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"Hey, someone really climbed up?" A male voice floated from the side of the list of knights, "This trip is not in vain."

This voice is extremely slow and deep, like the old accents on the stage that are slowly playing according to the script, as if there is nothing in the world that can make him anxious. It's the same.

But his tone is so full of curiosity, just like every innocent child's surprise when he encounters something new.

Xue Zangxue took a step forward, and was about to fall, the people below even covered their eyes.

It was very quiet at that moment, and there was no sound of physical collision and fragmentation on the ground.

The person below took away the fat fingers covering his eyes. In fact, it didn't make much difference whether he covered his eyes or not. His eyes were always open looking at Xue Zangxue.

There is no sound when a feather falls to the ground. Xue Zangxue is just a feather, but it is not, because he is much faster than the feather falling to the ground, and he stood in front of that person in the blink of an eye.

The two stood still, looking at each other.

This is a fat man, very fat, almost the same width horizontally and vertically, Xue Zangxue even feels that the two of them together can be compared with this person.

The fat man's hands are plump, comparable to the cleanest pig's trotters in the market, but also very white and delicate, more like suet jade than the hands of any beauties in the flower well.

After he took his hands away from his face, he revealed an equally fat face, with straight and delicate long eyebrows, and big, round bright eyes. To say that he has clear eyebrows, red lips, red teeth and white teeth would be demeaning him. If he is not a big fat man, he must be You can leave your name on the Caiwei Pavilion beauty list.

Xue Zangxue met his eyes, which were so pure, as if they had never been stained with dust, reminiscent of children's innocence, once you see these eyes, you will never forget them.

He had known a fat man with such innocent eyes before.

Wei Xiaohong.

People in the rivers and lakes say, Yin kills the emperor, Wei Xiaohong.

The martial art of Yinsha is actually very simple to say the beginning, as long as you have enough internal strength, know musical instruments, and get some tips from others, you can basically say that you can master Yinsha.Moreover, sound killing is safer than other killing methods. People with a little bit of skill can take the head of a person from a distance of thirty feet away, and there is no need to fight in close quarters.So these days, fewer and fewer killers and assassins in the world are using swords, but more and more are using sound attacks.

There are pros and cons to everything. Most of the sound attackers are not very physically active. After all, the only physical work in daily life is probably to go out with their own weapons.

For example, the one in front of him is the ultimate, he doesn't go out if he can't go out, but he must take a carriage when he goes out, even if the distance is less than half a mile, he must ask several people to carry him.

Someone once asked him, with your physical strength, how can you catch up with someone who is good at lightness kung fu and escapes your attack range.

He replied that within the range of my sound attack, no one had escaped yet.

So some instigators urged him to compete with Ning Shanghua, the Zidian civet, but he said that he was very gentle with women and would not do such things. Stupid, why should offend.

The instigator would not let go of this kind of fun, and said that there was a newcomer recently, with extraordinary lightness kung fu, and he had walked several times under Mrs. Chang Hua's hands, you can try it, and even Hua Lingyu's strings were broken by him took one.

Wei Xiaohong was about the same age as Xue Zang Xuehua Lingyu back then, although she looked old and melancholy, she was actually very lively inside.He and Hua Lingyu had differences in music theory, and they didn't like each other. As soon as he heard that Hua Lingyu, who was at odds with him, had lost, his eyes lit up and he searched for Xue Zangxue everywhere.

It's a pity that in those few years Xue Zangxue was hiding from vendettas almost all over the mainland, and the worn-out shoes could be piled up into hills. How could someone like Wei Xiaohong who didn't go out all day and felt like he was out of breath after going out for a long time could find them.

However, it is said that he later found Xue Zangxue, who was no longer as young as before at the Wulin Demon Slaying Conference.

Xue Zangxue was also deeply surprised to see this fat man in the distant West Sea again, who was still a few rounds fatter than before.

The fat man was sitting on a big rock in Caiwei Market, with a rather crude ukulele beside him.

"Huh? Lightness kung fu is not bad." Wei Xiaohong said, "It's very similar to a person I once knew."

As soon as he spoke, he had the most native accent of the Central Plains, and his voice still vaguely resembled that of his youth, deep and hoarse, but it was much thicker.

Xue Zangxue raised his eyebrows: "You put the letter?"

Wei Xiaohong rolled her eyes and said, "How is it possible, do you think I can climb this pole?"

"So you still have accomplices? Why don't you call them out?"

Wei Xiaohong didn't answer this question, instead she looked at Xue Zangxue with gossip: "I said, you broke the sound attack of those two bugs?"

"it's me."

"I heard that someone in the city also cut off that idiot Hua Lingyu's piano? It's you too?"

Xue Zangxue suddenly remembered the many entanglements between this person and Hua Lingyu back then, and it was unexpected that after so many years, it was still not right.

"also me."

"Haha, that brat Hua Lingyu should have been punished a long time ago. Back then, Wuyan was a little soft-handed and only broke one string, so he had to cut the piano like you. You cut it very badly." Good! Very good! Haha." Wei Xiaohong patted her thigh and laughed wildly.

Xue Zangxue looked at him and smiled, and laughed unconsciously.

"Where's your accomplice?" Xue Zangxue asked again.

"Run."

"Why don't you run?"

"Why are you running? First, I can't run, and second, I want to stay and watch the fun." Wei Xiaohong tried to move one foot to make herself sit more comfortably, "No, you're here .”

"Then do you want to watch me deliver this letter to Fu Xiao, or stop me here?" Xue Zangxue waved the letter in his hand.

"I'm not interested in what I believe, but I am more interested in you."

When a man says he is interested in another man, it is actually a bit provocative and even unbearable.However, Xue Zangxue knew that Wei Xiaohong didn't have such thoughts, he said he was interested, he must be interested in this person's martial arts.

"I'm just a doctor. I just happened to have practiced a few young kung fu, so I'm not worthy of the Emperor Yin Gong's interest."

Xue Zangxue didn't want to get into this big trouble. After all, he was harassed by this person's subordinates for many years, and it was too much trouble.Although this person is a breakthrough now, Hua Lingyu is already troublesome enough as a luthier. It is better not to provoke this person, and to find an opportunity in the future. It is the best policy to slip away now.

It's a pity that God doesn't want to give Xue Zangxue this chance.

"Do you know me? In the Central Plains, there are very few people who can recognize who I am just by meeting, but this is Xihai, you have exposed yourself." Wei Xiaohong dragged out her voice, "Come on, let me try you. "

After so many years, this kind of magical voice appeared again, Xue Zangxue felt a headache, he wanted to run away quickly and get rid of this fat man.As soon as he took the first step, he realized that as long as his lightness kung fu was revealed in front of Wei Xiaohong, his identity would be exposed.

During this thought, Wei Xiaohong had already taken the ukulele beside her.

If Xue Zangxue is in the mood to look at it, he will find that it is a homemade, all-iron piano, a fake piano that is impossible to play in front of anyone.

Xue Zangxue is not in the mood and has no time.

The battle of masters is usually just a matter of breath, and a late move is likely to be a crushing defeat.

It wasn't that he didn't dare to face Wei Xiaohong head-on, but that things like Yin Gong were too exhausting, and it was a fatal blow to someone like him with an incomplete memory.

Xue Zangxue didn't care about revealing his identity, so he ran out of Wei Xiaohong's sound attack range as quickly as possible.

Back then, Wei Xiaohong had confidently said that as long as he was within the range of his piano sound, no one could escape, but Xue Zangxue had to maintain his peak state when he was as young as Zidian civet in order to match Wei Xiaohong.

After so many years, Xue Zangxue is convinced that according to Wei Xiaohong's obsession and talent for sound attack, it is definitely far beyond that.On the other hand, I really don't have time to practice. Not only is my progress slow, but my body has been damaged many times recently.

It's not worth the loss if you get caught.

Xue Zangxue silently counted three times in his heart, and the person was already twenty feet away from Wei Xiaohong.

This can immediately leave the scope of normal sound attack, Wei Xiaohong's scope is of course not limited to this.

But these three strokes were enough for Wei Xiaohong's fat hand to rest on the string that couldn't ring.

"Good run! But," Wei Xiaohong plucked the strings, "you are slow."

The scenery within thirty feet suddenly froze, and the iron string made a sound.

The first sound is like a mayfly touching green water, the second sound is like rapid rain falling into a long river, the third sound is like raging waves turning white waves, the sound is like the essence cutting through the long night and chasing Xue Zangxue.

At this time Xue Zangxue was already forty feet away, he left the square, like a swimming fish half hidden in the scattered buildings in the flower well, from Wei Xiaohong's perspective he was no longer visible.

If Wei Xiaohong's piano sound was only this low, then he wouldn't be called the king of music killing.

He is still playing very seriously, and a certain rhythm can be vaguely discerned from the ridiculous metal collision sound. He is really playing a piece of music, but ordinary people cannot hear it.

Xue Zangxue could hear it.

Even though he was far away from Wei Xiaohong, the music was still in his ears and rippling in his mind.

why?

He stopped suddenly and looked around.

This is still a flower well, but it is not a flower well.

The whole town is asleep.

The fluffy moon rises in the east and sets in the west.

The sky fell into pure black at first, and soon a clear and gradual blue appeared from the bottom.The temperature belonging to the morning sun pierced the darkness, turning the place where the blue and white and the black screen meet into orange red.

The first thing to appear in the flower well is not the human voice, but the smell.The gentle aroma of food came from the small shop, lingering in people's noses, more attractive than the girls in the flower well.

The sound of footsteps and small conversations also began to emerge.

Someone from behind suddenly patted Xue Zangxue on the shoulder.

A strange thought flashed through Xue Zangxue's mind, why was there someone standing behind me but I couldn't stop thinking about it?

He turned back.

All the scenes are changing rapidly, and he has no time to take care of it, because the world is so big, only the person in front of him is watching him.

Wheat-colored skin, slanting thick eyebrows, straight nose bridge, light-colored soft lips, white and neat teeth, and slightly sweet pastry-like smell remain the same.

He is smiling, his eyes are curved, doting, lingering, revealing a tenderness that can melt people's hearts.

If there is an acquaintance standing with Xue Zangxue, you will definitely find that this person's smile is almost the same as Xue's smile.

The same tenderness, the same sincerity.

If one had to find the difference, it would be that this person's eyes were filled with heart-warming emotions, while Dr. Xue's eyes were empty.

Xue Zangxue's smile is clearly an immaculate replica of this person.

"Did you wait a long time?"

His voice is clear and sincere, exuberant like the sun and youth.

Xue Zangxue closed his eyes and parted his lips slightly.

I finally remembered your name.

The same name as the wind.

"Flying sickle."