Flying Dust Chapter 82.1
“Provocation?” Wen Qianliu narrowed his eyes, vaguely recalling that day in the Blood Worshiping Sect, when he had mentioned Bai Jingxi, Kemoluo had looked unnatural. Kemoluo was a competitive person, eager to outshine others; keen to do others down, while Bai Jingxi would always find ways to break all kinds of gu worms, so he probably had angered Kemoluo. He didn’t think that he must submit to Kemoluo, but also become a victim of the struggle between her and Bai Jingxi, the more I thought about it, the more twisted Wen Qianliu’s heart became.
Ahead is the road to Yulin Township, Wen Qianliu lightly grunted. After Chen Ruqin, next is Qu Shaofeng. Since I’m not allowed to have a good time, naturally, I have to pull you and others to accompany the funeral ceremony.
Two days later, Qu Shaofeng and Sect master Wen Jingyuan accompanied by Li Zhuo returned to a small village, the two people stayed in a guard farmhouse. The uncle and his wife were very enthusiastic, stewed a whole chicken and brought out their own sweet wine. Qu Shaofeng was somewhat a little too proud, he gave them some silver, but they didn’t refuse, while the wife went to the stove to prepare snacks for them to take on the road the next day.
The farmer’s house did not have many rooms, so Qu Shaofeng and Li Zhuo sleep) with their clothes on, near the dining table and rest.
“Sect Master Qu, we have elected Lord Manor Lu as our alliance leader this time, do you think he will be able to persuade He Yunfeng to go to the Western Regions with me?”
“After all, Manor Leader Lu has some friendship with Palace Master Mo and He Yunfeng. Even if He Yunfeng doesn’t go, are we going to give up and wait for Kemoluo to find us one by one in the Central Plains? I, Qu Shaofeng’s daughter, can be abducted by them, let alone your family, Master Li.”
After hearing this, Li Zhuo nodded his head in agreement and then closed his eyes to rest his mind and did not say much.
In the middle of the night, Li Zhuo had the urge to pee and got up and left the door to go to the latrine or outhouse next to the house. Before he touched the door of the hut, his pupils contracted, the back of his neck was pinched by someone, and he was about to use his sword, but he only heard a faint crunching sound, as his head tilted to the side. The person behind him placed him on the ground, only the stick out eyes protruding from his head were particularly horrifying.
Inside the room, Qu Shaofeng heard the sound and his fingers trembled at the sound as he opened his eyes.
He slowly pushed open the door, and in front of him was the hazy moonlight solidifying a light frost on the sandstone floor. When he stepped out, he couldn’t see anyone.
“Sect Master Li?” Qu Shaofeng walked towards the direction of the cottage and saw Li Zhuo on the ground, just as he was about to rush over to see what was going on, the air behind him pressed in, he turned back and flashed his sword to the side.
In an instant, the whole hut was reduced to nothing, and Li Zhuo’s body was torn apart by the sword’s energy.
“Wen Qianliu——” Qu Shaofeng didn’t expect this guy to personally come to him.
“Long time no see, Sect Master Qu.” Wen Qianliu’s posture was courteous.
The middle-aged couple from the farmer’s house poked their heads out of the house, wanting to see what was going on with the loud noise.
“Two of you, run!” Qu Shaofeng shouted, Wen Qianliu raised his wrist, the sword qi will penetrate the two people’s throat bone, however Zhai Feng sword is too late to save.
“Wen Qianliu, if you want me dead, why hurt the innocent? They are not a threat to you at all!”
“Since they are not a threat, they are ants, and you can’t blame me for taking their lives, I can only blame them for being too fragile.” Wen Qianliu sneered and walked forward, “The same goes for you, Qu Shaofeng!”
After saying that, the thick sword wind pressed over, Qu Shaofeng raised his sword to defend, his whole body was pressured by the sword momentum and retreated repeatedly, finally, the Thousand Cloud Sword crushed his sword momentum and hit him straight in front of his chest.
Qu Shaofeng’s entire body flew out, and when he landed on the ground, all of his bones were broken.
A mouthful of blood spurted out, but he still managed to stand up.
“I know that I’m not your opponent… but I won’t let you get away easily either!”
“Put up a desperate struggle, fighting an enemy, the result will be the same. Just now, I only use five percent of sword power, this time I’m afraid that using only three points will be able to send you to meet with Li Zhuo, then you will have a companion on the road to the Yellow Springs (the underworld).” After saying that, Wen Qianliu once again used his sword.
Qu Shaofeng hair disheveled in the wind dancing wildly, he used his life-long internal force, Zhai Feng sword crashed into it, but even it’s hard to block that sword energy, he himself, again fell backward, fell to the ground and then no longer have the strength to get up.
Wen Qianliu froze, did not think that Zhai Feng sword, if it is at full strength, will also have this kind of power, but it is a pity that the end of the crossbow (an arrow at the end of its flight—a spent force). Wen Qianliu walked to the place where Qu Shaofeng had fallen and half-knelt down, his fingers choked his throat, while Qu Shaofeng glared at him fiercely, “Sect Master Qu, good bye!”
A sword wind rushed over, straight to Wen Qianliu’s face, followed by a white-clothed figure leaping over, before the first sword aura dissipated, the second sword aura had already arrived!
Wen Qianliu was so shocked that he dodged the first sword and he had to let go of Qu Shaofeng’s sword to meet the enemy.
In the next moment, the white figure snapped over Qu Shaofeng and took him a few feet away from Wen Qianliu.
“Who thought who it was? Turns out to be Lu Shi Di…ah, no, it’s Lu Manor Leader. How does it feel to take back the position of master of Mu Yun Villa?” Wen Qianliu’s smile was unabashedly sarcastic.
Lu Qingmo probed Qu Shaofeng’s pulse, knowing that he might not last long.
Before he could think about it, Wen Qianliu’s smile suddenly tightened, and the Thousand Cloud Sword rushed towards Lu Qingmo with a speed that could not even be imagined. Lu Qingmo’s sword was so powerful, he knew he couldn’t fight with the Thousand Cloud Sword, so he just borrowed the force of the collision of the two sword blades in order to escape.
By the time Wen Qianliu realized Lu Qingmo’s intention, the other party had already left a long way away by using his qing gong.
As he grunted and chased up, even two or three swords were out, if it is not Lu Qingmo light kung fu is superb, in the face of a thousand cloud sword sword qi, probably he wouldn’t have the opportunity to avoid it.
“Put me…down…” Qu Shaofeng hardly opens his mouth, since if he is going to die, he doesn’t want to drag Lu Qingmo again.
“No, can’t.”
At this moment, Wen Qianliu has been getting closer and closer, Lu Qingmo suddenly stops, Dang Xiao Sword breaks through the wind, and Wen Qianliu puts out his full strength, his sword momentum likened to a huge wave lapping at the shore, and swallows the Dang Xiao Sword.
Lu Qingmo was also swept by the sword wind and retreated continuously.
“Junior Brother Lu, you are not my opponent.” Wen Qianliu shook his head.
Lu Qingmo was gasping for breath, just now the sword energy had already injured him, if Wen Qianliu made another sword attack, he was afraid that he would also be killed.
Feichen…
His heart trembled, suddenly remembering a long time ago, he carried a bottle of wine and came in, in that worldly view, seeing him.
Lu Qingmo smiled, he thought he would miss the winter, Wen Qianliu held himself lying under the quilt. That was a beautiful dream, and Mo Feichen broke this dream, but gave him another dream. This time, he said to himself, he did not want to wake up.
Suddenly, Lu Qingmo felt a stream of qi flow along his pulse to the sea of qi, “Qu Sect Master!”
Qu Shaofeng smiled, “How can I let you be buried with me?”
That flow of Qi, not others, exactly, it was Qu Shaofeng’s sword.
Lu Qingmo was shocked, Qu Shaofeng’s action was no different from suicide, he gave his sword seed to himself because he wanted Lu Qingmo to be able to leave safely with the power of two people.
Lu Qingmo wanted to push his sword seed back, Qu Shaofeng said, “I’m going to die without a doubt. You, take my sword seed, it can still … let me die after a little role…for me to ask Mo Feichen … .to take good care of my wife … must find my daughter…”
Finished saying this, the sword seed fell into Lu Qingmo’s sea of qi, Qu Shaofeng closed his eyes, clasped in Lu Qingmo arms before it fell down.
Lu Qingmo looked at Wen Qianliu and slowly put Qu Shaofeng down.
“What? Has he lost his breath?” Wen Qianliu raised his chin.
Lu Qingmo suddenly violently threw out his sword energy, the sand and stones on the ground, the leaves floating in the air all became part of that sword energy, sweeping in a huge whirlpool, rushing towards Wen Qianliu.
Wen Qianliu knew that Lu Qingmo was already powerful, and even a little help could make his sword power increase greatly.
When the sword energy dissipated, Lu Qingmo had already left with Qu Shaofeng.
Originally, Lu Qingmo remembered that Bai Jingxi should have a kind of compulsion that can identify the scent of a person and then find out where that person is. Since this is the case, he could have let this kind of compulsion bug to trace the whereabouts of Qu Xiruo. It is possible that she is still hidden in the Central Plains. So he wanted to catch up with Qu Shaofeng, but he didn’t expect to get such a result just after catching up with him.
Lu Qingmo carried Qu Shaofeng on his back and wanted to send him back to Yu Lin Sect. Traveling with light kung fu, although it consumes one’s internal energy and is exhausting, one can reach Yulin Town within a day.
The next day, when twilight was approaching, Yu Lin Sect’s Stewart opened the door and saw Lu Qingmo carrying Qu Shaofeng on his back, immediately calling out to the disciples of the sect to carry the sect master in.
Madam Qu ran out and hugged her husband, crying bitterly for a long time.
Lu Qingmo closed his eyes.
“What should I do? Xi Ruo disappeared… you also left… when I married you, you promised that you will take care of me for a lifetime, a lifetime has not yet finished … How can you leave me? ” Mrs. Qu’s heartache was unbearable so she fainted on her husband’s body.
Several people helped her into the house, and when she woke up, Lu Qingmo told her Qu Shaofeng’s last words word by word.
“So, Mrs. Qu, you must take good care of yourself, you are not having nothing, I will definitely help Fei Chen to bring back Miss Qu.”
Mrs. Qu looked dumbfounded and seemed unable to listen to anything else.
“What to do ah, Leader Manor Lu… Sect master, if he goes this time, then Yu Lin Sect really collapses….” asked the steward.
“You take good care of Mrs. Qu, don’t let her have the thought of taking her life lightly, I’ll go and find this someone, maybe it will make her feel better.” Lu Qingmo just walked to the door, his chest was hurt because of the shock, then he supported the door to stabilize his body. In this situation, he knew that Mo Feichen would really hope and want to be by Mrs. Qu’s side.
At that moment, still on the road, Mo Feichen at the same time, his chest trembling, almost fell, but fortunately He Yunfeng held him.
“What’s wrong?”
Mo Feichen inhaled a mouthful of air, the instantaneous pain disappeared again, “Nothing, it’s a side ache.”
“Spasm (side cramp)?” He Yunfeng frowned, “Why don’t we sit somewhere for a while.”
After they left Lianxia Cave, they didn’t rush back to Xiushui Palace, but took a detour to a place called Meixian County. I heard that the scenery there was beautiful, the plum blossoms bloom in front of and behind every house during the wax month, attracting many tourists. Although winter is still far away, being able to taste the unique plum blossom wine brewed there; appreciating the river boat and the covered bridge there, is also a beautiful thing.
Mo Feichen leaning against a white stone bridge, under the bridge is the lake rippling with the reflection of the lakeshore on both sides of the eaves hanging low, pedestrians pass by leisurely, quite a bit of water-bound town (or country) in the lower reaches of the Yangtze River’s feeling.
“Feeling better?” He Yunfeng hugged him and kissed his forehead.
“Yes, I’m fine now.” Mo Feichen smiles into a crescent moon shape, “Yunfeng, let’s go for a boat ride, shall we? I heard that this river leads to the next town.”
“Okay.”