As soon as the true qi entered, the little sword lost its buoyancy, and Pei Ye put it on his lap and untied the small scroll of paper.

Pei Ye was stunned because he didn't expect it to appear at this time, but he didn't expect its arrival.

That's a question he sent out yesterday.

Before, Lu Yunsheng asked for this bead because he wanted to handle the matter of Huan Death Building in the hands of Tianshan, Pei Ye didn't have any desire to fight for it, but he just had some necessary vigilance against the strange behemoth of Tianshan.

However, if he asked about his understanding of Tianshan, he couldn't even say ten sentences, even if Tianshan really had any conspiracy, he couldn't guess, let alone investigate, so he asked Lu Yunsheng to wait at that time, and he had to ask and make a decision.

The object of questioning is naturally Ming Qitian.

After reading the woman's first reply letter yesterday, Pei Li used the small sword in his hand to write again, explaining in detail what had happened in the past two days, and finally asked the woman if Tianshan could be trusted.

Miss Ming has a high vision and knows a lot; Second, she is now in Tianshan, and she can pay a little attention to Tianshan's attitude on this matter, and she can always give herself some advice.

Of course, I didn't expect a clear answer, after all, the woman only knew about it from the letter, and she didn't know about all parties.

This is also the reason why Pei Li was surprised by this reply so quickly at this time - if Miss Ming wants to reply to her question, she always has to understand and inquire, and it will take a day or two to get it right.

Now it's so fast that I can pick up the pen and go back directly after I get it.

I don't just write the words "I don't know".

It's not easy for a small sword to fly around, but you can't be so irresponsible. Pei Ye unwrapped the outer layer of the paper and spread it out, with a line of women's handwriting on it.

Sure enough, it was only a very short sentence.

"The beads you mentioned can be handed over to that Tianshan disciple, I asked them to be in charge."

Not.

Pei Ye was stunned for a moment and touched his hair.

Yes.

There is no problem, if Tianshan really has some schemes, the next generation of Sword Jun of Yunlang Mountain will personally ask, and he will indeed immediately explain everything.

Probably something like this - "Neighbor, what are you putting a clip in here for?" "Rats." "Let's collect it first, there are dolls at home in the past two days, and I love to run around." "Eh! Earlier, I quickly removed the rat poison! ”

Otherwise, the matter of beating a mouse really hurt the child of Yunlang Mountain, what should I do?

Although Pei Ye had a strange idea here, it was actually very different from the actual situation.

When Ming Qitian received the letter, he was holding a scroll and talking about the sword with several seniors in the Jade Pavilion, and after reading the letter, he temporarily left the table to visit the Zhangpai, told the letter and the reason one by one, and asked Tianshan about his plans in this matter.

However, after hearing this, the sect leader didn't know what this was at all, and only promised that no matter how Tianshan planned here, it should be stopped, and it should be released, and it would not hurt the harmony of the two families.

Then he called Ye Shuhan, but he was also at a loss, and it wasn't until Chu Xiao was called that the beginning and end of this matter were clarified.

According to Lord Chu Chi, Tianshan is only passively investigating individual cases, and has not taken the initiative to plan anything for the time being, the only plan is to see if he can take advantage of his strength to settle down in Shaolong Dao.

As for the young man mentioned by the Ming Sword Master, it was the first time that Tianshan had heard the name. If it is true as the letter says, then there is no doubt that they are friends of the same front in the Tianshan Mountains, and there is absolutely no deception, let alone any intention of murder.

So Ming Qitian thanked him on the spot and replied with a pen.

Pei Ye read it again, flipped through it, and there were indeed no extra words, so he carefully folded it and withdrew it into the cloth bag.

Then he picked up the small sword from his lap, raised his head, and looked at all the silent faces, so he smiled: "It's one. The small magic weapon of the messenger - just right, now there is a finger sword that can be used. ”

The quiet atmosphere was true and it took a while before it began to dissolve, and everyone seemed to have a lot to say, but none of them could open their mouths completely, and finally Shen Ji moved forward and handed out the hand with the sword.

"Pei Shaoxia."

Pei Ye hurriedly picked it up and fought with the woman.

"This letter. What does it do? Li Yiqing asked on the side.

"It's about the Soul Snatcher Bead, I'm not sure, I asked a knowledgeable friend." Pei Ye had a trick in his hand, "This is a reply, she said that there is no problem, and she can hand it over to Mr. Lu." ”

"Oh, you friend." The girl held her cheeks and didn't know where to ask for a while.

She wanted to ask, "Are you a good friend?" But the kind of "cherished and important" that the young man carefully stored the letter just now lacked some casualness among friends.

So Li Yiqing hesitated for a while and didn't ask again, because she suddenly felt that a strange mountain was opening a corner of the young man's body against her.

From the beginning of killing seven lives, to the high sword book, to the small sword that suddenly flew now, and the unheard friend in the letter. Together, they form a curtain on the teenager that she has never touched. It's not a matter of asking in a few words, and it's not that the boy said it to her, and it can make up for this strangeness.

But Pei Ye was still holding a move with Shen Ji with one hand, but with the other hand he reached into the cloth bag and took out the paper, obviously noticing her desire to speak and stopped.

"Whoa." He smiled and handed it to her, "Show me, my friend is very powerful." ”

"Huh?" The girl smiled in surprise, took it, and lowered her head to unfold it.

A line of very clear ink letters.

The content had not yet been recognized, and the handwriting alone made her slightly stunned.

Of course, it is very beautiful, and just now I saw the best words in that "Introduction" so far, and now, this line of words is better than those notes.

But it's hard to define it in terms of good looking and beautiful alone, and the most appropriate word would be "clear." ”

Not only the look and feel brought by good pen, good paper, and good ink, but also the horizontal and vertical strokes of the word, in fact, there are many links between it, and it can be imagined that the owner is not writing it in a serious environment. It's more like a note than a letter.

But it's about giving you an intuitive sense of clarity from which you can analyze many sensations – clear, clean, powerful, calm, calm.

If words are like people. Li Yiqing swiped over the thought, and the content on the paper was already in sight.

Very concise and to the point.

"The beads you mentioned can be handed over to that Tianshan disciple, I asked them to be in charge."

“.”

Li Yiqing unconsciously glanced at Pei Li, and the young man was casually picking a flaw and hitting Shen Qi's wrist.

Then she turned her head and read the sentence again.

"The beads you mentioned can be handed over to that Tianshan disciple, I asked them to be in charge."

If this "they" do not refer to the Tianshan Mountains, who else could they refer to?

She did the same thing as the boy had just done - flipped through the paper, but there was really no more extra words.

She poked Pei Li, who was polite with Shen Qi, and pointed to the words on the paper and said, "Who is in charge?" ”

"Tianshan."

Oh, Tien Shan.

Li Yiqing frowned and looked at Pei Li, and Pei Ye also looked at her.

"Your friend is really good." After being quiet for a while, Li Yiqing handed him back the letterhead, and his hands were a little unconscious, "Who is he—can you say it?" ”

Pei Li smiled: "She-"

Suddenly, he looked at the girl, rolled his eyes, and said with a smile: "Don't talk about it at this time, she will come to Bowang in ten days, and I will introduce you to each other at that time." ”

"Oh yes." Li Yiqing glanced at him a little strangely.

Then Pei Li's eyes fell on the girl's waist: "Is that one impossible to find?" ”

"Oh, yes." Li Yiqing lowered his head and held up the small wooden sword hanging from his waist, "That mechanism can only be activated once, and after using it, it can only be dismantled and reloaded, and some of it must be melted - in fact, it is better to cast a new one." ”

Pei Li remembered that when she got out of the carriage that day, she was clutching the empty shell. For a long time, that little sword should be the girl's sustenance and support, even if it is helpless to be damaged now, Pei Li has seen it in the past two days, and the girl still subconsciously touches her waist from time to time.

Pei Ye nodded and said softly, "When the time comes, I'll give you a gift." ”

The girl's eyebrows and eyes: "When?" ”

"Well, ten days."

"Okay." The girl smiled, "Give me what?" ”

"That's clear."

"I don't know if I don't say it, don't you point to the sword?" Li Yiqing said with a smile, "How can anyone say that they want to give a gift immediately after asking." ”

"Do you want it?"

"Yes!"

Pei Ye smiled.

After chatting here, the disciple's side has not yet opened the second round, but is chatting and waiting, it turns out that they want Pei Li to be the first to fight, otherwise in this situation of the ring match, they can only watch Pei Tiancai fight, or release the water, it is too enjoyable.

As soon as he heard this, Pei Ye immediately refused and sat down in the middle - when he was a child, he had to organize a group of others to treat him one, and then distribute it to others, and he chose the thickest grass to kill.

Now as soon as he sat down, his pride suddenly rose, he smiled and looked at the senior brothers and sisters around him, and the little jade sword turned between his hands, like his sixth white finger.

And when the small sword here was organized again, the battle of the long sword on the other side became more and more enthusiastic, and the disciples of the White Bamboo Pavilion had already gone down and won the Seven Columns, and there was also a song of Seven Herons on the other side of the literary field, and the long shirts were gathering around to talk.

And in the queue of Qijiao, a person suddenly stood up, and shouted a few words to the pale and heavy disciples, the faces of the disciples seemed to change a little, and a few stood up, but he pressed down, and he first picked up his sword and walked to the field.

Then this person connected three people, including a fourth life of Baizhu Pavilion.

The twenty-five or sixteen-year-old man's eyes swept bloodshot at everyone, and the relaxed atmosphere on the side of the martial arts field began to become a little solemn.

However, the attention of the literary field was attracted, and the literati who were friendly with Qijiao had already made two poems, and four and five egrets flew respectively.

Kuang Rong, who had not participated in the conversation and was sitting and staring at the field, reported this scene in front of the girl at this time, and the girl glanced at it.

You don't have to make a sound to figure out what's going on, in the form of playing one by one, you will naturally suffer if you play first, which is why Cui Yu has not moved so far.

But in the past few poetry meetings, Qijiao has always been the first to go up, relying on the talent to smile and pride the audience.

Now, in fact, their second-generation disciples have not suffered any damage, and they are still the strongest among the three Bowang factions, but they have all lost their hearts, and no one dares to move first in a panic.

The wind knows the strength of the grass, and the person who jumped out is Junjie.

But Junjie also has his own ceiling, under such a general trend, if you want to turn the tide, you have to become a pillar of the sky.

Your name is also Pei Li?

Li Yiqing lightly retracted his gaze, nodded at Senior Brother Chu Nian, who was poking his head out and staring at Pei Li's finger, and pointed to the field.

Chu Nian raised his head with a surprised smile, glanced at it, and when he turned around, he smiled, raised his sword and hugged the girl, and then went on the field.

Cui Yu's most powerful four-life disciple was waiting for work with ease, and under the twentieth time, Qijiao, the up-and-coming disciple, was slammed into the chest by Chu Nian, and fainted on the spot.

The blood of Cuiyu's disciple was not filled in his eyes, but there was no shortage of anger in his heart, if it wasn't for the poetry meeting, it was not the knee that just bumped into it, but the blade of the sword.

And after this person was defeated, for a while, no one from Qijiao went down again.

This is the difference between the two factions' mode of operation, Cui Yu takes the most orthodox way of accepting disciples, carefully selected, virtue before art, and no money, if the disciple's family is in difficulty, the sect will help some. After the entry, the master treats the apprentice like a son, the apprentice serves the master like a father, and the brother and sister are like siblings.

Recruiting disciples in this way naturally does not go up, and it is time-consuming and laborious to cultivate, but almost every disciple is extremely loyal, with the mountain gate as the family gate and the cuiyu inheritance as their own inheritance, and the cohesion is extremely strong.

And Qijiao's side is late, and it is a green forest style, and the atmosphere is chaotic, so naturally it can't be like Cui Yu. And recruiting disciples with huge profits, although the number is extremely large, and there are indeed many talents under the mixture of fish and dragons, but when the fire is cooking, everything is easy to say, everything is thriving, and when the sect is in trouble, it is impossible to expect the disciples to be like Cui Yu one by one.

After Chu Nian came on the field, the other martial artists present had already seen that something was wrong, and no one was willing to go up and intervene, so it took a long time for another Qijiao Sisheng to come up, and then he was smashed by Chu Nian with a punch on the door in the thirty-fourth place.

The man took the white towel and wiped the blood on his hands, then looked up at the Qijiao team with an expressionless face.

In this way, he took over two four lives of Qijiao, and was defeated by one of Qijiao and one of them. Although this kind of name was not set up, the level of the four lives was indeed won by Cui Yu.

Then the poem made for Chu Nian was also released, and after winning four games in a row, there were indeed celebrities involved, and this time there were eight egrets flying, which was the highest since the opening.

And after Qijiao Wusheng came to power, Cuiyu was on Shen Qi's side, as Cuiyu's only Wusheng who can fight now, Shen Qi did hold up this lintel and won this game with a little difficulty.

However, Qijiao still had two five lives, and in the face of the second enemy who came up, Shen Ji struggled to support the forty he, and finally failed. And Li Yiqing's injuries have not healed, and it seems that Cuiyu's side has lost.

Then Li Yiqing reached out and nodded some Pei liquid.

At this time, the young man just knocked the last disciple's finger sword "bell" to the ground, and proudly completed the complete victory of the small sword field.

He turned his head with a smile and looked at Li Yiqing inquiringly: "What's wrong?" ”

"Straight down." The girl pointed off the field.

"Oh." Pei Ye lifted his sword and stood up, the smile on his face remained unchanged - the big sword wins and wins.

He put the little jade sword and the "Introduction" into a cloth bag, handed the bag to the girl to hold, and then took the sword to the field.

Today's purpose of Cui Yu is to take all the fame that can be taken, and let Pei Li take what he can't get, in short, try not to let Qijiao win. In fact, there is not only a poetry meeting, but any assembly in the future, Cui Yu will be able to fight to the fullest. is to forcefully announce to Bowang that Qijiao, it's time to withdraw.

Li Yiqing watched the young man walk onto the field, and like the previous games, there was no etiquette.

He took out his sword, one move, two moves, three moves - with a "bell", the sword of this Wusheng fell off his wrist and fell to the ground.

The audience was silent for a moment, and they had just begun to talk about the appearance and origin of the young man.

Everyone on the other side of the literary field was surprised and dazed, looked at each other, and the voice that sounded the most was: "Huh? ”

The Cuiyu woman just now is already very, very powerful, and Qi Jiao, the fifth life, is not allowed at all, the two have contributed an extremely exciting fight just now, the body is in shape, the true qi is chaotic, and the leaf is howling. The scribes who came for the first time were so addicted that they called it worthwhile.

Of course, where can I go to see the two five lives fighting each other on weekdays? Many people have never seen Wusheng make a move.

Jing picked up poetry, many celebrities and scholars made poems for the scene just now, and there were three poems of eight herons, and the atmosphere reached the highest level since the opening.

And now, a young man who was too young came up, drew his sword and clanked it two or three times, and then the sword of this fifth life "clanged" to the ground, and the victory and defeat were already divided.

Many didn't even react – what's going on? Is this a courtesy for juniors? What about the one you just used to cut the crack in the stone? What about the swift and dense sword light like snowflakes?

Why is it like a wooden man, who doesn't make a move and lets others beat him?

While the scribes were confused, there was the most neat exclamation and commotion since the opening of the martial arts field, and then the nine columns fell full of drapes, wrapping the young man in it.

This is really a layman's way to see the lively insider's doorway, and many people have inquired about the origin of this strange young face.

"My friend, Bong Huai Pei Li!" Zhang Dingyun stretched out his arms and shouted, "Heroic boy, Kendo Zhiyu, honest and resolute!" Five days later, the candidates for the martial arts competition, all the literary friends cheer for him! ”

After raising his arms and shouting, Zhang Dingyun began to deal with the surprise in his heart - isn't Pei Li only three lives?

I've got to get a fan for me to name." The little fat man looked at the young man on the field and muttered to himself, and didn't forget to look down at Fang Jidao next to him, "It's much more face-saving than being friends with you!" ”

And on the field, soon another five lives of seven Jiao came up, which was also their last five lives. This time the scribes leaned over the railings and watched without blinking.

This newcomer to Wusheng looked like he was in his thirties, and he was dressed as a scribe, wearing a long robe and a crown, and wearing a long sword at his waist - this was not a talent cultivated by Qijiao, but a thug hired from a neighboring state for money.

Many of the warriors knew that this was the strongest five beings of the Seven Jiao today, and the scribes immediately realized this extraordinary sound as soon as this person made a move—because the wind was already coming in and pulling their turbans back!

I've never had this kind of power before!

Maybe it was because he saw the weakness of the same door just now after he was fighting with the boy, this time he came up directly with this move, and when the boy saw him, this move was already unstoppable.

It is indeed a killer move that makes people subconsciously dodge, straight, powerful, resolute, as sharp as angry thunder, and as fast as lightning.

Light amber is like the sky, the white stone is the platform, the tall trees stand quietly, the yellow leaves are dancing, and two hundred people are staring at this sword. In such an autumn scene, a man in Confucian clothes swept towards Pei Li, like a thick ink pen pulling a heavy and powerful ink line on this picture!

'It's broken, and you want to see blood!' Many warriors were in their hearts.

And at the end of this ink line, the boy just stood still, tilting his head, as if he had just seen the enemy clearly.

It wasn't until the moment before he connected with the angry python that he lifted his wrist, and the blade of the sword cut into the other party's impact at an oblique angle.

At the same time as the "ding" sounded, the true qi in the young man's wrist condensed into a muscle bundle, and he raised his foot and took a step back.

Then, "Ding Ding" was connected into a silver plate of dense beads, and the blades of the sword flew into silver light and shattered shadows.

The boy took a total of seven steps back, and out of twenty-one swords, the whole process ended in one breath. When the last "ding" fell, the Confucian sword fell to the ground crookedly, and the crown of his head flew high, and his hair was messy.

Behind him, the young man who was standing quietly with his sword in his hand gently stretched out his hand and steadily caught the fallen crown and hat.

Then he threw it on the ground.

The wind has stopped, and the countless yellow leaves that have just been lifted are still slowly falling.

The winner is decided.

In terms of time, this time it ended a little faster than the last, but this time, the scribes at least saw how the boy made a move.

And it's clear and it's amazing!

The calm stepping, the exquisite control, the true beauty of the sword were revealed to them in this attack.

The sky is wet and the sheath is deep, and the sword is difficult to hide for a long time. This must be written by the layman according to this person, such a sword, of course, should not be hidden!

The applause continued, and the atmosphere reached a peak again, and there was hardly anyone sitting on the scribe's side anymore, and for a while they even competed with each other for the nearest pen and ink.

Next, Baizhu Pavilion, Wuguan Dart Bureau, Jianghu Sanren and so on came up again, and in the case of no hatred and no resentment, Pei Ye did not use this ruthless and humiliating means of winning, but won steadily one by one with full courtesy.

There is no longer the same impact and amazement as just now.

The poems have been completed one after another, and the quality of the poems this time is far better than just a few performances.

Li Yiqing watched from a distance, the thirteen heron herons were already reading poems, and the girl guessed that this time it was likely to produce a poem of ten herons.

She was not surprised, and when she invited the boy up, she was ready to see this moment of light.

Everyone doesn't know the name "Pei Li", not because he lacks strength, but because he hasn't been seen yet. He was a rare pearl of the night, but he just needed to be taken out of the box.

It was in this thought that the girl unconsciously pinched the cloth bag in her hand and touched the thick layer of it.

Yugong moves mountains, water droplets and stones wear, Jingwei reclaims the sea, and I will pay it all back sooner or later!

Still owe 33 more.

(End of chapter)