Chapter 51 Chapter 51 Before the Great War

After Lang Fanyun sent Han Bai and Fan Liangji away, he returned to the inner room, Lian Xiuxiu slept soundly early, her pretty face glowed with happiness.Under the moonlight leaking through the window, the quiet night is so gentle. He sat on the edge of the bed and pulled the quilt for her. After that night, he accompanied her to sleep well every night, and then meditated separately.This has been a habit for a long time. For him, meditation is like ordinary people's sleep and rest. Seeing Lian Xiuxiu's contented and peaceful appearance, I couldn't help but feel apologetic. He can no longer throw himself into the passion of a man and a woman as unfeelingly as a pair of pity, to the point of abandoning the pursuit of the way of heaven and the way of swordsmanship, and devote himself wholeheartedly to making the other party happy.

Being with Lian Xiuxiu is a bit like paying off some kind of heart debt. This talent can be compared to Ji Xixi, and at the same time, a courtesan who is Ji Xixi's admirer, it seems that Xixi made some arrangements for him in the dark, asking him to fulfill the promise to Xixi before he died. There are still many beautiful things in this world. , don't give up everything because of her departure! Lian Xiuxiu is just another Ji Xixi, the kind of non-pretentious and ostentatious, direct and free-spirited line of work is especially amazing, as long as you fall in love, you will never look back.

That night, he took Ji Xixi with him and left the capital overnight, but Zhu Yuanzhang finally got the news and asked the ghost king to lead his masters to deal with him, and intercepted him at the Jingnan Station, fifty miles southwest of the capital. The Jianma man stood up and woke up Ji Xixi from his sleep. His star eyes revealed a look of surprise and bewilderment. From Lang Fanyun's arms, he looked at the three men standing in the way in the twilight. The ghost king stands proudly with his hands behind his back, behind him are two master generals, Tie Qingyi and Bi Tianyan. Xu Ruowu laughed, and said: "Xu, send hello to Miss Xixi first." Rudian's eyes turned to the chic Lang Fanyun, and he said coldly: "Lang Fanyun, you should be proud. In the past ten years, except for dealing with Mongolian people, I have never personally acted, but I heard that you are making waves, and I still couldn't help coming here."

Ji Xixi said angrily: "Mighty King, this matter is Xiqing's willingness..." The ghost king let out a long laugh and interrupted her: "Miss Xixi is not an ignorant person, you should know the cruelty of reality, just because Lang Fanyun is a traitor, it would be difficult for Xu to let him go away alive. If it was someone else Man, maybe Xu Mou will forgive the young lady, let him go, and just take the young lady back to the capital." Lang Fanyun smiled slightly, and whispered in Xixi's ear: "Don't talk or get angry, leave everything to me." Xixi nodded slightly, and snuggled into his arms comfortably.

The ghost king snorted coldly, and said in a deep voice: "Brother Lang, why don't you get off the horse with the beauty in Huai Nei first. So that Xu can give you a fair duel opportunity, and you can taste the power of the rain-covering sword that can conquer the world, and has the power of ghosts and gods. It is really a happy event in life to meet each other today." Lang Fanyun smiled leisurely and said: "Brother Xu is too famous, but if Xixi leaves my arms, no matter the victory or defeat, Xixi will not be able to leave with Lang." The King of Ghosts shook his head and laughed, "Could it be that Brother Lang wants to hold a beauty in his arms and stand tall immediately to deal with Xu's whip?"

Lang Fanyun looked up to the sky with a long smile, and shouted: "Why not!" Clamping the horse's belly, the horse let go of its four hooves, and rushed towards the three people led by Xu Ruowu. The dust billowed for a long time. When Xu Ruowu's eyes flashed with astonishment, Tie Qingyi and Bi Tianyan rushed forward separately, the cloth shirt and crutches came into their hands, and they swept up obliquely, facing the waves and the clouds. Lang Fanyun's move was extremely dangerous, but strategically it was the best choice in this situation. Even if he has the ability to reach the sky, he still can't face-to-face confrontation without any buffer to resist the joint attack of the three masters including the ghost king, but he has to take this risk.

First of all, the ghost king is a hero, and he would never join forces with the generals to besiege. Secondly, and most importantly, they will never hurt Ji Xixi, otherwise it would be useless to kill him. Ji Xixi became his protective shield instead, preventing the opponent from using his full power. There is a beautiful woman in his arms, so he can only play defensively, so if the horse is not safe.He will lose his mobility and be in a tough fight. Tie Qingyi's gown sweeps towards the horse's neck like a cloud, if it is worn, it will ensure that the horse's head will be separated from the body.

Bi Tianyan darted towards Lang Fanyun's side, struck out lightning with two crutches, and attacked Lang Fanyun's right shoulder and back separately, teaching him that Tie Qingyi could not stop Tie Qingyi from killing the horse.Both of them took attack positions that would not affect Ji Xixi, and they fell into Lang Fanyun's ingenious calculation. After the ghost king retreated, he still stood proudly with his hands behind his back, and the divine light of the two suns shot out, covering the waves and clouds tightly, preventing him from abandoning his horse and escaping with the beauty.

Ji Xi leaned into Lang Fanyun's arms tenderly by half-closed star eyes, the feeling of needing someone to protect and love, aroused Lang Fanyun's pride and arrogance, with a long howl, the Rain-covering Sword came out of its sheath, Smart and ingenious, without the slightest trace of chiseling. Firework-like light spots exploded in front of Ji Xixi's eyes, and the front and right sides of the horse's head were full of light spots and chichi sword aura, which dazzled everyone. When Xu Ruowu saw the opponent making a move, he was immediately moved, and without saying a word, he soared into the sky like a ghost, flying over Lang Fanyun's head.

Tie Qingyi's gown first touched the Rain-covering Sword, and when he struck with all his strength, his strength disappeared immediately. Not only could he not hurt the horse, but he also lost the follow-up attack power of the changing move. When he was shocked, an irresistible force pulled Wearing a long gown, he was led to fly from the horse's head to the side. Tie Qingyi was finally a master, he immediately let go of his long gown, and at the same time kicked in the air, kicking the horse's throat. The gown changed from flying horizontally to straight upward, and with a swish, it shot towards the ghost king who was coming towards him like a shooting star chasing the moon.

Unstoppable, Bi Dayan, who can make the three armies change, twisted his waist in the air and turned around, seeing that his crutches were about to smash the waves and turn the clouds.Unexpectedly, with a sound of "dang", Lang Fanyun's sword hilt slammed back, just in time to meet the turn that was attacking his shoulder, and then the sword light in front of his eyes exploded, with Bi Tianyan's bravery, he still couldn't continue to move towards his back Hit the other crutch, and when the crutch was turned back to protect the body, a series of voiceless sounds of gold and iron mingled. Bi Tianyan suffered from the fact that her feet were off the ground, and it was difficult to exert force, so she let out a muffled groan, and was thrown towards the forest beside the road by the Fuyu sword. Lang Fanyun stretched out his left foot at the same time, as if he had eyes, he fought hard against Tie Qingyi. Tie Qingyi let out a miserable snort, and flew the kite with a broken string to the opposite side of Bi Tianyan. At this time, Tie Qingyi's long gown, which he picked out so easily, had just met the ghost king, and the inner strength of Tie Qingyi and Lang Fanyun was stored in the gown.With the ghost king's conceit, he didn't dare to take it head-on, he snorted coldly, turned somersault in the air, and the long robe flew under him with a whimper.At the same time, the whip of the famous ghost king flew out from his sleeve, and headed towards the top of the wave that was galloping. Lang Fanyun laughed loudly and shouted: "I got the lesson!" The Rain-Fuying Sword turned cleverness into clumsiness and soared into the sky. The ghost king let out a long laugh, and the ghost king's whip turned into whip shadows all over the sky, covering the waves below, and the whip wind was strong and powerful. The waves turned over the clouds and then clamped the horse's belly, urging the horse bought with a lot of money to increase its speed to the limit, and the rain-covering sword exploded with light and rain.Reflecting the light of the early sun, like a net of light, it completely isolates the line of sight below. With the cultivation of emptiness, you must also be horrified. After a series of sounds of clashing swords and whips, Xu Ruowu exhausted his true energy.When it fell to the ground, Lang Fanyun had already ridden five feet away with Mei Ce. The two swords returned to the sheath with a "clang". The Ghost King waved his hand to stop the two generals from chasing after him, took a deep breath and transmitted his voice vigorously, "Given some time, Brother Lang will definitely have a showdown with Pang Ban, and the journey will be smooth." When Lang Fanyun woke up from the memory, the three words of Ghost King Xu Ruowu still seemed to linger in his ears. There are more than 20 days left, and it will be the big day for him to fight against Pang Ban to block the river.Since Xixi's death, he has been looking forward to this day. Long before Pang Ban sent him the letter of challenge, he had already decided to challenge this outstanding figure who had been the number one master in the world for sixty years. Only at the moment of life and death decisive battle, facing life and death, can he realize the true meaning of life. Except for Pang Ban, no one else could give him the same stimulation and inspiration. Thinking of this, with a low moan, he bowed his head and kissed Lian Xiuxiu's face, and left the room. Under the anticipation of everyone, the days slipped away day by day. The warships of the Nujiao Gang gathered in the waters near Lanjiang Island, patrolling back and forth, implementing a blockade. On the handsome boat of the Nujiao Gang, Ling Zhantian, Shangguan Ying, and Zhai Yushi were directing the overall situation.They were even more nervous than wanting to take back the Nu Jiao Island. It was the fourteenth day of the eighth month, and the Nujiao Gang received information that the giant ship carrying the magician Pang Ban entered the waters of Dongting, temporarily anchored and berthed.When the news arrived, the atmosphere immediately tensed like a bowstring. A warship under the flag of Liang Qiumo sailed with full sail, then gradually slowed down, and slowly stopped beside the handsome ship. Several people rushed over, not only Liang Qiumo, but also Han Bai and Fan Liangji, and even the little ghost king Jingcheng Leng came. When everyone met, due to the heavy heart, there was less laughter and excitement in the past. When he came to the podium, Liang Qiumo said: "Many people from the sect also want to come to watch the battle, and they formally informed me." Ling Zhantian looked at Lanjiang Island hidden in the clouds ten miles away, and smiled wryly: "Do they think they can still see him fighting at such a distance?" Fan Liangji said in a deep voice: "Brother Ling is in a bad mood, that's why he doesn't like everything. They also follow our example, they only think that the closer they can get to the battlefield, the better. At least they can see who left Lanjiang Island alive." Suddenly everyone fell silent, no one was interested in talking anymore. Lang Fanyun of Xiao Nu Jiao was talking and laughing happily. At this time Fan Bao came in and said: "The little sail is ready, the first one really doesn't need a villain to steer the boat?" Lang Fanyun laughed dumbly and said: "Fan Bao, when did you become so sluggish, the most important thing is to put away the two clear streams and springs. If I don't have any wine to drink, I will come back to settle accounts with you." Fan Bao lowered his head and hurried away without saying a word. Hua'er, who was waiting on the two of them, burst into tears with a "wow", covered her face and ran back to the inner house. Lang Fanyun smiled wryly at Lian Xiuxiu: "Why does everyone seem to be in trouble, it really bothers me." Lian Xiuxiu diligently carried the pot to pour wine for him, and said in a pleading tone: "Xiu Xiu has poured this glass of wine, Lang Fanyun must allow Xiu Xiu to send him off the boat." Lang Fanyun recalled the moving scene of Ji Xixi crouching in his arms when he faced the ghost king that day, felt pity in his heart, nodded and said: "How dare Lang Fanyun disobey orders." Lian Xiuxiu sighed softly and said: "These half a year has been the happiest time in Xiuxiu's life, Langlang, don't worry! Xiuxiu knows how to take care of herself." Lang Fanyun raised his glass and drank it down, and said calmly: "Good! I never thought that before the battle of blocking the river, I, Lang Fanyun, could still get this confidante." Pang Ban looked far north, and in his heart floated the isolated island in Dongting Lake that was blocked by smoke, clouds and raging waves all the year round. Thousands of hectares of blue waves, the lake surface stretches endlessly several feet below the edge of the huge boat at your feet, the clouds are slowly rising, and the sparkling lake water reflects the afterglow of the sunset, surging back, stirring the hearts of countless people. The towering and towering Lanjiang Island, what will it be like at this time tomorrow night? Pang Ban standing upright on the bow looked back at his past, and with his determination not affected by the world, he couldn't help sighing. The most shocking moment in his life was the moment when he saw Yan Jingan for the first time. That changed his future destiny. Tomorrow at this time, what he faced was no longer the endless lake, but the horse's feet piercing the sky from the bottom of the lake, the waves splashing violently, and although there were trees on the island, the isolated island with few birds blocked the river. He waited for a full year. This moving moment will come when the sun sets again in front of you. On the sky under the setting sun, he seemed to see Yan Jingan's slender hands like suet and white jade, considerately flipping pages of the "Cihang Sword Code" written in Sanskrit for him. Since he stepped into Jing Zhai's Jiange three days ago, and Ji Jingan opened the first chapter of the Sword Code, he sat down at the table without saying a word or moving a finger, just reading the sword intently. The swordsmanship and methods recorded in the canon that surpassed the limit of human intelligence, the sword is. That is the source of all martial arts minds in the two holy places of martial arts. The scriptures of Jingnianzong are only copied from twelve of the thirteen chapters in the sword manual, and then interpreted and changed. After reading the twelfth chapter, Yan Jingan suddenly closed the sword code, moved to the side of the long table, and stared deeply at him with his chin resting on his hand. With Pang Ban's self-restraint, he still couldn't help being stunned for a while, before he said: "Does Master Yan want to harm Pang? When he was enjoying it, he refused to let me continue to read the thirteenth chapter, which should be the most exciting." Yan Jingan smiled sweetly and said, "I didn't expect Brother Pang to be anxious. If Jingan made a move just now, would he teach Brother Pang a somersault?" Pang Ban shook his head and smiled wryly: "I can't always beat you, tell me quickly, do you need Pang Ban to force you?" Yan Jingan laughed and said: "Brother Pang is so strange, the sword code is within your reach, why use force, it's just a matter of effort!" Then he sighed quietly: "I really wish I could You can read the last chapter right away, and it's all over." The light in Pang Ban's eyes flickered, and after staring at her for a long time, he turned his eyes back to the sword book, nodded and said: "Master Yan Zhai said well, although the methods contained in the sword book are profound and incomparable, they are not comparable to Pang has no chance, so don't watch it." Yan Jingan smiled slightly, stood up, moved to the window overlooking the back mountain and listened to the rain, and said calmly with his back behind his back: "Jingan invited the magician here today because he was uneasy and kind, and wanted to attract the magician. Take a look at the death test that details the last move." Pang Banxiang knew this earlier, and said without any surprise: "I don't know if Master Yan believes it, but when Master proposed to let me read the sword manual, Pang Ban knew what Master Yan meant." Yan Jingan turned around, and said with a smile: "Of course I can't hide it from Brother Pang! Jingan didn't intend to hide it from you, and I don't worry about you not getting into the game. With Brother Pang's pride, I don't think I can't make it through Deadlock, right?" Pang Ban gave a long sigh, stood up from his majestic body, slowly came to a place about three feet in front of Yan Jingan, bowed his head to examine her elegant, gentle, and lovable face, and said softly: "Master Yan Zhai Why did you temporarily change your mind to avoid the risk of Pang's death?" Yan Jing'an's face dimmed, she lowered her head and walked from beside him to the gate, and said softly: "There's no need to pursue it anymore, Jing'an doesn't want to waste words on such matters." Pang Ban turned around and shouted: "Jing'an!" Yan Jingan stopped at the exit, and said softly: "For the sake of calling my name for the first time, let you accompany me to the Pavilion of Listening to the Rain, and enjoy the crescent moon that is about to rise over Dongshan Mountain!" Soft words, reverberating in the heart lake. It was dark before the eyes, and the last ray of the setting sun disappeared under the lake. The bright moon that is about to be full shows a fairy posture in the sky. Pang Ban suddenly had a strong yearning for Yan Jingan. The waves are turning over the clouds! Are you now in a corner of Dongting Lake with 36,000 hectares of water and vast waves, the same bright moon as my Pangban gazer? The bright moon hangs high above the sky, the waves turn over the clouds and sit in the heart of the boat, casually controlling the small sail, behind is the shadow of Shibahu Island emerging from the water like a hump turtle. After breaking through the customs and leaving the capital that morning, Lang Fanyun took Ji Xixi to travel leisurely back to Nujiao Island, and immediately sent a letter of challenge to Hongxuan Buddha, formally challenging this invincible black list master. At the tenth move, he killed this mighty blacklist master. This battle definitely confirmed his status as a master of the black list. At that time, his popularity was especially higher than that of the poisonous hands. As a result, the prestige of the Angry Dragon Gang increased greatly. When he hurried back to Nujiao Island to meet his beloved wife, he met Li Ruohai first on the way, and then Yan Jingan who had been hiding deep in his heart. As suddenly as last time, when he was pouring himself a drink in a small wine shop, his heart moved, as if she had come. This magnificent woman sat quietly opposite him, she was still dressed in men's clothes, she smiled happily and said: "I will be the host this time, okay? I will just drink a glass of wine with you, congratulations on your success." Lang Fanyun summoned a buddy, purposely added a big soup bowl for her, and said with a smile while pouring wine: "Isn't the Master planning to see me again? Why didn't you travel thousands of miles to come here?" Yan Jingan frowned, looked at the bowl of strong wine equal to three bowls, and said slightly annoyed: "Is this a trick to frame Jingan?" Lang Fanyun took it for granted: "Lang is trying to get the Veteran drunk, to see if the strong wine can break the Veteran's heart?" Yan Jingan lowered her head and smiled slightly: "Is it true that a man with a lovely wife will have a sweet tongue?" Lang Fanyun was slightly astonished, and put the empty jug back on the stage, and said with a dumbfounded smile: "According to Lang's personal experience and his words and deeds at the moment, I'm afraid the Master of Vegetables is unfortunately right." Yan Jingan sighed slightly, glanced at him faintly, then cast his eyes on the crystal clear sorghum wine, and slowly said word by word in a calm and trembling tone: "Why did I change my mind and come to see you again? Jing I'm afraid that An doesn't quite understand herself, or because of Lang Fanyun, she already has her own heart, so Yan Jing'an is not so afraid of seeing him!" Lang Fanyun hit the table and sighed: "Now I understand why Pang Ban has retired for twenty years." A bitter and heartbreaking smile floated from the corner of Ji Jing'an's mouth, and if he didn't hear it, he said: "Jing'an has a proposal, I wonder if Brother Lang has the courage and tolerance to accept it?" Lang Fanyun sat comfortably on the back of the chair, staring at her extra-large bowl of spirits with a smile, and said calmly, "Master Yan, why don't you tell me." Yan Jing'an covered her mouth and laughed, Shen Xiong was charming and innocent, and said happily: "You have figured it out again! How about ignoring it! The waves are over the clouds! Are you willing to share this big bowl of wine with Jing'an?" Lang Fanyun came down silently, staring blankly at the bowl of wine. Yan Jingan's face turned red for the first time, her head drooped slightly, she said nothing, her eyes were full of sadness. Lang Fanyun sighed softly, smiled wryly and said: "If Master Yan said this last time, my younger brother would definitely ask Master Yan if the bowl is suitable for wine, but unfortunately Master Yan refused to give Lang Fanyun that Chance to go or not?" Yan Jingan's face returned to the snow-like beauty, and she said calmly like still water: "The road of cultivating the Tao is the loneliest. One day, Brother Lang will become as lonely as I am. This has to be paid. cost." The night wind blows, bringing the familiar smell of the lake. Lang Fanyun woke up from the heartbreaking memory, as if he had just been stabbed deeply in his heart by a sharp knife. Fang Yeyu came behind Pang Ban who was standing upright at the bow, bowed and said, "The big ship sets sail immediately, and we can arrive at Lanjiang Island before it gets dark tomorrow." Pang Ban said indifferently: "After the battle of blocking the river, regardless of victory or defeat, Ye Yu, you must lead everyone back to the outside world immediately, marry wives and have children, and enjoy the rest of the year in peace. Don't pay attention to the affairs of the Central Plains." Fang Yeyu said respectfully: "Ye Yu would like to obey Master's instructions." After saying this, he retreated and ordered to set sail. Pang Ban smiled bitterly, the Great Yuan Dynasty was finally over, and there was no hope of a comeback. Even though he was able to prolong the Yuan Dynasty's lifespan by a few years or even more than ten years, it was useless. The Central Plains is too big, and an unpopular foreign court cannot stand by force alone. The scene of that day was still alive in his mind. Pang Ban leaned on the railing and looked at the sunset on the west mountain like a huge ship, Yan Jingan behind him said: "Brother Pang, do you want to play a game of chess with Jingan?" Pang Ban shook his head and said, "I'm sorry! Pang doesn't want to decide the outcome with Jing'an." Yan Jing'an sighed, and said softly like a dragonfly touching water: "Then let Jing'an have the courage to ask the magician if there is still a chance for a great Yuan?" The building boat slowly slipped through the water and sailed towards Lanjiang Island with full sail. Han Bai and others gathered in the stands, looking at the glowing clouds that indicated that the morning sun was about to emerge from the lake, and they were silent. The sky is bright. August 15th finally came. Tonight, every household will decorate with lanterns and streamers to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival. But they can only wait for the results of the battle here. Three days after Ji Xixi passed away, Lang Fanyun was still quietly in front of her grave. He finally understands what true loneliness is. It doesn't matter how many people are around you, it's a matter of heart. Good luck tricks people! Fate is bad! After three days and three nights of thinking, he finally realized that the most terrifying opponent is the invisible fate. One day is still confined between life and death, and is about to be manipulated by fate. The moment he came to this conclusion, Yan Jingan came to his side and said softly: "When Jingan heard the news that Xixi was sick, she rushed over immediately, hoping to use her experience in medicine to do her best Unexpectedly, it was still three days late." She was dressed in a snow-white and broad silk gown, with only a two-inch-wide ribbon tied around her waist, vaguely revealing her infinitely graceful figure lines, with a kind of indescribable tenderness and fragility. The long black hair in the shawl hangs freely on the back of her chest, and her black hair and icy muscles show her feminine beauty that was concealed by men's clothes before. For the first time in three days, Lang Fanyun moved his footsteps, left the new grave, and said in a deep voice, "Is the Veteran interested in going to drink with Lang again?" Yan Jingan looked up at the star-studded night sky of Nujiao Island, and said softly: "It's so late! The wine shops are closed." As he said so, his footsteps followed the waves. Lang Fanyun didn't take her to drink, but led her to a lonely cliff behind the island, stopped at the edge of the cliff, looked around, and after a long sigh of infinite grief, he instantly returned to his former calmness , Xuan sighed dejectedly again, and couldn't help but say: "Xixi is dead!" Yan Jingan came behind him, hesitated to speak, and finally did not speak. The lake wind blows, and the two of them are flying and hunting. Lang Fanyun's eyes were covered with indelible deep sadness, and he fell into the beautiful and sad memories, and he said dreamily: "Xixi taught me how to grasp and appreciate life, so that every moment is so fresh. , so touching. I am fascinated by the time in front of me, looking forward to the coming of the next moment, and hope that time will never pass away. Now that the regret is gone, life has no more lingering lingering on me, making Lang become a Another doomed to be alone." Yan Jingan moved forward slowly, came to his left side, and sighed faintly: "Last time I went to Jing'an to meet Brother Lang. I wanted to ask for something, but I didn't say it in the end. Now Brother Lang wants to know ?" Lang Fanyun retorted and asked, "Has Master Zhai fallen in love with Pang Ban?" Yan Jingan said with a sad smile: "So what if we are in love? The path we have chosen is doomed to be alone for the rest of our lives. It is an arduous journey against the current. As long as you relax a little, you will be swept away by the rushing current." Rushing down, sinking forever in the lower reaches of the boundless ocean of material desire." After a moment of silence, Yu Rong returned to the serenity of still water, and said lightly: "Anything related to life is like a dream for a while, and it disappears in a blink of an eye, leaving no trace, coming empty-handed, and leaving empty-handed." Lang Fanyun said casually: "Then why does the Master still come to see someone Lang three times, isn't he afraid of getting deeper and deeper?" Yan Jingan showed a rare sweet smile full of the taste of her daughter's family, and said happily: "Brother Lang finally couldn't help but say such words that make people breathless." Her unfathomable eyes flashed with wisdom, and she said slowly: "If Jing'an is ruthless, she doesn't care about what happened in the world, let alone encountering Pang Ban and Lang Fanyun, maybe it will be sooner or later." Entering the realm of sword heart enlightenment, entering the gate of death and death. It's just fate playing tricks on people, so it's not possible to let go at this moment." Lang Fanyun didn't expect her to be so straightforward, so he turned his head away in shock, looked at her elegant and slender silhouette, and said in astonishment: "Does the Master know that it is unwise to expose his weaknesses in this way? If you want to get Zhaizhu, isn't Zhaizhu's persistence and hard work in the past all in vain?" An inscrutable smile escaped from the corner of Yan Jingan's mouth, and he said spontaneously: "None of Pang Ban, Lang Fanyun, and Yan Jingan are people who took advantage of others' dangers to bring about the current situation. Since they are destined, why should they take part? Don't scare Jing'an, brother." Lang Fanyun laughed dumbly and said: "No wonder Pang Bandou is no match for you, and Lang is willing to bow down." Yan Jingan turned her delicate body, faced him and said happily: "At the meeting tonight, Jing'an hadn't seen Brother Lang's handsome smile until now. Anyway, Jing'an also said the words that shouldn't be said, and Lang Brother, are you interested in listening to Jing An's heartfelt words?" Lang Fanyun couldn't help but laugh, and said with a wry smile: "Why don't you tell me about it." Yan Jingan jumped up like a little girl and said, "You won't be able to see through Jing'an this time." Lang Fanyun sighed: "Don't I know that Yan Zhaizhu happened to use a mysterious method to arouse Lang's vitality and fighting spirit? Zhaizhu wrongly fell in love with Lang Fanyun, but I am still very grateful in my heart." Yan Jingan turned around, looked at the intersection of water and sky, and said softly: "When we first met Pangban, Jingan was caught off guard. But when I saw you in the ancient county of Huangshan, I was well prepared. , I still lost my Dao heart. That’s why I only said that there might be an indefinite future when I said goodbye. How could I find an excuse and couldn’t help but come to see you again. Three times we meet, the second time is the most unforgivable.” Lang Fanyun sighed deeply, and said in a deep voice, "Does Lord Yan Zhai want to use me to deal with Pang Ban who is about to leave the customs, so as to arouse my ambition?" Yan Jingan returned her elegant expression that was not stained with a trace of common dust, her beautiful eyes flashed with an unprecedented expression, and said softly: "How can Lang Fanyun be a person who is at the mercy of others, let alone me?" Yan Jingan inspires fighting spirit. Xixi's death will push you on the same path set by Pang Ban, and one day when the road ends, you will meet at that point, and you will never feel lonely again." The morning sun rose above the lake, shining on Yan Jing'an's silky white clothes and silver lights, and her jade face shone with a holy brilliance, which had nothing to do with this secular world. The morning sun in my memory suddenly turned into a sunset that was about to sink into the water. Lanjiang Island is faintly in sight. The side near Nujiao Island is densely covered with ships, and there are also countless light fighting ships patrolling back and forth. The waves turned over the clouds and rose up, lowered the cloth sails, and passed on the internal force, the boat immediately tilted its head, and the water splashed at the stern, and the body of the boat was like a flying fish, breaking through the waves like an arrow towards the river blocking island. shoot away.