The moon rises to the willows, but the vast light is covered by sad clouds.
In the woods not far outside Taohuazhai, Shang Zhengyu and Qin Feng were drinking a glass of wine, and Hongxiu Lan Ling was accompanying him. With the moonlight that was sometimes unpredictable, it seemed quite comfortable.
"It turns out that General Cao is still carrying so many injustices. If Qin Feng hadn't told me that I was still kept in the dark."
"Sixth brother, I also received General Cao Yinglong and found out the whole story along the way. Alas, it's really sad."
When he was idle, Qin Feng told Shang Zhengyu what happened to General Cao. It turned out that the eldest prince was determined to give a gift before the emperor's birthday and ordered the Qingyun army to attack Luoyang Mountain. However, in order to escape the blame, he told the Qingyun army that the city surrendered to the enemy. Cao Yinglong also became a rebel general. This time, Cao Yinglong traveled south to Yanjing, and wanted to sue the emperor for the Tianzhong to seek justice for the eight thousand heroic souls of the Qingyun army.
"In this way, the eldest prince must have insisted on killing General Cao in order to continue hiding it. His subordinates have been quiet next door for so many days, so will they really come out tonight?"
After drinking a full drink again, Shang Zhengyu stretched his waist and showed a distracted expression.
"But don't want to frame your fourth brother."
"Fourth brother, don't worry, even if they don't come, will it be unhappy if you have sixth brother here to drink with you?"
Qin Feng smiled and said, the folding fan in his hand danced lightly, the breeze was gentle, and the rustling sound of leaves in the forest were also a unique scenery.
"You have a beauty on your side, but I only have a pot of old wine. How can you make me happy!"
Shang Zhengyu glanced at him disdainfully, which made Qin Feng laugh. He casually held the red sleeves and blue collar in his hand and said to Shang Zhengyu provocatively:
"So the mission in Yunzhou has ended. Do you want your beautiful disciple to come back quickly? With her being by your side, it is the feeling that many nobles dream of, hahahaha."
"Hey, don't mention her."
Shang Zhengyu pointed at Qin Feng and said unhappyly.
"I'm not making any progress. I said I would help her ask for me from the Pavilion Master, and even help her ask for the top-level exercises in the Xixin Pavilion. Guess what she said, she."
"Rouwei will definitely say: I just need to stay by Master Shang's side, and I don't ask for anything else! What I said is right! Hahahaha."
Qin Feng's joke made Shang Zhengyu lose his temper at all, and he simply kept silent. Instead, Qin Feng sued him repeatedly and punished him three times before he exposed him.
"Actually, Sister Rouwei is pretty good."
Qin Feng finished speaking, but Lan Ling muttered her little mouth. Hongxiu hurriedly covered her mouth, for fear that Shang Zhengyu would be unhappy again.
"Okay, okay, stop making trouble, hurry up and clean up, the distinguished guest is here."
Just as Shang Zhengyu finished speaking, he heard a sound of swords fighting in the woods ahead, and it was getting closer and closer. It seemed that the hidden whistles hidden in the forest discovered the group who were now fighting and retreating toward this side.
"I know that these brats are bored every day when they are guarding the house every day, so I deliberately asked them to take on a pioneer battle. It looks good, but I haven't even stopped my kung fu."
Qin Feng listened in a moment and then laughed.
"Don't let your brothers suffer too much death or injury. You won't be able to explain to the Pavilion Master at that time."
As soon as Shang Zhengyu finished speaking, the red sleeves danced with wide sleeves, and then a red sword light flew out of the sleeves, which was held in her hand. The knife was only one foot long, curved like a mysterious moon, and its color was red like blood. The blade was printed with a rich peony, as if standing proudly in a pool of blood.
This is Hongxiu’s weapon - Hongchen Split Sleeve Knife!
Lan Ling followed closely behind, and saw her touching her waist with bare hands, then she pulled out a soft water-blue sword, as thin as willow leaves and as soft as a spiritual snake. The sword body was carved with cloud patterns, making it even more ethereal and agile.
This is Lan Ling’s weapon - Binglan Double Reinforced Sword!
"We're going!"
The two women bowed to Shang Zhengyu and Qin Feng, both of them rose into the air and flew towards the direction of the battle.
"Fourth brother, you and me are left now."
Facing the stone table that Hongxiu Lanling and the other two had time to clean up, the two sat down instead. There was a different feeling near and there was a silence in the distance.
"Fourth brother, when do you say those people will hide before they will appear? The battles in the forest are already so fierce that they can still hold their troops here. I really admire their patience."
"If the one who died was not your own brother, you would have such patience."
Shang Zhengyu didn't want anything else, so he picked up the Qingzhu wine barrel and drank it full of sip.
It was time to say that! A cold sword suddenly shot out from the woods, pointing directly at Shang Zhengyu's throat exposed by drinking!
At the same time, a dark shadow suddenly flew up from the forest with the momentum of breaking the mountains and seas, and smashed straight towards Qin Feng's head!
"I just said you have good patience."
Shang Zhengyu didn't care at all, and continued to drink with his right hand and his left hand was flat. The master of Jianfeng only felt an unmatched gust of wind that forced his sword to open.
Qin Feng chuckled, withdrew the folding fan in his hand, held it on his right palm, and the purple light in his hand condensed, as if he was holding a star, which collided with the black shadow in an instant!
The sword edge is tilted, and the black shadow is forced to retreat!
Seeing that things were not done, the two of them immediately stopped and rolled in the field and stood still.
It is the eldest iron fan and the second swordsman among the seven Meilin guests!
"It turned out to be a person on the killer list, rare."
Shang Zhengyu laughed loudly, hung the green bamboo wine tube around his waist, and looked at them with interest.
"Black iron fan, golden swallowing sword, you two think they are the iron fan passengers and swordsmen among the seven guests of Meilin. Don't hide the remaining five people, just come out."
As soon as Qin Feng finished speaking, five figures flew out of the field, but surrounded the two of them.
"Qingfengfuyue Pavilion Fengyue Qizi is indeed a bit of a trick, but you two can't protect yourself at this moment, so what can you use to protect Cao Yinglong?"
The Iron Fan Guest did not speak, but the swordsman was the first to sarcastic. It can be seen that he is not old, but he is already the second master of the seven people except the Iron Fan Guest. No wonder he is so arrogant.
"Hehe, stinky brat, that's not what he said."
Shang Zhengyu looked around for a while and didn't care about the siege at all. He removed the unsightly black iron heavy sword behind him. He heard a sudden sound. The black iron heavy sword was inserted into the ground by him, and the dust suddenly rose, which showed that its weight was extraordinary.
"I had just returned to Fengyue Pavilion today and was about to rest with my clothes. Unexpectedly, my sixth brother said that there would be a distinguished guest tonight and pulled me over. Otherwise, I would only deal with you, my sixth brother, hahahaha."
"What a pickled ingredient, let you know today, my Merlin Qike's method!"
The young swordsman is quite skilled, but his personality still needs to be tempered. He immediately raised his sword and rushed straight towards Shang Zhengyu!
Kill with one sword!
"Sixth brother, I'm working!"
Shang Zhengyu laughed loudly, and the strong wind of the black iron sword in his hand suddenly rose. A simple sweep sweep hit the swordsman's blade!
The second style of Pingtian Sword Technique! Demon-sweeping!
The condensed gale wind around the Xuan Iron Sword suddenly exploded at the moment of the collision, forming a majestic wave of aura, sweeping across all directions! For a moment, sand and stones were flying, and the eyes could not be seen! The seven Meilin guests in the field had no choice but to retreat, and the encirclement and suppression force was defeated without attacking!
Qin Feng stood in the field and was unmoved at all. The wind was raging around him, but it was not hurt at all. It can be seen that Shang Zhengyu had already practiced his internal strength as if he was using his fingers. On the other hand, the swordsman was covered in dust by a devil. He flew back and pulled several sword flowers in a row before suppressing the backlash. The eyes of the few people looking at Shang Zhengyu were immediately different.
"Second, you see it. You really underestimated the heroes of the world."
Chapter completed!