Dawn Star Lone Island

Located at the foot of Langyue Mountain, Cheongju is a fairly prosperous and lively town. Because the Qingfeng Sword Sect, the number one school in the world, is located on Langyue Mountain, there are often martial arts in the city of Qingzhou. Everyone in the city is a martial artist, and even the six-year-old on the street can dance spears and clubs in a decent manner.

Before the threshold of the Qingfeng Sword School, naturally no one dared to do evil here. Therefore, although people in the world can be seen everywhere, the city has always been peaceful. On the contrary, it is convenient for successive government offices, and can easily win a good reputation and court awards under the rule.

Qingfeng Restaurant is the largest inn in the city of Qingzhou. It seems to have caught the name of Qingfeng, and even the business is much easier. Although it is not necessarily better than other houses, the people who come and go are obviously more interested in this one. Whenever it was time for dinner, the halls up and down the restaurant were bustling with people without exception. The accents from all over the world gathered together, most of them were the five big and three thick men, or heavy hammers, or big swords, and frothed to brag about the wicked men killed by the knights and righteous wars they had fought.

There are a lot of people like this, and the second person in the restaurant has already practiced a pair of golden eyes. So when a pair of white felt boots stepped on the threshold, when a simple and elegant figure came into view, the little second who wandered in the lobby took a look and knew that the one who came was not of the same grade as those inside, so he hurriedly put down the teapot. , Greeted him graciously and greeted him with a smile on his face, saying: "The guest officer, please come inside, it's cold outside. How many guest officers? Is it better to stay in a shop?"

The visitor patted the snow on his body, nodded to Xiao Er, and said: "Don't live in the shop. Make all of your signature dishes here. Make them lighter, and I want to take them away."

"Hey, I see. Guest officer, sit and wait, and the younger one will place your order." Xiaoer quickly led people to the hall, moved a stool, wiped it with a rag, and asked the guests to sit down. Next, he poured tea and brought it, and ran to the counter quickly.

Jun Shuying looked at the tea in the cup, there were a few white tea stalks floating in the light color, she couldn't help frowning, and put the tea aside.

Since Yuan Kangshou's birthday, Chu Feiyang's master Xinbai didn't seem to be so stubborn anymore. Although he didn't say it clearly, this stubborn old man had apparently acquiesced to the fact that he, the former demon leader, was another man, who was by Chu Feiyang's side.

Now I don't know what Chu Feiyang conspired with his master, and he moved his family to the feet of the Qingfeng Sword School.

Jun Shuying didn't like this place. Chu Feiyang was determined to come back. He had used any methods of coercion and temptation, and Jun Shuying could only agree in the end.

It seems that from the beginning, he was always led by Chu Feiyang...

Fortunately, Chu Feiyang did not ask to live in the Qingfeng Sword Sect, but settled down at the foot of the mountain where another master once lived in seclusion. This is also one of the reasons why Jun Shuying did not insist on rejecting. Anyway, all grievances are old things. As long as they don't meet with the Qingfeng Sword Sect every day, there is no need to put on an attitude of old age and death, otherwise it would be hypocritical.

Now that there are more people, the house is obviously too crude. Jun Shuying didn't matter, Chu Feiyang had been busy inviting his apprentices and nephews to repair the house, clean the yard, and even built a study room, as if he wanted to settle down here.

Today, he was in the mountains again early in the morning, and it was past noon and he did not come back. Little Stone was already so hungry and screaming, Jun Shuying couldn't wait any longer, so she grabbed her money and went straight to the Qingfeng restaurant.

Jun Shuying sat bored. After thinking about the martial arts secrets that Chu Feiyang had written to him for a while, and for a while, he was a little worried about the little stone he tied to the leg of the table, and couldn't help but become a little impatient, complaining that the food was done too slowly.

When Xiao Er was about to call for a reminder, a familiar name floated in the conversations of a few people on the square table behind him.

"...Chu Feiyang, the world's number one hero Chu?! Pooh!" A man in a green suit and a hat with a scar on his face spit on the ground fiercely, "He deserves to be called a hero? He deserves to be called a hero. Hero? It’s also number one in the world, and our entire Central Plains martial arts face has completely lost him!" The scar on the man’s face moved with his mouth, a face that was irritated or drunk, and his face was red. There was a bright light from the small eyes.

"Brother Yang, keep your voice down. After all, this is the boundary of the Qingfeng Sword Sect..." someone reminded.

"Quiet a fart. Chu Feiyang counts as a fart!" Another burly-looking man interjected in. He lifted the glass to pour the wine in the toast, and said with a greasy mouth: "I'm telling you, that boy named Chu, what is he capable of? What is he? He is a man who loves men... Um." The strong man became obscene. The gesture lengthened the voice. Several people looked at each other around and laughed lewdly.

"I'm telling you. Do you know how this scar on Brother Yang's face came from?" The strong man burped, and continued: "The one surnamed Chu is hacking. That's really a fierce battle, Brother Yang, you said. Is it right?"

The scared man waved his hand and said with a humble expression: "It's not worth mentioning, it's not worth mentioning."

"Why is it not worth mentioning?!" The strong man's face trembled, and Tongling's eyes widened. "How can you not tell this kind of thing, and tell everyone to listen to it. Let's let everyone see, too," That little white face named Chu is such a despicable villain! I tell you that last time, the gangster on Heixiazi Mountain was singled out by Brother Yang from the Black Rakshasa. Brother Yang fought blood for three days and three nights alone. , Killed the five hundred vicious and vicious bandits, and he was already exhausted. The boy surnamed Chu jumped out at this time and solved the remaining bandits. Brother Yang is open and upright, where I wanted to know that he was here to grab merit, and thanked him. He even took the opportunity to cut Brother Yang with a knife..."

A table of people made a hissing sound immediately, shaking their heads with emotion. The strong man patted the scarred man, and continued: "What is a great chivalrous man? So is Brother Yang! As a result, the credit was snatched away by the surname Chu, and Brother Yang was unwilling to tell us about it. , This is really..."

A few giggling voices interrupted the strong man. Several people obviously felt a gloomy force, looked at each other for a moment, and looked forward together.

Under the neat rabbit fur-edged cuffs, the white and slender hands slowly grasped, and the blue veins on the back of the hands faintly protruded. The gurgling sound came from the movement between the bones under the skin and flesh.

A table of five sturdy men watched the man turn around, walked to the table, and gloomily glanced at them.

The scarred man recovered his senses first and slapped the table and roared: "Smelly boy, you don't want to kill you! Dare to look at us Pengyue Five Tigers like this..." The voice suddenly turned into a miserable roar, and he was shocked. Looking at the whole lobby, one after another looked towards this side. For a while, there was no other sound except the wailing.

Jun Shuying took his hand away from the chopsticks. The green bamboo chopsticks were inserted straight on the tabletop, piercing the back of the scared man's hand, and the blood pooled into a gurgling stream of water dripping onto the ground along the tabletop.

"You!" The man closest to Jun Shuying came to his senses, grabbing the big knife on the table and about to get up. Jun Shuying's eyelids didn't move, she stretched out her hand to hold down the man's face, pressed between her fingers, only to hear a click, the man crooked his face and held his neck and screamed and collapsed. The heavy knife fell to the ground. The sound is loud and crisp.

Jun Shuying walked forward. The man who had spoken spittingly looked at the two companions, knowing that he had met an expert, took up his weapon, and stepped back guard.

Jun Shuying sneered, picked up a chopstick and threw it out. The man caught it nervously, holding his chopsticks and smiling "you can't pass it".

"Be careful! Throw it away!" A voice suddenly sounded from above. The man pinched his chopsticks and looked up. He saw a white shadow flashing, his right wrist was cold, and a piercing pain slammed from his wrist to all parts of his body. Broke out.

"Ah!" The man screamed, and fell to the ground holding his wrists, seeing his right palm falling not far in front of him, especially holding the chopsticks.

"You!" The man raised his head, his eyes were blood-red and blue-stranded, looking at the young man in white who was falling in front of him.

"You don't have to do this, I'm saving you. Look." The man in white pointed to the right hand that fell to the ground. I saw that hand slowly turned black from the place where it was in contact with the bamboo chopsticks, and spread quickly. The black covered the whole hand, and began to rot downward again, until the flesh and bones were visible, and only a skeleton and A pool of blood.

The man who fell on the ground stared blankly, forgetting to continue yelling.

The white-clothed man turned to Jun Shuying and said with a grimace: "Who are you? You were born with such a vicious heart. Even if these people provoke you, you don't have to use such vicious methods to kill people. Such evil methods. , It’s not what my martial arts righteous way does."

Jun Shuying glanced at the three injured on the ground, then glanced at the remaining two shuddering far away in the corner, then ignored them, and turned her gaze to the young man who scolded him violently and violently.