Mr. Xiang, your doctor's wife is a little poisonous

807 - Two Saints

The yellow flowers are full of passers-by.

Two people, one umbrella.

People stood there, watching the commoner and plain clothes being swallowed up between the sky and the earth, as if, never to be seen again.

On the empty road ahead, only the small yellow flowers scattered everywhere, and the corpse of the archer who fell from the high wall were also instantly covered by the yellow flowers.

What's left?

Baili Hengfeng stood there, looking at the yellow flowers all over the ground, already covered in cold sweat.

After receiving the order from above and knowing that the person would be here, he thought that the person must have no more power to resist at this time, but now, just the accumulation of yellow flowers all over the ground has killed and injured his people Mostly.

It's just...

But Baili Wenchun stood there, wrapped in a bright robe, looking at the place where the two disappeared, his fingers were slightly stiff.

Baili Hengfeng said hoarsely: "Let's go and have a look too."

Look at the spring in the wild like a golden armor.

From the city gate to under the two mountain peaks, the scattered yellow petals are like a huge tapestry.

Su Mengchen and Song Wanzhi stood at the gate of the city, and then looked up.

The two mountain peaks are facing each other, but in the boundless night, there are two people standing.

There are long winds, cold nights, yellow flowers all over the ground, and two sword intents and saber intents criss-crossing the sky.

Yes, sword intent, and sword intent.

When stepping out of this bright city, the whole world seems to be shrouded in these two moods.

The knife is brutal.

The sword makes peace.

These two breaths are fighting in the wilderness. They don't have swords and knives, but in this world, what else is not their swords and knives?

Thus, every flower and leaf, every ray of wind and even every inch of air became weapons for the two of them.

Even if Song Wanzhi was standing under Su Mengchen's umbrella, he could still feel that incomparably powerful force. Even if he was watching from the sidelines, there would definitely be no vastness that anyone could penetrate!
At this time, the gate of the city was also full of people, and the area behind the gate was blocked by Su and Song, and they didn't feel the slightest murderous intent.

Baili Hengfeng stood there, looking at the two standing between the sky and the earth in astonishment.

Everyone's eyes fell on those two people involuntarily, and then one person asked with a trembling mouth, "He, who are they?"

However, no one answered his question.

The skinny old master raised his head, and suddenly there was a huge wave in his calm eyes!
Sword Intent!

Sword intent!
In this world, no one used swords or knives to the extent of them!
That is - Juggernaut!
That is - the sword saint!
The second of the Eight Great Saints!

Battle of the Saints!

The most famous battle of saints was the battle of the Yehe River 30 years ago. The water of the Yehe River was uneven for three months. Onlookers went from Zhao State to Song State, Chen State and Liang State.

Even though, in the end, there was no winner.

But now, the world is full of torn winds, and in that torn wind, this battle has lasted for an unknown amount of time.

And at this moment, those two people who had been standing on the two hills suddenly moved!
If you don't move, it's enough. If you move, it seems to sweep the whole world!
And at the moment of jumping up, there seemed to be a tiny light flying between the two of them.

Baili Wenchun glanced at Song Wanzhi's back, then at the man beside him, and then winked at Baili Hengfeng, so the two of them lowered their heads and walked out, enduring With the raging murderous aura, he walked along the city wall into the darkness.

The two of them were so close that they couldn't describe it. Even according to Song Wanzhi's vision, it was extremely difficult.

And amidst the raging sword energy, Song Wanzhi's snow sword was faintly hot, as if he was feeling something.

In it, is there something it is familiar with?
And in an instant, Song Wanzhi's heart skipped a beat, and she looked at the vast world in surprise!

She knew who the man with the sword was!
That is, Dugu Sanren!
That Juggernaut whom she had never met before, but unexpectedly got his "Ren Pingsheng".

Song Wanzhi looked at Su Mengchen, and Su Mengchen nodded with a smile: "Yes, these two are Dugu Sanren and Baili Jingqiu."

However, at this second thought, the murderous intent in the whole sky suddenly stopped. Before Song Wanzhi could react, he saw the two people falling from the midair, and their bodies followed. Go away that far away.

The murderous intent disintegrated in an instant, and Song Wanzhi reacted in an instant.

--problem occurs!

Song Wanzhi and Su Mengchen looked at each other, and then quickly rushed towards that place!
The looted place is the Yehe River.

The water of the Yehe River is like a blue gem, a few birds slide slowly between the sky and the earth, a feather falls from the bird's body, falls into the water, is touched by the blue river water, and then gently pulled, and then, was swallowed into the water.

Bird feathers flutter.

This is the river that divides Zhao Kingdom and other countries. This legendary Ye River once prevented the cavalry from other countries from stepping into Zhao Kingdom, and also prevented the people of Zhao Kingdom from going out. On this Ye River, the former two The great sage also broke out a three-month-long battle, which made the water of the Ye River uneven for three full months.

And when Song Wanzhi and Su Mengchen skimmed to the outside of the hill beside the Naye River, they saw the two people standing on the Ye River.

And the light reflected from the water of the Yehe River shone on the two of them.

Song Wanzhi was only shocked.

I saw knife marks and sword marks all over the bodies of the two of them, and blood flowed down from their bodies, turning their whole bodies into blood.

Even though they were covered in blood, the two of them could still see the elegance of their bodies. The water in the Ye River was full of steam, blowing their bloody clothes and black hair. The water of the Naye River, but only that indescribable style floats in the air.

Baili Jingqiu stood there, coughing suddenly, the blood flowed down the corner of his mouth, she looked up at Dugu Sanren, and said with a smile: "You can't take my three swords anymore."

Dugu Sanren shook his head: "You can't take my three swords anymore."

Baili Jingqiu said: "70 years ago, when you stood in front of me, I thought, I will defeat you with three moves. So, now, brother, let us use three moves to decide the outcome."

Even though this old saint was covered in blood, his eyes still carried that kind of vitality, and the flames of battle blew out wantonly from his eyes.

Dugu Sanren smiled, but there was a kind of grand calm in his eyes, he nodded: "Okay."

From the battle four months ago to the present, the two have been fighting all the way to watch the mountains and the sea, just to meet the 70-year agreement. Who knows, these two people were once brothers of the same school?

Song Wanzhi listened to the conversation between the two of them and looked at the two of them, feeling strange in his heart.

Su Mengchen sat on the ground, then straightened out his hem, and then said, "Wan Zhi, we are just watching from the sidelines."

Song Wanzhi sat gently beside Su Mengchen.

Although I know that Baili Jingqiu is a member of the Baili family, the sage cultivates not only force, but also the state of mind, which is as wide as the sky and the earth, and lives with all things. The family is famous for its cruelty, but the saint in front of him is obviously beyond other categories.

What's more, these two people used to be brothers of the same family.

Su Mengchen took Song Wanzhi's hand, then warmed her hand, and said with a smile, "Wanzhi, guess what they should do to decide the outcome?"

Song Wanzhi looked at the two of them, then glanced back at the yellow flowers in the distance between the two peaks, shook his head and smiled: "I don't know, but the only thing I can be sure of is that the saint in front of me will obviously not be there again. Fight with force."

But when Song Wanzhi's words fell, the two people standing there suddenly sat down on the ground.

At this time, none of them could stand the other's three moves, and the blood still slowly seeped out of their bodies.

How long can they last?
Dugu Sanren sat there, slowly said: "Let me make the first move first."

"Do you still remember the wind in Qingxia Mountain? It was there when we first met. At that time, you were only seven or eight years old. Facing the rising sun, you joined me as a teacher and said that you would be the number one person in the world. Leave an indelible mark on the entire world.”

As Dugu Sanren said, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, as if he had returned to the most innocent era, the heart of a child.

And after he finished speaking, a gust of breeze rose slowly from the sky and the earth, perhaps, it was just the water from the Ye River, which was clear and bright.

Song Wanzhi also showed a smile at the corner of her mouth. She turned her head and looked at Su Mengchen, while the man beside her was also looking at her.

Warm first meeting.

What kind of posture did you use to break into life in that cloth wrapped in the wind and snow in the years?
But Baili Jingqiu shook his head, his tone was disdainful, but there was an inexplicable smile in his eyes: "Do you still remember the fire in the back room of Qingxia Mountain? At that time, I was so hungry that I asked you to go and give the tribute to me. I stole things from the patriarch, but you refused! You are too pedantic."

After he finished speaking, a hot breath swept across the night, and a piece of green grass also swayed away, layer by layer, in front of Song Wanzhi, and then turned into the wind and swayed away.

The Lonely Sanren laughed and said: "That was my mistake. That person is dead, but you are alive. When I was young, I was too obedient. My master told me to kneel for three hours, so I wouldn't just kneel for two and a half hours. I was imprisoned." If you hadn’t stolen something in the back mountain, I’m afraid I’d be dead right now. So, the first trick, you won.”

After Dugu Sanren finished speaking, he suddenly coughed violently again.

Both of them have already hurt their hearts. Even simple words and the slightest sword intent in this world are very difficult for them.

The two looked at each other and smiled. These two senior brothers have been fighting for life since they were a few years old.The same outstanding, one seems to be rebellious but converts in his heart, and the other looks gentle but lives alone.In the past hundred years, until today, I found that I remember the most clearly, but it was the time when I was young.

Baili Jingqiu raised her head: "The second move, I will do it."

"Do you still remember an uncle named When Gui? He was originally the most famous person in the younger generation, but because he violated his uncle, all his martial arts were abolished. He is obviously a good person! So , I refuse to accept it!"

The rebellious rebellion when he was young, and the arrogance of the youth that was not washed away by the world, all came in an instant.

A meaningful smile appeared in Dugu Sanren's eyes.

"You still remember the uncle named Shigui, and naturally you also know the uncle named Feng Qingyu. You know that the uncle is also a figure in Ding Wuzhou. However, what you may not know is that the uncle was Rebelling against the current emperor, and then being imprisoned for 20 years. Do you think that such a person will really be deposed because of when Gui rebelled against him?"

Baili Jingqiu looked at Dugu Sanren.

Dugu Sanren shook his head: "Since that incident, you have only invited out of the school, and since then you have made a clean break with us, and threatened to defeat us all, so, have you ever looked back? At the station on Jiangjun Mountain, who was dying and who saved you? And who was secretly protecting you when you were assassinated because you resisted the entire royal family?"

Baili Jingqiu paused for a moment, then smiled slowly, but this smile was indescribably wanton: "Okay, the second move, I lost."

Song Wanzhi and Su Mengchen stood there, listening to the words of the two leisurely, with a smile in their eyes.

What is more warm and nostalgic than reminiscing about the old days after many years?What is more relieved to let people open their hearts?
Song Wanzhi recalled the dream he had back then, the man in the snow was still very young.

And the silent battle at this moment may be reminiscing about their past, there is no killing intent, and they are all looking back at each other.

Song Wanzhi had never seen such a battle before, but seeing the smiles on the faces of the two old men, she suddenly felt that such a battle was really good.

Who said that standing still must use knives and swords, who said that only force can be used?
In Yehe tonight, it is only she and Su Mengchen who witnessed the battle between the two of them. There will not even be a few records in the history books, but for Song Wanzhi, it is far more than the fight 30 years ago. Even more moving.

This is called peace of mind.

Su Mengchen turned his head, looked at the smile in the corner of the girl's eyes, watched the wind blowing over the girl's eyebrows, then reached out and gently pressed her hair.

What do you want to say?

In fact, nothing will be said.

I only hope that after many years, the wind and smoke will pass, and we will look back at each other, the original intention remains the same, and the world will never forget.

Time is really a good thing, it will wipe out all the sorrows, and then highlight those beauties, after the years have passed silently, have a glass of thin wine, face the wind and be independent, with a smile on the corner of your mouth.

But over there, the two saints were still looking at each other, and then burst out laughing.

However, after laughing, the eyes of the two cut each other again.

Baili Jingqiu looked at the old man in front of him and asked.

"The third trick is still me! Why did you lose the whole country in those years?! Do you know that no matter whether you are a saint now or you have not reached the position of a saint before, you are still from Zhaoguo! You Step on the land of Zhao State, drink the water of Zhao State! However, 70 years ago, why did you abandon the lives of [-] soldiers and leave in command, making the entire border of Zhao State suffer for a full ten years? Falling apart?! Are you worthy of this country?!"

Song Wanzhi listened, but was slightly taken aback.

Dugu Sanren is now more than 100 years old, and from Baili Jingqiu's words, Song Wanzhi also remembered that that period of history was sealed in the history books of Zhao Kingdom and became a period of humiliation.

The Dugu Sanren back then had not yet become a Dugu Sanren, he was already the most outstanding young man in the entire Zhao Kingdom, and the emperor was in power and handed over the most powerful army in the entire Zhao Kingdom to him, but after receiving the seal of command, he He took command and left, and his whereabouts have been indistinct since then.However, the [-] troops all died after he left, the reason is inexplicable.

Therefore, to this day, although Dugu Sanren is a saint, the younger generation only remember his name, but for more Zhao people, he represents a period of humiliation in the past, and some even say that Dugu Sanren colluded with the enemy and betrayed the country and ruined The most powerful army in Zhao Kingdom.

Of course, it is impossible to find out what the reason is, but since Song Wanzhi was young, he knew that this saint was a disgrace to Zhaoguo.But later, when she got the sword technique of "Ren Pingsheng", she could no longer connect the person who abandoned the country and buried 3 people with this saint.

Now, she wants to know too.

Baili Jingqiu who was sitting there showed killing intent for the first time, staring straight at the senior brother in front of him.

However, Dugu Sanren was sitting there with a smile on the corner of his mouth, that kind of smile, but with a deep sigh.

Then, he shook his head: "I don't regret it."

No regrets.

3 people, don't you regret it?

So, for so many years, he has been standing there, enduring everyone's scolding, even though since he made this decision, it means that he, who should have entered the sacred hall, will never be erected in the temple of Zhao Kingdom again, Even if he will be criticized for thousands of years to come, he still won't regret it.

But Dugu Sanren stood there without explaining anything, and at this moment, a cold and stern voice sounded.

"You don't regret it?! Those who betray the country will never be forgiven!"

"Dugu Sanren, we don't care whether you are a saint or not, we are going to kill you now."

"Revenge for those 3 people in Zhao Kingdom!"

This sentence comes from across the Ye River.

The two saints sitting on the ground also sat upright, and then looked in the direction of speaking.

A small boat crossed the river.

Just like that, a small boat slowly crossed the river where feathers could not flutter.

On the small boat, there was a person standing, and behind him, on the opposite side of the Ye River, were densely packed with people.

I don't know when the person appeared, but standing behind him, the whole person exudes a gloomy and killing atmosphere.

Song Wanzhi recognized it, it was the Hundred Family Army.

The man in black who came facing the river looked at the two people sitting on the ground and spoke slowly.

"You two are exhausted, so now, I will kill you."

"Dugu Sanren, please accept the move."

"You will never, never even think about stepping into Zhao Kingdom's land again."

(End of this chapter)