(Minor repairs, and thank you little monkey for the evaluation vote, let you break the bank...... I try to repay the ...... Orz）

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The mountains are stacked, the eagles and birds are singing, and it is another cold late autumn.

A few wisps of flute sound in the depths of the bamboo forest, gradually rising and rising, sometimes faint and sometimes raised, indifferent and distant when the sound rises, and the sound is cold and ethereal.

Ye Luye prepared dinner and walked to the depths of the Yinfeng bamboo field, and saw a white shadow sitting on the high place of Qingxuanyan in the distance, his eyes drooping lightly, closing his eyes and holding the flute, playing silently.

The white clothes and long sleeves are scattered on the stones, slightly blowing in the forest wind, reflecting the bamboo leaves falling from time to time in the autumn wind, looking picturesque, quiet and peaceful, a silent silence and far away.

The sound of the flute is like a word, and it spreads out leisurely.

The woman in green looked at the person where the bamboo leaves were scattered, subconsciously lightened her steps, smelled the lingering sound of the flute, and stood quietly in the distance.

It was originally a floating flower and a wave of flowers, a light sigh of the prosperity of the world, but it has turned into a long empty shadow in a few voices, and the wordlessness of the water moon mirror flower seems to be a little snow, and the firmament of several lifetimes is nothing more than half a life of obstacle, and finally returns to dust. In an instant, the four seasons are reincarnated, a thousand years are like a dream, suddenly a stranger, suddenly a sword flies across, the sound rises and falls, the sea and clouds are waves, and the nine days are nothing.

Ye Luye listened for a long time, and suddenly, unconsciously, took a step forward and stepped on a dead leaf.

Xiao Sheng stopped, like the wind and clouds, and the dust fell annihilated.

"Master. ”

The man in green called out and stepped forward.

Duanmu Xiaoxian was silent for a while, and gently lowered the jade flute on his lips.

"This flute song, the disciple seems to have heard it somewhere. Ye Luye said suddenly.

Hearing this, Duanmu Xiaoxian turned his head, looked in the direction of Ye Luye, was silent for a while, and said, "Don't you remember clearly?" Five years ago, in front of the medicine house. ”

Ye Luye was immediately shocked, and he woke up and said, "...... It is the 'Xiao language' of Ru Yan's family. ...... year Yun Xiao blew in front of the master. ”

At that time, the blood-clothed young man, with a wild and ruthless look in his eyes, was full of blood and hatred, and was bent on revenge, vowing to mourn the dead with blood to comfort the souls of the clan. In this deep valley, he split the bamboo flute with his palm and played it, refusing people to go outside, not allowing him to get close to ten steps, just to keep his martial arts, and he will fight blood in his hands.

"It's not Yun Xiao. Duanmu Xiaoxian raised his head lightly and said, "It's Ru Yanxiao." ”

Ye Luye was stunned for a moment, looked at the man in white for a long time, and asked, "Master, listen to the music...... Do you want to teach him back the ability of this Ru Yan family's 'Xiao language'?"

Duanmu Xiaoxian was silent for a moment and nodded. Lin Feng fluttered lightly, and smelled the man in white: "It won't be long before he will know his life experience." I don't say it, and I don't mean to hide it from him, I just let it be. Duanmu Xiaoxian calmly looked into the distance: "He himself slowly knows, like a thin stream of water, it is the most appropriate for him." It's just that even a thin stream of water will run out. At that time, he will be familiar with the skills of the Ru Yan family, and he will have the responsibility to inherit them. Duanmu Xiaoxian's hair hung lightly, and he said lightly: "At that time, I won't blow this flute again." ”

Ye Luye nodded, and then frowned between his eyebrows for a long time, but he couldn't help but say: "But I heard Master blow this flute, although the tune is the same as it, but the love tone is very different." ”

Duanmu Xiaoxian sighed slightly, nodded his head, and said, "You say." ”

Ye Luye was silent for a moment, and said: "The flute played by the master is empty in the sound, like a floating shadow, falling like a cloud scattered and the wind is annihilated, empty and quiet, light and peaceful, far and cold, without human compassion and sorrow. She thought about it for a long time, and then said: "And back then, Lu'er still remembered that when Ru Yanxiao played, the sound of Xiao Yu entered her ears, and her heart couldn't help but feel his sadness and desolation. It is both sad and cold, and there is a faint and unspeakable pain...... "Ye Luye thought about it, and his eyes were confused: "When the disciple thinks back at this moment, he actually feels that there is a strong affection in the sound of the flute, and it is extremely intense, but it is silent. ”

Duanmu Xiaoxian was stunned.

Ye Luye said again: "The disciple doesn't understand the rhythm of music, he just speaks by heart, mostly by feeling, and doesn't know right or wrong. ”

Duanmu Xiaoxian nodded, speechless for a while.

The withered leaves of the bamboo forest are scattered, far and near, light and cold.

Several green and yellow dead leaves suddenly fell from Duanmu Xiaoxian's shoulders and hair, and the surroundings were quiet for a moment.

"Master. Dinner is ready, and the disciple pushes you back to the hospital. Ye Luye said indifferently, and stretched out his hand to brush off the dead leaves on the man in white. "In addition, since you came out of the battle the day before yesterday, you have said very little except to blow this flute song. The disciple dared to ask the master, is there anything ominous about the heavenly revelation that Qingyun Jian should respond to this time?"

Ye Luye reached out and helped the person on the stone into the chair, and asked with a twisted eyebrow.

Duanmu Xiaoxian sat in a wooden wheelchair with her, neither speaking nor responding.

Ye Luye said again: "If the world is restless, the master is just a spectator, and it is probably in vain if he is too worried...... Opening Qingyun Jian consumes the inner element, and it takes a few years to have a spare strength, and the master can no longer rest assured. ”

When Duanmu Xiaoxian heard this, he had to sigh: "Due to fate, fate dictates." You're right, there's nothing you can do for the teacher. ”

Ye Luye looked indifferent and pushed the man in white towards the frosty courtyard.

The sideburns are light frost, like fine snow, and in white clothes and black hair, indifferent as smoke.

A faint sadness appeared between the eyebrows of the person on the chair: "Wu Yuegong loses...... East China Sea Qing'e ...... These two families, as a teacher, can't help them anything, disaster is imminent, survival or failure, it is up to them. ”

Ye Luye was speechless when he heard this, thought about it, twisted his eyebrows and said: "The great cause of the Sacrificial Sword Mountain Zhuangjia is big, and it should not be easy to be defeated, and the public loses the ninth place in the Ming Martial Arts List, so he must also have some ability." And Qing'e She doesn't have to worry about the master, the old Fu Yihui is famous in the rivers and lakes, the wind and thunder whip in her hand can be long and short, you can turn into a spear, and the power is more than thunder, there are few opponents, except for the head of the Wu family, Lu'er really can't think of anyone who can match it. ”

Duanmu Xiaoxian quietly looked into the distance and shook his head silently: "Lu'er, it is too arbitrary for you to judge the abilities of others just by virtue of martial arts. Duanmu Xiaoxian's voice turned solemn: "There is no shortage of capable people in this world who are powerless, but can kill people on the left and right, wisdom, strategy, mystery, and strategy, none of which can be taken lightly, sometimes used to the extreme, but it is more dangerous than martial arts." At this point, Duanmu Xiaoxian was cold between his eyebrows: "Don't forget, in the eyes of people in the rivers and lakes, being a teacher is also a person who doesn't know martial arts at all." ”

Ye Luye twisted his eyebrows: "That's because the master disdains to use force with people." ”

Duanmu Xiaoxian sighed: "It's not disdainful, but it's not necessary." She said: "Wen Ke is clear, Wu Ke is safe, and when it is used, it can be used, neither of which can be ignored." Lu'er, you don't pay attention to the defense, you don't take the text into your heart, the next day is afraid that you will be in danger in these two places, Master hopes that you can be vigilant. ”

Ye Luye was quiet for a moment, and replied silently: "Yes." ”

Duanmu Xiaoxian had to sigh again.

"Five years to ......"

When the chair shaft turned slightly, Duanmu Xiaoxian suddenly muttered softly, and his voice was extremely soft, as if he was talking to himself.

The man in green didn't hear the truth, pushed the chair forward, and only said: "Xiaolan has entered Jingzhou, and he will return to the valley in a few days." ”

The man in white bowed his head slightly, and said no more.

……

Outside the boundaries of Xuzhou.

"Little brother!" Ah Yue swept over and raised her hand to take Fu Yihui's angry palm, and the internal force of the two compartments collided, and the girl in red took a few steps back with a white face. was held by Guo Xiaoyu.

Fu Yihui's eyes flashed with surprise. This female doll was able to take her own palm, and her martial arts skills were really not low.

The person with a pale cyan figure looked at Ah Yue for a moment, and then raised his head and said to Fu Yihui: "The younger generation has a little medical skills, or he can prolong her life for a moment." At this time, blood gushed from the woman's mouth, her eyes were half-closed, and she saw that she was about to die, but she was still firmly grasping Fu Yihui's sleeve, obviously she had something to say, but she was powerless.

The resentment in Fu Yihui's eyes could not be hidden, and the hand strength hanging on the woman's dantian was not reduced, but she kept shaking.

The woman's hand on Fu Yihui's sleeve had gradually loosened and fell weakly.

But he was suddenly grasped by Yun Xiaoyi, "I also asked the seniors to input internal force into her Neiguan acupoint, and the juniors used silver needles to pierce the ferry to help her wake up." Yan Bi reached out and took out a porcelain bottle from his arms, poured out dozens of vermilion pills, crushed them into pieces, and poured them on the wound on the woman's chest.

The woman groaned very weakly=, and her fingers that had fallen to the ground moved again. Several people saw that the bloody wound on her chest was sprinkled with red powder, and then it coagulated into a lump of flesh and blood at a speed visible to the human eye, and the blood immediately stopped.

Fu Yihui's face changed, she took the woman's hand and did not hesitate to input internal force into her Neiguan acupoint, raised her head and showed hope in her manic eyes, staring at Yun Xiao tightly: "You can save her, right?! You save her! You save her, my mother doesn't care about you anything! Please save her!"

The young man in Tsing Yi was shocked, he didn't expect Fu Yihui's sudden change, because this seriously injured woman actually used the word "ask" for one of his juniors in an instant, and his heart was touched for a moment, and he couldn't help but feel sorry.

Yun Xiao immediately took out a cloth bag from his arms, spread it out on the grass with a flick of his hand, reached out and took five silver needles and held them between his fingers, and probed the woman's neck vein with the other hand, and threw five silver needles into the woman's left chest with a flick of his wrist. Several people saw that when the silver needle pierced, there seemed to be an invisible force rippling like water, straight into the depths of the woman's heart, and the woman's chest immediately rose and fell. The person in Tsing Yi took five more needles and shot them into the women's court, Yintang, and the double acupoints behind the ears, and the last needle pierced the tiger's mouth point in the woman's right hand, stabbing very deeply.

The man on the ground trembled all over his body, and then his five fingers clenched suddenly, and released for a moment, while his chest rose and fell rapidly. The woman's face showed a look of suppressed pain, and after a while, she opened her eyes with great difficulty, and looked at Fu Yihui with a pant...... Shelao ......"

"Xiao Wu!" Fu Yihui was extremely frightened, her losing hand trembled, and she said in pain: "What happened, who hurt you!"

The corners of the woman's eyes were wet again, and she said softly: "Shelao took Gong'e's twenty sisters to chase the man in black, and our ten sisters of Daoshu followed Shelao's orders, and held the sword to become the Jiugong Tianhe taught by the housekeeper...... Wait for the old man to come back...... But ......" said this, the woman's hand unconsciously clenched and shook slightly: "Someone...... Break into the formation...... Walk to the heart of the battle...... Kill Xiao Ji Xiao Geng...... she burst into tears and sobbed: "Array...... The array was in chaos...... A group of men in black poured over...... Like the living dead...... You can't kill no matter how you kill it...... Head...... The head fell off...... Can still move......" There was a snow-white horror on her face, and the woman burst into tears: "Just like the owner said...... It is a group of people who lose and move...... Be...... Shadow...... Shadow Network ......" The woman said this, obviously she had exhausted her spare strength, and she heard the "stab" sound of Fu Yihui's left arm sleeve, and she was actually pulled apart by the woman, the woman gasped several times, gritted her teeth and said: "Xiaowu is incompetent...... Sisters of Qing'e She...... It was protected by the lord and the elder...... Xiao Wu...... Xiao Wu Xian...... Let's go first......" The aftermath was not finished, the blood in her mouth was gushing like a spring, the woman closed her eyes very slowly, and as soon as her five fingers loosened, she finally let go of the hand that was tightly gripping Fu Yihui's sleeve. His hands fell to the ground, the forest wind blew, and for a moment it was extremely quiet.

Fu Yihui's eyes were red, holding the woman's wrist in her palm and still inputting internal force for it, Yun Xiao couldn't bear to say: "She is dead, please mourn her seniors." ”

"Aren't you able to save her?!" Fu Yihui suddenly shouted: "The blood has stopped!Why don't you save her?!You blame me for wanting to kill you before, so I refused?!!

"Senior, you can't guess like this!" Ah Yue stepped forward and blocked between Yun Xiao and Fu Yihui, obviously afraid that Fu Yihui would suddenly make a move on the young man again: "Little brother is not that kind of person...... I robbed him of such a precious sword and injured him, and he didn't bother with me...... I'm sure he would, if he could. ”

"Kill in the air. The plain-clothed woman who had been standing quietly spoke at this time, her voice was still so unhurried: "The silver needle has already turned purple, and the wound has been killed by the poisonous Yan that sees blood into the bones, she can delay so far, it is already commendable, if you want not to die, it is really embarrassing." Guo Xiaoyu looked at Fu Yihui lightly and said, "You have been giving her dantian strength before, if it weren't for Yun Xiao Gongzi to stop it, and change it to Neiguan Acupoint to vent her internal strength, I'm afraid this child would have died faster." ”

"What are you talking about!" Fu Yihui stared at the plain-clothed woman with a pale face.

Guo Xiaoyu only pointed to the silver needles on Xiao Wu's body that had already turned purple: "This poison and this injury, even if Duanmu Divine Doctor is here, he will not be able to return to the sky, let alone Yun Xiao Gongzi, who has just entered the rivers and lakes?" Guo Xiaoyu's eyes showed three points of soft color, looked at Fu Yihui and said: "He can continue this woman's life for a moment, it is beyond my expectations, Elder Fu is far from being a person who does not know right and wrong, but he is extremely sad and sad for a while, so he can't help but blame him, and we can also understand." ”

Fu Yihui was shocked, painful and angry, her eyes swept over the silver needles that were indeed poisonous and had turned dark purple, and then looked at the plain-clothed woman with a pale face, her heart was angry and sad, anger and resentment were all in her words, and she was even more angry and sad for a while, but she couldn't say a word of rebuttal.