Chapter 695 Thinking about the Valley (1)
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After a hearty drink and a little chatting about the past, Yi Xiaokun was also ready to leave, got up and said goodbye: "The rivers and lakes are dangerous, Brother Tang take care, I hope there will be a day to drink and talk happily in the future." β
Tang Aoshuang smiled slightly, then got up, took out a medicine bottle from his arms, threw it at Yi Xiaokun, and said politely: "There are three pills of my Tangjiabao Yulu Sutra Continuation Pill in it, which are used to promote blood circulation and eliminate blood stasis, and recasting muscles and bones have miraculous effects, although Yi Xiaopeng can't be made like before, but as long as he cooperates with his kung fu to recuperate, at least he can walk without hindrance." It's just that I reminded Brother Yi that if the Hidden Sword Villa wants to survive in this chaos, it's still too late to stop at this time. β
Yi Xiaokun caught the Yulu Sutra Continuation Pill, clasped his fist at Tang Aoshuang, and bowed deeply: "Thank you, Brother Tang." β
"You're welcome, I don't know if I'm helping him or hurting him, so I'll do it myself. Tang Aoshuang sighed deeply, and then admonished: "The matter of fate, maybe no one can say clearly, everyone has their own way, and no one can help." β
The night was already deep, and Yi Xiaokun turned into a phantom and disappeared into the lights of the night.
The matter of frost and snow has been settled, and the martial arts conference is also coming to an end, Tang Aoshuang stayed in Longyun City for three days, and used frost and snow ice to heal the right side of Xiao Ruyun's face every day, so Xiao Ruyun's right face, although it has not completely recovered, the skin on the face has been almost flat, just like a crimson birthmark, which is indeed much better than before.
The angry Yi Xiaopeng failed to get the frost and snow ice spirit, so he left Longjian City ahead of schedule and rushed back to the Tibetan Sword Villa.
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Since the Tibetan Sword Villa was defeated by Mu Lingtian and failed to encircle and suppress Mu Lingtian, coupled with Yi Xiaopeng's disability, most of the disciples of the Tibetan Sword Villa began to slack off and decadent, and the Tibetan Sword Villa became increasingly depressed.
This martial arts conference, for Yi Jichuan's safety, and in order to let Yi Jichuan slowly succeed to the Tibetan Sword Villa, Yi Xiaopeng asked Yi Jichuan to take care of the Tibetan Sword Villa.
And Yi Jichuan complained about Yi Xiaopeng, and because of Zhang Mo, he gave up on himself, and after Yi Xiaopeng left, he relied on his power to do mischief, and made the Tibetan Sword Villa into a miasma.
As for Ye Wushuang, although he is nominally the young lady of the Tibetan Sword Villa, he actually does not have any actual power, and in the Tibetan Sword Villa, he has always been chewed behind his back, and he is not treated well by others. And Ye Wushuang's love for Mu Lingtian in his heart has turned into that unforgettable hatred, and revenge on Mu Lingtian is the greatest wish in this life, so he practices swordsmanship every day, hoping to find an opportunity to get rid of Mu Lingtian with his own hands one day.
The early morning sun shone on the high wall of the Hidden Sword Villa, Ye Wushuang had red lips and eyebrows, dressed in red clothes, holding a long sword, practicing swords in the garden, although the swordsmanship was quite simple and rough, but the murderous aura between the eyebrows, as well as the hatred carried in the swordsmanship, made Ye Wushuang look like he had a lot of resentment.
The two maids stood not far away, looking at Ye Wushuang, whispering, and there seemed to be a trace of disdain hidden between their eyebrows.
Yi Jichuan and Zhang Mo, talking and laughing, walked slowly from a distance, heard the sound of sword dance, and looked up.
"The face is like a condensed fat flower like jade, the graceful willow waist is exquisite, the heavenly fragrance is out of the world, and the red clothes are like fire and sultry. Zhang Mo sighed without admiring, and then tapped Yi Jichuan's left front shoulder with the folding fan in his hand, licked his tongue, and said enviously: "Cousin is so blessed, with such a good appearance and figure, it can be regarded as a first-class good." β
Yi Jichuan looked up, a trace of disgust appeared between his eyebrows, and then he snorted coldly, and said with a slight anger: "Even if she has a heavenly appearance, she is just a water-based poplar slut!"
Zhang Mo stopped, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and smiled evilly at Yi Jichuan: "Hey, bitch is ruthless and unrighteous, there are some things, cousin don't take it too seriously, otherwise it can only be you who will be hurt, you are a dewy couple, why care about these, I remember that you used to like this little girl, and you sent something to the door, why don't you try it? β
Yi Jichuan did have some affection for Ye Wushuang at the beginning, but it had long been a thing of the past, and after looking at Zhang Mo, he immediately moved his gaze to Ye Wushuang's body and frowned slightly.
Seeing Yi Jichuan's annoyed appearance, Zhang Mo smiled slightly, and said comfortingly: "Hey, cousin, you said that you are a dignified young owner of the Hidden Sword Villa, what woman do you want? Why do you care about a bitch?
Yi Jichuan looked back at Zhang Mo and was stunned, and said puzzledly: "Help me?"
Zhang Mo stared at Ye Wushuang and said with a wicked smile: "That's right, in fact, there are some things, only when you have tried it, you will be able to see it, since there is a knot in your heart, then go and solve it, since she is sorry for you, then why do you bother to do this for her? It is better to be cruel to others than to be cruel to yourself, when you knife others, you will understand the kind of pleasure, you remember, this world will only be happy when you see the pain of the person you hate." β
Yi Jichuan nodded thoughtfully, then frowned and said, "That... What should I do?"
Zhang Mo stared at Ye Wushuang with a sly look and smiled, "whew", opened the folding fan in his hand, covered his mouth, got close to Yi Jichuan's ear, stared at Ye Wushuang, and whispered to Yi Jichuan: "Since she has a heart, then you will ruin her dream, see what else she can do." β
Yi Jichuan stared at Ye Wushuang, and couldn't help but think of Mu Lingtian, frowning slightly, the catalog was fierce, and nodded slowly in hesitation.
Seeing Yi Jichuan's comprehension, Zhang Mo put away the folding fan and lightly tapped Yi Jichuan's left shoulder, then stepped back and said with a wicked smile: "Let's go..."
Although Ye Wushuang was not welcomed in the Tibetan Sword Villa, after all, he was Ye Xun's daughter, so no one dared to clash with Ye Wushuang, and Ye Wushuang did not take the Tibetan Sword Villa in his eyes at all, and only wanted revenge, so in addition to practicing swords all day long, it was sword practice.
Night gradually fell, after Ye Wushuang had dinner, he sat quietly in front of the dresser, and couldn't help but think of Mu Lingtian in his heart, his eyebrows were worried, and the hatred in his beautiful eyes was even more indifferent under the bright moon.
"Crunchβ"
With a soft sound, the door opened, Ye Wushuang heard the movement, came back to his senses, and put away the love and hate.
Since Ye Xun's people left the Hidden Sword Villa, Yi Jichuan also moved out of this room, and he had never seen Ye Wushuang, hearing Yi Jichuan's arrival, Ye Wushuang's eyebrows released that murderous aura, and the corner of his eye glanced at the outhouse, slowly stood up, and walked out of the house. I want to talk about "Heavenly Remnant" with more like-minded people, pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~