Night!

Yue Qinghan returned to Muling Pavilion, returned to the room, and sat down to rest. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Yintai!"

A woman came up with a cloth bag and placed it on a round table.

"This is the Wind Lord asked me to hand you a cloth bag, and a letter!"

"Hmmm! Breeze, go down and rest! ”

"Yes!" The breeze walked out of the door and closed the door smoothly, and Yue Qinghan opened the letter and read it.

Qinghan:

When you see this letter, the teacher has left the Sword Pavilion and continues to wander the world, the teacher can do back to the lonely wind sword search, but can not be back to the master of the wind, these ten years, not only ignore the Sword Pavilion, but also cause a lot of trouble, for the teacher to be ashamed of the Sword Pavilion, you greet the senior brother and sister on behalf of the teacher, and the green jaw, Brother Gu, the Sword Pavilion will rely on you in the future, the cloth bag is the holy flower of the Zhuoxi Sword Sect, Yayan Hualien, it is helpful to the three yin reverse veins of the green jaw, it can be cured, you know the medical theory, know how to use, the flowering period is seven days, Deal with it as soon as possible, the cloth wrapped yarn can cover the Xianhua of the holy flower, do not open it before use, so as not to leak the Xianhua and be coveted, remember!

Master Lonely Wind Sword Searching for Words!

"Isn't Yayan Hualien withered? Why is it still there? But Shizun will never joke about this, just tomorrow! Find Mu and Senior Brother Long to guard the Muling Pavilion! Yue Qinghan looked at the cloth bag and thought for a while, read the letter again from the beginning, then burned it, and then put the cloth bag next to the bedside pillow.

In the quiet cave, the light of the fire flickered, the burning branches made a faint popping sound, and two identical figures, one lying on the ground, slept quietly. One sat across from him, looking at the firelight and fiddling with firewood.

Syllable!

A popping sound of firewood, Ye Shuang'an, who was lying on the ground, twitched his fingers, and slowly woke up, the biting cold in his body made him shiver with cold, and he felt a burst of warmth on the right, so he stood up sideways and looked to the right, a shaking fire, and behind the fire sat a person who was exactly the same as himself.

"Who are you?" Ye Shuang'an's trembling voice was weak.

"Who are you?" The seated figure replied coldly.

"Why should I... Will it be here? Who are you? Ye Shuang'an tried hard to sit up, but he was physically exhausted and lay down again.

"I'm your shadow, you're dying, I'll take over your life!" The voice on the other side was still cold.

"I don't believe it! You are talking nonsense! I'm not going to die, and I'm going to get Yayan Hualien to meet Arlinn! Ye Shuang'an lay down again in defeat.

"You're dying, and you still want to see her? Is she really that important to you? Ye Shuang'an, who was sitting, looked at the firelight without taking his eyes off the fire.

"Aren't you my shadow? Don't you have feelings for Arlinn? Don't you want to see her? Ye Shuang'an's emotions slowly became excited, and he asked the cold self opposite, and gradually became angry.

"Yes!"

"Then hurry up and get back Yayan Hualien!"

"Where do you take it from?"

"It should be in the Cangmi Sword Pavilion, the flower is bright red as blood, constantly spitting light red fairy energy, it is easy to identify!"

"I hope you'll be alive when I come back!" The cold Ye Shuang'an stood up and slowly walked out of the cave.

"I want to see what kind of woman can make him work so hard, is she beautiful? Is it gentle and considerate? Well? Yayan Hualien! Cangmi Sword Pavilion! ”

The cold figure gradually disappeared into the night sky.

Late at night!

The moon is bright and the stars are scarce, the cold wind is sparse, the snow melts, the earth is restored to a pitch black, a gorge on the mountainside in the north of the city, there is a majestic archway between the two mountains, and four vigorous big characters are reflected in the faint moonlight - Cangmi Sword Pavilion!

"Cangmi Sword Pavilion! Enter! ”

A figure dressed in black and wearing an overlord mask paused under the archway and stepped in quickly.

The gorge road is wide and winding, there are occasional tile pavilions on the road, four forks stand with road signs, the right side of the sword casting platform and the sparse smoke Jing platform, the left side is the Qing Xitian and the Muling Pavilion, and then there is a staircase, there is a small archway under the stairs, and the Cangmi Sword Hall is engraved on it.

The masked man strode on the stairs, the top of the stairs is a platform, on both sides of the platform is an elegant pavilion, in front of it is a pool, a stone platform rises from the ground in the upper left corner of the pool, there is a mighty stone unicorn standing on the platform, it looks more vigorous in the moonlight, there is a small bridge on the pool, on the other side of the bridge is a staircase, above the stairs is a majestic treasure hall, the treasure hall is brightly lit, the masked man approached the door, and he could vaguely hear someone talking inside.

"Tana, I heard that the Wind Lord came back today, do you know?"

"I heard!"

"What kind of person is he, is he amazing? You grew up in the Sword Pavilion since you were a child, and you are the young master who built the platform, you must know! ”

"Hmmm! Ten years ago, when I was only five years old, I heard that the Wind Lord was the number one master of the Sword Pavilion, and he was even more powerful than the Pavilion Master and his wife, and then Jiantai Hua fell seriously ill according to the appointment, so he left the Sword Pavilion with Jiantai in his arms, and I haven't seen him since,"

"And what about him now? Is it still that powerful? ”

"Hard to say! The current Yintai is his apprentice! Cun Feng, keep a good vigil! It's all because of you that we're keeping a vigil today, and I don't want to keep watch again tomorrow night! ”

"Oh!"

The two young men in white walked and talked as they looked elsewhere.

The masked man saw the opportunity to enter, jumped onto the beam, and looked down on the entire hall.

There is a huge sword inserted in the main hall of the main hall, the sword body is engraved with the seven characters of "Heaven and Earth Monarch and Teacher's Grace", there are five statues of gods in front of the sword, the center is the Taoist Laozi, followed by the first saint Confucius on both sides, the ancestor of the craftsman loses, Soma Bole and the sword Ou Yezi, the statue is under the altar, the top is full of tribute, there is a large incense burner in front of the stage, and there is a light smoke floating on it. On both sides of the main hall are shelves with swords of all kinds and other weapons.

The masked man looked at it carefully, but found nothing, so he jumped down and left the sword hall and headed to the right.

Within half a moment, the masked man came to a courtyard, the courtyard under the moonlight was full of smoke, and there was a warmth like spring, on a pavilion on the left, the lights were bright, and a strange fragrance was faintly wafting, and the masked man jumped up lightly and watched through the window.

There were dozens of oil lamps in the room, forming a large circle, and in the circle sat a white-haired man, leaning on a golden figure in his arms, and a voice sounded in the masked man's head.

"Friends! There are no rare antiques in the Sword Pavilion, if you are looking for a sword, please go to the Sword Palace, if you are a reference, please be early tomorrow, She will definitely welcome it, come and go lightly, and disturb the tranquility of the Sword Pavilion in a hurry! ”

"Not here either!" The masked man jumped onto the roof of the house and tried to change places to look for it, but was knocked unconscious by a sword aura and fell silently outside the wall.

"Naughty!"

"What's wrong?"

"It's okay! Mosquitoes only! Go to sleep! ”

"Mengjun! Why did you say that Senior Brother Feng returned to the Sword Pavilion and had to leave again! ”

"He's back! It means that his love is over! He's gone! It means that he is about to step into love again! Dream Heart! Sleep in peace! There are so many things in the world that can't be changed, so let it be! ”

"Hmm!"

The Sword Pavilion regained its tranquility.