Chapter 308 Tiandao Song Que

Kill Song Que!

As soon as the three words came out, the hall was full of coax.

Why did Ling Feng turn against his brother-in-law and have to kill him? Only then did everyone remember that he took his nephew Song Shidao away, which was actually a real thing!

Is it that he is dissatisfied with the strength of the Song valve and prepares for the establishment of a consolidated regime in the future? But what should be done without the ghost's awareness? Today's events spread out, and Song Valve will definitely turn against the world. What's the benefit for him? I can't figure it out.

Questions come one after another. Has Song Que come? If he comes, where is he?

As soon as the man's words fell, the four judges immediately took action and rushed to Fu Gong!

The jade pen of Yinlu Si Cui Yu, the long sword of punishing the evil Si Lu Chen, the flesh palm of Shan Si Huan Yu, and the iron rope of Cha Si Yang Shan are intertwined into an invisible gas net. They immediately trapped the auxiliary Gong in the core, and the angle of the position taken by the four people is impeccable. You Chuhong, Shi Zhixuan and others think that even if they fall, they will not It can break through in a moment.

Boom! The four lights are shining.

The four figures fell out, and only Fu Gong was in an arrogant position. No! He is not Fu Gongyi, but Tiandao Song Que! His heavenly knife hasn't come out of its sheath yet!

The leopard head mask is scattered like rice noodles. Everyone can see his real face. It is a handsome face without any flaws. Under the thick eyebrows, there is a pair of shining eyes like gems. The wide forehead shows wisdom beyond ordinary people, and there is a melancholy that can touch anyone in the silence. The expression, but it makes people feel that the feeling is deep and elusive.

Song lacked frost on his temples, but he did not age at all. On the contrary, he added him the aristocratic style and the demeanor of a Confucian scholar. It is also intimidating and unattainable. With his even and beautiful figure and the posture of Yuanting Yuezhi, he really has the intoxicating demeanor of a top master.

You Chuhong praised: "What a heavenly knife! What a knife!"

She is one of the few people who saw the five-person duel between lightning and fire. Although Song Que's long knife was still behind him, he took the lead in splitting Yang Shan's iron rope. Because although the time of the four men did the action was not different, the length of all kinds of weapons was different. He moved a little subtly in the previous moment. This The subtle change of a body determines the fundamental outcome of a moment of engagement!

This palm knife is like antelope hanging horns, breaking through the air, making people have no way to grasp its angle and change. Yang Shan applied his ability to press the bottom of the box and changed several times in a row before he barely blocked the knife. When there was a big shock, Song Que's internal force surged endlessly, making his whole body's blood float, and the first one turned upside down!

Then two strands of knife gas spewed out, facing Cui Yu's jade pen and Lu Chen's long sword. Although the two cooperated in weapons, they suddenly found that the nearby airflow quickly strengthened the rotating convection with the surge of the knife gas. It became more and more cohesive, and had reached the realm of the unity of heaven and man, with no trace. The knife spirit is substantial. There is no other way but to retreat and avoid its sharpness, but how can you retreat if you want to retreat?

There was no time to think about it. The three balls of true qi collided with each other, and Song Que's knife gas took away their two true qi in the blink of an eye with the help of rotation, and their pen swords were only scrap copper and rotten iron. The two were so terrled that they tried their best to fly backwards and did not dare to take this knife at all!

Cui and Lu just got angry and didn't get any injury, but they suffered from Huan Yu in the back. His meat palm patted Song Que's back acupuncture point, and he could hurt both sides. Unexpectedly, Song Que suddenly turned around and stared at himself. The cold light flashed, and the big gas hit his chest. Huan Yu's face changed greatly, and he fought hard.

Sure enough, with a bang, his whole body was almost shaken away by Song Que's indestructible knife. He was about to retreat. His neck was cold, and his whole body was spilled with blood. He turned into a body that had been cut off his throat, and he was kicked back along the road by Song Que.

Everyone retreated and was shocked and afraid of Song Que, who was like a god.

Cui Yu, Lu Chen and Yang Shan stood far away. If they wanted to enter, they had no courage to take action!

Song Que looked up at the top of the hall and said indifferently, "You are not Ling Feng! Who the hell are you?"

Group love**, all of his words triggered a new round of speculation.

Shan Meixian's delicate body trembled slightly, and her breasts fluctuated sharply. The man suddenly hugged her tightly, took a sip of incense on her cheek, and said, "Song Que! I'm not Ling Feng. Who is it? Do you know me better than my woman?" There is no negative emotion caused by the three defeats and one death of his men, as if the four judges are just irrelevant to him.

Song Que smiled and said, "Although I haven't seen Ling Feng, I also know that he is a man, not you, a woman with strange fragrance!"

There was an uproar. Although it was a little far away, this man didn't look like a woman disguised as a man. But seeing Song Que's extraordinary strength, his words are authority, and everyone can't help but doubt it.

You Chuhong was stunned and said, "There is indeed a strange fragrance in the air, which seems to have the effect of confusing the mind." Her sense of smell is amazing. She immediately woke up under the reminder of Song Que and shouted harshly, "Who are you? Where's Ling Fengren?"

"The Queen of Heaven is closed, and I don't have time to see you idle people. Today, I invite you to come here just to announce one thing: From now on, I, Tianmen, will fully support the world to compete for hegemony, and those who obey will prosper, and those who rebel will perish! Cui Judge, send the guest back to Yang!"

The man changed his soft and beautiful voice. The words were crisp and the voice was gentle, like a new warbler coming out of the valley, like a milk swallow returning to the nest, and at the same time with a trace of charm, making people's hearts soft!

Just listening to the voice made the man present can't help thinking of the fairy music when the woman called * bed moaning!

Cui Yu said respectfully, "I will follow Xue Shi's order!"

Yin Zuwen was shocked all over. Obviously, he heard who this person was! Who else is there besides Bai Qinger, whom he exchanged with the Yin Gui faction in those years?

Bai Qinger held Shan Meixian, who had no ability to resist, and was about to disappear from a secret road. Song Que's unparalleled knife had locked her tightly. Bai Qinger's delicate body couldn't help but stagnate. Song Que's murderousness was so powerful, which not only made her feel a huge and ruthless pressure, but also Forced, the powerful force of this battle also implies a suction power, which makes her unable to retreat. Her internal organs seem to burst, and her whole body is like acupuncture!

Song Que said in a low voice, "Where is the dog? I hope you can tell me!"

Bai Qinger smiled and said, "When you get to Naihe Bridge, your old lover will tell you!"

She smiled beautifully. Although she was still Ling Feng's face, everyone intuitively felt that her originally wrinkled eyebrows were unfolding, her little mouth rose slightly, and two faint dimples dotted on the moon, which was so charming!

Song Que took back his murderous intention, and Bai Qinger and Shan Meixian suddenly disappeared into the ground with the tables and chairs.

Everyone looked at each other in con'sant, and they didn't expect that today's event would be the end.

Is the so-called Tianmen Opening Ceremony a show of power? And it seems that this prestige hasn't been raised yet?

Take advantage of the fun and return.

In addition to Yu Wenzhi and begging to stay to participate in astronomy, the group followed Cui Yu out of the hall. Not long after walking along the mountain road, they saw three bridges. The most strange thing is that the bridge is not an arch bridge. Even the pier at the bottom of the ordinary bridge is missing. I don't know what materials are used to pave it with. The bridge is several miles long and only three feet wide. It is a hundred feet high, and there is no railing on it, which is as spectacular as the Tongtian Road.

As soon as I approached, I could see that one was the golden bridge, the other was the silver bridge, and the other was the Naihe Bridge. The second bridge of gold and silver does not mean that the texture is gold and silver, but the color of the bridge surface, and the shining light makes people unconsciously think of gold and silver, so it is named after it.

Cui Yu led everyone across the Golden Bridge and said to Song Que, "Please also cross the Nana River Bridge."

There is a bridge and its own river. I don't know whether the river under their feet attracts the water of the Yangtze River. It is vast and very dangerous. At the same time, there is yin qi that is cold and penetrating the bones, and the fishy wind hits the heart. What is more difficult to understand is that the water under the second gold and silver bridge is fierce and normal, and the huge waves under the Naihe Bridge in the distance are surging, and the blood and water are muddy, like the bleak scene of countless wronged souls buried at the bottom of the bridge and dying in vain.

Song Que stared at it. There was a man on the bridge. He sighed and walked to the Naihe Bridge.

When I got to the center of the bridge, I looked at the gentle and touching back of those years. The white clothes were better than snow, the gentle and elegant Luo skirt, the body-fitting, the beautiful and touching figure, which was fascinating, and the clothes were flying and fluttering like a fairy. Song Que had an indescribable feeling in his heart and shook his head and said, "Qinghui, you have changed!"

"Where have I changed?"

Fan Qinghui, the contemporary Zhai master of Cihang Jingzhai, did not turn her delicate body, but saw a golden hairpin across her cloud-shaped hair, exquisite face, picturesque eyebrows, crystal snow-white skin, exuding the charm of mature & women, elegant but with a little delicate movements, which made people even more intoxicated.

Song Que said lightly, "You have become more unscrupulous!"

Fan Qinghui didn't care about his sarcasm. He turned his eyes to the river under his feet and sighed, "Song Que, do you still remember the first time we met?"

Song Que smiled peacefully and said, "Of course I remember. It was a night when the moon was in the sky. At that time, I was still an unknown person. The power of Yueshan, the "domy knife" was at the top of the sky. It was known as the first knife in the world. The beautiful heart had not yet come out of the mountain, and the Chen Dynasty had not been eliminated by Yang Jian. You were not the lord of Jingzhai. You had just set foot on the earth to practice designated by the master, but you had a different view of me. Look, swim with me and talk about the current situation in the world and the rise and fall of the ancient and modern chaos.

He said with emotion: "People say that the Three Gorges Gorge is the same as the big river. There are not only the majestic and dangerous Qutang Gorge, the beautiful and deep Wu Gorge and the endless Xiling Gorge, which is the best of the Yangtze River. This is just an ignorant saying. The wonders around the river are in the front, and the Tiger Leaping Gorge in the Jinsha River, which is more than ten miles long, has fallen several steep ridges in a row. The snow waves are flying, the water fog is hazy, the snow on both sides is sealed for thousands of miles, the glaciers are hanging, the clouds are surrounded by fog, and the canyon is tens of feet deep. It is the most suspicious of the Yangtze River. My ship sank there. When I arrived in Bashu and transferred the passenger ship, I met you on the cabin board on that touching night.

A gentle smile escaped from the corners of his lips. "I have never tried to take the initiative to talk to any beautiful woman, but that night I couldn't help opening with a poem, which made me eternally have a beautiful sadness. When I thought I forgot it, it was a deeper memory than any time. . "

Fan Qinghui's eyes showed an intoxicating look and whispered, "There is a bright moon at the bottom of the water, and the bright moon floats on the water; if the water doesn't go, the moon will still flow. This poem is because of the scenery, because of the scenery, the scene is mixed, and behind it is the deep meaning of personnel changes. Because of it, I also understand Song lack your keen insight into the current situation. PS: This poem is "The Rhyme of Shuiyue Cave" written by Jibei Chushi at the end of the Song Dynasty, and Huang Da borrowed it to Song Que)

Song Que said: "At that time, Yang Jian was just given a concession and became the lord of the Northern Dynasty, far better than the faint king of Chen Shubao in the Southern Dynasty, both politically and militarily. You made the argument that the unification of the north and the south will be the inevitable direction of historical development. I think that who unites who will always be a matter of prosperity and fall. I, Song Kui, never admit that the development of history has its irreversible inevitability. Politics, martial arts and means are the direct factors that determine history. This north-south and ideological differences made you and me part ways. It was not until Bi Xiuxin was humiliated by the traitor of Shi Zhixuan that I and Xie Hui wanted to find his bad luck. When you went down the mountain again, we met again on the left of the road. It had been more than ten years in the middle.

Fan Qinghui said, "At this time, you are already the first knife in the world. You have ascended to the position of warlord, rectified Lingnan, rejected the Sui army in Cangwu, and forced Yang Jian to seek peace and make you the Duke of Gao. And I am the lord of Jingzhai, the ancient Buddha of the green lantern, and Shaohua is no longer there.

Song Que is silent. If the two can't get together, isn't it a regret in his life?

Fan Qinghui suddenly said, "You know who I am. Is that right?"

She was vague, but Song Que understood and said calmly, "I have no choice."

The two of them knew that, of course, they didn't just see each other!

In the tenth year of the reign of the emperor (AD 590), the second year after the Sui Dynasty destroyed Nanchen, Song arrived in Beijing with a single knife and had a brief and private meeting with Emperor Wen Yang Jian. In addition to Queen Dugu, there are also Fan Qinghui!

It was a complete surprise for Song Que to see Fan Qinghui. At first, what he saw was only a back, which made him think about it and turn. Then he decisively broke his promise to Yang Jian and did not immediately return to Lingnan, and followed her to the Princess Leping Palace.

The two talked through the curtain all night, without asking who the other party was, did not talk about the government, and only talked about the wind and snow moon like friends. The secrets in each other's hearts were analyzed to each other without exception. The next day, at dawn, they were the closest people in the world!

Song Que didn't leave a promise, because it was not necessary. He knew what she wanted. He was so happy that he felt that the world had never been so open. Even if his identity was exposed because of this, it attracted the serial pursuit of the top three killers of the northern underworld, the empty brother of the Zen master Yuan and the shadow eunuch of Sui Palace. Finally, when he fell into the arms of his brother "ground sword" Song Zhi on the bank of the Qinhuai River, he was still so full of **, and everything seemed to be so beautiful!

Fan Qinghui smiled and said, "What a last resort! Song Que! You are the most cruel person I have ever met! After Chen's death, you were crowned Duke. I brazenly begged my father to marry me, and failed to live up to the trust of my master and refused to take over the position of Zhai. You... Why did you resist the decree?!"

She was still smiling, but two lines of tears slipped down her cheeks, like bright mackerel beads.

Song Que sighed, "I already had a marriage contract at that time."

So many thrilling moments of life and death failed to stop his impulse, and the marriage contract made him helpless! He can ruthlessly refuse the Jiangnan lady who is also deeply in love with him, but how can he have the heart to let his father die! After he defeated Yue Shan, Song's father resolutely passed on the position of the lord of the valve to him and handed over all the power of the valve to him. He never made a request for his beloved son who grew up and made him proud, but the only one was his last words!

Song's father was also a national radical and had a serious prejudice against the northerners. Song Que was obviously deeply influenced by him, so he knelt on the head of his father's bed and personally tore up the imperial edict of Yang Jian's marriage!

Song's father died happily. Song Que, who had never shed tears since the moment of birth, cried bitterly and fainted. The outsider said that he was too sad and his filial piety was commendable. Who knows that his heart is dripping blood?

Since then, Song Que specializes in Dao Dao. The next year, his wife gave birth to an eldest daughter, named Song Yuhua. Because Fan Qinghui's original name was Yang Lihua! He can't forget his love after all!

So four years ago, he married her to Xie Wenlong, the son of his brother Xie Hui. Only by cutting off the heart demon can he truly reach the realm of "beyond the knife, there is nothing else"!

Fan Qinghui said gidly, "I know! Your marriage contract is crucial to the development of Song Valve in Lingnan. Your family has always been in the highest position. What you think about is your family, your Hantong, your knife, and I, for you, is just an irrelevant person!"

Song Que's eyes looked helpless after the injury and said softly, "It's been a long time. You didn't have so many complaints when we met last time.

Fan Qinghui smiled and said with tears, "Yes, let you watch the joke. Do you want to ask the whereabouts of the teacher? He is now in Luchuan.

Luchuan!

Song Quehu's eyes flashed, and his eyes were taken on the soft lines of Fan Qinghui Yurong's angular edges and said, "Awesome!"

Fan Qinghui looked at Song Que, who suddenly became sharp like a heavenly knife, and said indifferently, "I'm flattered!"

Song Que had a thousand questions to ask her, but to her stubborn eyes, just like the wisdom and persistence when it involved the ideological differences between the north and the south 35 years ago, he suddenly trembled and said a thousand words into one sentence: "Take care!"

Why did she want to separate Shi Zhixuan and Bi Xiuxin? What is her relationship with Tianmen? At her affectionate glance, everything became no longer important.

Passing by.

It disappeared at the end of the bridge.

Fan Qinghui's heart was hollowed out. She knew that the last ray of love between her and Song Que was also ruthlessly cut off!

Naihe Bridge.

The blood wave below is turbulent.

Fan Qinghui jumped!

Nai River.

What can I do?