Legend of Fei

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"Broken Yan's thirteen knives have nothing to say. From this point of view, there is really nothing terrible." Xie Yun fastened his loose robe and the kettle was empty, so he didn't know where to get a small jug, as usual It's a parallel that is too light to open the bottle for half a day.

Zhou Fei took it, drank it directly as water, and smashed the taste after she finished it. She shook her empty cup with dissatisfaction: "What is the use of this kind of wine, if you want it to taste a bit in the water, you sprinkle a handful of salt Don’t get it?"

"Warm up." Xie Yun rubbed his hands slowly. Although the month was approaching late autumn at this time, Shao Yang refused to go to the summer and pushed open the window. The flowers and plants in the small courtyard were lush and there was no twilight. The meaning is, but Xie Yun's hands are slightly pale in pale, as if he really feels cold.

Xie Yun complained: "I am a weak scholar, and I don't have the ability of your heroes to not invade the cold and heat, especially when I was deeply digged out of the quilt at night-how come you have so many things, you can't listen to it ?"

Zhou Fei shut her mouth quickly and glanced around with her big eyes. She had a rare wit, and she had a little eyesight, and she passed the jug with a heavy trace of the horse, and gave Xie Yunman a drink.

I usually beat at all times, and I will ask for something, but I will temporarily hold my feet. What have I done?

Xie Yun glanced at her depressively, and then said flatly: "Broken goose thirteen knives are very different from the knives you practice after you are famous, have you practiced swords, right?"

When Xie Yun first saw Zhou Fei by the Ximo River, she had a very narrow and narrow knife in her hand, which was a bit of a sword, but I wonder if she was still young and Due to the insufficient amount, the blade and handle of the knife are shorter and more graceful than the ordinary seedling knife. From afar, it looks more like a single-edged sword.

"Nan Dao breaks the snow and Bei Dao is tangled with silk. Although they are one-centered and one-trick, they all share a common characteristic," Xie Yundao said. The owner of Li Zhai was a generation of everyone. They handed down the martial arts of the past, gathered the strengths of the outsiders, and had their own spirits. The word tactics have the shadow of □□, and the word “wind” must have borrowed a lot from the swordsmanship. The word “shan” is even better, and it has the meaning of mutual verification with the mountains and rivers swords of the year. I am right. ?"

These words, which Zhou Fei had never heard before, were spoken out by Xie Yun in a few words, and she actually thought that was really the case.

At the same time, faint doubts floated in her heart again.

Can someone who can't martial arts really tell the martial arts system that she is still groping? Even if this person is really a genius, can she get a glimpse of the snow-knife charm through her stumbling tricks along the way... Did he really see the mountain sword?

When Yinjiazhuang was destroyed, did His Royal Highness King Duan change his teeth?

"Li's swordsmanship everyone, so you must know that the threshold for learning swords is a little lower than that for learning swords, so there is the saying of "three years of practicing swords and ten years of sharpening swords", except for the noble "snow breaking" "Xie Yun held the wine glass and said slowly, "This is the reason why'Broken Snow' is called the Master's Sword. If you don't have enough background, you may not even imitate. If I am not wrong, when you were a kid, When you practice martial arts with Lingtang, you must learn more than swordsmanship, and every subject has been involved in it, right? But Yang Jin is not like this. He practiced swords for several years and only solved one thing-how to let himself The knife is faster."

Zhou Fei did not interject, thoughtfully recalled Yang Jinti's broken goose sword in his hand, wide back, long handle, gold ring on the back of the knife like Yanling, very suitable for hacking.

"After your fame, you have a lot of knowledge and a wide field of vision. If you have enough insight, you can walk on the road of the old master Zhai. After ten years, let's not say it is the "broken goose sword." Opponent, but relatively, in the first two decades, you didn’t have his concentration, his basic skills were solid, and his knife wasn’t fast. The current southern knife is in your hands, more like a beautiful flower shelf, just set up There are too few things filled in. Although it looks glorious, it actually breaks with a poke." Xie Yun extended **** and tapped on the table. "You tell me, how do you intend to use cleverness?"

When Zhou Fei came in, he looked like a **** two hundred and five. At this time, after listening to Xie Yun's unwelcome analysis, he didn't feel excited, but asked calmly, "How fast is it?" 'How old is it?"

"It wouldn't be too fast for you to react too much. If he could really reach that level, he would have been a new generation of "Nan Dao"." Xie Yun thought about it and reached out and made a diagonal cut. His movements are not fast, his fingers are still cold and pale, and even a little weak. He is not Ji Yunshen's famous knife with a stern killing intention even if the meridians are exhausted, but his movements Very precise, and no more than one point was passed to Zhou Fei in front of her.

"When this knife really falls, it will be hundreds or thousands of times faster than my hand. If you see someone strike, you will probably be in a hurry," Xie Yun picked up the fan he placed next to it. A light touch under the palm, "Yang Jin's knife is very heavy as you see it. If he presses by the way, with your skill, you may not be able to hold the sword. Of course, you are not mediocre, otherwise you will die long ago. Under Lord Qinglong, you may take a step forward, avoiding sideways, and..."

"Cut." Zhou Fei also stretched out a hand, first passing Xie Yunning's palm in the air, and then suddenly traversed.

"This is why'Kung Fu' is called'Kung Fu', not'trick'. You don't have the basic skills that Yang Jin is so solid, so your stature will never be faster than his sword, your "cut" If it is not brewing well, he will be interrupted by him halfway." Xie Yun shook his head and patted gently on the back of Zhou Fei's hand, and then said, "Of course, in my opinion, the biggest possibility is that you are facing him left and right. A few tricks, every round, he can force you back one step, pressing step by step, superimposed together, until you avoid the inevitable, then it will look good."

Zhou Fei was silent.

"I know who you want to protect your reputation," Xie Yun said lightly, "So you have to avoid it, and it's easy to take advantage of it. The initiative to fight or not is up to you, even if you refuse to fight. , This matter was only spread by Yang Jin's means, it was not worthy, and it was not as good-looking as the one you lost?"

The agreed three days passed quickly. Zhou Fei did not leave the house for three days. When the little girl in the Yuyi class who delivered the meal went in, she could see that she was sitting on the ground and stood motionless by the window. Merit.

In the early morning of the third day, Master Xu Ruo and Yang Jin came and gave a big gift-Master Xu Ruo found two disciples and lifted a sliding rod. Miss Li did not even have to walk, and she got what she wanted. After eating the peach, I don’t know where the master Xu Ruo got it from.

When Zhou Fei didn't see Li Yan, she was very frightened. When she saw her, she jumped with blue muscles, especially when the person jumped off the pole and the sticky peach juice was about to pounce on her.

Li Yan: "Ah--Jade--"

Zhou Fei: "You stand there for me!"

Li Yan didn’t listen to her, and ran screaming and ran over, and the peach core was lost, as if he was wronged by Tianda: "A Fei, you don’t know how many hardships and obstacles I have encountered along the way, I almost can’t see you. Now..."

Xu Tuo's prepared words completely blocked the scene of "parting from life to death".

Wu Chuchu and many of the girls in the Yuyi class looked out curiously and looked at her. Li Yan saw this courtyard "beautiful and colorful", and finally remembered the important face. She paused and shut her mouth hesitantly: " Why are there so many people-by the way, my brother?"

Zhou Fei's eyes crossed Li Yan and landed on Yang Jin. He said coldly: "I was abducted as my aunt and escaped. I will ask you to settle the account later."

Yang Jin stood ten steps away, the whole person was like a sharp long knife, staring at her with full of warfare.

Li Yan turned her eyes around her, met Yang Jin, and the new hatred and old hatred poured into her heart, and said to Zhou Fei: "That's the black charcoal, the most abominable-black charcoal head I tell you, now it's too late to beg for mercy... …"

Several rings on the back of Yang Jin's knife moved lightly, and a "wow" sounded softly, like a goose.

Li Yan shut her mouth involuntarily and took a step back involuntarily. She finally realized the improperness between Zhou Fei and Yang Jin.

With two dark circles on Xie Yun's face, he squeezed the bridge of his nose tiredly and sighed to Li Yan: "Girl, don't mess up."

Zhou Fei turned to Mrs. Nixian and said: "The younger generation wants to borrow a knife from his wife."

As soon as this remark came out, Yang Jin's face grew darker. Everyone on the rivers and lakes who has a head and a face is not less famous than a person in his hand. He never believes that Zhou Fei didn't even have a decent knife. This is definitely an insult in the face.

Mrs. Niang was also surprised for a while, but it was unexpected that Zhou Fei, the "good boy" who was "empty as a valley", swept Qingyungou's face like this. After thinking for a while, she instructed a girl next to her, "Go and bring me Wangchun Mountain."

The girl was very clever, and responded, trotting all the way back and forth, holding out a long knife.

Mrs. Nishang took it, gently stroked the blade, and pushed her pointed fingers, choked, and the dusty weapon gave a sigh, revealing the truth. The streamer passed away on the long blade, as if there was only a picture, and it disappeared in the restrained blade. There was an inscription on the blade, which was a "mountain".

"It wouldn't be separated from the north and the south, and it was very cold for a year," said Mrs. Niang. "It snowed in places where there was no north wind for decades. The road at the foot of Hengshan was blocked by heavy snow. There is a small inn that I have settled down in. I remember the inn called'Sanchun'. After so many years, I probably haven't been there anymore. I, Li Zheng, and a few friends, were trapped there together, and luck was really not good... Who would have encountered the legendary mountain sword in that unlucky inn."

"At first sight, Yin Daxia and Brother Li drank three days of wine in the Sanchun Inn, and when the snow began to clear, they were together in an open space in Hengshan, and they tried one heartily, but the swords were cut off. Laughing, it seemed that I had some great joy, but I was still young. I didn’t understand what it means to be a "qifeng opponent". I just felt it was a pity. The sword came out.” Mrs. Niang’s thick and long eyelashes flickered slightly, and she smiled with her lips. “Later I found someone who shot a sword with a sword named “Mountain” and a sword named “Snow”...only It's a pity that this pair of swords has never found a chance to send it out.

After she finished, she handed the Wangchun Mountain to Zhou Fei, and said in her mouth: "You can come here. Take away this knife, don't have to return it. Just treat me as an old friend."

Zhou Feidao thanked, but when she took it, she felt that the fingers of Mrs. Niang were tight, as if she was unwilling to give it away. However, after a while, she finally let go of her hand in a nostalgic manner. Zhan's face was suddenly stained with wind and frost.

Xie Yun whispered beside him: "A Fei."

Zhou Fei glanced at him, seeing his faint obstruction, and then quickly moved away from his eyes. He stepped forward to Yang Jin in two steps, raised his long knife, and made a "please" gesture to him.

Xie Yun sighed silently, remembering what he said that night.

"Escaped from this scene, and then I continued to cheat against Nan Dao's name, waiting for Zhang Jin, Wang Jin and Zhao Jin to find me to compare one by one?" Zhou Fei shook his head. "Without this reason, even if I speculate and take advantage of it, I can't win. It’s also not as good as others, and it’s better than hiding it.”

Yang Jin shouted and took the lead.

He put himself in the position of "challenger", his attitude is very cautious, the golden ring on the back of the broken goose sword in his hand was "lili", and I wonder if Zhou Fei "connected his own knife" The attitude of "not taking it out" was stimulated. He shot faster than Xie Yun described!

Zhou Fei did not use the snow breaker.

She stepped up and stepped on the mayfly array. She regarded the "Wangchun Mountain" in her hand as the wicker she took on the Ximo River. She slid out Yang Jin's blade with little effort.

Mrs. Niang suddenly stood up straight: "Qi Men? How could it be Qi Men?"