Zongwu: In the snow of storytelling, Li Hanyi rewards and urges updates

Wang Mingyin was about to take action, but couldn't move.

A white arm came from the back and penetrated the entire chest.

Xu Fengnian, who was expressionless but covered in sweat, stood holding a knife and saw a head protruding from behind Wang Mingyin.

This assassin has a young and delicate face, and is still a girl.

She smiled.

Ha ha. "

Su Chen let out a long breath.

It was really not easy for me to tell a story for such a long time today.

Mainly because after listening to the book before, people are almost used to Li Chungang being the protagonist.

But this is Xu Fengnian’s story after all.

Li Chungang was just a guide for Xu Fengnian, and Li Chungang was the first point that Su Chen opened in order to attract the audience, in order to pave the way for the fierce sword in the snow.

Therefore, today, Su Chen tells a story about Xu Fengnian for the first time. Naturally, Su Chen wants to let people know more about Xu Fengnian.

That's why there are so many storytellers.

Look out the window, the sun is almost setting.

Today’s storytelling should come to an end.

But looking at the eager eyes in the audience, Su Chen definitely knew that they hadn't heard enough.

Su Chen patted the awakening wood and said leisurely, "Tomorrow I will tell the story. Xu Fengnian passes through Huishan and Xuanyuan Jingcheng invites the ancestors to die!

Today’s storytelling, to——”

"Xuanyuan Jingcheng asked the ancestor to die?"

"Mr. Su, haven't you told us the story in advance?"

Su Chen explained, "What I told that time was the outline of the story, and it did not tell the story or details. The next time I tell the story, I want to tell the story in full.

Moreover, last time we only introduced the story and results of Xuanyuan Jingcheng and Xuanyuan Dapan, and did not mention Xu Fengnian.

This time the storyteller will talk about Xu Fengnian in the story. "

"Shopkeeper Su, if this is the case, then take this opportunity to talk to us here.

Otherwise, we won’t be able to sleep well when we go back. "

"That's right, Mr. Su, we already know the story of Xuanyuan Jingcheng in Huishan. Let's complete it now."

"I, Qichen, will reward you with all the remaining money and ask Mr. Su to tell the tale!"

"I... will reward you with the remaining money, and Mr. Love Letter will tell you the story!"

"Please tell Mr. Su a story!"

"..."

The eyes of this group of people were sincere and eager to look forward to it, which made Su Chen a little dumbfounded.

Isn't this the sentence "Xuanyuan Jingcheng asked the ancestors to die"?These people actually learned what they were selling now and used it for themselves.

"Mr. Su, it's not sunset yet. I think this story won't take long, so I'll just tell it casually."

Li Hanyi also took the opportunity to request.

"Indeed, you have to be worthy of my three hundred feet of heavenly silk..."

Li Changsheng's face showed a look of pain.

The silk that day was obtained from the snowy mountains in the far north. It took him three years to finally get it.

Every inch of heavenly silk has the toughness and strength of a splitting diamond.

Moreover, when the internal force is injected into it, it can hang from the clouds out of thin air and go straight to the sky.

Like a spider floating on its silk threads between two defense towers.

It can be said that silk gave the strong man another form of flying on this day.

Moreover, sky silk silk is extremely thin and almost imperceptible. If used as an assassination weapon, it would be an invincible murder weapon!

He just rewarded it.

The other audience members didn't feel it, but how could he, Su Chen, be ignorant and not know what this was?But he didn't even show any excitement.

Therefore, Li Changsheng felt unhappy and felt that he had lost too much.

Seeing how enthusiastic everyone was, Su Chen thought for a while and simply mentioned the trip to Huishan.

Next time the focus will be on the rematch between Li Chungang and Wang Xianzhi.

But before that.

Someone in the audience asked again,

"Mr. Su, who was the girl who saved Xu Fengnian in the end?"

"Yes, he was able to kill the No. 11 Wang Mingyin in the world in a sneak attack. This is amazing. He must not be a mortal."

"Is he one of the top ten masters on the martial arts evaluation list? Otherwise, how could he possibly kill Wang Mingyin?"

"Yes, can a young girl have such strength?"

Su Chen replied, "This girl is Miss Hehe, but her other name is Jia Jiajia. Speaking of which, is his mission here to kill Xu Fengnian?"

"Kill Xu Fengnian?"

Everyone was shocked and confused, because if Xu Fengnian was going to be killed, why would they save him?

Su Chen said, "The reason is that someone paid money to buy Xu Fengnian's life. If Wang Mingyin killed her, she would need half of the money back, so she would take her life with her own hands."

"..."

"It seems to be a very reasonable reason, and it is completely convincing."

"But how should she kill Xu Fengnian now? After all, the old sword god has recovered. He will never tolerate others killing Xu Fengnian."

"Does it mean that the old sword god still wants to fight with Jia Jiajia?"

"If this Hehe girl is a killer, she shouldn't be able to defeat the old sword god."

"Then she is just waiting for an opportunity to kill Xu Fengnian again."

Su Chen shook his head, "Even if there is another chance, Miss Haha will not be able to kill Xu Fengnian."

"why?"

"Because she didn't want to kill."

"Don't want to kill?"

"Yes, I don't want to kill him, because there is still a loving relationship between Miss Hehe and Xu Fengnian."

Su Chen organized his thoughts and then spoke eloquently.

"It was a winter snowfall more than ten years ago. A little girl knelt on the roadside and sold herself for burial. In a bitter and cold place like Beiliang, this was not uncommon.

This little girl originally came from a relatively prosperous family, but her father became addicted to gambling and within a few years, he lost everything.

My father forced my mother to work as a prostitute. He drank heavily and beat and scolded the two of them day and night. He still used the little money he earned to gamble.

When the mother was about to sell her daughter to the man, she was already extremely ill. She sent her daughter away to pick wild vegetables, and she cooked a pot of arsenic porridge and died with the man.

After the daughter returned home, she washed her mother's face, rolled herself into a straw mat, and went to Liangzhou City to sell her body and bury her mother.

In this chaotic world, this is very common, and no one has the spare money to take care of this kind of thing. Maybe this little girl will freeze to death in this cold winter.

A few scoundrels who had patronized her mother kicked away the straw mat wrapped around her mother, and called her mother a dirty woman. She could just throw her body in the wilderness, so what kind of burial place did she need?

The little girl cried and said that her mother was not dirty, and the gangsters were going to trample the corpse. The little girl bit a gangster's leg, and was punched in the stomach by several gangsters who forced her to tell her whether her mother was dirty.

Every time the little girl said she was not dirty, she would be punched, and a dispute arose.

This dispute attracted the attention of a descendant of an aristocratic family.

He asked the little girl, who is more beautiful, the maid next to him or the little girl's mother?The little girl said stubbornly that her mother was prettier.

The prince, whose reputation spread throughout Northern Liang, showed no expression. He took a hairpin from the head of the woman next to him and inserted it into the head of the little girl's mother. Then he walked away and ordered her mother to be buried.

Also in the winter of this year, Huang Sanjia, the chief culprit of the Spring and Autumn Troubles, appeared in front of the little girl's mother's grave. Looking at the little girl who looked so much like his own daughter, he accepted her as his adopted daughter and gave her the name Jia Jiajia.

Moreover, Huang Sanjia told her: The young man you want to repay will die before the age of 30, and whether it is official history or unofficial history, the way he dies is bizarre and full of infamy. It is the best and the worst way to die. , that is, he died under the iron cavalry of Beimang, and his body was not intact.

Therefore, killing him is the best way to repay him.

Therefore, in these years, besides killing people, Miss Hehe's only hobby is collecting hairpins.

Is it historically destined that Xu Fengnian will die before the age of 30?

But since the future is known, it is not destined.

If she wants Xu Fengnian to die, then she wants someone to die. This is her only reason.

Whether it is Wang Mingyin, the No. 11 in the world, or Xianzhi, the No. [-] king in the world, who Xu Fengnian is going to find.

Jia Jiajia is serious about repaying his kindness. At worst, he will die on the way to repay his kindness. "

After listening to Su Chen's introduction, everyone was silent.

No wonder Su Chen said that Miss Hehe could not kill Xu Fengnian. It turned out that Xu Fengnian had been kind to this Miss Hehe.

"This Hehe girl is really admirable and admirable. She is willing to sacrifice her life for Xu Fengnian for the sake of burying her relatives.

In the contemporary arena, there is a greatest lack of such grateful people. "

Many people sighed.

"Indeed, he is a killer. He said he wanted to get rid of Xu Fengnian, but he still protected him regardless of danger.

The ruthless people are the most affectionate, right? "

"But, Xu Fengnian must die before the age of 30? Why is this?

Who is this Huang Sanjia?Is it similar to the Tianqi City Qintian Prison?Able to observe the phases of the sun and the moon, and gain insight into the trends of the world. "

"Maybe, but I don't think Xu Fengnian is a person who will succumb to fate. Maybe he can change his destiny against the will of heaven."