Red leaves dance in the west wind.

But now it is not late autumn...

The unique climate scenery of Xuejue Mountain has made the maple forests on the mountain red everywhere...

Under the waterfall, beside the maple forest, in the torrent, a man in white stood like a lone crane on a huge rock.

The white clothes were like flying snow, and the hair of this person was also flying like snow in the west wind.

His white hair was tied behind his head, fluttering in the wind, and his eyebrows were white, but there was not even a wrinkle on his face, and he couldn't tell how old he was.

The cheeks and forehead are towering, the cheeks are as thin as slim, the appearance is cold and solemn, the skin is like dead fish meat, with no trace of blood, pale and transparent, and the lips are no exception, as if frozen, presenting a strange lead white.

The weirdest thing is his eyes.

The eyes were narrow and long, and the eyes were completely white, like ice stones, as if they had condensed.

A cold and evil spirit condensed on him.

In his left hand, he firmly held a long sword, a veritable long sword. The sword body, which was three fingers thick, had a length of seven feet, and a person was as tall as a seven-foot sword.

There is a way that one inch long and one inch strong, but the sword is seven feet long. Not to mention killing people, even if it is unsheathed, it will become a big problem.

The man in front of him used such a long sword. If he hadn't pretended to be amazing, he would have drawn the sword as fast as lightning, and his sword technique would have been unique, which was unusual.

The rapids hit the boulders, the water droplets splattered, the west wind blew, and the maple leaves all over the mountain "rustled" like bloody rain.

The clothes were dancing in the wind, emitting flying, and everything seemed to be moving between heaven and earth.

Only the man in white did not move at all. It seemed to be transformed into one with the giant petrol, but from a distance, it looked like a scattered smoke.

When the wind blows, it seems to be scattered into thousands of threads.

His eyes were always wide open, and his ice stone-like eyes were lifeless. There was no sign of excitement.

But no one would have thought that a pair of eyes like this would suddenly emit a sharp light like lightning.

The eyes flashed, and the figure of the man in white also moved. The sound of a broken silk and breaking through the air was also shot out like lightning!

The scabbard of the seven-foot sword suddenly became three feet shorter.

The scabbard was not broken. It just sank three feet straight into the stone. The figure of the man in white shot straight into the air at the same time, and the sword was also unsheathed. The man and the sword instantly formed a flying rainbow, shooting towards a red leaf flying in the west wind ten feet away!

The sword is seven feet long, and the distance of ten feet is also reached in an instant. The tip of the sword penetrates through the red leaf, three feet through the green edge!

The red leaf was just an ordinary leaf. The sword was so fast that the red leaf was not so excited by the sword wind. There was only one explanation - the sword was too fast!

In an instant, the tip of the sword pierced the red leaves and penetrated them completely!

At this moment, this penetrating red leaf was like a heart, silent.

The sword pierced three feet and suddenly pulled out again. The red leaf was as steady as it was frozen in the air, and the sword edge completely took off from the red leaf. The figure of the man in white had flew backwards backwards and fell into the air!

His feet were unbiased and stood in his original position, and his right hand was still on the hilt of the sword. However, the sword had been sheathed.

His sharp eyes also shrank, and the wood stood still, as if nothing had happened.

The wind is still blowing rapidly, and the red leaf is still flying in the strong wind.

At this moment, a sound of applause blew with the wind. At the same time, a male voice full of magnetic charm said leisurely: "Okay, okay, I haven't seen you for many years. Mr. Yan's sword skills were unexpectedly improved to such an extent. It's really gratifying."

The low voice seemed very far away, or just a short distance. Where the voice fell, a person swept across the forest like a wind and landed on the shore of the rapids, and his figure was as elegant and light as falling leaves.

The man was quite tall and handsome, with a strong face like a silver basin, and a few strands of beards under his jaw floated on his chest, and a sense of majesty of the superior person arose naturally.

I reached out and found that red leaf was held between the middle fingers of the food and food.

The red leaf was not driven by his figure. He hit the ground without making any sound, like a flying catkin, falling quietly on the ground.

Before landing, every inch of his muscles seemed to move. Until the landing, the movement stopped and this person felt real.

At this time, the man with Xuetong said: "Zhao Fengchan, there is nothing to do, you won't come to see me, right? You know, this is the first time you have come to see me in person after the sect that a hundred years ago. But well, I have something to tell someone about. When you come, I won't have to go there in person."

Zhao Fengchan, the "Top Ten Sects in the Martial Arts World" ranked tenth, the leader of the Fengyun League, and the peerless master ranked sixteenth in the "Thirty-Six Heavens".

Zhao Fengchan snorted coldly, and the red leaves in his hand turned into powder and scattered in the air. He said coldly: "You want to find me too!? Humph, the past is really unbearable to look back. This time, I came for the sect that happened a hundred years ago..."

"Oh? What does this mean?"

Zhao Fengchan frowned and said angrily: "Yan Wuchang, do you really don't know, or are you deliberately pretending to be stupid? This time, you five good guys sent to Jingzhou by "Blood Evil" and how did you come back? Three of them came back, one became disabled, and the other became a one-eyed dragon. The other one could not recover to its original level within a few years. This is just their youngest apprentice... You said, what do you want to do!?"

"Ghost Sword" Yan Wuchang, the nominal commander of "Blood Evil", and the "Thirty-Six Heavenly Jue" ranks fifteenth.

"Oh... So you are talking about Kunwu Sect!"

"Hmph! Ask it knows why." Zhao Fengchan said coldly: "The bad guy just turned back from the 'Martial Land'. The news he brought back made Zhao shudder. I am afraid that we will not take action anymore. The juniors of Kunwu Sect will grow into a terrifying opponent like Li Muchan in no time. It is a disaster for you and me, not a blessing."

"Hahaha, it seems that Brother Zhao attaches great importance to this person. Indeed, such a person does make people have to be wary of. But Brother Zhao is relieved, this time, it's not our turn to take action..."

"Why is this!?"

Yan Wuchang sneered and said, "The news that a certain family just received is that the Demon Sect will make a big move in Jingnan. If it succeeds, the black and white martial arts will be greatly damaged, and then the world will be in chaos. All parties will protect themselves and it will be much easier to destroy Kunwu."

"Oh?" Zhao Fengchan's eyes shone and said, "Luo Podi has been waiting for so long, and he is finally willing to take action?"

"Not bad. Not bad!"

Yan Wuchang and Zhao Fengchan sneered together with their own ulterior motives.

"But Brother Zhao, what I said before was to bring it, and it happened to be the words of Lord Romon..."

"Oh? Luo Podi asked you to tell me? What did you say?"

"Master Luo Mon said..." Yan Wuchang's ice stone-like ghost eyes rolled up, and he sneered: "He said that the fragment of the 'Nine Heavens Tongxuan Jade Bi' that Brother Zhao obtained in the chaos... Hehe, after thinking about it, he thought that in the past hundred years, could he ask Brother Zhao to lend him a few more questions?"

"What, you..." Zhao Fengchan's face changed several times in an instant. Unexpectedly, what he did secretly back then was eventually discovered.

However, what a person Zhao Fengchan is? Since he was discovered, he cannot tolerate denying it.

So he bowed openly and said calmly: "Since Brother Luo speaks, what's wrong with me? But at this time that thing is not in my hands..."

"I know..." Yan Wuchang rolled his eyelids and continued, "But Brother Luo said that there was a young man under the general of the shogunate who stole the thing and came to Shenwu from Yingzhou. I believe that this news will not take long before Yingzhou will be passed on to Brother Zhao."

This time, Zhao Fengchan really found it difficult to remain calm.

The other party actually knew better than himself about what happened in Yingzhou. The infiltration of the Demon Sect power is really heartbroken. Needless to say, the Demon Sect's collusion with the shogunate general has long been vivid in his mind.

"Brother Yan, please tell Lord Luo to rest assured that as long as that boy appears in Shenwu, I guarantee that he will not survive for three days..."

“So very good.”

Zhao Fengchan then looked cold and said solemnly: "But please ask Brother Yan to tell Lord Luo Mon that the omission of that incident a hundred years ago will be asked to deal with it carefully this time. Don't let others worry about it anymore..."

"Must tell..."

call……

With a sound of breaking through the air, Zhao Fengchan disappeared into the woods with red leaves flying.

After snorting coldly, Yan Wuchang said lightly: "Zhao Fengchan is really timid and afraid of things. He is obviously very ambitious, but he is always restricted. He only looked at the huge career under Motianling, so he couldn't help but want to take action. Unfortunately, he still wanted to rely on the power of the Yingzhou warriors, but he did not dare to take the lead alone. Even if he uses the situation to achieve success in the future, his achievements will be limited and ultimately subject to foreigners."

"What my second brother said is very..."

An old voice came from the sky, and a figure flashed. A tall gray-clothed old man from now on, from behind Yan Wuchang, was the old servant beside the old man Tianji.

"Zhao Fengchan is so unwilling and shrinks his hands and tails, and he will definitely be replaced by villains in the future..."

Yan Wuchang bowed and bowed, "Brother said very well." Then he asked, "Brother is stabbing me, but what is the master's order?"

The old servant smiled and said, "It's not a big deal. This time, the failure of five killers to assassinate Kunwu and Ye Qingxuan made the master unsatisfied. Since the Demon Sect has a backup plan, let our people not take action easily and wait for an opportunity to act. Also, in this assassination, a boy named Zong Xuan participated in it. The master had some connection with him, so our people should not touch him. However, people from other organizations can take action, but the action plan should be known in advance."

Yan Wuchang's heart moved, but the one who knew the truth did not ask much, nodded.

************

When Ye Qingxuan and Zong Xuan appeared at the agreed meeting place, the miserable situation of the two scared everyone.

Ye Qingxuan's chest was stained with blood and his left arm was seriously injured. Zong Xuan was almost cut open and saw the sword in his heart, which made everyone predict the tragic assassination at that time.

Ye Qingxuan, whose wound was treated, lay on the bed. Mei Yinxue looked angry and stared at his face. If Feng Qingyan hadn't come to check it out, Ye Qingxuan would almost have the idea of ​​kneeling down and begging for mercy.

"Hehe, I just heard someone encountering assassination not far from the city gate. I was still wondering who was so unlucky. I didn't expect to know the answer so soon. It turned out that it was you kid... Oh, no, right, hahaha, when I met you, it must be those bastards who were unlucky..."

Feng Qingyan laughed at the junior brother, asked the back to pull out the wine gourd behind him, and handed it to Ye Qingxuan and said, "Come on. Let's make two good foods, and the injury can heal faster..."

Mei Yinxue helped her forehead and was speechless to the brothers.

Zhang Chu'er, who was taking care of Ye Qingxuan's injuries, stopped him and said, "Brother Ye Zi is injured and can't drink..."

"Oh, when did you become your little girl..." Feng Qingyan teased: "My junior brother never said he wanted to take a concubine..."

Zhang Chu'er's face turned red with a loud blush. She glanced at Mei Yinxue in horror and shook her hand and said, "Sister Mei, I don't..."

Mei Yinxue said helplessly: "Senior sister knows, senior sister knows that they are bad people, ignore them!"

After saying that, he led Zhang Chu'er downstairs and didn't even look back at Ye Qingxuan.

Alas, Ye Qingxuan shook his head in disappointment.

In front of a smart woman, a man is as innocent and ignorant as a child. The feeling of being seen through by people at a glance is really... very... helpless...

A woman without talent is virtue.

This sentence is simply right.
To be continued...