who and the rivers and lakes

Outside Qiongta Town, the sun is shining brightly, the sky is clear blue, and the yellow sand is like gold.As the wind blows, the endless desert moves slowly like a wave.The scenery of the desert is so peaceful and beautiful, it is hard to believe, but a few days ago, there was a violent sandstorm here.

Wu San put his hands behind his back, looked up at the distant sky, and said to himself: "The sun is dizzy like thick blood, and the bigger sandstorm will come soon. At that time, maybe all the efforts and struggles will be in vain. We can only bury them all under this desert." He seemed to have a lot of unfulfilled ambitions in his heart, but also seemed to be full of pessimism and despair.

Ah Yue stood a few steps away from him, but turned half sideways, looking at the other side, waiting for another person to appear.

She said softly: "Many people spend their whole lives obsessed with something, and they work hard and think hard about it, but in the end they may not be able to get what they want. Is all this effort worth it or not?"

"It depends on whether the person who does it thinks it's worth it. As long as he thinks it's worth it, he won't regret it even if his body is smashed to pieces." Wu San said slowly without looking back.

Ah Yue sighed softly, looked at Wu San, and then at the dark night standing further away, suddenly feeling very confused.

The Moonlight Clan wanders in the desert like rootless weeds, like dust blown by the wind, with nowhere to settle, no past and no future.

Is she willing to spend her life like this?In this barren desert?There is no one who is close to him, so he can only face Qingyue alone every night, lonely?

A pair of townspeople passing by saw Ah Yue and bowed to salute from a distance, with earnest piety on their faces and tears of gratitude in their eyes.

Ah Yue nodded as a salute, and thought: "This is the value and significance of the existence of our Moonlight Clan. Although they are also insignificant people, after all, we have done something for the local people to help them survive. And these people It is the reason and cornerstone of our existence."

Ouyang Chun had already arrived outside the town. Although he was dressed in rough and plain clothes, his body reflected the brilliance of the rising sun. His tall and burly figure, as well as his unrivaled aura, seemed like a god descending from the sky.On this fresh and vibrant morning, he was also thinking, what is the purpose of all this?What is the purpose of this contest?

Behind him stood Gong Qianshan and Li Xiaoli.

Gong Qianshan's face was gloomy, his eyes were uncertain, he didn't know what he was thinking, he looked at the way from the town for a while, and then at Ouyang Chun for a while.Most of the time, he was looking at Wu San, as if he was more interested in Wu San than all other people.When no one noticed him, there was no such exaggerated hatred in his eyes, but instead it was replaced by a kind of fanaticism and fierceness when a wild beast was about to pounce on its prey.

Li Xiaoli was still a child, so he didn't have so many calculations and worries.His emotion was very direct, he stared fiercely at Wu San, then turned his head and continued to focus on Ouyang Chun.As soon as he saw Ouyang Chun, he was full of admiration, and thought: "When I grow up, I must be like Uncle Ouyang, a man who stands up to the sky, a hero... I can't be like that Nanxia, He looks very proud, but in fact he not only defends the bad guys blindly, but also fights with Uncle Ouyang."

He was looking forward to this competition and hoped that Ouyang Chun would win.If Ouyang Chun wins, he will be able to avenge his father.Although he is still young, he has already begun to understand the stakes of things.

He thought of Nan Xia in his heart, and saw Zhan Zhao walking from a distance from the town, covered in golden sunlight, with a calm face and steady steps.

Li Xiaoli's little heart suddenly became confused.This Nan Xia is also like Uncle Ouyang, he looks righteous and majestic, but why did they become rivals?Why do they have to face each other with swords when they are all for the sake of justice?Is this so-called chivalry not as simple as people often say?He thought of his dead father, who was also someone he admired since he was a child. His father devoted his life to defending the frontier, and finally died for a list that was related to the safety of the country.Daddy died for the country is a great hero.Uncle Ouyang traveled thousands of miles to avenge himself just for a word of righteousness, of course he is also a great hero.But the legendary Nan Xia, for the fairness of the people, punished rape and evil together with Mr. Bao, and upheld justice, isn't he also a great hero?

He looked at Ouyang Chun, and then at Zhan Zhao who came forward. If it wasn't for his father's revenge, he was not so sure which side he should support.

Zhan Zhao stepped forward step by step, walked to the opposite of Ouyang Chun, stopped, clasped his hands together, and said, "Brother Ouyang, Zhan is here."

Ouyang Chun withdrew his gaze from a distance and looked at Zhan Zhao. There was no hatred or excitement on his face when facing a strong enemy, but a touch of sadness.He looked at Zhan Zhao up and down, clasped his fists together as a salute, and said, "Master Zhan, you're here."

Bai Yutang and Ding Yuehua, who were following Zhan Zhao, also stepped forward together.

Bai Yutang stretched his back to the sky, and said, "It's such a sunny day, do you really want to fight?"

Zhan Zhao didn't speak, but looked at Ouyang Chun.

Ouyang Chun said in a deep voice, "Wu San is definitely for me."

Zhan Zhao smiled helplessly, and said, "No matter what, Zhan can't hand over Wu San."

Ouyang Chun glanced at Zhan Zhao, turned his head and walked forward.

Zhan Zhao followed slowly.

Bai Yutang and Ding Yuehua watched the two walk away, but there was nothing they could do, they could only watch helplessly.

Li Xiaoli took Gong Qianshan's hand and said, "Uncle Qianshan, can't they compete? I don't want any of them to fail."

Gong Qianshan held Li Xiaoli's little hand tightly, and said with a smile: "If they don't decide the winner, they won't be able to catch Wu San. If they can't catch Wu San, how can they avenge your father? Didn't your father die in vain, and I Isn't this too busy for nothing?"

Zhan Zhao and Ouyang Chun stood facing each other, but their swords were out of their sheaths, and neither of them wanted to make the first move.

After a long time, Zhan Zhao said, "Brother Ouyang, please."

Ouyang Chun pondered for a while, and said slowly: "You and I are called the Heroes of the North and the South, and we are originally chivalrous men. Do we have to rely on force to decide who is superior?"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he was also taken aback. He didn't expect that for the first time in his life, he had the idea of ​​retreating before the confrontation with the enemy.Unknowingly, he has developed a deep respect for Zhan Zhao, and his will to fight is no longer as strong as before, but the responsibility of avenging Li Xiaoli's father is still great on his shoulders, without any weight loss.

He is the same person as Zhan Zhao, no matter what, he will not shy away from being chivalrous, but...

He very much hoped that Zhan Zhao would withdraw his insistence, so as to avoid a confrontation between the two.Although he has this hope in his heart, he also knows that the possibility of this hope being realized is very small.If Zhan Zhao could easily turn around and change his will, would he still be Zhan Zhao?It will not make him feel respected.

The helplessness and pain on Zhan Zhao's face grew stronger, and he said, "I never wanted to be an enemy of Brother Ouyang, but... just like Brother Ouyang, I also have things I have to do."

Ouyang Chun's eyes were bright, he looked at Zhan Zhao without blinking, and said, "That's right, this matter is indeed something that cannot be done, but it has to be done." He reached out with his right hand, and with a clang, the Seven Treasure Saber was out of its sheath, He smiled proudly and said, "It's really a great blessing in life to be able to fight against Nan Xia."

Zhan Zhao smiled proudly, and said, "Please." He clenched his right hand on the hilt, and slowly drew out the long sword.

Ju Que was impatient, and the sound of the sword sounded like a dragon's chant, spreading far and wide in the desert, and it took a long time to dissipate.

Ouyang Chun praised: "Good sword."

He flipped the wrist holding the saber, and the treasured saber was already lying across his chest. He flicked his wrist again, and the blade of the saber vibrated, and with a roar of a tiger, it shot straight into the sky.

Zhan Zhao said, "Good knife."

Ouyang Chun said, "Please."

All the onlookers felt that being able to witness the duel between the Northern and Southern Heroes was the luckiest thing in life, especially for a martial arts practitioner, it was also the most wonderful thing.Even so, everyone was appreciating this contest, but they also held different scheming purposes, thinking more about whether the side they supported could win, and thus how much benefit they could get from it.

Once Zhan Zhao and Ouyang Chun made a move, everyone's eyes widened. Unknowingly, they had forgotten about trivial matters, and only felt that the swords, lights and swords in front of them were colorful and changing.

Zhan Zhao's sword is delicate, like drizzle, modest and gentle, seemingly plain, but in fact it has a hidden edge.And Ouyang Chun's Qibao sword technique is just like his own, solid and stable, without a trace of fancy, seems simple, but clever and ingenious everywhere.

Although the weapons they use are different, the two of them have truly mastered the martial arts together, and all the changes are ingenious. They have long been no longer limited to the superficial deadly moves, but adapt to the situation, and they can attack and defend freely.Qibao Dao's slanted move is obviously a sword technique, but it also has sword intent, which is light and clever.And the Juque in Zhan Zhao's hands is not limited to sword moves, the sword moves with the heart, and it can be used at will...

Zhan Zhao and Ouyang Chun have different weapons, different martial arts routines, and different temperaments, but when martial arts come into play, there are similarities and correspondences in their temperaments, their moves are the same broad and profound, and their gestures are equally righteous.

Only a martial artist with extraordinary talent and unique intentions can practice martial arts to such a transcendent state.At the same time, warriors need to have a pure heart to reach such a state.

The onlookers were already convinced, and felt that the reputation of these two people in Jianghu was so prominent, and it really deserved their reputation.

In the blink of an eye, the two had already fought a hundred moves, they were equal, the more they fought, the more they cherished each other, they were merciful wherever the sword passed, and they were merciful wherever they went.

Bai Yutang was delighted to see this, clapped his hands and shouted: "Very good, very good, you guys just keep on competing like this, Fifth Master is willing to accompany you for seven days and seven nights, and you won't get tired of it."

Ding Yuehua also saw that Zhan Zhao and Ouyang Chun had no intention of hurting each other, and felt very relieved, and his mood became lighter. Hearing Bai Yutang's applause, he turned his face and gave him a white look, and said, "Seven days and seven nights! It's not you who did it! , you're just watching the excitement, but it's easy to say."

"What's the matter, one of them is tired from the fight, and I'm happy to replace Fifth Master to continue the fight." Bai Yutang said with a smile: "It's a pity that I don't have good wine at hand, so this unparalleled martial arts competition was wasted."

Seeing that this duel, which was supposed to be a showdown, gradually turned into a martial arts competition between friends, among the people present, some were happy and some were angry, but they all thought, if there is no winner in this martial arts competition, then Wu San will go or stay. How to decide?

Even the two people who are fighting are getting more and more embarrassed. Although they are both fascinated by each other's martial arts, they have deviated from the original intention of the competition after all. Should they continue to fight?Or stop?If there is no result in the fight, then Wu San's matter is still a big problem in the hearts of the two of them, but if the fight continues, such a comparison, with equal skill, and no hatred in the heart, I'm afraid it will really be like Bai Yutang. If you want to fight him for seven days and seven nights, you will never win or lose.

Zhan Zhao and Ouyang Chun were hesitant to make a decision, but their moves were not messy at all, and they had already passed all moves, so they couldn't move for a while.

Gong Qianshan's eyes rolled wildly, looking at the two people in the competition, then at the few people who were watching the battle wholeheartedly, and then carefully took a look at Wu San, and made an emergency calculation in his heart, his eyes shone brightly, and his mind was determined.With a ferocious smile, he suddenly pulled Li Xiaoli back a few steps, turned his wrist, and held a sharp dagger across Li Xiaoli's throat, shouting loudly: "Zhan Zhao, hand over the list, Otherwise I'll kill the kid."

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