was as if this person had known him for a long time.
Xuanyuan suddenly asked: "Are you Guo Songyang?"
Guo Songyang said: "Have you seen me?"
He shook his head arbitrarily and said, "I've never seen it, so I'm just guessing."
Guo Songyang nodded and said: "Yes, I am Guo Songyang, and you are arbitrary."
Ranran smiled and said: "These days, you are still the first person who dares to come to my door. You shouldn't come to me."
Guo Songyang said solemnly: "There is a person like you in the whole world, how could Guo Songyang not find him?"
Ranyi said calmly: "Go back. The person you are looking for should not be me. You can find other people. They will be your opponents."
Guo Songyang's face darkened, and he said solemnly: "Looking at the world, there are still three people who can fight Guo to the death. Without you, I should have found the three of them, but now it is different."
Randomly said: "Oh?"
Guo Songyang said loudly: "Even if their force is better than mine, if I have to choose, I will definitely choose to die by your sword! I am unwilling to lose to them and die in their hands!"
He repeated arbitrarily: "If you want to die, do you want to die by my sword?"
Guo Songyang suddenly closed his eyes, and said slowly as if recalling: "I heard the names of Yi Yi and Yao Yue half a year ago, and I went to Xingyun Village half a year ago. Although the blood has dried and the corpse has rotted, But the sword on the bare ground is still there, and I can still distinguish the scars on the corpses. Many rotting corpses have sword wounds, and seventeen of them even have the same sword marks."
As he spoke, he suddenly opened his eyes, and the heat in his eyes became even stronger.
"Just one sword cut off the necks of seventeen people. Maybe that sword not only killed seventeen people, but also the bodies were taken away."
After saying this, he nodded slightly and praised: "You are not only careful, but also very persistent."
Guo Songyang stared at the sword on his waist and said, "You and your wife are the only ones who have a sword. You were the one who used that sword."
Xuanyuan nodded again and said: "You are right, I am the one who wields the sword."
Guo Songyang stared at him and said word by word: "So, I decided to fight you half a year ago."
Randomly asked: "You have seen sword marks, you have seen corpses, and you have been waiting for half a year. Do you think you are capable of fighting me after half a year?"
Guo Songyang suddenly sighed and said: "Because I can't wait any longer. Guo has dedicated his life to the iron sword in his hand. I can lose anything, but I must have an opponent. I swear, I must see with my own eyes the long hair on your waist." sword."
No one can deny his determination, and no one can ignore his persistence.
I looked at him randomly for a long time...
A smile gradually emerged from the corner of his mouth, and he said with a smile: "I have a friend, and he also said this: 'I have never had friends, but I don't care. If a person lives alone in the world, if he doesn't even have any rivals, then that's the end of it." It's really lonely.'"
Guo Songyang said with emotion: "I also want to meet your friend."
Ranran shook his head and sighed: "It's a pity that you can't see him. I think I should promise you."
Guo Songyang was slightly excited and said, "You agree?"
Randomly smiled and nodded: "Tomorrow at dusk."
Guo Songyang said loudly: "Okay!"
Randomly asked: "Where?"
Guo Songyang said: "To the west, there is a maple forest ten miles away."
He raised his forehead casually, turned around and walked in.
Guo Songyang also turned around and left here.
As for the three people standing in the distance, some were melancholy, some were excited, and some were sighing.
Li Xunhuan said excitedly: "I didn't expect that he would accept this battle."
Sun Xiaohong rubbed her head and sighed: "But I don't understand at all. Guo Songyang has been waiting for half a year, so why can't he wait any longer and rush to find him?"
Li Xunhuan said slowly: "Perhaps after he saw the sword mark, he went back and searched for a way to solve it, but in the past six months..."
Old Man Sun continued: "But in the past six months, he has gained a deeper and deeper understanding of that sword, until in the end he couldn't wait any longer."
Sun Xiaohong turned around and asked: "Why can't he wait? Even if there is no way to solve it at the moment and he doesn't think of a great trick, then just take your time. One day he will be able to think of a way, right?"
Li Xunhuan smiled bitterly and said: "People can indeed wait, but some 'things' may not be able to wait."
Sun Xiaohong asked: "What?"
Old Man Sun said: "Courage, self-confidence, courage... Maybe if he waits any longer, he will only lose courage and self-confidence. In the end, he will become more and more fearful and lose all courage. He can't wait any longer."
Sun Xiaohong widened her eyes and said, "So Guo Songyang came here half a year later?"
Li Xunhuan said: "Maybe that's the case, but who knows!"
…
Inside the house.
When Yao Yue returned to the hall, she was still sitting there.
Her face was a little red, and she seemed to be a little blue. She originally planned to pretend that she didn't see anything, but she couldn't help but stopped and looked at her face seriously...
Yaoyue said coldly: "What are you looking at?"
Her voice was a little strange, not so soft, not so delicate, and seemed a little hoarse.
This opening not only surprised Ranran, but she also seemed to be surprised.
Ranran sat down in front of her and exclaimed in shock: "Did you eat it?"
Yaoyue said angrily: "Shut up!"
Random didn't shut up at all, but looked at her more curiously and continued to ask: "How does it taste?"
Yaoyue glared at him fiercely and said, "Don't you know how to taste it yourself?"
Ranran said with a smile: "You have been poisoned and mute, why don't you forget to ask me to have a taste?"
Yao Yue closed her mouth, turned away, and stood up... She was already angry, and if she said a few words to this person, she was afraid that she would become even more angry.
She walked towards the inner hall, but she couldn't help but stopped suddenly and said with a hint of resentment and annoyance: "Don't ever ask me to cook another dish for you in the future."
Ranran said lightly: "Thank you!"
Sure enough, she became even more angry. Yao Yue stamped her feet and walked into the inner hall.
He picked up the jug on the table and poured wine on it. Although the food on the table could not be eaten, the wine could be drunk. Regarding Guo Songyang, he was a little surprised, a little surprised, and a little regretful.
He didn't expect Guo Songyang to have such determination. In terms of swordsmanship alone, Guo Songyang was definitely not as good as Ye Gucheng and Yan Shisan.
But in this person, the shadows of those two people can be seen randomly.
It was a pity that such a person died, but he would have been even more regretful that such a person had not died under his sword.
Even though the sound of the string is broken, the sword can still be drawn. Guo Songyang deserves to be drawn out.
…
The night is deep, very deep.
In the maple forest to the west, Guo Songyang was waiting early.
He did not rest, but was swinging his sword. The autumn was not yet over, but the maple leaves were withering!
The night light and the sword light are reflected on the maple leaves. The maple forest is covered with red leaves. The red leaves are destroyed by the sword energy, and the world is desolate. The fallen leaves are dancing in the autumn wind, and are broken into pieces by the sword energy.
The sword edge flickered, one divided into two, two divided into four, four divided into eight... At this moment, how many swords did he thrust out?
The sword light was shining, rising and dying. Every time the sword light came out, it was so beautiful and so fast!
The three people who saw it seemed as if their souls had been shaken away by the light of the sword, and they couldn't help themselves.
Such a superb sword, such a fast sword, is Songyang really only ranked fourth in the weapons spectrum now?
If Bai Xiaosheng saw his current iron sword, would he rank him second among the top three?
