Chapter 302

With the help of the rain, the ancient and simple inkstone stands are awe inspiring!

Li Fuyao's green silk sword was unable to move after it penetrated the Mohe river. Therefore, when the sword 19 appeared in his hand, he could not move.

Li Fuyao waved his sword without hesitation.

The same is a majestic sword, attacking the old Confucian.

But at this moment, the inkstone moves down slightly and stands in front of Li Fuyao's body. The sword 19 swings out and cuts it right on the inkstone.

Bang!

Li Fu shakes the mouth of the tiger and feels a huge force. The sword almost comes out of his hand. However, there is a crack on the inkstone.

When the river was stopped, Li Fuyao drew out the green silk, and the sword was stabbed with the sword of nineteen and one. The green silk immediately followed behind him. These are the two swords.

There is no book in the world about how to deal with a swordsman holding two swords, because no swordsman has ever had a sword in one hand.

Only in a short period of time, the old Confucians had stepped back far away, and their big sleeves were fluttering, but they were in a bit of a mess in the rain.

It is not only due to Li Fuyao's identity as a swordsman, but also related to his double swords.

The old Confucian stood still in the rain and said in a deep voice: "even if there is a king sword immortal who killed a big demon for the sake of the human race, this mountain and river is not the place where you swordsmen run rampant!"

Li Fuyao was speechless. He just stared at the old Confucian scholar. After a moment, he sneered and asked, "well, if you don't kill the demon at the Sword Fairy, the old gentleman will not even have the interest to talk to me?"

The old Confucianist said nothing. He was only holding one hand behind him and holding the other hand up. The inkstone was on his head, and the ink river did not continue to appear. I'm afraid it was also because of Li Fuyao's sword.

At the other end of the battlefield, Chang Lin could not have been the opponent of the Lord of Wuning. But Xie Huaiyin had a big war first, which made his lingfu gas engine exhausted.

Now I met Chang Lin, who did not want to die. During this period of time, Chang Lin was totally fighting. Unexpectedly, Xie Huaiyin did not produce a wisp of new Qi in the lingfu, which surprised Xie Huaiyin.

It's not too much to kill. It's just how to kill and by whom. It's not small.

Thanks to the silver gun, Xie Huaiyin refused to let Chang Lin get close to him. During this period, he even had the idea of replacing injury with injury several times, which was recognized by Xie Huaiyin.

And successfully resolved.

Xie Huaiyin is not afraid of a long-standing expert in the world. He is only afraid that he will often encounter such a desperado. The former has something to ask for. Even if he wants to distinguish himself from the superior, it will not be too shocking. However, the latter wants you to die wholeheartedly, even if he is willing to exchange his own life. Who can stand it?

What's more, Xie Huaiyin is not the heyday Xie Huaiyin. There is a big difference between the two Xie Huaiyin.

Chang Lin's sword swept out, leaving several sword marks on the wall, but he could not get close to him. Xie Huaiyin covered himself with a silver gun, and Chang Lin's sword could not penetrate.

This makes Chang Lin's mood really irritable.

Li Fuyao hung nineteen on his waist with only green silk in his hand. He looked at the old Confucians not far away. Along the way, he had killed three Taiqing monks.

The porter of taizai mansion, the old man selling sweet potatoes, and the man in grey who never knew his name when he went up the mountain to challenge him.

But to tell the truth, only the first one was more dangerous in the three battles. In fact, the last two scenes were relatively relaxed because of experience or the talisman and elixir.

As for this old Confucian, according to Li Fuyao, it's not too difficult to deal with. Besides, he has a holy pill in his waist.

Enough for a fight.

Besides, it is not time to use the elixir.

Li Fuyao groaned. If he really wanted to use the holy pill, he would have lost his grandmother's home when he came to Ningfu city. Even if the master of Wuning had a secret script.

Is there a saint Dan?

Li Fuyao was a little distracted when he heard the sound of horse's hooves in the distance.

The sound of horse's hooves stepping on the water is not clear and crisp, but for Li Fuyao, the sound can't be more beautiful.

A horse galloped from the horse, and there was a man with armor and halberd on his back.

Li Fuyao looked at the scene from a distance, thinking that if it was really put on the battlefield and wenbailou was leading a large number of troops, he felt a little lost in his mind.

Wen Bailou ran in front of him and said with a smile, "I'm sorry, I didn't know that there was still a Taiqing realm in advance, but you can stop him with a green silk realm. It's not bad."

Li Fu shook his sword and put it into the scabbard. He just said with a smile: "next, I'll give it to general Wen."

"It's a piece of cake!"

Wen Bailou laughed and swept with a halberd, rolling up countless raindrops. This halberd alone was enough to make the old Confucian look awe inspiring.Li Fuyao did not pay attention to the war after he took up his sword. He had absolute confidence in Wen Bailou. He turned to another battlefield and watched Chang Lin and Xie Huaiyin's life and death struggle.

Li Fuyao frowned and then said with a smile, "thank you, I heard you have a secret script. Is it true or false?"

The voice was not very loud, but actually Li Fuyao didn't ask this question simply. So when he opened his mouth, Xie Huaiyin's ears sounded like a thunderbolt. Xie Huaiyin's heart trembled and he almost got stabbed.

In the past, Xie Huaiyin, relying on his own strong strength, was able to be calm. But now, Mr. Xie is stopped by Wen Bailou, and often comes to the enemy without dying to take his life.

On the other hand, a swordsman from the green silk realm watched the battle.

Xie Huaiyin can guess that this is Li Fuyao's intention to create a battlefield where he and often face the battle of life and death. But Chang Lin's sword training time is still short after all. If he really can't defeat him, Li Fuyao may not be able to fight.

After all, before that seemingly understatement of a sentence, then hidden mystery.

Xie Huaiyin, who had never met such a situation since his youth, looked indifferent, but his heart was already burning with anxiety.

Never before.

Li Fuyao went to pick up the oil paper umbrella. He did not let himself stay in the rain. He looked at Chang Lin as usual. Even though he could help Chang Lin in small matters, he still adhered to his original idea of revenge.

Let Chang Lin do it alone.

But in the end, if there was no chance, Li Fuyao would not stand idly by.

Now, it is not to that extent.

In fact, Chang Lin is not Xie Huaiyin's opponent either in the time of practicing sword, in his grasp of the situation, or in his on-the-spot decision-making. He can persist until now only with a breath in his chest.

Li Fuyao had no choice but to say, "Chang Lin, you told me before that you must live."

When he was swept by a sword, Xie Huaiyin was forced back by his sword spirit. Then he said in a deep voice: "martial uncle, these words will be counted only after I take revenge."

Li Fuyao thought it was true.

The battle between wenbailou and the old Confucians is coming to an end. Xie Huaiyin consumed a lot in the battle between Xie Huaiyin and Li'an, but Wen Bai Lou and Jiang Feng were not. Jiang Feng was much worse than Wen Bai Lou.

At the end of the day, even if it's not in its heyday, Wenbai building is not much worse.

A halberd swept through the chest of the old Confucian, and the old Confucian coughed up blood, which was a failure.

Therefore, after half a column of incense, Li Fuyao did not find it strange that the Euphorbia of the white chamber pierced the old scholar's chest.

Wenbailou, who turned over and dismounted, went to the eaves and stood side by side with Li Fuyao, who had come here before.

Wen Bai Lou took a look at Xie Huaiyin and said, "Xie Huaiyin is at the end of his tether. Why don't you kill him?"

Li Fu shook his head, "and general Wen must kill Jiang Feng, often to kill Xie Huaiyin, also do not allow others to intervene."

Wen Bailou said with a smile: "revenge is a matter that you have to make yourself happy. If someone helps you, it's almost like that."

"I'm afraid the boy won't win."

Li Fuyao said in a low voice: "the most appropriate way is to practice your skills and then talk about revenge. But if you can't wait, what can you do?"

Wen Bai Lou looked up at the rain, and his expression was flat.

Li Fuyao took the initiative to ask, "where is general Wen going now?"

Wen Bailou chuckled and said, "if you have a chance, how about traveling with me?"

Li Fuyao nodded with a smile and continued, "don't you miss the battlefield?"

Wen Bailou shook his head and said: "the motherland is gone, and no one has the feeling of leading a war in those years. I just want to take a good walk and have a look."

It seems that he didn't expect that Wen Bailou would say such a thing. Li Fuyao held back some words and failed to say them, but he laughed them off.

Wen Bailou looked at the distance and said in a soft voice, "there is no state of Chu, but I always feel that there will be another country with Chu as its name, or even a dynasty."

Li Fuyao nodded his head and said, "it's hard to predict the world. No one can tell."

During the conversation between the two people, Xie Huaiyin often faced the cost of being stabbed in the shoulder by Xie Huaiyin, and finally made Xie Huaiyin's abdomen bleed.

A sword cut through the belly of the first person in Beihai lake, which made Xie Huaiyin crazy.

Li Fuyao sighed. I'm afraid that the only advantage of being present is not to give up his life.

He chatted with Wen Bailou under the eaves of the house, but actually he still focused on that side. If he was stabbed to death by Wen Bailou for a mistake, he would be really sorry for Mr. Chao.

Wen Bailou took a look at the Wuning mansion and asked with a smile, "don't you really want that secret script?"Li Fu shook his head and said, "I'm a swordsman. I want to be interested in things like Jian Pu Jian Jing. I don't like martial arts secrets."

When he said this, Li Fuyao had a slight smile.

Although Wen Bailou didn't know Li Fuyao for a long time, he had already understood Li Fuyao's ideas. He just laughed and stopped talking about it.

At that time, in the state of Chu, wenbailou became famous as a young man and became an important official in the temple. Beside him were some mainstays of the temples of the state of Chu, but there were not many people who could let Wen Bailou see it.

It's not that his eyes are higher than the top, but there are not many people with temper.

At the same time, Xie Huaiyin and Chang Lin are finally coming to an end.

Chang Lin was stabbed in the chest by a silver spear, and a sword cut Xie Huaiyin's throat.

Blood gushed out and mixed with the rain.

Chang Lin is backward.

They fell to the ground almost at the same time.

The silver gun didn't hit the heart, but the iron sword cut the throat.

The heavy rain stopped.

Xie Huaiyin has no hope of surviving.

Li Fu holds an umbrella and goes over. He pulls out the silver gun and puts a pill in Chang Lin's mouth.

Nature is not the pill, but the pill given by Gu Yuan before.

At the border of Chen state, he was almost killed by the blue shirt Confucian scholar. When he was seriously injured, Gu Yuan gave many pills. Those pills were products of the Imperial Palace, which were not ordinary products. Even if they were not as good as the holy pills, they were much better than the secular herbs.

After feeding pills and feeling the vitality of Chang Lin, Li Fuyao carried him to the inn.

Wenbailou leads the horse slowly.

Three of them died tonight in Taiqing. It is a shocking thing to put them in a secular world, even if it is Ningfu city.

This is the end of the matter. Before he was near the restaurant, wenbailou disappeared in the long street. His dress was very conspicuous. The good thing was that at night, during the day, I didn't know how many people were watching.

Walking into the restaurant, Yufu quickly pokes his head out of the room. Seeing Li Fuyao covered with blood, he is surprised, but still covers his mouth and doesn't shout out.

Li Fuyao changed Chang Lin's clean clothes and bandaged him up.

After thinking about it, she put some pills in Chang Lin's mouth.

Yu Fu leaned against the door and asked softly, "would you like to take a bath, sir?"

Li Fu gave Yufu a strange look, and finally shook his head.

Yu Fu had some bitterness, "I won't eat you. Why are you so afraid of me?"

Li Fuyao rubbed his cheek, but his face turned red.

Yu Fu covered his mouth and chuckled, and finally left slowly.

Walking back to the room, Yu Fu lies on the bed. In fact, she knows that there are some things that are impossible. Even if she is willing to offer a pillow, she is willing to follow Li Fuyao with no name.

Nine times out of ten, Li Fuyao would not accept it.

She knows that childe is not such a person!

In this case, it is no longer a blessing to stay at the side of the young master for one more day.

In the morning of the next day, when the talent was dim and bright, groups of Wuning disciples began to appear in the whole Ningfu City, wandering in the streets, and everyone looked sad and angry.

As for the killing of Xie Huaiyin, the head of Wuning Prefecture, there are no more than ten people in Ningfu city who know the news.

Wei's house is very quiet today. Wei Xian, the expert of Beihai lake, who is said to have been killed by Xie Huaiyin, stands in the courtyard and looks at the horizon.

Wei Yingchun, the leader of the Wei family, stood aside and said with a smile, "now Xie Huaiyin is dead, and xian'er can ascend to a high position."

Wei Xian shook his head. "What's the meaning of being the first in the world?"

Wei Yingchun frowned, "how did the immortal plan?"

Wei Xian said frankly: "next spring, I will leave Ningfu city to pursue that Avenue."

Wei Xian knew what his father was going to say, and for a long time he said, "before I leave, I will pick some good children from the Wei family and teach them well. Since my father wants the Wei family to be the first, why not

Wei Yingchun stroked his beard and said with a smile: "the immortal son really knows that he is a father."

Wei Xian laughed indifferently and said no more.

He looked up at the direction of the Wuning mansion with admiration in his eyes.

On that day, he met Xie Huaiyin. It was supposed to be a battle of life and death. The reason was not because of the secret script, nor because of the fact that Wei Xian was killing people like a dog, but because of another hidden reason.

For that reason, Wei Xian had to die.

But in fact, Xie Huaiyin only sat with Wei Xian for half a day and discussed some things about the realm of practice.

Finally, Xie Huaiyin discussed the matter of suspended death with him. Xie Huaiyin said so.

"I can only be trapped in Beihai lake and lake in my life. But since you Wei Xian doesn't lose out to Xie Huaiyin, how can I do this all my life?""Great rivers and mountains, go and have a look!"

Wei Xian moved forward slowly and said in a low voice: "I have never admired a person from the bottom of my heart in my life, but you thank Huaiyin, and you are worthy of admiration."

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the city is full of panic, but the three people in the restaurant are doing as usual. Li Fuyao has not left the restaurant these days. In addition to the occasional visit to Chang Lin, who is unconscious, most of the time he keeps swords in his room.

as like as two peas, he made himself a boiled bean curd in the two days, and the only thing he did was that he had no chili and no special flavor.

But a little is better than nothing.

One evening, Wen Bailou came to the door again. This time, he was wearing a long shirt without a big halberd or a horse. It looked strange, but it was better than the previous armor.

in fact, even if the disciples of the Wuning mansion wanted to find out the murderer of Xie Huaiyin, he should have no way to deal with Wen Bailou, a monk in the Taiqing realm.

It's just that wenbailou doesn't want to be too showy, otherwise it won't be so.

This time, Li Fuyao invited Wen Bailou to have a drink, and the two drank a lot. Li Fuyao insisted that he didn't use his sword to force the wine out. Compared with Wen Bailou, a martial arts man born in the army, Li Fuyao did not force the wine out.

It's not a little bit short.

Finally, Li Fuyao couldn't stand it. He vomited at the table. Yufu patted Li Fuyao on the back, and then looked at Wen Bailou for several times.

Wenbailou drinks alone, but looks into Li Fuyao's eyes, more appreciation.

Finally, Yu Fu helped Li Fuyao up the stairs, while Wen Bai Lou left with a smile.

Back in the room, Li Fuyao suddenly mentioned that he wanted to see Chang Lin. Yu Fu had no choice but to help Li Fuyao walk to his room.

Open the door, do not know when to wake up often sit on the bed.

Li Fuyao is sober.

Chang Lin saw Li Fuyao come in. He was silent for a moment and said softly, "uncle, Xie Huaiyin died under my sword on purpose."

Li Fu shook his head and said, "I know."

He could see clearly that night.

Chang Lin said, "but he didn't say he killed my parents."

Li Fuyao was silent for a long time and asked a question, "so what do you want to do?"

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