Xia do not stay

Chapter 216
The next day.

When dawn broke and the red sun and golden light drove away the remaining night, Gu Yang woke up from his trance.

He bathed in incense, changed into white clothes, carried a sword on his back, and walked alone.

But as soon as the door was opened, four bright smiling faces appeared under the warm sunshine.

Qiao Yuntian, Nangongxuan, Jingxin, and Linghujing were standing in the courtyard. The four came here at some unknown time, and there were dewdrops on their clothes.

Gu Yang's heart warmed, they had already come at night, they just didn't want to disturb his practice, and at the same time kept vigil for him, in case people from the bloody building came to sneak attack.

On the eve of the decisive battle, the mind is the easiest to float, and it is also the best time for the killer to attack. Even if he fails, if he can hurt Gu Yang by one point, he will win.

But the killers looked at the five silent figures outside the courtyard, and finally chose to retreat.

Gu Yang didn't say any words of gratitude, the five met each other with a smile, they haven't seen each other for half a year, they chatted happily in the capital, and enjoyed their friendship and enmity, as if it was just yesterday.

Just looking at the silver between Gu Yang's temples, Qiao Yuntian and others sighed in their hearts, it was a bit complicated.

They are all rare young heroes in the Jianghu, among which Gu Yang is undoubtedly the best, but perhaps God is jealous of the talents, the one with the most outstanding talents has more burdens.

Qiao Yuntian handed over a jar of spirits and said, "Don't talk too much, I wish my second brother the best of luck!"

On the eve of the decisive battle, one should have recuperation with peace of mind. Alcohol will slow down one's reaction, and for peerless masters like Gu Yang and Yan Qingya, the victory or defeat is often in an instant.

But Gu Yang had no doubts, nor any hesitation, he raised the wine jar with one hand and drank it down in one gulp, the wine wet his white clothes, and the smell of the wine washed away the incense on his body.

He smashed the wine jar and said with a smile, "Have fun!"

"Ding, congratulations to the player for drinking the famous wine "Fierce Dragon Yin". Within three hours, the attack will increase by 10%, and the defense will increase by 10%!"

Gu Yang was stunned, only felt that his whole body was churning with energy and blood, and he was extremely energetic, wishing to raise his head to the sky and howl.

"Big brother..."

Qiao Yuntian smiled and said: "Stop being a daughter, beheading Yan Qingya is such a pleasure, how can you not drink fine wine? This wine is my master's respect for you."

Gu Yang's eyes lit up, and he said, "Senior Hong's injury healed?"

"Okay, the master is here too, protecting you in secret and ensuring that no one else will interfere during the contest."

Jing Xin stepped forward to ask for credit: "And me and me, second brother, I brought the master here, if he dares not come, I will tell the abbot and uncle about him peeking at Jin Pingmei!"

In the void, an old cough suddenly sounded.

Gu Yang smiled slightly, then cupped his fists in the southeast direction, and said, "Thank you Xuanji Divine Monk!"

Everyone was startled, because they didn't notice Xuanji's position, but Gu Yang obviously knew it very well.

Gu Yang glanced at Nangong Xuan, this fourth brother is not simple, just now he also glanced to the southeast direction, apparently also aware of it, just stood quietly, not saying a word.

The violin case behind him made Gu Yang faintly startled, presumably it was the magic weapon Fuxiqin.

"Second brother, how good is your martial arts now? I could see your back in the past, but now it's great, you've surpassed everything!"

"You don't know, those boys from the Huashan School pester me every day to ask about you, and my master's daughter even said that you will not marry in the future, which made my master's face black!"

Linghu Jing stepped forward with his sword in his hand, and punched Gu Yang, seemingly resentful, but actually teasing.

Gu Yang laughed loudly and said, "If I remember correctly, your master's daughter should only be four or five years old this year."

"How about it, second brother, are you sure? If not, let's go, go to our Huashan faction to hide, and say that I kidnapped you."

Gu Yang knew that she was quick to talk and never liked to follow the rules, so he shook his head and smiled: "Actually, I also want to know how strong I am now."

……

To the southeast, in a roast chicken shop.

Hong Sanxiao gnawed on the chicken butt, his mouth dripping with oil.

He said to Xuanji, who was sitting on pins and needles: "Old monk, you are a bird's egg. When we were young, you were the best at playing. The little monk only knew that you had the principal Jin Ping Mei in your room, but he didn't know that it was the original Jin Ping Mei." , and you, Xuanji Divine Monk, once had a pen name known to the world, what is Lanling Xiao..."

Xuanji stuffed a chicken butt into his mouth, and said angrily: "That's all in the past, now I quit, Xuanji is just Xuanji!"

Hong Sanxiao sighed suddenly, and said: "Yes, it's all over, we're all old, what a formidable future generation!"

Xuan Ji also sighed: "Gu Yang... I can't see through it anymore, just now he looked at me from a distance, and he almost caused my golden bell mask to work by itself."

Hong San smiled and patted the table and said: "Such a genius, but also full of chivalry, even if the old beggar risked his life, he must not let anything happen to him today!"

Xuanji nodded and said, "The rest are fine, but if Han Jue makes a move, you and I may not be able to stop it in time."

Hong Sanxiao didn't speak. Han Jue's earth-shattering killing swordsmanship left a deep impression on him.

When the two were silent, the shopkeeper came in and said angrily: "You two, you dare to be lazy, hurry up and wash the dishes for me!"

Hong Sanxiao and Xuan Ji, the two masters of the first generation, stood up in embarrassment immediately, and then brushed the dishes swiftly.

"Old beggar, it's all your fault, you still treat me to dinner if you don't have money."

"Hey, you are a dignified Shaolin monk, you don't bring money when you go out?"

"You stinky beggar!"

"Old bald donkey!"

……

This time, Han Jue didn't take his apprentice with him on a dense forest path that was rarely visited, but walked slowly alone.

He still wears half a mask, his eyes are dead silent.

Suddenly, he stopped, and the Seven Killing Sword clanged in the box.

There was a gun in front of him, a sharp gun that shook the sky and shook the ground. With just one glance, Han Jue knew that the man in front of him was difficult to kill.

Qin Rushuang stood with a gun in plain clothes and black armor, staring at Han Jue with black eyes.

Before the two great masters fought, Qi Ji had scared away countless birds and beasts.

"Those who know that I'm going to go this way, there should be no more than three people in the Building of Blood and Rain."

Han despaired at Qin Rushuang, and said lightly, "I already know who the traitor is. You have buried this nail for a long time, so it's not a pity to expose it like this?"

Qin Rushuang smiled slightly, and said: "It's not a pity, who told me that a man likes to show off, and I also want to understand one thing."

"what's up?"

"Why does the Bloody Wind and Blood Rain Tower spare no effort to help the Baishengmeng? You, the god of killing Han Jue, want to personally kill a person who has not entered the Grandmaster realm."

"Collect people's money and help them eliminate disasters."

"Baishengmeng can't afford this price."

Qin Rushuang smiled faintly, and said confidently: "Unless you and Yan Qingya know each other, you have another relationship, such as... the underworld."

Han Jue was expressionless.

"Your eyes didn't fluctuate, but your killing intent moved."

Qin Rushuang smiled and said, "It seems that I guessed right."

Han Jue drew out the Seven Killing Sword, the strong murderous aura almost condensed into a sea of ​​blood, and Qin Rushuang could smell the strong smell of blood.

"You want to kill me?" she asked.

"Try it."

"It's a coincidence, so am I."

……

(End of this chapter)