Chapter 3 Liu Wujin, Looking for a Sword 2()

Han Xuan had to admit that she was unlucky. When she met Liu Wujin, no matter how weird the miracle was, she would come to her door. No, she had just successfully divorced her husband, but she fell into the hands of her own family and became an enemy spy inexplicably. Liu Wujin was...

Feeling at ease, making the prison his home, he leisurely took out the reed pipe and played it. Han Xuan thought he had a way to escape, so she breathed a sigh of relief and calmed down. Liu Wujin suddenly turned his head and stared at himself with tears in his eyes: "That white horse, it's really

An eternal genius..."

Han Xuan almost fainted on the spot: "You, you, what did you say?!"

Just at this moment, a whistle sounded outside the door, and Liu Wujin immediately echoed it with a reed pipe. After a while, the iron door of the prison was kicked open, and a night traveler in black broke in.

This night traveler was armed with two swords and was unparalleled in bravery. A group of Song soldiers were crowded at the door of the cell. No one dared to stop him with swords and guns. As soon as Liu Wujin saw this man cutting off the cell door lock, he smiled and went up to him, ready to call him.

, but saw a strange face, and couldn't help but be stunned: "Who are you?"

"Please don't worry!" Somehow, this stranger's voice had an irresistible power. Liu Wujin nodded and pulled Han Xuan out of the prison. Suddenly, there was wind at the door and an iron gun crossed it.

Passing by the man in black, the man in black was agile and grabbed the handle of the weapon and struck back. When Song Bing shouted, his face was already covered with flowers. Liu Wujin took advantage of the situation and punched him again.

Song Bing fell down without even humming.

Seeing the sky and the moon again, she should have suddenly become enlightened, but when she saw this scene, Han Xuan was dumbfounded. The Song army had been lined up outside for a long time, and with such a huge disparity in numbers, they were afraid that they would be doomed.

"How dare you dare to rob the prison! You don't even take this general seriously!" The leader of the Song soldiers was lost in the crowd and could hardly be noticed without speaking.

Liu Wujin turned to look at the man in black. Under the firelight, he was surprised to find that the man in black was not a middle-aged man as he thought. On the contrary, he was a handsome boy of sixteen or seventeen years old. He looked steady and depressed in black.

, based on intuition, Liu Wujin felt that he was a good person, and thought: Who is this young man? Why are these eyebrows and this demeanor so familiar?!

The young man replied calmly: "I didn't use my courage to rob the prison, I used them." He raised the two swords on his left and right, and the general's eyes shifted to the swords. This young man quickly defeated the thunderbolt and had a lot of power.

Jun, strikes first and seals the general's throat with a sword. The sword hangs wildly, showing the intention of the sword. The light is cold and clear in autumn, and the force penetrates the bones. It still has the ancient style. It splits stars and cuts the moon. It is powerful and majestic.

There is no lack of agility and agility in swordsmanship. Although this move was expected, no one expected it to be so fast and soul-catching! Just this sword, both light and heavy, suitable for movement and stillness, can capture the opponent among thousands of troops.

, like driving a chariot to crush dust or hitting an egg with a stone, it can be said to be a majestic one.

All the soldiers were shocked and turned pale. They all gathered together. The young man pointed his sword at the general and pointed at the enemies around him: "All those who are loyal to protect the Lord, go down, and those who want to be accomplices can come up!" The general was not as majestic as before. At this moment,

He shrank his head and shouted loudly: "Did you hear that? Get out of here!"

All the soldiers retreated one after another. Seeing that Liu Wujin's hands and feet were still shackled and unable to move, the young man immediately drew his sword and slashed at Liu Wujin's iron chain. After a while, the general pushed the sword hard, waiting for an opportunity to strike.

He ran away, and at the same time, a fierce man among the soldiers shouted and stabbed him with a spear. The young man had superb swordsmanship. He quickly caught the shot with his left hand, and used his right hand to seize the general's throat with a sword. He suddenly swung another big knife in the diagonal path, and Liu

Wujin didn't have time to break free from the iron chain and screamed secretly, but saw the young man kicking the general down and stepping on the soles of his feet. His left hand continued to deal with the gun. At the same time, his right hand effortlessly neutralized the sword technique. It was incredibly sharp and clever.

Breathtaking!

Liu Wujin's martial arts are mixed, slightly lacking in refinement, but he has absorbed the strengths of many martial arts, and his sword blades are rare for those who are new to the martial arts. His moves are so intuitive that there is no need to sigh, as this young man can use them with ease and his superb skills are superior to them.

There are a lot of people there, but rarely there - string instruments, silk and bamboo, pipa, zither, all have famous music, and the world praises, loves and appreciates them. However, playing in unison will inevitably expose the shortage and make each other noisy. The young man is just the opposite.

Not only did it not destroy the elegance of the music, it was even more evocative. I wandered around for three days without being able to extricate myself. I thought about how I had been searching for music for many years. Such talents are rare but cannot be found. I was so happy that lightning flashed in my mind.

Another shadow passed by and disappeared instantly: Something was wrong, why was he using a sword to perform sword skills?!

Liu Wujin protected Han Xuan behind him and fought with the Song soldiers. How could those shrimp soldiers and crab generals be his opponents? While receiving the moves, he glanced at the young man with his peripheral vision: What a handsome swordsmanship! What a powerful combination of left and right!

This, this, is clearly the technique of Drinking Hatred Knife!

When Liu Wujin met Lin Qian two years ago, Lin Qian might not have been so skilled!

As for this young man, not only is his swordsmanship similar to that of Lin Qian, who has been in the world for more than two years, but his appearance and temperament are also similar...

In the night, the more Liu Wujin looked at him, the more he looked like Lin Qian, and he felt a little lost during the fight.

In the alternating darkness and light, Liu Wujin and Han Xuan followed the young man in a circle nervously. After a while, they got rid of the pursuit and left the border town. The young man hurried forward and looked at Han Xuan carefully on the side of the road. Han Xuan blushed and her heart skipped a beat, and then she became angry.

Shao: "What are you looking at?"

The young man frowned: "That's not right! Isn't this girl, wrong..."

"When did I call you wrong again?" Han Xuan seemed to be really angry, "Listen carefully, my last name is..." She was stunned and a little sad, "What is my last name? Ask Lin Chujiang, I'm just

The name is Xuan."

The young man was startled, then nodded and said, "It turns out to be Miss Han. I thought it was Mrs. Liu... I'm sorry!"

Liu Wujin was full of doubts: "Who are you? I clearly blew this code to Meng Chang."

The young man smiled and said: "General Zhu and our fourth master were drunk and almost delayed the important event. Please forgive me, Senior Liu."

The three of them rounded off and arrived at the wine village where Zhu Mengchang was. Zhu Mengchang came out smelling of alcohol: "Brother Liu, I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry!" Han Xuan covered her nose: "It stinks! Go quickly.

Take a shower and go!" The fourth master was sitting at the table. Seeing the young man's triumphant return, he said lukewarmly: "You're back? Give me back your sword."

Liu Wujin couldn't help but was stunned: It turns out that this young man is just the small leader of the Red Coat Village. Is it because the Red Coat Village is full of talents, or is this young man not meeting Bole?

For some reason, Wujin felt a little disgusted when he saw this arrogant fourth master. The middle-aged man waved his hand and urged the young man to leave. He turned around and bowed with a smile: "Master Liu, this is the first time we meet. You are really extraordinary."

Seeing the young man walking out alone, Wujin felt a sense of disappointment in his heart. He couldn't help but ask the fourth master: "What's that young man's name?"

The fourth boss was startled, and then hesitated: "He's just a small boss, does he need to remember it so clearly?"

Han Xuan looked at his disdainful tone and retorted: "Does the little boss not deserve a name? How can he be just a little boss when his sword skills are so outstanding?"

The fourth master sighed and said softly: "To tell you the truth, he is the descendant of a spy, how can he become a great person? He can be allowed to enter the Red Coat Village, all because of the broad-mindedness of our village master! By the way, Liu Daxia, you

We have already sent the White Horse to deal with Boss Zhang and come back."

"What's his name?" Wujin continued to ask.

"Lin Shengnan. Shuangmulin means Shengnan, which is better than the Southern Song Dynasty."

Han Xuan was surprised: "Is he fighting against the Jin Dynasty or against the Song Dynasty?"

Wujin smiled lightly: "I don't think so, Shengnan, Shengnan, Lingnansheng, what a good name."

The wine village is open until noon, when it is most popular. Zhu Mengchang and the fourth master, even though they had taken a bath and changed their clothes, their eyes were still looking towards the crowd of drinkers.

Wujin shook his head helplessly, thanking Lin Shengnan for rescuing them in time last night, admiring the crispness of his moves and the thoroughness and perfection of his actions. But when he thought of his life experience and saw the rusty iron sword on his waist, he understood everything.

Even more helpless. In the battle last night, Lin Shengnan came out and frightened the general into darkness. But now, he is in the dragon diving room, the clouds are sinking under the wind, the eagle is soaring in the shallow sky, and the cone is deep! The rivers and lakes of the Southern Song Dynasty,

Where to go?!

There was a commotion among the drinkers - "I really want to meet Lin Chujiang. It must have been very miserable recently. My daughter ran away from home and the Drinking Hate Knife disappeared. It's so miserable!"

"No, no, Hong Hanshu is the worst in the world! Although he is Hong Xing's only heir, he is not his biological son. After so many years of hard work, his position as the mountain master is unjust and unjust!" "Yes!"

Ah, for the sake of the coup, Hong Hanshu even killed his own woman. What an evil sect!"

"In Jiufen Tianxia, ​​there is a person who has been very troubled recently, and that is Song Heng, who conquered the world with one sword from Jiangxi." "Oh, that boy is very arrogant. He looks down on all the women in the world, and only pursues the most beautiful woman in Dali.

Lan Yuze, a man, wrote a love poem in the past, saying, "I gave up all the flowers for Fairy Gu". As a result, Miss Lan looked down on him and replied, "I don't like to transcend the worldly world." She also commented on Song Heng's love poem.

nondescript."

"These are just bad luck. In my opinion, the worst thing is Lin Chujiang. Yun Lan has been gone for so many years, and his daughter is at odds with him... The second wife left without saying goodbye. It is not easy to have an outstanding son. Suddenly

He disappeared for no reason! Alas, looking for and searching, deserted and miserable..."

Everyone laughed, Wu Jin's face turned green and red, and he glanced at Han Xuan with a slightly uneasy look. Han Xuan became more and more angry as she listened. She almost collapsed after hearing the last sentence, and stood up with a swipe. Wu Jin couldn't hold it back, and let it go.

She kicked the group out of the house: "You guys with no ambitions, you only know how to drink when you have time, and fight against Jin when you have the energy. Why should you fight against Jin Yishi's cynicism?!"

Liu Wujin shook his head gently, and Lin Shengnan lowered his head: "Senior Liu may not know that the Kingdom of Jin has seen this kind of thing a lot, and this is the reason why it cannot restore the country."

Han Xuan drove away a group of drunkards, her face was frighteningly pale, and tears had already burst into her eyes: "Tell daddy that I lost the Drinking Hate Knife, and I must find it back before I can be worthy of it back. I don't want daddy to be laughed at because of me!" After saying this, she cried.

Just leave.

"Xuanxuan!" Wujin was about to chase after him when a young swordsman stood up in the corner and held him down: "Uncle Liu, let her vent her anger. I'll take care of her."

When the sky was still dominated by darkness, Sanguan was sleeping soundly in the autumn wind, silent in the unknown suffering, and the Dagger Valley did not wake up. The border where the mountains and the sky meet, the color goes from light to dark, and the orange color goes from there layer by layer.

Peel away, spread, and compete in time and space.

Wujin and Lin Shengnan traveled all night, and finally arrived in the forest a hundred miles outside the Dandao Valley before dawn. Wujin got off the horse and said: "Shengnan, don't mind if I wait for someone." Shengnan nodded, very surprised.

The feeling of intimacy, his character, are elusive. Perhaps, the impression he gives people is a feeling, a feeling that is very desirable-but difficult to find...

"Sheng Nan, when I mentioned it to the rebels outside the Short Knife Valley to help find the Yinhen Dao, every one of them either declined or just perfunctory. It's rare for you to come with me without saying a word." Liu Wujin thanked him sincerely.

Shengnan tied up his horse and stepped forward, with fallen leaves blowing behind him: "I hope that the relationship between Red Coat Village and Dandao Valley will not become cold just because of their distance. In troubled times, we still have to help and support each other, so that we can become a good couple in the future.

Moreover, Senior Lin and Shaoxia Lin are both necessary figures in the world. They have lost the Drinking Hate Knife and it is their duty to help find it."

Wujin listened and nodded repeatedly: "You are really a warm-hearted young man. It is too rare to have such good martial arts skills and such a temper."

"Are you talking about Song Heng, the nine-point world leader? In fact, it is understandable that he relies on his talent and is arrogant."

Wujin shook his head and smiled bitterly: "You lack strength in your bones, Shengnan, don't you want to leave your name in the history of martial arts? Just be a passerby?"

Lin Shengnan was startled, lowered his head and remained silent.

Wujin patted him on the shoulder: "Don't let yourself drown in the vast world, keep your dreams, there will always be a day when you will become successful."

Shengnan raised his head and smiled: "Thank you, Senior Liu, you are a very special leader. In fact, there is no need to persist for the sake of achievement, and there is no need to implement for the sake of results."

Wujin was stunned for a moment, then he laughed: "You're right. By the way, don't call me senior, it's so awkward. Remember, you have to call me Uncle Liu!"

"Uncle Liu?" Lin Shengnan was stunned, "You... are the eldest brother in your age... how can you call me uncle?"

Just as he was wondering, he heard the sound of a whip, and a clear voice came: "Who is deliberately talking about his age again!" Wujin was whipped by the whip and took a step back. As soon as he finished speaking,

A girl in white jumped down, and she must be the person Wujin was waiting for. This girl was pretty, with fair complexion, petite figure, and her clothes looked very thin.

She smiled as soon as she appeared and asked Shengnan enthusiastically: "Hello, what's your name?"

Sheng Nan said it. When the girl heard it, she joked: "You can't have Sheng Nan's thoughts in resisting Jin." She turned her head and glanced at Wu Jin, "But she can't have the idea of ​​'leaving five kilograms' either. I haven't been beaten by Liu Wu Jin recently."

Torture?"

"Lu Yi, what are you talking about?" Wu Jin interrupted, "Lin Shengnan, you must not treat this person like a woman, he has a wilder temper than a man."

The three of them set off from the Short Knife Valley and went south to search for the knife. On this day, the story begins with the pass. Sheng Nan looked at the road on his way back and forth, and had a premonition that he would no longer be riding alone through the fallen leaves.
Chapter completed!