"...... Ten Days Later"

Mr. Bei Guo muttered, there seemed to be a trace of distraction in his eyes, and Yan Du couldn't help but feel nervous when he saw his master like this, and stared at each other with wide eyes.

But in an instant, Mr. Bei Guo continued to mutter, "It's enough for us to pack our bags." ”

Packing your bags? When Yan Du heard this, she only felt strange, she needed to clean up for ten days when she wanted to go to Shudi, and the reason why she proposed ten days later was just to think of leaving the master for a month before, and to spend more days with her.

She just wanted to ask bluntly, but unexpectedly, Mr. Bei Guo had already recovered his senses, and said to her black and white eyes: "Little apprentice, hurry up and tell your Uncle Achuan that we will leave for Shu in ten days, and let him prepare for me." ”

Yan Dui's mind paused after hearing this, and she couldn't figure out the ins and outs, so she asked directly, "Master, why are you going too?" ”

If the master goes to Shu with her, she will not dare to be as arrogant as before, and she will not be able to come and go freely, although the master is strong in martial arts, but also old, she is afraid of accidents on the road.

Mr. Bei Guo stared at the little apprentice's rolling eyes, couldn't help but smile lightly, and said, "What? Do you think that being a teacher will hold you back when you are old? ”

Listening to Master's words, Yan Du was almost so frightened that he bit his tongue, and his head shook like a rattle, which made Mr. Beiguo look so interesting.

"As a teacher, I think I've been here for a few years, and I'm panicking, it just so happens that I may not have been to Shu for a long time, so I plan to go with you." Mr. Bei Guo said word by word, and his demeanor was not abnormal:

"Although you will definitely have to bear more on the road, but the master has also raised you, a little white-eyed wolf, for many years, so he went on a long trip, and you dare to dislike it as a teacher?"

Mr. Bei Guo pretended to be annoyed, but when Yan Duan, who was usually smart and yin, heard her words, he was immediately confused, and continued to shake his head and said, "Of course you don't dare!" ”

"I'm just afraid that Master will suffer on the way!" Shu Road is difficult, it is difficult to go to the blue sky, it may be difficult for her to go alone, if she is a little careless, she can't take care of the master......

Mr. Bei Guo smiled, and did not tease Yan Duan, and said seriously: "Although the Shu Road is difficult, the difficult road is worth you and me!" ”

"People, you have to go to Shu and experience life and death once before you understand why you live."

Seeing that Master was not angry with him, Yan Du relaxed his heart and asked curiously, "Then what did Master realize when you came back from Shu Land before?" ”

After listening to Mr. Beiguo, he recalled that he went to Shu alone fifteen years ago to escape the world, but he mistakenly accepted a spicy apprentice.

"When I came back for the teacher, I made a great decision!" She couldn't help but smile, and her eyebrows flashed with the chic and free of the year.

"What decision?" Yan Du saw the deep affection in the master's eyes, but she still didn't know why.

"It's to marry your Uncle Achuan!"

Back then, she accepted a disciple who was persistent for love and chic for love in Shudi, and witnessed her all kinds of people, so white that they loved each other, even if they were in love for a moment, it was a long time.

Therefore, she went straight to Shengjingmei Mansion from Shu and robbed a husband, and she did not choose a good day or an auspicious day, and there was no high hall to worship.

Since then, she has abandoned the position of princess of the previous dynasty, he gave up the name of the founding commander, the green shirt and the horse, let it be high and wide, or wandering, Sauvignon Blanc, a total of white heads!

Yan Du looked at it with some surprise, and the smile on the face of Mr. Beiguo, who was caught in the memory, thought to herself, she went to Shu to find out the truth of Yin, but not to find Ruyi Langjun, and realized the love of fireworks and moon, what is the use......

——

Peek into the depths of Penglai and peek at the moon gate.

Pavilions and pavilions, quicksand water pavilions, green pines and cypresses, rockeries and strange stones, all reflected in the misty clouds and mist, seem to be the scene of immortals. The maid who walked in the middle wore a light gauze skirt, and the light red skirt tail blew with the breeze, integrating Miaoman's figure into this fairyland.

This place should be heaven and earth, but it is the land of the moon-watching sect known for killing people and seeing blood.

Although the moon-watching leaf is the young master of the moon-watching gate, the current master of the moon-watching gate has no blood relationship with him.

Who is this master? Don't be too surprised when you say it, no coincidence is not a book, he is really a blood relative of Yan Duan!

"This is the whisk?"

Yan Buxian looked at the portrait painted by Bao Yuyi, her eyebrows and eyes were lifelike, but she hated Li Fu very much. If it is someone else, he will deliberately paint the enemy as vicious and treacherous with hatred, but Bao Yuyi's brushwork has the innocence of a young man and the madness of a carefree young man, but there is no breath of filth.

I have to say that Bao Yuyi can indeed endure and yield, and she can not be controlled by emotions at critical times, such a person is indeed the seedling of an assassin.

Incense lingered in a room, sitting quietly watching the moon leaf raise his phoenix eyes slightly, his eyelids lowered slightly, and he was silent.

Xu is accustomed to the character of Guanyue Ye, he is not worried at all, and directly asks with a smile: "Why show me?" ”

After listening to this, Guanyue Ye raised his left hand with a string of Bodhi Buddha beads, pointed to the eyebrows of the person in the painting, and said quietly: "His eyebrows are somewhat similar to yours." ”

Yan Buyan, who was sitting on the side, raised his eyebrows slightly, stared at the young man in the painting with some interest, and said: "There is indeed some similarity, you can detect this, it is worthy of being my son!" ”

Seeing that he was not worried about the gags, and the moon watching the leaves did not say much, he shook his head slightly, then withdrew his gaze and closed his eyes to recuperate. Previously, he thought that Li Fu was a member of the Yan family, so he would appear in the current Yan Mansion, but it seemed that he was just suspicious, but ......

"You really don't plan to go back to Jiangnan?"

Guanyue Ye, who was called his son by Yan Bu Worry, still had his eyes slightly closed, but he thought that there were only the two of them in this room, so he should ask Xiang Yan not to worry.

Don't worry about listening, the face that is still clear with a little vicissitudes of life suddenly smiled, his eyes were clear, looking at the white hair of Guanyue Ye, I don't know what I was thinking in my heart, I just smiled:

"I'll go back when I'm short of silver!"

The sandalwood is faint, overflowing with the artistic conception of Zen, the moon-watching leaf sits in it without saying a word, and puts it on the note in the sleeve of the embroidered cloud, which says that the moon-watching door can only be confirmed after four years of investigation, and the real murderer of the Yan's family.

Now, this piece of paper should be superfluous!

——

The night rain has been dripping for many days, tonight is finally clear, the moon that has not been seen for a long time, Yu Yandu's head is open, she stands on the bank of the Yishui River, staring at the gurgling flow of the river, the churning momentum, and the grace of the lake in the south of the Yangtze River is very different.

The summer breeze blew through the branches of the willow tree, which had survived for an unknown amount of time, and the rustling sound cooled the air around it.

She breathed deeply the breath of heaven and earth, her right hand slowly and forcefully stretched out to the shattered star sword on her left waist, a pair of hands full of sword calluses held the black hilt, as if awakening the soul in the sword, the sword light came out in an instant, and the sharp blade reflected the white moonlight, lonely and ruthless.

With a powerful twist of Yan Dui's wrist, the smooth blade of the sword illuminated the young man's tattery face, just as the Shattered Star Sword saw, the person holding the sword was young and warm.

Then the sword was swept across the heavens and the earth.

The sword is everywhere, and the style is learned. The body is crossed, and it is like a dragon. Everywhere in sight, mountains and rivers are one.

Yan Duan didn't know that over the years, there were only ten people who had learned the Yi Shui Sword Technique, and only three had practiced it. Even so, one move has already stood above everyone, the first year to kill Li Tong, she thought it was just God's help and luck, the second year to kill Bai Yuanwei, she was so white that her martial arts skills were good and it was difficult to meet opponents.

Now that she has been learning swords for three years, she has finally realized that the arrogance in her chest when she holds the sword, and the unforgivable bravery, are all because she is white from the bottom of her heart, and her swordsmanship is strong and outstanding.

She still can't practice the last form, and she is no longer as afraid as before.

The nine vertical styles, although insufficient, are great.

The night breeze ruffled her hair, and sweat dripped from the ends, making her fair and immature face a little itchy. With a whoosh, Yan Dusk's toes quietly landed, and the blade of the sword was instantly sheathed.

She squatted down and reached out to scoop up the water from the river, completely washing away the stickiness from her face. A small drop of mischievous river water fell on her thick eyelashes, and she had to blink her eyes, and when she opened them again, a light mist suddenly drifted out of nowhere, and in the fog, many pairs of eyes appeared in front of her like marquees.

There are Song Qi's eyes with pity, Zhuang Hao's eyes with love, Zhuang Lin's eyes with intimacy, Wen Yinyue's eyes with love, Xiao Feng's eyes with encouragement, Wei Huan's eyes with appreciation, Ying Yanyang's eyes with curiosity, and ......

Suddenly, a pair of surprisingly cold eyes suddenly broke into her mind.

Whose eyes are that?

Yan Du shook her head violently, and the image in her mind was scattered, and in an instant, another pair of eyes with extreme anger and hatred occupied her entire consciousness.

She tried her best to keep her eyes open, and although she could feel his infinite hatred and anger towards her, she couldn't see his face clearly, and she couldn't even remember a single cent of him.

Yin Yin, he is his own enemy!

She kept reminding her of the names of the "door master, cuizhu, and scarlet" in her mind, but she couldn't remember the person she saw with her own eyes on the night of the door destruction.

Master said that he had been buried in the fire of annihilation, so could he really be considered dead?

She hoped that Shu Di would tell herself the answer to all this!

Suddenly, the breeze came, the fog dissipated in an instant, Yan Dui's mind returned to the clear yin, and he couldn't help but take a deep breath of fresh breath, exhaling all the chaos in his brain.

Looking up again, I saw a pair of white flowers fluttering around not far away, as if lingering and accompanied, so that Yan Dusk, who was looking at this scene, couldn't help but bend the corners of her mouth and smile slightly.

Suddenly laughing, flowers to see double butterflies. The crescent moon is hooked on the curtain, and the acacia is constantly headed.

The little girl in the cardamom years, who doesn't understand Fengyue or lovesickness, how can she see the two butterflies flying, and she smiles suddenly?

Xu doesn't understand it in his head, but this heart is eager to understand!

——

The breeze blew through the Yishui River in Youzhou, and also blew through the Qingcheng Mountain in Bashu, blowing the willows on the bank, and also blowing the red rope of the colorful cloud marrow on the slender fingertips of the young man.

The Buddha said: All the Dharmas are the harmony of causes and conditions, and when they arise, they are all gone, and nothing else......

(End of Vol. 4 Jiangnan Chapter).

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