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Episode 4: The Meeting of the Eight Prefectures Chapter 163: Give Up That Sword

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    The moon was high in the sky, and the faint moonlight shone on the ground, making it look cold and cold.  At this time, gusts of night wind blew from the mountains, and Dongfang Bai's floor-length red palace clothes couldn't help but flutter in the wind, and three thousand blue hairs suddenly rose up like random ink.  Facing the night wind, Dongfang Bai stood quietly holding the guqin in his arms, with a slight smile on his red lips, and his dark red eyes were clear and bright.  His eyes were as clear as the stream under the ice, unstained by the dirt of the world, and his eyelashes were long and thick, slightly raised like cattail fans.  A pair of willow eyebrows are as curved as crescent moons, but the tips of the eyebrows are tinged with a hint of desolation. At this time, the smile is as charming as the night, and the whole face has an indescribable and mysterious color. It looks charming and charming, integrating thousands of charms.  , tempting the hearts of the world.  The whole person is as beautiful as a painting and as charming as a devil.  The strong man Fan Shi, who was standing quietly behind him, could not help but close his eyes at this moment, not daring to look at that figure that showed his peerless elegance.  But there was something else on his mind, and he felt a little weird about the sudden arrival of the leader. He was holding a guqin in his arms. Could it be that the leader really fell in love with that weak scholar?  If the leader and that weak scholar were a couple, for the Moon Worship Sect I couldn't help but shake my head when I thought of this. Although this is the leader's personal matter, as a subordinate and an elder of the Moon Worship Sect, I felt that in my heart  I also really don¡¯t want to see it.  Moreover, members of one sect will also oppose this matter and intervene.  But at this time, the leader had been standing quietly and did not go down to Bailu Cave to see the scholar. He couldn't help but feel a little confused, and then asked: "Master, why don't you go and see the scholar? The scholar played the piano really well today.  Awesome, hundreds of birds are coming" "Huh?" Dongfang Bai frowned slightly.  He glanced back.  Seeing those extremely charming eyes, Fan Shi couldn't help lowering his head suddenly, and felt a little cold sweat in his heart.  At this time, he felt that the leader seemed even more terrifying, with a suffocating frost in his charm.  The eyes are as sharp as knives!  Dongfang Bai glanced at Fan Shihou.  He ignored it and continued to look at the White Deer Cave at the foot of the mountain quietly.  After a while, he then said calmly and in a clear and cold voice: "I don't want him to see me like this" This way?  At this time, Fan Shi frowned slightly, and couldn't help but worry about the leader. These days.  The leader is becoming more and more charming and evil.  He naturally knew the rumors in the sect that the scimitar was the most precious treasure among demons, and whoever owned it would feel its demonic nature.  Except those with great wisdom and wisdom, except those with the most profound emotions and true nature.  Among the sect leaders in the past, no one can use it.  But since the West Lake sword debate, this small crescent-shaped scimitar has become the most powerful sword in the eyes of the world!  With one strike, he beheaded Taoist Qingsong, who was the best in martial arts in the world; with another strike, he beheaded Elder Yiming of Nanshan Temple.  In the past few months, this little scimitar has frightened the world.  "The leadermaybe she has been corrupted by demonic nature.  I am starting to slowly become a different person.  ¡­ ¡­ The half-cliff cave in Bailu Cave has already been lit with lights.  Li Tu, Zhang Zai, and Wei Zizheng were sitting and talking, while Su Xiaoxiao, who looked like a handsome young man, was carefully making tea at the side, listening to their chatting and laughing from time to time, and responded with a faint smile.  After Li Tu¡¯s careful conditioning, Zhang Zai¡¯s body has improved a lot, his blood has also recovered, and his mental outlook has taken on a new look.  Even the lung disease I had suffered for many years seems to have eased a lot, and is no longer as depressing and uncomfortable as before.  at this time.  I was listening carefully to Li Tu's talk about Confucianism and the Confucian classics and scholarship that I had never heard of before. Some of the doubts that had been buried in my heart for many years were answered one by one.  After a few words, the whole person was awakened and enlightened.  It seemed that he suddenly understood a lot of things, and the aura of awe in his body became even stronger.  Moreover, he sighed a few times from time to time, with yearning and helplessness in his voice.  The night was getting deeper and everyone went to rest one after another, but Zhang Zai was not sleepy at all and wanted to continue discussing with Li Tushen. With the persuasion of his disciples, he had no choice but to rest.  At this time, only Li Tu and Su Xiaoxiao were left in Banya Cave, and Li Tu was flipping through the books in Banya Cave.  These books were collected by Zhang Zai throughout his life, and some were specially collected for him by his students after they completed their studies.  Moreover, the collection of classics, classics, histories, and collections here is much more comprehensive than those in bookstores outside.  Seeing these books, Li Tu couldn't help but feel happy and couldn't help but read them.  "Teacher, the night is already very late, it's time to rest." At some point, Su Xiaoxiao's soft and charming voice came to my ears.  ? ?Li Tu, who was concentrating on reading, was startled for a moment, and then said to Su Xiaoxiao: "Xiaoxiao, you go to rest first, there is no need to serve the teacher here. You also know that the teacher is a Confucian practitioner, even for ten days  Not eating or drinking for half a month is not something you can compare to." Su Xiaoxiao could only nodded, and he was indeed very tired after climbing the mountain road for nearly an hour today.  So he walked out of the half-cliff cave and came to rest in a thatched house that had been taken care of.  After reading the book for about half an hour, Li Tu walked out of the cliff cave, looked up at the top of the mountain, frowned slightly, and then walked up step by step.  ¡­ On the top of the mountain, Dongfang Bai still stood quietly, looking at the night fog below the mountain, and then his expression suddenly changed.  The pair of charming eyes shrank for a moment, and the small crescent-shaped knife hidden in the sleeve suddenly glowed brightly.  Fan Shi, who was behind him, noticed Dongfang Bai's abnormality and couldn't help but become surprised. Then he also looked at the night fog at the foot of the mountain. Then his eyes widened and he felt extremely horrified.  In the night fog at the foot of the mountain, he saw a person.  That person is walking up the fog step by step.  And that person was the frail scholar he had been secretly guarding all the way.  "Walking on the air, how is this possible" Fan Shi cried out in horror, unable to believe what he saw, how could anyone in this world be able to walk on the air.  Unless his martial arts has reached the state of perfection, reaching the legendary step of breaking through the void.  But stepping through the void has always been a legend, and no one has ever succeeded.  "Looking at the scholar stepping up into the air step by step, like an immortal, Fan Shi was as motionless as a wood carving and clay sculpture. His whole person seemed to be petrified. At this time, he could no longer speak at all, and his mind went blank.  Dongfang Bai held the guqin in her arms and quietly watched the figure walking up step by step. She did not expect that Li Tu could actually achieve the legendary walking in the air.  The pair of extremely charming eyes became even more charming at this time, with a strange light flickering faintly, and the knife hidden in the sleeve seemed to become even more evil.  Looking at that figure, an irrepressible thought suddenly came into my mind.  With one swing of the knife, he chopped off that figure.  The small scimitar, as small as a crescent moon, suddenly appeared in the palm of his hand. At this time, Dongfang Bai had the power to kill everything in the world, and he was filled with pride and regarded the world as his own.  On a full moon night, a charming woman wearing a red palace dress danced in the sky, wearing an apricot flower on her long ink-like hair In a trance, Dongfang Bai seemed to see that big girl again  The figure in red was followed by the small scimitar in the palm of his hand, and at the same time an extremely strong thought came into his mind.  Cut -it is this little knife, and the person is going to cut.  Dongfang Bai didn't know why this knife made her have such strong thoughts. Even if she wanted to suppress them, she couldn't suppress them, and they kept reacting strongly in her mind.  Chop, chop, chop One knife, swing out.  The knife in the palm is still azure.  But she didn¡¯t want to swing the knife, and she didn¡¯t want the knife to control her. She bit her red lip hard, and the bright red blood slowly flowed out. The pain made her sober.  I, Dongfang Bai, how can you control me, even you, God and Demon In the end, this sword was forcibly suppressed by Dongfang Bai.  But a sky-high power burst out from the small scimitar and broke into Dongfang Bai's body. A stream of blood suddenly flowed out slowly from the bright red lips.  Da Hongxiu wiped the blood flowing down slightly, and then looked at the person walking up quietly.  Li Tu walked up step by step, landed in front of Dongfang Bai, and then said calmly: "Unexpectedly, Brother Bai that day turned out to be the famous Dongfang Cult Leader in the world." Dongfang Bai looked at Li Tu quietly, who was dressed in white, silently.  His breath was a little messy, and he said slowly after a long time: "Master Li, I haven't seen you for many days." "Miss Dongfang." Li Tu smiled slightly, and then nodded, not knowing Dongfang Bai's identity.  Moreover, as he walked up step by step, he also discovered Dongfang Bai's condition. There seemed to be a very strong demonic nature in her body, which was eroding her bit by bit.  "Mr. Li, Dongfang wants to learn piano from you?" Dongfang Bai said quietly, his voice a little cold.  Li Tu was slightly surprised. He was silent for a moment, and then he understood something in his heart, and then said: "Okay." "Thank you.""" Dongfang Bai still said quietly. "Actually, as long as you give up, that knife will do."  "Li Tu thought for a while and said, his consciousness fell on the small knife. When he saw the poem on the small knife, he couldn't help but be startled. "The small building listened to the spring rain all night, and the deep alleys sold apricot flowers in the Ming Dynasty   Could it be that Uncle Xiao has something to do with this knife?  "I couldn't help but think of the poem that the down-and-out middle-aged uncle often leaned alone at the door of the wine shop at sunset, looking at the falling apricot flowers. Dongfang Bai looked quietly at the small handle in his palm.  The scimitar, reciting the poem, gradually fell into silence, and after a long time gently shook his head  (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian to vote for recommendations and monthly votes.  Your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile phone users please go to m. to read).
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