Among the mountains behind the Divine Hidden Pavilion, a figure stood on the surface of the lake.

The toes touched the calm surface of the lake, and a circle of ripples swept into the distance.

This person is the only one in the entire great lake, and there seems to be an invisible force in the darkness that maintains the balance of this person.

This lake is a small world.

On the edge of the lake in the distance, Li Haomiao and Yan Duyan stood side by side, looking at the figure in the lake.

"Wei Wuji is already fine. You can leave, and when he breaks through, I'll tell him to come and find you. Yan Duyan said.

Li Haomiao smiled: "Are you driving me away?" ”

Yan Duyan glanced at Li Haomiao and said, "Compared to your non-saying goodbye, I would rather drive you away at the moment." ”

When Li Haomiao heard this, he couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly.

Women just hold grudges, but they still can't forget the events of the past.

But Li Haomiao didn't dare to say anything. A woman who gave birth to a daughter for you, can't help but say a few words?

The two walked around the lake, and they were a pair of beautiful people, and they were also a pair of beautiful people.

The Kendo Grandmaster and the Divine Hidden Pavilion Master are undoubtedly a match made in heaven.

"Yu Zhi returned to Beijing all the way, without any helpers around him, and there were many dangers. Yan Yun's eighteen horsemen ignored the agreement with you and killed Yu Zhi. It's something you regret not coming. Yan Duyan calmly analyzed.

Li Haomiao said indifferently: "That kid dares to return to Beijing, he must have made full preparations." If Mr. Three arrives, I'm afraid he will be killed by this kid. Yu Zhi, follow me, be clever when you are young. ”

Yan Duyan's footsteps stopped, her beautiful eyes raised slightly, and she mocked: "This romance is also with you?" ”

Li Haomiao was stunned and didn't dare to answer.

"Hmph, your uncle and nephew are the same. Yu Zhi obviously has Li Wantong, but he came to provoke Yan Yi again. Li Haomiao, do you want to watch your daughter go to make others small? ”

"I'm telling you, if Yu Zhi really dares to let Yan Yi be small, the Divine Hidden Pavilion will not let him go."

Li Haomiao muttered, "What does this have to do with me? Besides, it was Yan Yi who went to provoke that kid and hated to marry the girl. ”

"What did you say?" Yan Duyan said coldly.

"No, no, no." How dare Li Haomiao answer.

Yan Duyan sighed, knowing her daughter Mo Ruomu.

When Yan Yi was young, Yan Duyan sent her to Kyoto ruthlessly, and the experience along the way was full of difficulties and dangers, but she also cared about Yan Yi. Behind Yan Yi, there were people from the Divine Hidden Pavilion secretly protecting him everywhere.

The so-called grinding, Yan Duyan and Li Haomiao have the same opinion, blindly protecting can't withstand the wind and rain.

Everything in the world, such as the tall pines and cypresses, the stubborn stones of perseverance, will always have a day of decay, but after the devastation of the cold winter and the baptism of wind and snow, it will be more vibrant.

"The fisherman followed Yan Yi, thinking it was enough." Yan Duyan continued, "This morning, a secret report came that two more people from Yanyun's eighteen horsemen appeared in Beiliang Mansion, with obvious intentions. ”

Li Haomiao's brows furrowed, and his agreement with the boss of the hat seemed to be out of number.

As Yan Duyan said, there is no regret medicine in the world. Yu Zhi is dead, and nearly twenty years of forbearance are meaningless.

"That old guy is more than enough to deal with scholars and swordsmen, if four of Yan Yun's eighteen horsemen appear, Yu Zhi will be in danger." Li Haomiao said.

Yan Duyan said: "Not only is Yu aware of the danger, but according to Yan Yi's character, she will never give up Yu Zhi. I want you to bring Yan Yi back! ”

There are many things in the world that cannot be repented of.

Li Haomiao looked at Yan Duyan, and the picture from many years ago reappeared in front of him.

The bright scenery of the year has become a passing cloud in the blink of an eye.

It is precisely because of remorse and regret that Li Haomiao cherishes the people in front of him even more.

Twenty years ago, the first beauty in the north gave birth to her daughter and raised her alone. This situation is by no means something that Li Haomiao can live up to.

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Once upon a time, Yu Zhi liked to be quiet. In the Wendao Academy, I am afraid that there are many people, and some people with evil intentions have assassinated themselves.

So it's good to be quiet.

But it is obvious that the current tranquility makes Yu Zhi more and more worried.

It has been five days since Yu Zhi and the two of them left Tianshui City, and for five whole days, the road has been calm and there has been no disturbance.

The two of them are like most teenagers who have traveled the rivers and lakes, watching the beautiful scenery of mountains and rivers and seeing the fireworks in the world, so uncomfortable.

But it is all Yan Yi's freedom, and only Yu Zhi is left to worry.

The plainclothes light horse slowly walked in the direction of Kyoto.

"I said, aren't you worried?" Yu Zhi said depressedly.

Yan Yi twisted a small purple flower on her fingertips, believing in the reins, leisurely, if you don't know the details, you must think that Yan Yi is the young lady who goes out to play.

The purple flowers turned, and a faint fragrance of flowers entered Yan Yi's nose.

"What's the use of worrying?" Yan Yi inserted purple flowers in her hair, looking fresh and refined.

"It's you who they're going to kill, not me, so what am I worried about?"

Yan Yi's mending knife stabbed Yu Zhi's heart.

"Woman, you are so ruthless!" Yu Zhi said bitterly.

Yan Yi raised her eyebrows and showed a bright smile. "Is it pretty?"

Yu Zhi heard the sound, looked back, and quickly turned his head.

"Ugly, ugly!"

"Hmph, stinky man, duplicity!"

Yan Yi was cunning and arrogant, and she couldn't hide the smugness in her eyes.

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Summer thunderstorms always brew for a long time, and only after the heavy black clouds are piled up like city walls will pour in.

In a matter of moments, the thunder will cease, and the rain will merge into a stream on the ground, wash away the mud, and gather the mud into an even larger mud flow.

Mr. San looked at the thunderstorm outside the window and was stunned for a moment.

He doesn't like the rain, not at all.

On that rainy night many years ago, he killed a lot of people, and then he was afraid. For fear of being discovered, he killed those people.

So, he hid.

This hiding is more than ten years.

Time is the most mysterious magic in the world.

It can make people forget their fears and wipe out countless lives.

It is true that Mr. Three has no fear of the past.

Maybe it was because he was so scared that he wanted to kill Yu Zhi and kill the last bloodline of those people.

"What are we waiting for? Kill Yu Zhi, no one knows that we did it. The knife catcher touched the long knife in his hand and said.

Mr. Three came back to his senses, and the sound of the rain disturbed his thoughts.

"The agreement between the boss and Li Haomiao is still there. If we kill Yu Zhi, we will only provoke a crazy Li Haomiao. ”

The knife catcher snorted coldly and said, "Yu Zhineng can fight Cangshui in front of Cangshan. One of your armor-piercing killers can't help him. Unless I wait, I'm ......"

At this, the Knife Catcher smiled, and his single eye flashed with a cold and cruel light.

"Even if someone who pierces the armor and six grades kills Yu Zhi, Li Haomiao will not keep his word."

The meaning of the knife catcher is obvious.

No matter who killed Yu Zhi, it was impossible for Li Haomiao not to interfere.

If Yu Zhi died, whether he was killed by the armor-piercing Liupin, or by the people on the open stele, he would be retaliated by Li Haomiao's madness.

Mr. Three turned his head to look at the rain outside the window. How could he not know this?

"His Royal Highness the King of Chu has been in the Lonely Heaven Pagoda for several months, and he will definitely be able to step into the Grandmaster Realm soon. At that time, we don't have to worry about Li Haomiao's threat. And Yu Zhi... Had to kill. ”

"Had to kill?" The Knife Catcher said.

Mr. San's gaze seemed to be deep in the rain curtain, and he said firmly: "I have to kill!" ”

The knife catcher stared at Mr. Three, only for a moment.

Everyone in Yanyun's eighteen rides has their own secrets, some of which can be spoken, and some of which are unbearable and difficult to talk about in the past.

The Eighteen Cavalry itself is secretive, just as Mr. Three is just Mr. Three, and the Knife Catcher is just a Knife Catcher, and the vast majority of people are just a code name.

For example, the blind eye of the knife catcher, no one knows how it was blind.

The "had to kill" in Mr. San's mouth was obviously a secret that he had buried for a long time.

Yu Zhi, Yu Zhi... and commensurate with Li Haomiao's uncle and nephew...... The knife catcher guessed a thing or two.

Twenty years ago, the knife catcher had never met Mr. Three. However, he knew that Mr. Three had been wandering in the north all those years.

When it rains for a cup of tea, the summer rain is light and dusty, and the fragrance of the earth blows into the house, carrying infinite vitality.

Mr. San finally withdrew his gaze, and he continued with interest: "Fortunately, that kid has offended a lot of people. Someone will kill him for me! ”

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Far away Kyoto is not as heavy as the northern part of the country, and the heavy rain sweeps away the dust.

Even the summer rain is about to fall, and suddenly the clouds and rain will stop.

It's like the courtiers in Kyoto who are half-talking, relying on guessing people's hearts and seeking a way to survive.

Inside Baiweiju, Xiao Jingyu and Xiang Jinghao sat opposite each other, drank tea in summer to relieve the heat, and ate some snacks from Baiweiju. It's a day of leisure.

"Jing Hao, how is the princess's body?" Xiao Jingyu asked.

Xiang Jinghao put down the teacup and said, "Thank you Your Highness for your concern." My mother has been recuperating in the house for a long time, and her body is fine. However, the doctor said that the mother's depression is difficult to solve, and the heart disease is difficult to treat. must have been annoyed by Qiu Ruoruo's slut. ”

Xiao Jingyu glanced at Xiang Jinghao without a trace.

The word slut scolds others for being fine.

But if it is placed on Qiu Ruoruo's body, it is inappropriate.

Xiao Jingyu did not dissuade him, he knew Xiang Jinghao's temperament, he was used to lawlessness in Nanzhou Mansion, and it was difficult to change his arrogant and domineering temperament when he returned to Kyoto.

Persuasion is also in vain.

Because of the incident between Xiang Jinghao and Qiu Ruoruo, Xiao Jingyu was also reprimanded by Emperor Chu.

There is a loss, there is a gain.

After being reprimanded, Xiao Jingyu also knew Xiao Yuande's thoughts. Fortunately for him, Xiao Yuande gave him a chance to compete for the throne.

"I heard that Qiu Ruoruo has a righteous brother named Yu Zhi. I heard that this person is very close to my royal brother. Xiao Jingyu said.

Speaking of Yu Zhi, Xiang Jinghao's face was full of anger again.

After drinking the tea in one gulp, Xiang Jinghao said with disgust: "Yu Zhi, this person is as hateful as Qiu Ruoruo. Untouchable ants who don't know the rules. I heard that he has made meritorious service in Beiliang Mansion and will return to Beijing in a few days. ”

Unexpectedly, Jing Hao and Yu Zhi also had a grudge..... Xiao Jingyu smiled in his heart.

Xiang Jinghao suddenly looked at Xiao Jingyu and said frankly: "Your Highness doesn't want this person to return to Beijing?" ”

"What can you do?" Xiao Jingyu is also a bold master.

said that Xiang Jinghao was arrogant, but Xiao Jingyu's mind was not necessarily cowardly, otherwise how would he fight for the throne?

For him, the royal brother, Xiao Jingyu is even more ruthless.

Xiang Jinghao looked at the ripples on the Weiming Lake, and said confidently: "Your Highness, rest assured, leave this matter to me." ”