Super Elation Under the Sun Chapter 302: I don’t know the good and the evil, thank Huaiyin

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With the help of the rain, the ancient inkstone is shocked!

A long river like the Mo River serves as a barrier for the old Confucian scholars. There is no way for Li Fuyao's Qingsi Sword. After being pierced into the Mohe River, it can no longer move, so when the sword nineteen appears in his hand.

Li Fuyao swung a sword without hesitation.

It is also a majestic sword aura, attacking the old Confucian scholar.

It's just that the Fang Yantai moved down slightly at this moment, and it stood in front of Li Fuyao unbiasedly, and the sword was swiped out with the nineteenth sword, just on top of the Fang Yantai.

Boom!

Li Fuyao felt a huge force coming from his mouth, Jian Nineteen almost got out of his hands, but a crack appeared on the square inkstone.

The Mohe paused, Li Fuyao pulled out the green silk along the way, and pierced the sword with nineteen one sword. Qingsi immediately followed behind him. These were two swords.

No book in the world has written how to deal with if a swordsman holds two swords, because no swordsman in this world has ever had a sword in one hand.

In just a short time, the old Confucian had already withdrawn far away, his sleeves faltered, but he looked a little embarrassed in the rain.

Allowing a monk in the Taiqing realm to suffer such a big loss in such a short period of time, apart from being a swordsman owed to Li Fuyao, it is also inseparable from his double swords.

The old Confucian stood still in the rain, and said solemnly: "Even if the sword fairy killed a great demon for the human race, this mountain and river is not where you swordsmen run rampant!"

Li Fuyao was indifferent, just staring at the old scholar. After a while, he asked with a sneer, "That said, if you didn't kill the big demon towards the sword fairy, the old gentleman would be even interested in talking to me. No more?"

The old Confucian said nothing, just holding one hand behind him, and holding the other hand up. The Fang Yantai was on top of his head, and Mohe no longer appeared, probably because of being cut by Li Fuyao's sword. Reason in.

At the other end of the battlefield, Chang Lin couldn't have been the opponent of Palace Master Wuning anyway, but Xie Huaiyin had a battle first, which depleted his spirit palace energy.

Now I have encountered the reckless Chang Lin again. During this time, Chang Lin was completely a life-threatening style of play, and Xie Huaiyin did not give birth to a new qi in the spiritual house. This made Xie Huaiyin all It was a surprise.

Killing is nothing more than a nod. It's just **** and who was killed by someone. The sophistication in it is not small.

Xie Huaiyin relied on that silver spear to prevent Chang from approaching. During that time, Chang Lin even had the idea of ​​changing his injuries several times, but Xie Huaiyin saw through them.

And successfully resolved.

Xie Huaiyin is not afraid of a long-established master of the arena, but he is afraid of such desperadoes who often come. The former can be said to have something to ask for. Even if it is to distinguish between superiors, it will not be too terrifying, but The latter wants you to die wholeheartedly, even at the expense of his own life. Who can stand it?

Furthermore, Xie Huaiyin today is not the Xie Huaiyin in his heyday. There is a big difference between the two Xie Huaiyin.

Chang Lin swept out with a sword, leaving several sword marks on the wall, but he could not get close. Xie Huaiyin covered himself with a silver spear, and Chang Lin's sword could not penetrate.

This makes the mood of always coming with the mentality of killing Xie Huaiyin really irritable.

Li Fuyao hung Nineteen around his waist, only carrying the blue silk, looking at the old Confucian scholar not far away, his expression was flat, and he had killed three monks in the Taiqing realm along the way.

The concierge in Dazaifu, the old man who sells sweet potatoes, and the man in gray who went up the mountain to provocatively but didn't know his name all the time.

But to be honest, of the three games, only the first one is more dangerous. I don’t know if it’s because of experience or because of the talisman and the sacred pill. Actually, it’s relatively easy. .

As for this old Confucian scholar, according to Li Fuyao, it is not too difficult to deal with, not to mention that he still has a holy pill on his waist.

Enough to fight once.

Furthermore, it is not yet time to use that sacred pill.

Li Fuyao sighed, if he really wanted to use that sacred pill, he would have lost his grandma's house when he came to Ningfu City this time, even if the Lord Wuning had a secret book.

Is there a holy pill that is precious?

Li Fuyao was a little lost, and suddenly he heard the sound of horses' hoofs in the distance.

The sound of horseshoe stepping in the stagnant water was not clear, but for Li Fuyao, the sound couldn't be more beautiful.

A horse full of flames came galloping, and on the horse's back there was a man in armor and a halberd.

Li Fuyao looked at this scene from a distance, thinking that if it were really on the battlefield, with Wen Bailou leading thousands of horses, he was a little dazed.

Wen Bailou rode his horse and ran forward, haha ​​smiled and said: "I'm sorry, I didn't know beforehand that there is a too clear state, but you can stop him in the Qingsi state, it's not bad."

Li Fuyao took the sword into its sheath, only smiled and said: "Next, it will be handed over to General Wen."

"A little thing!"

Wen Bailou laughed and swept across with a halberd, rolling up countless raindrops. This halberd alone was enough to make the old scholar look awe-inspiring.

Li Fuyao stopped paying attention to the war here after he took the sword, probably because he had absolute confidence in Wen Bailou. He turned his head and put his gaze on another battlefield, watching the life and death of Chang Lin and Xie Huaiyin. Bo.

Li Fuyao frowned, and then smiled: "Thank Palace Master, I heard that you have a secret book, is it true or not?"

The voice is not loud, but in fact, Li Fuyao didn't simply ask this sentence, so when he opened his mouth, Xie Huaiyin's ears sounded like a thunder, and Xie Huaiyin, who was already breathless, trembled. Almost let Chang Lin stabbed with a sword.

In the past, when Xie Huaiyin faced the enemy, relying on his own strong strength, he would naturally be able to be calm, but now, his husband is stopped by Wen Bailou, and Chang Lin is endlessly trying to take his life.

Beside them, there was a swordsman in the blue silk realm watching the battle.

Xie Huaiyin can guess that this is Li Fuyao deliberately creating a battlefield where he and Chang Lin are fighting for life and death, but Chang Lin's sword practice time is short after all. If he really can't match him, Li Fuyao may not be able to make a move. .

After all, the previous sentence that seemed to be an understatement hides the mystery.

Xie Huaiyin, who has not encountered such a situation since his boyhood, looked indifferent, but his heart was already distraught.

It has never been like this.

Li Fuyao went to pick up the oil-paper umbrella and kept himself from being in the rain. He looked at Changlin with his usual expression. Even if Li Fuyao could help Changlin with trivial matters, it was a big matter of his revenge. He Still adhering to the original idea.

Let Chang Lin do it alone.

It's just that if there is no chance in the end, Li Fuyao will naturally not stand idly by.

Now, it hasn't reached that point.

In fact, Chang Lin was not Xie Huaiyin's opponent, whether it was the time to practice swords, the grasp of the situation, or the on-the-spot decision. He was able to hold on to the present only by relying on the breath in his chest.

Li Fuyao said helplessly: "Chang Lin, you told me before that you must live."

Chang Lin swept across with a sword, and the sword aura forced Xie Huaiyin back. Then he said solemnly: "Uncle Master, these words are only counted after I take revenge."

Li Fuyao thought that it was so.

The battle between Wen Bailou and the old scholars is also coming to an end. Xie Huaiyin and Li An fight, Xie Huaiyin consumes a lot, but Wen Bailou and Jiang Feng are not like this, Jiang Feng is compared with Wen Bai Lou, it is really necessary to travel a lot.

In the end, I lost my spirit, so even if the current Wen Bailou is not in its heyday, it is actually not much worse.

After a halberd swept across and hit the old Confucian in the chest, the old Confucian coughed up blood, and he was defeated.

So after Banzhuxiang, when Wenbailou's Euphorbia pierced the old scholar's chest, Li Fuyao didn't think it was any strange.

Wen Bailou, who got off his horse, walked under the eaves and stood side by side with Li Fuyao, who had come here before.

Wen Bailou glanced at Xie Huaiyin's side, and wondered: "Xie Huaiyin is already at the end of the crossbow, why didn't you kill him?"

Li Fu shook his head, "Just like General Wen insisted on beheading Jiang Feng, he often wanted to kill Xie Huaiyin, and no one was allowed to intervene."

Wen Bailou smiled and said: "You have to do it yourself to get revenge. If someone helps, it's almost meaningless."

"The kid I'm afraid the chance of winning is not great."

Li Fuyao said softly: "The most appropriate way is naturally to practice the skills and then talk about revenge, but I can't wait, what can I do."

Wen Bailou looked up at the gradually decreasing rain, with a calm expression.

Li Fuyao took the initiative to ask: "Where will General Wen go?"

Wen Bailou smiled heartily and said: "If you have a big hatred, you will have no heart knot. After that, you will naturally travel the world. If you have the opportunity, how about you and me?"

Li Fuyao smiled and nodded, and continued: "Don't miss the battlefield?"

Wen Bailou shook his head and said: "The old country is gone, and you won’t feel like it was when you lead soldiers to fight, so just walk around and take a look."

It seems that he didn't expect Wen Bailou to say such a thing. Li Fuyao held back some words and couldn't say it, but he laughed it off.

Wen Bailou looked at the distance and whispered softly: "The Kingdom of Chu is gone, but I always feel that this mountain and river will always appear in a country with Chu as the name of the country, maybe even a dynasty. "

Li Fu shook his head and said: "The world is unpredictable, no one can say for sure."

During the conversation between the two people, on Xie Huaiyin's side, Chang Lin fought for the price of being pierced by Xie Huaiyin's shoulder with a shot, finally causing Xie Huaiyin's lower abdomen to bleed.

With a sword, Xie Huaiyin went crazy.

Li Fuyao sighed, I'm afraid Chang Lin's only strength is hesitating his life.

He and Wen Bailou were chatting under the eaves, but in fact they still focused on that side. If someone accidentally stabbed him to death by Wen Bailou, that would be really sorry, Mr. Chao.

Wen Bailou glanced at Wuning Mansion and asked with a smile: "I really don't want that cheat book?"

Li Fu shook his head and said: "I am a swordsman, and I am interested in such things as the sword book and the sword classics. What martial arts secrets are not good for my eyes."

When he said this, Li Fuyao slightly smirked.

Wen Bailou has not known Li Fuyao for a long time, but he has already understood Li Fuyao's thoughts a little. He just smiled about it, and then stopped talking about it.

In the country of Chu, Wen Bailou became famous at a young age and became an important minister of the temple early. He was surrounded by some of the mainstays of the temples of Chu, but not many people could make Wen Bailou's eye-catching sight.

It's not that his eyes are higher than the top, it's just that there are not many people who have a temper.

While Wen Bailou lost consciousness, Xie Huaiyin and Chang Lin were finally coming to an end over there.

While Chang Lin was stabbed in the chest by a silver spear, a sword cut Xie Huaiyin's throat.

The blood gushes out, mixing with the rain.

Changlin falls backward.

The two fell to the ground almost at the same time.

The silver spear didn't pierce the heart, but the iron sword cut through the throat.

The heavy rain stopped.

Xie Huaiyin has no hope of living.

Li Fu shook his umbrella and walked over, drew out the silver spear, and stuffed Chang Lin's mouth with a pill.

Naturally not the holy pill, but the pill that Gu Yuan gave before.

At the border of Chen Kingdom, he was almost killed by that qingshan scholar. When he was seriously injured, Gu Yuan gave a lot of medicines. Those medicines are products of the palace, and naturally they are not ordinary products, even if they don’t. The effect of the holy pill is so good, and it is much better than the effect of the secular herbs.

Feeding the pill and feeling the vitality of Chang Lin, Li Fuyao picked him up and walked to the inn.

Wen Bailou led the horse slowly.

A total of three Taiqingjing died tonight. In terms of putting them in a secular river and lake, it was originally a shocking thing, even if this place is Ningfu City.

This matter is over. Before approaching the restaurant, Wen Bailou disappeared in Long Street. His appearance was already very conspicuous, but it was at night, if it was daytime, I don’t know how many people were staring at him.

Walking into the restaurant, Yu Fu quickly poked his head out of the room and was a little surprised when he saw Li Fuyao covered in blood, but he still covered his mouth and did not shout.

Li Fuyao changed Chang Lin into a clean dress, and then bandaged him by the way.

After thinking about it, I put a few pills in Chang Lin's mouth.

Yufu leaned against the door and asked softly: "Should I take a bath?"

Li Fuyao gave Yufu a weird look, and finally shook his head.

Yufu has a bit of resentment, "The slave and maid will not eat the son. Why is the son so afraid of the slave?"

Li Fuyao rubbed his cheeks, his head was big for a while, but his face was actually blushing.

Yufu covered her mouth and chuckled, and finally left slowly.

Walking back to the room, Yu Fu lay on the bed. In fact, she knew that some things were impossible. Even if she was willing to recommend herself a pillow seat, she was willing to follow Li Fuyao without a name.

Li Fuyao will not accept it in all likelihood.

She knows that the son is not that kind of person!

In this case, it is a blessing to be able to stay by the son's side for one more day.

In the early morning of the second day, the genius was bright, and groups of Wuning Mansion disciples began to appear in the whole Ningfu city wandering in the street, with expressions of sadness and indignation on everyone's faces.

No more than ten people in Ningfu City knew the news about the murder of Wuning Palace Chief Xie Huaiyin.

Wei Mansion is extremely quiet today. The Beihai Jianghu master Wei Xian who was rumored to have been beheaded by Xie Huaiyin stood in the courtyard, looking at the horizon.

Wei Yingchun, the head of the Wei family, stood by and smiled: "Now that Xie Huaiyin is dead, Xian'er can ascend to a high position."

Wei Xian shook his head, "What's the point of my father thinking being the first in the world?"

Wei Yingchun frowned, "How did Xian'er plan?"

Wei Xian said frankly: "Next year, in the beginning of spring, I will leave Ningfu City to pursue that avenue."

Wei Xian knew what his father was going to say, and for a long time he said: "Before I leave, I will pick a few good seedlings from the Wei family and teach them well. Since my father wants the Wei family to be number one, why not?"

Wei Yingchun stroked his beard and smiled: "Xianer really knows that he is a father."

Wei Xian smiled indifferently and stopped talking.

He looked up in the direction of Wuning Mansion, his eyes full of admiration.

When he met Xie Huaiyin that day, it should have been a battle of life and death. The reason was neither because of the cheats nor because of the fact that Wei Xian was spreading in the rivers and lakes, but because of another hidden reason.

For that reason, Wei Xian had to die.

In fact, in the end, Xie Huaiyin only sat with Wei Xian for a long time, discussing some things about the realm of cultivation.

Finally, Xie Huaiyin discussed with him about suspended animation, which is what Xie Huaiyin said.

"I Xie Huaiyin can only be trapped in the rivers and lakes of the North Sea in this life, but since you Wei Xian doesn't lose to me Xie Huaiyin, how can you be like this forever?"

"Great rivers and mountains, let's walk around!"

Wei Xian moved forward slowly and whispered: "I, Wei Xian, have never admired anyone in my heart in my life, but you are worthy of admiration for thanking Huaiyin!"

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The wind in the city is rumbling, but the three people in the restaurant are doing business as usual. Li Fuyao has not left the restaurant these few days. Except for the occasional visit to see Chang Lin who is unconscious, he spends most of the time raising swords in the room.

Yufu has personally cooked boiled tofu in the past two days. It is exactly the same as the one I ate before. The only difference is that there is no chili in the restaurant, which lacks some special flavors.

But it's better than nothing.

One evening, Wen Bailou came back to the door again. This time he was wearing a long gown, with no eucalyptus and horses. It looked a little weird, but it was better than the previous battle armor.

Actually, even if the disciples of Wuning Mansion wanted to find the murderer of Xie Huaiyin, they should have nothing to do when facing the monk Wen Bailou, who is too clear.

It's just that Wen Bailou didn't want to be too ostentatious, otherwise it wouldn't be the case.

This time, Li Fuyao took the initiative to invite Wen Bailou to drink, and the two drank a lot. Li Fuyao insisted on not using his sword to force the wine out. Compared with Wen Bailou, a war fighter who came from the military.

The difference is not a star and a half.

In the end, Li Fuyao really couldn't stand it. He spit on the table, Yu Fu lightly patted Li Fuyao on the back, and then looked at Wen Bailou a few times with a bit of sorrow.

Wen Bailou was drinking alone, but there was more appreciation in the eyes that looked at Li Fuyao.

In the end, Yu Fu helped Li Fuyao upstairs, while Wen Bailou left with a smile.

Back to the room, Li Fuyao suddenly mentioned that he was going to see Changlin. Yufu had no choice but to help Li Fuyao walk into Changlin's room.

Opening the door, Changlin sits on the bed, not knowing when he will wake up.

Li Fuyao is quite sober.

When Chang Lin saw Li Fuyao walk in, he was silent for a moment, and said softly: "Uncle Master, Xie Huaiyin died deliberately by my sword."

Li Fu shook his head and said: "I know."

He could see clearly that night.

Chang Lin said again: "But he didn't say that he didn't kill my parents."

Li Fuyao was silent for a long time and asked a question, "So what do you want to do?"