The early sun with a long-lost heat, slowly scorched the cold on the boy's body, softened the boy's frozen muscles and bones last night, the cold and moisture turned into wisps of white gas and rose away, the boy's head was pressed very low, it was difficult to see his appearance, only the white mist erupted from his nostrils, with an imperceptible snort.

The young man waved his old broom with an expressionless face, first sweeping it in a straight line longitudinally, and then sweeping back horizontally in a straight line, and so on, as tireless as an old ox plowing the ground.

When the sun is on three poles, the snow-white bluestone flat shows twelve longitudinal lines, twelve horizontal lines, from a distance it looks like a chessboard that has not yet been drawn, as if the three pavilions are three sunspots, last night there was a sound of falling children fell on the bluestone flat, I don't know if this young man did it on a whim.

The boy cleaned up carefully while reminiscing about the past.

From the beginning of his adoptive father's stargazing with him, he carefully tasted the crazy words that his adoptive father said, and now he thinks that it makes so much sense, he really wants to go back and see the old elm tree, I don't know if it is still alive, whether it has been cut down and burned on fire.

He thought of his grandfather's earthen kang again, and his sister who liked to wrap his neck around the kang and roll, his sister often said that his grandfather's braids were too rustic, so he often let him do it, in fact, his braids were not very good-looking, nothing more than horn braids and sheep's horn braids, and then he tied a big ponytail when he was busy, but despite this, his sister still smiled very sweetly......

At this time, there was an unbridled smile on the corner of the young man's mouth......

Suddenly, a flying sword struck, turning into a white light and stabbing at the young man's vest with lightning speed.

It was a white short sword that was no more than a foot long, the sword body was very narrow, it looked very delicate, the flying sword was controlled by a young man wearing a college uniform, his face was white and tender, and the young man's slightly feminine eyes stared at the figure of the young man on the bluestone flat, when the flying sword was about to pierce the young man's body, he suddenly got up, gritted his teeth at the young man on the bluestone flat and said six words: "Xiao Jiansheng, go to death." ”

The sweet smile on Xiao Jiansheng's face suddenly seemed to be frozen, and he turned around after realizing it, obviously it was too late, his face was only half turned, and he could only catch a glimpse of a white light from the corner of his eye, and the white light disappeared in his sneering eyes in an instant.

Xiao Jiansheng's body shook slightly, as if he shivered, and he felt a little cold in the back of his heart, as if his clothes were torn in that position, blowing in the cold wind.

Xiao Jiansheng turned around with a sneer, and shook his body slightly, not as if shaking off the dust, the short sword only lasted for a breath before falling on the bluestone floor, with a black red blood mark of less than half an inch on the tip of the sword.

The young man's face was slightly stunned at the stone steps at the edge of the bluestone ping, both surprised and unwilling, his white hands pinched again, and the short sword that fell on the bluestone flat flew up again, following into the white sky, it seemed that it was difficult to find.

Xiao Jiansheng didn't deliberately look at where the flying sword fell to the ground, he had a strong feeling that this short sword did not pose any threat to his current body, so there was a thick sarcasm hidden in the sneer on his face, you fly yours, I laugh at mine.

The short sword perked up again, emitting a crisp hum, ready to strike at Xiao Jiansheng again.

The bluestone flat is located on both sides of the stone steps with a pile of snow, the snowdrift is like a mountain peak with a sword at the top, covered with a few golden plane leaves, the snowdrift is very small and natural, so no one will pay attention, even if you see it, you just say something that doesn't hurt, this guy is too lazy, and a broom can push the snowdrift down the bluestone flat.

However, it was these inconspicuous piles of snow, when the fair-skinned boy controlled the flying sword with anger and decided to kill Xiao Jiansheng for the second time, the two golden sycamore leaves on the snowdrift suddenly shattered, and the two lines, one black and one red, flew away from the snowdrift in an instant.

Caught off guard, the two lines were out of the sight of the fair-skinned young man again.

At this moment, the fair-skinned young man felt that the strong sword qi on both sides was also terrified, these two sword qi did not seem to be as pure as his sword qi, but they were more murderous than his.

The fair-skinned young man's slender eyebrows and eyes tightened, and his mind quickly moved to lock the trajectory of the two flying swords, and at the same time mobilized the Yuanyang Qi in the sea of qi around his body to form a tight qi layer to protect his body.

However, the two flying swords, one black and one red, had no trajectory to be found at all, it was purely a straight flight, fast to the extreme, and before the protective layer of the fair-skinned boy's Yuanyang Qi was fully formed, the black sword struck a dragonfly on the fair-skinned boy's left eye, and immediately followed under the snowdrift on the right, and the red sword slashed through the fingers of the fair-skinned boy's right hand, only to hear the sound of "stabbing", the four fingers of the fair-skinned right hand fell to the ground together, and catapulted a few times on the hard bluestone ground before mixing with blood and water.

The red sword became even redder, and it followed under the snowdrift on the left, as fast as a spirit snake.

At this moment, the fair-skinned young man's six fingers of both hands pressed the left eye that could no longer see the light, his left eyeball was cut in half, and a viscous liquid flowed out wantonly along the incision, the originally fair and handsome face, at this moment half of his face was covered with blood, and the other eye was very wide, looking terrifying, only to hear him howl and shout: "Chen Yiming, help me kill him, my share of the bet will be divided equally between the two of you." ”

The fair-skinned boy may have been too excited, or perhaps his heart was not strong enough, and he only had time to remember the name of one of his companions in a hurry, and after shouting, he held his head and aimed at the road he came from with one eye, and ran quickly towards the medical hall in the distance.

The medical hall is not far from Tianyi Academy, it is rebuilt with several abandoned canteens, so that disciples can be injured in the process of cultivation can be treated in a timely manner, in addition, Wuji Palace also has a corpse exhibition room, although Wuji Palace strictly prohibits disciples from fighting with each other, but accidents are always unpredictable, so the corpse exhibition room is used and born, if the disciple is unfortunately alive and dead, there are deacons or direct teachers will temporarily put the body away, and notify relatives to come and claim it at a fast speed.

At this moment, Chen Yiming, who was named, slowly got up from the stone steps, hesitated a few steps and walked towards Xiao Jiansheng, and the one next to him also got up and stepped onto the bluestone ping, and walked towards Xiao Jiansheng with Chen Yiming.

Xiao Jiansheng was still carrying a worn-out broom on his shoulder, and he coldly commented on this Chen Yiming.

He had the impression of the young man in front of him, who had once read out Chen Yiming's name on the spot, and was very close to his name at that time.

The three teenagers on the bluestone flat got closer and closer, and when they were about thirty zhang, Xiao Jiansheng took the lead and said, "Chen Yiming, you are also here to kill me?"

Maybe a little weak-hearted, Chen Yiming didn't dare to look at Xiao Jiansheng, his eyes were biased towards his companion, and he hesitated and said, "Don't get me wrong, I just want to talk to you." ”

Xiao Jiansheng snorted and sneered: "Learn, or take advantage of the fire to rob, you'd better distinguish clearly." ”

Chen Yiming glanced at the companion beside him and automatically stepped back half a body.

Xiao Jiansheng's gaze fell on the other teenager, and he sneered: "Wan Yanqing, draw the sword!"