Chapter 63: Yellow Reed Bank, Gray Duck of DestinyClang clang clang There seemed to be thunder in the sky, seventeen times in a row. "Ding~~" “Ding~ Ding~” In a flash, the three swords intersected. Chen Guzhou was still standing there, while the yellow-shanked swordsman had returned to the roof. a long time. A strand of frosty white hair fell from the temples and landed on Chen Guzhou's shoulder, like the white paper money in the sky. Three more scarlet plum blossoms suddenly bloomed from the heart of the yellow-clad swordsman. He lowered his head slowly. Suddenly smiled.
It was a sad smile, but also a somewhat free and easy smile. Then his body fell backwards and crashed into the tiles. The battle... came to an abrupt end. "Pity." Chen Guzhou picked up a strand of white hair on his shoulder and looked at it for a long time. No one knew what he felt sorry for. Was he sorry for the less than 30-year-old swordsman in the Gangqi realm? Or was he sorry for his own early gray hair? A young man in Gangqi realm could actually hurt him without any harm. "Woooo..." The funeral procession passed by the courtyard, and the music was mournful and cold. The autumn wind blows away the fallen leaves, and the white papers flutter. Chen Guzhou walked back to the study silently. He picked up the pen and wrote a poem on the paper: "When I was young, I was proud of my writing. Now, the spring flowers have faded..." - It was November of that year. The construction of Huangluan is in full swing. Many figures disappeared silently, and many more joined the team. The corvée forced labor caused the people's resentment to boil over like water in a pot. Otherwise. After all, this is a world where a few people control the majority. Faced with cold-blooded and cruel gangs, tyrants, merchants... the people had no other choice. This major event, which concerned the interests of many people, eventually turned into a major trend. December.
It's freezing cold. The casualties of corvée labor became increasingly serious. Frostbite, death from falls, exhaustion... Some were whipped alive and died from wounds... Some were pushed off the lake shore and their flesh and blood were used to fill the lake as a warning to the public for escaping corvée labor... Chen Guzhou also appeared more and more frequently in front of Huanglu Beach, doing many things personally. As the link between countless forces in Minjiang River, no one dared to disrespect him. Even if they looked down on a mere governor of Minjiang River, they still had to look at the sword in his hand. His appearance made the situation slightly better. however. The masters of the Divine Palace are not extinct in the Sanjiang area. The many constructions in Minjiang Prefecture involved too many interests and had impacts that lasted for hundreds of years. For the common people, they can only see the present day and night. For those powerful forces that have been passed down for hundreds or even thousands of years and have masters from the Divine Palace in charge, this matter must be participated in. At this time, Minjiang did not yet have the Giant Whale Gang, but there were various forces such as Tianshui Tower, Badao Sect, and Cangshui Twelve Villages. There are open and covert struggles, and various forces are involved. Chen Guzhou also suffered many assassination attempts and faced countless resistance. Until next March. Everything suddenly became quiet. March 3rd, Sanshui Festival. This day was an auspicious day. Many people were devoutly offering sacrifices to the Three Water Goddesses, and did not want to be buried in the cold river water in March. this day. Chen Guzhou did not go to the Green Willow Dike, but personally supervised the work at the Huangluo Bank. Also on this day. A gray duck from the banks of the Minjiang River spreads its wings and overlooks the entire Minjiang Prefecture from the sky. At a glance. Just one glance. It saw an unforgettable purple-robed figure on the yellow reed bank. On the embankment of Huanglu'an, Chen Guzhou suddenly looked up. "Wow—" A long cry pierced the sky. The gray duck with a wingspan of two meters is as fast as a meteor, like a knife flying from the sky. boom! ! A huge cloud of dust rose up and debris flew everywhere.
"problem occurs!" "Someone tried to assassinate the governor!" "Quick, go and ask the Qi master from Tianshui Tower to come!" The surroundings suddenly became chaotic. In the past six months, Chen Guzhou's assassination has become commonplace. The guards had a complete set of plans, but no one expected that this time the attack would come from high altitude. Suddenly. There were more than ten guards in the Leiyin Realm around, all swooping down towards the gray crow in the sky. thump— There seemed to be thunder in the sky. Under everyone's horrified gaze, the gray crow's wings flew through the air, and the vigorous blood and energy seemed to burst out of its body, sweeping across with a force comparable to that of the Gangqi realm. Puff puff puff - countless blood splashed. More than a dozen Leiyin Realm masters suddenly became more than twenty people. They were cut into two by a knife and fell down the embankment. "it is good!" “Kill, kill, kill!” “It makes me feel better!” Cheers came from somewhere. next moment. The people doing forced labor finally saw the figure in the sky clearly, and then... they all looked terrified, and some even collapsed to the ground in fear. "Monster!" "It's this monster bird from last March 3rd!" "It comes with revenge!" The cheers suddenly turned into fear, and many people turned and ran. Foolish people. The gang disciples cursed inwardly, but were also shocked by Gray Duck's strength. A year has passed. How could this gray duck become so scary? at last. The dust and smoke dispersed. A figure in a purple robe appeared. He held a long sword, stood upright, but his hair was messy. Chen Guzhou had to admit that the vengeful gray duck gave him a big surprise during the first contact. The vigorous energy and blood, the terrifying pressure.
This reminded him of the yellow-clad swordsman from half a year ago. The swordsman of Naha Sword School followed the same path as him. His blood and energy were like dragons, and he used his strength to break through the realm. But, that's it... "Wow—" The gray duck spread its wings and flew high, rushing towards the purple-robed figure on the river bank again. "What a protective duck." Chen Guzhou sighed, his eyes seemed to be full of pity, "Perhaps, your relationship should be considered... friends?" Afterwards. The long sword was handed out. ding~~ Under the gazes of countless people, the silkworm-patterned sword named "True Foolishness" collided with the duck's beak in mid-air, and a strong flame burst out. The air broke through layers of ripples, as if two huge forces of ten thousand pounds condensed into a point. boom! There was another loud bang, and there seemed to be thunder in the sky. The gray duck flew backwards in the air, and Chen Guzhou also retreated more than ten steps. His face turned pale and there was even a trickle of blood at the corner of his mouth. What a scary gray duck! What terrible qi and blood! the first time. This was the first time they saw the governor get injured! More than 20 years ago, the lone goose swordsman, Chen Guzhou, who was known as the nearly invincible swordsman under the Divine Mansion, was injured by a duck. Although that duck looks really...big! thump - thump - thump The heartbeat is like the sound of drums and thunder. One, two, three... fifteen, eighteen... twenty-one... Chen Guzhou counted silently. The swordsman of Naha Sword Sect was Leiyin Jiming? Seventeen, or twenty-one? never mind. For him, even twenty-four... thump— There were ten thunderous clap in succession. The thunder roars thirty-one times. Chen Guzhou suddenly jumped up with his sword, sweeping across the sky. He finally got anxious. If we continue to let the gray duck accumulate, it might really be able to force out its true strength.
sunset. Buzz—the silkworm-patterned sword seemed to pierce into the orange sunset, like the Minjiang River sweeping across the earth, or even more like a lone goose flying towards the sunset, leaving everything behind. The wild geese fly westward, and fame and fortune are like frost. When youth is gone, young people travel far away. Chen Guzhou finally used his second sword technique besides the Lone Goose Proud Feather. The vast, distant, cold and lonely sword intent was deeply reflected in the mind of the gray duck that spread its wings and flew over. "It's better to go home." A thought suddenly came to his mind. It seems like an orange sunset is gradually sinking in my heart. The originally firm will and stable wings suddenly showed a hint of hesitation. "No!" Song Lin suddenly opened his eyes, and his powerful blood and extremely firm will transformed into a flaming gray duck in his mind, rushing into the orange and red land, sweeping away everything. Boom! Under the dull gaze of countless people. Fire suddenly ignited around the gray duck, and it collided with a sword that came from the air. next moment. Heaven and earth faded. The flaming gray duck intertwined with thousands of sword energies to form a huge fireball. The sword energies inside it were so intense that it seemed even more dazzling than the setting sun in the sky. suddenly. Boom~~ Boom boom boom! Thirty-three thunders roared in succession, resounding throughout Huanglu'an. Chen Guzhou's figure fell with a loud bang, rolled several times on the ground, his hair was disheveled and his face was covered with dust. He half-crouched and slowly raised his head. in view. A gray duck, with its wings together and its beak in front, turned its body into a knife and descended from the sky. boom! The thirty-fourth thunder suddenly sounded. (End of this chapter)