Chapter 27 Twenty-seventh Tempering Fire Devil Heart Refining Sword

Fang Baoyu heard the gentle voice like hypnotic music, and could no longer bear the strange hypnotic magic power, and finally couldn't help but gradually lowered his eyes. But this is not a question of whether to sleep or not, this is an arduous battle - Baoyu's enemy at this moment does not want his life, but his will to collapse.This battle is testing Baoyu's courage, will and confidence from beginning to end. This battle is completely different from the thousands of battles Baoyu has experienced in the past half of his life and the next half of his life. Although this battle seems peaceful, it is actually the most difficult and dangerous, and because of this battle, it will undoubtedly affect Baoyu's life.

The two thin eyelids are like a gigantic gate at this moment, and Baoyu has concentrated every energy and strength in his body to support it so that it will not fall completely. The frightening thing is that his spirit has almost reached the verge of collapse, and he can hardly concentrate—his body has begun to shake a little. The voice slowly said again: "Sleep...sleep...don't struggle anymore. More struggle, more pain. Only sleep can make you happy at this moment." The voice became softer, and Baoyu's body shook even more. The voice said: "Sleep...sleep...the medicine is irresistible. As long as you sleep, you will feel as if you have become another person when you wake up, and you will be extremely happy."

Baoyu's heart skipped a beat, as if someone had whipped her, spinning like a top. "Become another person... How can I become another person... Has the little princess become another person? I can't sleep! Can't sleep..." He tried to concentrate and told himself: "I will not sleep, I will never sleep... I just woke up from a comfortable sleep at this moment, my energy is very strong! I have never drunk any magic Medicine, all I want right now is movement...movement..." His eyelids were already narrowed into a line, but at this moment they slowly opened. His body was shaking like a broken leaf in the wind, but the shaking has stopped at this moment.

This is a strange battle, this is the crystallization of spirit, will and confidence, this is the great power of the "heart"! The magic and greatness of the power of the human heart is sometimes inconceivable; as long as the faith is firm, its power is omnipotent and omnipotent. Fang Baoyu has been honing day and night for many years, just honing his heart.Even though his body is still as fragile as ordinary people, his "heart" is stronger than fine steel. Even though his body is still as dirty as ordinary people, his "heart" is as bright as a mirror!Although his physical strength is limited, his mental strength is infinite!

This power can change the course of the river and change the shape of the mountain! This power finally defeated the darkness—the hazy darkness covering Fang Baoyu has gradually disappeared—the vision in front of him has gradually become clear. At last he saw his enemy. The person sitting opposite exuded a frightening and strange aura all over his body - even the robe on his body was a strange and frightening bright red color. Naturally, his eyes are even more bewitching and frightening, the eyeballs are a kind of deep purple like flames.The deep purple eyeballs almost occupy nine out of ten of the eye sockets, and others can hardly see the whites of his eyes, so when his eyes turn, others can also feel that his eyeballs seem to have condensed in the eye sockets, when he stares at others At that moment, it seems that there is a flame burning your body and mind, which is almost beyond the tolerance of anyone.

Even more intolerable was his countenance. His entire head seemed to have been thrown into a furnace and burned by fire, and his face was covered with ugly, monstrous, disgusting, and even more frightening scars. However, the palms of his hands are surprisingly smooth and delicate, with slender fingers and neatly trimmed nails, there is absolutely no blemish in the entire palms. He caressed the scars on his face with his fingertips. The contrast between his ugly face and his beautiful hands gave this person a bit of breathtaking magic. Baoyu stared at him intently for a few moments, only to feel a chill rise from his back and go straight to the top of his head, just like being swept by the cold and trembling tail of a rattlesnake.

He was not like a human being at all, but a monster made by the Creator with the strangeness of the devil, the coldness of ice and snow, the scorching heat of fire, the sliminess of poisonous snakes, cunning and viciousness. However, the voice of this beast-like monster is as gentle as water and as sweet as honey. There was a hint of astonishment in his eyes—he was amazed that Fang Baoyu not only did not fall asleep, but instead became sane. He said slowly: "Thank God, thank the True God of Fire, you really have the perseverance like a camel, the bravery like a vulture, and the wisdom like a fox. You're actually awake?"

Baoyu tried his best to keep his mind and voice calm. He also said slowly: "It's really surprising that you sing praises to your enemies so much. You should have blamed your gods, just because they didn't bless you, but bless your enemies instead." The red robe said humanely: "Enemy? Who is this palace's enemy?" He suddenly laughed, the laughter was so gentle, and continued: "The enemies of the palace are already dead, if you are the enemies of the palace, how can you live until now?" Fang Baoyu said: "If I am not your enemy, why do you want to harm me like this? Does the Fire Demon God of the Five Elements Demon Palace have such malice towards friends?"

The red-robed old man laughed again, and said, "Ah! You already guessed who I am?" Fang Baoyu said: "That's right, not only have I guessed who Bo is; I have also guessed your intentions. I already know why you are doing this to me." The fire demon said: "What is it for? Tell me and listen." Baoyu said: "First, you don't want to be blocked by me because you only want bloodshed in the rivers and lakes, and when the martial arts are seriously injured and the masters of the rivers and lakes are all killed, you can sit back and relax." Yuli, swept the world with the force of a new thunderbolt, and ruled the martial arts world."

The fire demon said: "Okay! Good guess, what else?" Fang Baoyu said: "You have tried every means to attack me, you want to make me unable to gain a foothold in the martial arts - also because you don't want me to have a decisive battle with the man in white in the East China Sea, so that the man in white will wash the martial arts with blood. The more damage your central vitality is, the easier it will be for you to succeed." The Fire Demon God smiled slightly, and said, "You guessed wrong on this point." Fang Baoyu said: "Of course, you have other intentions in doing this. I can't be tolerated by the world's martial arts heroes, so I can only join the Five Elements Demon Palace..."

He paused, but this time the Fire Demon God didn't answer, as if he had acquiesced. Baoyu continued: "But you still don't know what ability I have, so you use various methods to test my martial arts, wisdom and concentration. If I can't stand your test, I will die under your hands. There is no loss to you, just because I can't stand your test, I don't have the value of being used by you at all." The fire demon said: "Okay, well said." Baoyu said: "If your test can't trouble me, all my conditions must have met your requirements, and you will definitely ask me to do something." The fire demon said: "What will I ask you to do?" Baoyu said: "What you want me to do must be very dangerous and difficult. No one else can do it except me. That's why you are willing to spend so much effort on me." The fire demon god's eyes suddenly moved away from Baoyu's face, and moved to a certain void in the far corner. After a while, Fang Zi said slowly: "Yes, judging from the current situation, it is true that you are the only one involved in this matter." can do." Baoyu sneered and said, "But how do you know that I will do this for you?" The Vulcan God retracted his eyes like lightning, and shot Baoyu's face like an arrow, saying: "Although you have a superhuman will, the will can only control your mind, but it cannot control your muscles. Although your mind has not collapsed at this moment, your limbs are still weak. Still unable to move, I can still take your life at any time!" Baoyu smiled slightly, and said: "You see, I am the one who will succumb to your threats? Matters of life and death are nothing in our eyes, and you should admit it!" Fire Demon God was silent for a while, then suddenly asked: "How old are you this year?" For a while, Baoyu couldn't figure out what was the purpose of his sudden question, so he remained silent for a while, and finally replied, "About twenty." The Fire Demon God said softly: "Death is indeed an easy thing in the eyes of twenty-year-olds, because young people still don't fully understand the preciousness of life and the pain of death. But when you reach my age, you will know The only thing in the world that you can miss the most is life, and there are many good things in life that you haven’t enjoyed, and now that you’re dead, how can you feel sorry for yourself?” Baoyu smiled and said, "Are you tempting me?" The fire demon said: "I didn't seduce you, but I want to tell you that as long as you are willing to do this for me, I can provide you with enjoyments that most people in the world can't dream of, such as fame, status, beauties... , Wealth... Whatever you want, you can get it. If you had illusory dreams in your childhood, this palace can also make these dreams come true." Baoyu murmured, "I have what I want." The fire demon said: "Not bad!" Baoyu said slowly: "Among the words I have heard in my life, there is indeed no word that is more tempting and touching than yours, but..." He suddenly laughed again, and continued: "But, am I the one who will fall under your temptation?" At this moment, his faint smile can indeed express his determination better than all kinds of angry words. The Fire Demon God remained silent again, and after a while, Fang Zi said: "But don't forget, you have nothing now, no one in the Jianghu thinks highly of you anymore, you have been cast aside by the world, so, how about you?" Is there anything worthy of your self-respect and desperate maintenance? Why are you still unwilling to obey my orders?" Baoyu slowly said word by word: "Even though I have nothing left, I still have the right to die! This is something worthy of my self-respect and self-respect, and worth my all-out efforts to protect." The fire demon said: "Do you know that drawing a knife to death is not an act of a brave man, but a coward's? Just because of drawing a knife to die is far easier than struggling to survive. If you are really a man, you should desperately strive to survive Otherwise you are nothing but courage, a coward with the feathers of courage and vanity." Baoyu laughed again, and said: "What a brilliant plan to provoke generals, but unfortunately, I am not the kind of person who will be excited by any provocative tactics and completely lose my mind." The Fire Demon God stared at him quietly for as long as a cup of tea, as if he wanted to turn his gaze into a sharp sword and pierce Baoyu's heart. Then, he said in a deep voice, "How can I move your heart?" Baoyu smiled and said: "No matter who asks me to do something for him, he can only ask me." The fire in the eyes of the Fire Demon God felt even hotter, but his voice was still gentle and calm. He said slowly: "Please? How can I beg for help?" Baoyu said: "You don't know how to ask for help, but at this moment I have seen your panic and urgency from your eyes. I have already guessed that as long as I am willing to do this for you, you will not hesitate to sacrifice everything, even go out." Something you have never done in your life, even begging me...isn't it?" The Fire Demon God sat silently for a long time. The words of the two just now are beautiful, moving and sharp, just like the poisonous arrows decorated with seven-color feathers and engraved with ten brocade reliefs, beautiful but deadly. Both of them are testing their own determination and testing each other's will - this is not only a war of words, but also a war of will and wisdom - such a war is obviously more powerful than a bloody battle of knives and guns Harder and more exciting. Because no matter who among the two wants to win, he must not only have moving rhetoric and strong determination, but also must be able to detect his weakness from the bottom of the other's heart and break it. It's like an empty door to detect the flaws in the opponent's moves, but usually you use sharp swords, but in this battle you use sharp words, and people always guard their own weaknesses much more tightly than the empty door in martial arts. . In this battle, the Fire Demon God unexpectedly lost the wind again. His daily life was full of contradictions and pain, and his sharp words could no longer be uttered. The battlefield where the sword was fought just now, is now as quiet as a tomb. After an unknown amount of time, he suddenly stood up, without saying a word, and drifted away. The red robe fluttered like a flame, and he disappeared in an instant. He left very suddenly, as if he was going to play another trick. But Baoyu was not worried, because he was convinced that he had grasped the weakness of the Fire Demon God.He firmly believes that what the Fire Demon God wants him to do is not only related to the Fire Demon God, but also has a great relationship with all the people in the Five Elements Demon Palace. Sooner or later, the Fire Demon God will ask him for it. He has grasped the key to victory or defeat in his hands, and from now on, he has completely taken the initiative—he naturally has nothing to fear. An old man was lying on the couch in the next room. He was covered with a heavy quilt, facing the wall, neither his body nor his face could be seen, all he could see was his gray hair like a mess of grass. The little princess was sitting on the side of the couch with her head bowed. Although her body did not move, her eyes were moving, and the expressions on her face were ever-changing, making her whole body full of an unpredictable and dexterous temperament—even though she was sitting still , but it seems like flying and dancing in the clouds. If the Five Elements Demon Palace can really control her body and mind, that is really unbelievable. The Fire Demon God floated away, sat heavily on the low table at the head of the bed, and sighed: "I don't think there are people with a heart like steel in the world, so..." The old man on the couch interrupted: "You don't need to say anything, I have heard clearly what you two said next door, and I found it very interesting." Although his voice was slow and hoarse, it had a strange power.This kind of incessant drawing and chopping power is unique to those who have been struggling with pain all day long. The fire demon said: "Interesting? Fang Baoyu is like an idiot when he pretends to be stupid, and he is like a poisonous snake when he is cunning. He can't be beaten or caught, and he can't catch him. Is it interesting that you and I have such an opponent?" The old man said: "If it weren't for such a person, how could we do that?" The fire demon said: "Although the words are good, but...but we have exhausted all means, and he still refuses to submit...Although it is easy to kill him, it is really difficult to make him obedient. The hateful thing is , we just can't kill him, do you really want me to ask him to do it?" His voice was getting agitated, but the old man still didn't turn his head, he just said slowly: "Who wants you to beg him?" Fire Demon God's eyes flickered, and he said, "If you don't ask him, what else can you do?" The old man said slowly: "Let him go!" The Vulcan Demon God was taken aback for a moment, and said in a voiceless voice, "You said you let him go?" The old man said: "Yes, the only way is to let him go." The fire demon said: "But I have spent so much effort to put him in such a position. If I let him go, wouldn't it be like letting the tiger go back to the mountain? Wouldn't others think we are crazy?" The old man said: "When fighting against such a character, it is only a madman who can win, because only a madman's actions will not be expected by him, and will be beyond his expectations. If you and I act according to the routine, everything will be out of control. He expected it. As soon as he seized the opportunity and took the initiative, we would be powerless to fight back." The fire demon said: "But...but what if we let him go?" The old man said in a deep voice: "This matter is like many long lines. He has grasped many clues and clues in his hands at the moment. If we let him go suddenly, everything in his hands will be empty, and at that time he will be full of doubts and confusion, at least half a month, at most a month, he will definitely come back to look for us." The little princess suddenly laughed and said: "This is called playing hard to get. He doesn't even know if I'm true to him. At this moment, I'm afraid he thinks that the one who tricked him last night was another person who pretended to be me... You all How great he is, in my opinion, he is nothing but an idiot." The old man said with a smile: "If a man has used affection for a woman, he will naturally become dumb. Based on this alone, he will come back no matter what." Fire Demon God pondered: "But even if he comes back, he might not be willing..." The old man cut in and said: "As long as he comes back again, the initiative will fall into our hands. Besides, he is not without curiosity about what I want him to do. If you don't ask him, he will Come to ask you to tell me what it is, then it will be much easier for you to seduce others than it is now." The Fire Demon God smiled and said, "That's right, instead of begging him now, it's better to wait for him to beg me. You really know much more about the weakness of the human heart than I do." The old man was silent for a while and then slowly said: "Lu Yun, Yu Chuanjia and others have been lured by us, and there is no one in the world to defend him. We have blocked his way out, and you are still afraid of him at that time." Don't obediently return to the control of you and me! Besieged on all sides, the overlord slays his neck, although Fang Baoyu is brave, can he be more courageous than Xiang Yu?" At this time, it happened that there was a voice of chanting vaguely from the adjacent room: "Heaven will send a great mission to the people, and they must first toil their muscles and bones, starve their bodies, and suffer their minds..." Qingyue's chanting sound is just right It was sent by Baoyu.The Fire Demon God suddenly stood up and rushed towards the neighboring room. At this time, most of the famous heroes in the world have received a strange letter: "The pain of waiting is known to the world. People's suspicions and fears are often born more than when waiting. As for things that are complicated by waiting, and other accidents occur, there are so many that it is too difficult to write. Today, the Taishan struggle The meeting of heroes, since it is imperative, why bother to make the heroes of the world suffer from the waiting? We have the ambition to advance the war period to the eve of the full moon of this month, bathe in the moonlight and wield the sword, reflect the morning sun and watch the results of the battle, It’s not too fast! All my heroes, come here!” Elegant book pad, straight handwriting, fluent writing style, the strange thing is that there is no signature at the end of the letter, most of the group of heroes received it in the middle of the night, and none of them saw the sender. Although the letter was a bit weird, it was just in line with the wishes of those passionate young heroes. None of them pursued the origin of the letter, but accepted the suggestion in the letter unanimously. Yue. On the Taishan road, there are whips and horseshoes in a hurry. Everyone wants to get to the top of the mountain early, to see the battlefield first, so as to get a favorable terrain when fighting. Dusk was approaching, and the sun was getting thinner on the western mountain. On the avenue, where the setting sun reflected the sand and soil in a golden light, a strange procession suddenly appeared. The procession meanders for tens of feet, and there are about thirty carts in total. Each car body is nailed with poplar boards, the nails are rough and simple, and the thirty or so drivers are all white caps and linen clothes, as if they are dressed in sackcloth and filial piety. The most shocking thing is that there are two brand-new black-lacquered coffins side by side on each cart.The setting sun and evening glow, the twilight is dense, the land looks a little desolate and desolate, and the addition of white horses and plain carts, black lacquered coffins, and drivers wearing linen and filial piety makes it even more indescribably mysterious. The martial arts heroes on the road, although they have been in the rivers and lakes for a long time and have seen many strange things, but at this moment, they all can't help but look sideways at them and talk about them. Pan Jicheng was also riding on the road with Sanwu, he couldn't help but steered his horse forward, stopped a driver, and asked, "Excuse me, where are these horses and chariots going?" The face of the driver was dull, and he said coldly: "Taishan." Pan Jicheng was even more surprised, and asked: "What is the purpose of transporting these many coffins to Mount Tai? Could it be that Mount Tai suddenly died with so many people?" The driver said coldly: "I don't know." He swung his horsewhip and drove away, his eyes fixed on the front, and he didn't even glance at Pan Jicheng from the beginning to the end. Pan Jicheng was already curious, and he refused to let this matter go lightly. But he even asked five or six sackclothed drivers, but these drivers had obviously been trained. They all had dull faces and indifferent expressions, and the answers were all "Taishan" and "I don't know" Five words, no one is willing to say the sixth word. Pan Jicheng's anger grew, he held back his anger, but quietly winked at his friends, stopped his horse, and waited until the thirty or so cars and horses in front of him had all passed by, Pan Jicheng suddenly got off his horse, rushed over with one step, and took the last The driver of the car pulled down, and lightly pressed the fore and middle fingers of his right hand on the driver's lower pockmark point, as long as the driver opened his mouth, his two fingers would immediately tap. Unexpectedly, although the driver had a look of panic on his face, he never screamed, and none of the drivers in the front car turned their heads vigilantly. Pan Jicheng said in a deep voice: "Pull the car gently to the side of the road and see what's in the coffin!" These quacks, who are the most nosy and curious by nature, can't help but suspect that these coffins are not empty. Some people are already guessing that these coffins must be a secret method used by the tycoons of the forest to transport property. The coffins may contain priceless gold and jewels, or they may be beautiful women who are alive and fragrant, and of course, they may be the bloody corpses of their enemies... … No matter what it is, it is enough to make these quacks tempted. As a result, all the quacks on the road came quietly, wanting to see what amazing things were hidden in the coffin. Unexpectedly, when I opened the lid of the coffin, I found that the coffin was really empty. Everyone couldn't help sighing in disappointment, and said, "There is really nothing!" Pan Jicheng's eyes flickered, and he said, "Yes... there is a piece of paper..." Immediately, several hands stretched out at the same time, and the hand that stretched out the fastest took out the paper slip, and after a glance, the man's expression immediately became very strange, as if he was very surprised, and also seemed a little funny.I saw that it was written on the paper: "I respectfully present a new coffin to Your Excellency Miao Beichang, so as to prevent Mr. Miao's corpse from being thrown into a barren mountain. I hope that Mr. Miao will confiscate it in kindness. Kind-hearted people in the arena. " "Hercules" Miao Beichang is one of the forty masters who will compete for supremacy in Mount Tai this time. Naturally, everyone knows his name. Qunhao looked at the letter and looked at each other, dumbfounded. One person smiled wryly and said, "What the hell is this kind-hearted man? Is this a prank or what? Could it be that 'Hercules' must die?" Another person continued: "From this point of view, I'm afraid that each of the forty masters participating in this meeting has a coffin..." Glancing at Pan Jicheng, he coughed dryly and remained silent. Because Pan Jicheng is also one of the forty masters. Pan Jicheng looked angry, grabbed the driver, and said sharply: "Who is your master? What is his reason for doing this?" The driver hissed, "I don't know... I don't know..." Pan Jicheng slapped him on the face with his backhand, and said angrily, "Are you going to tell me?" An old man in yellow-brown clothes, white cloth shoes, and white hair came here with a stick at some point. At this moment, he suddenly laughed and said: "You can't ask, because it's not that he refuses to say, but he does." Can’t come out.” His pale beard and hair have already covered sixty-seven percent of his face, and no one can see his true face, only the overlapping wrinkles on his forehead and the corners of his eyes, as well as the worldly sarcasm and sarcasm in his eyes. scorn. All the heroes stared at him unconsciously.Pan Jicheng's eyes were the sharpest, and he said in a deep voice: "Listening to your words, do you know what's going on? Could it be that you are their master?" The old man in sackcloth laughed and said: "If the old man wants to buy a coffin, he will keep the coffin for himself. How can he have the kindness of his master to transport it here and give it to others?" Pan Jicheng sneered and said, "Giving someone a coffin and cursing someone to death can be considered a good intention?" The old man in sackcloth shook his head and sighed: "Since ancient times, how many of the people who participated in this kind of battle can go back alive? Which ones are not exposed to the barren mountain? When the corpse turns into bones, I'm afraid there will be no one left." Collect the coffin! This time at the Taishan meeting, someone kindly sent you a coffin, and you are very lucky." Pan Jicheng said angrily: "The Taishan meeting is just to make friends with martial arts, how can it be compared with those murderous meetings in the past? Are you saying that just to make people feel sensational?" The old man in sackcloth smiled and said, "Using martial arts to make friends? Do you want to make friends? Young man, let me ask you, how often have you deliberately shown mercy when fighting with others? How often have you deliberately let others go back alive?" Pan Jicheng was stunned for a while, and said: "This..." The old man in sackcloth interjected: "You didn't mean to be merciful, so why would others mean to be merciful? Those who have climbed Mount Tai, who can guarantee that they can go down the mountain alive? Alas! The martial arts youths are so stupid, every time they spill blood... The "crutch" hit the ground, and staggered away. Qunhao once again looked at each other in blank dismay, all of them silent. Pan Jicheng was stunned for a long while, then suddenly raised his head and shouted: "Old man, please hold back! I wonder if I can tell you my name?" He had already grasped the deep meaning in the old man's words, and he became very respectful in addressing him. But the old man walked with a stick, but he didn't look back, he just sang casually: "Wandering in the rivers and lakes is too unrefined, and my name has been forgotten..." Pan Jicheng chased after him, and shouted to himself, "Where is the old man going?" The old man in sackcloth laughed and said, "If you ask the old man where he is going, the shadows will dance around in the moonlight..." He didn't seem to be walking very fast, but Pan Jicheng couldn't catch him for a while. Suddenly, a figure was seen slanting towards the old man, as light as smoke, as fast as a shooting star, slanting towards the old man, as if trying to block his way. But as soon as the old man turned around, he turned to the small forest beside the human road, his white beard and white hair fluttered in the shadow of the branches and leaves, and then disappeared. The figure that came from the slanting field hurried towards the woods, but after turning around outside the woods, it suddenly stopped. This person really remembers the old adage "Don't enter the forest" that has been circulated in Jianghu for many years, and this person really remembers it better than anyone else, but because of this, he never wants to suffer. I saw that this person was actually a bloated and fat old woman, half of her silver hair and white hair was bald, she was also wearing a linen robe with at least fifteen or sixteen pockets, and she also had a stick in her hand. With a cane, it is nine feet long, almost twice as tall as her body. Seeing this old woman, the experienced martial arts master couldn't help gasping in secret, sighing to himself how unlucky he was to meet her today! When Pan Jicheng saw the old woman, he recognized it, and naturally hid away, but he had already rushed over, and it was too late to turn around. He could only laugh dryly, bowed and said, "Madam Wan, hello old man." It was Mrs. Wan who came.Although she has stopped at this moment, she is still panting, patting her chest lightly, and sighing: "What's the matter! I'm old and useless. After running a few steps, I'm so tired that I can't breathe Come on...but your face is full of red, could it be that you have made a fortune?" Pan Jicheng didn't dare to answer this question, he just smiled and said: "It's been many years since the old lady has been a hero, and my nephew has always missed him very much. I don't think that the old lady is still as healthy as before. It is really happy." Mrs. Wan bit into a juicy peach, giggled and said, "Although you say you miss me, but in your heart you wish I would never show up in Jianghu again. Although you say you are happy, you must be secretly sighing about your bad luck: "How come this old man hasn't seen him for many years, but he just asked me to meet him today?" You are so young, why would you say such deceitful words in front of my old man?" She really said these words in Pan Jicheng's heart, but Pan Jicheng naturally didn't dare to admit it, so he blurted it out, quickly changed the subject, and said tentatively: "Your old man must know that old man? Otherwise, he would definitely not chase him." Mrs. Wan said: "Although I don't recognize him, I know who he is." Pan Jicheng's eyes lit up, and he said, "Can you tell me, old man?" Mrs. Wan said: "Do you know that Zi Yihou has a senior brother, that is, the old man who took Fang Baoyu away six years ago? That old man was him just now." Pan Jicheng said, "Master Zhou?" Mrs. Wan smiled and said, "Good boy, that's right, Zhou Fang, I'm talking about Zhou Fang...but who knows if this old fox's real name is Zhou Fang?" Pan Jicheng sighed softly, and said, "Have you ever met Mr. Zhou before?" Mrs. Wan said with a giggle, "My old man is lucky, I haven't seen him until today." Pan Jicheng sighed: "But six years ago, my nephew met Mr. Zhou at the top of the Yellow Crane Tower. Mr. Zhou's voice and smile are still fresh in my nephew's memory..." Mrs. Wan hurriedly cut her mouth and said, "Couldn't that person just now be Zhou Fang?" Pan Jicheng said: "The old man just now, although he is also a stranger who knows the world and plays games, but my nephew can conclude that he is definitely not Mr. Zhou." Mrs. Wan was stunned for a while, then murmured: "Isn't he Zhou Fang?... Who is he?... How come my old man has never heard of such an old monster appearing in the rivers and lakes?" All of a sudden, two horsemen galloped up, and the riders were in such a hurry that they didn't pay attention to the people on the side of the road, so they rode their horses past. Only the voice of the man on horseback came intermittently with the wind: "The seven great disciples... Wan Ziliang... it's them... It's a pity!" Although all the heroes have sharp eyes and ears, their hoofbeats are rapid and their voices are slurred, even those with the sharpest ears can only hear these few fragments of words. Seeing that the two horsemen were approaching, Mrs. Wan suddenly sneered, and swung her long staff. Immediately, a long rope flew up from the top of the staff like a rainbow, circled over the head of the knight on the left. The sound of the horse's hooves drowned out the sound of the long rope breaking through the wind, and the knight on the horse never thought that there would be a surprise attack from behind, but when he heard the man on horseback scream, the long rope was already wrapped around his neck.The horse stood upright, raised its head and neighed, even though the horse tightened its rope, Madam Wan threw him off the horse with a flick of his wrist. Mrs. Wan giggled and said, "What a rude child, you won't get off your horse when you see my old man..." The other rider seemed to be unaware of it, but the healthy horse rushed a few steps, and the rider flew off the saddle, with a gleaming silver weapon already in his hand. He kicked his feet on the ass of the horse, volleyed in the air with a "dead man's lift", and rolled out, before Mrs. Wan could speak, this man had already arrived in front of her, his body was still in the air, with a "swish", The silver light pierced through the air, with such urgency as electricity, it directly pierced the "Jiangtai acupoint" on Madam Wan's chest. With his body in the air, he dared to attack people. If he didn't possess unique skills and was confident, how could he dare to use such moves?When Qunhao saw his move, he knew that this person had a lot of background. What kind of person is Mrs. Wan, how dare she be careless in such a situation, she dared not parry, she got short and got out from under the silver light. The silver disc swirled, and the figure fell to the ground. I saw this man with kite shoulders and waist, dressed in black, and holding a Wu hook sword in his hand.It looks like a fairy pen, but it is also a rare foreign weapon in the world.When Qunhao saw this strange-shaped weapon, eight out of ten of them blurted out. Although not many people have seen this weapon in Jianghu, they have heard countless legends about it—its history of fame, strange moves, and amazing power!And its owner's legendary and exciting history, cold and arrogant and strange temperament, and profound and amazing martial arts have long been well-known stories in the world. Although Qunhao only had a glimpse of this weapon at this moment, seeing the martial arts and aura of the man in black, he already guessed that this weapon is one of the most famous thirteen kinds of weapons in the world today. Ranked second is the "Poyun Zhentian Pen", this man in black with a tall figure, a face full of autumn frost, and a bird of prey, is the young master of "Liantian Villa" at the top of Huiyan Peak in Hengshan Mountain, "Flying Flowers in the Sky" Leng Bing fish!