Brow of a Thousand Calamities Chapter 33: One cup of appointment 01
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There are seven or eight roads leading to Jiaoyu Town, and now there are people on every road in a hurry, rushing to Beauty Residence. The cold wind was howling, the path that had just snowed was damp and cold, and there were many mud holes trampled by horses, making it increasingly difficult for people to walk. There was a man holding a bamboo stick and walking tremblingly along the muddy path. With his unsteady pace, it would take him a whole day to reach Jiaoyu Town.
Behind that man followed a silver-haired scholar in white clothes with letters all over his clothes. The scholar's face was like a crown of jade, his lips were painted with elixir, and his appearance was elegant and unrestrained, but he did not know his age. The man holding the bamboo stick staggered forward, and the silver-haired scholar followed behind with sighs step by step, "I'm telling you - you can't just modify it a little, and you're going to have this 'fairy-like' face." Going to meet people? I think as soon as you step into Jiaoyu Town, if one hundred and twenty people know that you are Liu Yan, you will be hacked to death or whipped to death."
"Shut up!" Liu Yan's face is still terrifying. Some places have grown flesh, and some places are still scarlet. The beautiful skin color reflects the bright red scars, making people not want to look at it again after one glance. The silver-haired scholar shook out a human skin mask from his sleeve, "Come on, come on, put this on. Even if you are arrogant and so tall that I admire you, you still have to take pity on me who is your bodyguard. I want to be free and happy, and I don’t want to die at a young age. I still want to die in good health.”
"You are very noisy." Liu Yan said impatiently, "Can't you just have a moment of peace?" The silver-haired scholar patted his chest, "I was very carefree, but I just planned to find Xiao Shui to eat fish head pot. Who knows if I bumped into the big-headed ghost? If I knew Xiao Tang was there, I wouldn't die. Now...sigh..." He shook his head repeatedly. Liu Yan snorted, "Didn't you get a 10,000 taels of gold silver note from him? What's there to cry about?" The silver-haired scholar was a well-known figure in the world, Xue Xianzi. Hearing this, he complained even more bitterly, "It turned out to be a little boy. Tang owes me 6,000 taels of gold. Now he gives me 10,000 taels of silver and wants me to give him 4,000 taels of gold in exchange. When I travel around the world, where can I find 4,000 taels of gold in exchange for him? I owe him four thousand taels of gold. If I hadn't owed him money, I would never have been your bodyguard. I've never done anything like taking advantage of others, which is dangerous and troublesome," he said nagging. , while suddenly covering Liu Yan’s face with the human skin mask in his hand, Liu Yan suddenly turned into an old man with an old look and black spots on his face. Xuexianzi clapped his hands with satisfaction, "It's much safer this way. Even your mother won't be able to recognize it when I keep it -" Before he could finish his sentence, a dozen local dogs suddenly emerged from the withered grass on the muddy path and stared at Liu Yan. Barking endlessly. Xue Xianzi was startled, and Liu Yan also frowned. What's going on?
"As expected, even if you are surrounded by all kinds of things, you can't escape the smell of a dog's nose." In an instant, more than a dozen men in black suits with peonies embroidered on their backs emerged from the grass. Indifferently, Liu Yan and Xue Xianzi did not recognize that the young man in black with hatred in his eyes was Cao Wufang. After the Feng Liu Dian Haoyunshan was defeated, he disappeared without a trace. In fact, he turned from light to dark, and became a demon soul dead soldier under the banner of Ghost Mudan.
“Dogs?” One hundred and forty-four dogs, the smell comes from your pharmacy in Shumeifang, and the one who is about to be hung on the roof of Liren Residence is Mr. Lin Bulin. There is always a way to catch you." He raised his arms. , the black sleeves fluttered gently in the wind, "Come with me."
Liu Yan did not see the dogs on the ground. He glanced at Cao Wufang lightly, "When Hua Wuyan died, did you hate me for not saving him?" Cao Wufang looked very cold, "You You could have saved him, but you played the piano and died for him." Liu Yan smiled, "I won't save a waste." Cao Wufang's face turned angry, "He is not a waste! He did his best for you, and even gave his life. While he was fighting for you, you played the piano and watched him die. You recited poems for his death. You treated him as a drama... People like you deserve to go to hell!" Liu Yan smiled again, and the smile on his weird face looked indescribably weird, "If he lives, he will make more mistakes and make himself more and more miserable. You are his good friend, but You don't understand." Cao Wufang sneered, "You are a living waste like this!" He put his hands behind his back and said, "Capture him alive!"
A dozen men in black surrounded Liu Yan and Xue Xianzi. Cao Wufang unsheathed his long sword and stabbed Liu Yan on the shoulder. Liu Yan took a step back with his bamboo stick, and Xue Xianzi sighed, "Wait a minute!" He took a step forward, "Little brother, if you only have these dozen helpers, I advise you to hurry up and take the dog with you. ”
Cao Wufang raised her long sword straight, her willow eyeliner slightly raised, her snow-lined sleeves suddenly fluttered, and a woman in red revealed half of her face from behind the tree, with snowy skin and black hair, and her charm was still there. , smiled brightly at Xue Xianzi, "Xue Lang, you and I have not seen each other for thirty years, and you are still so charming and charming." Xue Xianzi sighed again, "The eyebrows are too short, the face is too long, the nose is not straight enough, and the teeth No, even after thirty years, you are still the same." The woman in red behind the tree smiled sweetly, "Xuelang has seen more than tens of millions of beauties, and I dare not call myself a beauty." Yingying walked out with a very friendly expression, as if she just met a close friend she hadn't seen for many years.
Liu Yan's heart skipped a beat. This person was Lady Hongchan, the "Thousand-Shaped Shadow", a famous poison master decades ago. Even though Xuexianzi was famous in the world, she might not be able to take advantage of her. Just when he was shocked, another person came slowly from not far away. He was blind and covered in scars. There was a dark hole in his neck, which was rising and falling with his breathing. It looked shocking. Liu Yan's heart slowly lifted, it was Yu Qifeng...
Xue Xianzi laughed, "I haven't met a rival in thirty years." Lady Hongchan smiled brightly, "Oh, I don't want to be Xue Lang's rival, as long as I can give you a kiss on the face , I am really willing to die." Yu Qifeng walked slowly to Lady Hongchan, twisted the rusty iron sword, and said slowly in a hoarse and strange voice, "It is not humiliating to fight with Xue Xianzi. He became known as the Sword King."
Cao Wufang led the crowd to step back and stared at the willow eyes behind Xue Xianzi. Xuexianzi, all dressed up in white clothes, faced the two enemies head-on. "I said - it's really uncomfortable to owe money to others. It's a pity that I still have to fight for gold at such an old age... It's really sad and helpless!" Liu Yan whispered, "Let's go." Xue Xianzi laughed, "Oh, even if I want to escape, I have to take you worth four thousand taels of gold with me. You have to have confidence in me." Liu Yan said, "Okay."
Dark clouds are rolling in, the wind is picking up, and the grassy paths stretch for thousands of miles, reaching the end of the world.
Yu Qifeng's broken sword slowly raised, "Please enlighten me." Xue Xianzi nodded, his eyes stayed on Yu Qifeng's broken sword. Even though this sword was broken, the "West Wind Cutting Wild Fire" still Not to be taken lightly. Lady Hongchan smiled tenderly, "Oh, you don't take me seriously! Xuelang, you are really sad." After saying this, her sleeves fluttered, and a puff of red mist slowly drifted towards the snow line. Needless to say, it was inevitable. It's a poisonous fog.
Xue Xianzi stood still, and the red poisonous mist floated up his clothes, instantly corroding the clothes and piercing a few small holes in the snow-white clothes. However, the small amount of poisonous mist floating on his cheeks seemed to have failed. , passing without trace. Madame Hongchan was startled. Xuexianzi was superb in Yuan Gong and was not afraid of poison. Although her poisonous mist had the effect of eroding muscles and corroding blood, it only removed her clothes. At that moment, she flipped her wrist and held a scimitar in her hand. The blade showed a glistening blue light. It was unknown how many kinds of poisons were fed to it, and she sliced off Xue Xian's neck with the "Looking at the Wind and Moon" move.
Xue Xianzi’s eyes were still firmly fixed on Yu Qifeng’s sword. Madam Hongchan’s scimitar struck her, and her eyes suddenly blurred. Xue Xianzi’s body did not move, but she suddenly stepped back three feet, avoiding the Opened her scimitar. And how he did it, not even Liu Yan could tell, it was as if he disappeared and appeared out of thin air.
"Xue Lang is really unpredictable, but I heard that no matter how well you practice the skill of transfiguration, it can only change within a ten-meter range. People are people, and they can't really disappear every time." Lady Hongchan smiled softly, and the red gauze shook, and she pulled it straight over Xue Xianzi's head.
The red gauze flew into the air, its four corners raised, and spread out to a four-foot radius, like a big net facing the snow lines and willow blindfolds. Xue Xianzi's sleeves moved slightly, but with a "hissing" sound, a big hole was instantly broken in the center of the red gauze, and the torn red gauze fell to the ground. Lady Hongchan twisted her body like a snake, passing through the floating red gauze. Yarn, the knife went straight to Xue Xianzi's heart, "Xue Lang's skills are so handsome!" She looked like she was in her forties, but she was actually an old woman in her sixties or seventies, but her skills were still strong, and she struck out with a knife, and her decades of skills contained On, it is by no means an easy matter. Xue Xianzi's eyes never left Yu Qifeng's broken sword. He turned around and once again took Liu Yan back four feet away. At the moment when he changed his body and changed his position, Yu Qifeng's sword roared, the situation changed, and with a sword Quickly stab Yuxianzi's chest. Madam Hongchan turned around and slashed Xue Xianzi's back with the blue scimitar. In an instant, the sword wind stirred up dust all over the sky. A handful of weird blue light broke through the dust and smoke. "Hey!" A strange whistle came from the dust and smoke. Xue Xianzi put his hands behind his back. Behind him, the white sleeves suddenly raised.
Liu Yan has been standing behind Xue Xianzi. The combined force of Yu Qifeng's sword and Hong Chan's lady's sword made his heart suddenly reach its peak. Even if his martial arts were not completely disabled, he asked himself if these two people struck with all their strength. Can't take it. But seeing Xue Xianzi's white sleeves raised, Yu Qifeng's sword passed through the sleeve and stabbed straight into the chest. Xue Xianzi touched the sword with his palm, went up against the sword and patted Yu Qifeng's hand lightly. Yu Qifeng has decades of skill, and with the help of Oranguki Jiuxinwan, the stability of holding the sword is unparalleled in the world. This palm failed to shake the path of the residual sword, but when he saw that the blade was about to penetrate his chest, he stopped. The moment it touched Yuki Xianzi's chest, each section broke and shattered into a pile of iron shavings. Yu Qifeng was startled and struck out with a palm. He was extremely skilled, but the iron sword in his hand could not withstand the slightest touch of the snow line. Xuexianzi smiled at him and waved to meet him. There was a sound of "touch" and his palms connected. The two sides were evenly matched, and no one swayed. Just as the sword was broken, Lady Hongchan's blue scimitar behind her let out a strange whistle, and it had already cut to the skirt of Xue Xianzi's back. Liu Yan stretched out her bamboo stick and flicked her sword lightly.