In front of Su Fanyu's tomb, a bunch of people stood. The wind blew on the desolate mountain, and the clouds changed their faces, and with a few sneezes in succession, the fire that burned paper money was extinguished.

Lan Cangyan personally made a simple wooden board as a stele, but the words were inscribed with red lacquer, as if they were in a blood oath.

Yes, he wants revenge, even though he has never loved her, but has been loved by her for so many years. Orange Yan said that the enemy is the princess of Dawuzong, so the ashes of the princess of the sect must be scattered on her grave to protect the flowers on the grave.

Lan Cangyan turned his head and asked, "Traceless, master, where are you going?" ”

Ling Wuxian no longer held the folding fan in a hurry, but changed to something else-a sword. Since I have seen An Lingliuyu's swordsmanship, I suddenly feel that my yin and yang palm kills people too much, and I love to hurt myself, it is not as chic and neat as the sword, a personable person like him is like a hero with a sword.

Before he saw An Ling Liuyu, he always felt that he and Lan Cangyan were the first beautiful men, of course, because he respected Lan Cangyan as a master and allowed him to be ranked alongside him. "It's a martial arts conference in a few days, and I haven't seen Senior Brother and Sang Yu for a long time."

"Of course, the teacher is going around, and when the time comes, don't forget to collect my body where this old bone is poured." After speaking, as soon as he whistled, the pink crane not far away came. "Take care, remember to pick up the girl from the Zenye Temple."

Lan Cangyan nodded, "Master, take care too!" ”

"Little Housheng, your martial arts are so powerful, it's a pity not to go to the martial arts conference to teach those martial arts righteous ways who sell their reputations."

An Lingliu had no ambition to do so, and when he fell into the cave, sword training was boring, and wearing these top hats on his head would only make him more tired. "Thank you seniors these days!"

Luo Wanzhou saw that he changed the topic, he was very bored, touched the head of the pink crane and flew away.

Ling Wuxian and Orange Yan and Sister Cheng Lan rushed to the direction of the martial arts conference, leaving An Ling Liuyu and Lan Cangyan alone. Walking in the downtown area, the two of them were silent. When he arrived at the gate of Chanye Temple, An Lingliu hesitated, "Cangyan, you go and take care of her, I won't go." ”

Lan Cangyan stared at him for a long time, didn't say a word, and punched him fiercely, "Are you dizzy, don't you, dare to treat her like this, if she dies, do you think I will let you go?" ”

"Then you kill me." An Ling said calmly, his face was swollen, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding.

"Do you think you can apologize for your sins when you die? That's what you did to her! After saying that, he gave him another punch. An Ling Liuyu fought back this time, "Then you tell me, what should I do now, do you think she will want to see me?" ”

The two switched positions again and swollen the other half of his face, "Unproductive man, aren't you a beauty who has countless debts?" Don't you pity the jade? Only so cruel to her, do you think you yourself are Guanyin Master? What does it matter to you about someone else's death, no matter what she does, whether it is right or wrong, you can only stand on her side forever! ”

An Ling Liuyu exhaled deeply, "Cangyan, don't you love her?" Take her away and fly high. ”

"Say it again!" Lan Cangyan stared at him coldly.

"Can't you?"

"If she is willing to go, I will accompany her to the ends of the earth."

He had only said such sensational words to one person. He believed that he only loved that one person, but when she appeared in his life, all the rules would be out of order. The moment the sword plunged into her body, his head was blank, and his life was a stagnant pool when he found that he could no longer find her.

"Then you can wait for her to go." After he finished speaking, he turned around and left without looking back, this time, Lan Cangyan did not stop him. He knew that he also loved Ziluo, but not as much as himself, and his feelings could not be imposed on him.

In any case, feelings are a matter of two people, even if you love again, you have to respond to her to be love.

The midday sun is always scorching, and the mountain is a road made of rocks, and there is a river at the bottom of the mountain, and the water is so clear that if there are fish passing by, passers-by can catch it to satisfy their hunger. There was no bridge over the river, but there were a few large rocks that protruded, forming a natural "bridge" in one jump. "Some of the rocks have moss on them, and if you are not careful, you will fall into the river.

He carried a slender silver sword on his back, and when he passed by this "river", he scraped off all the moss on it, because not everyone knew martial arts, and this road was the only way to get to the boundary capital. After crossing the river and going up the mountain, there was a straw hut where he rested, and there was an old man who had been here for nearly thirty years, and lived alone in a thatched hut, not afraid of wind and rain. He dug a very deep well, and halfway up the mountain, in order to quench the thirst of passers-by, there were several vegetable gardens at the foot of the mountain, which he had opened himself.

"Yang Shaoxia, are you going to the martial arts conference again?" Seeing him, the old man was very surprised.

Yang Yuanhua hugged his fists and saluted, "Uncle, I'll use the excuse to drink water!" ”

"Okay!" After saying that, he brought a pot of water running with mint leaves, and the boiling water was already cool, so he didn't have to worry about getting sick or scalding him. Yang Yuanhua is actually a person who loves wine, but this mint tea is only drunk once a year, which is really rare. "Uncle, chrysanthemums are added to this tea?"

He smiled and nodded, "I was left after drying it last year, but I didn't expect it to have this taste when I entered the tea." ”

After a while, a group of people came down the mountain, led by a young man in brocade robes, probably a newborn calf who was not afraid of tigers, and went to the martial arts conference at a young age, Yang Yuanhua did not underestimate him, but his weapons were too eye-catching. A long three-pronged fork, each tip is shining, the dark blue handle, and the fork resembles three petals, with red petal patterns inside.

As soon as the young man sat down, another middle-aged man came, and as soon as he sat down, he laughed at it in every way. "In these years, even children who have not dried up can go to the ring to fight."

When the young man's entourage heard this, he knew that he was secretly talking about his son-in-law, so he scolded: "If you have ambitions, you are not old, and some people have not entered the top three after playing in the ring for 20 years." ”

Legend has it that he practiced on the night of the full moon, and was famous for killing wolves since he was a child, calling himself a wolf hunter. As the valley master of the Wolf Ape Valley, he was not very famous in the rivers and lakes, until one day those wolves were afraid of him, and the wolves of the Wolf Ape Valley became his subordinates and let him dispatch him, which gave him the name of the human face wolf. Martial arts are not good, but he is ruthless, there is a steel claw on his left hand, and he only digs out his heart when he kills, and his wolf heart is a wolf heart and dog lungs.

Deng Xu was annoyed and ashamed, hooked his left hand, and was blocked by the young man, "Seniors, please don't be impatient, the juniors are still young, and there is no way to teach, and I hope that the seniors will open the net!" He poured a cup of mint tea on his table for Deng Xuchou himself.

Deng Xu was worried about seeing that this hairy boy was a person who knew the times, and he didn't care, he picked up the teacup to drink, Yang Yuanhua's sword was out of the sheath, and shot straight at the wine glass, the wine glass shattered to the ground, the tea foamed, and everyone was shocked, "Poisonous!" ”

The boy marveled at his swordsmanship, which he could shoot such a small cup of tea, but he was even more annoyed that he was nosy.

"Hmph, looking for death?" Deng Xuchou couldn't help but start fighting.

That young man is a famous family after the Imperial Village, and the Imperial Village is a place dedicated to the emperor's relatives, so their disciples' weapons are mainly battlefield weapons, such as this improved trident.

After only a few moves, Deng Xuchou had the upper hand, and the young man not only made it convenient, but also his strength should not be underestimated. Seeing that Deng Xuchou was about to be injured by him, Yang Yuanhua blocked him, "Although it was Senior Deng who was rude first, the young man also had to be forgiving and forgiving!" ”

"Who are you who dare to meddle in the affairs of this king?"

Listening to his tone, it was Mo Wenqian, the fourth prince of Chiyan. He is the only prince who has entered the imperial village, and he was born in the royal family since he was a child, and his status is prominent, how can he take the initiative to sue for peace after being insulted?

"This senior Deng once showed kindness to me, and I saved his life."

"I'm afraid that you are a mud bodhisattva crossing the river, and it will be difficult to protect yourself." He chuckled contemptuously.

Yang Yuanhua saw that he was young and frivolous, so he tried his martial arts routines.

After ten moves, Mo Wenqian still didn't get close to him, and he couldn't help but be a little anxious for quick success, and became more and more ruthless. As soon as Yang Yuanhua's sword came out of its sheath, the trident was picked aside. Yang Yuanhua put away the sword, Mo Wenqian stayed in place, it turned out that it was really as the master said, there is a sky outside the sky, and there are people outside the people, even if he wins everyone in the imperial village, he may not be able to enter the martial arts alliance master ring.

Deng Xuchou clapped his hands on the side, "Yang Daxia's swordsmanship has improved again, and he deserves to be the number one sword in the world." ”

"A few tricks are not enough to worry about, but the world is overrated."

It turned out to be Yang Yuanhua, who was known as the first sword of Yang in 100 steps, no wonder he was not his opponent, Mo Wenqian looked at this person angrily, dressed in tatters and smelled of wine, but let him make a fool of himself in public.

"If the Seventh Prince can still be obsessed with martial arts at my age, he will definitely be ten times stronger than Yang." He didn't have any talent, but he loved to study hard.

"Hmph, this king doesn't need you to pretend." After that, he led a group of people down the mountain again.

"Thank you Yang Daxia for saving your life!" Deng Xu said with shame.

"Senior Deng can deliver wine in front of Yang's ring, what is this life-saving grace?"

With that, the two laughed. He is neither a decent nor an evil sect, but he never despises anyone and is not an enemy of any side. Wulin's grievances, just let Wulin solve them, all he wants is to stay out of the matter and be at ease. A pot of wine, a silver sword, walking all over the world without feeling lonely.

The old man came to change a pot of tea for Deng Xuchou again, and then said to Yang Yuanhua: "Although the young man saved people, he also offended people, and I am afraid that he will inevitably be in trouble in the future." ”

"Let's talk about the troubles in the future later, and keep the troubles in the future in mind now, won't there be many happy days?"

The old man laughed, this kind of bold person, not pretentious, not shy away from the world, is what he admires the most. That's why he's willing to stay here all the time and make him a pot of mint tea every year. Even if he left this place, there was nothing he wanted to do, so why not make it a pursuit until he died?

This novel comes from reading books