The days are short in winter, and the wilderness in the evening is already a bit dim. In addition, the leaden sky is like a dome, adding a touch of twilight to the undulating wilderness. The new wind whistles among the withered grass, carrying the heavy snow. message.
In a recess ignored by the cold wind, there was a strong bonfire burning. Three hares were placed on the fire, their color was golden, and they were sizzling with oil.
Three young men in their prime were sitting around the bonfire. One of them, a man with a lion's nose and a broad face, stared at the game with bright eyes, licked his lips and asked: "Xiao Si, are you still okay? How long will it take?" The curly beard made him look mature, but the brisk expression on his face betrayed his mental age quite dishonestly.
A young man with a simple appearance turned the game slowly and said: "It's almost here."
"I said fast a long time ago, why is it still the same word now?" The lion-nosed man was so excited by the game that he became angry.
The simple young man said: "I just wanted to say that I have to wait for a long time, and you can eat it alive."
The lion-nosed man laughed loudly and asked, "Is the word 'soon' this time true or false?"
"What do you think?" the simple young man said slowly and calmly.
"I guess?" The lion-nosed man licked his lips, "I guess it's better now."
"Guessed it right." The simple young man handed the hare in his hand to the lion-nosed man.
The lion-nosed man took it stupidly and asked hesitantly: "Really, can I eat it?"
The simple young man did not answer. He handed the other hare to the young man with a stern and determined face next to him. He picked up the last one and took a bite. Then he took a long breath to relieve the heat caused by the rabbit meat.
Seeing that there was a pioneer, the lion-nosed man quickly put the rabbit meat into his mouth and took a big bite.
The stern-faced young man took out a bottle of wine from his storage bag and threw it to the lion-nosed man.
The lion-nosed man took it and didn't even have time to ask. He quickly took a sip, raised his teeth and took a breath, saying: "Good wine, good meat." Then he sighed affectionately, "This life is worth it. ."
The simple young man shook his head and smiled, and said: "I thought the person bringing the wine was Lao Yan, but I didn't expect it was Brother Sun."
"So!" the lion-nosed man took time out of his busy schedule to reply, "When the two of us walked together, people always thought it was me who led him astray, but who knew that it was actually he who led me astray? ."
The stern young man looked indifferent and said in a flat tone: "Everyone in the Sun family is an alcoholic. One pound a day is essential."
The lion-nosed man laughed and said: "Old Sun, your wine flask contains less than three kilograms. Let's see what you will do when I drink it all."
The cold young man took a bite of the rabbit meat and said, "It's not that I underestimate you. If you can drink three ounces without falling down, I will consider all my drinking in vain."
"Yes, this is the first time in my life that I have met anyone who dares to challenge me at the wine table." The lion-nosed man took a sip and looked at the two of them sideways, "It would be great if you two were women. Look at the bonfire, the cold wind, the heavy snow, the white jade bed thousands of miles away, and the beauties on the left and right, what a beautiful scene."
The stern young man glared at him, then looked down at the hare in his hand and said, "I drank too much."
The simple young man shook his head helplessly and said: "The snowfield is your bed, aren't you afraid of getting cold?"
"Hey, I have a yang-prone body and am naturally resistant to freezing." The lion-nosed man took a sip of wine proudly.
The surrounding fields gradually became dark, and only this small mountain recess was warmly and brightly illuminated by the bonfire. The three people's conversation and laughter drifted away with the aroma of wine, and then were lost in the howling of the cold wind.
The man with the lion's nose was already a bit tongue-tied: "That... old man, you are really not a thing, but actually..., who?" His face suddenly became solemn, and he stared at the darkness behind the other two people.
The other two people also reacted immediately, changing from sitting to half-crouching, forming a triangle with the lion-nosed young man, like crouching beasts, staring warily at the blurry shadow in the darkness.
"Are you a descendant of the Sun family?" The dark voice was hoarse, mixed in the cold wind, like a decaying old house.
The cold young man said calmly: "Yes, I'm Sun Shiyi, who are you?"
A piece of paper floated out from the darkness, spinning and floating steadily in front of Sun Shiyi. A hoarse voice accompanied the paper: "Do you recognize the person on the paper?"
Sun Shiyi lowered his head and glanced at the paper, only to see that what was drawn on it was a young man with sharp outlines. The artist was very good at painting and painted the young man's sharp eyes very vividly. However, this face was very unfamiliar.
Sun Shiyi did not answer immediately, but asked again calmly: "Who are you?"
"You don't need to know. Do you know the person in the painting?" The shadow avoided answering, and his tone was a little cold.
"Who is your Excellency?" Sun Shiyi emphasized his tone and continued to ask.
"But Master Tan?" the simple young man next to him interjected, "Disciple Cen Si is the new disciple of Master Lu Zikun. May I ask, but is Master Tan Xie?"
"You are Cen Si? You have just recovered from your injury. If you don't practice hard with your master, why are you running around?" The black shadow acquiesced to Cen Si's guess.
Cen Si said: "Uncle Master, I don't know. Last time in Manghuang City, the disciples were able to escape from danger because of the righteousness of the two eldest brothers Yan and Sun. The master of the hall said that if it were not for the help of the two eldest brothers, the Daxing Palace would probably be in trouble with that family.
I will become enemies, so let this disciple and the two eldest brothers move around more."
"Stop using the palace master to oppress me!" Tan Xie shouted coldly, his tone becoming more severe, "Do you know the person in the painting?"
Sun Shiyi was silent for a moment, and finally said: "I've never seen him before." Although Tan Xie's attitude was unpleasant, he was a senior expert after all, and he was famous for his bad temper, so Sun Shiyi did not dare to be too tough.
"Isn't he from your Sun family?" Tan Xie asked.
"No." Sun Shiyi said.
Tan Xie was silent for a moment, and then asked: "Has your Sun family ever sold or given Ningsi Lian to anyone?"
Sun Shiyi said categorically: "It is absolutely impossible for the Sun family to sell the Ningsi Lian. As for giving it away, it has never been done before."
"Since it's not from the Sun family, do you know who else has Ningsi Lian?"
"As far as I know, there is only the Sun family."
"You cunning young man, if you ask three questions, do you think you can shirk the responsibility?" Tan Xie's tone suddenly changed, as if the cold wind suddenly turned to hail.
"Humph, the descendants of the Sun family are never afraid of those who make trouble without reason." Sun Shiyi behaved very forcefully.
"Senior Tan, please calm down. Junior Yan Yixiong, on behalf of our master Lu Renxia, say hello to senior." Seeing the tension in the situation, the lion-nosed man rarely said such clear words while drunk, "This is the Guidian Goulian Conference, junior."
Brother Sun and I were ordered by our elders to come to watch the ceremony, but we really don’t understand what our elders mean by responsibility.”
"Disciple of Lu Renxia, has your master ever told you that I, Tan, am known for having a bad temper, and I have always refused to take soft and hard advice?" Tan Xie's tone was slightly sarcastic.
"It's true." Yan Yixiong had drunk too much after all, so he said something clear, and then started talking nonsense.
"Lu Renxia's followers don't teach morality, so you should stay with me until I finish arguing with your master before leaving." Tan Xie's voice was cold as he walked forward slowly.
"Cao, you damn shemale, don't be so shameless!" After finishing his drink, Yan Yixiong was really proud of Yunxiao.
"Junior, you are seeking death!" As soon as Tan Xie finished speaking, his whole body rolled over like a chariot, with such force that even the air seemed to be pressed against the current.
Yan Yixiong's thoughts changed wildly, and he instantly built a wall of earth in front of Tan Xie.
Tan Xie's momentum was not lost, he smashed the earth wall with force, stepped forward, every step was like the thunder of a drum, causing people's blood to surge, he turned his palm like a whip, and whipped the air like thunder, and instantly kicked Sun Shiyi over.
Burning firewood is chopped into pieces and flies into fireworks all over the sky.
Tan Xie stepped under the dazzling fireworks, like a demon coming, and the centipede scars on his face were twisted like crawling, making him look very hideous.
Sun Shiyi's body shape is like a crane spreading its wings, very relaxed, but its muscles and bones are like a bow with full strings, ready to go.
This artistic conception is called Crane Dance, and it is one of the oldest inheritances of the Sun family. Six hundred years ago, the ancestors of the Sun family relied on this artistic conception to lay the initial foundation of the Sun family. Crane dance is not the most powerful artistic conception of the Sun family.
But it is the most deeply studied artistic conception of the Sun family, and it has always been one of the artistic conceptions that every Sun family disciple must learn.
Sun Shiyi is a talented child of the Sun family. He has been immersed in the crane dance for many years and has long ago acquired its essence. His whole body rises up and down like a crane, shooting straight towards Tan Xie. His fists are like crane beaks, stirring up
The sound of cranes croaking.
"ha!"
Tan Xie punched out like a hammer, hitting the crane's mouth directly. He had a soft appearance, but what he was good at was the famous Dragon King Horn with a strong artistic conception. His fighting style was violent and domineering, hitting the opponent's strongest point directly and destroying his sharp edge.
Gu Xiaotong's evaluation of him was "unreasonable and unreasonable, and the true meaning of Dragon King's Horns has been revealed".
There is a pillar protruding from the ground at his feet, like a Xuanwu camel stele, and Yu wanted to force Tan Xie to stand up.
Tan Xie shouted loudly and stepped on his right foot like a meteorite hitting the ground, instantly crushing the ground pillar. At the same time, his fist hit Sun Shiyi's mouth in front of him.
The crane's beak is sharp and the Dragon King's horns are strong. If there is a head-on collision, the crane's beak will definitely be slightly inferior. Furthermore, Sun Yan and Sun Yan are only high-level realm masters, but Tan Xie has been in the realm of realm for many years. The difference in cultivation is huge, which makes it even more frustrating.
The balance of power has become extremely disparate. Once they collide, the crane's beak will be shattered.
The crane's beak has its strong side and its soft side.
Sun Shiyi transformed his fist into a peck, using his wrist as an axis, and drew an arc downward to peck Tan Xie's wrist. At the same time, Yan Yixiong weaved a sand-trap artistic conception, turning the ground under Tan Xie's feet into void, making it impossible for him to draw on his strength.
Tan Xie had rich experience in fighting and had already prepared a response. As he stomped, his figure suddenly jumped up like a tiger leaping over a stream. His fists were raised and he smashed towards Sun Shiyi's eyebrows.
Sun Shiyi's stature was slightly shorter, his mouth spread out, and he swept towards Tan Xie's wrist like a broom.
"Ha!" Tan Xie instantly changed his forward strike into a downward strike, like a pillar of heaven collapsing, and hit Sun Shiyi's forearm hard.dd