Song of Adolescence

It was dusk, and the setting sun went west. On the official road, two horses were walking listlessly. In fact, both of them were good horses, but they were exhausted even when they went for thousands of miles. The one sitting on the horse was wearing a blue gown and yawning lazily. The other was dressed in red, pointed at a city in the distance, and said loudly: "Here!"

The other person didn't care, but responded indifferently: "Oh."

"That's Xueyue City! Are you not excited?" The man in red said dissatisfiedly.

The man in Qingshan frowned and looked impatient. Seeing the man in red said excitedly, he raised his foot and kicked him off his horse: "Get out!"

The two of them were naturally Lei Wujie and Xiao Se. Since Yutian sent away the Wuxin monk, the two have once again set foot on the road to Xueyue City. It’s just that I originally thought that I was walking along the road with the three city masters and the chief disciple of Xueyue City. This section must have been easy, but the Wuxin monk had just left, and the gun fairy who turned to the west also shot west, Lei Wu Jie didn't even have time to say hello, but the big brother Tang Lian was very affectionate and righteous. He just gave a map and said that he had to go back to Tang Sect and patted his **** and left. Monk Wuchan didn't say to go, but Hanshan Temple and Xueyue City were completely two directions, so this journey became Lei Wujie and Xiao Se again.

Two road idiots.

The two of them took a map that was indistinguishable from the heavenly book, and went around for another three months, until Xiao Se was finally too hot to stand, and they both took off the fox fur and changed into a blue shirt. But it must be Tang Lian who is more depressed than them. It has been a month since Tang Lian returned to Xueyue City, but she asked the same door, but she said that no such two people had been here. She was worried about whether there was an accident on the road, but again. I asked the disciples who had just returned to the city from outside. They all said that the rivers and lakes have been calm recently. I haven't heard of where a disciple of Leimen in red was killed. After thinking about it for a long time, I guessed that there were probably two young people, maybe where they were playing.

However, despite the difficult journey, they finally arrived in this city.

Four cities in the world, Bei Tianqi, Nan Xueyue, Xi Muliang, Dong Wushuang. Among them, Apocalypse is the imperial city, gathering all the luck of the world. Muliang is an isolated city, only the sword fairy Luo Qingyang lives alone. Wushuang City is a city of martial arts, and everyone in the city is capable of martial arts, and no outsiders are allowed to enter. These three cities all have an indescribable sense of distance from ordinary people. Only Xueyue City is different, it claims to be a Fan City.

The city was called "Da Changhe" at the time. Later, a few peerless people came here. They were nostalgic for the beautiful scenery here, but stayed. These few martial arts are the best in the world, and more and more people come here. , Here has become their city. They changed its name-Xueyue.

However, when Lei Wujie and Xiao Se rode their horses to the bottom of the city, they found that the two words clearly written on the city gate were not Xueyue, but-Xiaguan.

"Wrong?" Lei Wujie was taken aback.

Xiao Se stretched out his hand, feeling the oncoming spring breeze, and muttered: "Xiaguan wind, Shangguan flowers, Cangshan snow, Erhai moon."

"What are you talking about?" Lei Wujie was puzzled.

"Shut up!" Xiao Se gave another kick.

The two got off their horses and led the horses into the city, only to find that the city was no different from an ordinary city. There are hawkers on the street. There are large and small wine shops on the side of the road. A girl holding a camellia ran past them at a light pace, and a little Er with a white towel came over to say hello: "Two A guest officer, but new to the city? Why not come to the shop for a cup of tea and rest."

"We really didn't go to the wrong place?" Lei Wujie was still puzzled.

Xiao Se gave him a blank look and ignored him, but followed Xiao Er into the tea shop. Lei Wujie had no choice but to follow. The two asked for a pot of tea and some refreshments, and they ate slowly and slowly. Lei Wujie was not in the mood to eat. He looked around, wondering if these little sophomores and tea guests are hidden masters? I thought that Xueyue City was too unpredictable.

That Xiaoer seemed to see Lei Wujie’s doubts, and was already commonplace, and said with a smile: "Is the guest officer thinking in his heart, why is Xueyue City such an ordinary scene? Could it be that he went to the wrong place?"

"Exactly!" Lei Wujie nodded.

"Guest officer, please look." Xiao Er pointed to a tall attic in the distance and said, "Can you see that Dengtian Pavilion?"

"I'm not blind, I saw it naturally." Lei Wujie was puzzled.

"After that Dengtian Pavilion, it is closed, and it is the real Xueyue City. Outside the Dengtian Pavilion, it is still the city. Only after crossing the Dengtian Pavilion can you see Xueyue. Could this be the supreme martial arts It's so nice to meet in Yicheng, right?" Xiaoer smiled.

"So that's it!" Lei Wujie suddenly realized, his doubts were wiped out, he took a sip of tea, and said, "Is it difficult to cross the Dengtian Pavilion?"

"It's not difficult to say, and it's not difficult to say. If there is a famous thorn, then just walk in. If not, you have to go to the Dengtian Pavilion, the sixteenth floor of the Dengtian Pavilion, it is said that if you can reach the tenth On the sixth floor, then you will be able to see Baili Dongjun, the famous Xueyue City Lord." Xiaoer smiled, "If you two want to go to the pavilion, it's better to come to a pot of "Feng Hua Xue Yue" ', be bold?"

"Fenghuaxueyue? The name of this wine is interesting. I am not good at this, but my friend is very romantic, and give him a pot." Lei Wujie pointed to the depression who was sitting there with his eyes closed.

"Okay." Little Er didn't care about the sarcasm in Lei Wujie's words, and hurriedly turned around to get the wine.

"Xiaguan Feng, Shangguan Hua. Cangshan Snow, Erhai Moon. Interesting." Lei Wujie looked at the Tongtian Pavilion in the distance and muttered, "This Xueyue City really did not disappoint me. You said Brother Tang is The disciple of City Lord Baili, could it be that he climbed the sixteenth floor? How many floors do you think I can climb?"

"Feng Huaxue Yue is here!" Xiao Er put up the flask.

Xiao Se was not polite, poured himself a glass, sang a sip, only felt that the wine is very clear, not mellow, but there is a cool and elegant feeling, the mood is also a little better, and he took care of Lei Wujie. A few words: "Tang Lian is a disciple of Tang Lianyue elder Tang Lianyue. There is no need to enter the Dengtian Pavilion. There are only two people who need to go to the Dengtian Pavilion. One is trying to provoke Xueyue City. One is for those who want to learn from Xueyue City. You can visit the gate of Xueyue City on the fifth floor, and you can be taught by the elders on the tenth floor. On the sixteenth floor, that is Baili Dongjun’s. Disciple."

"This guest official knows Xueyue City very well? Isn't it the first time to come?" Xiao Er came with interest, and then said, "But I grew up in Xiaguan City since I was a child, and that's the tenth floor. There are only a handful of people. As for the one who climbed to the 16th floor, I have seen one, but I didn't see Lord Baili Dongjun that time."

"It's the beggar who claims to be the beggar Xu Wei." Xiao Se took another drink.

"The guest officer is a knowledgeable person. It was the old beggar who came with a broken stick. He was still begging for a bowl of tea with me. At that time, I thought, this man is crazy, even I couldn’t afford to eat the steamed buns, but I wanted to go to the Dengtian Pavilion. But when I went to the tenth floor, I came to me to ask for a bowl of wine and drink. How dare I not give it, I just passed by with a pot The old beggar did not refuse, but just drank a pot, and then went up to the fifth floor. When he went up, he was an old beggar in tatters and listless clothes, but once the fifteenth floor, he felt like him. The whole body was glowing with golden light, he was a god-like figure. After the fifteenth floor, the old beggar came to my tea shop to sit, and asked for a pot of Fenghuaxueyue, just drinking slowly. I drank from noon to dusk, but there has been no movement in the Dengtian Pavilion."

"We thought, could it be that Xueyue City was not recruited. As a result, when the old beggar finished drinking this pot, there was finally a person standing on the top of the Dengtian Pavilion. Holding a dark golden spear, wearing Wearing a black robe, at that moment, the wind all over the city seemed to stop, and they all wandered around the top of the pavilion. I thought: That's a real fairy-like character, what is this old beggar."

"The gun fairy Sikong Changfeng." Xiao Se said the name faintly.

"Yes, it is the spear fairy Sikong Changfeng! We are the three city masters of Xueyue City. Then he heard the old beggar laugh a few times, and he carried the broken stick..."

"Then what?" Lei Wujie couldn't help but ask when he heard the story.

Xiao Er sold it off and didn't continue.

Lei Wujie waved his hand boldly: "Little Er, let's have another pot of Fenghuaxueyue."

Xiao Se was stunned: "Are you rich?"

Lei Wujie patted Xiao Se on the shoulder: "Is this all in Xueyue City? Are you still afraid that I will fall back on you? Xiao Er, keep talking."

Xiao Er smiled openly: "I only saw the old beggar carrying a stick and jumped up to the sixteenth floor, and then..."

"Then..." Lei Wujie swallowed.

"Then I shot it down." Xiao Se took it coldly.

Lei Wujie gave a "tsk": "What nonsense, I have already hit the fifteenth floor, how can I be shot down?"

Xiao Er couldn't hold her face anymore. He only felt that this cold guest was far less cute than the red-clothed guest officer in front of him, and said angrily: "This guest officer is right, he was shot down. But the old beggar. I was very happy. I didn't fall to death when I fell on the 16th floor. I stood up and patted the dirt on my clothes, then took the stick and left."

"I really hit a stick." Lei Wujie was a little surprised, but thinking about the momentum that the gun fairy came to the west with a single shot and forced the Wushuang City disciple to retreat 30 steps in a row, this shot fell. The story of the old man with the stick shouldn't be fictional.

"However, I haven't seen those three city masters again since then, let alone the sixteenth floor, no one has even boarded the thirteenth floor." Xiao Er was a little confused.

"Never mind the spear fairy, do you want to see the sword fairy. Wait, I will take you to see some fresh ones." Lei Wujie smiled and stood up, drinking a large bowl of wine, and said, "This wine is too soft It’s not as good as your old trough, boss Xiao."

Xiao Se snorted coldly.

"Go, go to the Dengtian Pavilion!" Lei Wujie smiled and took a step forward.