Volume 19: Legend of Lu Xiaofeng Chapter 502: Cold Winter
August 30th.
It's been raining continuously.
Su Weiyun remembered that the last time he came here, it was about the same season and had about the same weather.
It was late autumn and it had rained.
Today the sky is particularly gray, as if covered by an invisible layer of smog; pedestrians come and go in a hurry, hardly staying on the streets, and the whole city looks very desolate.
Fang Yufei looked outside the door and didn't seem to be in a particularly good mood.
Bad weather always makes people feel bad, not to mention that today is said to be the day when the three friends of winter come to visit.
Three people, three old men, walked slowly down the deserted street. They all wore swords and walked in different steps.
Sometimes you can tell a lot from the way a person walks.
People who are impatient walk fast, straight ahead and never stop; people who are lazy walk and stop, looking around at all times; some people walk in a coquettish manner, fearing that others will not see their beauty.
These three people are certainly not the three types mentioned above. Not only are they not walking straight, but their routes are even a bit tortuous.
But if you look closely, you'll find that they're not dawdling on purpose; the three of them seem to always maintain the shape of a triangle.
The three points of this triangle are not fixed. Sometimes the old man who looks the most arrogant is in front, and sometimes an old man who is as thin as a bamboo pole is in front.
The most arrogant old man strode with great force, causing the rain to splash slightly, while the thin old man walked lightly, as if he was afraid of stepping on an ant at any time.
The steps of these three people each have their own characteristics, but there is one thing in common: they all carry a very terrifying evil aura.
At their age, they shouldn't have such a strong murderous aura, and at their level of skill, they shouldn't be so aggressive.
But as soon as they arrived at this place, they remembered the shame ten years ago - the shame that Su Weiyun brought to them!
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Silver Hook Casino.
The silver hook was blown by the wind and swayed restlessly.
From the moment the three old men stepped through the threshold, this place was destined to no longer be peaceful.
Fang Yufei sat in front of the largest gambling table, silently looking at the three old men whose auras were almost one.
Three Friends of Winter. Ever since they were defeated by Su Weiyun ten years ago, they fled to the west of Kunlun and are said to have been practicing swordsmanship and have never left the mountain.
This time they came out with bad intentions.
Gu Song was the first to speak. He asked coldly, "Is the wedding dress ready?"
Fang Yufei asked, "A wedding dress worth five hundred thousand taels?"
Gusong said: "That's right! We came back to sign a bet!"
Fang Yufei asked, "What if I can't take it out?"
Gu Song sneered and said, "If you can't take it out, you will naturally return the 500,000 taels and the Rakshasa Jade Token to us. In addition, we will calculate the interest."
Fang Yufei asked: "Interest? What interest?"
Gusong said, "We deposited 500,000 taels of silver and the Rakshasa Jade Token at the Yin Gou Casino. Shouldn't that be counted as interest?"
Fang Yufei said: "I run a gambling house, not a bank, how can I calculate the profit?"
Gusong said: "Since this is a gambling house, then I will have a good bet with you!"
Fang Yufei grabbed a gambling cup, shook it casually, and asked, "What do you want to bet on? Big or small, points, or Pai Gow?"
Gu Song placed his sword on the table and said coldly: "I'm betting with my sword. The stake is your life!"
Fang Yufei immediately stood up, shocked!
"Old Man Gusong, I respect you as a senior in the martial arts world, so I will be polite to you. Don't be so aggressive!"
The old man, Gusong, was fearless and said arrogantly, "I am aggressive, what can you do?"
Withered Bamboo and Cold Plum were sitting next to him. When he moved his Lone Pine Sword, the swords of the other two were also placed on the table.
The three of them fought together, and with the combined power of the three swords, Fang Yufei really didn't dare to move rashly.
Gusong said: "Is your wedding dress ready? If not, you only need to prepare one thing."
Fang Yufei asked, "What's the matter?"
Gusong said: "Get your coffin ready!"
He thought that after hearing this, Fang Yufei would put down everything she was doing and devote all her energy to finding the wedding dress that was being taught, but Fang Yufei's expression was beyond Gusong's expectations.
Fang Yufei said, "You three are being too arrogant."
Gu Song narrowed his eyes slightly, and his sword moved gently. Before anyone could see clearly how moved, the largest gambling table in the gambling house slowly fell over and broke into two halves.
Now, the distance between Fang Yufei and Gusong seemed to be shortened.
Kuzhu spoke slowly: "If you can hear our loud voice, it is naturally a good thing. If our sword falls, you will not hear anything!"
When he was silent, he looked very thin and old. When he opened his mouth, his tone was fragmented and vague, making people feel that he was extremely old.
The three of them were about the same age, but he looked like the oldest.
Fang Yufei said, "Don't worry, I have met someone who is much more arrogant than you three."
Hanmei sneered: "Oh? Then are you going to say that he died at your hands?"
Fang Yufei smiled: "No. Absolutely not! He is still alive and well. I can send someone to invite him over right now."
As he was speaking, someone came outside.
When Gu Song saw this person, his aloof and arrogant expression that had remained unchanged for thousands of years finally changed!
"Su Weiyun!"
He spoke one word at a time, and each word seemed extremely heavy.
But Su Weiyun's expression was relaxed.
"I heard that there were three people who were more arrogant than me, so I hurried over to see what was going on. It turned out to be you three!"
Kuzhu said in a deep voice: "Why are you here?"
Su Weiyun said: "If you can come, I can come too."
Kuzhu said: "You shouldn't have come."
Su Weiyun asked: "Why shouldn't I come?"
Kuzhu said, "When you come, you must draw your sword!"
Su Weiyun said: "I haven't drawn my sword for a long time!"
Gusong suddenly shouted: "If you don't draw your sword, you will die!"
Three people suddenly stood up and surrounded Su Weiyun from three different directions. The three swords were unsheathed, and in just a moment, the room was filled with cold light.
Their body movements are very fast, and their sword skills are even faster!
Su Weiyun asked, "Do you three really want to fight me?"
Kuzhu suddenly bowed down and said, "The three of us have been training at Holy Mother Peak for ten years, enduring cold winds and rains, and frozen rocks. Fortunately, we have all made breakthroughs, and we have also mastered a winter sword formation. Even if someone has better martial arts than us, they may not be able to get away with it!"
"It is against the rules for three people to fight against one person, and it is shameful for the martial arts world... However, because..."
A little light gradually appeared in the old and dead eyes of the withered bamboo, as if it was gratitude, mixed with fighting spirit and glory.
"Because you are Su Weiyun! So I am sorry for the offense!"
The sword has not moved yet, but the sword wind has arrived!
The timing of their sword attacks was different, but they just happened to fill in the vacancies of the other two, using one move to counter another without any flaws.
This sword formation obviously required countless rehearsals to reach this level! The swordsmanship of the three of them really improved a step further, and they had an amazing tacit understanding!
