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Juvenile Gexing Chapter 3

Juvenile Gexing Chapter 3

003 Yue Ji Smiles and Sends Posts, Minghou Kills in Anger

“Green Ant’s new fermented wine, a small red clay stove. It will snow in the evening, can you have a drink?” A man in black with a stern face was sitting on the carriage, holding a wine glass in his hand, and looked at him with a smile. people in front of you.

There were sixteen people in total, each holding a knife, as bright as snow.

“Brother Tai is so elegant.” The leading swordsman smiled, “But we can drink the wine, but you have to keep the things on the carriage.”

“Oh?” The corners of the man in black raised his mouth slightly, “It’s been too hard for you to follow me all the way in this snowy day, but you are destined to not get what you want, so I want to invite you to drink this glass of wine, and then…”

“Then?” The swordsman raised his eyebrows, gripping the knife a little harder.

“Then go die!” The man in black jumped up, and a silver light appeared in his hand.

The swordsman raised his knife and shouted angrily, “Go!”

There was a clear and crisp impact, and the silver light from the man in black’s right hand directly hit the blade of the swordsman.

“Fingertip blade.” The swordsman sucked in a breath of cold air. He seemed to hear the sound of something cracking a little bit. He retreated hastily, but it was too late. It broke in an instant.

The man in black raised his hand with a smile, and the swordsman saw that the fingertip blade, as thin as a cicada’s wing, danced in the man’s hand into an incomparably beautiful knife flower, one or two, and then turned into thousands of flowers, It is as beautiful as a buddha lotus that blooms in an instant. But the swordsman was no longer visible, and the fingertip blade lightly drew a bloodstain on his neck. The man in black tapped his toes and took three steps away. The swordsman’s entire head slid off, and blood gushed out.

“Perhaps the person who sent you didn’t tell you who I am.” The man in black returned to the carriage and picked up the wine glass that he had just put down. “Perhaps you are willing to drink this last glass of wine now?”

“Fingertip Blade, are you from the Tang Sect in the middle of Shu?” The swordsmen retreated one after another.

“Maybe.” The man in black waved his sleeve, and a small red-tailed arrow was instantly nailed to the forehead of a swordsman, “You say I’m from the Tang Sect, so I’ll give you this little red-faced arrow.” Here you go.”

The world was so quiet that it seemed that there was only the sound of snow falling gently. There were still thirteen swordsmen standing, but none of them dared to speak anymore, and no one knew whether the next hidden weapon would fly towards them. Each of them held their breath, and under the hidden weapon of Tangmen, they were alive. There is only one chance to go down.

The man in black smiled, and gently pulled the rein: “Drive!”

The carriage took him happily away from among the thirteen swordsmen, and no one dared to try to stop him.

Until the carriage drove three miles away, the man in black who had been drinking with a smile on his face finally put down his glass and began to cough heavily. He wiped the blood coughed up from the corner of his mouth and smiled wryly: “Master asked me to What kind of goods are being transported, and so many masters have been attracted along the way.”

After the man finished speaking, he flicked the reins vigorously, turned over and jumped onto the hood of the car. Unexpectedly, there was a person standing on the hood, that person was about thirty years old, with white hair fluttering in the wind, holding a jade sword in his hand, quite immortal.

“Tang Lian?” The man turned his head and smiled at the man, tapped his toes lightly, jumped out of the car hood, and landed leisurely on a dead tree next to him.

And the blade in the man’s hand flashed with light, and he had already stabbed out, but it was only in vain.

“You know my name?” The man’s pupils suddenly constricted.

“We will meet again.” The white-haired man didn’t answer, but beamed with a smile.

At this time, the carriage drove away in the snow and dust all the way.

“White-haired jade sword, excellent lightness kung fu. Why have I never heard of Master saying that there are such masters in the Jianghu?”

It was already late at night, and the snow outside was getting heavier and heavier. Tang Lian drove the carriage into a dilapidated temple, lit a fire and prepared to take a rest. But he always thought about the man he saw during the day. When the man landed on the hood, his murderous aura almost made the wind and snow flow against the current, but when Tang Lian confronted him head-on, he didn’t seem to fight. It means that Tang Lian is not sure of winning with his lightness kung fu and aura of murderous aura.

“What a strange person.” Tang Lian threw the straw in her hand into the fire, but at this moment, a horse neighed suddenly from the door. Tang Lian immediately extinguished the fire with a wave of both hands, jumped up and sat on the beam.

“The snow is too heavy. How long will it take for it to stop?” A man rushed into the temple complaining loudly, and sat down on his buttocks. Hearing the voice, he seemed to be a somewhat immature boy.

“Hmph, if it wasn’t for my horse being one of the best horses in a thousand miles, we would have been buried in the snow long ago.” Another person also walked in slowly, his voice was also lazy, but his voice seemed to be a little longer how old.

“Hey, hey, how long have you been talking all this way, are you a horse seller?” The boy was a little impatient.

“Let’s light a fire first.” The other person ignored him.

“It doesn’t seem to be cold in the temple.” There was some confusion in the boy’s voice, “It seems…”

“Did someone go overboard just now?” The other person leaned down, touched the grass ash on the ground lightly, and turned to look at the boy, “It’s hot.”

Tang Lian, who had been lying on the beam and closed her eyes, opened her eyes in an instant. He turned over lightly, and the whole person fell silently and vertically, with the fingertips in his hands, and walked straight towards the person.

“That’s great. It’s so convenient!” The young man beamed with joy, “I’m afraid the grass will be wet, so it won’t light.”

Tang Lian was taken aback, and thought: Could it be just two ordinary passers-by? He hastily threw a thin thread from his sleeve, wrapped it around the beam, and pulled himself back.

The two people below had already started the fire at this time, and sat on the edge to warm their hands. Tang Lian looked at the flames, and saw one of them was wearing only a thin red dress with a handsome face, while the other was wearing a thick fox fur coat, huddled inside, leaning lazily on the pillar.

“Lei Wujie, you said you wanted to take me to Xueyue City, but you’ve already taken the wrong direction twice. Are you sure you’re going the right way this time?” These two were naturally Xiao Se and Lei who set off from Xueluo Villa. Wu Jie, but it has been more than ten days since they set off, because the wind and snow were too heavy, but the two of them lingered in place for a long time.

Lei Wujie smiled helplessly: “Actually, it’s also my first time to go to Xueyue City, but I swear, this time must be right.”

Hearing the word Xueyue City, Tang Lian’s heart moved and she looked at Lei Wujie.

His last name is Ray? Could it be from Lei’s family in the Thunderbolt Hall in the south of the Yangtze River? However, the name Lei Wujie had never been mentioned before.

Xiao Se sneered at Lei Wujie, ignored him, and closed his eyes.

“Xiao Se…” Lei Wujie frowned suddenly, and sniffed the air vigorously, “Did you smell something?”

“Smell?” Xiao Se opened his eyes and sniffed, “It’s the fragrance of flowers, the fragrance of roses.”

Lei Wujie stood up and looked out the door: “Will roses bloom in snowy days?”

“No. It’s the scent of rose dew. Rose dew can only be bought in the Baihua Pavilion of the imperial capital when you leave Dashi, Zhancheng, Java, and return to China…” Xiao Se didn’t stand up, but turned his head to look outside the door. When is there a woman standing.

A very beautiful woman. She was wearing a thin purple gown. The wind blew her long gown gently. The silver moonlight shone on her body, making her as white as jade. She smiled at the people inside the door, and the faint fragrance of rose followed her With a smile, it seemed to become more gentle.

Her voice was also extremely gentle: “Unexpectedly, in this wilderness, I can meet someone who can recognize elegance. I begged the master of Baihua Pavilion for many days, and she sold me this bottle. Just smell it.”

Xiao Se smiled and replied to her: “The wind is high and the moon is cold. We lit a fire inside and it’s very warm. Miss, do you want to come in and sit?”

“No need.” The woman still smiled softly, reaching out to stroke her temples.

“You are beautiful, when the wind blows on your temples, the amorous feelings will be even more beautiful.” Xiao Se turned to look at Lei Wujie, “But this little brother of mine only has one dream of being a hero in his heart. , I’m afraid he still doesn’t understand.”

Lei Wujie was already holding a gold sticker in his hand at this time, it flew out of the woman’s hand when she stretched out her hand to stroke her hair, the speed was so fast that even Lei Wujie was surprised. Lei Wujie picked up the gold post and looked at it. It was square and square, with only one word written on it.

die.

Lei Wujie thought of a legend. Although it was his first time dabbling in the rivers and lakes, he liked to listen to all kinds of legends in the rivers and lakes since he was a child. For example, there is such a saying circulating in the Jianghu.

“Yueji smiles and sends posts, and Minghou kills in anger.”