Super Elation Under the Sun Chapter 34: The boy who walked out of the big tent into the mountains and rivers

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The young girl sitting on the high platform outside the tent was alone in thoughts, she looked a little unusual and cute, but the young man who was fighting in the big tent did not know about all this.

The hatchet in Li Fuyao's hand is now full of gaps, and the clothes on his body are even more broken, and the buns are even a little messy. It seems that the situation at the moment is not very good, and the scholar in a snow-white shirt, Now the right hand holding the cyan brush has a deep bone wound. The blood runs along the arm along the brush shaft, dripping on the ground at the tip of the pen, and making a slap, which is now removed from the big tent. The only sound other than the breathing and heartbeat of the two seemed a little strange. As for the wound, it was the one made by Li Fuyao before. Before the green rainbow of Hongyi dissipated, Li Fuyao's knife was accurately slashed on the right hand at that time, if not the last fear. The Might of Green Rainbow, that right hand should be cut off now.

In the short fight in the big tent before, the swordsman Li Fuyao, who did not use the sword but carried the sword, did not suffer much. He just wanted to defeat Zuo Sifan in a short time. Obviously it was not a single one. For simple things, at least as it is now, Zuo Sifan is not at a disadvantage.

Looking at the panting young man in front of me, I also know that his current state is not as miserable as it appears, thinking that he can at least make three or five knives, and every cut may appear to him. Zuo Sifan was really tired of the key point.

In fact, no matter who it is, as long as he is in his current situation, he will be very annoying, and may even have other emotions.

As a scholar who came out of Yanling of the orthodox school of Confucianism, Zuo Sifan said that although his realm is not high, he can be regarded as a scholar who has seen the world, but now he is targeted by a monk from a small remote country, even at any time. All have the possibility of death, so how can he not be annoyed?

What's more, this young man is still a swordsman who doesn't want to see the three religions.

Zuo Sifan changed the cyan brush in his hand to his left hand. After thinking about what to write down to respond, he suddenly felt a gust of wind blowing, causing the big tent to sway from side to side. The young man with the hatchet didn’t know when He actually came in front of him and calmly looked at Zuo Sifan, who was basically unable to write anything with his right hand. After a moment of silence, Li Fuyao snapped it out.

This knife is indeed a shot.

The knife came very slowly. Zuo Sifan wouldn’t want to come and would not wait to die. He believed that he would be able to escape soon. But as soon as he raised his breath, the boy on the other side mocked and said: "Mr. Zuo, you know the word gentleman. What's the answer?"

The word gentleman gave Zuo Sifan's figure a pause, that is, a pause, and the aura that he had only raised in the Ling Mansion suddenly dissipated. Between the electric light and flint, his chest was Did not escape that shot.

Then the shot hit his chest firmly, so he flew upside down, even spitting out a big mouthful of blood in the air.

Li Fuyao didn't take advantage of the victory. He just watched Zuo Sifan fell to the ground and slowly went to the table over there to pick up the book, and then smiled and asked: "Mr. Zuo, there is no explanation for the word gentleman in the sage book? "

Killing the heart!

Zuo Sifan, who didn't get up immediately after falling to the ground, turned pale, with trembling lips. After sitting upright, Zuo Sifan glanced at the cyan writing brush in his hand, endured the intense pain in the spiritual house, and remembered When I walked into the academy before, the first lesson that the master of the academy gave was about the righteousness of a gentleman, and after all these years, I was determined to be a real gentleman, even his own magical instrument, then The cyan brushes were all named after the word gentleman, but when you think about it carefully, what you have done in these years can be regarded as a real gentleman. When he accepted the offerings in Yanling, he claimed to be different from other monks. Coming alone, disdain to interact with the rest of the people, but in fact, since leaving the school, when he came to Yanling, he was no longer a gentleman, and even more presumptuously that he still came to Luosanghe with the army of Chen Guo. , Actually want to help Yanling destroy this kingdom of Zhou.

Being bullying and bullying, what kind of behavior should a gentleman have?

Raising his head to look at Li Fuyao, Zuo Sifan said dejectedly: "Unexpectedly, at your young age, your eyes are already so venomous. Compared with you, Zuo's practice in these years is not worth mentioning."

Zuo Sifan didn't say everything, but Li Fuyao already knew it, and the meaning of it was simple, that is, he saw that he had a devil in his heart and used the word gentleman to disturb his mind.

Li Fuyao stood with his sword and calmly explained: "Mr. Zuo is a great talent in Yanling Academy, and he has set foot on the road more than ten years before me. Without some means, it is difficult to defeat Mr. "

Zuo Sifan laughed at himself: "It’s normal to walk slowly. It’s normal to be overtaken by you younger brothers, but you are so savvy that you shouldn’t be a teenager from a small remote country. If you were born in Luoyang City, it might happen. Now you and I can also call each other brothers."

"There are a lot of juveniles in Luoyang City that are brought into Yanling every year, but they can't pick out any outstanding talents, but they are the good seedlings encountered by the masters of the academic palace when they visit the mountains and rivers occasionally. It is considered to be a manufacturable material, Liangxi has a natural Dao species. His talent is really powerful. He has faintly become the first person in the young generation among the mountains and rivers. It is Yanling. Although there are several talented people, But no one can compare to that Taoist species. It's a pity to practice swords at your age. It's better to switch to Yanling, and you can go further on that road in the future."

Li Fuyao really did not expect that this scholar is not worried about his life until now, but he still wants to persuade him to go to the Yanling Academy.

Li Fuyao did not speak, and shook his head, which was regarded as a refusal.

At this moment, the young man with the knife lifted up the hatchet and asked softly: "Mr. Finished the last word?"

As far as Li Fuyao's eyes were, it was Zuo Sifan's left hand hiding behind him. The cyan brush wrote the last word on the uneven ground. When he stopped writing, it happened to be Li Fuyao who spoke. Time.

Li Fuyao is not a big one. He has to let Zuo Sifan finish writing that character. On the contrary, he does need some time to adjust the Qi machine in the spiritual house so that the Qi machine can run into the meridian afterwards.

So there is the last word written by Zuo Sifan.

Reason.

Zuo Sifan wrote a word of courtesy before, and now he writes another word of reason. Although the pronunciation of the two characters is the same, the content is quite different.

Rite is courtesy.

The reason is the truth.

After the word "li" took shape on the ground, it quickly turned into a green rainbow like the previous words, and swept straight towards Li Fuyao. Although it was not the first time Li Fuyao saw the Confucian monk's methods, he still felt that It’s a bit strange. The words that I have written before can drive countless blue silks, and the words written by this pen can even turn into a green rainbow. Although it seems that I have more power, but the Li Fuyao in front of him is obviously not easy for Li Fuyao. Coping.

Li Fuyao took a deep breath. The air in the Spirit Mansion was like a surging river, all gushing out, the whole person seemed to have infinite strength, and slashed on the green rainbow with one knife. Zuo Sifan didn't want to die, Li Fuyao naturally didn't want to.

Two people who don't want to die naturally want each other to die.

Qinghong intersected with the hatchet, and with a muffled grunt, the hatchet broke open again. Li Fuyao did not retreat but moved forward. He poured out all the vitality of the Spirit Palace, and the hatchet pushed forward abruptly. Cunyu, that is, this cunyu, let the cracks of the green rainbow spread like a spider web.

Soon it was separated by the hatchet.

The two broken green rainbows slammed into Li Fuyao's chest, causing the latter to sway, and then the young man carrying the hatchet spit out two mouthfuls of blood.

The green rainbow dissipated immediately.

Sifan Zuo, who was sitting on the ground, looked pale, and black blood began to flow from his ears, nose and eyes, looking very miserable.

He was thinking about opening his mouth to say something, but as soon as he opened his mouth, a lot of black blood vomited out of his mouth, making him speechless. Li Fuyao swallowed the blood in his throat and said softly, "I want to come to the last one. You couldn't write the words, so after you write them, not only did you fail to achieve the expected results, but instead made yourself into such a situation."

Zuo Sifan raised his head to look at Li Fuyao, his eyes were no longer as indifferent and calm as before, instead they were full of fear.

Li Fuyao put the hatchet full of gaps on Zuo Sifan’s neck, thinking carefully for a long time, thinking about what to say, but in the end he didn’t say anything, and wiped the hatchet across Zuo Sifan’s neck. .

The latter was holding his neck in horror, but still couldn't stop the blood from flowing out of his neck, and soon fell down, lost his breath, and completely cut off his vitality.

Li Fuyao glanced at the cyan brush, put the hatchet back on his back, blew out the oil lamp by the way, and walked out of the big tent.

The bright moon in the sky hung high in the sky, the bright moonlight was shining in the world, and on the open space outside the big tent, there was a group of soldiers of Chen Guo who had only experienced the attack of the Zhou people, but now they are just standing in place. Looking at the girl sitting on the high platform, almost no one noticed Li Fuyao's arrival.

Li Fuyao thinks this scene is really absurd. The green locust is a monk, but can a monk in the Qingsi realm really kill these tens of thousands of troops?

The answer is temporarily unknown, because this did not happen.

Looking at the very miserable Li Fuyao came to the open space, and shouted to the girl sitting on the high platform, "He is dead."

Qinghuai glanced at him, jumped down from the high platform, and joked: "Li Fuyao, you really came out, I have made plans for you to die inside, and I also want to meet your master next time. , I will run far away."

Li Fuyao ignored these words, just asked: "What about these people?"

Qinghuai turned around and smiled: "Would you like to kill?"

This sentence did not deliberately lower the voice. When I said it, the faces of the soldiers around me became pale. They couldn't afford to resist the girl who killed more than a dozen monks sent by the Yanling dynasty at every turn. Thoughts.

Li Fuyao smiled, turned and walked.

At this time, Qinghuai discovered that this guy had blood flowing from the sleeve to the palm of his hand, and then dripped to the ground.

Qinghuai don't go too far, don't know why, suddenly feel a little uncomfortable.

That feeling is really unspeakable in words, but she quickly attributed it to the guilt that Li Fuyao felt like this because she was too urgent.

Feeling the wound on his chest and the blood flowing out of his body, Li Fuyao walked forward with difficulty, ignoring anything else.

This young man carrying a hatchet at this moment is like a swordsman who has been in the mountains and rivers in those years.

He is indeed a swordsman.