Langya Bang Jingsu - Nuo

Chapter 1

Langya Bang Jingsu - Nuo

Author: Cassia Xingxiang

It is a personal theater of the Jingsu Tenth Mirror series. If you like the Jianghu style, give Jingyan and Changsu a Jianghu dream.

Content tags: The original martial arts work revenges the grievances of the rivers and lakes

Search keywords: Protagonists: Mei Changsu, Xiao Jingyan┃Supporting roles: Lin Shu, Lin Chen, Gong Yu, Xiao Jinghuan┃Others: Langya Bang, Jingsu, Shi Shijing

前言

If you are not credulous, you will live up to me.

Promises are not lightly promised, so I live up to others. --Inscription

Money is a good thing.

No matter how high the temple is or how far the rivers and lakes are, as long as you have money, you can get anything.Life, that is an extremely easy thing to get.

Of course, obtaining, to a certain extent, is also called seizing.

Money represents status and prestige.Represents the power of life and death.

The Xiao Mansion in Jinling is an existence that can shake the rivers and lakes.This unfathomable family has penetrated into the entire Central Plains, like invisible branches, holding wealth firmly in the palm of your hand.

Lin Chen had been planning to attack the Xiao Manor for a long time.

Langya Mountain, although a small sect can survive An Yu, but there is always a powerful force pressing him, after all, he is worried that the sword above his head will fall one day.

What's more, Langya Pavilion holds the secrets of Jianghu, if you follow the vines, it is hard to guarantee that you will not discover something that you should not discover.The Xiao Mansion probably also stared at Langya Mountain.

White pigeons landed on the pane one after another, Lin Chen glanced at the child sitting by the window, and motioned him to take down the letter paper.The child turned his head and snorted coldly, Lin Chen had no choice but to go get it by himself.

Seeing the content of the letter, Lin Chen didn't say a word, just put it on the table and pushed it to the man in white who was concentrating on practicing official script.

"A secret report from the Xiao Mansion in Jinling. It's about the Seventh Hall Master."

Mei Changsu's writing hand trembled, and a pool of thick ink was burned on the rice paper.

East China Sea

The sand and gravel by the sea are only cold and harsh.

The sea and sea wind were eroding the rocks violently, and the waves hit one after another, and the splashed water wet the belt of the man in black.

The long sword is like a ray of light, cutting through the wind and waves, scattering hostility.

It seems to be a ghost returning from hell, with viciousness and death.

The surface of the sea was cut into a long section by the air waves, and the waves were furious, rolling away to both sides.

Xiao Jingyan looked at the long sword coldly, only the roar of the waves could be heard in his ears.As if he heard the roar and shout from the distant Meiling.

Under the sun, a blood-red "shu" character was on the blade, very dazzling.

"Jingyan, wait for me to come back."

I have been waiting, but you never came back.

You are a person who does not make promises easily. Unexpectedly, you will also break your promises.

It's okay, I don't blame you for not keeping your promise, as long as you come back.

Seabirds flew up in panic.The tide shook suddenly.

Only sea water and birds could hear that desperate roar.

〖1〗

When people are in the rivers and lakes, righteous characters come first.

Morality, justice, and benevolence do not rely on a mouth.

On the bright side, everyone's eyes are bright, they will kill themselves if they do many injustices, their reputation is accumulated by themselves, and they do good or bad things, whether they are more or less, someone will always know that there has never been an impenetrable wall in the rivers and lakes. It's useless to let people know.

In the secret passage, then there is something to talk about.You treat this person as a brother, maybe in that dark night, his sword will send you into the underworld.There are no secrets in the secret path, only interests, money is everything, and the debate between righteousness and profit is nonsense.To live is the purpose.

Langya Pavilion sells secrets.

The Jinling Xiao Mansion is dedicated to sharpening the sword that kills people.

If either of the two parties is missing in the rivers and lakes, I am afraid it will be a bloodbath.

Money and knives, well balanced on both ends of the scale.

Fei Liu frowned, he couldn't understand why a knife needed so many pieces of gold and silver to lift it up.He poked left and right, the balance shook a few times that day, and stopped at a horizontal position again.

Mei Changsu was kneading a piece of gold in his hand, looking coldly at the trembling balance.

"Brother Su."

Mei Changsu glanced at Fei Liu.He motioned for him to sit next to him.

"Look at Fei Liu."

Mei Changsu put the piece of gold in his hand on the pile of gold and silver.

The balance instantly tilted over.

Fei Liu opened his eyes wide.

"It may be the last secret that can defeat them."

The valley is full of lush greenery, the sky is overcast, the wind is blowing, the clouds and waves are rolling in the sky, and the blue tide is surging in the mountains.

This is the torrent of the rivers and lakes, which has never been calm.Just waiting for a character who is enough to be a mainstay, breaking a seemingly peaceful undercurrent.

"The Seventh Hall Master is in the East China Sea, and he just practices kung fu on the giant reef every day."

"Seventh hall master practiced kung fu in the rainstorm and huge waves today, and he didn't return to the east helm of Xiao's house all day."

"Leader Seven sat on the giant reef all day today."

"Seventh hall master cut off another sword in Quenjian Hall today."

"The Seventh Hall Master drew the Scarlet Flame Sword today."

Mei Changsu got up quickly when he heard the words, "What did you say?"

Zhen Ping replied cautiously, "The Seventh Hall Master drew the Scarlet Flame Sword today."

Xiao Jingyan looked carefully at the red flame sword.

The red gold sword body is carved with this complicated and solemn red pattern, and a big "善" character is engraved in the middle, as if it has been reduced to death in the blood.

Red Flame Sword, also known as Death Sword.

Life and death are not just the cycle of heaven and earth.

"Jingyan, wait for me to come back." The sea breeze blows violently, Xiao Jingyan is sober, he will always hear these words.What Lin Shu said before leaving.

"Xiaoshu, I'll wait for you."

The red flaming sword swept the wind and slashed down fiercely, and the waves were furious, as if a heavy rain had turned the sea and the sky upside down.

With a bang, the torrential rain flooded a whole world.

"Invisible!"

Lin Chen raised his head in surprise, Fei Liu pointed at the torrential rain outside, pouted. "I can't see it."

"Well, it's raining, so of course we can't see it outside."

"No, Brother Su, I can't see it."

Lin Chen rushed out the door, and a man in white was standing in the rain in the middle of the lake pavilion on the mountainside in the distance.

Mei Changsu stood still in the wind and rain with his crystal-clear long sword nestled in his hand.

All of his extraordinary meridians were severed by traitors, and it was already a miracle that Lin Chen could save him and turn him into an ordinary person.

In the world, there is no longer the sword god Lin Shu, and the lingering one is just a commoner who can't even hold a sword.Jingyan's Changlin Sword is so heavy that it is hard to lift it.

"Sovereign!" Gong Yu came from the lake to drink water under an umbrella, and felt bitter when he saw the long sword in his hand.

"You go back, I want to be quiet here." Mei Changsu didn't look at her, still holding the Changlin sword tightly in his hand.

"Sovereign, there is news from Jiangdong's main rudder that the fifth hall master of Jinling sent red sleeves to assassinate the seventh hall master. The seventh hall master lost the news when he arrived in Qizhou."

Mei Changsu turned around and held Gong Yu's hand tightly, "When did it happen?"

"On the night... when the Scarlet Flame Sword was drawn out."

"Red Flame Sword...Red Flame Sword...I knew it! How is Jingyan!"

"Subordinates don't know."

"Jingyan...Jingyan...I'm going to Qizhou."

Before Gong Yu could react, Mei Changsu had already rushed into the rain.

The mountains and rivers are still roaring, and the torrential rain hits the lake, like the roar of thousands of dead men.

No, that is the roar of heaven and earth.

Xiao Jingyan stumbled in the dense forest, he dared not stop.Surrounded by the sound of whirling leaves and violent rain.I don't know where, there will be Qin Banruo's poisonous arrows.

Hongxiu Zhao is good at using poison. These women have poisonous hearts and even more poisonous hands.

"Jingyan...Jingyan, don't be afraid!" Xiao Jingyan gradually lost consciousness, but still tightly gripped the Chiyan Sword, Xiaoshu's voice reappeared in his ears.

"Jingyan, don't be afraid when I come back!" Mei Changsu, holding the Changlin sword, braved the heavy rain and rode his horse towards Qizhou.

"Chang Lin lives, Chi Yan dies. Hall Master, the Chi Yan Sword has been born, and Chang Lin will inevitably reappear. Ban Wei is here, I wish the Hall Master in advance, and dominate the martial arts world."

"Chang Lin, Chi Yan..."

There were not many lights in the huge hall, and the man's face was hidden in the darkness, leaving only wanton laughter echoing in the stone wall.

Under the purple veiled hat, Qin Banruo straightened his vine-embroidered skirt, smiling charmingly.

〖2〗

Darkness is the most wonderful.There is no sound, no pain, no love, hate, hatred, and ignorance.Xiao Jingyan felt joy and joy that he had never felt before.The whole person became like a feather, fluttering and falling without end.The sense of touch is wide open, but it also seems to be closed tightly.

Not a breath of wind.

Neither life nor death.It's just the soul falling into a void.

Xiaoshu should be here too.Just like when the two of them were sleeping next to each other.

He suddenly heard something vaguely.In the dark silence, a ray of light pierced fiercely into the bottom of my heart.

It's a flute.Very light, very soft.

Xiao Jingyan suddenly regained consciousness.The sound of the flute is right next to my ears, like weeping and complaining.He tried desperately to open his eyes.Suddenly it became noisy.He heard the wind blowing across the lake, beating the dense forest in the distance, the late frost falling on the ground, and songbirds singing softly among the grass.He felt the soft satin brocade covering him.

Footsteps gradually came in.

The internal strength is not shallow...Xiao Jingyan was keenly aware of it.

The sound of the flute suddenly stopped.

There is no sound.The deliberate silence makes people feel extremely unreal.

He touched a thin hand, slender and well-knitted.Soft sleeves caged his hands with his own.Feeling for his own pulse, and also exuding warmth from that inadvertent touch.

Someone is waking him up.It's not words, it's heart.

Someone is awakening his heart.

That hand is about to leave me.It seems that the only light in the darkness is about to die.

"Xiaoshu!"

He woke up with a start, clawing at the air.After a while, another soft hand came up.