0376: White clouds float on Feixian Island, Yuanyue Villa is shocked
"There is a visitor coming from afar, and there is wind and rain in the distance between my brows... I haven't seen you for a long time. Why do you think that you suddenly come to my Black Wind Village for a visit? Isn't there any trouble again?"
Jiang Dali held the wine glass and looked at the amber wine in the glass with a smile.
A voice came from the roof outside the window, with a leisurely and lazy tone, "Friends in the martial arts world know that you, the leader of Black Wind Village, are very good at hard work, bridges, and horses, but they don't know that you are also very good at talking, just like
It’s like a consecration, you are indeed right..."
"Things that you, Lu Xiaofeng, find troublesome must not be simple."
Jiang Dali smiled faintly, raised his head and drank all the wine in the cup, and said with a smile, "There is nothing worse than holding a cup in your hand. How many times in a hundred years can you see the moon in the sky?"
If you come to me for a drink, I'd welcome you, but if you bring me trouble, I really don't want to see you."
"Is there any trouble more serious than you killing Li Chimei? The magician Pang Ban is not a simple person. Even Ximen Chuixue said that if Pang Ban's Dao Heart Seed Demon has been fully developed, he may not be his opponent.
."
There was a sound of clothes breaking through the air, and a tall and handsome figure suddenly appeared at the door. Two fingers gently stroked the two curls of beard on his mouth, and he walked in with an expression that was half-smiling but not smiling.
Jiang Dali drank and shook his head with a smile, "You are talking about Pang Ban, who has become a Taoist demon, but the current magician is definitely not in that state yet, so why should I be afraid of him? Tell me, what trouble do you have?
?”
Jiang Dali said and threw the wine bottle in his hand.
Lu Xiaofeng's body moved and flew out to catch it.
With a casual move, the red cloak flew to the chair nearby and hung on it.
His figure was as light as a kite and landed on another chair. He raised his head and took a sip of wine, his eyes shining with the smell of alcohol.
"This is the finest Taixi Bai, at least thirty years old!"
As he spoke, he took another sip, closed his eyes and tasted it carefully, and said with a smile, "I wonder, Village Leader, have you ever heard of Feixian Island in the South China Sea?"
"Sure enough... I knew that if I calculated the time period, it would be almost time for Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng to compete at the top of the Forbidden City."
Jiang Dali thought to himself, nodding thoughtfully on his face, "Ye Gucheng, the Lord of Baiyun City, is in the sky, his sword is like a flying immortal, and his people are like flying immortals. He lives on the Feixian Island in the South China Sea. This man is not a simple person."
"Isn't it just simple?"
Lu Xiaofeng opened her eyes and clicked her tongue, "When it comes to the sharpness and cleverness of swordsmanship, the "Lord of Baiyun City" Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuixue can be said to be on par with each other.
Now the two of them have agreed to meet at the top of the Forbidden City in two months, and I am here for this purpose."
Jiang Dali was surprised, "Why are you coming to me for a competition between these two great swordsmen?
When you meet a swordsman, you must show your sword. If you are not a poet, don't discuss poetry.
Isn't it normal for these two great swordsmen to compete and compete?"
"No, it's not normal."
Lu Xiaofeng shook his head and said solemnly, "I have investigated a lot of intelligence clues. I am afraid that Ye Gucheng's appointment with Ximen Chuixue is a long-planned conspiracy.
I came to you because I hope you can go with me to the battle at the top of the Forbidden City in two months to prevent accidents from happening."
Having said this, Lu Xiaofeng stroked his beard and smiled bitterly, "Among my friends, you and Ximen Chuixue are the only two who are the most powerful right now. Even Mu Taoist is far behind. This kind of trouble,
I can only turn to you for help."
"Hey." Jiang Dali pretended to sigh, "can I refuse such a troublesome thing?"
Lu Xiaofeng lay back, and the wine jar rolled onto his chest.
He took a deep breath, and the wine in the wine jar was sucked into his mouth with a "gu na" sound.
He exhaled again, and the wine jar immediately stood up straight on his chest.
He also sighed, "Then I will lie here with you and drink for two months until all your good wine is gone. This will be considered as compensation for the fact that you broke my heart."
"Lu Xiaofeng deserves to be Lu Xiaofeng."
Jiang Dali sneered, "You should know that I, the leader of Heifeng Village, never do anything at a loss."
"Yes, so I not only brought Zhang Mou to drink, but also brought Zhang Mou to tell you good news."
"You've already drank the wine."
"So I will tell you the good news now. You are not wanted by the government in Ming Dynasty, but you are completely on the blacklist. I can help you solve this kind of trouble."
"For me, this is not a trouble, and it is not worth the risk for me to help you deal with a great swordsman comparable to Ximen Chuixue.
There are many ways in this world to make people feel good about themselves, but there is no doubt that money is always the most effective one. Do you think I am short of money?"
"Of course you are not short of money, and I believe you can solve this kind of trouble. But do you have the time and enough patience to solve this kind of trouble?"
"Hahaha......."
Jiang Dali smiled and uttered the same sigh again, "Lu Xiaofeng is indeed Lu Xiaofeng."
He really did not have the time or patience to deal with the relationship with some officials of the Ming Dynasty.
Even as early as when he was on the Ming Dynasty's blacklist, he had thought about finding a PY little prince like Lu Xiaofeng to wipe his ass.
Now that Lu Xiaofeng came to him on his own initiative, of course he would not refuse.
But in order to cover up what he was about to do with Dongfang Bubai later, he still pretended to reluctantly agree to avoid being caught too early by Lu Xiaofeng.
"Since you agree, then I'll drink less and help you solve your trouble as soon as possible."
Lu Xiaofeng refreshed and straightened up.
Jiang Dali smiled lightly and said, "No, you don't have to be so anxious. After all, there are still two months before that battle."
Lu Xiaofeng asked curiously, "Then when do you plan to let me take you off the Ming government's blacklist?"
Jiang Dali raised his eyebrows and said, "When it comes, you'll know when the time comes. Anyway, it's still too early now."
"Weird, you are really a weirdo."
As Lu Xiaofeng spoke, his eyes suddenly lit up, his nose twitched, and he smelled another aroma besides the aroma of wine that interested him - the fragrance of women.
"Fortress Master!"
A bell rang, and the beautiful figure of Huanwan leapt into the room, and flew toward Jiang Dali like a pigeon throwing herself into the forest. The figure turned around, and sat in Jiang Dali's arms under Lu Xiaofeng's surprised eyes.
"The witch Hanhan of the Yinkui sect?"
Lu Xiaofeng sat up all of a sudden, a strange change occurred in his eyes, and even his body.
In his eyes, Huanwan was indeed a very beautiful woman, with curved eyebrows, big eyes, slender lips and a beautiful figure. She looked like a ripe peach, and no matter who saw her, they couldn't help but want to take a bite.
This is undoubtedly a woman that any man will feel when he sees her, and Lu Xiaofeng is no exception.
However, although he falls in love with every woman he meets, his love for every woman comes from the bottom of his heart.
Just like it is now.
He was even a little envious of his friend Jiang Dali, and at the same time he was also wondering when his friend started to like women and started hugging her.
But soon, he discovered that he had guessed wrong.
Because Jiang Dali pulled Wanwan up and did not hold her and play with her.
If it were him, even if there were outsiders present, he would never be able to do it, and he would not be willing to do it at all.
"I have agreed to your troublesome matters. Do you have other matters?"
Jiang Dali looked at Lu Xiaofeng and ordered the guests to be kicked out with a smile.
"Hey. I understand, let me go. After a man drinks, he usually thinks of all kinds of women, many different women. I just drank some wine, and it is really time to find a woman."
Lu Xiaofeng stood up and grabbed it, and the red cloak flew into his hands.
Jiang Dali calmly took the wine handed over by Huanwan with a smile, "But after a woman drinks, she often only thinks of one man. Most of the time, it's a man who abandoned her. Lu Xiaofeng, think about how many women have been abandoned.
Already?"
"The people who know me best are indeed my friends. They are gone."
Lu Xiaofeng picked up the wine jar and ran away.
"Captain, do you want me to drink with you?"
Huanwan walked towards Jiang Dali, with bright eyes and a smile, she fell into his arms.
An inexplicable affectionate atmosphere arrived, and the air in the room seemed to heat up all of a sudden.
Jiang Dali laughed and looked at Huan Huan. There was a kind of addiction in his mind and heart, and he felt that his understanding of the meaning of the sentient sword had deepened.
Although what appeared in his eyes was Wenwan's beautiful face and gentle service, his mind and heart were filled with the light of a sword like a river of spring water.
Just like the gentle and peaceful falling rain, it has the power to soak people.
He opened his mouth, and Huanwan took a big mouthful of wine.
When the wine entered the intestines, 70% turned into the light of the sword, and the remaining 30% turned into the roar of the sword. When he opened his mouth and spat it out, there was a billowing wave of sentimental sword intent.
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Two days later.
As the news of Li Chimei's death spread completely.
Ganluo Mountain City, which was originally full of energy and prepared to compete with Heifeng Village, also became silent.
Qian Luo quickly took back all the layout and chess pieces in Huizhou, showing that he was unwilling to fight the hard steel of Heifeng Village to the end.
They even sent one of the adopted daughters to Heifeng Village with a lot of generous gifts, which was regarded as an apology from the poisonous hand Qian Luo to Jiang Dali.
This seems to symbolize a compromise between the underworld forces on the one side and the green forest forces on the other side.
The power gang, which originally seemed to have communicated and united with Qianluo Mountain City, did not show any reaction to this.
Gein The day after Jiang Dali beat Li Chimei to death, the power gang also had a battle with the mysterious man who frequently harassed him.
No one knows the final outcome of that battle.
The news revealed by players of the Power Gang on Jianghu Forum is that two of the eight kings in the gang died, and three of the nineteen gods and demons were seriously injured.
But that mysterious man was also punched to death by the gang leader. Until his death, no player knew who this powerful mysterious man was.
After this fierce battle, the Power Gang seemed to need a period of rest, so it did not show too much aggression against Black Wind Village.
Therefore, in the eyes of many players in the world, the two mammoth underworld forces, who were almost about to come to blows, suddenly ceased their activities, as if the two beasts that had been provoking each other for a while were dormant.
Dusk, after dusk.
嘘嘘嘚——
On an official road leading to Yuanyue Villa.
Many heroes with swords and swords galloped past on strong horses, stirring up smoke and dust along the way.
The vast majority of them are surprisingly experts among players.
Many of the native NPCs who followed us just subconsciously came to join in the fun, but they had no idea why this place suddenly became lively.
It wasn't until they ran to the foot of the mountain, saw more people, and heard more news that they finally knew the reason, and they were filled with shock.
"The elites of Black Wind Village are here, stay away!"
suddenly.
With the rapid sound of hoofbeats, more than a dozen fast horses rushed over from the mountain road. The leader waved a flag and shouted majestically.
Suddenly the horses neighed and the whole mountain was in commotion.
A series of looks of fear, envy, fear, and disgust turned sideways towards the dozen or so prominent players with the big title of "Black Wind Village" on their heads, and they all moved out of the way.
Even some expert players who claimed to be stronger than these dozen or so players had to hold back their impatience and temporarily avoid their edge when staring at the row of "Black Wind Village" titles.
When he saw a monk with a bald head among them, he felt sour and snorted with disdain, "A bunch of traitorous disciples! Why are they so arrogant?"
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