The breeze roars the rivers and lakes

When the song was about to end, a string of the piano seemed to be unable to bear the sound of mourning, and suddenly broke with a "pop".The sadness of the voice is like a stray wild goose, hissing and whining!

Seeing this scene, Lin Yu was a little dazed, his expression was as nervous as a servant who broke his master's beloved vase.

After being stunned for a long time, he suddenly thought of the clank man who wanted to get his mother's tattoo and serve the country faithfully.But iron-blooded men also have a tender side after all. Behind the angry "Man Jianghong" is the endlessly sad "Little Mountain". (Note [-])

"If you want to put your heart on Yaoqin, there are few bosom friends, who will listen to the broken strings?" (Note [-])

After meditating softly for a moment, Lin Yu's face was full of solemnity. After standing in Liu Zimeng's room for a while, he couldn't help but sighed a long time, and retreated quietly.

"My lord, what's the matter with you?" Seeing that Lin Yu's expression was a little strange, Lin Yong hurriedly stepped forward and asked with concern.

Lin Yu shook his head slightly and said, "It's okay, I just remembered some past events, let's go!"

Seeing that Lin Yu didn't want to talk too much, Lin Yong naturally didn't dare to ask any more questions, just nodded lightly, and replied: "Yes, son 1"

Just when Lin Yu and Lin Yong walked to a bamboo forest, he stopped suddenly, his expression was very solemn, and his clear eyes froze into ice in an instant, like lightning, he glanced around.

"My lord, what happened?" Lin Yong asked with a puzzled expression.

"Murderous!" Lin Yu subconsciously grasped Qingfeng Sword with his hand, and responded coldly.

Before Lin Yu's voice fell, he suddenly saw thousands of sharpened green bamboos coming from all directions, just like a green ocean, with turbulent waves coming one after another.

"Be careful!" Lin Yu reminded urgently.

The Qingfeng Sword shot out immediately, and a gorgeous sword shadow, like a dragon flying out of the sea, went straight to meet it.

Suddenly, there was a crashing sound of thunder and thunder, and countless green bamboos also fell to the ground.

"My friend, since you're here, why don't you show up?" Lin Yu asked coldly with a frosty expression.

"Brother Lin Yu, I didn't expect that we will meet again here!" Before Lin Yu's voice fell, he appeared in front of him in a dazzling white dress of Shengxue.

Seeing the person coming, Lin Yu's expression froze in an instant, and he said in a cold voice: "You don't regret it, I didn't expect you to be dead yet?"

Jun Buhui's expression froze in an instant, a cold and fierce light flashed in his black eyes, and he shouted: "If you don't die, how could I die."

Lin Yu snorted coldly, and shouted: "It's not so easy for you to kill me just because you don't regret it!"

A cold smile suddenly appeared on the corner of Jun Buhui's mouth, and said: "It's not easy for me to kill you alone. But if there is another person who wants to take your life, it must be It will be much easier."

Before Jun Buhui could finish his words, a figure that was brighter than the setting sun like blood floated in front of Lin Yu like a ball of fire.

Not only is this person dressed like a ball of fire, but his entire face is as red as a boiled crab, and there is a flame mark on his forehead.

Seeing the person coming, Lin Yu couldn't help but frowned tightly, and said in amazement: "Is there a touch of red in the south of the Yangtze River?"

Jiangnan's red eyes looked like a bird of prey that was about to hunt. He looked Lin Yu up and down, nodded slightly, and then asked in a cold voice: "You are the one who defeated all the heroes in Huashan's swordsmanship and won the first sword in the world. The title of Qingfeng Swordsman Lin Yu?"

Lin Yu asked in a cold voice, "are you interested in the title of the best sword in the world?"

A touch of red in the south of the Yangtze River smiled coldly and said, "Who doesn't love the jade of Jingshan?"

Lin Yu said: "Since you want it, just take it!"

Jiangnan Yimohong suddenly burst into laughter and said, "Are you showing weakness to me?"

Lin Yu responded coldly: "although Lin is not talented, but for a tasteless name, there is really no need to do so."

Jiangnan's blush seemed to be stimulated. The face that was almost familiar with him turned cold, and he shouted in a cold voice: "Lin Yu, you are really arrogant. But no matter how arrogant you are, if you meet me Every touch of red in Jiangnan will turn into a dead man!"

A cold smile appeared on the corner of Lin Yu's mouth, and said: "I'm just telling a fact, and I don't have any arrogant words."

Feeling humiliated, Jiang Nanyihong roared angrily, "then it must be a fact that you, Lin Yu, were buried here today."

Lin Yu replied in a cold voice: "Oh, if you want my life, Lin, you have to ask, will you agree to the Qingfeng Sword in my hand?"

"Arrogant child, take your life!" Accompanied by the sound of shouting, the sharp sword in Jiangnan's red hand broke out of its sheath, and slashed against the wind!

Lin Yu's figure is as light as a shadow, and he retreats several steps against the wind!

Jiangnan Yimohong took advantage of the situation and chased after him. In an instant, the long sword in his hand stabbed 49 times seven times in a row, and the sword energy hit him like a summer rainstorm.

Lin Yu's sword scabbard slammed at a green bamboo, and the broken green bamboo, with green leaves flying across the middle, rushed forward to meet it.

clap, clap, clap...

Thousands of bamboo leaves met the torrential rain of sword energy in mid-air, and there was a crashing sound immediately.

The green bamboos within a radius of ten steps, because they couldn't bear the sudden impact, were chopped off almost at the same time.

"What a strong internal force!" Jiang Nan praised with a touch of red.

Lin Yu's expression was still as cold as frost, and he replied in a condensed voice: "You are not bad either!"

With a touch of red in the south of the Yangtze River, he raised the long sword shining with cold light again, and shouted in a cold voice: "Today, I will take a good look at the Qingfeng Nine Swords. Is it really the number one swordsmanship in the world as rumored in the Jianghu?"

The voice was still floating in the bamboo forest, and the sharp sword in Jiangnan's red hand, like a poisonous snake coming out of its hole to look for food, attacked Lin Yu's throat at the speed of lightning!

Lin Yu didn't move this time, the wrist holding the sword turned sideways immediately, and the Qingfeng sword was unsheathed through the air, and the sound of a dragon chant immediately resounded through the entire bamboo forest.

boom!

The two swords collided, creating a variety of lights and shadows, which stabbed people so hard that they couldn't open their eyes.

Seeing that he hadn't succeeded, Jiangnan Yimahong immediately changed his sword move and pierced through the air with nine nine 81 swords.

However, Lin Yu blocked all the 81 swords with only one sword.

Jiang Nan was a little red, and was startled when he saw the situation. He hurriedly retreated a few steps, and said in astonishment: "What a fast sword technique!"

There was a cold smile on the corner of Lin Yu's mouth, and he said, "Accept!"

"I can't kill Lin Yu. This is the 10 taels of silver note you gave me. Please find another master!" Jiang Nan took out the silver note that had not been warmed in his arms, and threw it away. You don't regret it.

Jun Buhui was taken aback, and responded coldly: "You alone are no match for him, and the two of us join forces, and we can definitely kill him. As long as we can kill Lin Yu, the 10 taels of silver is still yours." Yes, how?"

A touch of red in Jiangnan asked in surprise: "Really?"

Jun Buhui nodded repeatedly, and replied: "Really!"

Jiang Nan responded coldly with a touch of red: "Seriously, I won't do it either!"

Jun Buhui was startled, and hurriedly asked, "Why?"

Jiang Nan Yi Mo Hong responded disdainfully: "Shame on me!"

Before the words fell, Jiang Nan turned red and left without looking back.

Jun Buhui was so angry that his whole body was almost smoking, he gritted his teeth and shouted angrily: "Jiangnan has a touch of red, count yourself as ruthless, this account, I Jun Buhui wrote it down."

A layer of frost condensed on Lin Yu's expression, and he said in a cold voice, "Brother Jun, shouldn't it be settled now, the account between us?"

Jun Buhui knew how powerful Lin Yu was, so he felt a little fear in his heart, but his expression was fearless, and he replied coldly, "Do you want to avenge Zhou Xing and those brothers who died?"

Mentioning Zhou Xing, Lin Yu's clear eyes immediately condensed into ice, he gritted his teeth fiercely, and said coldly, "You killed Zhou Xing?"

Jun Buhui smiled coldly, and said, "I sent someone to assassinate him, but they didn't succeed."

Lin Yu was full of murderous intent, snorted angrily, and shouted, "do you think I will believe you?"

Jun Buhui responded coldly: "It's up to you to believe it or not, but the disaster of Feijianmen's destruction was really caused by Duzhu Liu and I."

In Lin Yu's eyes, there was already a cold killing intent, and he gritted his teeth and asked word by word: "You mean Liu Xi, the governor of the East Factory?"

Jun Buhui sneered a few times, and said, "Aside from him, who else would dare to call himself Governor Liu?"

Lin Yu held the Qingfeng sword tightly, and said in a cold voice: "Whether Zhou Xing was killed by you or not, this is your burial place today."

Jun Buhui smiled coldly and said, "Oh, is that so?"

Before Jun Buhui could finish his words, the Qingfeng Sword had already been slashed out against the wind, and it struck straight at his gate of life!

Jun Buhui was shocked when he saw the situation, and the three phantom flying knives that appeared between his fingers at some point had already been shot through the air, directly facing Lin Yu's Qingfeng sword.

Seeing that the situation was critical, Lin Yu's figure spun in the air, and with the help of the wind, the Qingfeng sword swung out suddenly, sweeping across the three phantom flying knives oncoming.

Just when the Phantom Flying Knife and the Qingfeng Sword collided fiercely, Jun Buhui jumped up and stabbed Lin Yu's throat straight.

Seeing Lin Yu's critical situation, Lin Yong, who was next to him, immediately drew his sword to meet him, and shouted loudly, "My lord, I'll help you!"

Bang, bang!

Lin swung his sword to block Jun Buhui's long sword that looked like a poisonous snake sealing its throat, instantly creating thousands of dazzling sparks!

Jun does not regret seeing that his meticulously arranged ultimate move was disturbed by someone, and immediately became furious, and roared angrily: "Since you want to seek death, then I will send you on your way first!"

Before the words fell to the ground, Jun Buhui intensified his strength a bit. The long sword in his hand was as soft as the body of a poisonous snake. It circled around Lin Yong's long sword and bit straight at his throat...

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Note [-]: "Man Jianghong" and "Little Heavy Mountain" are both masterpieces of the patriotic hero Yue Fei in the Song Dynasty.The former is bold and generous, determined to serve the country, and has the style of Dongpo.The latter uses the scenery to get emotional, the tone is very sad, and the style is similar to Liu Sanbian.

Note [-]: From Yue Fei's "Little Heavy Mountain Last Night Cold and Crows Can't Cry", the full appendix is ​​as follows, interested friends can take a look.Especially the last sentence "Who will listen to the broken string?" Sighing that it is hard to find a bosom friend, and the friends who have been passed down through the ages, the high mountains and flowing waters of the Boyazi period are completely comparable.

Last night it was cold and the crickets could not stop singing.Shocked back to Qianlimeng, it's already three o'clock.Get up and walk around the steps alone.People are quiet, and the moon is dim outside the curtain.The white head is fame.The old pine and bamboo in the old mountain hinder the return journey.If you want to put your heart on Yaoqin, but there are few bosom friends, who will listen to the broken strings?