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                                徐南手中有一条半尺长如蚯蚓一般扭来扭曲的东西。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                不仔细看,还看不出来。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                这就是虚空门的虚空浮游,能传消息,还能跟踪人,是好宝贝。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                虚空门也不多,损失一条就是血亏。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                徐南看着看着,就觉得很温暖。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                这温暖来源于孔家芸。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                给了徐南如母亲一般的感觉。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                虽然孔家芸的年龄足以做徐南祖祖祖奶奶。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                但武者活得久,年龄这件事也就大概被忽略过去。
                                
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                                两百岁的老牛吃了二十几岁的嫩草,比比皆是。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                徐南不是嫩草,顶多是牛犊子。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                有人护着的感觉,真好。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                孔家芸说,这玩意只要吸了主人的血,就会跟主人意念相通,如臂使指。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                徐南已经喂饱了虚空浮游,将它扔垃圾一样扔出去,虚空浮游就融入了空气里,不见了痕迹。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                这东西比高空中的闪电鹰管用。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                那头闪电鹰太老了,而且是从坐骑店买来的。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                虽然听徐南指挥,但徐南现在却不敢再用。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                谁知道那坐骑店的人有没有在闪电鹰身上留下什么可以用于追踪的印记?
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                这个可能性很高。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                所以徐南再不舍,也只能摧毁了玉牌。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                高空上盘旋的闪电鹰立刻就觉得某种束缚自己的东西消失了。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                它仰头发出一声尖锐却愉悦的鸣叫,展翅朝着朝阳的方向飞去,消失不见。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                徐南并不亏。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                两百二十颗中武石,没了闪电鹰,却有了虚空浮游。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                大赚特赚。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                十星时的时候,明松城外走出一个人。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                黑发白须,正是明心宗的谵语。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                他出了城门之后,脚尖一点,急速而去。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                一颗树上盘膝闭目的徐南就睁开了眼,然后朝着谵语的方向追了过去。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                谵语这次外出的目的是什么,徐南不知道。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                他只是在距离明松城三百里左右的地方,将谵语拦了下来。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                “为何拦我道路?”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                谵语看着眼前这个带着儒雅气息的中年人,眉头微皱。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                百分百可以确定不认识这人。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                “此山是我开,此树是我栽。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                ”徐南道。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                做事情总得师出有名才好。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                “呵呵……”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                谵语轻笑,然后就是一声剑鸣。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                剑芒汹涌,直斩而来。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                徐南抬手。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                烧火棍就将这剑芒打散,如星光点点,消失无踪。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                谵语眸子微眯:“在下明心宗谵语,你拦我,就不怕明心宗找你的麻烦?”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                “你知道我是谁吗?区区明心宗而已,我有什么……”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                徐南话没说完,猛的冲了上去。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                “卑鄙!”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                谵语怒斥。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                他正打算听徐南道出来历,却没料到徐南会偷袭。  只有厮混在最底层的人才会这样没品。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                他是一流宗门的人,有身份的人。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                大家出来混都讲究个道义。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                对方敢不将明心宗放在心上,那就肯定也是有身份的人。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                有身份的人就不该偷袭。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                叮叮当当之声不绝于耳。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                长剑与烧火棍不断碰撞,迸发出无数火花。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                十个呼吸,已经交手上百招。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                谵语连连败退,气息粗重。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                徐南一直都是以伤换伤,以命换命的姿态,打得谵语很被动。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                正当谵语暴怒,也准备跟徐南拼命的时候,徐南却抽身而退,笑而不语。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                “有没有觉得气血翻涌得厉害?”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                徐南问。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                谵语脸上的怒容就化为了惊惧:“你竟然下毒!”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                偷袭就已经很没道义了,居然还下毒。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                下三滥!
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                不要脸!
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                呸!
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                徐南一棍子敲在他脑袋上。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                谵语就没呸出来。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                头晕目眩中,鲜血从头顶上流淌下来,就模糊了眼。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                谵语倒在地上,用手擦了血,整张脸就显得无比狰狞可怖。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                徐南的烧火棍,已经抵在了他的脖子上。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                “你……到底是谁?”谵语浑身泛冷。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                他知道自己今天怕是要死在这里。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                可就连是谁杀了他都不知道,死得都不甘心。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                “你在南疆斩出那一剑,就已经决定了你今天会死。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
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                                徐南喃喃道。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                谵语瞳孔紧缩,惊骇起来。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                噗嗤一声。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                烧火棍穿透了他的脖子。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                这惊骇就在脸上定格。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                瞪大的眼睛,至死都没闭上。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                徐南抽出烧火棍,在谵语的衣服上擦拭了血迹,眼神平静。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                昔日那高高在上如神祗一般的存在,如今已经被他超越,轻易击杀。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                世事变化莫测,就很有趣。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                摘了谵语手指上的戒指,徐南抛洒一片药粉,然后离去。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                他知道谵语死了,留在明心宗的命牌会碎裂。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                明心宗就在这附近,肯定会派人来查。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                但明心宗来人的时候,看到的只是一具跪着的尸体。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                徐南施施然返回明松城外。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                城门处的守卫增多了,进出城都开始严查。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                徐南知道这是他杀了谵语的缘故,却并不担心。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                孔家芸教了他抹去痕迹的办法,手指上那本该属于谵语的戒指,就再也跟谵语无关。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                明心宗想查都没地方查。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                如今明松城紧张的模样,不过是明心宗的无能狂怒。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                过不多久,就会一切恢复如常。

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