The sound of the ancient temple bell, sinking into the twilight mountain forest, the sound of snow falling outside the window.

Ye Changsheng woke up faintly and opened his eyes.

The whole body was sore, and there was a dull pain in the internal organs, a sharp pain in the wound, and a tingling pain in the damaged soul.

His dry lips seemed to be glued together, and it took a long time for them to slowly open, bringing out streaks of blood.

"Sledgehammer, water. Ye Changsheng turned his head sideways and shouted softly towards the sledgehammer that was dozing on the side of the bed.

The sledgehammer raised his head in a daze, and when he saw Ye Changsheng looking at him, his eyes widened suddenly, and he stood up with a thud.

The sledgehammer flattened his mouth, and he was so excited that he cried loudly: "Come on, come on, come on, the young master is awake, the young master is awake!"

The door opened, and Zhang Daoxu and Qiu Tianzuo strode in, and the two of them looked surprised.

Zhang Daoxu sat on the edge of the bed, checked Ye Changsheng's pulse, and said with relief: "The heart pulse has finally continued, and there is no major problem." ”

Ye Changsheng's external injuries were not serious, one side of his chest was pierced by a crossbow arrow, and a big hole was rotten on one side, which was nothing more than a few broken ribs.

But his internal injuries were very serious, and the powerful external force almost shattered his heart, and his heart veins were broken in several places, each of which could be fatal.

Fortunately, in the past three days, a mysterious force has maintained Ye Changsheng's heartbeat, allowing him to survive the threshold of life and death.

With a bang, the door opened again, and the little prince Zuo Ciyun broke in, but before he could speak, his eyes were already red.

He had personally experienced that danger, how could he not understand that his escape from death depended on Ye Changsheng's sacrifice of his life to save him.

In particular, Fang Wuxian personally told him that the assassin was a strong man, an innate fivefold powerhouse!

Zuo Ciyun stepped forward and said emotionally: "Ye Changsheng, it's all to blame for this king, so you were so seriously injured!"

Sledgehammer squatted on the ground, wiped his tears and cried: "It's all because I'm useless, I can't help, and I've become a burden!"

"Okay, Childe needs a quiet rest, let's all go out. Zhang Dao said in a deep voice, pulled up the sledgehammer on the ground, and walked out.

Everyone didn't dare to disturb, so they slowed down and left the room.

Not long after, Fang Wuxian and Master Longhai rushed over, and when they saw Ye Changsheng relieved, they breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

Fang Wuxian looked at Ye Changsheng with strange eyes, and sighed: "Ye Changsheng, your life is really big, do you know whose arrow you are blocking?"

Ye Changsheng smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Father-in-law Fang, he is a swordsmith below, and he still doesn't know how good those are!"

The assassin who dared to assassinate the little prince, and the forces behind the assassin, how terrifying was he in his heart?

It's too late to hide from this kind of thing, and knowing about it will only make you more troublesome.

Fang Wuxian glanced at Ye Changsheng in surprise, and couldn't help but ask, "Ye Changsheng, the exercises you cultivate seem to be a little weird......

He couldn't help but ask about this matter, the little prince was the future king, and if the person who saved his life at the beginning practiced the exercises of unknown origin, he would inevitably leave hidden dangers.

Even if he doesn't ask, His Royal Highness the Second Prince and the people from the Secret Spy Division will ask, and it is better for him to deal with it than this.

Ye Changsheng smiled bitterly and said, "Father-in-law Fang, forgive me, I promised Master Yuan Ke of the Huixin Sect that I can't say it." ”

Huixin Sect, Master Yuan Ke?!

Fang Wuxian was surprised, and nodded again and again with a smile on his face: "Okay, I don't ask, I don't ask!"

Changsheng said whether he said it or not, in fact, he had already said it.

With the endorsement of Master Yuan Ke of the Huixin Sect, what else does he have to worry about?

No wonder, Ye Changsheng was falsely accused last time, but in turn he made the Huang family embarrassed, and Cifu Temple was also disgraced, which made sense.

Ye Changsheng drank a bowl of medicine and fell asleep groggy.

In his sleep, the worry-free rosary on his wrist, fluorescently circulating, constantly injected the vitality into Ye Changsheng's body, repairing his wounds and damaged organs.

The body protector lotus clothes are also quietly repairing themselves, and at the same time, all the impurities in Ye Changsheng's body are expelled from the body.

When Ye Changsheng woke up again, his injuries had improved a lot, and his face had a hint of ruddyness.

It seems to go back to three years ago, the sledgehammer carried Changsheng on his back, put him in the bucket, and when Changsheng was cleaned, he carried Changsheng wrapped in a blanket back to the bed.

Changsheng put on a shirt, wrapped it tightly in tiger skin, and carefully sat in a wheelchair.

Sledgehammer put a blanket on Changsheng's leg and pushed the wheelchair outside.

The night at Tangmen Temple is very quiet and cold.

In the empty courtyard, Ye Changsheng looked up at the falling snowflakes, stunned.

The higher a person goes, the stronger the opponent will be, and the greater the challenge will be.

If you don't have the strength to match, the higher you stand, the more miserable you will die.

No matter how lucky you are, you can't get lucky every time.

Instead of relying on luck, it is better to prepare in advance and have the strength to match, which is the king.

The Asking Sword Pavilion had already gained a foothold in Nine Wind City, and their enemies were either wiped out or driven to the capital.

In the entire Nine Winds Province, no one can stop the footsteps of the Sword Pavilion.

Changsheng made up his mind and asked the Sword Pavilion not to expand outward, but to recuperate and lay a solid foundation within the province.

Two years later, it was the enthronement ceremony of His Royal Highness the Second Prince.

Two years later, Wenjian Pavilion will embark on the journey again.

At that time, not only was he ready, but he was also ready.

Looking up at the starry sky on a snowy night, immortal silently praying, father, mother, ask the sword world, it will finally be realized in the hands of children!

......

Tens of thousands of miles away, on the border of the Glory Federation, on top of the rolling mountains, a huge island floats.

On the floating island, there are majestic halls, exquisite Qionglou Yuyu, as well as beautiful valleys and lakes.

Countless exotic flowers and plants have been conceived with a mist-like aura, enveloping the entire floating island, like a fairyland on earth.

On the silver surface of the lake, a white crane flew into the night sky, like a dreamlike light of the stars and moon, draped on its flawless silver wing feathers.

The crane flew higher and higher, and the stars in the night sky seemed to be plucked with their hands, and then it spread its wings and suspended gracefully and calmly under the sky.

On the back of the white crane, the girl in white knelt down on her knees, her smart eyes looked up at the brilliant star trail crossed by the meteor shower, and prayed sincerely.

I wish my father a victorious and triumphant return this expedition.

I wish my mother a youthful stay and good health.

I wish I can pass next year's assessment and become an inner disciple of the Star Moon Sect.

I wish Brother Kang can get his wish and become one of the top ten glorious swordsmen.

Finally, I wish Grandpa Fang, who is far away in a foreign country, eternal happiness and a long life.

The girl bowed to the night sky, closed her eyes, and put the five star crystals held in the palm of her hand into a bag.

Five stars, five wishes.

Standing up, the girl threw the bag vigorously into the starry sky, turned around, and flew away on the white crane.

The bag rolled under the starry sky, the mouth of the bag was loosened, and five star crystals scattered down.

One, as bright as a star.

Four, dull.

(End of chapter)