The remote manor is far away from the hustle and bustle of the city, and it seems that even the minions of the Shenyu Gang don't bother to touch here, Su Wen, who is in a good mood, put up the drawing board, and there has been no Yaxing who wants to paint for a long time.

The willow leaves are flying, the milky white catkins drown the blue sky, this is Su Wen's painting, the willow tree in front of him swayed with the wind for several days and finally stopped, quietly revealing his grace, Su Wen wanted to find the inspiration for the pen and ink in Yiqi Sect that day, but no matter how he recalled the scene of that day, there was a lack of charm when he put down the pen, and this feeling seemed to even become lazy and arrogant again.

"I've seen your painting of the One Qi Sect, dead wood in spring, I never thought that anyone could change what was about to happen, but at that moment you did add a touch of strange vitality to that world. Mo Xiuyuan approached and looked at the sky full of fluttering flakes on the drawing board, and said.

Su Wen played with the raw flower pen between his fingers, if this scene fell in the eyes of those who were enthusiastic about calligraphy and painting, even Lu Dengke, who was quite literary, would definitely jump to his feet in anger when he saw it, scolded a thief, and then did not hesitate to go bankrupt to exchange the raw flower pen, and burned incense and worshiped it every day.

"Maybe it's because I've been throwing a tantrum again lately, so I'll throw it into Qigui's stinky shoes tonight. ”

The shenghua pen trembled desperately as if it had manifested itself, and the formation in the pen barrel was buzzing, refuting the other party's unreasonable and presumptuous words.

"Spiritual artifacts are so rare, maybe you shouldn't just treat him as a pen, if you really want to be his master, at least you have to show a little talent that is better than that of the poet. Mo Xiuyuan rubbed his eyebrows, among the seven firsts, the one he respected the most was the poet immortal Tang Yibai, even in the eyes of Qicai, as long as his young master really fought for it, the name of the seventh class would be won by the young master nine times out of ten, but Mo Xiuyuan's optimism about Tang Yibai, more precisely, about the other party's future achievements is far better than the world's evaluation of him.

The poet immortal Tang Yibai has a fairy spirit, hides fairy bones in his clothes, is not like a mortal layman, he should be a rising immortal, but Mo Xiuyuan read a kind of helplessness from the other party's poems, as well as a trace of depression and sadness in the landscape, such a detached person still can't get out of the world, but it also makes Mo Xiuyuan really feel that such a Tang Yibai is a poet immortal in the world, and he is a full person.

"Hehe, in this world, you Mo Xiuyuan is the only one who dares to say such a thing! In terms of talent, he is a poet, and he is still the fifth detached person in the world, how do you want me to compare. Su Wen curled his mouth and took a serious look at the raw flower pen in his hand, to say that he was unwilling in his heart, and maybe it should be resentment, I was kind enough to release you from the dark box, not only were you grateful, but also shook my face from time to time, I really thought that everyone regarded you as a treasure, and I Su Wen didn't.

"Otherwise, if you promise me three things, I'll give you a raw flower pen. ”

This kind of deal that many people dream of, Mo Xiuyuan should not have thought about it and agreed to it, but things still failed to follow Su Wen's wishes, Mo Xiuyuan shook his head, and said freely, "There are times in life that must be there, and there is always a force in life, since this life flower pen is related to you, I am a person who cultivates fate, this truth is still understood, but if you lend me a few days, I can sell you a favor, but there is a word first, I will not help you kill Mu Changshou, this is the fate of the two of you, I will not interfere." ”

"Deal, pen to you. "This time, Su Wen agreed, Mo Xiuyuan, who will definitely become the first person to cultivate the path within fifty years, is really worth a lot of money.

Mo Xiuyuan took the pen with both hands, and the raw flower pen whispered incomparably affectionately, rubbing freely on Mo Xiuyuan's fingertips like a small beast, and Su Wen's eyes were about to come out of breath.

"Look at this virtue, I really doubt how a character like Tang Yibai could use such a shameless pen. ”

At this moment, there was a muffled sound The door of the courtyard was kicked open by someone, Su Wen's body was tense, and his palm had already touched the dragon's tongue on his waist, but he saw that the door was empty, not to mention people, even if he couldn't see a ghost.

"On it. Mo Xiuyuan suddenly drank, his body fell backwards again and again, only to see a black shadow falling from the air, a sharp long sword in his hand shining under the refraction of the sun, a gust of wind wrinkled, blowing away the leaves of the willow tree, the long sword cut through the willow leaves and broke them together, and the incision was like a mirror.

Although Su Wen heard Mo Xiuyuan's reminder, he didn't have time to withdraw as dashing as the other party, the sword blade was only half an inch away from his heavenly spirit, only to see his body sink suddenly, a squat opened a short distance, and his feet slid to the ground on his side, rolling randomly a few meters away, and dodging the fatal sword in embarrassment.

The black shadow fell to the ground, the tip of the sword shook the ground, and he turned over and stood up, a dark-skinned young man, younger than Su Wen, but the killing and decisiveness hidden in the eyes were even ashamed of the veteran soldiers who had fought on the battlefield for more than ten years, and the owner of these eyes was either sharpened on the battlefield since he was a child, or he was an assassin who wandered between the tip of the knife and the night.

"Who are you, the killer of the Sinking Fish Gang?" Su Wen shouted in a deep voice, his palm quietly pressed the hilt of the dragon's tongue, and he was decisive, the experience of this journey had already made him understand the fate of indecision.

Sue asked, but that's it. The young man sneered, and the long sword in his hand was slowly raised and pointed at the other party, as if he was about to make a move.

Seeing that the other party did not answer the rhetorical question, Su Wen had a trace of doubt in his heart, but it still did not prevent him from drawing his sword and galloping, the ghostly figure did not give the other party any chance to react at all, the cold light was out of the sheath, and the sword blade was already approaching the opponent's neck between breaths, the young man was not afraid at all, the long sword turned over a sword flower barbed in his hand, and steadily blocked the dragon's tongue, and the crisp collision sound echoed in Su Wen's ears, just this hand made him know that the other party was not an idle person, could it be that the favor that Mo Xiuyuan owed just now was about to be used out so soon?

"The speed is good, but it's a pity that the strength is missing. At the moment of this kind of hand-to-hand contact, the young man could not be in a hurry or impatient to point out a thing or two with the other party, which made Su Wen's heart explode with a burst of horror, and his hands suddenly let go of the hilt of the sword, and the dragon tongue flew around the body of the long sword without any support, and the kung fu of this move finally made the young man's calm expression a little more surprised, and he tilted his head back to see if he missed the blade, and a strand of long hair was easily cut off by the dragon tongue.

Suddenly, Su Wen's intuition was full of cold hair, and he didn't even have time to retract the dragon tongue that he had taken off, and his body hurriedly retreated, just at the moment when he had just given birth to retreat, the young man touched his waist with his other hand, and couldn't see what kind of blade it was, only that there was a burst of wind between the whirls, and he quickly slipped through Su Wen's chest leaving a red, if he hadn't taken half a step back early, he was afraid that he would have been disemboweled.

"Good means, tricks are all murderous tricks, without the slightest drag. Mo Xiuyuan was amazed, there were not many people who could make him admire, such as the Holy Son and Holy Maiden of Ling Tian Palace, such as the Lord of the Dao Madhyamaka, or the fisherman who saw a fisherman fishing by the river when crossing the Li River, there were always techniques that made him feel bright, and the young man's killing skills were at least in the top five in his five years of experience.

"You have the leisure to comment, and you don't help me. Su Wen touched the wound on his chest and shouted.

"So we're clear?"

"Dreaming. When Su's voice fell, Mo Xiuyuan actually sat back on the stone bench by himself, and then clapped his hands to encourage, "Then you have to come on, remind you, the other party really wants to kill you." ”

Su Wen's chest ached, this seems to be obvious!

"Who the hell are you?"

"It doesn't matter, give all your strength, I want to see if you have the qualifications to live. The young man's expression was cold, and the sword in his hand was even more powerful, only to see dozens of sword flowers breaking out of the air, each sword pointed directly at Su Wen's vital point.

"Damn, it's so deceitful. Su Wen seems to have been pressed by others since he practiced, but no matter how he said that he was also a little spiritual master at the moment, the hardships and cultivation during this period were not something that everyone could bear, since he was a blessed person, he would be embarrassed by himself, thinking of this, the stubborn temper surged up, and with two fingers, the dragon tongue that was knocked down by the other party in the distance actually flew in the air.

"Edgeworthiness. The young man exclaimed and hurriedly raised his sword, but the next moment the power transmitted back by the sword body disappointed him.

"Haha, eat a kick. ”

At the moment when the other party was forced to raise his sword, Su Wen had already deceived him, what kind of swordsmanship would he have, but he barely let the dragon's tongue hang in the air with his mental power, to say that the power was not even as good as Ran Hongyun's sword control technique, but as a blinding method it was indeed very effective, Su Wen caught the short sword with one hand, raised his leg and put a strong foot in the young man's abdomen, and his whole body was bent into a bow under the incomparable penetrating power, and he fell to the ground heavily, and before he could get up, the dragon tongue short sword had fallen on his neck.

"Boy, don't talk so much nonsense when you fight, it's better to use your brain more if you don't say it's too much. Su Wen said contemptuously, from the other party's previous words, he concluded that this young man was not the killer of the Shenyu Gang, as for why he came to kill him, this is also the reason why he did not directly cut the other party's neck with the dragon's tongue.

Several people in the room hurriedly ran out when they heard the sound of fighting outside, Wang Mingyuan recognized the young man who was pressed under him by Su Wen at a glance, and hurriedly asked in surprise: "What's the matter, Su Wen why did you fight with General Wang Xiao." ”

"Do you know?" asked Su Wen, looking up.

"You let him go. Wang Mingyuan said, but he had already pulled Su Wen away, respectfully helped the young man up, and then introduced respectfully: "This is General Wang Ke's little young master, Wang Shaozhe Wang Xiaojun." ”

"The little master of the Wang family? Didn't Wang Qingke say that he was an only son? Su Wen sheathed the short sword while looking at the young man who couldn't be happy.

Wang Shaozhe was not so arrogant that he had to let Wang Mingyuan speak on his behalf for every sentence, patted the soil on his body, and said coldly: "Brother Qingke is my brother-in-law, and I am not General Wang's own son." ”

"Oh, that's a friend, so why did you sneak up on me. Su Wen blew his beard and glared, just now he really felt the killing intent from the other party.

Wang Mingyuan was at a loss when he heard it, why did the two of them still fight, who knew that Wang Shaozhe seemed to be determined to disgust Su Wen, and he didn't reply at all, but looked at Wang Mingyuan arrogantly, and his tone was clearly the tone of the commander's orders to his subordinates, "Ben will ask you, you don't want to be your secret stake in Xianghe Town, what are you doing here." ”

"Hey, I said how do you talk as a little guy, it's not a big official, and shouldn't you answer my question first?" Su Wen scolded and scolded, a kid who has not yet reached the crown has an unreasonable tone, no matter what Wang Mingyuan says, he is also a hero who has worked hard for Cangzhou for three years, and he is not your family's private soldier, who is the shelf for.

"I'm talking to him, do you have the right to interject? Wang Mingyuan, do you know what the crime of leaving your post without permission is, and you can be punished on the spot right now. Wang Shaozhe's tone was stiff, and he didn't look at the other party at all, not only killing at a young age, but also the stinky problem of the children of the official family being domineering.

Wang Mingyuan gasped, his expression changed rapidly, and he didn't know how to answer.

"I let it, do you have an opinion?" Su Wen couldn't stand it anymore, walked over and pushed the other party away, and said arrogantly.

Wang Shaozhe's eyes were cold, the long sword in his hand was about to be swept up, and he said in a gloomy tone: "What are you, who gave you such a right." ”

"I gave it, do you have any opinions?"

Almost the same words came from outside the door, Wang Shaozhe's expression was blank when he heard it, but Su Wen was shocked by this familiar voice, and couldn't help but scold.

"Damn, long time no see. ”