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Only then did everyone see that it was an old man, wearing a purple brocade robe, with a handkerchief covering his face.

Someone from the guards standing behind Ling Xiaotian recognized him and muttered in a low voice, "This is not Chu Qiancheng of the Chu Mansion. Master Chu? ”

Old Master Chu put his hands behind his back, shook his head and said, "You recognized the wrong person." ”

Including Ling Xiaotian. Everyone's faces were blackened.

How can you admit that this voice, this look...... I won't be wrong if I turn to ashes.

But since his old man said no, then he didn't.

Master Chu looked Ling Xiaotian up and down and said, "You come with me." After speaking, he didn't wait for Ling Xiaotian to agree, turned around and left.

Everyone looked at each other, and they didn't know what trick this Master Chu was going to play.

Ling Xiaotian said in a deep voice, "You go back first." After speaking, he followed Chu Qiancheng and left quickly.

Chu Qian walked quickly, took Ling Xiaotian and left the private residence of the national teacher, and the two came to an uninhabited alley.

"Let me see how much you've grown." Chu Qiancheng casually picked up a slender wooden stick from the ground of the alley.

Ling Xiaotian was silent for a moment.

"Draw your sword." Chu Qiancheng urged.

Ling Xiaotian thought for a moment and pulled his ebony flute out of his waist.

Chu Qiancheng said disdainfully, "It's a good thing to have good thoughts. But those who can achieve great things must have a black heart. ”

Ling Xiaotian smiled self-deprecatingly: "What big things can I achieve, I just want to keep what I have." "After so many years, it has been very difficult for him to save his life.

Old Master Chu nodded, "But soon...... If you don't get stronger, you'll lose even what you have now. ”

Ling Xiaotian was stunned.

Chu Qiancheng didn't continue to speak, but raised the wooden stick in his hand and stepped forward, without the slightest scruple or hesitation, the pace was like a walk.

But in Ling Xiaotian's eyes, there was not the slightest flaw in this pace.

He had to hold the ebony flute in front of him and take a stance.

Chu Qian took the slow ninety-nine to get closer, but he didn't see Ling Xiaotian make a move. So he said, "If you don't do it again, I'll pass." ”

Ling Xiaotian smiled faintly, "Then it's better to be respectful than to obey your fate." ”

The ebony flute is like a dragon out of the water, stabbing out in an instant.

Chu Qiancheng's feet did not move, but his body flew like a fall in the wind, fluctuating, and easily dodged his attack.

"The degree is very good, but the strength is insufficient." Chu Qiancheng commented, the wooden stick in his hand suddenly moved to the side, and it bent the tip of the stick into an arc like a whip. Attack the dead end at his side.

Ling Xiaotian had no choice but to retreat and turn to attack and defend, and the ebony flute drew an arc-like trajectory, ready to whip at the wooden stick in Chu Qiancheng's hand.

Chu Qiancheng did not let him succeed, but flickered his empty left hand, and his sleeve swept over Ling Xiaotian's cheek.

It seemed to be a light attack, but Ling Xiaotian felt that the oncoming wind seemed to carry a chill in his face, like a sharp blade, passing through his cheeks.

"You only have one year." Chu Qiancheng said, "After Bai Tong and Xuan, the people who want to take her eyes will come in a steady stream, if you can't become stronger, you won't be able to keep her." ”

The wooden stick and the ebony flute stumbled together, but they did not break.

Chu Qiancheng bounced away Ling Xiaotian with his backhand, and the tip of the stick in his hand came straight to his throat.

Ling Xiaotian ignored the danger that was looming at the vital point and looked directly at the other party. "What did you say?"

Why did Chu Qiancheng know about the Yin and Yang Eyes? He remembered that Su Baitong had told him that she had only told him about it, which meant that Chu Qiancheng should have heard about it from elsewhere.

"How do you know someone is going to take her eyes?" Ling Xiaotian asked anxiously.

"It's not something you should be concerned about." Chu Qiancheng withdrew the wooden stick in his hand, "If you don't have enough strength to protect her, then her fate is only a dead end, can you hear clearly?" ”

Ling Xiaotian clenched the ebony flute in his hand, "How strong do I need to become?" ”

Chu Qiancheng smiled, "Better than me." "Serving on the side of the blood.

Ling Xiaotian took a deep breath, wanting to win over Chu Qiancheng, he really didn't have confidence.

"You only have one year, and if you can't protect her, then after a year, I'll take her away."

Ling Xiaotian was stunned, "Where are you going to take her?" ”

"You don't need to know, you don't want to see her again in this life anyway." Chu Qiancheng had an evil smile on his face that didn't match his age, it was a gloating expression, "Bai Tong is a good boy, and you are not bad...... It's just a pity......"

The usual smile on Ling Xiaotian's face was gone, and in the dim light, he couldn't see the look in his eyes clearly, but Chu Qiancheng could feel that the aura on his body had changed.

"Are you finally getting serious?" Chu Qiancheng said with a smile, "Take out some real skills, and save me from underestimating you." ”

Before Chu Qiancheng's words fell, Ling Xiaotian's figure had already jumped forward, and the ebony flute swept across Chu Qiancheng's cheeks with a fierce wind.

Chu Qiancheng still stood in place, twisted his face slightly, and easily avoided it.

Ling Xiaotian missed a blow and counterattacked.

Chu Qiancheng calmly raised the wooden stick in his hand to block it.

A white light streaked through, and the wooden stick in his hand broke in two.

Immediately after, the icy touch came up and approached the back of Chu Qiancheng's neck.

The ebony flute turned into a short sword in Ling Xiaotian's hand.

"A sword in the flute?" Chu Qiancheng raised his eyebrows slightly, "Not bad." ”

Ling Xiaotian stared at him silently, not saying a word.

Chu Qiancheng raised his hand and threw away the remaining half of the wooden stick in his hand, "Remember, you only have one year." ”

Completely ignoring the sharp blade that was pressing on the back of his neck, Chu Qian flicked the dust off his body and walked out of the alley slowly.

Ling Xiaotian held the hidden sword in his hand and remained motionless for a long time.

I don't know how long it took, but a few figures flashed in from outside the alley.

"Lord ......"

"Lord Wang, are you okay, my subordinates have finally found you......"

He was the guard of the palace.

Ling Xiaotian slowly put away the hidden sword in the flute, and after closing it, it returned to the appearance of an ebony flute.

"Are you alright? What about Master Chu? ”

Ling Xiaotian didn't answer, but flicked his sleeves and walked forward.

The group left the alley, someone pulled the horse, and Ling Xiaotian turned over and got on the horse.

"Go home." Ling Xiaotian spat out two words.

While no one was paying attention, Ling Xiaotian quietly stretched out his left hand.

A crimson wound began on the back of his hand and went up to his shoulder, past his arm, and up to his shoulder.

Although he couldn't take off his clothes in public to inspect them, judging by the blood that kept flowing down his sleeves, the injury should have been not shallow.

And the one who caused this wound was nothing more than a wooden stick in Chu Qiancheng's hand just now.

He kept thinking back to the scene just now, and he was not directly hit by the other party at that time.

When he was hurt, he doesn't even have the slightest impression.

There is still a year before Su Baitong and Xu, which means that when she is fifteen years old, someone will come to take her eyes......

Who will it be?

National teacher? Or is it someone else?

Ling Xiaotian looked up at the boundless night sky, and the moon was dark red.

The red moon is like blood.