magic whistle

Chapter 342, Xifeng Xingxia

In the middle of the moon, traveling far and wide, among thousands of mountains and rivers, there is a carriage slowly moving forward under the moonlight.A beautiful couple sat in the carriage.The mountain road is rugged, and the carriage is constantly bumping.The moonlight sprinkled on the earth, blending with the loess, glowing with a little silver light. The carriage is two war horses, so walking on this bumpy hillside is struggling to walk.The two of them were at ease in the mother's car, looking happy and harmonious.The sound of howling wolves came from both sides of the mountain road.Ordinary people would have been scared out of their wits, but the two people in the carriage seemed to ignore it.The two were still talking and laughing happily, and continued to drive the carriage forward.At this time, under the moonlight, a white-clothed swordsman appeared. The swordsman was an old Confucian scholar with a quiet and elegant face. He stood in front and sighed slightly.Even if someone blocked in front, the carriage moved forward slowly, completely ignoring the person in front of him.The swordsman took a look and drew his sword slowly, not very fast, only the sound of "dang dang" was heard.Seeing the carriage approaching, the white-clothed swordsman jumped up, and quickly drew out the long sword in his hand, stabbing the person in the carriage.I saw the man in white sitting on the carriage.The man stood up quickly, quickly raised his palms, and struck out with both palms. The visitor was originally majestic, but who knew that the third son Wei Xun would knock him down with his palm power with one move.The visitor is unable to stabilize and is about to fall, when he is about to fall.The visitor did some backflips several times.After turning over again and again, the white-clothed swordsman made a "whoosh" and landed on a dead tree.Seeing the carriage stop, the white-clothed swordsman kicked off the big tree with his back foot, and rushed forward like an arrow flying from his bow.At this moment, Wei Xun, the third young master who was sitting in the carriage, turned over and threw out the iron fan in his hand. The iron fan spun in mid-air like a vortex and hurricane.The iron fan whirled forward in mid-air, and the white-clothed swordsman raised his long sword, swung it again and again, and pushed the iron fan aside.The iron fan was pushed away by the long sword in the white swordsman's hand.The third son Wei Xun turned over again in the air, and when he jumped, he was as light as a sound.Grabbing the iron fan, he turned forward again, and jumped in front of the white-clothed swordsman. The white-clothed swordsman quickly drew out his sword. It never occurred to him that the third son Wei Xun's moves were like lightning.In the flash, the swordsman in white was wounded and fell to the ground.The white-clothed swordsman was wounded, and no one knew how the third son Wei Xun made his move, but this move was astonishing, and it was shocking.The white-clothed swordsman clenched the long sword in his hand, and there was a hint of ferocity on his face.With wrinkles all over his face, the third son Wei Xun walked forward slowly.The white-clothed swordsman stepped forward quickly, stabbing the third son Wei Xun's back with his sword.The sword passed over the body of the third son, a flash of light and shadow flashed, and the third son Wei Xun disappeared.The swordsman in white was triumphant, and he raised his sword and walked towards Li Fian.After a few steps, he stopped suddenly, with cold sweat on his forehead, turned around and saw that the third son Wei Xun was standing behind him safe and sound.The white-clothed swordsman was taken aback, and almost fell down in fright.The third son Wei Xun jumped over the top of the white-clothed swordsman, and got on the carriage lightly.Drink two steeds and move forward slowly.The third son, Wei Xun, waved his hand in the air, and a line of words appeared on the ground, "There is no distinction between right and wrong, why don't you go back and visit Wuliu." The swordsman in white was shocked and froze on the spot.The carriage disappeared into the moonlight.The swordsman in white turned around and walked forward slowly, staggering, step by step.The carriage continued to move forward in the night, the road ahead was far away, I don't know how many ways to go.

Under the shadow of the moon in the middle of the night, by the bonfire, Chen Wanman sat on one side coldly. After thinking for a while, she got up and thought: "It's really abominable, the third son Wei Xun must be in the carriage, and Li Fei'an is really powerful."

Chen Wanman stood up, fixed her eyes on the skinny old man who got out of the car just now, stayed there for a moment, raised her head and walked forward.Mr. Lei immediately stood up and said, "Girl, where is this going?"

Chen Wanman said in a deep voice: "You and the ghost scholar are keeping an eye on the old man, it seems that the old man is not an ordinary person."

After Chen Wanman finished speaking, she turned over and left quickly.

Changsun Yan'er got up and saw the two leave after a while, and said with a smile: "It's really strange, these two people left one after another tonight."

Guimou Scholar said: "I don't think this is very strange, it's because the third son Wei Xun has already appeared, and he is in the carriage."

When Changsun Yan'er heard this, she also jumped up, turned over again and again, strode forward, and leaped out.

Guimou Scholar nodded and said: "It's really strange, why do all the women in the world like the third son Wei Xun and others."

Chen Wanman ran after her, and saw a person jumping wildly in front of her, and stepped forward.Chen Wanman stepped forward and asked, "You can see a carriage passing by."

The white-clothed swordsman had hair all over his hair, and he couldn't stop laughing.Chen Wanman said "Hey".Seeing the rut marks in the dust, I was overjoyed and chased forward.Changsun Yan'er caught up and saw the white-clothed swordsman looking crazy. She stopped and said to herself, "What a waste! I told you to wait here for Li Fian, why didn't you respond to Li Fian?"

Chen Wanman flew northwest for a long time, but there was no trace of the carriage, only the ruts of the carriages appeared on the ground.

(End of this chapter)