I created countless illusions

Chapter 154
The river water was fairly clear, lurking under the waves of the river, Yang Shou raised his head, and could see two figures meeting in mid-air, and an extremely violent collision occurred.

These two figures were naturally Liu Zhengfeng and the man in black.

It's just that Liu Zhengfeng lost in the end. During the fight, he was stabbed in the chest with a knife and was seriously injured.

But the man in black didn't feel well either.

Received Liu Zhengfeng's palm from the front.

Between the collisions, the water waves made even bigger waves.

The man in black was already injured, and finally led the crowd to retreat.

At this time, it is impossible not to retreat.

Qu Yang cleared the field with his sonic skills and cut off his minions. The man in black fought with Liu Zhengfeng and was injured at the same time.

If the battle continues, the winning rate is less than [-]%.

After the man in black retreated completely, Yang Shou pulled Yue Lingshan to the surface, and then climbed onto the boat along the knotted rope thrown down from the boat.

On the merchant ship, the injured Hengshan disciples were cleaning up the mess.

The corpses of some disciples who had died were also temporarily pushed to the back of the sun.

As for the corpses of the men in black, they were thrown into the water and allowed to sink into the waves.

Qu Yang and Liu Zhengfeng were both pale, sitting cross-legged in a corner of the merchant ship to heal their injuries.

On the surface, Liu Zhengfeng seemed to be injured more seriously.

But in fact, in order to maximize the power of the sound wave kung fu, Qu Yang reversed his mentality, and he has reached the point where his fuel is exhausted.

After approaching a stick of incense, the merchant ship docked.

Liu Zhengfeng opened his eyes, and seemed to temporarily suppress the injury.

"Let's all go ashore!"

"Go back to Hengshan, or go back to your hometown to start a small business."

"The goods and salutes on the ship are all divided among you. You don't need to leave anything for the old man." Liu Zhengfeng seemed to be in a state of confusion. These words were addressed to the living disciples.

Then he turned to look at Qu Yang.

At this time, Qu Yang was still practicing kung fu to heal his injuries, but his condition seemed to be getting worse and worse. His face had turned from pale to black and blue. Although there were bloodshot eyes at the corner of his mouth, he swallowed more blood.

It doesn't look like healing, more like a forced posture.

A group of Liu Zhengfeng's disciples naturally did not want to leave, and knelt down one after another, begging Liu Zhengfeng not to expel them.

However, Liu Zhengfeng sighed and said, "Brother Qu and I quit the rivers and lakes because we are tired, and you are just fledglings. If it were normal times, you could live in seclusion with us two old ghosts, and you could learn something. When you come out later, although Without the protection of the elders of the master sect, there are still some means to protect ourselves. Now that we can't protect ourselves, how can we protect you?"

"Following us will only waste your good time for nothing."

A disciple shouted: "Master! This disciple is willing to live in seclusion with the master, and only wants to serve the master for the rest of his life."

Liu Zhengfeng shook his head and just rushed away.

Others are old and refined, knowing that people's hearts are fickle.

Even if these disciples live and die with each other at this moment, not for fame and gain, they are willing to live in seclusion with them, it is indeed voluntary and sincere.

But after a long time, it is still inevitable to be lonely.

At that time, hatred arose again.

Liu Zhengfeng spoke out to drive them away, but those disciples who were determined to stay behind were not really that many, they were just following the crowd.

After one or two disciples chose to take some money, they kowtowed and got off the boat and left.

More disciples naturally left one after another.

After less than a stick of incense, the last disciple finally left the merchant ship reluctantly.

Apart from Qu Yang, Liu Zhengfeng, Yang Shou, and Yue Lingshan, the only ones left on the merchant ship at this moment were those Hengshan disciples who had died.

"Nephew Linghu, this time, the old man has troubled you." Liu Zhengfeng said to Yang Shou, with hesitation flickering in his expression.

Yang Shou immediately asked, "Is there something that Mr. Liu needs me to do?"

"I shouldn't have mentioned this matter, but now I have the audacity to ask you for help! Nephew Linghu! I need to trouble you to give the two of us a ride to find the murderous famous doctor Ping Yizhi." Liu Zhengfeng clasped his fists at Yang Shou .

Yang Shou immediately said: "Uncle Liu is too polite, you accepted my brother and sister on board without asking why, now you are in trouble, how can I just ignore it?"

As soon as Yang Shou finished speaking, Qu Yang, who had been closed all the time, suddenly 'woke up'.

He looked at Liu Zhengfeng, shook his head slowly, and then spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Liu Xiandi! You have quit the arena!"

"To find a famous murderer doctor, you have to kill for him. If you kill someone, you will step into the turmoil of the world again. The grievances and resentments in the world will be entangled with you again. Why do you have to come out of the world again and become a laughing stock for me?" Qu Yang said.

Liu Zhengfeng said: "Brother Qu! Why do you and I need to talk about this again?"

Qu Yang said: "Since we are withdrawing from the Jianghu, where is it not to be at ease? What about life and death? If you are proud of the Jianghu, you should be proud of life and death."

"Liu Xiandi, we still haven't finished playing a song."

"Why don't you finish playing this song?"

Liu Zhengfeng was taken aback for a moment, then nodded.

Then he turned to Yang Shou and said, "Young Hero Linghu! It was the old man who talked too much just now."

"We met by chance, so let's part ways!"

As he spoke, he handed over a roll of sheet music.

"This is the song of Swordsman, it's the painstaking effort of Brother Qu and I, if we meet a suitable person in the future, I'll trouble you to send this score, it's not a waste of both of my painstaking efforts."

"Also...be careful with your master, Yue Buqun."

After finishing speaking, he raised his palm and sent Yang Shou and Yue Lingshan ashore.

Then flicked the sleeve robe, the cable was disconnected, and the merchant ship left the shore again, drifting away into the distance.

On the river, the sound of piano, Xiao and singing resounded chicly again.

It's just that compared to the previous free and easy, free and easy, there is a little more arrogance of liberation and ignoring life and death.

Gradually, only the sound of Xiao was left on the river, and there was no sound of piano or singing.

Xiao's voice echoed alone on the river, like a lone goose mourning in the clouds.

Yue Lingshan turned her head and buried her head on Yang Shou's shoulder: "Senior Qu... Has Senior Qu already...?"

Yang Shou stroked her hair without making a sound.

It took a turn of the head.

There was an explosion on the river.

The whole ship was on fire.

The burning boat drifted away along the river, and gradually disappeared into the mist that shrouded the river.

Standing on the bank full of reeds, Yang Shou and Yue Lingshan watched for a long time.

After all, it was Yang Shou who pulled Yue Lingshan and said, "Let's go! We still need to meet up with Master and Junior Brothers."

"After the confluence, we will return to Mount Hua."

The accidents one after another have washed away the youthfulness and impetuosity of the two after they first came down the mountain.

At this time, they really felt the impermanence of life and death in the world.

The life that was fresh, comfortable, and with a distinctive personality just a moment ago will completely disappear soon.

There's no time for melancholy.

The two began to travel day and night, rushing to the Miao area.

At the same time, the news that the Sunflower Book appeared and was carried by two Huashan disciples had already spread throughout Jianghu and Wulin.

A large number of people in the rivers and lakes began to search for the traces of the two, wanting to snatch this rumored peerless magic skill that made Dongfang Bubai the best in martial arts for a while.

(End of this chapter)