Brow of a Thousand Calamities Chapter 31: Crazy Lan Wu Xing 02
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He sat down on the chair in front of the bed and rubbed his hair. In fact, he didn't know what he was doing here. Even if the two people woke up suddenly, he didn't know what to ask them. But he just felt that sitting here would make him feel better than sitting in his own room in a daze.
Kuanlan Wuxing has handsome features, a pale face, and a mess of dry and fluffy hair, with a hint of gray. Fu Zhumei sat aside and looked at him. This man was burly and very tall. He was probably a head taller than Wan Yuedan when he stood. He was worthy of being a man who could wield an eight-foot sword.
The breeze blew, and the early winter wind was already freezing. Fu Zhumei sat for a long time, looked up at the blooming plum blossoms outside the window, and suddenly felt a slight chill on the back of his neck. From the corner of his eye, he caught sight of the eight-foot long sword beside the bed, which suddenly disappeared. The coldness was already on his neck.
"What year is Yongxi today?" The voice behind him was cold, slightly hoarse, but still a very charming male voice.
"In November of the third year of Yongxi..." Fu Zhumei didn't finish his sentence. The long sword on his neck suddenly tightened. The energy and the freezing coldness passed by him together, and he retreated, looking at the wild-haired man in front of him in surprise.
Kuanlan Wuxing had already stood up. The moment he stood up, he had the illusion that heaven and earth were aligned. Fu Zhumei's mind hadn't turned around yet, and she saw Kuang Lan Wuxing's lips raised slightly. It couldn't be said to be an appreciation for his sword or just a hint of a smile. He lowered his head slightly, raised the corners of his lips, then turned around Xiao Ran, threw the eight-foot long sword to the corner of the room with a "pop" sound, and strode out.
The eight-foot long sword penetrated the ground for more than three feet, and the parts that did not enter the ground shattered with a crisp "snap" sound, scattering broken iron all over the ground. Fu Zhumei shouted at this moment, "Wait a minute! You--" He took out his imperial plum sword, and the sword was as powerful as snow and lightning, whipping up a burst of ice and hitting Kuanglan Wuxing directly in the back of the heart, "Come back quickly!"
Kuan Lan Wu Xing flicked his sleeves on his back, and a burst of extremely hot real power swept through him. Fu Zhumei's sword did not use his full strength, but he saw that the cold sword energy was transformed by the true power of the Lie Yang and wavered in the air. , with a slight "squeak" sound, the sword energy opened a crack on Kuanglan Wuxing's sleeve, and the broken sleeve also opened a long crack on his back clothes.
But that was all. Kuanglan Wuxing strode forward and walked through the door. The imperial plum sword missed a single hit and spun back with Yun Li. Fu Zhumei stretched out his hand to take the sword, his face pale. Although he did not use all his strength with this sword strike, it only opened two gaps in his clothes. This was the only time he had seen in his life. Kuanglan Wuxing had suffered from the poisonous sting of Huang Mingzhu for many years, but he still had such skill - one throw Broken sword, strode away - where on earth was he going? What is he going to do?
"Wait a minute!" Fu Zhumei chased him to the door. Kuang Lan Wu Xing's figure had disappeared without a trace. He really didn't know what to do. Wan Yu Yuedan and Tang Li Ci worked hard to save Kuang Lan Wu Xing. I wanted to learn the secret of the romantic shop from him, but as soon as I woke up, the man left without any trace of gratitude or nostalgia. Although he stood here, he neither asked anything nor left the man. Come down.
He is so... so useless. Fu Zhumei's thoughts were confused for a while, and he ran out of the bedroom. He broke into Mei Hua Yishu's room. Fortunately, Mei Hua Yishu was still in the room and did not leave like Kuanglan Wuxing.
Meihua Yishu was not lying on the bed. He was sitting at the table in the room, drinking tea like a sip of strong wine. When he saw Fu Zhumei barging in, he just smiled without showing any emotion. What a look of surprise.
Fu Zhumei felt a little embarrassed, "Hello...hello..."
Meihua Yishu raised the teapot and saluted him. Fu Zhumei understood that he meant well, so she took a step closer, "I...I live not far away..." Meihua Yishu smiled and showed a smile. With white teeth, he said, "I know it was you who saved the third brother." Fu Zhumei was stunned. He had really forgotten that matter, "Ah... but he -" He pointed to the next room, clearly trying to make it clear what he had just said. What happened was just, "He left."
Meihua Yishu poured a sip of tea into the teapot, "Of course he will leave. You will regret saving him in the future..." His voice was very hoarse and not pleasant, "You should know what's going on with him. The sting is three times as strong as mine - not three times as strong as an ordinary person's. The Qihuayunxingke alone cannot stop him with his magic skills, and his formation mechanism is five. Brother is the strongest, and the sixth brother is the master of hidden weapon skills, but in terms of real martial arts... none of the six of us can beat the third brother, he is absolutely strong." Fu Zhumei nodded, able to be so calm under his Yumei Sword. Kuang Lan Wuxing was the first person to leave, "But why were you and him poisoned and turned into puppets of the romantic shop?"
Meihua Yishu took another sip of tea, "Perhaps the third brother knows the real story better than me. I'm still confused to this day. That day... the sixth brother invited us to drink at Li Renju in Jiaoyu Town. His drinking capacity It’s always been a bad thing. I’ll get drunk after just two drinks. It’s rare to be invited, so we all went.” He smiled, “It turned out that the wine that day was very poisonous. Sixth brother himself got drunk, and I also drank. Although I was poisoned, I had a good drinker. I vaguely knew that my third brother and my seventh brother had tied me up and stabbed me with poisonous thorns all over my body. My seventh brother was dressed as a woman. I didn’t know what they were plotting...but I I remember that after they moved me to a certain place and locked me up, the second brother wanted to save me, but was killed by the third brother.”
Fu Zhumei was horrified, "He...he killed your second brother?" Meihua Yishu nodded, "So - the third brother will not say anything to you. He is different from me. Fengliu shop's initial plan He was involved in it." Fu Zhumei rubbed her hair vigorously, "But...but why did he become like that..." Meihua Yishu laughed, "Hahaha...ahem...who called him and... The seventh brother is mixed up? Although the third brother has high martial arts skills and deep intentions, he is not a despicable person, but the seventh brother...the sissy like the seventh brother who likes to pretend to be a woman is more sinister and vicious than a woman. The third brother and the seventh brother How can I beat him? Hahaha..." He laughed for a while and took another sip of tea. "Besides, the third brother has always been obsessed with the seventh brother's sister. How could he not be punished if he fell into the hands of the seventh brother? ? I’m just surprised that the seventh brother is so brave to leave the third brother’s life, he is really not afraid of death.”
"Who is the seventh brother..." Fu Zhumei saw that he was agitated and was very worried, "Stop drinking water, be careful of choking." Meihua Yishu drank the tea like wine, " The seventh brother of Qi Hua Yun Xing Ke, one peach and three colors of jade harp! Don’t you know?” Fu Zhumei asked, “Isn’t one peach of three colors called Western Peach?” Mei Hua Yishu was startled, “He has one. My cousin's surname is Xue, and her name is Xue Tao. The word 'Western Tao' probably comes from his cousin's name. But that cousin..." He suddenly laughed, "I have only met his cousin once, more than ten years ago. Years ago, he and the third brother were fighting over the cousin. His cousin liked the third brother, so the seventh brother hid his cousin. Now, no one can find her for more than ten years." Fu Zhumei frowned, "How could he do this? Aren’t we sworn brothers? Why did I poison you and why didn’t I let my cousin be with my third brother?”
"Seventh brother..." Meihua Yishu murmured, "Some people are born with sinister and vicious minds. He wants to establish his own sect in the name of Qihuayunxingke, saying that he wants to start a new sect that can compete with Shaolin and Wudang. , Kunlun, Emei and other famous Jianghu sects. The eldest brother and the third brother are in favor of this. I have never been enthusiastic. I didn’t expect that he could be so infatuated with his cousin. Let her fall into the hands of the third brother? He always has a way to make life worse than death for those who oppose him..." Fu Zhumei felt a chill all over his body, "But...but this happened ten years ago. He originally just wanted to be independent. How could the sect become such a terrifying organization as Feng Liu Dian?" Meihua Yishu shook her head, "I don't know... ten years is too long, things have changed." Fu Zhumei looked at his dazed expression and endured it. After holding back for a long time, he finally couldn't help but ask, "Yu Honghou... what is his... relationship with the ghost-faced human demon Yu Cui Wei..."
"Hahaha..." Mei Hua Yishu leaned on the table and laughed, "The reputation of that ladyboy is really loud. One of the reasons why the seventh brother wants to set up a romantic shop is to recruit people to destroy Bingzhu Temple. He hates Yu Cuiwei. It’s his half-brother.” Fu Zhumei groaned, “He is Yu Cuiwei’s biological brother...” Meihua Yishu was still smiling, and was about to drink tea again, but the teapot was empty, “Listen to Qi. My younger brother said personally that his unruly mother was beaten to death by his father after giving birth to him, and his father kicked him out as an infant together with Yu Cuiwei. He was raised by Yu Cuiwei until he was eight years old. His life could no longer go on, so he escaped. Although the seventh brother was ungrateful, he was a genius. He could cultivate outstanding martial arts on his own with only the little foundation taught by Yu Cuiwei.