Pursuit?
Not since Qufeng died!
If the first thing happened in those days, the autumn wind would draw a sad fan.
A touch of glass like spring water crossed the silent night. I thought about everything now
"I’m your fifth senior sister. I’ll protect you after Yan’s death!"
"You are a French family!"
"Don’t worry, I’m a Confucian!"
"The purpose is the same as yours!"
"People like us have no freedom, understand?"
"I never need feelings!"
"I know you like my secret of Xiao Yiren. Let me solve it!"
"If I die, please plant chrysanthemums in my grave!"
Little by little, those who used to cross Yan’s mind like waves were suicidal. Ye Lingfeng didn’t kill her, even though she revealed the biggest secret of Ghost Castle. Ye Lingfeng didn’t kill her, even though she was a Confucian brother, Ye Lingfeng didn’t kill her either.
In the end, she can’t get past her own.
When Yan Yan personally brought her body out of Confucianism, the so-called pursuit had already vanished.
It’s raining harder and harder. Yan is walking in the mud. He doesn’t know where the future is. Maybe he will die alone in front of the Qufeng grave!
With the wind and rain, the evil smile was brilliant, as if he were soaked by rain, and neither his clothes nor his hair could affect his mood, as if his wounds were gone, as if the man in front of him who seemed to kill him with a sword at any time would not do it, as if it was not important that his life ended here.
But in the end, he first said, "Confucianism is strict!"
The figure in the rain is gradually becoming clear, and the blue robe has been wrinkled by the rain. Yan Weifa, as always, has no expression, "Yin Shuang Ge Feng Xie!"
Holding a spear beautifully in the rain, I stirred up a series of water droplets. "It seems that I am very heavy when the two families of labor law and Confucianism stopped me!"
Yan Weifa said with a deep expression, "This road is for Ye Lingfeng, but I didn’t expect it to be you, but it’s worth it to get rid of the most difficult person in Yin Shuang Pavilion!"
"Ha ha!" Is it a coincidence that the wind evil easily receives the spear in the robe? He didn’t know that this road was full of people when the wind and evil left. He always had some strange ways to do some strange things. "In fact, it’s good for you who the three of us killed because we are so good!"
Feng Xie said seriously that because he can’t lie and never disdains to lie, it is often easier to tell the truth than to lie. Because he doesn’t take risks and doesn’t worry about the consequences, although seeking truth from facts is the most hurtful, it is also the best result. However, a lie is not the same. If you don’t tell a lie, you have to bear the consequences of being cheated, and it is not worth the loss to make up for it from the first lie.
Yan Weifa doesn’t seem to mind chatting for a while. "Yes, I wonder why people like you are around Ye Lingfeng. I admit that he is very good, but it is not worth so many of you!"
"You are wrong!" Wind evil suddenly interrupted Yan Weifa’s words, "Yin Shuang Ge people look very good today, but you have never seen them when Yin Shuang Ge was just established. They are all ordinary people. Everyone is not a gifted genius. Maybe now you are afraid of Yin Shuang Ge. Everyone looks as good as your so-called best brothers. Yes, that’s because everyone, including Ye Lingfeng, regards them as excellent people to cultivate this world. No one can predict it. Come to fate, you won’t know that the man walking in the street today will become a grandmaster tomorrow. What do you noble families value most is family background and blood? You must be noble after you recognize a noble family, but you are wrong. People are growing up from scratch. The so-called noble family is just something that can deceive others. Don’t so many people want to know what the ghost castle can teach so many outstanding talents? You think there is a magic medicine by secret method, but there is no result! Look at those children you selected who are not the best in talent and sent to the ghost castle. But today, are they worse than the outstanding brothers you have carefully adjusted for so many years? Not bad! What is this because Xiao Yiren recognized them as the best when teaching them! "
"Ha ha ha ha!" Yan Weifa laughed as if he had heard a joke. "You are so naive. How is it possible that every sect and every force has its own secrets? These are the roots in this world. If you have no talent and qualifications, how can you be given these things? Who would tell others their secrets privately? How can you maintain your advantages?"
Wind evil smiled and said, "is that because of fear that this world has the most powerful achievement method?" There are no Terran three holy places like a big family, and your clan has those so-called peerless achievement methods. But nowadays, Ye Lingfeng and Liu Frost are not forced to leave the road. Ye Lingfeng and Liu Frost are engraved with life and death. Will Ye Lingfeng flow east and west? But can Liu Frost beat Ling Ye Maple? You can’t rest on your laurels because you’re afraid that people with ability will surpass you when they learn from you, and you’re afraid of losing their profits. In your eyes, the outstanding brothers are just a group of people who will only accept Nuo Nuo as a worm, just like Yan Yi just now, and you will be reduced to this point! "
Yan Weifa sneer at a "if you want to delay with these nonsense or save it! You can’t escape! "
The so-called wind evil nodded. "I know you won’t understand this. It’s like the world dares to face the reality, and people don’t see much. Let’s wake you up with facts!" But the price is death. "
Yan Weifa often shakes "arrogance!"
Wind evil ignored him and said, "Tell you one thing, everyone in Yin Shuang Pavilion will be public!" "
Chapter 11, Choice
In fact, for many people, whether the rain has a great influence, some people will become in a bad mood, and some people will have no spirit.
If you reach half of the prefecture level, it is difficult for external factors to affect a person’s mood, wind and evil, and Yan Weifa is like this
The rain is still almost flowing into a river, and the rain is spreading on two people’s feet.
Wind evil and Yan Weifa are as motionless as two statues. No one can protect their bodies and keep warm in the rain. Their hearts are all white. This is a war of attrition, a competition between endurance and will. A little spiritual power will lead to failure and death. They don’t want to gamble or dare to gamble.
Yan Weifa often shivers slightly in the rain, which is not that he can’t hold on, but that he is adjusting the rain to make a gap between his hand and sword, and the feel is different from usual, so he needs to find a suitable point to ensure his hand speed.
Similarly, the spear in the hand of the wind evil is also turning slightly, slightly but cautiously. If the rain hadn’t hit the tip of the gun and rippled in the same direction, perhaps no one would have found him moving.
Wind evil does not lack patience, nor does Yan Weifa lack patience.
In the confrontation, except for Yan Weifa’s every move, some unknown secrets of Yan Weifa’s life constantly emerge in his mind.
In fact, the wind evil was originally monitored in the Palace of Zheng, because the whole Yin Frost Pavilion can have the strength to go in and out of the Palace of Zheng. There are three explanations for the wind evil and the shadow Ye Lingfeng, who has a life-and-death contract with the body of the flowing frost. The root can’t get close to the flowing frost. Although she has the strength to attack the epidemic, she is still not sure that she will be exposed in the Palace of Zheng after all. Ye Lingfeng, the murderous guy, is really afraid that he will find the opportunity to directly kill the flowing frost. The wind evil is the best person to sneak into the Palace of Zheng.
It’s not a long time for wind evil to investigate Yan Weifa, but it has also discovered a very huge secret of Yan Weifa. It is known to all that Yan Weifa loves Zhang Xiaoqi, the queen of Zheng State, and voluntarily gives up her status as a Confucian heir. She has been dormant in the palace of Zheng State for decades and taught Zhang Xiaoqi’s daughter Liushuang as her own child.
But the wind evil found something else
Xiang Jiange A long time ago, there was a mysterious sacred place, the famous sword pool. It was said that you should take your sword and go through the sword pool washing, so you can realize some wonderful things. However, since one day twenty years ago, the sword pool in Jiange has not been opened, and Sichuan style has not been opened. A traitor appeared in Jiange Department, and a spirit buried in the sword pool was taken away, and the sword pool lost its original effectiveness.
The wind evil suspects that this Jiange traitor is Yan Weifa. This wind evil and Ye Lingfeng have joined hands to explore the tomb of the Queen of Zheng at night and finally found some secrets, some secrets of Yan Weifa and Zhang Xiaoqi, the Queen of Zheng.
If Yan Weifa is now a Confucian leader and a respected figure, then no one will believe what Yan Weifa did twenty years ago. The murderous devil Jiange traitor single-handedly attacked the palace of Zheng and bled for a night.
At this moment, I feel that I have never trembled in the face of Yan Weifa, who stands proudly, not afraid, but excited, inexplicably excited, just like a child meets a beloved toy man and a naked woman.
Finally, Yan Weifa moved, not because he found the flaw of wind evil, but because Yan Weifa adjusted his state in the rain. If the sword falls like a meteor, people will move like a bright moon. Among the five kinds of spiritual forces, the spirit force that is restrained by water and restrained by fire will make it violent and powerful.
When a man is a sword, he kills 100 thousand people without leaving a name in history.
Loud songs are sung in Yan Weifa’s mouth, just like his songs. His sword loves and hates points.
Stir raindrops and turn into a waterspout, and the waterspout bursts and a fire phoenix is reborn and flies like nirvana.
This is Yan Weifa’s sword, once the sword pavilion, the man who was saddled with the same genius and traitor at night, and who spared a woman to lie dormant in the palace for twenty years without a sword.
Facing the vastness, bursting like a sea, attacking like a fire, the wind evil felt unprecedented pressure when he was in Skull Mountain.
Ye Lingfeng, a follower of three years, has never experienced any kind of battle in the south and north, but he is not sure this time!
I once met with Qin Meng. Although I didn’t fight for life and death, I still have a certain understanding of the heroes of that era.