Chapter 168 Puzzle (13)
"Do you like Jiangnan very much?" Jiang Wuya looked at Jiangnan sitting opposite and opened his mouth, not an inquiry but a conclusion.
Jiangnan smiled, but he sorted out his messy hair, picked up his chopsticks and gently knocked on the wine bowl...
"Good Jiangnan,
The scenery is old and old.
The red flowers win the fire at sunrise,
The river is as green as blue in spring.
Can you not remember Jiangnan?
Jiangnan Yi,
The most memorable is Hangzhou.
Looking for Guizi in the moon of the mountain temple,
Look at the tide on the county pavilion pillow.
When will you visit again?
Jiangnan Yi,
Secondly, remember Wu Gong.
Wu wine with a cup of spring bamboo leaves,
Wu Wa danced drunken hibiscus.
We will meet again sooner or later?"
Jiang Wuya applauded: "Okay, okay!"
Jiangnan didn't seem to hear it. The tune of the chopsticks was changed...
"In January in the south of the Yangtze River, the prosperity is gradually declining.
In February in the south of the Yangtze River, the clothes are clumsy and they dance lightly.
In March in the south of the Yangtze River, the spring breeze rises again, the flowers bloom in two colors, and single tears fall.
In April in the south of the Yangtze River, the painting is like the world, full of passers-by, no returnees, gently holding the window.
The diamond flowers bloom in May in the south of the Yangtze River, and forget to return when the diamond flowers are broken.
Jiangnan's June clothes are getting thinner, and the light yarn is as thin as the king.
I will wait for you in July in the south of the Yangtze River, and I will not change my eyebrows all day long.
I forgot everything in August in the south of the Yangtze River, and the moon gradually became sad and unhappy.
Jiangnan feels cold in September, smiles at the mirror, and is shallow in the mirror.
Jiangnan's clothes are wide in October, but they think about themselves, but when they hear the sound of the road, they are passers-by.
In November in the south of the Yangtze River, my heart is sad, and the sky is also sad. Xu Baixue, the road is difficult, and the love is unforgettable.
Jiangnan rises in December, thrushes and pulls hair. Dressing, dancing lightly, you have a heart, you can see it in your dream.
Jiang Wuya feels that he is going to be drunk. How can he not be drunk in the south of the Yangtze River?
He already wanted to drink with Jiangnan, but Jiangnan ignored him.
Jiangnan poured wine by himself, drank a cup, and drank another cup.
At this time, even Jiang Wuya admits that the south of the Yangtze River does have some Jiangnan customs.
The two sat at a wine table, as if they were a pair of brothers, and the demeanor of the two men was more than any woman.
One person is drunk and one person wakes up.
One person laughs and one person drinks.
The smile on Jiang Wuya's face was still there, but the expression in his eyes began to slowly get cold. He had seen Bai Choufei outside the restaurant.
Since Bai Choufei has come, the thunder tiger has already left.
Jiang Wuya got up with a smile, but when he got up, he heard Jiangnan singing again, "The horn is empty, and the fly head is slightly profitable. He is very busy. Everything is determined, who is weak and who is strong. And while I'm not old, you have to let me go crazy. In a hundred years, Hunjiao has been drunk, 36,000 times...
Think about it, how much can it be? I'm worried about the wind and rain, and half of it doesn't matter. There is no need to die, to put it short and long. Fortunately, the breeze is bright and the moon is bright, the moss exhibition and the cloud curtain are high. Jiangnan is good, a thousand bells of wine, a song full of fragrance.
This is a good word, but it is not a good word when killing!
There are many beautiful people who can use the martial arts of killing, and there are also many beautiful people who can learn, but it is rare for people who need to be matched with artistic conception when killing.
Bai Choufei walked into the restaurant without saying anything.
Jiang Wuya got up and left the wine table.
The restaurant is empty except for Jiangnan, which is drunk on the wine table.
Bai Choufei didn't say anything.
Jiang Wuya has nothing to say.
At this point, they have nothing to explain or say. Whoever kills anyone is a matter of course.
Naturally, they have nothing to say.
Jiang Wuya has drawn his sword, and Bai Choufei has also raised his sword.
Bai Choufei stood still because he moved too slowly. Jiang Wuya rushed up, like a swift flying in the air.
He obviously overestimated himself. His ability to seize opportunities is indeed very strong, so the last time he killed Bai Choufei, he was almost not difficult. He said that he underestimated that Bai Choufei would not be too high, but he would never estimate too high!
What's more, there is a Jiangnan next to it.
The martial arts chosen by Jiang Wuya will naturally be more beautiful.
If there are more beautiful places in a kind of martial arts, there will naturally be fewer practical places.
Bai Choufei is definitely not a person who enjoys beauty.
So Jiang Wuya's body is not as he thinks, and it is even more unlikely that a person will cooperate with him to perform martial arts like a dance.
As soon as his body unfolded, he was cut on his sword by Bai Choufei.
Then the sword folds and people fly.
This is life and death. Between life and death, how can we pursue beauty?
Life is the most beautiful thing, and surviving is the most beautiful thing!
Jiang Wuya's heart has been sinking.
He knew that Bai Choufei was definitely not a merciful person. Even if he was himself, he would never show mercy to a person who killed him!
Even if his martial arts skills are not as good as Bai Choufei, he will never be defeated like this. More of the reasons for his defeat are in the south of the Yangtze River on one side.
When Jiangnan is there, he unconsciously wants to show the elegant demeanor of the fourth son of Jiangnan. Unfortunately, this is really not a good opportunity to show your style!
Bai Chou flew away quickly, so Jiang Wuya still had time to think, and his eyes had moved to Jiangnan.
He does not resent Jiangnan. Even if he has figured it out, Jiangnan is the most important person in this game. Whoever wants to fight with him can't help showing his ability. But if he shows it, he will die. Bai Choufei will never miss a chance!
So he was defeated, so he was going to die.
This is a sad thing.
There was also sadness in Jiangnan's heart, so he didn't look at Bai Choufei coming, but at Jiangnan who was still at the wine table...
"How about singing another song?"
Jiangnan's eyes were no longer hazy. He stood up quietly and looked at Jiang Wuya lying on the ground.
Bai Choufei has come to Jiang Wuya's side and raised his knife indifferently.
But I didn't wave the knife!
Because at this time, Jiang Nan picked up the sword on the table and stabbed Bai Choufei's back straight.
Bai Choufei turned around, blocked the sword, and looked at the south of the Yangtze River standing in front of Jiang Wuya. He didn't say anything, but just raised his knife again!
Jiangnan didn't say anything to him, but suddenly began to sing a desolate ballad...
A month in the border city, when I first arrived, I solved the sword, wore a knife, iron armor cold, not a prince, a small soldier defending the city
In February in the border city, the snow falls, the horses are hissing constantly, looking at the sky, the stars are hidden
In March, a hundred and twenty people gathered in the border city, got on the horse, carried a knife, got out of the customs, and did not look back
In April in the border city, forty-seven people, killed horses, injured 15 places, no returnees
In May, there were 27 people in the border city, no one abandoned, and no one rebelled
Border city in June, fifteen people, no grave, silent count, turn around
In July in the border city, three people have never seen a guest, the knife has been broken, and the vast yellow sand
In August, in the border city, one person, no one, no road, no stars, undressing, holding a knife, gritting teeth. Since then, the Tang Dynasty is in my heart and in my body
In September, the wounds of the legs in the border city are unresolved, waving a knife, broken legs, no horse, the knife in the mouth, looking at the Tang Dynasty, crawling!
In the border city in October, kill people, never die, want to kill the enemy
In November, the border city, return to the camp, see the general: one hundred and twenty people, beheaded 269, no one abandoned, no one rebelled, the only one returned
In December in the border city, the left hand was incurable and broken. Since then, the only right hand has been to untie the iron armor, change the long shirt, untie the long knife, wear a long sword, and still a good boy, return to the south of the Yangtze River.
This is not a beautiful ballad, but a real story.
Jiang Wuya, who fell to the ground, already had a smile at the corners of his mouth. He thought it was worth it to let such a ballad accompany him to die.
He never thought of the name of the four princes in the south of the Yangtze River, but he can't deny that he has the amorous feelings of the south of the Yangtze River.
Life is like the south of the Yangtze River, and death is like the south of the Yangtze River!
He will sigh, but Bai Choufei can't. He doesn't like such a ballad. Even if he likes it, he won't stop at this time!
He doesn't speak, he doesn't express his opinion, he just waved his knife.
Jiangnan didn't give up, so he had to block the knife. Someone can stop Bai Choufei's knife, but that person is obviously not him!
He only stopped Bai Choufei's three knives and was cut to the ground by Bai Choufei. Bai Choufei did not kill him, but cut off one of his hands and one leg.
When Bai Choufei walked to Jiang Wuya again, no one stopped him anymore.
Bai Choufei waved a knife.
The place he wants to cut is Jiang Wuya's head, but the place he can cut is Jiang Wuya's left hand. This knife fell, and Jiang Wuya's left arm has left his body.
Jiang Wuya frowned. He knew that some people would torture people when they killed people, but he had decided that even if Bai Choufei tortured him again, he would not beg for mercy!
What he didn't know was that Bai Choufei was absolutely not in the mood to torture him. If he could cut off his head with a knife, Bai Choufei would never cut the second knife!
He didn't cut off Jiang Wuya's head, but because when he waved his knife, someone hit his knife with some kind of hidden weapon, making his blade a little different.
He didn't see anyone or the hidden weapon.
He can only raise his knife. He doesn't know who is hiding in the dark. But no matter who is, they can't stop Bai Choufei from killing people!
Bai Choufei's second knife has been waved, and he still cut off Jiang Wuya's head!
But what he cut off was not Jiang Wuya's head, but Jiang Wuya's legs!
This time, even Jiang Wuya could see that someone was secretly preventing Bai Choufei from killing him, but he didn't understand. Why did this person only stop Bai Choufei from killing him, but not stopping Bai Choufei from cutting off his legs and hands?
There is already anger on Bai Choufei's face!
Because at the moment he waved the knife, he was hit by a acupuncture point on his body, making his body rotate in one place. The result was a knife that cut off Jiang Wuya's head and cut off his legs!
I have seen this kind of martial arts once, and it is the Dragon King on the Land!
It's just that he doesn't know that if the person in the dark is at the same level as the martial arts of the Land Dragon King, why should he do this?
Bai Choufei didn't understand, but even if he didn't understand, he had to put away the knife.
Jiang Wuya smiled. He tried his best to laugh not so ugly, but it was not much better than crying.
Bai Chou looked at him quietly and didn't say anything.
"Don't you want to kill me?" Jiang Wuya's speech is that he is the one who stands, full of pity.
Bai Choufei nodded.
"Don't you think it's more cruel than killing me like this to me now?" Jiang Wuya tried his best to smile and looked at Bai Choufei.
"Someone won't let me kill you." Bai Choufei's answer is very unpleasant!
"Then you go, hurry up." Jiang Wuya was still smiling, but he knew that he would not laugh for long. He looked at Bai Choufei who had bitten his lips: "I don't want people to see me breaking my legs and losing an arm at all."
He wants Bai Chou to fly away, and Bai Chou flies away.
Just when he walked to the door of the restaurant, Bai Choufei stopped and suddenly said, "Actually, there is a saying that I said to your body after your death."
"What are you talking about?"
"I actually like the ballad just now."
"Which sentence do you like best?"
"Since then, the only right hand, untie the iron armor, change the long shirt, untie the long knife, wear a long sword, still a prince, go back to the south of the Yangtze River"