Section 547 Searching for Rumors (4)
Ye Xun put down the teacup in his hand, glanced at Yi Xiaopeng sideways, sighed softly, shook his head and said: "Hey, why don't I want to agree to this family business, after all, with my relationship with Brother Yi, I naturally want to kiss and kiss, but... Hey, Brother Yi, you also know that Wushuang has been spoiled since I was a child, and you know her temper well, in terms of etiquette... I'm afraid that Brother Yi and Ji Chuan will mention it to her face in person before she agrees..."
Although this request does not seem excessive, it also makes it clear that Ye Wushuang knows that Yi Xiaopeng has no way out, and wants to avenge Yi Xiaopeng's repentance that day, Yi Xiaopeng looked at Ye Xun and was stunned, and his heart suddenly reacted, and he couldn't help but echo Ye Wushuang's ruthless and resolute appearance at that time.
Everyone knew very well in their hearts that the reason why Yi Xiaopeng agreed to this family affair was also forced to be helpless, and now that Ye Wushuang made such a request, everyone turned their eyes to Yi Xiaopeng.
After all, accepting Ye Wushuang, Yi Xiaopeng has already made a big concession, really let His Excellency Yi Xiaopeng put down his shelf and propose to Ye Wushuang, then Yi Xiaopeng has completely become a joke for others.
Yi Xiaopeng never thought that he would be planted in the hands of a little girl liar like Ye Wushuang for so many years, his old face was like a loud slap in the face, and he was so hot that he wanted to find a crack in the ground to get into. Yi Xiaopeng took a deep breath, his face was a little ugly, he frowned slightly and glanced at everyone, picked up the teacup on the table, pretended to be calm twice, and took a sip of tea.
The atmosphere was a little frozen, and the ink boy stood in the middle of the hall, smiled awkwardly, and said, "Uh... Actually, well, Miss Ye is the daughter of the Lord of the Ye League, and this etiquette is indeed indispensable, it should be, it should be... And leaving the sword demon in the world will inevitably cause endless troubles. ”
Mu Lingtian is now the public enemy of martial arts, and everyone here naturally wants Mu Lingtian to die, so they also echoed noisily: "Yes, yes, the ink boy is right." Moreover, the marriage between Zangjian Villa and Phoenix Villa is a great joy in the martial arts, and it should be more grand and exquisite. ”
The words of the ink boy made Yi Xiaopeng take some steps, and the embarrassment in Yi Xiaopeng's heart was also eased a little. And of course, Yi Xiaopeng could also hear the meaning of the words of the ink boy, except for Mu Lingtian, it was indeed the most important thing at the moment, otherwise, when the second evil sword immortal reappeared in the rivers and lakes, it would be not as simple as losing face, I was afraid that the old things in the Hidden Sword Villa would be repeated again, and then he would really be the sinner of the Hidden Sword Villa.
Thinking about it carefully, the vitality of the Tibetan Sword Villa is now greatly damaged, and Yi Jichuan is still unable to stand alone, and he looks like this, if he can get Ye Xun's help, it is equivalent to having a big tree that covers the sky, and he can also get rid of Mu Lingtian, so if Ye Wushuang marries into the Tibetan Sword Villa, in addition to losing a little face, there are indeed many benefits to the Tibetan Sword Villa. The most important thing is that after Ye Wushuang marries into the Hidden Sword Villa, he will be the person of the Hidden Sword Villa, and when the time comes, he will be able to discipline Ye Wushuang well, and he can be regarded as being able to breathe a sigh of relief.
Losing face for a while, can be exchanged for such a big benefit, Yi Xiaopeng is not a loss, put down the teacup in his hand and smiled faintly at Ye Xun: "Wushuang is the body of a daughter, it should be..."
Before Yi Xiaopeng finished speaking, a Tibetan sword disciple rushed into the hall in a panic, pointed out the hall, and said to Yi Xiaopeng: "The owner of the village is not good, a strange man has entered the villa and is coming over this side." ”
Everyone was stunned for a moment, and they all guessed that they could break into the Tibetan Sword Villa with the power of one person, and now on the rivers and lakes, I am afraid that only Mu Ling can do it.
"Could it be Mu Lingtian's little crumbs?"
"I didn't expect him to be so arrogant, he just defeated the Ice Cold Palace, and he wanted to come to the Tibetan Sword Villa to spread wild, obviously he didn't take our eight major forces seriously. ”
"Hmph, the Lord of the Ye League is here today, and he will definitely not come back. ”
Everyone was indignant, and they all took out their weapons, got up and walked out of the hall.
Ye Xun looked out of the hall, showing a hint of confusion, after all, he knew very well that the Hidden Sword Villa was not Mu Lingtian's goal, and Mu Lingtian had no intention of moving closer to this side, so it shouldn't be Mu Lingtian, but who would it be besides Mu Lingtian.
Everyone walked out of the hall and came to the square of the Tibetan Sword Villa.
The disciples of the Bailai Tibetan Sword, surrounded an unarmed middle-aged man, looking for an opportunity to make a move.
The man's sturdy physique, strong arms, under a slightly tattered black and brown shirt, exudes an uninhibited and free and easy, his hair is a little scattered, but his mature and steady face is quite handsome, although he is besieged, but his face is calm, with a slight smile, as if he is just playing.
A sideways flash, the man dodged the wind blade from a Tibetan sword disciple like a phantom, as fast as lightning, covering his right hand like a claw stretched out to the sword blade, only to see a pale yellow true qi, grabbed the sword blade that had been dodged in the air, and then slightly took advantage of the situation, threw the Tibetan sword disciple forward, and at the same time instructed the general chanting: "The summer wind is crazy, chaotic and square, what is crazy? When it is as vertical and horizontal as the wind, sweeping without borders, can it shake the thunder." ”
"Whoosh"
A sword stabbed in the back, the man slightly sideways his head to dodge, the two fingers of his left hand clamped the blade stabbed by another Tibetan sword disciple, flipped his fingers, and bounced the blade away, only to hear the echo of "ding", the Tibetan sword disciple actually fell to the side with that force, the man looked back at the Tibetan sword disciple who was about to fall, and said: "There is no shadow of the move, there is no trace of the move, there is no wind to raise the sword, there is no beginning and no end." ”
The three Tibetan Sword disciples looked at each other again, and at the same time raised their swords to kill the man.
"Too slow, too slow, too slow. I only heard the man chant three times, like the wind, flashing quickly, appearing in front of the three Tibetan sword disciples, with a strange and fast technique, flicking the three sword blades with his fingers.
Listening to the crisp echo of "Ding Ding Ding" three times, the three Tibetan Sword disciples couldn't hold the trembling long sword in their hands and let go one after another.
A pale yellow true qi in the palm of the man's right hand swept from the blade, sucked the three long swords in the palm of his hand, turned around with the three long swords, and smiled at everyone: "The sword of the wind, not the wind of the sword, but the wind as the sword, look at it, this is the sword of the wind." ”
A domineering force was released, and the three long swords were separated by a foot from each other with the man's turn, in front of the man's shoulders, standing upside down in the air, swaying up and down slightly, and the two fingers of the man's right hand slowly slid to the right, and then flipped and danced violently.
The three long swords seemed to be alive, and under the man's dancing in the air, with that domineering internal force, they flew on their own.
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