"Why? Senior Brother, you must know that although the master punished you for retreating on the cliff of Siguo, there was no time limit, and now Huashan is in a period of development, and it is the time when you need Senior Brother! Ling Hu Chong said excitedly.

Ye Feng waved his hand to stop Ling Hu Chong's words, of course he understood the current situation in Huashan, but it was indeed not yet the time for him to leave the customs, and said to Ling Hu Chong with an angry face: "Second junior brother, now I am at a critical time, it is impossible to get out of the customs, besides, although the master did not say it explicitly, I understand what the master meant, and it is enough to have the four of you and the master to assist the master!"

"But Senior Brother, although Senior Brother has become the hall master of the Chuan Gong Hall, Senior Brother doesn't think he can do it, you should know that Senior Brother is not good at anything other than swordsmanship! If it weren't for the fear of embarrassing the master, the senior brother would have been unable to persevere. "Ling Hu Chong's lost Dao, indeed compared to the night wind, Ling Hu Chong's shortcomings are very obvious, although he has tried his best to make up for it, but after all, martial arts can not be practiced in such a short time, and he feels that he is about to collapse in the past half a year.

"Okay, Second Senior Brother, you don't have to be so negative, after all, no one is perfect, not to mention that even if you can't, aren't there still masters, senior mothers, and senior uncles?" Ye Feng comforted, in fact, he felt that Ling Hu Chong had done well enough, and it was already rare to be able to take on the heavy responsibility of Huashan at such a young age.

"But Senior Brother, I really feel very tired, I know the nature of Senior Brother, if it weren't for the Master's order, Senior Brother would not be in charge of the Chuan Gong Hall at all! After speaking, he took the wine glass and drank it all, his face gloomy.

Night Wind's face was stunned, to be honest, although he deduced from Ling Hu Chong's words that Ling Hu Chong's depression should be related to him, he didn't want him to put so much pressure on Ling Hu Chong.

Before he could speak, he listened to Linghu Chong continue

"Senior brother! Seriously, I'm very jealous of you! Although you are a year younger than me, you are more mature than me, your martial arts are stronger than mine, and your status in the master's heart is even higher than mine! Although the senior brother understands that all this is what the senior brother deserves, I still can't help it!" Ling Hu Chong said, his eyes were hazy, and he picked up the wine glass with his shaky hand and looked up.

"Senior brother, you're drunk!" Night Wind reached out to snatch the wine glass from Ling Hu Chong's hand.

Ling Hu Chong held the wine glass, pushed Ye Feng's hand away with his left hand and said: "Senior brother, I'm not drunk, now I'm very sober, although my junior brother is not as good as you, but I'm already trying very hard to catch up, but senior brother, you're walking too fast, and the fast junior brother is almost unable to see your back!"

Listening to Linghu Chong's babbling words, watching him drink cup after cup, telling the master's importance to the night wind, there was a sour meaning in his words.

"Senior brother, that's enough!" Ye Feng suddenly shouted, stood up, looked at Ling Hu Chong with hatred in his eyes, and said: "Do you really think that Senior Brother has a higher status in the master's heart than you? No, you are wrong, you really don't know the master so well, in the eyes of the master, all Huashan disciples are treated equally, but why can Senior Brother go further than you, it is not that the master is partial to the senior brother, but that you are too uncompetitive, I can have today's status and martial arts are all obtained by my own efforts, and you?"

As he spoke, he glanced at Ling Hu Chong, who seemed to be frightened, and said disdainfully: "What are you doing when Senior Brother and I are practicing? You are sleeping, what are you doing when Senior Brother is practicing swordsmanship? You are drinking! You say, are you really working hard? Don't use your lazy excuse as a reason for not being able to catch up with others." ”

"If you really work hard and work hard! Are you still only in the middle of the first-class stage? I'm afraid that the peak of the first-class has been reached now! I told you a long time ago about the crisis that our Huashan faction is facing and the responsibilities we should bear, but have you listened? You haven't!"

Ye Feng's words made Ling Hu Chong unable to raise his head, his eyes flashed with a trace of guilt, recalling what Ye Feng said, he felt a burst of self-blame in his heart, he knew that this was the case, why bother in the first place, until Ye Feng finished speaking, he raised his head and said: "Senior brother! It's the senior brother who is drunk! I'm sorry." ”

After Ling Hu Chong finished speaking, he didn't seem to dare to look at the eyes of the night wind, turned around and staggered outside.

The night wind did not stop him, his eyes looked at his back and sighed and said to himself: "Senior brother, I hope you can understand the hard work of senior brother, you are the son of the plane of the world, you really can't go on like this, and Huashan can't withstand another blow." After speaking, he sat down, and poured himself a drink, his figure was gloomy and slightly lonely.

It's been twelve years since he came to the world of Xiaoao in a blink of an eye, and Night Wind can only recall the bits and pieces of his previous life in the dead of night, for all this, he wants to forget but can't forget, but he understands that he can't go back, and can only reminisce about this loneliness that belongs to him when he is alone.

In the past twelve years, Night Breeze has never had a good night's sleep, whenever he closes his eyes, it seems that there is a nostalgic neon sign in front of him, holding the wine glass, savoring the bitterness in the wine, and it is like an indelible memory in his heart, and for this world, only his parents and the family of the master and wife who have passed away can be remembered.

Thinking of his parents, he stretched out his hand and took out the jade pendant in his arms, looking at the finely carved dragon, a chilling murderous intent flashed in the eyes of the night wind and said: "It's soon! It's going to be soon! In another thirteen years, father, mother! Your revenge will be avenged!"

If he is not mistaken, thirteen years later, that is, in the fourteenth year of Zhengde, King Ning will rebel under the pretext of Wuzong's absurdity and unreasonableness, at that time

That is the best time for him to take revenge.

Carefully put the jade pendant into his arms again, Night Wind cleaned up the wine and food, put it at the door of the stone room, and then turned back to the stone bed to continue to carry the work.

In half a year, Night Wind has broken through the late stage of the peak, but there is still a long distance from the peak, and it is not so easy to break through after reaching the peak, even if it is a breakthrough at every level, it will take a lot of energy.

In the past half a year, the night wind has only just stabilized the realm after the breakthrough, but you can imagine the difficulty, and the peak can only be slowly reached by the accumulation of time, after all, there is no bottleneck in the middle.

Of course, this is not a bad thing, after all, the speed of breakthrough was a little fast in the past, and now it is just the right time to take this opportunity to re-consolidate and re-establish the foundation.

As for the creation of martial arts, he only has a general idea, and there is still a long way to go to complete it, after all, this is not a short time to create success.