Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Winter Guest in a Cold Sweat
Yeyang couldn't help but be shocked at the sight of that iconic outfit, according to what he knew about bounty hunters, they had always been in the Three Treasures Hall for nothing, and since they came, it meant what would happen, and what happened depended entirely on their mission or mood
The Xingyun Gong in his body was running rapidly, Yeyang was ready to flee for his life, he didn't know if the princess of the Red Flower Country had issued a mission to let this 'one of the three orphans' appear in his place of residence, and since it had happened, Yeyang could only calm down, make all preparations for life, and asked with a deep frown: "What are you doing here?"
As everyone knows, Zuoqiu Longyi, who was a great threat to him in his eyes, felt extremely depressed the moment he saw his appearance, which reminded him of a person who made him so awe-inspiring and afraid, but he didn't show it, and the trace of strangeness in his eyes quickly disappeared
It's just that his back is already full of cold sweat, and he said softly: "Princess Honghua asked me to tell you that after three months, go to Wangcheng Zidu to find her, and she will give you all the citrine you want, and she also said that you hid too well, so she searched for half a year." ”
"Well, thank you seniors for coming to tell me. Yeyang nodded and replied
But his spirit didn't dare to relax, staring closely at the white figure on the roof, for him at the fifth order of the spirit body, it was easy for Zuoqiu Longyi to kill him, but for some reason, Yeyang had a strange feeling, feeling that he was one level higher, because looking up at his body seemed to be roaring in dissatisfaction, and all pores quickly swallowed the aura
The two looked at each other, and there was a bit of tension for a while, but neither of them acted first
After about a quarter of an hour, Zuoqiu Longyi sighed, took out a sword and sword technique book from the storage bag and threw it towards Yeyang, then turned around and jumped out of the courtyard, leaving a sentence: "Help me take care of Yan'er, I owe you a personal favor." ”
Taking the book and the sword, Yeyang carefully searched the vicinity with his divine sense, and finally relaxed after not finding Zuoqiu Longyi's breath, but he didn't know that the departing Zuoqiu Longyi was really relieved, if he looked at Yeyang for a while, maybe he couldn't hold on and knelt down, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, Zuoqiu Longyi muttered: "Yeyang, is it that..."
Putting the sword engraved with 'Hanshan' on the body of the sword and the book "Six Swords of Hanling" into the storage bag, Yeyang returned to the room and continued to meditate, but there were more ghostly words in his room, and in a flash, a transparent barrier appeared in the room that was difficult to see
...
Far away in the red dust, a woman in a long red dress stood on the top of a snowy mountain in the north, opposite to her was a veiled woman in a long blue dress, but only from the few parts exposed, it could be seen that the two were comparable in appearance
Both of them were silent, but suddenly, the woman in red stretched out her slender jade hand and shot it out of the air
Suddenly, the frost and snow of the entire snow-capped mountain soared away with the palm print, turning into a palmprint that covered the sky and blasted towards the woman in blue, and when the palmprint came to the woman in blue with frost and snow, she also stretched out her palm and slapped it at the frost and snow palm print
In an instant, the two palms collided, and the sky was full of frost and snow
The woman in blue rushed into the exploding frost and snow, and the woman in red seemed to be able to clearly see the every move of the woman in blue through the frost and snow, and she also ran into the frost and snow
It was supposed to be a quiet night, but in the snow-capped mountain forbidden land north of the northern part of Hongchen, a great battle broke out that was enough to shock the world
But even so, no one knows who is fighting, and of course no one knows who wins and who loses, they only know that the day after the snow falls, the Northern Han Palace, which has been hidden in the north for more than 4,000 years, has re-entered the world!
...
The next day, Yeyang patrolled the three men with a wooden knife, and he did not teach them how to use the knife, because according to the three of them, they had only held small wooden knives before that, and even the younger Zeng Ai had only seen others wielding knives and had never touched the knife
Of course, Yeyang won't believe the words of these three little clever ghosts, but if the foundation is really not good, this is also a more severe test for Yeyang, he is different from Yao Fengyu, strictly speaking, Yao Fengyu is an old monster who has lived for hundreds of years, and his disciples are not a thousand but eight hundred, so in comparison, Yeyang is a stunned young man
"Chop, cut, cut, chop, cut, cut, stab!"
With every movement, Yeyang made them roar, perhaps to increase their momentum, or perhaps because they could increase their neatness
On the other side, Zuo Qiuyan walked out of the kitchen, and picked up the wooden sword that was placed at the door of the kitchen with her hands full of soot, and Yeyang also noticed that Zuo Qiuyan went out when he walked to her side, (leaving the three male babies) and said: "Go wash first, and then practice the sword, I have something to give you today." ”
Hearing this, Zuo Qiuyan turned around and walked towards the wellhead on the side
"Chop, cut, cut..."
Returning to the small place where he "practiced" with Zuo Qiu Yan yesterday, I don't know if it was because of Zuo Qiu Longyi's appearance, Yeyang looked at Zuo Qiu Yan who was waiting for him and couldn't help but shake his head: "Don't be so nervous, I just tried your catties yesterday, the facts tell me, you are very good, at least much better than those three people." ”
In the end, Yeyang also turned his head to look at the three male babies with a somewhat aggrieved expression, and although he said so, compared with his childhood, Zuo Qiuyan was still a lot weaker, and Yeyang, who had been thinking all night, finally decided not to compare himself with them when he was a child
took out the sword called "Cold Mountain", handed it to Zuo Qiu Yan, and said, "This sword is called 'Cold Mountain', it is..."
"Thank you, sir!" Before Yeyang finished speaking, Zuo Qiuyan bowed and thanked loudly: "I will definitely study hard!
It doesn't matter if this thank you sounds, what matters is that the three Gu Yun people who are not far away are looking directly at the sword with a delicate scabbard in the hands of Yeyang and Zuo Qiu Yan, as if saliva is about to flow out
"Don't look at it, you will have it too!" Yeyang helplessly said to the three young men who stopped the wooden knives in their hands and looked at them: "Don't continue to practice quickly, don't talk about knives like this, you will be driven out by me sooner or later." ”
Obviously, they all thought that this sword was given to Zuo Qiu Yan by Ye Yang, and it could be explained, but seeing that the three Zuo Qiu Yan who were working hard to practice the sword and their eyes had finally changed, Ye Yang didn't want to explain it anymore, and decided to pray to Ye Yang, who was wrong, in his heart: "Brother Long Yi, I hope you won't beat me in the future if you know the truth!"
Zuo Qiu Yan, who took over the Hanshan Sword, suddenly felt a spiritual power rushing into her body, and that inexplicable spiritual power directly penetrated her meridians, making it directly and very easy to accept the spirit into the body, this scene even Yeyang looked stupid, and Zuo Qiuyan finally laughed, seeing her simple smile, Yeyang couldn't help but chuckle: "Ahem, don't be too happy, quickly sit down cross-legged, and run the exercises to stabilize the meridians!" ”
Hearing this, Zuo Qiuyan hurriedly sat down cross-legged, but after sitting down, she paused, looked up at Yeyang, and said hesitantly: "Sir, I don't know how to run the Great Zhou Tian to stabilize the meridians..."