Luoyan lake is a huge freshwater lake with picturesque scenery and microwave ripples. It is a good place for literati.


    At this time, in the middle of Luoyan lake, there is a building ship with carved beams and painted buildings, which is very noble. I don''t know which childe brother of the family goes on a trip.


    On the building ship, Jin Chengfeng took a deep breath and gently knocked on the door.


    "Come in!" a voice came from the room, very lazy, as if he had just woke up.


    Jin Chengfeng took another breath, then pushed open the door and went in.


    "Jin Chengfeng paid a visit to master Liu." as soon as he entered the door, Jin Chengfeng respectfully saluted, and he didn''t dare to lift his head.


    "What elder or not? You are a disciple of the Jin family. Don''t be polite." the speaker is a lazy young man with a white robe, half leaning on the bed, smiling and bent eyes. He looks harmless to people and animals.


    Beside him were two beautiful maidservants who could not help but put the peeled grapes into his mouth.


    Jin Chengfeng still didn''t look up, but his body trembled slightly: "elder Liu said and laughed. How dare you be presumptuous in front of you."


    The lazy young man sat up straight, hugged the handmaid next to him, put his hand into her arms and kneaded it vigorously. After the handmaid hummed repeatedly, he said to Jin Cheng, "well, what''s the matter?"


    Jin Chengfeng straightened up and said, "Sir, I heard that there is a plague in Tangcheng not far from here, and many people have died. Do we want to change our direction next?"


    "Oh? Plague?" the lazy young man took his hand out of his handmaid''s arms and said curiously, "what plague? How many people died?"


    "There are tens of thousands of people. There is no final conclusion about what kind of plague it is. However, I heard that the elder of Tianyi Valley has arrived in Tang city." Jin Chengfeng said respectfully.


    "Where did Lao Yan go?" the lazy young man said with interest, "then why did tens of thousands of people die?"


    Jin Chengfeng shook his head and said, "this younger generation doesn''t know."


    "Let''s go and have a look." the lazy young man smiled and said, "he''s gone all the time. I''ll see what I can do if Liu Weishuang doesn''t go."


    Jin Chengfeng nodded, arched his hands and said, "I''ll arrange it, and we''ll start now."


    Liu Weishuang waved his hand and just wanted to promise, but suddenly he was stunned. He turned his head and looked out of the window. A moment later, he suddenly smiled and said, "don''t worry, let''s see the excitement first."


    Jin Chengfeng was stunned and lively? Where is the excitement?


    The breeze blew across the lake and brought the wet water vapor to the Luoyan Pavilion by the Luoyan lake.


    Around the Luoyan Pavilion, more than a dozen soldiers are standing, looking around from time to time.


    Zuo Qinghou, sitting in the pavilion, said to a man kneeling in front of him, "wait a moment, the people of Tianyi valley will send things right away."


    The man retreated. Zuo Qinghou''s eyes slightly swept over the lake, and a strange smile appeared on his face.


    At the same time, at the end of the official road next to the Luoyan Pavilion, an old man in coarse cloth stuffed the pancakes into the hands of a shabby girl who looked seven or eight years old next to him, and then spoiled him and said, "eat, let''s go when we''re full."


    The little girl didn''t speak and looked blankly at the front.


    The old man smiled and said, "Nannan, when you get to the place, will Grandpa take you to eat roast chicken?"


    The little girl still didn''t speak and her eyes were dull.


    The old man didn''t speak. His face was full of doting smiles. After touching the little girl''s head, he turned his head and looked at the direction of Luoyan Pavilion.


    "What a coincidence!" he smiled. "You can meet acquaintances here."


    The wind stopped and the treetops stopped swinging.


    Zuo Qinghou, sitting in the falling wild goose Pavilion, smiled. He had seen the people in Tianyi valley.


    "This is the medicine elder Yan wants. Please be careful and deliver it in time." the people from Tianyi valley are two disciples who don''t know Zuo Qinghou.


    "Don''t worry!" Zuo Qinghou smiled, showing no pride and impatience.


    When the disciple of Tianyi Valley left, Zuo Qinghou stood up and said, "go!"


    While talking, his eyes swept around slightly undetectable, expressionless.


    Then he raised his feet and walked out of the falling wild goose Pavilion.


    Boom!


    A huge willow less than 20 meters away from the falling wild goose Pavilion suddenly burst, and the root wood was like a detached arrow, sending out a sharp roar and stabbing Zuo Qinghou.


    Zuo Qinghou smiled. He turned a blind eye to those wooden strips, but his eyes fell on a cold awn among them.


    "When!"


    A loud noise came out, and the long black and red knife in Zuo Qinghou''s hand suddenly split out. In a hurry, it cut on the cold awn.


    The originally flying wooden strips changed direction one after another and shot at the soldiers who had not reacted around.


    Shua Shua!


    More than a dozen soldiers didn''t hum. They had been pierced through their heads by wooden strips. They couldn''t die again.


    Zuo Qinghou didn''t even look at the death of these soldiers, but his face showed surprise.


    "Who are you?" Zuo Qinghou drank softly, and the long knife had been cut out again.


    On the battlefield, if you don''t die, you will die and I will die. There is no mercy, and there is no leisure and elegant chat with the enemy.


    What jumped out of the tree was a young man with short hair. His body was shocked and blood had flowed out of his mouth and nose. It can be seen that Zuo Qinghou''s blow just now hurt him.


    "I''m your ancestor." the young man with short hair flashed hatred in his eyes and stabbed out his long sword.


    Seeing the short haired young man say so, Zuo Qinghou no longer asked, sneered, and added two points to the long knife in his hand: "then ask your ancestors to die!"


    The young man with short hair held a long, winding sword like a poisonous snake in his hand. When he saw the long knife of Zuo Qinghou attacking, his arm shook violently, and a huge attraction suddenly appeared from the curved sword. At the same time, a huge red light suddenly appeared in the sky behind him.


    The red light was so fast that it seemed to come from the void, instantly penetrated the body of the short haired young man, and then gathered on his curved long sword through his body.


    In an instant, the red light all over the sky turned into countless red sharp swords, and the left light Hou stabbed the past.


    "Borrow swordsmanship? Are you from the Mu family?" Zuo Qinghou''s eyes showed strong disbelief and broke his drink.


    On the building ship, Jin Chengfeng standing on the deck stared at the red light on the shore and his face was pale. Under the red light, he felt like a mole ant. Even if he was so far away, he still felt extremely dangerous.


    Liu Weishuang beside him slightly opened his half narrowed eyes and threw a grape into his mouth, but his face was still lazy.


    "The sword borrowing skill of the Mu family? It''s interesting. Unexpectedly, there are people living in the Mu family." while eating grapes, he exclaimed: "the sword borrowing skill of the Mu family is the first-class sword skill in the world, but with this person''s cultivation, it''s more or less bad. Tut tut! Zuo Qinghou''s way of sand field is not so easy to deal with."


    At the same time, the patched old man murmured to himself, "the Mu family''s sword borrowing skill? Isn''t the Mu family dead? How can anyone still borrow the sword?"


    Then, he gently covered the little girl''s eyes: "good girl, don''t look at these people."


    The red light was all over the sky, and ten thousand swords were sent at once. Zuo Qinghou was surrounded inside. It seemed impossible to get away.


    But the next moment, the young man with short hair showed a look of horror on his face. At the same time, he suddenly stepped back.


    A long black and red knife stretched out from the red light all over the sky. It seemed that it pierced the sky in a moment, but it turned back, and then gently circled and drew a circle in the red light.


    The red light dissipated, and all the sharp swords turned into by the red light were sucked into the circle, and then disappeared without a trace.


    "Tut Tut, Zuo Qinghou''s battle path has improved again. His move has made him really easy, natural and commendable." Liu Weishuang smiled at Jin Chengfeng and praised him.


    Jin Chengfeng was still pale and could not say a word. Under the authority of the two people on the bank, he felt that he was not even as good as ants.


    The young man with short hair missed, and the whole man was already retreating.


    He knew there was no chance. If he didn''t go again, he would lose his life here.


    At the same time, he was also unwilling. Unexpectedly, he had been practicing hard for so many years. He thought that even if he couldn''t kill Zuo Qinghou, he was only with him in Bozhong. Unexpectedly, he couldn''t even take Zuo Qinghou''s two moves. This blow was really huge for him.


    Zuo Qinghou''s long knife was lifted upside down, with a dangerous light in his eyes.


    "You can''t go!" he opened his mouth gently, stepped out and directly chased after him.


    At this time, the lazy young man on the building boat was suddenly stunned, his eyes were shocked for the first time, and the grapes that were about to be thrown into his mouth also stopped.


    At the same time, the old man who was covering the little girl''s eyes was also dull for a moment. His eyes crossed hundreds of meters and looked in the direction of the falling wild goose Pavilion.


    Zuo Qinghou suddenly stopped from his rapid movement, his body stood still, and there was a strong shock in his eyes.


    Everyone''s eyes focused on Zuo Qinghou.


    In front of him, there was a finger, glittering and translucent as jade, which was pointing to the center of Zuo Qinghou''s eyebrows.


    Above the fingertips, life and death are intertwined to form a delicate balance.


    One side is born, one side is dead, life and death are doomed!