Zhang Xuan stepped on the flying sword and held the boat with one hand. Liu Yu on the boat was leaning in her sister's arms. Under the moonlight, the eyelashes on her closed eyes were long and seemed to be trembling slightly. Jiang Yingrong looked down at Li Yi below, and saw that in the originally crowded valley, there was only one person holding a sword and wielding it quietly. This man stood very straight. Although he had changed into a set of Zhang Xun's Taoist robes, his raised face still did not have the calmness and calmness of someone from the Taoist sect. ¡°On the contrary, there is more arrogance than before. ¡ ¡ On the official road outside Yangzhou City, there was a crowd of people. Many people carried burdens, pushed carts, and started to flee with their families. The rebels of the Tianlong Sect have already reached Dantu County. They all fled from the surrounding areas of Dantu. A few naughty children did not know how to care about the country and the people, so they ran and played on the roadside heartlessly. "Come and see, this is a cripple, this is a cripple!" A child with a braid on his head suddenly seemed to have discovered a new world, pointing at a ragged passerby and shouted loudly. When the fairy tale sound fell, everyone looked up and saw that this passerby was wearing a torn green cloth gown, with two long sleeves hanging empty on both sides of the body. His face was very dirty. It had obviously not been scrubbed for a long time. Covered in layers of mud, no one could see his original face clearly. In other words, he simply couldn¡¯t wash his face by himself. ¡°Little disability, little disability, haha¡± A group of children clapped their hands and laughed. A man without arms. He looked around with a very calm expression, as if he was already accustomed to this kind of life of being humiliated and scolded. "Don't be ridiculous!" There was a man wearing a long gown next to him. He rushed forward and stopped the children from playing. "Haha" the disabled man suddenly laughed wildly. He glanced sideways at the people watching him one by one, raised the corners of his mouth, and said in a low and hoarse voice: "Number 377" The 377th person, the person who insulted him, the person who despised him. . His name is Lin Feng, and he is the most talented among the four generations of disciples of Xuanji Pagoda. Some people even think that he will be the one to take over the Imperial Master¡¯s class and be the head of Xuanji Pagoda in the secular world. But, ever since I met a man named Li Yi. His originally dazzling life was ruined. At this moment, there was only haze in his heart, a thick, unbreakable haze. Without his arms, he couldn't even walk when he first started, let alone wield a sword a thousand miles. But, all the people in front of me who have ridiculed me. In fact, it is precisely because of this obsession that he can survive until now. He was chased and bitten by wild dogs in the wild and wanted to drink water. But he fell into the river and almost drowned. At this moment, he walked outside Yangzhou City for no other reason than to find his family. He believes it. As long as he returns home, even if his arms are cut off. They will also find someone to help them connect with these 377 people. All will die. The person ranked first is named Li Yi. Yangzhou City is quite large, and many wealthy businessmen in the city have set up porridge shacks at the city gate. Lin Feng sat next to the porridge shed. A busy woman wore a purple silk cross-neck dress. She picked up a bowl of porridge, placed it in front of him, and then turned around to go busy. Lin Feng didn¡¯t move. He had no hands, so how could he drink the hot porridge? The purple-clothed woman, after busying around for a while, turned around and found that a refugee sitting quietly here had not moved. She glanced at the other person's empty arms and was startled. She hurriedly stepped forward and said, "No." Excuse me, I'll do it." Suddenly, she was stunned in the middle of her words, her eyes widened, and she said in astonishment: "Senior brother Lin Feng?" Lin Feng was shocked, he glanced at the other party's beautiful face, and then stood silently Get up, turn around and leave. ¡°Senior brother!¡± The woman in purple hurriedly chased him forward and reached out to grab the opponent¡¯s empty sleeve. "You got the wrong person." Lin Feng glanced at the other party indifferently. "It's you! Senior brother, how did you get to Yangzhou?" The woman in purple seemed a little excited. She took out a handkerchief from her arms and gently wiped Lin Feng's face. Lin Feng's expression still did not change at all. He let the beautiful handkerchief gently brush against his face, and there was still a little virgin fragrance in his breath. Xiupa wiped the mud and revealed his fair face.Some scabs and scratches. The woman in purple suddenly started sobbing. She grabbed Lin Feng who turned to leave, and begged: "Brother, don't leave! I will definitely help you cure it" "Cure it? Haha!" Lin Feng suddenly laughed, He stared at the purple-clothed woman coldly and said angrily: "Junior Sister Qingfeng, have you been expelled too?" When the purple-clothed woman heard this title, she was stunned for a moment, and then her expression turned pale. Feeling the feeling of green cloth across her fingertips, she closed her eyes, and two lines of clear tears ran down her cheeks. Her name is Qingfeng, her real name is Qin Su, and she lives in Yangzhou City. More than ten years ago, he and Lin Feng were selected to practice in Xuanji Pagoda. Now, more than ten years later, both of them have returned to Yangzhou, but this meeting seems a bit unexpected. Lin Feng stepped into the city. The guard at the city gate actually recognized him and said in shock: "Master Lin, what's wrong with you?" "Three hundred and seventy-eight." Lin Feng said something incomprehensible silently and walked unsteadily. In the city. He walked all the way to the north of the city. There was a huge mansion in the north of the city. It was the place where he was born and grew up, and it was also the place where he was loved by thousands of people. "Dong dong dong" Lin Feng raised one foot and barely kicked the door with red copper nails. "Creak." The door slowly opened a crack, revealing Butler Zhao's thin face full of wrinkles. "Young Master Lin?" Butler Zhao was stunned when he saw Lin Feng. "Huh" Lin Feng followed the housekeeper along the long path, passing through the moon cave and the long corridor. Many maids and servants passing by stared at Lin Feng in surprise. "The master of the house is in the main hall, talking to a guest." Butler Zhao led Lin Feng to the entrance of the main hall with a smile. "Yeah." Lin Feng responded. He didn't care why Butler Zhao didn't settle him down first. His purpose was to meet his father, the head of the Lin family. "Creak" The door was pushed open, and Lin Feng walked in. Two middle-aged men in luxurious clothes were smiling and talking. At this moment, they heard the sound of the door and turned their heads to look at each other. Lin Feng paused, as if there was a wall in front of him, blocking his steps. "Uncle." Lin Feng gritted his teeth and shouted two words. He has understood that the position of the head of the family has already fallen into the hands of others, and the head of the Lin family can only be replaced if he dies. In other words, there are no more relatives of his in this huge courtyard. (To be continued)