C6

It was a lonely cold night. The sky was covered in flying snow and the river was covered in ice. Breaking the path, Zhang Hu sighed. The sunset was round, and the waning moon appeared. Frost hung trees, making life difficult. If you want to be joyful now, don't ask the living about ghosts and gods. If you wish for a sunny day ? The golden bottle of wine had a price of ten thousand, the jade plate was shameful and direct, he could not afford to put down his cup of wine. He drew his sword and looked around with a blank expression on his face. If you want to cross the Yellow River, you will be able to climb the Taihang Mountains to fish on the blue stream, and suddenly you will be able to ride on the boat to the edge of the sun. Difficult to walk, difficult to walk, many different paths, today at ease. The wind blows through the waves, sometimes, directly hangs the cloud sail Ji Canghai!

In the valley of the Land of Lu, the tea house dragon, San Ming, and Qing Feng sat together, their bodies stiff and motionless. Both of them were staring at each other with shining eyes, as if they could see the other's thoughts through the other's eyes. After a long time, Long Sanming finally came back to his senses and said lightly: "I didn't expect that Junior Brother Li would remain hidden for dozens of years and start a gang. This pipe of yours is much smaller than before. Don't tell me that the big gold smoke pot is used to buy wine? " Qing Feng ignored him. He lowered his head and continued to smoke his pipe. For a while, the only sound left in the tea house was the sound of the smoking pot. Even the Ma brothers couldn't make sense of what was going on, and even Zhu Tinyan had a blank look on his face. "Why is big brother a dragon and phoenix amongst men, that's a character from thirty years ago, and the dragon and phoenix among them have already disappeared for thirty years, big brother is forty-eight this year, and thirty years ago he was only an eighteen year old boy with a weak crown crown on his head. Did he also become famous?"

Everyone was puzzled. Qing Feng, who was sitting cross-legged on the bench, finished smoking his cigarette, knocked off the ashes on the table, put the pot back on the table, and said slowly, "Third Young Master Long, how have you been? When did you become sworn brothers with Little Zhu and Little Zhu? Have you forgotten all about us old friends? " Long Sanming chuckled sinisterly: "How dare I? If I forgot about you, you would be the first one to kill me. How are we going to settle this debt?" Qing Feng let out an "oh" and said calmly, "So you are saying that you are not looking for old friends, but for old debts. Fine, how about we meet in half a month?" I will be waiting for you at the Ju Xiang Restaurant, the first restaurant in the east gate of the Divine Capital. "

Long Sanming also laughed heartily at these words. "Let me just drop it. Who doesn't know that your little brother is a loner? If I let you go today, I don't know when we'll meet again." "I see that the night is dark and the winds are strong. It's a good time to kill someone, so let's end this here." His words were neither light nor heavy, neither fast nor slow, and there was even a hint of gentleness in them. However, when everyone heard this, they felt chills run down their spines: Are these two going to start a massacre here? Wouldn't that mean we're all going to lose our lives here? Thinking of this, everyone was flustered, and a few of them almost wet their pants.

Qing Feng didn't immediately reply. Instead, he picked up his pipe and put it into his left pocket, filling up a pot of cigarettes. He took advantage of the oil lamp to light up his cigarette and continued to smoke. This time, he did not raise his head to look at Long Sanming, but only said, "You're a guest. Take a seat first." When Long San Ming heard this, he couldn't help but be surprised. He thought to himself: What does he mean? Our brotherhood has already been broken. Could it be that this is a plan to slow down the army? I can't be fooled. He immediately replied, "There's no need to be courteous, our brotherhood has already been broken. You and I are still better off being strangers."

After Long Sanming finished speaking, he suddenly felt his emotions were in disarray. He could only feel mixed emotions in his heart. Many memories from the past flashed past his eyes one by one, and he actually couldn't bear to bear it anymore. Fortunately, he was strong and steady, and in just a few moments he had tossed all the chores to the back of his mind. He was back to normal. Qing Feng just so happened to raise his head and look at him. Although Long Sanming's expression was fleeting, Qing Feng had seen it for himself as an old martial artist. He immediately knew what Long Sanming was thinking and immediately said with a smile: "So what? Since we met again in the tea house, it was our fortuitous encounter. You must treat me like before?"

"Qing Feng, don't think that I will forgive you just because I called you Junior Brother Li. Let me tell you, I'm here today to settle some debts with you. You don't have any other thoughts, so just surrender willingly." When Qing Feng saw that he couldn't persuade Long Sanming, he immediately said, "If you want to make a decision today, I'll accompany you. I just don't know if it's because of what happened 30 years ago or 10 days ago." At this point, Long Sanming's face suddenly changed. He fiercely said: "I cut your arm because it was 30 years ago. I killed you because it was 10 days ago. Today, we will settle old debts together." Just as he was about to make his move, Qing Feng said, "As for the matter between us, don't involve others. Let the lackeys under my command go. Let my brethren from the Horse Gang leave." Qing Feng said this because he knew that his martial arts were inferior to Long Sanming's thirty years ago. For the past thirty years, his martial arts had long been unfamiliar, and he was afraid that he was no match for Long Sanming. Moreover, he understood Long Sanming's character. Although he was both righteous and evil, and had a good temper, he would never recklessly kill an innocent person. Naturally, he would not interfere with these Ma Clan disciples.

Why should I let them go?" Long Sanming asked coldly. "If they escape today, they will definitely say that a dragon or phoenix appeared among those thirty years ago. Wouldn't that be contrary to our original intention to hide our identities in the past?" Qing Feng didn't expect that Long Sanming wouldn't agree. He couldn't help but frown and said, "So you're saying that you won't let them off?" Long Sanming didn't reply, he only let out a "hehe" sneer. He raised his right hand and grabbed with his five fingers, a helper who was standing to his right was caught in his hand. Long Sanming released some inner strength from his palm, and everyone heard a "kacha" sound. The shop assistant's neck was actually broken by him. His entire head drooped down, which was truly terrifying. The corners of Long Sanming's eyes pricked up as he coldly looked at Qing Feng. Qing Feng shouted angrily. He flung his right hand, and the Smoke Pot on the table disappeared. It flew directly towards the center of Long Sanming's brows. Long Sanming didn't even have a chance to move. With a "dang" sound, he was sent flying backwards while a dagger appeared in his hand. It was less than a foot long and two inches wide.

Qing Feng caught the smoke pot with his left hand. He turned around and almost jumped onto the ceiling beam. Everyone raised their heads to look at him, but he suddenly disappeared. Only then did they recall that Long Sanming said his lightness skills were peerless and that he stepped on the snow without a trace. Now that they thought about it, it was true. When Long Sanming saw that Qing Feng had disappeared, he couldn't help but be surprised for a moment. He quickly looked around and suddenly felt a strong wind blowing on his back. He thought to himself, "Not good!" He hastily leaned forward and felt a shadow fly past his back. Only after turning around did he manage to avoid it. When he straightened up, he felt a chill on his back. It turned out that the clothes on his back had been ripped open by Qing Feng. His skin was now exposed, and a chill seeped into his clothes.

Qing Feng didn't wait for Long Sanming to regain his balance as he hurriedly shouted, "What are you guys still standing here for? Hurry up and f * ck off!" "Get lost as far as you can!" Only then did the Ma Gang disciples wake up from their stupor and said in unison, "Take care, Master Zhuang!" "See you later!" With that, he ran out of the hall. Long San Ming didn't want to let these people go. He hastily flew over and unleashed the power of his palms. In a blink of an eye, he had already injured six or seven people. Seeing this, Qing Feng hurriedly stepped forward to stop him. Seeing that Qing Feng was about to attack, Long Sanming had no choice but to focus his attention to defend. He was momentarily unable to injure his opponents, so he hurriedly shouted: "Brother Zhu, quickly kill these people."

"En!" Zhu Qingyan replied. His right hand picked up the chopsticks on the table and threw them out in rows. The chopsticks were very urgent and actually nailed onto the Ma Clan's men. At this time, the owner of the teahouse, Old Song, could not bear to watch any longer. He picked up his carrying pole and threw it at Zhu Tinyan. Zhu Tinyan turned around and used a move from the metal bridge. His body came out from under the carrying pole and he stood up to fight. Unexpectedly, the owner of the tea house, Old Song, was also an expert. He didn't seem to be at a disadvantage even when fighting with Zhu Tinyan. The two of them started fighting and the two helpers hurriedly ran out of the tea house to escape.

In the tea house, two pairs of people were in the midst of a fierce battle. Naturally, they couldn't care less about the whereabouts of the Ma Gang members. Many of them had gotten lost in the mountain trenches and starved to death.

The attacks and defenses of the two were extremely appropriate. On the contrary, because Long Sanming and Li Qingfeng had not fought for thirty years, both sides had held back. For a time, the intensity of the intensity of the fight was actually inferior to that of Zhu Qingyan and Old Song. However, as the two of them exchanged more than ten moves, they gradually began to understand each other. In addition, the two of them had known each other for many years, and they were well aware of their martial arts moves. In a fight between two experts, even the slightest negligence could be fatal. Using two people to defend and attack, they had to be extremely careful. They were afraid that the opponent would see through their weakness and lose their life.

Long Sanming's inner strength had always been above Qing Feng's. After thirty years of training, his inner strength had reached perfection. From the fact that he had just raised his hand to kill someone, it could be seen. At the beginning, Qing Feng's movement technique had the advantage. Long Sanming had been in danger time and time again, so he had a grudge against Qing Feng. Therefore, he didn't dare to attack in a hurry. However, when Long Sanming figured out Qing Feng's movement technique, he began to step by step to increase his attack. The scene changed drastically. It was actually Long Sanming who held the upper hand while Li Qingfeng was in the disadvantageous position. Even so, both of them had been famous figures in the martial arts world for a long time. Their martial arts skills had already reached the acme of perfection. It would be difficult to determine the victor in these hundreds of moves. The two of them had fallen into a battle. They were fighting back and forth.

On the other hand, the fight between Zhu Tinyan and Chen Changsheng was no longer a draw. Zhu Tinyan was, after all, still a youngster, and he could only suppress Old Song to the point where he had no strength to fight back. Judging from the situation, Old Song would be defeated within the time it took to make a cup of tea.

Sure enough, Zhu Tinyan took advantage of Old Song's exhaustion to use a carp to knock Old Song to the ground. Zhu Qingyan was unrelenting, his right foot stomping towards Old Song's chest. When Qing Feng saw that Old Song had fallen to the ground, he was extremely worried. Now that he saw that Zhu Tinyan wanted to take Old Song's life, he immediately leaped towards Old Song, ignoring Long Sanming's fierce attack. His lightness skill was excellent, and his heart was burning with anxiety. However, he was only concerned about Old Song's life. Long Sanming had already used his palm. Unexpectedly, Qing Feng actually ignored Old Song's safety and struck on Qing Feng's body with his full strength.

With a few crisp "kacha kacha" sounds, Qing Feng spat out a mouthful of blood and flew out. This palm strike was so powerful that Qing Feng's internal organs and ribs almost broke. The strength of his palm was like a knife that sliced through his clothes. Even the wide belt on his waist was torn apart inch by inch. Qing Feng's body suddenly flew out and a bundle at his waist flew out and crashed into the wall. Long Sanming, Zhu Tingyan, and Qing Feng all stared at the package with wide eyes. "Ah!" A loud shout rang out. The package hit the wall and fell to the ground, rolling on the floor. The cloth that was wrapped around the tea house was spread out, revealing an item. In an instant, everyone felt a light shining in front of them. Under the shine of the item, the shabby tea house was covered in a sparkling light that was as dazzling as the stars. A moment later, Old Song woke up first and stared at the item motionlessly. He then asked Qing Feng, "Mister Zhan, this..." This is He ? It's He Shi! "