Volume 17: The Sentimental Swordsman and the Ruthless Sword (Part 2) Chapter 381 Jing Wuming
Xingyun Manor, Lengxiang Cottage.
Long Xiaoyun's decapitated body was buried here.
I don’t know why, but when people are in despair, they always like to destroy beauty; Lin Shiyin deliberately buried the body here, just to ruin the most beautiful and coldest artistic conception.
But with the corpse as nutrients, the flowers bloomed more brightly and more charmingly.
A solitary stone tablet stood in the plum blossom forest, with neat and square regular script writing on it:
Tomb of the filial son Long Xiaoyun
Under the stone tablet is Long Xiaoyun’s burial place.
Su Weiyun and Yan Shuangfei stood in front of the tombstone, looking at the cemetery quietly without saying a word.
After a long time, Yan Shuangfei said, "I've seen enough."
Su Weiyun said: "It's time to leave when you've seen enough."
Yan Shuangfei said: "But I still want to go to the main hall of Xingyun Manor to take a look."
Su Weiyun asked: "What do you want to do there?"
Yan Shuangfei said: "There will definitely be many interesting guests there today."
Su Weiyun suddenly showed a hint of understanding, thought about it , and agreed: "Okay, then I will accompany you to take a look."
The two were walking in Xingyun Manor. Not long after they walked, they heard a lot of noise. Some people were moving things, and some were making noise.
When I arrived at the main hall again, I saw a dead body lying on the doorstep.
He was the big-headed gatekeeper, and also Lin Xianer’s father.
He had tried to stop Su Weiyun when he first came, but today it seemed like he had stopped someone who was unstoppable.
Su Weiyun said: "The smell of blood is very strong here."
Yan Shuangfei saw the sword wound on Damazi's body, and smiled, saying, "Let's go in quickly, I can't wait any longer."
Su Weiyun asked: "What are you eager to see?"
"You'll find out when you go in."
He strode into the hall and greeted the guests one by one with a smile.
Su Weiyun followed closely and saw them as well.
There was Zhuge Gang, the group of men in yellow from before, and a young man in golden clothes, staring at him expressionlessly.
Yan Shuangfei took a step ahead, walked in front of them, and said to Su Weiyun: "Su Weiyun, let me introduce you."
He immediately changed his words and stopped even calling him Master.
"This is Zhuge Gang, the 'King Kong Iron Crutch' who ranks eighth on the Weapon List. You must know him."
Su Weiyun still smiled and said, "Yes, I recognize him."
Yan Shuangfei pointed at a man in yellow and said, "This is Tang Du. He has a mantis knife that is laced with a deadly poison. It will kill the throat if it sees blood. The poison is so strong that it is almost as strong as the poison of the Five Poison Boys in the Paradise Cave!"
Su Weiyun clapped his hands and said, "Okay, I will definitely see it for myself some other day."
Tang Du said grimly: "Maybe I can't wait until another day, I am very free today."
Su Weiyun said: "Although you are free today, I am not."
Tang Dudao: "What do you want?"
Su Weiyun said: "I have been busy teaching my disciples recently, so I don't have much free time."
Tang Du laughed and said, "Disciple, who is your disciple? Are you talking about Long Xiaoyun who died under your sword?"
“Hahahahahahahaha!”
“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!”
When he smiled, everyone in the hall burst into laughter, but Lin Shiyin, who was sitting in the main seat, looked paler, helpless and pitiful.
Su Weiyun noticed her only then. She seemed extremely inconspicuous in the occupation of the Money Gang, like a small boat drifting in a fierce sea storm, dark clouds and heavy rain.
Everyone laughed, except three people.
In addition to Lin Shiyin and the young man, there is also Su Weiyun.
Su Weiyun seemed to not understand Tang Du's mockery at all, and continued: "The disciple I'm talking about is Yan Shuangfei standing in front of you."
Tang Du laughed again, "Hahahaha, Yan Shuangfei, who is known as the King of Flying Spears, when did you become his apprentice? Are you so unambitious?"
Yan Shuangfei blushed and glared, "How could I be so unambitious? I just... just compromised and surrendered to the enemy for the time being!"
The young man in golden clothes frowned and said, "Surrender to the enemy for the time being?"
Yan Shuangfei said: "Yes, Lord Jing, I don't really want to join him."
The young man said calmly, "Well, I understand. Tang Du, don't you want to try your knife?"
Tang Du had a pale green scimitar hanging around his waist. The curve of the scimitar was very large and the blade was not very long. The shape was ancient, strange and very unique.
"Let me help you try!"
The knife was suddenly pulled out, and a green light flashed, as if it came from the distant mountains, and in just a moment it reached Yan Shuangfei's chest.
"Ah! Jing Wuming, you...you..."
Yan Shuangfei covered his chest with his hands. The wound was not deep, but the blood that flowed out of it gradually turned into the same pale green color as the mantis knife.
"Tang Du, Tang Du, give me the antidote quickly! Since we are friends, please give me the antidote quickly!"
Tang Du walked away from him at this time, saying with disdain: "I don't have any friends who would randomly take a stinky boy as their master."
Jing Wuming suddenly asked, "Tang Du, the poison on your knife hasn't taken effect yet?"
Tang Du said: "Sir, once he is poisoned by the mantis knife, he will die within a day!"
Jing Wuming only said three words: "Too slow."
Chi !
The knife flashed again and blood flew out!
"Jing Wuming, you are not a human..."
Yan Shuangfei's strength gradually weakened, and his voice became smaller and smaller, and could hardly be heard.
Su Weiyun shook his head and said, "You clearly said that this is a deadly poison, but the effect doesn't seem to be that exaggerated."
Tang Du said: "He doesn't understand the toxicity of my poison, so he exaggerated a bit."
Su Weiyun sighed: "Some people always like to exaggerate the facts. I didn't expect that my second apprentice is also such a person."
Although Yan Shuangfei died in front of him, he seemed not to be moved at all.
Tang Du could only smile awkwardly twice and said nothing more.
Su Weiyun walked over slowly, closed Yan Shuangfei's eyes, and slowly pulled his hand away.
"You came here in a hurry, but you didn't expect to die. Do you think that meeting these people is your salvation?"
Su Weiyun kept shaking his head and sighing, looking very regretful.
"I killed your apprentice."
Jing Wuming finally spoke.
Su Weiyun slowly stood up and said, "I know you killed him."
Jing Wuming asked: "Do you want to avenge him?"
Su Weiyun said: "I don't want to. I won't kill you, I just want you to compensate me with another disciple."
The people around laughed when they heard this, but Jing Wuming remained expressionless and said, "I can't afford it."
Su Weiyun said: "If you can afford it, just use yourself to pay for it!"
whoosh!
Jing Wuming had already drawn the sword with his left hand. He twisted his wrist, pressed the sword tip down, and stabbed it at an incredible angle, stabbing Su Weiyun's knee.
Judging from the angle , it was impossible for him to stab her, but he stabbed her anyway.
What a strange sword technique!
Not only did he use an extremely rare left-handed sword, but his swordsmanship was also extremely tricky and vicious!
Su Weiyun didn't move.
He waited until the tip of the sword was almost close to his body before moving.
At that time, it was impossible for him to dodge the sword, but he suddenly raised his left leg, which flew far away without leaving any trace, and he managed to dodge the sword.
His body movements were even more amazing than Jing Wuming's swordsmanship.
Su Weiyun stood in the distance and said, "Even if you don't agree to my conditions, you should at least say that you refuse to make another move."
Jing Wuming said coldly: "I only know how to use the sword to reject others."
Su Weiyun smiled and said, "Really? Then let's talk with swords. Actually, the result will be the same."
He moved his left hand down, lightly grasped the scabbard, and pulled out the Changsheng Sword at his right waist.
clang.
The sword light suddenly filled the room!
There was a hint of surprise in Jing Wuming's emotionless eyes. He had not expected that Su Weiyun was also using a left-handed sword.
