Volume 6 Happy Heroes Chapter 222: Strange Things Encountered at the Gate
The dark clouds were thick, covering us layer by layer.
Just after noon, the sky became extremely dark, without any wind or waves, and it felt inexplicably depressing.
All the tourists who were able to escape from the Daming Lake had already fled, leaving only a few people lying unconscious in the ground due to fear.
Yan Wu fell to the ground, and the black sword in his hand, which had killed countless people, fell to the ground with a clang.
He lost his sword, and the sword also lost its master.
Su Weiyun still stood there motionless.
About a quarter of an hour later, he was still standing there, like an eternal, mysterious and strange stone statue.
But as long as he was still standing here, no one dared to come over.
The sky was dark and about to fall.
"It looks like it's going to rain soon."
A boatman plucked up his courage, jumped onto the boat that was lying in the water, and rowed his boat to the other side of the lake, escaping far away.
Su Weiyun still didn't move.
Crash...
The raindrops fell softly, hitting the lake, hitting the willow catkins, and hitting Su Weiyun's body.
The spring rain is silent, and the mud splashes.
Behind the curtain formed by rain, a woman in green suddenly appeared in the distance. She walked very fast, holding an oil-paper umbrella the color of light ink. The raindrops swirled around her body.
The woman walked straight to Su Weiyun and stood there holding an umbrella.
It’s Yan Qi.
Such a big commotion happened by Daming Lake, and Yan Qi, who lived next to the Dragon King Temple, would naturally know about it. Not only her, but also Mr. Yuan Da stayed to take care of Nangong Chou, Shen Hunzi and Master Tiesong were also on their way.
Yan Qi looked at Yan Wu's body on the ground, then looked up at Su Weiyun and called softly, "Brother Su?"
The rain keeps falling.
Su Weiyun's lips moved slightly and said, "Wait for me."
Yan Qi shut up and began to wait patiently.
This wait lasted for half an hour.
"puff!"
Su Weiyun suddenly turned his head and spat out a mouthful of blood, which fell to the ground beside him.
Yan Qi had noticed something was wrong, but he didn't know why, so he hurriedly asked with concern: "Brother Su, you..."
Su Weiyun stroked his chest, his face a little pale, and said: "Okay, it's okay now. Crazy Cross Sword has practiced the deadly sword technique for more than 30 years, and it really has some skills."
Yan Qi asked in surprise: "Crazy Cross Sword?"
Su Weiyun 's clothes were all wet. He retracted the Xiaoxiang Sword, pointed at the body on the ground, and said, "It's him."
Yan Qi turned around suddenly and stared at the corpse lying on the ground.
The face of the corpse was covered by red blood, black mud and dark water. In the rain, it was almost impossible to see what he looked like.
Only the cross scar on the forehead is still eye-catching!
Yan Qi said word by word: "A cross on his forehead, he really is a crazy cross sword!"
Su Weiyun asked: "Do you recognize him?"
Yan Qi said: "I heard from my father. This man has been chasing us for a long time, and my father's serious injuries were caused by him."
Su Weiyun asked: "Does your father have a grudge against him?"
Yan Qi said: "Not at all, it's just that my father was the only one who had the luck to escape his magic sword, which brought him down in disgrace."
Su Weiyun sighed, "Then it seems that I didn't kill the wrong person. Such a bloodthirsty swordsman deserves to die."
Yan Qi suddenly took three steps back, bowed respectfully to Su Weiyun, and said solemnly: "Thank you for helping me to get revenge, Brother Su. From now on, you are the benefactor of my Nangong family. If you have any orders, I will go through fire and water without hesitation!"
She said this with extreme seriousness and earnestness.
Su Weiyun couldn't help but ask: "So you have always wanted revenge?"
Yan Qi said slowly: "Otherwise, why would I be called Yan Qi?"
Su Weiyun smiled and said, “Isn’t it because you died seven times?”
Yan Qi said, "Because I know that the 'Crazy Cross Sword' is called Yan Wu. When I was learning martial arts, I thought about repaying tooth for tooth, blood for blood day and night, and drawing a big bloody cross on his face!"
"One vertical and one horizontal, the hatred of the two swords, I will never forget, so I changed my name to Yan Qi, and also meant to remind myself!"
Su Weiyun murmured, "So that's it."
Yan Qi suddenly asked: "Your injury...is it okay?"
Su Weiyun said: "I practice a Zen technique of withering and flourishing. Withering and flourishing, birth and death, death and growth again. It is not difficult for me to heal internal injuries. On the contrary, this battle helped me to remove some of the mental obstacles of killing, which is of great benefit."
"That's good. I'll give you a ride. You...remember to remind Guo Dalu."
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After Yan Qi sent Su Weiyun out of Jinan Prefecture, he returned to the Dragon King Temple; on the way, Su Weiyun found Guo Dalu, told him Yan Qi's whereabouts, and then returned to Fugui Villa.
He did not tell Guo Dalu about Yan Qi's background, nor did he tell him that there was a test waiting for him. He believed that Guo Dalu could handle it on his own.
Fugui Villa.
The sun has just set and the moon has not yet risen.
But beautiful fiery clouds of various shapes have already appeared on the horizon.
Under such beautiful scenery, Su Weiyun was naturally in a very good mood.
But what he saw next didn't seem to make him so happy.
The main gate of the villa.
Su Weiyun saw from afar that a large row of people were standing in front of the gate of Fugui Villa in a luxurious array. They looked extraordinary and menacing.
Leading the group were two Kunlun slaves with curly hair, hooked noses, blue eyes, and bare upper bodies. They wore only a pair of trousers embroidered with a golden tiger, and had a large golden ring on their left ear.
They held a roll of red felt in their hands, spread it from the door to the yard, then somersaulted in the air and retreated at the same time.
When Su Weiyun came closer, he stood beside them, tilted his head, and watched this group of strange people doing some strange things in his own manor.
This group of people didn't pay attention to Su Weiyun, or they felt that Su Weiyun was not worth paying attention to at all.
As soon as the two big men left, two more people walked into the gate of Fugui Villa.
These were two barbarian girls dressed in strange shapes, with their black hair braided into seventy or eighty small braids, which swayed to the left and right with the music.
Both of them were holding large flower baskets in their hands, and were using their thin arms like tender lotus roots to scatter colorful flowers on the red carpet.
Both of them were very beautiful, with white and slender calves exposed under their short skirts, and a string of golden bells on their legs that jingled non-stop as they danced.
After the two barbarian women scattered the flowers, they quietly retreated without staying.
"Haha, this is really interesting."
No matter what the event is, it is always extra fun if there are beautiful women participating.
What's more, there seem to be more and more beautiful women.
Four girls in long skirts that trailed on the ground and high hairpins came with four sparkling and bright palace lanterns in their hands.
The four women were all graceful and beautiful like fairies. As soon as they stopped, the two tall and long-legged Kunlun slaves carried a Hu couch and strode in from the door.
A woman in purple was reclining on a bed, holding a shiny silver water pipe in her hand. She was leisurely inhaling the smoke, which spread all around like clouds and mist, and her face seemed to be in the clouds and mist.
She held a very long dragon-headed cane in her hand, and there was a young girl beside the bed, gently massaging his legs.
It seems that this person must be an old senior who has been famous for a long time and has a great reputation.
Su Weiyun had been standing nearby. At this moment, he slowly walked over and said, "You knew the master was coming back, so you specially came to greet me outside the door? Thank you so much."
After he said that, he walked onto the red carpet as if no one was around and went into the villa.
The woman in purple snorted coldly, suddenly took a puff of the hookah, then suddenly opened her mouth and blew it straight towards Su Weiyun.
The smoke condensed into a line, surging and rolling towards Su Weiyun in thick waves.
Of course, this smoke is not lethal, but if a person can blow a puff of smoke so far, you have to be careful of her qigong.
call!
Su Weiyun did not turn around, but gently brushed his sleeves backwards, causing a gust of wind and waves to blow.
The smoke turned back and rushed in front of the woman in purple, choking her!
"Your old stinky mouth is not worthy of this."
This means to curse the purple-clothed woman for having an old and smelly mouth.
Unexpectedly, the purple-clothed woman suddenly tapped her cane, flew high up, and shouted softly: "Who are you, little thief, to dare to be so arrogant in front of me?!"
Although she called herself "Auntie", her voice was very lively and she could not be more than twenty years old.
