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The heavy rain not only showed no sign of stopping, but there was a tendency to intensify. The small and remote mill still stood in the hazy mist and rain.

Mill in the rain

Misty rain

If there are literati and poets here, they might be able to be very popular in poetry, and perhaps they can leave behind good sentences that have been passed down through the ages.

Unfortunately, there are no literati and poetic people here at present, and there is no poetic and picturesque. Some are only cruel blood and cold corpses, silently telling that there was a tragic battle here.

Of course, in Duan Yu's opinion, the battle was somewhat inconsistent with the scene at that time. In his opinion, it should be considered a tragic massacre.

With Duan Yu's current vision, it is difficult to roughly judge the opponent's general strength from a person's mental outlook, let alone a unit, but this does not hinder his judgment of this short and tragic battle.

Now he is half a person in the martial arts world. He first walked along with Jiumozhi. Although the journey was bumpy and he couldn't help it, he followed Jiumozhi, intentionally or unintentionally and received a lot of information from the martial arts world. He had heard of Xixia Yipintang.

In Duan Yu's opinion, the first-class martial arts must be a bit boasting. Looking at the martial arts world nowadays, how many people are called first-class martial arts?

At least among the masters Duan Yu has seen, not many of them can be called first-class. Even his father, if he talks about martial arts alone, may not be able to enter the first-class ranks.

But since he dares to be called the First-Class, he can deal with the Beggar Sect led by his own big brother Qiao Feng for many years and has a reputation. Whether it is good or evil, it should be quite good. In terms of inferiority, it should be stronger than the Wuliang Sword Sect at the time. Moreover, although Duan Yu does not have a military formation, as the prince of Dali, he still has some necessary eyesight. As for the slaughter of the First-Class Warrior in front of him, Duan Yu feels that he is definitely not under the most elite imperial guards in Dali.

Although Dali is weak in primary and is at the bottom of the five countries today, it is not really an advantage except for the terrain factors. At least if the Imperial Guard is pulled out alone, it is probably no less than any strong army today.

Because in addition to being a Dali royal family, the Duan family in the eyes of many times, in the eyes of the Jianghu people, it is a super martial arts family with a long history. The secrets of martial arts may not be as good as the Shaolin Library, Langhuan Yu Cave or Shishui Pavilion, but it is definitely not much different. With such a foundation, it is not difficult to build an elite army.

But it was such an army that was no less than the Dali Imperial Army in Duan Yu's eyes. Here, he was slaughtered without even the chance to escape. The two people in front of him had the high martial arts skills and the ruthless methods for the first time that Duan Yu, who had just emerged, realized the cruelty of the world.

Mr. Murong, is it too much that the bloody smell that permeated the air made Duan Yu's face turn pale? The broken corpses on the ground made his stomach churn. He looked up and looked at Li Xuan and the other two who looked calm, as if they were not affected at all. Duan Yu's face was not good-looking.

Duan Yu believed in Buddhism. He emphasized the equality of all beings. He did not think that anyone had the right to deprive others of their lives at will. This has a lot to do with his family affairs. As the only descendant of this generation since childhood, he had no competitive pressure and was cared for by his father. He was booked as the successor of the Dali Kingdom earlier. It can almost be said that he had a smooth journey. Therefore, he developed a somewhat dull and pedantic personality. Although he was already half a person in the martial arts world, he often liked to talk about the Buddhist compassion.

Is there anyone? Li Xuan turned his head, looked Duan Yu up and down, and said earnestly: Mr. Duan, this is the world of martial arts, not a playhouse game. Sometimes, the so-called kindness is more terrifying than ruthlessness.

Duan Yu wanted to refute when he heard this, but when he glanced at the innocent young couple, he couldn't say what he said. At this time, he was no longer the boy who knew nothing on Wuliang Mountain. But at this moment, the scene at the moment was still a little difficult for him to accept.

Young Master, this should be the antidote to the grief and breeze. When Li Shan came back, he held the porcelain bottle he had found from the Xixia general in his hand.

What does Li Xuan lifted the bottle cap and sniffed it gently, and a foul odor poured in from his nose and instantly invaded his internal organs. Although there were records of the antidote for the sad and refreshing breeze in the original work, when he really experienced it, he almost threw away the bottle.

Qingying, this should be the antidote. I will try it for Yuyan and the others. I threw the porcelain bottle into the attic, and the stinky smell made me feel coquettish and resentful in the attic.

After a while, Wang Yuyan, who had finished dressing, walked down from the attic with Azhu Abi, and the coarse cloth thorn hairpins could not hide her peerless face. Without the ethereality of a fairy, she had a few different charms. Even Li Xuan, who had already seen the beauty, could not help but feel a shiny feeling in front of her eyes at this moment.

A beauty is a beauty. No matter what clothes a cousin wears, it is hard to hide his beauty. A smile floated on the corner of his mouth, and he entered the Tianlong plane and transformed into Murong Fu. The only one who satisfies him the most is probably this cousin with a full innate favorability.

Don’t talk nonsense, Mr. Duan is still here. Wang Yuyan said coquettishly, but a hint of shame appeared on her face.

Duan Yu felt inexplicably sad when he heard this. This sounded nothing, but he really regarded himself as an outsider. Although this was the case, it was the first time that his fairy sister completely rejected him in this insidious way. He still couldn't suppress the deep bitterness and loss in his heart. He said in a daze: Miss Wang is very beautiful.

Nodded slightly at Duan Yu, smiled reservedly to show his gratitude, but his eyes never left Li Xuan. Looking at Li Xuan who was frowning and thinking, Wang Yuyan said softly: Cousin, where should we go next

Let’s go to rescue the Beggars’ Sect first. Li Xuan raised the porcelain bottle in his hand. The Western Xia general had not only the antidote to the sad breeze, but also the sad breeze. The Murong family’s way of giving the same body should not be limited to martial arts.

Young Master, should we notify Qiao Feng, the leader of Qiao Gang Li Shan, and looked at Li Xuan and asked. Qiao Feng’s life experience has been exposed, and it is impossible to continue to be the leader of the Beggars’ Sect. There is no threat to his lord’s plan to master the Beggars’ Sect. Since the contradiction is eliminated, it is still difficult for most people to feel disgusted by this open and generous man.

When Duan Yu heard this, he couldn't help but burst into tears. Although he had not known each other for a long time, he admired his elder brother, and was still a bit of brotherly love. After all, the love between the people of this era for burning yellow paper and worshiping men is far less indifferent than modern times.

No need, with his personality, he will definitely go, just compete with him who can rescue the Beggars' Sect first. Li Xuan thought for a while and shook his head. Since he accepted Murong Fu's identity, he was standing on the same opposite to Qiao Feng. Although he would probably go with Qiao Feng's personality, he would probably go, but no matter him, the mentality of investing in the enemy is not desirable. Even if he had the idea of ​​drinking and talking to Qiao Feng in his heart, it was just an idea after all. Li Xuan did not think of taking action, otherwise he would not miss the good show in Songhe Tower, Wuxi City.

As for whom the credit for rescuing the Beggars' Sect will eventually fall, Li Xuan was not worried about this. After all, the competition was only three, he, Qiao Feng and Fan Yao, but no matter what, they will only be selected between him and Fan Yao in the end. As for Qiao Feng, he has been eliminated from the beginning. Even if he contributed the most to this rescue, he will still be instinctively avoided because of his identity.

People's hearts are such a wonderful thing. Once there is a crack, even if they are as close as brothers in the past, when they meet again, a thorn will always appear in their hearts. The final result is that most of them will be strangers when they meet or even seriously, they will turn against each other. When these problems rise to the height of the country and the nation, they will become completely unmediated conflicts.

From the moment Qiao Feng's identity as a Khitan was implemented, Qiao Feng's tragedy was inevitably formed. Although Juxianzhuang Shaolin Temple is still heroic, in the eyes of most Central Plains martial arts people, the heroic spirit has changed.

Miss Wang, Mr. Murong, and Brother Li, I am afraid that I can't continue walking with everyone. Duan Yu bowed to Wang Yuyan, his eyes full of bitterness, but at this moment, Wang Yuyan only had his cousin in his eyes. Duan Yu's infatuation is now destined to be left to waste. An unspeakable depression lingers in his heart, as if a mountain was pressing against his heart, making him unable to breathe.

Are you going to find the leader of the Qiao Gang Li Xuan nodded. He didn't have much surprise with Duan Yu's choice. When he came here, he was just because he still had fantasies about Wang Yuyan. Now, seeing Wang Yuyan and Li Xuan are inseparable, even if no one rushes him to stay here, even if he has already practiced chasing the girl to an extremely profound state, he is just to feel uncomfortable for himself.

It would be not too late to wait until the rain stopped before leaving. Wang Yuyan looked at the heavy rain outside as usual, and looked at Duan Yu in confusion.

No. Originally, there was a sense of excitement because of Wang Yuyan's attempt to stay, but then he turned his eyes to her cousin again, which made Duan Yu helpless and heartbroken. After a bitter smile, he refused Azhu and Abi's attempt to stay. Lingbo's microsteps were instantly moved to the extreme, leaving behind phantoms in the rain, and in the blink of an eye, it disappeared from a distance.
Chapter completed!