Righteousness

The side hall without tables, chairs, flowers and plants, although it occupies a small area, is wider than the main hall. It is the best place for martial arts competitions. After a stop, Yu Wenbai greeted him first and said: "Young Master Sun, please." Sun Jixiao immediately

Response: "Girl please first!"

Yu Wenbai smiled slightly, and immediately half-armed the pipa, and started the battle with the move "Come out after a thousand calls". Sun Jixiao's sword was not unsheathed, he just lightly touched the pipa with the hilt of the sword, and he could see what was going on.

The force was so strong that Yu Wenbai was blocked and returned. With a string of strings, the sound of the pipa suddenly became complicated and high-pitched. Along with this bright and rigid music, at the same time, what came back towards Sun Jixiao was a "silver bottle"

"The water slurry bursts out", the instruments and music are all impassioned, and the Tao will be able to penetrate any obstacles! The second move is so dangerous, even though Sun Jixiao is well-informed, he was shocked, and when the hilt of the sword came up to meet him, he was still shocked.

Reluctant to draw his sword, he immediately protected his body with his inner magic. At the same time, the sword passed by the small string and made a crisp and sweet sound. Just when he was about to breathe a sigh of relief, he secretly sighed that something was wrong——

It turns out that Yu Wenbai's move is not over yet. Although Sun Jixiao blocked it extremely accurately and with enough strength, it was obviously not as fast as Yu Wenbai's ethereal speed! Yu Wenbai, who is the master of lightness skills in the martial arts, is known as "stepping on the snow without leaving a trace"

, one move had just dissipated in front of Sun Jixiao, but the lingering sound was still lingering, and another move suddenly appeared behind him, coming menacingly. Behind Sun Jixiao, there was the sound of music, and there was murderous intent!

You really shouldn't have underestimated her! In this situation, Sun Jixiao was bound to fight her with his sword. After three back and forths, Han Shu, Qian and Yin'er were all immersed in watching her. Although they were nervous, they were also happy - it was obviously a competition, but

Because Yu Wenbai is here, everyone feels harmonious and peaceful, and their mood is naturally smooth...

Her steps are like music, delicate and light, her body is like music, jumping and lively, her character is like tune, gentle and gentle, and her face is like the pipa in her arms. This person should only exist in heaven!

Yu Wenbai waved his five strings and raised his pipa to face his opponent directly, while Sun Jixiao attacked from the side, his sword flowing like clouds and flowing water. "It seems like a wild goose falling on a flat sand in the Qingcheng School, but when you take a closer look, you feel that something is wrong. It's not very similar..."

"Yin'er frowned and whispered in Qian's ear.

Qian also nodded: "I'm afraid, just like Sun Siyu, they all stole their skills from Qingcheng. Of the three sword masters in eastern Sichuan, Guo Chang is a self-taught master. Sun Siyu is more like a direct descendant of Qingcheng, but Sun Jixiao is somewhere between them."

Between the two - the appearance is similar, but the connotation is different."

During the speech, he saw Yu Wenbai duck out of the way and use the move "Smoke Shatters Evening Bell". He changed his previous high-pitched tone and incorporated a lot of low and miserable expressions. Sun Jixiao's face darkened. He knew that he should not be underestimated and did not dare to neglect. He continued to surprise.

The battle was fought evenly for more than ten rounds. Both sides of the battle were so elegant, but it was a real battle of masters!

Qian and Yin'er watched the battle for a long time, but they still couldn't figure out the origin of Sun Jixiao's sword. They couldn't help but sigh that there were so many talents in the Black Ambiguous Taoist Association. At this moment, he had changed from passive to active, and his martial arts would definitely rank among the top ten in Yunwu Mountain. With the connotation of Yu Wenbai

The vicious Pipa, instead of being able to take him down within ten moves, seemed to have lost his strength! "This kid's

His internal strength is probably one of the few among his peers." Yin'er praised. Qian was startled: "He seems to be only one year younger than Yin'er." "Ah?" Yin'er was stunned. "Yin'er is actually still strong.

Call him a kid." Qian snickered. Yin'er naturally exclaimed: "Is he only sixteen years old? Then he was so strong when he debuted, he really looks like our Sword Master Dugu..."

"It may not be as good as Dugu. He won so quickly, perhaps because Miss Yuwen's strength was difficult to persist." Qian said softly, "That Miss Yuwen is more suitable for intimidating the enemy in an instant. Over time, it will be difficult for another outbreak to occur.

, it will only become more and more weak unless it is a last-ditch fight."

While saying this, Qian also noticed that Hong Hanshu, who was watching the battle on the side, had an extremely strange expression, and couldn't help but be startled - what happened? He said he was worried but it didn't sound like he was worried, he seemed angry but emotional. The two were still fighting, but he seemed to be

The man on the side was about to speak but stopped, his emotions were fluctuating, his body was trembling, and his fists were clenched, feeling both suspicious and excited... such a strange state...

After more than twenty moves, the winner gradually became clear. Yu Wenbai's graceful dance steps finally lost to Sun Jixiao's mysterious swordsmanship. After Sun Jixiao won, he said "acceptance!" while Yu Wenbai smiled and took a step back: "

Sun Shaoxia's martial arts skills are really superb." Returning to Hong Hanshu: "Brother..."

Sun Jixiao turned around, and was about to challenge Hong Hanshu, but suddenly he encountered this unexpected expression, and his face became unnatural: "Hong Hanshu, you..."

"Your surname is Sun, isn't it?!" Hong Hanshu grabbed his arms that were still holding the sword, completely ignoring what happened just now, "Let me ask you, is your surname Sun?!"

Sun Jixiao suddenly froze on the spot. Both Qian and Yin'er thought Han Shu was possessed by evil spirits. Everyone knew that Sun Jixiao's surname was Sun, wasn't he?

"You can't be wrong, the portrait hanging on the wall of your house is none other than my father!" Hong Hanshu rushed forward like crazy, facing the wall with tears in his eyes.

"You said...what did you say?" Sun Jixiao trembled, Qian and Yin'er also cast their gazes, and Yin'er suddenly realized: "The portrait hanging on the wall is none other than Hong Hanshu's adoptive father, the former master of the Qilian Mountains

Hong Xing was worshiped as a god by Sun Jixiao...wait a minute, is there actually a connection between Sun Jixiao and Qilian Mountain?!"

"And the sword in your hand... I gave it to you!" Han Shu confirmed more and more.

"Your surname is Hong, could it be that... you are the eldest brother?" Sun Jixiao seemed to be in a dream, feeling himself trembling, "What about you? Are you... Sister Bai?"

Yuwen Bai saw it with his own eyes and heard it with his own ears. When he said "Sister Bai", his hands began to tremble and even his pipa fell to the ground: "You...are...jinpeng?"

"It's Jinpeng!" Sun Jixiao burst into tears immediately.

Hong Hanshu was overjoyed and strode up to hug him: "Jinpeng, Jinpeng, you are here! Big brother has been looking for you so hard! Big brother has been looking for you so hard! Why are you here, how did we meet like this..."

"Eldest brother. Jin Peng only remembered that his eldest brother was named Hong, and he only remembered Sister Bai who played the pipa... But he didn't expect that Hong Hanshu turned out to be the eldest brother!?" Sun Jixiao burst into tears.

"Jin Peng?" Qian and Yin'er looked at each other for a moment and suddenly understood: "Qilian Jiu Ke, no wonder the youngest 'Jin Yi Ke' Sun Jinpeng only had a name but no real person from the very beginning of the coup uprising. It turns out...

Did you drift here?!"

"It turns out that Sun Jixiao from the Black and Ambiguous Taoist Association is actually the youngest member of the Qilian Nine Guests." Yin'er smiled and was moved, "We can't meet each other anywhere in the world..."

Yu Wenbai was so shocked that he felt like he was stuck in a quagmire and couldn't pull himself out no matter how hard he tried.

In that pale story, there are Xiao Junchi and Xiao Chuer who have finally parted ways, Hong Hanshu and Xiao Yulian who are intertwined in love and hate, Yu Wenbai who is lonely, and he, the young Sun Jinpeng.

As a childhood sweetheart, she used to tell him after playing the pipa that she would rather be the best person in the valley after Hanshu's death.

The inconspicuous and humble wild lily does not wait for spring, but only wants to bloom silently, even if it exists in a humble way. At that time, he especially liked the dandelions flying in the wind in the mountains. He did not like to talk, but listened to her with half-understanding.

Like it, it seems that it determines his destiny, so he has been drifting with the wind and time since he was born.

As a result, after so many years, she was still the same wild lily, still watching the snow in the lonely winter. The man she loved, Hong Hanshu, devoted himself to saving the back of another woman. And he, more than ten years ago, had already

Disappear into their lives and wander around...

Ten years ago, the memory is as fresh as yesterday. No matter how much everyone has changed, no one can hold back their tears——

"Brother, big brother! Jinpeng was sold by Master Xiao Shan at a low price!" What remains in my memory of that slave-like purgatory is the dark gray smoke, choking tears and pain.

"Jinpeng! Jinpeng!" The leader of the team was the eldest brother in red, who was chasing the fastest. He staggered and shouted the name "Jinpeng" loudly as he rushed. The ruthless horse team rushed away.

The cries of Qilian Jiuke shook the world, and the sunset that day will always remain in Wenbai's memory. The yellow sand in the sky covered his vision wildly, but the land was still barren, and the human world was just a cold-blooded framework...

Suddenly a little head popped out of the carriage. Jin Peng was like a frightened deer, trembling: "Brother Hong, Sister Bai...save me! Save me!"

Han Shu shouted loudly: "Jinpeng, don't talk! Listen to big brother!"

Jin Peng stopped shouting and his vision was blurred.

"When everyone has learned martial arts and when everyone has taken revenge, they will definitely look for you! Even if I turn the world upside down, I will still find you! Did you hear me, Jinpeng! Did you hear me!"

Jin Peng kept waving and shouting: "Brother, I heard it, I heard it!"

At that time, Wen Bai was out of breath, could no longer run, and collapsed to the ground.

Han Shu took a deep breath and continued to chase the carriage with all his strength. At that time, his martial arts skills were mediocre. He couldn't remember how long he chased, how far he drove, or how many times he had to fall. However, the road under his feet became increasingly difficult.

Long... He chased further and further, and Jin Peng's shouts in the carriage could no longer be heard. He only knew that the blood on his head was constantly rising. He could clearly see the wheels rolling. The dream of escaping the fate of a slave, he

It is impossible to realize it with Jinpeng...

The spokes of the wheels overlapped again, and the sound of the horses' hooves was so harsh that Han Shu knew he could no longer catch up, so he made a desperate move and lifted the sword from his waist and threw it at him: "Jin Peng, intercept the sword! Intercept the sword!" They were too far away!

He is far away and has missed the best period, but his direction is right and his strength is endless!

It was so pitiful that the child finally caught the sword and cheered: "Brother, I caught it! I caught it!" His last moment left a smile, a smile of satisfaction, that poor child...

However, his departure left Qilian Jiuke with endless pain——

"Anyone can sell it, but Jin Peng alone cannot!" When his father Hong Xing returned, he argued in front of the then slave owner Xiao Yuan, "Jin Peng still has a blood feud to avenge!"

Finally, the coup broke out, the coup succeeded, the Qilian Mountains declined, the Qilian Mountains were revived... Jin Peng could no longer share everything.

The petals fall, sadness and joy are invisible, failure and victory are invisible.

It disappeared and nothing can be seen.

He wanted to hold another handful of soil from the Qilian Mountains and soak in the rain from the Qilian Mountains. He also wanted to see a field of wild lilies in the back mountains that only two people knew about when the wind blew...

"Surprisingly, we are reunited..." Yin'er's nose felt sore and she was already very moved as she watched. For many years, she had been surprised as to why there were only eight people in Qilian Jiuke. When she found the answer, it was so unexpected.

Yes, reunion. Wind and rain have never shattered any dreams. Now Hong Hanshu is the master of the Qilian Mountains, and Sun Jixiao is also the well-deserved young master of the Sun family in eastern Sichuan.

Ji Xiao and Han Shu slapped each other and laughed for a long time. Suddenly they saw Wen Bai standing frozen on the spot. They couldn't help but be startled and moved: Sister Bai, her appearance has changed, but she is still as white and silent...

When Han Shu saw Ji Xiao's sword, he couldn't help himself. When he gave the sword to him, the coup had not yet happened, and there had not been so many changes in things and people. How could he tell him now, those closest friends who grew up together?

We, there are only three of us left now...

"Is it really Sister Bai?" Ji Xiao still refuses to believe it.

Wen Bai smiled: "Do you still think that I am that short, ugly little girl?"

"It's really a transformation of a woman. Sister Bai is so handsome now, that's why Jin Peng didn't recognize her..."

"Your sister Bai is now the most beautiful woman in Xixia." Han Shu said with a smile.

"By the way, brother, where is your crush - the woman named Xiao? Are you together?"

Han Shu immediately looked gloomy and said nothing. Yu Wenbai knew that he was deceiving himself again and stepped forward: "She is already dead..."

"No, she's not dead!" Han Shu roared, his expression almost ferocious.

"No, she's dead." Wen Bai's voice was soft but firm.

"When I say she's not dead, that means she's not dead. She's still alive, but she just changed her name and her identity!" Han Shu didn't know if it was a dream or reality.

"She's dead, brother, I'm sorry." Wen Bai whispered.

Ji Xiao looked at the silence between the two of them, and there was an undercurrent hidden deep in the beauty.

"The person who killed Sister Yulian was a woman named Feng Xiaoyin. She... She actually looked very similar to Sister Yulian... The eldest brother fell in love with her, and the eldest brother came to eastern Sichuan for the sole purpose of

There is only one person, that is, her. The elder brother does not give up. He meets someone who is exactly the same. He doesn’t know whether to love her or kill her. He always lies to himself and hangs himself in the past." Yu Wenbai lowered his head,

I couldn't bear to see Hong Hanshu's dejected eyes.
Chapter completed!