Brow of a Thousand Calamities Chapter 22: Dragon Fights in the Wild 02

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Yu Furen's whole body trembled involuntarily. Never in his life had he seen such cruelty as before. However, looking at the people around him, whether it was the brothers from Huoyun Village or the disciples from the Central Plains Sword Club, their faces were pale and their eyes were watery. Showing extreme horror.

The hot blood also splashed on Chi Yun's cheek. He tightly held the ring stained with Xuanyuan Dragon's blood to cross the moon. He looked at Tang Lici who was carrying Xuanyuan Dragon on his shoulders. Tang Lici supported Xuanyuan Dragon. , with calm eyes, he slowly turned Xuanyuan Long over and placed it on the ground. Chi Yun held the knife in his hand and suddenly laughed up to the sky, "Hahahaha...hahahahaha..." While laughing wildly, Xuanyuan Long's blood dripped from his cheeks. Chi Yun wiped his sleeve, and at the moment of the sleeve , a ring crossed the moon and rushed out of the thunder, but it bypassed Tang Lizi and rushed straight to the remaining person behind Tang Lizi. Tang Lici turned her hand over the horizontal flute, and the copper flute suddenly passed by between her fingers like a thunderbolt. There was a loud "dang" sound. This time, everyone saw it with their own eyes. The silver light shone around, and the ring met across the moon. He flew upside down and circled, and the cold light circled around the flute, almost slicing off a layer of Tang Lici's right arm, and everyone's expressions changed drastically. But when the cold light flashed around, Tang Lici gave a clear shout and raised her left hand to parry. The movement of that horizontal movement was strange and indistinguishable. It was as if the left hand was divided into three postures in the air when it passed by, and the three postures were divided into three postures in the air. Each performs different movements, and then transforms into three postures. In an instant, dozens of white palms each perform palm postures, either catching, intercepting or buckling. The shadow of the palms blooms like a flower and then closes. When the posture is closed, a ring crossing the moon is already visible. Holding it in Tang Lizi's left hand, there was no blood on it, and it was shining brightly.

"Lie Tan..." Yu Hui's face was pale, his lips were blue, and he was looking at Tang Lici's left hand intently. That move just now, if there is a murder list in the world, it must be famous on the list! That is the unique technique that Bai Nanzhu used to kill dozens of people in Qianhuifang. It comes from "Jiabodhi Blue Pan Rebirth Book". It is difficult to count how many people Bai Nanzhu killed with this move. After the battle at Shaolin Temple, Bai Nanzhu continued to The shock of Zhao's reappearance is still indescribable.

"Ah - ah -" Chi Yun's wild laughter was stimulated by this move, and suddenly turned into a beast-like roar. Finally, he crossed the moon with a ring, the cross arm drew a circle, and the light of the sword shone in the sun. The brilliant light rotated like a blazing sun looking into a mirror, and with a slight "clang" sound, the rotating blade suddenly shattered, and thousands of broken silver knives shone with dazzling brilliance, like a stream of sunlight against the sun. Tang Lizi's words are pouring out! Everyone couldn't help but let out a low "ah", one knife could break it to such an extent, it was really obvious that the skill of Chi Yun's knife had reached a miraculous level. Tang Lici held the knife in her left hand and closed her eyes slightly. "Lie Tan" flew through the air again and faced Chi Yun. Both of them were extremely fast and vigorous. Everyone's eyes were dazzled as they passed by each other.

With a "pop" sound, a handful of blood flew out, splashing three feet on the ground.

Tang Lici stood quietly, her clothes guarding the wind, her back was outstanding, only the blood on the knife in her left hand was dripping down the blade, and dust was dripping, one point... two points... three points...

Chi Yun was seven steps behind him, standing very straight. After a while, he turned around and looked at Tang Lici, his lips squirmed, "Hahahaha..." He continued to laugh dryly. , the body shook, and suddenly fell to the sky. After falling down, he still twisted his body in the direction of Tang Lici, raised his right hand and spread his fingers, then paused slightly, fell to the ground and died. When he died, his eyes were wide open, and he refused to close them.

Blood slowly gushes out from Chi Yun's Tianling Cap, but no one could see clearly how Tang Lici used a silver knife and a copper flute to smash Chi Yun's Tianling Cap just a moment ago.

What you see clearly is always the result, life and death, that's all.

After a while, Tang Lici turned around. Blood was still dripping from the silver knife, but the blood... did not come from Chi Yun.

The cold inside and outside Wenjian Pavilion was thick. The survivors stared blankly at the corpses on the ground and at the dead Chi Yun. They felt their blood boiling. Waves of sadness, suffocation, and sadness filled their hearts. , I don’t know when, tears burst out of my eyes.

Tang Lici hugged Chi Yun's body and looked back in front of the Wenjian Pavilion. In the desolate and cold mist, among the distant corridors, bridges and pavilions, there was someone in peach clothes like a painting, and his clothes were not stained by dust, vaguely She was smiling brightly at him, full of smiles.

The news of "Tian Shang Yun" Chi Yun's death has caused an uproar in the world in just a few days. Various legends are coming, but after all, there are many witnesses. He spread the news and everyone knew that it was someone from Chiyun who was behind the plot. He was poisoned by a poisonous spider and killed his brothers and allies before being killed by Tang Lici.

Although Chi Yun's death was not Tang Lici's fault, the act of killing his friend with his own hands still made people talk about it behind his back. I just felt that this young master was cruel and ruthless, and it was unavoidable that he could do this to a friend who had been with him for many years. Too scary.

However, rumors are just rumors. Ordinary people rarely come into contact with people in the world. No matter how shocking and exciting the topic is in the world, it is still far away from the life of farming, weaving, fishing and animal husbandry.

Luoyang Xingyang Bookstore.

Fengfeng, who was sorting out the books in the bookstore, looked around with dark eyes, smiling at everyone she saw. After being brought back to Luoyang for a few days and cared for carefully, the already fat baby became even fatter. There was a faint pear dimple on the left cheek, which was very shallow and very small. That person cleaned up the books and put them back on the bookshelf, glanced at Fengfeng, and couldn't help but smile on her face. The mood of being a mother made her whole person look brand new. Within a few days after returning to Luoyang, she felt that everything in the world was gone. Very far away, maybe we will never see each other again in our lifetime, maybe mother and son can really spend their lives peacefully.

But one thing made her doubtful. Neither she nor Hao Wenhou had dimples. Why was Fengfeng... was she simply too fat? Or is it Hao Wenhou’s parents? Or is it just a rare coincidence? Slight doubts often passed by in a flash, and Fengfeng began to crawl. She often only focused on whether he fell from the chair or bed, although Fengfeng had never fallen.

"Well, Uncle Liu is sick. I heard that distinguished guests are coming to the restaurant today. There is no need to delay. Please help Aunt Liu deliver these baskets of white jade mushrooms. If you are late, you will miss the time. The shopkeeper will scold you." Next door. Aunt Liu knocked on the door. She was in her sixties and in good health, but she had two three-year-old grandchildren and couldn't go out. She had a son, but a few years ago he got drunk and accidentally fell off a stone bridge and died, leaving an orphan and a widow. Now the whole family is supported by Uncle Liu going up the mountain to dig some mushrooms. Uncle Liu is very good at finding mushrooms. He is the only one who can find the rare white jade mushrooms in the world. The famous Yinjiaozi Restaurant in Luoyang requires Uncle Liu to send some to him every day.

"Okay, then Aunt Fengfeng, help me keep an eye on it. I'll be right back." The woman turned around and smiled when she heard the sound. She had a good relationship with Aunt Liu's family. Ever since she was kidnapped by Hao Wenhou, Aunt Liu only thought that she could no longer be possible. Coming back, that person carried Fengfeng back to Xingyang Bookstore a few days ago. She almost thought she had seen a ghost, but then he actually held her and shed tears, which made that person very moved. Now that she heard that Uncle Liu was ill, she gave Fengfeng to Aunt Liu to take care of her. She carried the mushroom basket and went out to the Yinjiaozi Restaurant.

Yinjiaozi Restaurant is the largest restaurant in Luoyang. Normally there are people coming and going, but today it is unexpectedly deserted. She raised her head and glanced at the gold-lettered signboard. Mo Yue saw that another dignitary was visiting the restaurant today and the banquet was bought out. Carrying the mushroom on her back, she turned in through the back door. She placed the white jade mushroom in the place where Uncle Liu usually kept it. She signed an order and was about to leave. Suddenly, a person came out of the yard and almost bumped into her.

The man flashed slightly, took a step back, looked up, and was almost surprised.

It was a young man with messy black hair and big eyes. He was dressed in white clothes. The white clothes were stained with minced garlic and green onions, and he was holding a bunch of green vegetables in his hand. She bowed and quietly stepped aside, waiting for the young man to pass. The young man nodded, ran past her, and hurried into the kitchen. That person turned around, looked at the kitchen door, and sighed softly. This person... this person was... the person she had secretly admired since she was fifteen years old.

It has been four or five years, and this man's face has not changed at all, nor has his clothing and mannerisms changed at all. He still talks so little and is still so reckless. Just looking at him... makes you feel a little funny. She walked out. If she hadn't been naturally charming and beautiful, if she hadn't been kidnapped by Hao Wenhou as a domestic prostitute, and had never been taken away by Liu Yan to be a maid, if she was still a young girl as pure as jade, or she would have found a way to be with her. He said something, but now...she just wanted to turn around and leave early.

The world is ever-changing, and seeing the dreams of youth again will only make people feel extremely uncomfortable.

"You..." A strange but pleasant male voice came from behind. That voice was completely different from Tang Lizi's, and completely different from Liu Yan's. Tang Lizi's voice was gentle and calm, and her words were clear and round; Liu Yan's His voice was cold and willful, gloomy and depressing; but this person's voice had a strange tone that made it feel so friendly to the ears. It was a purely sincere voice, without any artificiality. She turned around and looked at the young man in white who came out of the kitchen in surprise. What's the matter?

"Who is your name?" The young man in white asked hesitantly, looking a little embarrassed. He raised his hand to touch his head and rubbed his hair, "I...I don't know how to speak very well. If you bother me, Don’t be angry.”

She almost couldn't help laughing. He really had something to say. Although it was very abrupt, she was really not angry. "That's right. I'd like to ask...is something okay?" She had never seen him with anyone before. I had spoken to him before, but I didn't know his name. Now that he suddenly called me, I was really surprised.

"Ah..." He rubbed his hair again, making his already messy black hair even more messy. "My surname is Fu. You can call me A Fu or Xiao Fu. In fact, I The name is really unpleasant...I'm sorry, I just want to ask you...ask you something."

This man was really speaking garbled and confused, or he hadn't talked to anyone for a long time, and his pronunciation was not very accurate. She looked at him with a smile, "What's the matter?"

"He..." This person was either confused or hesitant. After hesitating for a long time, he still said "he...". The man looked at him patiently, and for some reason, the want to laugh gradually faded away. She vaguely understood that what this man wanted to ask might be something big that she didn't expect.

After a while, the boy in white hesitated and said, "Is he... OK now?"

Him? who? She stared into the eyes of the boy in white. His eyes were sincere and clear, reflecting very pure concern... Could it be that - "You... you..." she asked in a low voice, "Who do you want to ask?"

He started speaking and was about to answer when suddenly someone in the kitchen roared like a thunderbolt, "Xiao Fu! Where the **** is Xiao Fu? Come in and peel the radish. Who called him in to work? Damn it." Where are you?" He rubbed his hair again and smiled awkwardly, "Well, I'll talk to you at your house tonight. Sorry, I'm leaving now." After that, he hurried back to the kitchen, almost walking too fast. Hitting the door frame.