Sword of Coming

The two sides sat opposite each other on the bench under the wall of the pavilion. Only the old man Yang Yuan and the sword-carrying disciple sat on the bench facing the door. The old man leaned forward, bent over and clenched his fists, and there was no trace of the evil spirit of a demon in the world. , looking at the silent Mi Li woman and the girl beside her with a smile, the old man smiled and said: "If the old minister Sui doesn't mind, we can kiss him. I also have a good grandson at home. This year He has just turned sixteen and has not followed me around the world, but he has read poetry and books, which is the real seed for reading, not just words. Lanfangguo took the imperial examination this year. My grandson is the second-level Jinshi. His surname is Yang Mingrui, the old minister of the Sui Dynasty. Maybe you’ve all heard of my grandson’s name.”

Then the old man turned to his disciple and smiled: "I don't know which woman my Rui'er will like, Fu Zhen, who do you think Rui'er will choose, and will it conflict with you?"

The sword-carrying disciple quickly said: "It is better for the older ones to take wives and the younger ones to keep concubines."

The old man frowned and said, "It's not in line with etiquette."

The disciple smiled and said: "People in the world don't need to pay so much attention. It's really not possible. I want these two girls to be aggrieved and change their names. Marrying Yang Rui, with talent, beauty and family background, if it weren't for the marriage of Lan Fangguo, There is no princess of the right age for the county master, who has long been the prince-in-law. It is a great blessing for the two girls to marry our Yang Rui, and we should be satisfied."

Hu Xinfeng suppressed his anger and said, "Senior Yang, don't forget, this is our Wuling Kingdom!"

Yang Yuan smiled and said: "If Wang Dun, the number one person in Wuling Kingdom, were sitting here, I would not enter this pavilion. By coincidence, Wang Dun should be in Dazhuan Capital now. Of course, we are a big group of people. People cross the border in such a arrogant manner that they are really dead. The experienced policemen of the Wuling Kingdom will definitely be able to catch some clues, but it doesn't matter. The old minister of the Sui Dynasty will help clean up the mess when the time comes. Scholars value reputation most, and family scandals should not be spread outside. .”

Hu Xinfeng sighed and turned to look at the old man named Sui, "Brother Sui, what do you say?"

The old man surnamed Sui looked at the tough old man and sneered: "I don't believe you, Yang Yuan, can really be lawless in our Wuling Kingdom."

Yang Yuan laughed it off and asked Hu Xinfeng: "What did Hu Xinfeng say? Are you risking your own life not to tell the truth, and you have to pay for a sect and a family of old and young people, and you have to protect two women and prevent our two families from getting married? It's better to be more sensible. , on the day when my wife Ruir gets married, you, as a first-class guest, come to my door to give you gifts and congratulate me, and then ask me to give you a big gift in return?"

The sword-carrying disciple chuckled and said, "After the raw rice is cooked, women will become more obedient."

Yang Yuan nodded with a smile and said, "What you say is rough, but your reasoning is not rough."

The old man surnamed Sui begged: "Master Hu! In times of crisis, please don't abandon us!"

Hu Xinfeng's expression was complicated, as heaven and man were at war.

Yang Yuan smiled and said: "It's a pity that the young scholar is not here, otherwise he will definitely scold you as a scholar, but it's a good thing that he is not here, otherwise I will never let my old family be embarrassed like this. I will kill you." I will kill you. After all, my temper is much better than before, especially since Rui'er was born in the family. I respect you scholars, no matter how many sages' books you have read."

The Mi Li woman suddenly said: "I can stay and let them go, and then rush to Lanfang Country immediately. Even if someone reports to the official, as long as we cross the border and enter Jinfei Country, it will be meaningless."

Yang Yuan shook his head and said: "Here's the trouble. We came to your Wuling Kingdom this time to find a wife for my Rui'er. There are still some things that must be done. So Hu Daxia's decision is very important."

Hu Xinfeng suddenly asked: "Even if I nod and agree in this pavilion, will you really feel relieved?"

Yang Yuan smiled and said: "Of course I don't worry."

Hu Xinfeng took a deep breath, twisted his waist, and punched the old man named Sui on the head.

Not to mention a frail old man, even an ordinary master of martial arts could not withstand Hu Xinfeng's full punch.

But the next moment, Hu Xinfeng was blocked from punching by a flash of sword light, and Hu Xinfeng suddenly stopped.

It turned out that there was a sword lying horizontally in front of the old man named Sui.

The person who drew the sword was none other than the proud disciple of Hunjiang Jiao Yang Yuan. The young swordsman put one hand behind his back and held the sword in the other with a smile on his face. "Sure enough, the so-called masters of Wuling Kingdom are very disappointing. There is only one Wang Duan stands out from the crowd and has become one of the latest ten people in Dazhuan Commentary. Although Wang Duan can only be ranked at the bottom, he is definitely far better than other martial artists in Wuling Kingdom."

Yang Yuan frowned, "What nonsense."

The young man knew that he had made a mistake, and a look of anger flashed across his face. He took a step forward, and with a flash of sword light, inside the small pavilion, the heat had already subsided after the heavy rain. When the young swordsman drew his sword, a coolness hit his skin.

Hu Xinfeng stepped back and said angrily: "Senior Yang, why is this?!"

Faced with the fierce sword light that crisscrossed the entire pavilion, Hu Xinfeng was still able to ask questions, which was obviously a step above Yang Yuan's disciples.

The young swordsman lost a beautiful girl with an unseen face but a delicate figure. Just listening to her words, he felt that his bones were brittle. She must be a stunning beauty, even if her appearance was not as good as her figure and voice. She is attractive, but she is not far behind. Especially since she is a lady from a scholarly family in Wuling Kingdom, she must have a unique charm. She never thought that she would take advantage of Yang Rui for no reason. The young swordsman has already accumulated a lot of evil. Huo Xinfeng dared to distract himself from words at this moment, and the sword became more fierce and swift.

The handsome young man Sui Wenfa hid beside the old man named Sui, while the young girl Sui Wenyi nestled in her aunt's arms, shivering.

The Mi Li woman comforted her softly: "Don't be afraid."

Yang Yuan's body was like an ape, he bent down, tiptoed, ran out vigorously, grabbed the gap, and hit Hu Xinfeng's chest with both fists, which barely managed to avoid the sword. He hit Hu Xinfeng upside down and flew out of the pavilion. He fell heavily to the ground and vomited blood. After struggling twice, he couldn't get up.

Yang Yuan sneered in his heart, it was like this twenty years ago, and it will still be like this twenty years later. These damn righteous heroes who are trying to gain fame are each smarter than the last. He was too stupid back then, and that was why Kong had no ability. There is no place to stand in the world of Jinfei Kingdom. But it was a blessing in disguise. Not only did he create a prosperous new sect on the border between the two countries, he also got involved in the official circles of Lanfang Kingdom and Qingci Kingdom, and met two real masters.

The young swordsman was about to rush out and add a few more swords to the heart and head of Hero Hu.

But Yang Yuan reached out to stop him. When Hu Xinfeng turned his head to wipe the blood, his lips moved slightly, and so did Yang Yuan.

At this moment, two horses came slowly on the trail. They encountered this "dispute" and did not slow down at all.

One rider is an old man wearing black clothes and wearing a sword, and the other rider is a man in his thirties.

But when the two horses passed the pavilion, the old man didn't even look at the crowd, but just rode past.

The old man surnamed Sui shouted: "Two knights, help! I am Sui Xinyu, the former minister of the Ministry of Industry of Wuling Kingdom. These villains want to seek wealth and death!"

The younger man suddenly reined in his horse and turned around, wondering: "But Uncle Sui?!"

Sui Xinyu, who was more famous for studying and playing chess in Wuling Kingdom than for being an official, was stunned for a moment, then nodded vigorously.

Yang Yuan smiled and said: "My dear in-laws, you are really not afraid of killing innocent passers-by. I regret these two marriages now. God knows if I will sell them to your in-laws one day."

The man turned over and dismounted, bowed and saluted, and said with tears in his eyes: "Junior Cao Fu, meet Uncle Sui! Back then, in order to take refuge, I was afraid of hurting Uncle Sui, so I had to leave without saying goodbye. After all, I hurt Miss Sui."

Except for Yang Yuan and the disciple named Fu Zhen, the faces of the group changed drastically, and everyone was frightened.

Cao Fu was a well-known person in Lanfang Kingdom and Qingci Kingdom. Inexplicably, he went from a poor warrior who wandered to Lanfang Kingdom to a disciple of the old god on the mountain in Qingci Kingdom. Although the names of Taoists on the territory of more than ten countries are not very intimidating, and the common people may not have heard of them, some Jianghu sects with strong family backgrounds know that those Taoists who can stand firm in the territories of more than ten countries are Especially those with the Immortal Family Mansion and the Patriarch Hall, none of them are easy to deal with.

In the past ten years, Cao Fu traveled down the mountain several times and traveled around the rivers and lakes. He was followed by legendary guardians. Cao Fu almost never took action, but Cao Fu's name had already spread throughout Lanfang and Qingci. It is said that The famous empress of Lanfang Kingdom had a relationship with him as senior sister and junior brother in their early years.

So among the ten great masters and the four great beauties selected by the Dazhuan Dynasty, two are related to Cao Fu. One is the senior sister of the "Orchid Beauty" and is one of the four great beauties. The remaining three, two of them are famous. A long-standing beauty, a retreating disciple of the Great Seal Master, a girl from the northernmost city of Qingliu Kingdom, who was kept by a border general, Jinwu. For this reason, the neighboring country started a quarrel with the border of Qingliu Kingdom, and it was rumored that they were just to kidnap this beauty. Disaster.

The person who is related to Cao Fu, the proud man of heaven with excellent luck, is the protector who is ranked ahead of Wang Dui on the new seal script list, the swordsman Xiao Shuye, who has reached the realm of refining gods according to legend. The great master, he also learned from Master Cao Fu the superb thunder method that can kill demons and eliminate demons. The sword "Wuxiao" on his waist is a fairy sword that can cut iron like mud and defeat ghosts.

If there were no accidents, the old man in black who stopped his horse and turned around after Cao Fu was Xiao Shuye.

The girl raised her head, took her aunt's arm, and said in surprise: "Aunt, is it really the Uncle Cao Fu that Wenfa often mentions?"

Sui Wenfa, a handsome young man, even had tears in his eyes. He had been fascinated by Uncle Cao's deeds in the world for a long time, but he was never sure whether he was the man who married his aunt but his family fell into ruin. But the young man always dreamed of Lan. Cao Fu, the banished immortal from Fangguo, was the young martial artist who almost married his aunt in his early years.

After Cao Fu straightened up, he went to help the hero Hu up.

Hu Xinfeng smiled bitterly and said: "Master Cao, blame me, Hu Xinfeng. If you hadn't arrived, even if you gave up your life, you wouldn't be able to protect Brother Sui. Once it causes a catastrophe, a hundred deaths will be hard to redeem."

Cao Fu hurriedly took a step back and bowed again, "Master Hu is noble and upright, and I am honored by my junior Cao Fu."

Sui Xinyu snorted coldly and waved his sleeves, "Cao Fu, you know people but not their hearts. When Hu Daxia was sparring with others just now, he almost accidentally killed your Uncle Sui."

Cao Fu was stunned.

Sui Xinyu sighed, "Cao Fu, you are still too kind-hearted. You don't know that this world is dangerous. It doesn't matter. Friendship is a friend in need. Just treat me as Sui Xinyu. I was blind before and got a friend like Hu Daxia. Hu Xinfeng, let's go. Well, from now on, if our Sui family cannot reach the heights of Hero Hu, we will not have any more favors."

Hu Xinfeng turned his head and spit out a mouthful of blood on the ground, clasped his fists and lowered his head and said: "From now on, Hu Xinfeng will definitely go to Brother Sui's residence and come to ask for forgiveness."

The man with the sword caressed his chest with one hand and pressed the knife with the other. He staggered away step by step, his back looking desolate.

Yang Yuan stood at the door of the pavilion, with a gloomy expression on his face, and said in a deep voice: "Cao Fu, don't think it's okay just because of your relationship with the master. This is the Wuling Kingdom, not the Lanfang Kingdom, and not the Qingci Kingdom."

Sui Xinyu stroked his beard and smiled: "Such words sound familiar to me."

Hunjiang Jiao Yang Yuan's face was cold and hard, as if he was holding back a wave of anger, but he did not dare to take any action. This made the old minister of Wuling Kingdom feel that life was even more satisfying, as one person's life is unpredictable, and another village has bright flowers and dark flowers.

The girl Sui Wenyi snuggled into her aunt's arms, covering her mouth and smiling, her eyes narrowed into crescent moons, looking at the man named Cao Fu, her mind swaying, and then the girl's face became sad.

Sui Wenfa's eyes widened and he stared hard at Cao Fu, who was half an uncle. The young man felt that he must take a closer look at the martial arts hero who looked like he had walked out of a book. It was a pity that this uncle Cao, who was as elegant as a scholar and poet, did not have a sword. Hanging knife, otherwise it would be perfect.

Cao Fu stood on the road with one hand behind his back and a fist on his belly, showing off his gentlemanly style. The old minister of the Sui Dynasty nodded secretly. He was indeed the perfect match for his daughter who he had chosen back then. He was indeed a good match among men.

Cao Fu first glanced at the girl Mi Li, his eyes as gentle as water, with indescribable nostalgia and sorrow, and then turned to look at Yang Yuan, seeing another dash of unrestrained romance tempered by the world, he stepped back, He squatted slightly on his knees, held out a palm forward, and said with a smile: "Yang Yuan, I haven't seen you for so many years. Now that we have met, how many moves can we learn from each other?"

Yang Yuan sneered and said: "There is a big difference in seniority. How about I let my disciple Fu Zhen fight a few moves with you? You will be responsible for life and death without involving the elders of your respective sects."

The corners of Fu Zhen's mouth twitched.

Yang Yuan had already said in a deep voice: "Fu Zhen, regardless of victory or defeat, I will use three swords."

Fu Zhen breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, his master finally didn't push him to death.

Fu Zhen took a deep breath and said with a smile: "Then ask Immortal Master Cao for advice on three tricks."

After Fu Zhen thought about it for a while, he stretched out his sword and moved forward as lightly as a dragonfly touching water.

This sword seems to be powerful, but in fact it has a lot of power.

Thinking that at worst, he would suffer a little at the opponent's hands and save his life.

But Fu Zhen soon regretted it.

The man stepped forward with his head tilted. Just when Fu Zhen was hesitating whether to make a symbolic gesture, the man had already arrived in front of Fu Zhen in an instant, pressed his palm against Fu Zhen's face, and said with a smile: " Five Thunder True Seals, leave Jiang Palace quickly."

Bang.

If a thunder method explodes on the door in front of Fu Zhen.

Fu Zhen, who was bleeding from all his orifices and died on the spot, flew out, smashed open the wall of the pavilion facing the door, and disappeared instantly.

Cao Fu reached out to grab the sword that fell to the ground, and with a wave of his hand, he nailed it into a big tree.

The handsome young man Sui Wenfa was so moved that he wiped his face and cried. Not just a half-uncle, he is the uncle in his heart! I must ask this uncle for advice on a few tricks, and I will go on study tours by myself in the future... At least I won't be as pitiful as the green-shirted guest who was a bad chess player before, right? I had to apologize when I was hit, I didn't dare to say a harsh word when I was pushed down and fell in the mud, but I didn't walk slowly when I was running, and I was carrying such a big green bamboo bookcase, how funny.

Hunjiang Jiao Yang Yuan and his people quickly left the pavilion. Cao Fu asked with a smile: "Uncle Sui, do you need to stop them?"

The face of the Mi Li woman hidden behind the gauze did not change much.

The old man surnamed Sui thought for a moment and decided not to stir up trouble. He shook his head and said with a smile: "Forget it, I've taught them a lesson. Let's leave here quickly. After all, there is a corpse behind the pavilion."

As for those villains who leave when the opportunity comes, will they harm passers-by?

The two parties who almost became Weng's son-in-law in the early years may have a tacit understanding, or they may not have thought of it, so they just left it alone.

After some conversation, they learned that Cao Fu had just come all the way from Lanfang, Qingci, and Jinfei Kingdom. In fact, he had already visited the Sui family's residence in Wuling Kingdom. He heard that the old minister of the Sui Dynasty was already on his way to the Great Seal Dynasty. On the road, I drove day and night again, asking for traces along the way, and finally met him at a pavilion on this ancient tea-horse road. Cao Fu was still frightened, so he just said that he came late. The old servant laughed endlessly and said that coming early is not as good as coming by chance, neither late nor too late. When he said these words, the elegant old man looked at his daughter. Unfortunately, the girl Mi Li didn't say a word. The old man smiled even thicker, probably because his daughter was shy. Cao Fu is such a unique son-in-law. It would be a huge regret to miss him once. Now Cao Fu has obviously returned home in fine clothes, and he has not forgotten the engagement. It is even more rare. He must not miss it again. The vegetation of the Great Seal Dynasty It doesn't matter if you don't want to go, the top priority is to return to your hometown first to settle the marriage.

The "Great Immortal Master Cao" who was the disciple of Yang Yuan, the leader of the fierce bandits, said this.

Let Sui Xinyu remember it.

Cao Fu originally wanted to protect the old man to Dazhuan Capital and said he was willing to follow him all the way. However, when the old man said that he would go back to his hometown to gather grass and trees for a grand gathering, the journey would be long and his body might not be able to withstand the bumps. Cao Fu changed his mind. He also said that there are flood dragons causing trouble in Dazhuan Capital now, so it’s better not to go.

The group of people walked out of the pavilion, rode horses individually, and slowly went down the mountain along the ancient tea-horse road to return to the county where the Sui family in Wuling Kingdom was located. There was still a long way to go, and they also had to pass through the capital. This actually made it difficult for them to do so. Sui Xinyu felt very comfortable and thought it would be nice to take a short detour and go to the capital to see some old friends.

When the Mi Li woman got on her horse, she glanced at the end of the path from the corner of her eye, thoughtfully.

Yang Yuan's group of gangsters returned along the original road, either branching off the path and escaping, or running away, otherwise they might encounter them once they continued on their way to Dazhuan Capital.

On the way down the mountain.

Previously, as soon as Hu Xinfeng walked out of everyone's sight, he immediately started to stride forward. As a result, he saw the man in a blue shirt wearing a bamboo hat. Hu Xinfeng became angry when he saw this loser. He always felt that today was such an unlucky day. It was all thanks to this person. If he hadn't died, Fusei was playing music and chess in the pavilion, and played a game of chess with Sui. If he had left the pavilion earlier, or if he had left later, it might not have been like today. Not only did he, Hu Xinfeng, and The relationship between the Sui family is still harmonious, and maybe they can even get close to the superior Cao Fu. As a result, Sui Xinyu was now annoyed, not to mention that he had no chance of becoming acquainted with Cao Fu. Maybe that girl who was so good-looking that even he didn't dare to have a bad idea would end up with the half who had been separated for a long time and was better than a newlywed. Husband Cao Fu, blowing the pillow wind, Hu Xinfeng is afraid that one day his family will be ruined for no reason!

How big a loss is this coming and going?

The thought of this.

Hu Xinfeng swept over with his kick and hit the frail scholar on the head with his whip, causing the latter to fall into the dense forest beyond the mountain road and disappear in an instant.

Hu Xinfeng felt a little better now.

Hu Xinfeng felt much better and spat out a mouthful of blood-streaked saliva. He had been hit in the chest by Yang Yuanshuang earlier, but it looked like it was leaking, but the injury was not serious.

But after Hu Xinfeng walked half a mile, his eyes suddenly widened. Why was there that young scholar holding a hiking pole in front of him again?

Did I see a ghost during the day?

Hu Xinfeng carefully picked up a stone and threw it gently.

It just hit the back of the man's head. The man covered his head with his hands, turned his head with an angry look on his face, and cursed angrily: "Are you done yet?"

Hu Xinfeng wanted to laugh, but suddenly he didn't dare.

Hu Xinfeng's heartstrings were tense, and he was about to leave this ancient tea-horse road that suddenly made him feel so sinister. However, the man staggered directly towards him. This strange scene made Hu Xinfeng unable to move for a moment.

Hu Xinfeng's face was stiff.

The man held up his bamboo hat and asked with a smile: "Why, you won't go on the road even if there is a road? Are you really not afraid of ghosts hitting the wall?"

Hu Xinfeng swallowed, nodded and said: "Take the high road, take the high road."

The two of them walked slowly together.

Hu Xinfeng weighed it up and found that the man seemed to be unsteady on his feet, his face was slightly pale, and there was sweat on his forehead. After some hesitation, he quickly became angry and hit the man's temple with a quick punch.

Bang.

The man flew out of the Ancient Tea Horse Road again.

Hu Xinfeng rubbed his fist with his palm. It hurt. He should be dead now.

But after walking another mile, the man in green shirt appeared in sight again.

Hu Xinfeng was sweating profusely now, but his back felt cold.

Fortunately, the man still walked towards me, and then walked side by side with him, just walking slowly down the mountain.

Hu Xinfeng was sweating profusely.

Suddenly there was a sound of horse hooves behind me.

Hu Xinfeng retreated suddenly and shouted loudly: "Brother Sui, Mr. Cao, this person is an accomplice of Yang Yuan!"

It's just that the rider just passed by, and no one turned to look at him.

Hu Xinfeng felt like he was struck by lightning.

The young scholar smiled and said, "This is a bit embarrassing."

But the young scholar suddenly frowned.

Among the cavalry, the Mi Li woman said anxiously with her heart rippling: "Mr. Chen, save me!"

Chen Pingan just turned a deaf ear and slowed down. When he slowed down, Hu Xinfeng also slowed down.

However, the woman did not give up on her horse. She turned her horse's head in an instant and rode alone, going against the rest of the people and heading straight for the man wearing a blue shirt and hat.

Even Chen Ping'an was a little stunned. He had seen many shameless people, but he had never seen such a shameless person. The Mi Li woman dismounted, floated down next to him, and then hid behind him and the book box. He said softly: "Mr. Chen, I know you are a Taoist, please help me."

Chen Pingan turned his head and asked, "Am I your father or your grandfather?"

The woman suddenly took off her bamboo hat, revealing her face, and she said sadly: "As long as you can save me, you will be my benefactor, Sui Jingcheng, and I promise you everything with your body..."

Unexpectedly, the man slapped her and turned her around several times, then fell to the ground, knocking her unconscious while sitting on the ground.

The man said: "I have tolerated your family for a long time."

But the next moment, the man sighed, and in the hand of the weak scholar facing her and Hu Xinfeng, a jade bamboo folding fan appeared out of thin air, and said with a smile: "Beautiful Tangtu, beautiful Tangtu."