The valley of the wind is vast, the mountains and rivers are beautiful and the water is green, the mountain scenery is verdant, and the picturesque scenery is like a fairyland on earth. Temporarily abandon the music emperor of self-cultivation, let the arrow pass through the pain of the shoulder, and the blood will not stop until it naturally stops.

The beautiful scenery of the Valley of the Wind does not give the Music Emperor a second look, he is a walking corpse, his numb body, he can only move forward casually with his head down, forward, and go there.

A fierce fight, shouting, took place in an instant, and soon became completely silent. The music emperor did not look up, indifferent, lowered his head and walked.

The sound of breaking wind came, and several black-clothed people quickly passed through the forest, and when they met on a narrow road, a black-clothed man raised a knife and slashed at the head of the music emperor.

The head did not spin as expected, and a bare hand blocked it, and the blood on the palm of the hand gurgled and fell. The owner of the palm blocking the knife raised his head and took a look, and there was a trace of endless grief and endless sadness in the hollowness of his eyes.

"Dead guy, dare to block my knife, look for death!" said the man in black as he continued to slash, and the bones could be seen in a pair of bloody hands. The man in black was surprised, could it be that he encountered an idiot blocking the way? He couldn't help but jerk up his internal strength, "I'll cut off your hands this time, see if you dare to block it!"

The knife burst out with cold light, ten times more powerful than before, and slashed out, "That's so much nonsense!" said the owner of the bloody palm, no longer blocking it, dodging it.

Seeing that the men in black did not quickly finish off the people in front of them, they quickly left, and one of them carried a large bag, and the message from the bag said, "Help me, help me!" "What's it called!" The man in black knocked the man in the bag unconscious again.

The eyes that were originally empty suddenly brightened, and with a speed that had never appeared in this world, he grabbed the big bag and said, "Let's go!" The man in black who had slashed this person before rushed forward, only to see the bloody hand stretch out a finger and swipe lightly, as if cutting through the void, the body of the man in black was divided into two, and his eyes showed an unbelievable look, surprised! Astonished! As if asking why you are so strong, why do you not say it? Why does such a strong person block my knife with his hand?

The strong don't need to give reasons to the weak, because the master of the bloody hand, the Music Emperor, doesn't know why the Dao is for, and he doesn't know the Dao himself. How do you give the answer? The rest of the men in black fled as if they were in great distress.

The Emperor of Music unpacks the big bag. Inside was a young girl, and after rescuing the girl, the girl said with a disgraced face, "Don't kill me, I don't want to die." 」。 The Music Emperor said, "Don't worry. I didn't kidnap you. I just passed by to save you. "Oh, thank you for saving me and hurting your hand. I'll help you bandage it!" said the girl. As soon as the music emperor worked together, all his injuries were healed, including the previous arrow wound, and he said, "It's out of the way. 」

The girl was amazed to see that Tianjiaolong easily disappeared the wound, and said, "It's amazing, benefactor, are you a master of martial arts, or a divine doctor? Such a big wound can be healed immediately! Oh! Oh! By the way, benefactor, how can I call you? My name is Feng Jieyu, and I am sixteen years old this year. 」

The Music Emperor replied, "I am nameless. "No name, or is the benefactor's name nameless? Nameless brother, hehe! My guards are all dead to protect me, nameless brother, you help me again, let's bury them together, so that their bodies will not be exposed in the wilderness." Feng Xie said.

When the two reached the shore of the lake, the Emperor of Music waved his hand, and the dust buried the corpses of the people. Feng Xie muttered to himself, "Poor Ah Da, Ah Yong, Ah Shui, and Xiao Ya and Xiao Zhen. 」

The music emperor watched the lake sparkling, a flower and a tree, and waited quietly. Feng Jieyu spoke, "Okay, Nameless Big Brother, I'm going back to the Valley of the King of the Wind Valley, can you accompany me back?"

The Music Emperor nodded and said, "Do you know the way?" Feng Xie replied, "Well, I know the road very well, but it's quite far!

The wind interpretation language in a gorgeous costume and the down-and-out music emperor walked together very incongruously, along the way the birds and flowers, the scenery of the paradise, the wind interpretation squeaked non-stop, listen, listen, the music emperor's heart seemed to come out of a naughty and cute computer sister, laughing next to him.

Feng Jieyu said, "Nameless brother, can you teach me how to heal the wound at once? Tell me something!"

The Music Emperor in a trance came out of his thoughts and replied, "This martial art belongs to the martial arts of the upper world, and your foundation is too poor to learn. Are you sure you want to learn? If you do, you'll be different. 」

Feng Xie replied: "People are not afraid of hardship, hee hee is just afraid of death, and if he dies, he will be lost, people don't want this feeling." As for how can you learn this kind of kung fu and be different from others? Do you also become a master? It's different from the low-handed, hehe!"

The Music Emperor said, "If you learn my martial arts, you can indeed save people, but your lifespan will be very, very long, unless you are killed, under normal circumstances, you will live ten times more than the people in the world of the Valley of the Wind, and you will live ten times more than a thousand times more than the people in the world of the Valley of the Wind, so are you sure you still have to learn? Your relatives and friends will leave one by one, leaving you alone!"

Feng Jieyu smiled happily and said, "Isn't there still you! And as long as I become a master like you, most of the heavens and the earth will be at my disposal! I really want to see the other worlds in the Valley of the Wind! I once saw from the book that in addition to the Valley of the Wind, there are also Peach Blossom Island, Snow City Country, Yiyun Cloud, Heavenly Evil Gorge, Dream Country, and a larger world realm in the distance! Xuantian Continent, Nine Heavens Continent, the Shaw Empire, and the highest level of the World Realm: the Great Empire of Legends.

The Music Emperor said, "Legend of the Great Empire, this name seems to have an impression. Feng Xie said happily: "Legends of the Great Empire! Could it be that you are a person from the Legend Empire? No wonder you are so powerful! It is recorded in the ancient history books: "The ordinary residents of the Legend Empire are all top masters, especially the owner of the Legend Empire, the Legend of the Emperor, is even more amazing!" However, I heard that there is a noble super man above the Legend Emperor, and he is the king of the topmost world, and he is called the Goddess of Legends, and she is an absolutely beautiful goddess!

However, what I really like is the boyfriend of the legendary goddess! The romantic poem "When the world has not woken up, the flower has not been defeated, the vine has not withered, and the stone has not rotted." I have made an alliance with you with peach blossoms, and withered grass as crowns, and a rock for you. "Hee-hee!

The lonely green mountains are a bird's cry, and the wisteria flowers are falling in the afternoon breeze. The flowers fell on the other side and finally passed away, and Ye Fei was sad at the beginning. Hua Xie Fang is undefeated, and her heart is calm and comfortable. Flowers bloom and give birth to two sides, and life is between Buddha and demons. If you are born in the sun, there is an end, and what if you die and return to the underworld. The yang and the earth are similar, only when they drift in a foreign land. There is no love in life, and there is no love again. Life is like a dream, just waiting for the smoke to disappear, and the dream is barren. Louwailou, outside the mountain, outside the Loushan people have not returned; the word goose looks back, it has long been forgotten, and the people who stroke the qin are full of tears.

Youth has passed in a blink of an eye, the beauty drifts away with the wind, the dream of love wakes up in a blink of an eye, love and non-love are melancholy, success or failure is empty in the blink of an eye, unwilling to forget, fragile heart is finally tired, there is loneliness left on the road of life, I believe that I have embraced many beautiful fantasies, I believe that now you have a period of sadness that you can't say clearly, close to me without talking, I think you must be tired, is there tears in the corners of your eyes? Or the light of joy, I hope it's not the tears of sadness, the others are all fake lights, but I heard that only people with feelings have real tears, that's a good thing!

There has been a simple but beautiful world, there is no such person, the postman messenger said that there is no such person, there is only an unfinished love left in youth, occasionally like a yellow leaf rolled up by the wind, falling on the heart like a drop, being held back tears. (To be continued......)