Li Tian Zodiac

"That's just your opinion." After saying this coldly, Duan Fengya's tone was indifferent, the scimitar in his hand moved slightly, and the lantern in the pavilion seemed to be touched by the aura of the knife, shaking slightly .

The saber energy is vertical and horizontal, but none of it is exposed outside the curtain.Even though he hasn't fought against anyone for a long time, he is still the Duan Fengya who broke five continents with one sword and shocked Sichuan!

"Since you changed your sword to a knife, I have never fought with you again." Under the pressure of the gurgling, Duan Shuangming was slightly startled, cold sweat broke out involuntarily, so he seemed to speak casually again Sigh, the sound seems to contain infinite sighs.

"Then now you can have a good fight." Duan Fengya pulled the knife out of his sleeve, the light of the knife was almost gone, Han Feng restrained himself.The blade is small and exquisite, it looks like it is used by a girl's family to protect herself, but no one dares to underestimate this knife, just because its owner is Duan Fengya!

The charcoal fire in the furnace was about to die, and after a squeak, a wisp of green smoke came out, and at this moment, Duan Shuang moved.

He attacked the young man in the wheelchair very quickly, and the Changxiao seemed to be an invincible weapon in his hands, piercing straight at Duan Fengya's face.

It was only a blink of an eye, and Duan Shuangming's movements were so close that double images appeared, but the young man in the wheelchair didn't seem to be able to react.

Hurry up, an attack so fast that people can't see it clearly!

In just a split second, Duan Shuangming's body skills suddenly changed into five, either attacking from the front, besieging from the side, or probing from behind. Youth in a wheelchair.

And Duan Fengya just raised his eyes slightly, his wrist was long and thin, he was holding the Asura Saber with his fingertips, and he seemed to raise his hand a little easily.

It's just this point, like swimming a fish into the water, or like Pao Ding Jieniu stabbing into the most critical point with a knife, the siege situation created by Duan Shuangming's extremely fast skill was instantly broken.

"Huh..." With all his strength, he used the long flute in his hand to meet the Shura knife. Duan Shuangming was shaken by the strength in his hand, and his figure was disorganized and tilted, so he took advantage of the momentum and stepped back, landing lightly.

The wooden wheelchair also seemed to be oppressed by the aura of the two people fighting, and let out a scream, Duan Fengya followed and retreated to the edge of the pavilion.

The two people are holding each other on both sides of the pavilion, forming horns with each other.

At this time, Feng Ya's eyes also flashed a little bit of surprise: too fast, although the figure of the old third child was fast, it didn't reach this level, and...

He thought of the extremely difficult strike he had just made under the almost perfect attack, it was a strike he tried with all his strength!

It was also the sharpest counterattack he got with the smallest movement while his breath was locked!

"I didn't expect that you usually only eat, drink and have fun, but your martial arts progressed so quickly. It seems that your illusion has become stronger again." Hanging his eyes, all his thoughts were contained, and Duan Fengya had long been used to controlling his emotions Not leaking, he flicked his sleeves and took out a brocade handkerchief, and carefully wiped the Shura scimitar with a cold light.

"I can't compare to you. Second brother, your talent has always been the most outstanding. Even the eldest brother is full of praise for you. It seems that I have no chance to catch up with you in this life." Duan Shuangming sighed in frustration, and a He turned around and flew out of the pavilion, sat down on a nearby tree, bent one leg, raised his hand and played a bleak piece of music faintly.

Only then did Duan Fengya put the scimitar in his hand into his sleeve.Since that time, his legs could no longer walk. The casualties in that fight were so tragic that even he, a person who didn't know how much blood was stained on his hands, still remembered it vividly, and would often think of that overwhelming scene in his dreams. color.

And when he came to the Eleventh Palace, he seemed to be in exile almost in despair, but he planted countless rare herbs in the medicine valley next to the hot spring, and collected countless medical books, hoping to heal his legs.

But one year, two years... Even the doctor can't see any problem, but he still can't stand up, and many people have even forgotten the name of this once powerful person...

The sad and cold "Snow White" is still in my ears, and I don't know where it goes with the wind.

Duan Fengya suddenly thought of Shen Changling, the person he has taught carefully these days.

That person has a weird short hair. According to him, his ancestors were locals, and later his family went overseas to do business, and he was the only one left to return from across the ocean.

He never thought about why there are so many wonderful ideas in a person's mind.Whether it's the stars in the sky, the mountains and rivers, the birds in the sky, the reptiles on the ground, the customs of the market, the legends on the streets... Whether it's Yangchun Baixue or the people of Lower Riba, he can always tell one, two, three, four with reason and evidence.

It seems that there has never been darkness and indifference in his experience, and there is no past full of killing and bloody like him, and there are only almost innocent, beautiful and wise remarks.

Although the other party didn't say it clearly, he felt that the other party should have regarded him as a friend.

Friend, what a wonderful word!Duan Fengya couldn't help laughing, and when he realized that he was laughing, he was stunned - perhaps, I also regarded him as my friend.

The sound of the song is melodious and sad, and the hearing that was subconsciously blocked when I was just in the thinking stage is activated again at this moment, and the sad "Snow White" hits the heart directly along the eardrum.

Shuang Ming...he must have been very uncomfortable, the battle back then was too sudden, no one ever thought that such a thing would happen.For these favored children of heaven, physical harm is actually far less severe and decisive than psychological harm!

Maybe……

"I don't know you, do you have time to teach someone for me?" Thinking of this, Duan Fengya suddenly raised his voice.

The sound of the music stopped abruptly, and after a long time, a figure flashed in with Night Breeze, and the visitor looked at Duan Fengya hesitantly.

"You...are you the one who asked me to teach you the beauty of the golden house?" Duan Shuangming frowned slightly, her eyes widening in disbelief.

Unexpectedly, the wish came true so quickly?For so many days, that person has been protected so well by him.He still hasn't figured out how they met at night "secretly", that's why he came to find out tonight. In the end, his own strength was tested, even though the other party's strength was slightly underestimated by him. Just notice it...

Then the surprise came so suddenly, and the wish came true so quickly, Duan Shuangming hesitated for a moment, not daring to go forward to open the gift.

"It's not Jinwu Cangjiao, but I'm talking about him." As if irritated by this repeated word, Duan Fengya's tone finally fluctuated a little, he calmed down, and said slowly, "I hope You can teach him seriously."

"I should be retreating in Medicine Valley recently, so I don't have time to continue teaching him. I hope someone can help him guide his spiritual power. You should be a good candidate." After a pause, Duan Fengya's tone became much calmer , "He is a very smart person, and he uses his spiritual power very well. You won't bother teaching him much."

"Besides, I also hope that you can help him to complete the big competition later. He is a very talented person and should not be buried as a low-level servant." Duan Fengya lowered his eyes and said in a low voice, with a slight retreat in that way It is really rare for Duan Fengya, who has always been so clear-eyed, to say these words in such a tone.

The astonishment in Duan Shuangming's eyes became even worse. He couldn't help but carefully looked at the person in the wheelchair: the hair was still black and neat; Under the sleeve, only a little bit of the wrist is exposed; the eyes are still dark and quiet, with a calmness that cannot be erased by the collapse of the world. At this time, the owner of the eyes is looking over, full of questions.

Hiss, no!His phrase "Golden House Cangjiao" was just a joke, but looking at the posture of the second brother, he has never been so worried about a person, let alone begged others because of it-for Duan Fengya, what he said just now is very important. It was already a plea.So caring...could it be that he was really moved by Hong Luan?

When the matter came to an end, Duan Shuangming hesitated instead. He sat down with some hesitation, but on the surface he remained calm.

"Since you have said so, then I will help you with it. But if you say it in advance, I will naturally try my best to teach him. As for what he can learn, then I can't guarantee it. " Duan Shuangming took a sip of tea a little irritably, but still said slowly and calmly.

The tea was already completely cold, and Duan Shuang shivered as it flowed through the esophagus.

"I believe he won't let you down." Duan Fengya smiled slightly, and there seemed to be some deep meaning in his words. He turned his face and looked at the scenery outside the lifted curtain, where there was a butterfly gently fly over.

The butterfly touched the water lightly, and there was a small ripple that was so light that it was almost invisible.

Really, unbelievable!Duan Shuangming couldn't hold back his unrestrained and unrestrained image, his sparkling peach blossom eyes almost opened into circles.

Look at the expression and state of the person in front of you!If you really think too much, that's fine, just be afraid...

So in his heart, he secretly raised the danger level for the other party he hadn't met yet, and Duan Shuangming subconsciously thought: I must study the other party carefully.

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But Shen Changling, who was about to be investigated at this moment, didn't know the situation he would face in the future. Now he was faced with a difficult problem: whose child is this?

When he passed the formation and returned to his hut, everything was the same as usual, the moon was sparse, and the surroundings were as quiet as if no one was around.

This is true, the lights are always turned off inside the house, but in fact, it doesn't look any different outside when no one else is there.

And the weirdest part is here, when he entered the house and closed the door, everything in the house was as usual: the window was slightly opened for ventilation, a pot of tea was warming on the stove, the faint fragrance of flowers permeated the tip of the nose, the tables and chairs were neatly placed, On the small couch for people to rest, the quilts he had tidied up were still stacked there.

But it was only a time to turn around. When he turned around again, he glanced casually and found that the quilt was slightly bulging.

Well, what is that?Shen Changling was taken aback in his heart, he rubbed his eyes and looked over again, but he didn't dare to move his footsteps at all.

It should be an illusion, maybe it is a visual error caused by the moonlight shining through the window, so while comforting himself, he carefully approached the bed.

That's right, there should be a person there, the quilt is slightly arched, and a person is sleeping quietly on it.

The author has something to say: Duan Shuangming (blowing fingers): Fingers are like a gust of wind, and their momentum is like lightning~

Duan Fengya: =_= You should be sober...

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