"Wen Zhong, Master..."Xie Ji said halfway through.

The fourth senior brother walked over and pointed at Ling Yueyan, who was half-leaning on the bed: "Even the little junior sister knows? She's only been here for half a year, and the master praises her, and even the senior brother thinks so highly of her, right? ”

Ling Yueyan saw that Xie Ji frowned and didn't want to say more to Senior Brother Wenzhong, so he answered, "Senior Brother, I also just learned about it. ”

This is indeed the case, but Wen Zhong obviously didn't believe it, and took out his saber and pointed at Ling Yueyan and said, "Master said that your martial arts will be higher than mine within half a year, and now that half a year has passed, you have come to compare with me." ”

"Wen Zhong! You're impulsive. Xie Ji said loudly.

Usually, Wen Zhong would stop if he did something wrong or said the wrong thing, as long as the senior brother told him with a cold face, but today he was so excited that he couldn't stop it at all.

"You're here to compete with me!" Wen Zhong said angrily.

Ling Yueyan was helpless, if she was in good health, she might be able to reluctantly go to the competition, but now she can't even stand up, it's a fart.

Ling Yueyan had no choice but to admit it: "It's not that my junior sister doesn't want to compare, I even need the help of the third senior brother to come out of Guling Peak, how can I be the opponent of the fourth senior brother." ”

She thought that she said this very mellowly, and she clearly gave Wenzhong the steps, but Wenzhong was good, and she was even more energetic.

"Don't use this little injury as an excuse, if you don't compare, I will let people send you back to Guling Peak, anyway, you didn't come by your own ability." Wen Zhongdao.

Xie Ji's face was a little unsightly, it should be the reason why he was bleeding, and he was so angry with Wen Zhong that he blushed his face: "The left abdomen was pierced by the cliff, and even the divine doctor said that he almost died, but in your eyes it was just a small injury, Wen Zhong, have you forgotten the master's teachings, and you don't care about the friendship." ”

Ling Yueyan was in a somewhat embarrassing situation, speaking of which, she hadn't even paid homage to her master for a formal cup of apprenticeship tea, she had been in Guling Peak for the past half a year, and Senior Brother Wenzhong was also the one who came the least, and the two of them really had no feelings.

But Xie Ji's expression was too ugly, she didn't want to make the atmosphere so stiff, she wanted to say something to ease, but Wen Zhong was like a cannonball, and it exploded at one point, where could she stand hearing Xie Ji say such words.

A long sword stabbed straight at Ling Yueyan, she knew that the fourth senior brother would not really stab her, at most he just wanted to force her to make a move, but Senior Brother Wen Zhong was indeed a little irrational, her current situation was really unable to get up.

Xie Ji blocked it with a backhand, and the gauze wrapped around his left hand was picked off by the long sword, and there was a deep cut on it, so red that it seemed to be oozing blood.

"Enough!" This time, the senior brother was really angry, and his tone had never been so fierce.

The voice of the Zhuang disciple from behind him: "Senior Brother, Fourth Senior Brother, Seventh Senior Sister." ”

There are many disciples in the village who have not apprenticed, but they just practice martial arts with a few senior brothers, if the disciples are diligent and hard-working and have some skills, there will be senior brothers and sisters to accept them as apprentices, this disciple Ling Yueyan has seen, is one of the people who greeted her at the door when she first went up the mountain.

couldn't lose face in front of the disciples, although Senior Brother Wen Zhong was still angry, he turned his back to the disciples and didn't say any angry words.

The elder brother picked up the gauze on the ground and wrapped it around his hand again, and asked, "What's the matter?" ”

"Senior Father heard that you were quarrelling, so let Senior Brother take Little Senior Sister there." Disciple Dao.

Wen Zhong turned his head and looked at his disciple in surprise: "Who is so deaf to God?" "But it didn't take long for it to reach the master.

The disciple looked a little scared of the fourth senior brother, and said nervously, "It's Master Ji." ”

"Season... Master Ji?! Seeing that Senior Brother Wenzhong's face was even more terrifying than when he was reprimanded by Senior Brother, Ling Yueyan couldn't help but wonder, who is Master Ji this season, I haven't heard anyone in the village mention it in half a year.

"Okay, I didn't ask you to go, go back and rest." Xie Ji said to Wen Zhong, Wen Zhong immediately walked away when he heard it, and the contrast was too great with the appearance when he came.

Ling Yueyan laughed out loud, the temperament of the fourth senior brother is really 'able to bend and stretch', and his temper comes and goes quickly.

"I'll go to Master Ji to borrow a four-wheeled wooden cart." Xie Ji said.

Ling Yueyan nodded, watching Xie Ji go out with the disciple, the master asked her to go at this time, it shouldn't be something that Senior Brother Wenzhong was angry about, but she couldn't guess what was going on, she hadn't been afraid of anything since she was a child, and now she was a little worried.

Xie Ji took his disciple and walked far away, and after looking at the distance, Ling Yueyan should not be able to hear it, and then asked the disciple: "What is the matter with the master looking for the junior sister, isn't it the case that Master Ji went to sue." "Master Ji is bored in the Wuyang Pavilion all day long to temper weapons, how can there be such idle things.

The disciple didn't dare to lie to the senior brother, so he hugged his fists and said: "The senior master doesn't know what to find the seventh senior sister disciple, but the senior brother doesn't know about the quarrel between the senior brothers, I met the third senior brother outside, and the third senior brother asked me to say so." ”

Xie Ji leaked an expression that he knew was like this, patted the shoulder of the disciple and let him go, and then went to the Wuyang Pavilion.

The Wuyang Pavilion was not far from Ling Yueyan's room, and as soon as he walked in, there was a ding-dong sound, but he couldn't hear a sound outside, because the outer wall of the Wuyang Pavilion had been thickened by several layers, Xie Ji walked inside, and stopped at the third door after passing through two doors.

Two masked guards stood at the door and stopped Xie Ji, Xie Ji took out a token from his body, and a guard took it over and looked at it carefully before returning it to Xie Ji, turned around and opened the door, and there was a stone door after the wooden door opened.

There was a mechanism on the stone gate, a guard stepped forward to turn the mechanism, a guard blocked Xie Ji's sight, the stone gate slowly opened, Xie Ji walked in, and the disciples and guards he met along the way did not say a word.

It's very big, there are weapons that haven't been opened everywhere, the light is a little dark, but you can see it everywhere you can see, Xie Ji looked around, and stopped in a corner on the left.

There was a shirtless man with his back to Xie Ji who was holding a long sword and looking left and right, Xie Ji walked over: "Master Ji." ”

Master Ji turned around, his face, which was originally about to lose his temper, eased up when he saw that it was Xie Ji, but he didn't smile, his expression was very serious, his stubble grew messily on his chin, because he had been tempering weapons in a dim place for a long time, his face was a little white and red, it was the kind of red that was burned by the firelight.

"Why are you here, is..."Master Ji's face changed.

Master Ji probably thought that the master was no longer good, Xie Ji shook his head: "No, it's the little junior sister, she can't walk now, the master wants to see her, and I will take the four-wheeled wooden cart." ”

Master Ji was obviously relieved, and beckoned the man who was forging weapons next to him to get the wooden cart, Xie Ji saw that Master Ji was holding a long sword in his hand, reached out and touched it carefully.

"A sword is a good sword, but—" Xie Ji shook his head.

"But what?" Master Ji had an impatient expression, this sword was just made by him, but he always felt that something was missing, and he couldn't find what was missing.

Xie Ji can't say it, this sword is light to hold, the tip of the sword is sharp, if it is not suitable to use such a sword on the battlefield, Master Ji should not be designed for the battlefield, it is very good for women, but it still feels a little bit for women... I can't tell.

The four-wheeled wooden cart had already been taken, Xie Ji didn't say anything for a long time, Master Ji was in a hurry, and snatched the long sword: "Come on, I haven't held back a fart for a long time, get out." ”

Xie Ji was speechless by Master Ji, and turned around with the wooden cart and left.

Ling Yueyan had never seen such a wooden car, there were chairs for those with broken legs in the capital city, but there were no wheels, they were all carried by people, she was curious: "Is this made by Master Ji?" Is Master Ji a craftsman? What is this wheel made of? How do you get it to turn in place? ”

She wanted to bend down to see the structure of the wheels, which was like a small carriage, very delicate, and Master Ji was a great craftsman.

The waist was only bent a little, and the pain was so painful that Ling Yueyan screamed, and the senior brother hit Ling Yueyan on the head with a folding fan: "Sit honestly." ”

After a while, she arrived at the master's courtyard, and there was a miracle doctor standing outside the door to treat her, and several senior brothers were there, Senior Brother Wen Zhong looked at her with some anger, and Senior Brother Nanfu was also a little emotionally fluctuating, after all, he just found out.

Xie Ji pushed her next to the third senior brother, Ling Yueyan grabbed the corner of the third senior brother's clothes, the third senior brother looked at it, Ling Yueyan blinked playfully: "The third senior brother hasn't come to feed me medicine today, senior sister can wait." ”

The third senior brother nodded, and Xie Ji looked at everyone and asked, "Why are you all outside?" ”

Wen Zhong glanced at Ling Yueyan and said sourly: "Master said that he wanted to see his junior sister alone, let us all wait outside, how noble our little junior sister." ”

Ling Yueyan didn't listen to Senior Brother Wenzhong's words, looked at the second senior brother and smiled faintly, the second senior brother didn't respond, thinking that although the second senior brother of Nanfu was not as emotional as Senior Brother Wenzhong, after all, there was some estrangement for her.

She didn't know what the specific reason was, but she felt as if the master wanted to see her alone and caused everyone's dissatisfaction, and the senior brother went out after bringing Ling Yueyan in.

The master was lying on the bed, obviously when he saw her before, he still taught her how to tie a horse, she learned everything quickly, but Zama was always perfunctory, because she felt that it would make her legs look bad.

The master may understand her mind, but she can't practice martial arts if she is unstable, so she will teach her how to practice by example so as not to make her body ugly.

But now the master who was lying on the bed seemed to be old in an instant, he turned his head to look at Ling Yueyan, and smiled dotingly: "Yan'er." ”

It was not an apprentice, not an apprentice, not Ling Yueyan, a sound of Yan'er instantly narrowed the distance between the two, Ling Yueyan's eyes were red, as if he saw his father old.

"Master." Ling Yueyan shouted softly.

The old master squinted his eyes with satisfaction, his eyes looked behind Ling Yueyan, looking at her as if he was looking at someone else, Ling Yueyan thought that the master might be thinking about Senior Sister Spruce, moved the wheels of the wooden cart, endured the pain in his waist, and bent down slightly to hold the master's hand.