Chapter Twenty-Six: The Final of the Big Competition (Part I)

Yan Yunbei cleared his throat, and when he heard the voice, Bing Xue immediately pushed Linhua away, looked for the sound, and saw that it was Yan Yunbei, and immediately turned around and walked to Yan Yunbei and called, "Father." ”

"General Yan. Linhua stood in place and saluted to Yan Yunbei.

Yan Yunbei looked at the ice and snow in front of him and said, "You come with me." ”

When Yan Yunbei was leaving, he didn't forget to glance at Linhua who was standing in place, and when he turned around, he saw that the servant was still stunned, and said with a pulled face: "Don't leave yet." ”

As soon as the servant turned his head, he saw Yan Yunbei's calm face, and he was so frightened that he hurriedly trotted all the way to catch up with Yan Yunbei's footsteps.

Bing Xue was a little nervous, and when he saw Yan Yunbei's gloomy face just now, he was obviously angry.

Bing Xue couldn't help but look at Linhua, who was still standing in the center of the courtyard, and happened to collide with Linhua's line of sight.

Bing Xue frowned, if it weren't for this person, his father wouldn't be angry, no, the top priority is to quickly explain this matter to his father.

It seems that she will still have to pay more attention in the future and keep her distance from Linhua.

Bing Xue came to the door of the study, and saw the servant who came out of the study with trembling hands and feet.

Bingxue straightened her clothes and walked in.

There was a low air pressure in the study, and Yan Yunbei was sitting on a chair in front of him, drinking a cup of tea in his hand.

Feeling the arrival of ice and snow, Yan Yunbei put the teacup down, and the tea in the cup instantly splashed out and fell on the table around him.

"Father. The pace of the ice and snow staggered and stopped not far away.

Yan Yunbei's eyes were firmly fixed on the ice and snow, his face was gloomy, and the hand holding the teacup was clutching the body of the cup, and there was a friction between his hand and the wall of the cup.

Yan Yunbei asked word by word: "What's the matter?"

"Father ......" Bingxue then told Yan Yunbei everything about the matter.

Yan Yunbei was silent after hearing this, and said after a while: "This doctor Lin has an extraordinary background, and his words are telling you that I have a clear understanding of everything about us. ”

Bingxue nodded.

Yan Yunbei said: "What he said is good, this martial arts skill is indeed extremely strict with the bloodline, the purer the bloodline of the person who practices this method, and the cleaner the medulla, the faster the cultivation." ”

Yan Yunbei said and looked outside the house, and said slowly: "It's just that he can miss a sentence, the person who cultivates this method must be the Yan bloodline." ”

Bing Xue was stunned and said, "Then he ......" Then didn't he already know their identities.

Yan Yunbei bowed slightly, and his face was solemn.

Hearing this, Bing Xue immediately held the hilt of the sword tightly, pulled out the sword and was about to fight Linhua to the death.

Since Linhua already knew their identities, he must have known their plans, and it seems that this person will not be able to stay.

"Wait. Yan Yunbei shouted and made ice and snow.

Yan Yunbei sighed lightly and said, "This person's martial arts are strong and unfathomable, and he is not your opponent of mine. Since he deliberately concealed it, he was making a stand. ”

Now that he is willing to instruct you, you humbly ask. It's just ......" Yan Yunbei's gaze fell on Bing Xue, and continued, "Bing Xue, since you have promised me to avenge Yan Chao, you must no longer waste energy on the matter of children's affection. ”

Saying that, Yan Yunbei's eyes lit up, looked at the ice and snow, and said with a solemn face: "My father wants you to make a poisonous oath here, as long as the country's hatred and family hatred have not been avenged for a day, you will not be involved in the affairs of children's affection for a day." ”

Under Yan Yunbei's gaze, Bing Xue raised his silver sword, and the cold light flashed, cutting off a strand of green silk.

"Today, I, Yan Mei Bingxue, swear here, I will never be emotional in this life, if there is a violation, the five thunders will hit the top, and the soul will be scattered. ”

When I returned to the courtyard, I saw a person in a dark red robe sitting on a stone chair, his long dark hair hanging down against his waist, his posture was lazy, and his eyes were lowered to look at a white petal on his fingertips.

Thinking that this person had already understood everything, a trace of complexity flashed under the eyes of Bing Xue, and he walked in front of Linhua.

"Lin Gongzi. ”

Lin Hua raised his head when he heard this, and the indifference in his eyes was long gone, replaced by an boundless gentle smile.

Bing Xue sat down opposite Lin Hua, looked at Lin Hua and said, "Lin Gongzi, I just demonstrated the exercises one by one, I don't know what Lin Gongzi suggests?"

Linhua's white fingers were lightly picked, and the petals on the fingertips flew out instantly, and the pear petals jumped in a graceful arc in the air, and quickly fell to the ground.

Linhua slowly spoke: "Miss Yan, do you know why this flower is broken?"

Bingxue thought carefully for a moment and replied, "The petals hit the ground extremely fast, and they only relied on a little support, and the load on one point was too heavy to preserve the petals' shape. ”

Lin Hua bowed slightly, stood up and said: "Cultivate the exercises to avoid slowness and agility, avoid masculinity and femininity, pay attention to the combination of strength and qi, and integrate your own qi and blood into every action when cultivating, so as to give the exercises vitality." ”

After pondering for a moment, Bingxue picked up the silver sword, walked to an open space and began to practice again.

The sword flashed, and the silver sword was pulled out of its scabbard and waved in the air, bringing a gust of wind.

Between the white robes flying, the ice and snow holding the silver sword in the forest will dance the second style of the divine skill freely and vividly, one move and one style, one pick and one turn, the speed is appropriate, sometimes rapid and sometimes slow, and the changes between every move are smooth, and the swaying posture is vivid.

Rising from the ground, Bing Xue was dressed in a white robe like a fairy in a painting, set off by a hundred flowers, and his demeanor was outstanding for a while, and the silver sword held tightly in his bare hand pointed to the sky.

"The sword goes as you like!"

The sword roared, and the ice and snow were wrapped in the pear blossom whirlwind, his eyes were closed, and he waved the silver sword in his hand, and immediately a burst of explosion sounded in his ears.

Her thick and long eyelashes trembled, and Bing Xue opened her eyes, and her eyes couldn't help but be dotted with a little light.

I saw that in the continuous explosion sound, the white petals surrounding the ice and snow cracked one by one from the inside out, and in the blink of an eye, they all turned into powder.

Ice and snow fell from the air, the silver sword returned to the sheath, the ice and snow stretched out his hand, and after a while, his hand was covered with a layer of white powder, and the brows that had been frowning gradually stretched, and his lips couldn't help but raise slightly.

Bing Xue walked up to Linhua and saluted.

"Thank you, Mr. Lin. ”

Seeing the smile on Bingxue's face, the smile on Linhua's lips became deeper and deeper.

On the royal martial arts arena, the apricot yellow flag fluttered in the wind, and the competition platform was surrounded by the audience.

Bing Xue came to the martial arts arena with Yan Yunbei, and when he saw the most central martial arts platform surrounded by the audience, the hand holding the silver sword couldn't help but tighten, and his eyes instantly ignited a fiery battle intent.

Yan Yunbei, who was standing beside Bing Xue, bowed his head slightly when he saw this, and said, "Go ahead." ”

Bing Xue nodded at Yan Yunbei, and immediately turned around and walked to the player's seat.

In the high pavilion, Wei Zhongyuan was already sitting on the table, chatting with other ministers of the DPRK and China, when he saw Yan Yunbei coming up, he picked up a wine glass with wine on the table and walked towards Yan Yunbei.

Wei Zhongyuan said with a smile: "General Yan, time flies so fast, and in a blink of an eye, it will be the final of the big competition." ”

Yan Yunbei sat down on the seat, his eyes swept over Wei Zhongyuan, and he looked directly at the competition platform below.

Wei Zhongyuan was bored with himself for a while, but he still sat down next to Yan Yunbei, followed Yan Yunbei's gaze, and couldn't help laughing: "The old man has never seen General Yan care so much, it seems that Ling Ai is very heavy in General Yan's heart." ”

Still no response.

"But it's strange to think about it, I heard that on the day Ling Ai was born, there was a vision in the sky, and Ling Ai ......" Wei Zhongyuan was saying, Yan Yunbei suddenly turned his head, Wei Zhongyuan felt a chill from Yan Yunbei's gaze at him, and immediately stopped talking.

Wei Zhongyuan felt a little inexplicable, this old guy has never liked to take care of people, didn't he just say a few more words, could it be annoying now?

Wei Zhongyuan sat quietly on the seat, and when he looked down and saw the wine in his hand, he raised his head and took a sip, a spicy taste spread in his throat, and Wei Zhongyuan couldn't help coughing a few times.

caused Yan Yunbei to look at it again.

Wei Zhongyuan cleared his throat, straightened his clothes and stood up under Yan Yunbei's gaze, and walked to a place. Looking closely, Wei Zhongyuan's hand holding the wine glass trembled a little, and he was unexpectedly disgusted by the Lord Xiangguo of the Jin Dynasty.

Not long after Bingxue sat down on the seat, a crisp and sweet voice came: "Bingxue!"

Bing Xue's heart moved, looked over, couldn't help laughing, and called: "Ziruo." ”

I saw a woman standing not far away, the woman was wearing a purple skirt, a purple soft whip pinned to her waist, her hair was gently curled up by a white jade hairpin, full of vitality, a pair of bright big eyes blinked at the ice and snow, and walked over with a smile.

Ziruo walked up to Bingxue and sat down beside Bingxue.

Bing Xue saw the bandage wrapped around Ziruo's hand, her eyes showed worry, and asked, "How is the injury?"

Zi Ruo laughed a few times and said, "Bing Xue, why am I a martial arts practitioner, this little injury is like tickling, it's nothing." You see, I'm not pretty good right now. ”

Looking at Ziruo's slightly exaggerated expression, Bing Xue couldn't help but smile.

Zi Ruo glanced at the side of the Wutai and whispered to Bing Xue: "Bing Xue, I heard that the rewards of this big competition are different from the past, and those who win the championship in the finals of the big competition can choose any one of the tributes paid by the Han Dynasty, which are all rare treasures." ”

Bing Xue thought of her mother, who was still lying on the sickbed, and the battle intent in her eyes was even stronger, this competition must be won, and she is going to decide on this three-flavor Qingling Pill!

Ziruo looked at the rest of the contestants who were carefully watching the contest and had qualified to participate in the finals of the competition, and lowered her voice and said to Bing Xue: "I also heard that because the Han Dynasty has repeatedly disrupted the border order in recent years, the saint wants to select generals for the imperial court, so the person who wins in the final of this competition will be directly appointed as the general of the court by the saint." ”

"Moreover, in the future, he may replace General Wei Lie to lead the entire Yan family army!"

Bing Xue was shocked in his heart, and couldn't help but look at Yan Yunbei, who was sitting on the high pavilion.