The two of them were bored in Yingyue's room for a while, and Xiong Lan suddenly pushed open the door and came back, holding his Tianxia Yun in his hand, panting.

Xiao Lou immediately sat up, his big eyes full of curiosity.

"Come, Ah Yue, compare whether your knife is better or mine!"

Ying Yue also looked excited, turned over and picked up the knife and walked into the courtyard with Xiong Lan.

Xiao Lou rolled his eyes and followed.

Yingyue's yard is barren, there is no grass and no flowers, only a half-dead old tree in a corner, a few days ago the night wind, blowing the crown of the tree, the roots of the tree uprooted, even more withered.

Xiong Lan played with a knife flower, and the cold light skimmed over the courtyard, as if the wind was blowing, and a few dead leaves fell slowly.

He raised his long knife and made a starting gesture, the tip of the knife pointed at Yingyue, "Come on." ”

The black knife was surprisingly light, and Yingyue cautiously used the knife to protect it in front of him. His sword skills have always been inferior to Xiong Lan.

"Ah Yue, don't be cowardly, go up and beat him!" Xiao Lou jumped to the side and shouted.

The girl's urging seemed to be a supreme order, and Yingyue roared in a low voice and said, "Ah Lan be careful!" ”

He slammed his feet on the ground, and his figure burst out.

The two knives struck each other, and a string of sparks exploded.

Xiong Lan let out a "huh" and drew his knife and retreated.

He said strangely, the clouds in the world are famous blades in the world, and the hardness is extraordinary, but this black knife of unknown origin does not fall behind in the confrontation.

But he still has confidence in the hand of the world, this is the knife that has accompanied him since childhood, and he knows all its advantages and disadvantages.

The sound of knives roared, and the two of them had passed dozens of moves unconsciously, Xiong Lan intended to let Yingyue, but Yingyue was still defeated.

Xiao Lou was afraid that the world would not be chaotic, so he covered his mouth and laughed: "Ah Yue, you are too weak!" Xiong Lan, down with him! Come on! ”

She shook her fists.

Xiong Lan forced Yingyue back with a knife, looked at the girl's bright smile, and also smiled.

Suddenly, a spark fell into Yingyue's heart.

His heart ached, and he knew that the smile was nothing, but he couldn't help but get angry.

Are you so happy that he beat me?

I got to know you first, I accompany you when you are sad, I can watch the moon blow the evening breeze with you at the risk of being caught on the Wangxi Pavilion, obviously ...... I'm the one who deserves your smile the most!

Unspeakable anger swept through his heart, he roared, the black knife in his hand slashed through all the distance between him and Xiong Lan, piercing all barriers, he pounced, the blade straight to Xiong Lan's throat.

The black knife seemed to light up, and a fanatical aura came to his heart from the hand holding the knife, and someone seemed to raise his hands and cheer:

"Kill!"

Xiong Lan was caught off guard and was knocked down by Yingyue.

Tianxia Yun was in his throat at the last moment, Xiong Lan's face was pale, Yingyue's face was extremely hideous at the moment, clinging to him, his breathing could be heard, and even a few drops of saliva hung down from the corners of his distorted mouth.

Xiong Lan suddenly thought of Zhu Daiyu, who went crazy in the restaurant that day.

"Ah Yue! See clearly, it's me, Xiong Lan! ”

Xiao Lou seemed to be stunned, she was stunned for a long time, Yingyue's strength seemed to increase suddenly, Xiong Lan gritted her teeth, but the clouds still pressed down a little bit.

The goose-yellow shirt appeared in Xiong Lan's eyes, and he was out of breath, so he could only helplessly stretch out his hand towards the color.

Xiao Lou pulled Yingyue by the hand, but the young man was panting at the moment, his eyes were red, and he was completely no longer gentle and easy-going.

"Ah Yue!"

Xiao Lou screamed, tears rolling down involuntarily, she was suddenly afraid that the young man in front of her would cease to exist like this.

The body has not changed, but the heart is different.

Xiong Lan felt the weight on his hands suddenly lighten, and he kicked out in a panic, Yingyue was kicked over, and he clutched his throat and got up.

He coughed violently twice, and a crimson mark on his neck was shocking.

Ying Yue sat on the ground for a while, he suddenly shuddered, his eyes gradually returned to clear, he looked down and saw the black knife in his hand, exclaimed, and threw it out.

The black knife fell to the ground, and a lament sounded.

"Little ...... Xiaolou, I ......"

"Yingyue! What are you doing! Xiao Lou pouted, his eyes were red, and tears rolled down.

After she said this, she deliberately didn't look at Yingyue, turned around and asked about Xiong Lan's condition with concern.

Leaving Ying Yue aside.

Ying Yue knew that he had done something wrong, so he stood dumbfounded, peeking at the black knife on the ground from time to time.

As he gripped it, the heavens and the earth fell silent.

There was only the person who wanted to kill in front of him, and a little dissatisfaction was infinitely magnified, like a flame blown by the wind. The seeds of hatred take root and sprout, break through the ground, and grow strong in an instant, and the branches and leaves turn into swords, and if they do not kill, they will be pierced.

Xiong Lan got out of Xiao Lou's inquiry, and as soon as he walked in front of Ying Yue, Xiao Lou chased after him again, dragging Xiong Lan out the door, and didn't forget to throw Ying Yue an angry look.

"Ah Yue, I don't blame you!" Xiong Lan only had time to say that before he was dragged out of the door, and he could vaguely hear the quarrel between him and Xiaolou.

But that's also far away.

The wind really rose, and the dead trees were hula.

Ying Yue sat on the ground, not knowing what to do, or even what to think.

A splash of cold water was sprinkled on Zhu Daiyu's face, and the cold made him wake up slowly.

This is not the first time he has woken up from the darkness of his coma, the last time it seemed to be in front of him, the man in black handed him a black knife, it was the world-famous Xuanyan, that man ......

Fox!

"This time I woke up a little slower."

Zhu Daiyu's eyes widened and he looked at the man in front of him in surprise.

Familiar faces, familiar voices.

"Shizi, the sword was given to you, but it is your honor. But I am disappointed that you failed to complete the task, and so am the knife. ”

He put the knife and the man on the same level.

Zhu Daiyu was stunned for a moment, then gritted his teeth randomly and said angrily: "You have a good idea!" No one was killed, but I was arrested, you say, what now? ”

When he woke up, he had already examined his surroundings, it was the familiar table and chair, this was in his own courtyard, and even the flowers on the table were planted by him.

The only difference was that he was tightly bound to the bed with a rope, and there was a food plate next to the bed, and he licked his teeth, and there was a smell of umami, apparently, he had eaten with the help of others when he was unconscious. It's just that the rope that binds him is a little tight, which makes him feel a little uneasy.

"Your Highness, you don't seem to have heard me clearly. I'm very disappointed with the knife," Hu Yan gestured with a gesture of holding the knife, "disappointed, it means that you have taken measures and lived up to my expectations, I never do useless work, maybe you don't know." ”

"What...... What do you mean? Zhu Daiyu stared at the fox Yan's expression, the more the smile on his face grew, the more difficult it was to suppress the uneasiness in his heart, and finally the fox Yan walked towards him slowly, he tried his best to struggle, but he didn't know what material the rope was, and he couldn't keep struggling.

"Don't, don't come closer! Give me one more chance, give me another Xuan, and I'll definitely be able to ......"

"Where do people have so many opportunities in their lives, if they miss once, there will be no next time."

"Fox, you dare! I am the son of Gou Wu, thousands of miles of Jiangdong is my family's ancestral business, Gou Wu has a hundred thousand, you ......"

A hand as white as jade covered his mouth, and the fox's eyes narrowed, as if he was smiling, "Sleep well, wake up, everything is over." ”

Zhu Daiyu's widening eyes were full of horror, he whined indistinctly, rolled his eyelids, and lowered his head.

"I finally found the right excuse, and the knife in my hand is really shocking."

When Zhu Daiyu completely lost consciousness, Hu Yan withdrew his hand, he let out a long sigh, and his gaze crossed the roof and didn't know where to go.

"Is that the end of it? Sent the knife out? ”

Lu Jian poured a glass of wine for the person in front of him and asked.

"It seems that I am still not suitable for tricks, I don't have your brains." Fox Yan nodded his head, picked up his wine glass and sniffled, and put it down again, "I've been here for a few days, and my taste has been raised, I really don't know how you live here." ”

"How else can you live?" Lu Jian asked rhetorically.

"At least...... You're the Sect Master, those old fellows......"

"You're thinking too much. The Sect Master of Glowing Confusion is not a big deal for me. ”

Fox Yan pointed at Lu Jian hatefully, and put down his hand weakly.

He found himself unable to contradict the man. Lu Jian really doesn't take Ying Qi seriously, he is nominally the sect master, but no one can see him all year round, when they are bumping around on the grasslands of the Northern Wilderness to lobby in all directions, Lu Jian is sitting peacefully on the noble seat of the Yanjing Forbidden Palace to teach the prince.

"Gou Wu Hou Shizi, what are you going to do with him?" Lu Jian took a sip of wine and asked seemingly casually.

"If you have an idea, just say it, don't do that with me."

Lu Jian got the answer, put down the wine glass, and his face became solemn: "You can't kill it." ”

Fox Yan rolled his eyes and said, "I don't need you to say it." ”

"The knife was given away, but the matter is not over yet. Our cowardly boy has not yet mastered the knife, and he still needs our guidance. Are you willing to just let it go? ”

The fox opened his mouth for a long time, and finally said dejectedly: "Okay, it's all up to you." You've said all the good things, what else can I say. ”

Lu Jian got up and walked out, and the fox muttered quietly behind his back: "I really deserve to be the sect master, and my ability to make up nonsense is a model for my generation." ”

The corners of his mouth twitched, and he opened the door and walked out.

A gust of wind blew, the door seemed to ring, Yingyue quickly bounced up from the bed, and rushed out of the door, only to see Xiao Suo.

He sat back helplessly, and for a moment lay on the head of the bed and looked at the moon.

Tonight's moon is bent like a silver bow, and the stars are strings, as if they may be full at any time, and then the invisible arrows will burst out at some point, and those who are hit by the arrows are sad people who admire the moon.

Dayan has the legend of the moon god everywhere, in Yanjing she is called Jingling, in Yunhuang she is famous Shu, compared to the blazing sun, people seem to have a soft spot for the moon, at night the pale golden light gently sprinkles on everyone by the window, help you be happy, understand your sadness, and can also be your wine companion when drunk.

He suddenly remembered the poem that Xiao Lou recited that day.

"The east wind ignores the people in the building, and the court is full of whimpering rain."

No wonder Xiong Lan was surprised, such a sour text really didn't match Liu Xuan's rugged appearance.

Mr. Jiao Xi once taught Ying Yue that poetry is the result of love, and the ruthless have nowhere to find poetry, and the amorous have no intention of looking for poetry.

From these two sentences, which are not good poems, Ying Yue seems to see a Liu Xuan who looks up at the bright moon alone in the middle of the night, with a pot of spirits beside him, a long knife in his hand, he takes a sip of wine and dances the knife once, and the wildness and ambition under the moonlight melt in a misty wine.

I don't know how sad he would have been at that time to write such a sentence.

A pebble suddenly bounced into his window.

Yingyue's heart was about to jump out, and he immediately leaned on the window.

He remembered the scenery of goose yellow falling from the window when he first met Xiao Lou, so he was extremely looking forward to it, grinning irrepressibly, and wanted to call Xiao Lou's name in the next second.

The goose yellow did not appear, and a slender and sturdy figure under the bright moon stood on the edge of the dead tree in the courtyard, still maintaining the posture of catapulting stones in his hands.

Ying Yue rolled her eyes and was about to close the window.

"Don't don't, don't, you're really good, you forget your righteousness!"

Wang Mian took a few steps and grabbed the edge of the window.

"Where's the color? Where does righteousness come from? I don't sleep so late, and I'm looking for a drink? ”

It seems that he has come to Yingyue many times, and after Yingyue finished speaking, he spread his hands, "I came to the wrong place today, there is no wine, and people don't want to play with you, but the moon is good, it's good to look at the moon." ”

Wang Mian laughed twice, jumped out of the window in a flash, and when he turned it back, he actually carried an urn of wine in his hand, and he slapped the mud seal on it with one palm, and the aroma of wine overflowed.

"Look at how boring the moon is, I know that you are not happy today, brother, didn't you come to you." He smiled and looked at Yingyue.

"Don't drink it." Ying Yue shook his head, and after a while, he turned his head again, and asked with a little hesitation: "What about Xiong Lan, didn't you come with you?" ”

Wang Mian knew what he wanted to hear, but unfortunately he shook his head, "With Princess Xiaolou, I guess I'm looking at the moon in Wangxi Pavilion at this time......

After he finished speaking, Yingyue's expression darkened, and he hurriedly said: "It's okay, at least you're still looking at a moon, right......" His voice became smaller and smaller, and in the end he simply shut up.

Ying Yue snatched the wine urn in his arms.

"What?"

"Drink!" Yingyue said viciously.