Zongwu: Our Rivers and Lakes

Chapter 149 Goodbye in Jianghu
The corners of Long Peng's lips curled into a smile, with a sarcastic expression on his face, "After master Yue practiced the "Evil Resisting Sword Art", he didn't expect his tone to be so loud, and he wasn't afraid that Feng Da would flash his tongue."

"What "Evil Resisting Sword Art", you devil should not pour dirty water on Yue here, watch the sword!!"

A murderous intent flashed across Yue Buqun's eyes when he heard the words, the long sword lay across his chest, and only heard the crisp sound of "choking—" He drew out his cold light three inches, and shouted, "Junior Sister, do it!"

"Brother..."

Ning Zhong raised his hand, before he finished speaking, Yue Buqun rushed out, causing snowflakes to roll.

"This…"

Looking at the two wrestling together, Ning Zhong sighed with a complicated expression.

Long Peng's martial art is more than ten times better than Yue Buqun's. Although he can't show his full strength now, relying on his physique and 30 years of innate energy, he still has the upper hand and can fight with ease.

After Yue Buqun practiced "Evil Resisting Swordsmanship" in his own palace, his sword moves and movements were so fast that it was difficult for ordinary people to see his movements clearly. With the long sword in his hand, the dance was airtight, like electricity. Rainbow, for a moment, it seemed that the snowflakes in the sky contained a sharp sword energy.

pity.

Long Peng is faster than him! !

Using a branch that was broken at random, the danger of being smoked by Yue Buqun appeared all over the place in a short while.

"Junior Sister, what are you waiting for?!"

Yue Buqun turned his head and yelled, he didn't expect to just look back, he was kicked in the chest with such force that he flew backwards, and spit out a mouthful of blood mist.

"Senior Brother!!"

Ning Zhong was stunned for a moment, she didn't expect that her senior brother would be defeated suddenly, she no longer hesitated, stepped forward, pulled out her long sword in the night sky, and fell with the snow in the sky, holding the sword and standing on the dragon canopy In front of him, Jiao scolded, "If you dare to be presumptuous, don't blame me for being rude!!"

"Ah……"

Long Peng chuckled twice, with a flick of his wrist, he picked up a sword flower from the branch, then flicked it casually, inserted it into the mud and snow, and said lightly, "Since Lady Ning has spoken, Long will give you some face." .”

"Ningxia, let's go."

Ning Zhong pursed his lips and leaned over to help Yue Buqun up, "Senior brother, his martial arts are too high, even if it matches the strength of you and me, I'm afraid he is not an opponent."

Yue Buqun gritted his teeth and said nothing, with a particularly rich expression on his face. He tightly held the long sword in his hand and nodded slowly.

Ning Zhong breathed a sigh of relief, it wasn't that she was afraid of death, it was just that she had no intention of fighting Long Peng.

Ning Zhong supported Yue Buqun, turned around and left, in the middle she turned her head and looked behind her, Long Peng smiled at her indifferently, she was slightly startled, her eyes were a bit complicated.

The two of Yue Buqun walked for a while, and stopped beside a bluestone.

"Brother, please sit down and adjust your breath for a while."

"Okay...cough cough cough..."

Yue Buqun nodded, clutched his chest, sat down slowly, coughed for a while, coughed up bloody phlegm, and felt better.

"call……"

Yue Buqun adjusted his breath for a while, spit out a mouthful of long white clothes, and his pale complexion also improved.

"Junior Sister, this demon may have heard the news that our Huashan faction is going to participate in the Songshan Conference, and sneaked in this time, probably trying to harm our Huashan faction."

"This……"

Ning Zhongze frowned, "Brother, are you worrying too much?"

"It's better to worry about everything than to be careless!" Yue Buqun's eyes were cold.

"Brother, what do you mean..."

"Hum..."

Yue Buqun sneered for a while, with a gloomy and terrifying expression, but Ning Zhong felt strange, and her heart felt cold for a while.

"Junior Sister, when I fought against him just now, I noticed that his complexion was faintly blue, and although his martial arts are strong, he has the feeling of being strong outside but capable in the middle. I think the rumors in the Jianghu are not groundless. Seriously injured!"

Ning Zhong frowned, puzzled, "Even if he's not as good as before, it's not like you and I are invincible..."

"Junior sister, who said we should do it? Didn't you forget those people half a month ago?"

Ning Zhong was startled, "Brother, you mean Senior Hong and the others, but isn't he still recovering from his injuries?"

Yue Buqun didn't reply, but stared sideways at Ning Zhongze with a dim light in his eyes.

"Junior Sister, how did the devil escape from your hands when he was seriously injured?"

Ning Zhong was stunned, stood up, and said coldly, "Brother, don't you suspect that I have colluded with the Demon Sect?!"

Yue Buqun fell silent, and so did Ning Zhong. The two of them remained silent for a long time, and the atmosphere was somewhat depressed.

Ever since Yue Buqun left the palace and blamed Linghu Chong for the "Evil Resisting Sword Manual".

There is an invisible thorn in the hearts of the two of them, and the thorn cannot be pulled out.

This thorn is usually difficult to find, but it exists.

The thorn may not hurt much at first, but as time goes by, the wound becomes inflamed and the pain becomes more and more painful.

Ever since Yue Buqun made a choice that violated Ning Zhongze's chivalrous morality, the relationship between the two has been irreversible.

Like a thorn that cannot be pulled out, it will only become more and more painful.

"Junior Sister, let's go down the mountain."

"it is good."

Yue Buqun opened his mouth to break the suffocating silence, and after getting the answer, he turned and walked down the mountain.

Ning Zhong went down the mountain with him, but her eyes seemed to be a little red.

……

Snow has become smaller unconsciously.

Huashan is shrouded in a layer of mist like clouds and smoke. Wherever you see, there is a vast expanse of whiteness, just like a fairyland on earth.

"Who!!"

Long Peng, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, suddenly opened his eyes and looked towards the place where the sound came from.

But seeing a dart inserted into the big tree beside Longpeng, he pressed a note tightly on it.

Long Peng frowned, raised his hand and took it off. The writing on it was beautiful instead of heroic, and the words "Danger, go down the mountain quickly" were written on it. He was slightly startled, thought for a while, and laughed loudly towards the front , "Thank you for your reminder!"

quiet--

No one answered, and in this mountain forest, Long Peng could only hear the sound of howling wind and snow for a moment.

"Ha ha……"

Long Peng chuckled twice, his ears twitched for a while, and said with a smile, "Since the heroine doesn't want to show up, Long won't force it. See you again!"

As the words fell, he glanced at the morning light in the eastern sky, grabbed the hand casually, shattered the note in his hand, and walked up the mountain.

"Why don't you listen to persuasion, kid?"

Before Long Peng had gone far, a sigh came from behind him, but he saw a beautiful woman in purple clothes with a long sword in her hand, coming out from behind a towering old tree, with a somewhat helpless expression on her face.

"Nvxia Ning, why are you willing to come out?" Long Peng smiled, looking very kind.

"Zhixuan, you...forget it..."

Ning Zhong took a deep look at Long Peng, shook his head, walked down the mountain, and said, "Zhixuan, listen to my advice and go down the mountain quickly."

Looking at her receding back,

Long Peng pursed his lips, took out the quick caramel from the inner pocket of his sleeve, and chewed it slowly, with a complicated expression on his face.

In fact, Long Peng and Yue Buqun met each other in Chongyang Palace in Zhongnan Mountain a long time ago.

At that time, Long Peng was still called Lin Zhixuan.

He was still a silly boy who didn't know how to fight back when he was beaten.

That day.

After Yue Buqun and his wife left, Zhao Zhijing was punished by Wang Chuyi and ordered him to face the wall and think about his mistakes, and Long Peng lived a good life for a few days.

Unfortunately, this good day did not last long.

Zhao Zhijing was narrow-minded and had a strong desire for revenge. After Wang Chu retreated again and again, Long Peng's good days came to an end.

He didn't remember being beaten for a few days, he only remembered that a good-looking aunt gave him a caramel.

The caramel is very sweet, but unfortunately, there is only one.

...

...

Long Peng was walking on the narrow and precipitous long sky plank road, with the abyss under his feet. He looked calm, ignored everything, moved like the wind, and walked across the plank road in a short while.

Time turns, and a round of red sun slowly climbs up from the sea of ​​clouds, illuminating everything.

Put it far away.

Long Peng suddenly felt a palpitating breath of death coming like a torrential river. Wherever he passed, the wind and snow were silent, and he was overwhelmed by the terrifying death. He stopped and looked up, "Yan Shisan , did he realize it?"

Thinking about the cliff.

The wind is still there, and the snow is still there.

Yan Shisan raised his head to the sky and screamed, the veins on his neck bulged, and the evil spirit tattooed on his face seemed to come to life at this moment, but seeing him jumping into the air with one step, his figure seemed to split into endless phantoms, heading towards the snow. kill the old man.

"well!!"

Feng Qingyang's beard and hair danced wildly, his eyes were scarlet, and he was a little excited. He clapped his palms in front of his chest, and faced the difficulty with an unparalleled sharp illusory sword.

a time.

The wind and snow dance wildly on the top of the cliff, except for two streamers of light, one black and one white, there is no human figure to be seen.

a long time.

Long Peng came to the top of the cliff and took a deep breath. The 720 acupoints around his body gushed out ferocious true energy, forming a body-protecting true energy outside the body, blocking the sword energy in the sky.

click -

With the slight breaking sound, two streamers of light, one black and one white, stopped on the top of the cliff and fell heavily to the ground.

The snow fluttering all over the sky stopped for a moment, and shot out in all directions, nailing into the rock wall of the mountain.

Long Peng raised his hand and brushed out gusts of true energy, swept away the snow that was nearly one person tall, and walked towards the two of them, and soon he saw the two standing opposite each other.

"You are..."

Before Long Peng finished speaking, he saw Feng Qingyang fell heavily on the snowy ground, with a sword wound remaining on his chest, blood was still oozing out, staining the pure white snow red.

Yan Shisan staggered, half kneeling on the ground with his sword in hand, panting heavily.

Long Peng was stunned for a moment, "This... Old Senior Feng is dead?"

Yan Shisan supported his body with the Bone Poison Sword, looked up at the rising red sun, and said hoarsely, "Dead..."

heard.

Long Peng fell silent. After a long while, he sighed and asked, "Have you completed your Fourteen Swords?"

"It's done."

"But I don't think you're happy."

Yan Shisan pursed his lips, and said in a shy voice, "This old man, his last sword was intentionally missed by half an inch."

He turned around, and there was a faint bloodstain on his neck.

"This……"

Long Peng opened his mouth, not knowing what to say, and sighed, "Bury Senior Feng."

"Um……"

Yan Shisan nodded, looked back and said, "Long Peng, go down the mountain."

Long Peng froze for a moment.

"Why?"

"I want to make a sarcophagus for the old man myself."

"Okay! Then I'll wait for you at the foot of the mountain."

"No need, I'm planning to go back to Daming in the future, maybe I won't come back."

Long Peng raised his eyebrows and asked, "Why?"

"I want to go home and pay homage to my late father."

Yan Shisan turned around, walked in front of Long Peng, and said in a deep voice, "Also, I am going to challenge Ye Gucheng."

"If the success is successful, we will meet again by fate, if not, then there is no need to meet."

Yan Shisan patted Long Peng, and suddenly smiled, a smile from the heart, but his smile looked too scary, "You just need to remember to serve me a glass of wine every Qingming Festival."

"Screw you."

"Hahaha……"

Yan Shisan smiled and rubbed his chest, "By the way, I want to ask you something."

"what's up?"

"It can't be me either."

Yan Shisan looked sideways at Feng Qingyang's body, and said slowly, "This old man should have asked for it."

heard.

Long Peng was a little curious, "Senior Feng, please, what's the matter?"

Yan Shisan spat out three words, "Linghu Chong."

Long Peng was slightly taken aback, raised his eyebrows and said, "He wants me to save Linghu Chong's life."

"That's what it means."

Long Peng nodded and asked, "You agreed."

Yan Shisan was stunned for a moment, "I didn't agree, but I didn't refuse either."

"Okay, I see..."

Long Peng nodded, looked sideways at Feng Qingyang's body, squatted down, saw that he was dying, closed his eyes with his hand, and said in a low voice, "Senior Feng, don't worry, I won't kill that kid Linghu Chong. He, you can go at ease."

Long Peng stood up slowly, looked at Yan Shisan for a while, and said slowly, "Are you confident that you can beat Ye Gucheng?"

"I do not have……"

Yan Shisan smiled calmly, touched his heart, and then stroked the Bone Poison Sword for a while, and said with a smile, "But he has it, and I have it with him."

Look at his expression.

Long Peng was in a complicated mood, "Since you have made your decision, I won't stop it, but if you really want to fight Ye Gucheng, remember to let me know, lest you die, no one will collect your body."

"it is good!"

Yan Shisan laughed loudly, nodded heavily, and stretched out a palm, "Combining and reuniting, life is normal, Long Peng, goodbye in the world!"

Long Peng opened his mouth and was silent for a while, then raised his hand to meet his palm.

"Goodbye Jianghu!"

Yan Shisan waved his hands freely, "Okay, I won't keep you anymore, you can go down the mountain."

"Go away, make it sound like I want to stay with you."

Long Peng cursed with a smile, and hammered Yan Shisan on the chest, "If something happens, remember to let me know."

"Row."

Long Peng nodded slightly, pursed his lips, turned and left.

"Long Peng!" Yan Shisan shouted.

"What's the matter? Are you still reluctant to part with me?" Long Peng looked back and said with a smile.

"Take care of your health. I don't want to see you still looking sick like this."

"Fuck you, Yan Shisan, you'd better take care of yourself, it's like nothing."

Long Peng rolled his eyes, turned around, raised his hand and shook it, as if saying goodbye, and then ran down the mountain without stopping.

Watching his back go away step by step.

on the top of the mountain.

The wind has not stopped, the snow has stopped, and the surroundings are silent. Yan Shisan pursed his lips and smiled, coughing up some blood foam, "Friend, goodbye in the world..."

(End of this chapter)