From the sword of the third master

Chapter 62

——October [-]th, Youshi, outside Mianyang City, under the river bridge, in the maple forest, come with your sword.

Now the challenge book is in Xie Xiaofeng's hands.

This is the typical tone of Yan Shisan.

Yan Shisan may not have read too many books, and his handwriting is not pretty, but it has a certain power.

A kind of power that looks at the world with disdain, and who can give it to me.

Xie Xiaofeng's heart was beating wildly.

This feeling is very complicated: like a long-lost old friend coming face to face, and like being entangled in the throat by a giant python, joy mixed with deep fear, relief, but creepy.

Everyone has their own living environment.

Different environments create different personalities.

Xie Xiaofeng was not afraid of dying under Yan Shisan's sword, what he was really afraid of was humiliating his family.

He can die in this battle, but he can never lose!
Xie Xiaofeng stood on the ground, searching all around with his eyes, he desperately needed a good sword, but unfortunately, there was none in the secret room.

Ever since, Xie Xiaofeng pulled out his belt.

Pure black belt, the material is very soft.

His hands trembled slightly, as if being poured into flesh and blood, the soft waistband suddenly became straight, straight as a sword.

A sword swung out, like a dark cloud covering the sun.

It seems slow and fast, virtual and real, moving and still, far and near.

Dark clouds are everywhere, sometimes erratic, sometimes thick, it carries thousands of changes, almost beyond the limit of human ability.

Although it was just an ordinary belt, in Xie Xiaofeng's hands, it was already better than all other murderous weapons.

Xie Xiaofeng's movements became slower and slower.

Finally, he thrust out his sword slowly, pointing at the oil lamp in the corner.

Because he is almost "stationary", there is no wind in the secret passage.

"Pfft... pfft..."

The flames five feet away trembled, as if howling in a strong wind, and then suddenly went out! ! !

The light disappeared, and the surroundings were completely plunged into darkness.

Xie Xiaofeng stood motionless in the darkness, not knowing what he was thinking.It took a long, long time before he smoothed out the softened belt and tied it around his waist again.

At this time, there was a sound outside.

It seems that someone opened a secret passage and walked down step by step.

Is it Qualcomm?

Xie Xiaofeng smiled, quickly found the fire pocket, and lit the oil lamp again.

The footsteps gradually approached, but Xie Xiaofeng's expression changed.

Because he saw Murong Qiudi!

A light-hearted person, dressed in white clothes, with a light smile on his face.

Some people are fearful like snakes and scorpions, saying that she is an underground ghost, while others throw themselves to the ground and say that she is a fairy in the sky, but Murong Qiudi is Murong Qiudi, no matter what others say, she doesn't care.

15 years.

In the long 15 years, 15 painful years, how many life and death alternations, how many vicissitudes have changed?

But Murong Qiudi didn't seem to have changed.

That's what she seemed to be when he first met her 15 years ago.

Xie Xiaofeng couldn't help asking himself: How much have I changed?Where did the former third young master go?
Neither of them spoke.

They kept their distance and stared at each other.

The relationship between the two is like this, seemingly close yet far away, unpredictable.

Murong Qiudi was the first to break the calm, and said, "You don't seem surprised that I found this place?"

Xie Xiaofeng has long learned to hide his emotions, especially in front of her.

"Mianyang City is almost being searched, only Qualcomm's house escaped. This is nothing more than 'darkness under the lights'. With your means, you will find it sooner or later."

Murong Qiudi nodded.

—— Xie Xiaofeng's mind naturally needless to say, otherwise, how could she have risked herself for her lover back then?

If it's just because of his extraordinary swordsmanship, it's hard to impress himself.

Xie Xiaofeng asked: "Is there someone around Qualcomm?"

Murong Qiudi smiled without saying a word.

She avoided this topic, and turned to look at the environment: "It's not bad, it's quite spacious down here. I thought the place you lived was a kennel, but I didn't expect it to be better than a kennel."

Xie Xiaofeng said lightly: "Don't talk too much, you are here to kill me, right?"

"Oh?"

"You have exhausted all your tricks and spent so much effort. If you don't kill me, are you here to chat?"

Murong Qiudi rarely showed the posture of a child, and said angrily: "We have known each other for 15 years, have you ever heard that I personally killed someone?"

Xie Xiaofeng said: "It seems not."

"Yeah."

Murong Qiudi said: "I came here today, just to see you, and to give you something by the way."

"what?"

Since entering the secret passage, Murong Qiudi kept her left hand behind her back, until now she turned her hand over, revealing a long object.

The object was about four feet long and was wrapped in a black cloth.

Xie Xiaofeng's body trembled, and he moved, "This is... my sword?"

"Ah."

Xie Xiaofeng snatched the sword into his hand like lightning, and held it tightly, like a drunk on the verge of death grabbing a wine jar, his brows were filled with joy.

Murong Qiudi said softly: "Yan Shisan has found his sword in Lushui Lake, and I will send yours too, so that you can focus on fighting with your best state."

Xie Xiaofeng quickly recovered, and he spoke in a questioning tone: "Just ask me, why are things from my Xie family in your hands?"

Murong Qiudi said: "I have good intentions. I sent someone to pay a visit to the old owner Xie. It's fine if you don't appreciate it, but you even blamed him? Hmph, what a cruel person!"

Xie Xiaofeng didn't like this at all: "Have you ever sent someone to the Excalibur Villa?"

Murong Qiudi said: "Yes."

"Father, can you tell me something?"

"Indeed."

"What did he say?"

"He said, 'I've let it go, you haven't let it go'?"

In an instant, the corners of Xie Xiaofeng's eyes became hot, and he almost shed tears.

200 years of wind and rain, 200 years of glory, the reputation of our ancestors, and the burden of reality, how can we just let it go?Now he is like a donkey pulling a mill, he can only keep going until he dies.

"My father... is he in good health?"

"Since you left, Master Xie has become increasingly haggard. Recently, he accidentally contracted lung disease. It is said that he has a severe cough."

Xie Xiaofeng looked miserable and remained silent.

After a long time, he said: "I understand."

"What do you understand?"

Xie Xiaofeng sneered and said: "Miss Murong really doesn't have to do it herself if she wants to get rid of a person. You 'kindly' sent my saber here just to use Yan Shisan. Yan Shisan is not what it used to be. There's a good chance it will kill me."

Murong Qiudi was very surprised: "You actually look at me like this?"

Xie Xiaofeng said: "Otherwise? Are you doing everything to make us reunite, and then you will be like other women, washing clothes and cooking at home? Forget it, Murong, I have known you since I was 17 years old." , I know better than anyone what exactly you want."

"What do I want?"

Xie Xiaofeng said: "Your ambitions have already been revealed, so you don't need to say more? How did you write that sentence, oh, 'The world is dark, and I am the only one respected'!"

Murong Qiudi's face gradually became paler and colder.

"That's why you left me without saying goodbye back then?"

"There is indeed this factor. But the main reason is that I am ruthless and unjust, and I don't want to be responsible."

"Tsk tsk, in middle age, the third young master finally understands. Hearing the phrase 'ruthless and unrighteous' makes people feel very emotional."

Xie Xiaofeng shut his mouth.

In his youth, he knew exactly how many ridiculous things he did.

Murong Qiudi didn't want to continue the topic just now.

"When is the battle between you and Yan Shisan scheduled?"

——No matter what kind of trouble they make, Murong Qiudi is the mother of the child after all. If she dies in battle, the child must have a place to worship.

Xie Xiaofeng didn't say anything, just sent the challenge letter over.

Murong Qiudi looked it over and nodded.

"Under the river bridge, in the maple forest, well, it's a good place, and no one will leave regrets when they die. Good luck, goodbye."

She left without hesitation.

Xie Xiaofeng clenched his fist behind him, and said shyly, "Xiao, where did Xiao Di go?"

"I don't know either. If you are lucky enough to survive, you might as well find it yourself. This child is very pitiful. He is nothing more than a heartbroken man in the end of the world."

Heartbroken man, at the end of the world?
The sound of footsteps has gone away.

Xie Xiaofeng was still standing there, his shoulders were trembling inexplicably, and finally he couldn't control his emotions, tears were streaming down.

……

Also on this night.

A group of people reached Mianyang by waterway.

There were probably more than 30 of these people, all men with bulging temples.

They are agile, walk fast, and carry a heavy iron box behind them...

　PS: I suddenly received a notice that it should be on the shelves this Friday. This happened too fast, and I was a little confused.Those who can see here, I believe they are all handsome and long-lasting good guys, I hope to support one or two at that time, and ask for a first order.Well, I wish you guys a good night.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)