On an attic outside the open space, the old man with white hair sitting in the front of him smiles and whispers, "brother Zhang, it seems that we have won this game again."

Although the old man's voice is light, it reverberates in the whole valley of peace. The old man in another attic also smiles“ It seems that brother Murong's grandson is really powerful. Zhang admires him. "

Although the winning young man defeated his opponent, he didn't feel proud. Instead, he walked out of the field slowly and reached for the young man who fell on the ground. Smile way "just have offended more."

The young man who fell to the ground just laughed and didn't change his face because he was defeated. With the same open-minded smile, he said, "elder martial brother Murong's moves are really at the top of the world. I think he has the same profound skills. I admire him."

The young man called Murong Yingcai laughed, pulled up the young man on the ground, and said with a frank smile, "it's just good luck that defeated brother Yang."

They walked out of the field hand in hand, and someone outside the field had already yelled, "in the fourth game, Murong Yingcai defeated Yang Qi, Murong Yingcai won, and in the next game, Zhao Xun of the Zhao family defeated Xi Yuanshan of the Xi family."

As soon as the referee's voice fell, the two figures swept into the field, clasping each other and then fighting in one place. It's also just a move, not a technique.

"Wei Er, you see which of them will win." Located in the attic in the east direction, the old man in Qingyi asked in a low voice with a teacup in his hand.

"It seems that although there is not much difference between them, Xi Yuanshan Sheng of the Xi family is a few years older. He has rich experience in dealing with enemies. On the contrary, although Zhao Xun was young, he heard that he was a rare martial arts genius of the Zhao family in recent years. " Wei'er said softly behind the old man. But I didn't look at them.

"Ha ha." The old man held the teacup in his hand and said with a smile, "lady, what you said is equivalent to not saying the same thing. But Dad, it seems that Zhao Xun must be the winner. Unfortunately, if this is a contest of skills, Xi Yuanshan will surely win. "

As soon as the old man's voice fell, the match was divided. It was Zhao Xun who won. In the fierce confrontation with Xi Yuanshan, he blasted him out of the field,

To see the field out of the winner, Wei'er gently stood up and said, "Dad's vision is really accurate."

The old man laughed and said, "if dad doesn't even have this insight, how can he manage such a big family?"

"Dad, look at the five-year gathering of the six families. That family will be the best." Wei'er glances into the field. At this time, the other two young people begin to fight.

The old man stroked the teacup in his hand, gently stirred the cup with a lid in his hand and said, "it's hard to say. There are several amazing and gorgeous young people in each of the six families. It's hard to say. It's hard to say. "

Wei Er chuckles. He leaned over to pick up the teapot and poured a cup into his father's cup. He said, "if that person is still there, the top names of the six families must be ours."

The old man touched the teacup and stopped for a moment, sighed and said, "Wei'er, do you still think that person is him?"

Wei Er gently nodded and said, "what my daughter has decided will never change in my life."

The old man nodded and sighed softly, "be the same as your mother. But even if he doesn't die, that person is the rebirth of his divine consciousness. But you two are no longer in the same world. "

Wei'er didn't speak, but after adding tea, she sat back on the chair and quietly watched the two people fighting in the field. The old man sighed softly. Put the cup on the table and slowly shook his head. The breeze passed through the attic and dispersed the steam curling up from the old man's teacup. Blowing the corner of Wei'er's clothes. There was only a whisper in the wind, "I'll wait for him anyway."

The three did not expect that there would be such a wide river in this Miao area. The two sides of the river are far apart. Although the water surface is calm, even the bottom can be seen on the bank. But the water bottom toward a direction of constantly waving weeds, but prompted that there is a turbulent undercurrent at the bottom. Three people climb high and look far away. The river is endless, winding and flowing far away. Fortunately, where several people can see, there is a small boat. The boat is not big. It can carry about six or seven people. There are a few people on the bank in long, broad clothes. The scholar with a white scarf on his head is talking to the boatman. He wants to cross the river by boat. They went down the low slope and went to the boat on the bank. Approaching the rear, I heard a few people talking.

"You are a dark hearted boatman. The three of us want six Liang silver, but the distance is so expensive." One of them, about eighteen or nine years old, said.

But the boatman didn't pay any attention to it. He just picked up the ropes and went back to the boat. "If you want to sit, sit. If you don't want to sit, you can walk more than ten miles and get on the boat from the official ferry."

When Li Fan heard the conversation, he couldn't help laughing. It was obvious that the boatman had settled on a few scholars and could not go down the official ferry. Just now the lion opened his mouth. However, the scholar's clothes were not poor scholars. It's just that I can't bear the price the boatman asked.

"Boatman, when does it leave?" Chengying opens his mouth behind Li Fan and says that he easily throws out about seventy-eight liang of silver coins.

The boatman reached out to take the silver from the air, weighed it in his hand and said, "get on the boat first, wait for a few people to set sail." With that, the boatman turned his head and said to some scholars, "if you want to get on the boat, you can get on it. If you don't want to get on it, you can go." Several scholars are hesitating, suddenly from a few people came a voice, "boatman, I want to cross the river." Several people turn around one after another, only to see a woman, wearing a short shirt with narrow sleeves, on which is painted a butterfly flying. I wear a pleated skirt. The long skirt is full and elegant, with a pair of wide silver bracelets in both hands. Under the bracelets, there are silver bells, which make a ringing sound when walking. Although it's covered with white gauze, you can still see that she is a gorgeous woman from her figure. The woman approached slowly, reached out two liang pieces of silver and handed them to the boatman. If you don't speak, you just go straight to the boat“ Are you from Miao Although the boatman took the silver, he didn't put it in his arms. He just asked. The woman stopped, turned her head and said in a low voice, "can't the people of miaojiang get on the boat?" The boatman laughed, handed back the silver in his hand, and said, "the girl is from the Miao area, so the silver should not be collected." The woman seemed to know that it would be like this. She didn't take the silver in front of her eyes. She just said, "here you are, take it. You have to pay for the boat to cross the river. It should have been When the boatman heard this, he didn't refuse. He put the silver in his arms and said to some scholars, "now, even if you pay, you can't get on the boat." Then, without waiting for a few people to respond, they reached out and picked up the long pole beside the boat, pushed it against the shore, and the boat slowly left the shore. Ignore a few people's astonished eyes, far away, just came a few scholar's soft voice to drink to scold. Since she got on the boat, the woman stood at the bow of the boat and looked at the other side, ignoring a few people on the boat. Because of the strange dress of the woman, Li Fan took a few more eyes. Seeing that the man didn't mean to speak, he shook his head and sat in the boat. Enjoy the scenery on the river. The boatman was a good talker. Seeing that all the young women on the boat except Li Fan were young women, he said to Li Fan, "little brother, I'm very familiar. It's my first time here." Li Fan nodded, heart said I was not the first time to come, how do you know. The boatman seemed to see Li Fan's doubts, so he said with a smile, "I've been boating here for more than ten years. Most of the people who come and go between the two sides of the Strait cross the river from me, and the other side of the river is the way to the hinterland of Miao. There are few people going there, so most of them are familiar to me." Li Fan looked at the boatman with a smile and said, "does the old man know the name of the river?" The old man seemed tired. He changed his posture and said, "this river is called the Li River. As for the reason, it's natural that the green water in the upper reaches of the Li River is 60 Li, and the water is indigo and Li colored." it's said that Qu Yuan of the Warring States period once wrote a poem called Yuanzhi Lilan, so it's also called the Lan River. Although the water flow is gentle, there is an undercurrent under the river. " Li Fan clapped his hands and said with a smile, "I can't imagine that the elderly are so knowledgeable." The boatman laughed, put down the strut to get to the stern of the boat, stretched out his hand to shake the oar, and said, "what erudition is said by some scholars who crossed the river before. After listening to more, I naturally remember." Li Fan smiles, but his eyes drift toward the Miao woman standing in the bow of the boat. There is always a sense of panic in his heart. Seeing Li Fan's eyes, the boatman said with a smile, "don't look, little brother. Who looks like a witch in the Miao area, can't be provoked." Hearing the boatman's whispered words, Li Fan just laughed and said, "it's just that I haven't seen it before. I'm just curious." The boatman laughed and stopped talking. He just tried to shake the oars. Half way through the boat, I felt that the smooth water before seemed to be in turbulence, and the boat could not stop shaking. Let the first time on board Li Fan almost vomit out. The idea that I didn't feel seasick at first was also thrown into the clouds. The boatman looked as usual. It's just that the strength on the hand has increased a lot. The Miao woman is still standing in the bow, although the ship can not stop shaking, the body is still stable. Obviously, he has a good foundation. Looking at Li Fan's pale face, the boatman couldn't help laughing and said, "are you all right, little brother? The undercurrent in the middle of the river is big. It's good to pass this period." Li Fanqiang forbeared the suffocation in his chest and nodded. As the boatman said, after walking a hundred meters further, the boat gradually stabilized. You can already see the scene of the opposite shore. The boatman seemed to be relieved, lost the oar in his hand, stood up and put the bamboo pole into the water. With a little support, the boat broke away from the undercurrent, and then the speed soared rapidly.