Chang'an, Huashan.

Although it is the height of summer, the mountain top is cool and breezy, refreshing and pleasant, and even a little chilly, which makes people occasionally shiver.

On a not very steep peak in Huashan, there stands a girl who thinks she is in her prime. The girl was born very delicate, her skin was like cream, her eyes were like stars and moons, especially the high nose bridge and the relatively clear facial lines looked a little exotic. With a tight-fitting beard suit, it makes her have a wild atmosphere.

The girl stood with her hands in her hands, letting the mountain wind mess with the green silk, her slightly pointed chin was gently raised, her dark eyes tried her best to widen, and she stubbornly stared directly at the scorching sun hanging high in the sky, even though the sun had burned her eyes, she still refused to lower her head, and her pretty face was full of persistence and unyielding.

Behind the girl is a maid, slightly younger, and her face is not as bright as the girl. Unlike the stubborn girl, her face was full of distress and worry, frowning from time to time to look at the scorching sun, from time to time to look at the master's tall and slender back, her lips twitched a few times, and finally mustered up her courage and called in a low voice: "Princess-"

"I'm not a princess, don't call me a princess!" The girl in Hufu seemed to be an enraged leopard, and she was suddenly reincarnated and scolded sharply.

The maid trembled with fright, shrunk her neck and took half a step back, and then said in a cautious trembling voice: "Little, miss, it's not early, you should go down the mountain quickly, if you go back late, I'm afraid the prince will be unhappy!" ”

"If he's not happy, am I happy?!" The girl glared fiercely at the somewhat helpless maid, and reprimanded: "Everyone only cares about their own interests, how can anyone care about my life or death?" Do I just want to take a good look at the land that nurtured me and see the sky before leaving?! ”

The girl in the beard roared hysterically, and her mournful voice was a little distorted because of the hoarseness. Her eyes were already a little moist, but she stubbornly tilted her head to prevent the tears of helplessness and cowardice from slipping down.

The maid suddenly panicked, knelt on the ground with a "poof", and said incoherently: "Princess, no, little and miss, I'm sorry, it's all the slave's fault!" ”

The girl in the bearded dress glanced coldly at the trembling maid and then withdrew her gaze, a flash of desolation and pathos in her eyes. The mountains are lush with vegetation and strange rocks, but these can no longer attract the attention of the girl in Hufu, and such a beautiful scenery cannot soothe her sad and cold heart.

How many people envied her noble background in Zhao Wangfu, but now who pities her fate of drifting sorrow.

She hated, resented.

She hated Yu Wenyong, if it weren't for him, how could she have this "princess" title that pushed her into the fire pit; She hated Yang Jian, and without his advice, she might have escaped this catastrophe; She hates her origin even more, if she is just an ordinary person, what does this so-called righteousness have to do with her?

She blamed her father for abandoning herself for the sake of her family and country; She complained to Yang Lihua, if it weren't for her, maybe she would be the one who was by the side of the big hero who defeated Yu Wenyong now; She also complained about happiness and blamed everyone in the world.

But what could she do but resent? Maybe you can get rid of it with a leap and bury your bones in the mountains, forests and deep valleys, but this will bring disaster to the Zhao family. Sometimes, it takes more courage to live than to die.

"God, even if this is my inescapable fate, I will not accept my fate! Yang Jian, send me into the sea of suffering today, and I will definitely send you to hell one day! Rejoice, when I come to Yecheng, I want you to surrender at my feet! ”

Looking at the scorching sun that was gradually sinking in the west, Yuwen Qianjin's eyes suddenly burst out with an unusually bright light, and her pretty face full of cold and murderous intent looked so hideous and terrifying.

"Let's go, let's go down the mountain! I'm going to go to the grassland in a few days, and I haven't seen what the grassland looks like when I'm so old! ”

The maid raised her head in disbelief, and when she saw the evil smile on the corner of Yuwen Qianjin's mouth, she trembled in her heart for no reason. At this moment, she felt that Yuwen's daughter seemed to have changed into a different person, becoming strange to her and even more terrifying.

……

Chang'an City, Yang Guogong's Mansion, martial arts field.

"Master, what do you think of the apprentice's practice? With the current strength of the disciples, can they defeat the happiness of the Qi State? ”

It was a young man in a tight-fitting bearded suit who spoke, although he was only twelve or thirteen years old, but his appearance was quite handsome, especially a pair of black and bright eyes, and his thick eyebrows flew obliquely into his temples, like two sharp swords, faintly with a majestic and murderous aura.

The young man wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead with his left hand and asked a burly gray-robed old man standing three meters in front of him. Although the gray-robed old man was quite tall, the young man stood far away and did not need to look up at him.

Although the gray-robed old man has white hair, his posture is extremely upright, and his strong body fills the gray robe, if you just look at the figure, no one will deny that he is a strong man of the right age. Although the old man's eyes were windy and frosty, they were not cloudy at all, on the contrary, his eyes were very sharp, and ordinary people did not dare to force them.

Hearing the young man's question, the gray-robed old man snorted lightly, stared at the young man with a serious face, opened his big mouth, and his loud voice shook people's eardrums.

"Xiaoying, I handed you the boxing technique, although you are already proficient, but you are still far from achieving success, as for defeating Happy ......" The old man did not continue, but from his expression, the young man still understood what he meant.

The young man raised his eyebrows, held his head high, and said unconvinced: "Master, the strength of the apprentice's arms now is also a thousand jun, and ordinary twenty or thirty strong men can't get close at all, how can they not be so happy?" ”

"Don't be disrespectful, you don't know how thick the sky is!" Before the old man could speak, a clear voice came from a distance, but it was a middle-aged man in a military uniform, with a strange appearance, walking like a dragon, and not angry and arrogant.

"Guogong!"

"Father!"

Seeing the people, the gray-robed old man and the young man saluted one after another, the latter looked in awe, and although the former was respectful, there was no fear on his face.

"Like the third elder, the child is stubborn, thank you for your hard work!" The middle-aged man smiled gently, and returned the salute to the gray-robed old man, and then his eyes fell on the young man, his face suddenly became gloomy, and his tone was very stern: "Ying'er, you have only been practicing kung fu for a few years, and you are so arrogant?!"

Although the happiness is not enough to be weak, but the martial arts are outstanding, don't say that people of the same age have few enemies, even the famous masters in the rivers and lakes are not necessarily his opponents. There is no vanity under the fame, do you think that he can defeat the 300,000 elites of my Great Zhou is all due to luck? If you are always so arrogant and proud, sooner or later you will regret it for the rest of your life! ”

Seeing the anger hidden in the middle-aged man's words, the young man was stunned for a while, although he was still unconvinced in his heart, but he didn't dare to show it on his face. He knew that the name "happy" was a taboo not only for him, but also for the entire Yang Guogong Mansion.

It was the shameless yin thief who defiled her sister and made her drift away and lonely, not only destroying the marriage between the Yang family and the Yuwen family, but also letting herself no longer be taken care of by her sister; It was also he who defeated the 300,000 army of Zhou Lord Yuwen Yong, disgraced the empire, and made his father Yang Jian even more embarrassed.

Why, he's just a lowly mongrel, why did he snatch his sister? Why is he famous all over the world? I am not convinced, I am not convinced! I'm going to beat him, I'm going to kill him!!

The boy hung his head, his teeth clenched, his eyes seemed to breathe fire, and his fists creaked.

Feeling the young man's fluctuating emotions and high-spirited fighting spirit, Yang Jian and Xiang San glanced at each other, and the corners of their mouths were filled with a strange smile, and the former gently patted the young man's shoulder and said: "Xiaoying, you are a natural asset, if you can persevere, one day you will be able to defeat the joy with dignity and snow the shame of my Yang family!" ”

"Father, don't worry, I will definitely live up to your expectations!" The boy raised his head sharply and said firmly. In the afterglow of the setting sun, his handsome face was full of determination and arrogance.

"Happy, I, Yang Guang, swear that one day I will lead the army to level the Qi country and kill you! Sister, wait for me, wait for me to save you! ”

This summer, on the same day, two different people, but because of the same person, they made vows.

"Father believes in you, go and rest!" Yang Jian smiled and nodded, his eyes full of encouragement.

"Yang Guogong, if Xiaoying can be less arrogant and sharpen herself, her future achievements will be limitless!" Seeing Yang Guang leave, Xiangsan sighed far away.

"The third elder is like a false praise!" Yang Jian smiled modestly: "How much Xiaoying can achieve, he still needs the elders to teach him!" After a pause, the smile on Yang Jian's face narrowed slightly, and he said a little seriously: "Elder Xiangsan, there are ten more days to be the day when Princess Qianjin will marry the Turks, I wonder if you are ready?" ”

Xiang San's face was also solemn, and his voice became much deeper and more solemn: "Don't worry, Guogong has prepared the manpower, and we will cooperate with Guogong to eradicate the strong enemy when the time comes!" ”

"So much the best!" Saying that, Yang Jian's brows couldn't help frowning, and he said with a worried face: "Like the Third Elder, there is news from the east, the thief has gone north, this may be our best opportunity, if we can't get rid of it, I don't know how much effort it will take in the future!" ”

Xiang San nodded, then looked directly at Yang Jian and said, "Lord Guogong, do you know the whereabouts of Master Zhixuan?" ”

Yang Jian was stunned, his eyes narrowed slightly, and then he stretched out again, and asked in surprise: "Elder Xiangsan, since the first emperor banned the religion, there is no sand gate in my Great Zhou, where can I go to find Master Zhixuan?" ”

The corners of Xiang San's mouth flashed with a hint of mockery, and he said coldly: "Lord Guogong, I know that you have a close relationship with Shamen, since you and I want to cooperate, it is better to be honest with each other!" Without waiting for Yang Jian to refute, Xiang San continued: "Lord Guogong, according to reliable information, the Taoism has already stood in the east, and with the support of the Lunatic Sect, the enemy we have to face is even stronger than you think!" ”

"Shhhh

Yang Jian suddenly gasped, and his face became extremely gloomy.