Chapter 62 A box

——On October 19, at You hour, outside Mianyang City, under the river bridge, in the maple forest, come with your sword.

Now the challenge letter has arrived in Xie Xiaofeng's hands.

This is a typical Yan Shisan tone.

Yan Shisan may not have read many books, and his handwriting is not very beautiful, but it has a special kind of power.

A kind of power that looks down upon the world and wonders who else could be better than me.

Xie Xiaofeng's heart was beating fast.

This feeling is very complicated: it's like a long-lost old friend is coming to meet you, and it's like being wrapped around your throat by a giant python. Joy is mixed with deep fear, relief, but also horror.

Everyone has their own living environment.

Different environments create different personalities.

Xie Xiaofeng is not afraid of dying under Yan Shisan's sword. What he is really afraid of is just bringing shame to his family.

He can die in this battle, but he can never lose!

Xie Xiaofeng stood on the ground and searched around with his eyes. He urgently needed a good sword, but unfortunately, there was none in the secret room.

Ever since, Xie Xiaofeng took out his belt.

Pure black belt, the material is very soft.

His hand shook slightly, as if it had been poured into flesh and blood, and the soft belt suddenly became straight, as straight as a sword.

A sword was swung out, like a dark cloud covering the sun.

It seems slow and fast, empty and real, moving and still, far and near.

Dark clouds are everywhere, sometimes erratic, sometimes thick, carrying thousands of changes, almost beyond the limits of human ability.

Although it is just an ordinary belt, in Xie Xiaofeng's hands, it is better than all murderous weapons.

Xie Xiaofeng's movements became slower and slower.

Finally, he slowly thrust out his sword and pointed it at the oil lamp in the corner.

Because he is almost "still", there is no wind in the secret passage.

"Pfft...pfft..."

The fire five feet away actually trembled, as if it was wailing in the strong wind, and then suddenly extinguished!!!

The light disappeared and the surroundings were completely plunged into darkness.

Xie Xiaofeng stood motionless in the darkness, not knowing what he was thinking. After a long, long time, he smoothed the softened belt and tied it around his waist again.

At this time, there suddenly was a sound outside.

It seemed like someone had opened a secret passage and walked down step by step.

Is it Qualcomm?

Xie Xiaofeng smiled, quickly found the fire seal, and lit the oil lamp again.

As the footsteps gradually approached, Xie Xiaofeng's expression changed.

Because he saw Murong Qiudi!

A very innocent person, dressed in pure white clothes, with a pure smile on his face.

Some people are as scared as snakes and scorpions, saying she is a ghost in the underground, some people are prostrate to the ground, saying she is a fairy in the sky, but Murong Qiudi is Murong Qiudi, no matter what others say, she doesn't care.

Fifteen years.

Fifteen long years, fifteen painful years, how many alternations of life and death, how many vicissitudes of life?

But Murong Qiudi didn't seem to have changed.

Fifteen years ago, when he first met her, she seemed like this.

Xie Xiaofeng couldn't help but ask himself: How much have I changed? Where has the third young master gone?

Neither of them spoke.

They kept their distance and stared at each other.

The relationship between the two is like this, seemingly close yet far, elusive.

Murong Qiudi was the first to break the calm and said: "You don't seem surprised that I found this place?"

Xie Xiaofeng has long learned to hide his emotions, especially in front of her.

"Mianyang City is almost being raided. Only Gaotong's house escaped. This is just 'dark under the light'. With your methods, you will find it sooner or later."

Murong Qiudi nodded.

——There is no need to say much about Xie Xiaofeng’s mind. Otherwise, how could she risk her own life for her lover back then?

If it was just because of his extraordinary swordsmanship, it would be difficult to impress him.

Xie Xiaofeng asked: "Is there someone bad around Qualcomm?"

Murong Qiudi smiled and said nothing.

She avoided the topic and turned to look at the environment: "It's actually not bad. It's quite spacious down there. I thought the place you lived in was a doghouse, but I didn't expect it to be better than a doghouse."

Xie Xiaofeng said calmly: "Don't say too much Feng Liang, you are here to kill me, right?"

"oh?"

"You have exhausted all your traps and put in so much effort. If you don't want to kill me, are you just here to chat?"

Murong Qiudi showed a rare childlike attitude and said angrily: "In the fifteen years we have known each other, have you ever heard that I personally killed someone?"

Xie Xiaofeng said: "It seems not."

"That's right."

Murong Qiudi said: "I am here today just to see you and give you something by the way."

"What?"

Murong Qiudi's left hand has been behind her back since she entered the secret passage. It was only now that she turned her hand over and revealed a long object.

The object was about four feet long and covered with a layer of black cloth.

Xie Xiaofeng's body trembled, and he said with emotion: "This is... my sword?"

"Um."

Xie Xiaofeng snatched the sword into his hand like lightning and held it tightly, like a dying drunk grabbing a wine jar, with great joy on his face.

Murong Qiudi said softly: "Yan Shisan has retrieved his sword at Green Water Lake. I will send your sword here too, so that you can concentrate on it and fight in your best condition."

Xie Xiaofeng soon recovered as before, and his tone of voice was questioning: "If you ask me too much, how come the things belonging to my Xie family are in your hands?"

Murong Qiudi said: "I have good intentions and sent someone to visit Mr. Xie. It's fine that you are not grateful, but you actually blame him? Humph, what a cold person!"

Xie Xiaofeng didn't accept this trick at all: "Have you ever sent someone to Shenjian Villa?"

Murong Qiudi said: "Yes."

"Father, do you have something to bring me?"

"Indeed there is."

"What did he say?"

"He said, 'I have given up, but you haven't given up yet'?"

For a moment, the corners of Xie Xiaofeng's eyes became hot and he almost shed tears.

How can he let go of two hundred years of wind and rain, two hundred years of glory, the reputation of his ancestors, and the burden of reality? He is now like a donkey pulling a mill, he can only keep moving forward until he dies.

"My father...how is he in good health?"

"Since you left, Master Xie has become increasingly haggard. Recently, he accidentally contracted lung disease. It is said that he has a severe cough."

Xie Xiaofeng looked miserable and was silent.

After a long time, he spoke: "I understand."

"What did you understand?"

Xie Xiaofeng sneered: "Miss Murong really doesn't have to do it herself if she wants to get rid of someone. You kindly sent me my sword just to take advantage of Yan Shisan. Yan Shisan is no longer what he used to be.

There is a high chance it will kill me."

Murong Qiudi was so surprised: "You actually look at me like this?"

Xie Xiaofeng said: "Otherwise? Could it be that everything you have done is to reunite us, and then you will stay at home like other women, washing clothes and cooking? Forget it Murong, I have known each other since we were seventeen years old.

You, I know better than anyone else what exactly you want."

"What do I want?"

Xie Xiaofeng said: "Your ambition is already obvious, why do you need to say more? How did you write that congratulatory sentence, oh, 'I am the only one who is supreme in heaven and earth and the underworld'!"

Murong Qiudi's face gradually became pale and cold.

"Is this why you left me without saying goodbye?"

"There is indeed this factor. But the main reason is that I am ruthless and do not want to take responsibility."

"Tsk, tsk, when you reach middle age, the third young master finally understands. Hearing the words 'ruthless and unjust' makes people sigh with emotion."

Xie Xiaofeng shut his mouth.

He knew very well how many ridiculous things he had done in his youth.

Murong Qiudi didn't want to continue the topic just now.

"When is the date set for the battle between you and Yan Shisan?"

——No matter what kind of trouble they make, Murong Qiudi is the child's mother after all. If she unfortunately dies in battle, the child must have a place to worship.

Xie Xiaofeng didn't speak, and just sent the challenge letter.

Murong Qiudi read it once and nodded.

"Under the river bridge, in the maple forest, well, it's a good place. No one will have any regrets when they die. I wish you good luck and see you later."

After she finished speaking, she left without hesitation.

Xie Xiaofeng clenched his fists from behind and said in a solemn voice: "Xiao, where did Xiao Di go?"

"I don't know either. If you are lucky enough to survive, you might as well look for it yourself. This child is very pitiful. He is nothing more than a heartbroken person in the world."

The heartbroken man is at the end of the world?

The footsteps have faded away.

Xie Xiaofeng was still standing there, his shoulders were shaking inexplicably, and he finally couldn't control his emotions, and tears fell down in large pieces.

…

Also on this night.

A group of people reached Mianyang by water.

There were about thirty of these people, all of them men with bulging temples.

They move quickly and walk quickly, carrying a heavy iron box behind them...

PS: I suddenly received a notice that it should be on the shelves this Friday. This happened so fast that I was a little confused. I believe that all those who can see this are handsome and long-lasting good men. I hope to support one or two by then. Please help me.

First order. Okay, good night to all my brothers.
Chapter completed!