Half azure walked on the snow, leaving a series of shallow footprints.

The snowflakes fell on him, and they were shaken away by the aura on his body, leaving no trace.

Half Tianqing is dressed very handsomely, and he looks much better than he usually dresses.

In Qingshan, Tianqing has also learned some knowledge over the years.

Be sure to dress well when meeting girls.

The direction that Bantian Qing went to was a lake in the Ten Thousand Sword Pavilion.

The view of the lake was beautiful, and I had seen it during the day when I went to the quiet attic.

The snow in the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion was getting heavier and heavier, but not a single snowflake could float into that lake, and all the snowflakes that fell on that lake were scattered to other places.

There was a bridge on the lake, and there was no snow on that bridge, but there was a man and a woman.

She was sitting on the bridge, her feet dangling, admiring the snow on the other side of the lake.

The night was extremely bright under the snow and moonlight, and the night view of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion was extremely beautiful.

Ban Tianqing stood by the lake, looking at the woman on the bridge, her expression was a little distracted.

Half Tianqing watched it for a long time before he walked onto the small bridge.

"You're wearing a little thin, do you feel cold?" asked Ban Tianqing in the first sentence.

This is a meaningless sentence, how can Ling Fei, a disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion, also say that he is also a monk of the Jindan stage, this kind of snow can't make him feel a trace of cold at all.

Under such a meaningless accosting by Ban Tianqing, Ling Fei turned around and smiled at Ban Tianqing: "It's not cold, the snow scene tonight is beautiful." ”

Ban Tianqing whispered a soft "um", and then sat down beside Ling Fei.

Ban Tianqing was silent, looking at the expression on his face, he knew that he wanted to speak, but he didn't know how to speak.

Fortunately, Ling Fei said first: "Today, your understanding of kendo is very good. ”

Ban Tianqing looked at the lake, then looked at Ling Fei's star-like eyes and said, "This is all the credit of my master. ”

"You mean Senior Muyong?"

"That's right, Master, he is a very strange person, but also a very lucky person, he has found his true love since a long time ago, and he has been working hard for her. Ban Tianqing said, his voice a little yearning.

"Senior Mu Yong's feelings for the predecessors of the Xian'e Sect Lily are indeed well known. Lingfei said.

"Well, but Master said that he would never get his beloved, and he knew it a long time ago, but he still only likes Lily's predecessor alone, so this is why he has the Infatuation Sword. ”

Ling Fei smiled and said, "Senior Mu Yong may also have to thank Senior Lily. ”

"No, Master said that if he could, he hoped that he would never create a sword of infatuation, because every time he used the sword of infatuation, his heart would be pierced by thousands of swords. ”

"I can understand that feeling, and so do I. Ban Tianqing said.

"That'...... Have you found your true love?" asked Lingfei.

Ban Tianqing shook his head, "Not yet, I have known many women, and everyone I think is my true love, but no, they all chose to leave me." ”

"A friend of mine said that I was like a disciple. Ban Tianqing said again.

"What friend says that about you. Lingfei chuckled, her laughter was good.

"Chen Mingzhi. Ban Tianqing said.

"Chen Mingzhi is the head of the Xuanqing Sect?" Ling Fei said in surprise.

Ban Tianqing nodded, "That's right, it's him, he should be my friend." ”

"How did you meet?" Lingfei asked.

Ban Tianqing looked at Lingfei and said, "Back then, in Lingxi Town, I was still a mortal swordsman......"

......

In the place where the disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion lived, Wu Tong paced back and forth in his room, and he was still unable to get rid of today's humiliation.

Lin Chengqing's attitude is very good, and what he said is also very reasonable.

But so what, his face has been lost today.

That Lin Chengqing suppressed his cultivation to a lower level than himself, and defeated himself with only two swords.

Two swords!

According to Wu Tong's character, there is no way to get rid of this sense of shame.

He suddenly thought of a way, find a few problems, ask the Qingshan gang tomorrow, and get back the face he lost.

So Wu Tong took out a lot of kendo classics and began to read them.

He quickly flipped through the tomes looking for the questions he was looking for, as if he were obsessed.

Suddenly, a voice woke up Wu Tong.

"Don't waste your efforts, you can't defeat those people in Qingshan on your own. ”

Wu Tong looked at the corner of his room, and the elder of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion, Cao Pingzhen, was leaning against the corner of the wall and said to himself.

"Elder Caoping...... You...... Why are you here?" Wu Tong said nervously.

"How did I get here, you must already know this very well. Kusahi smiled, and then stepped out of the dark corner.

"I ...... I don't know......" Wu Tong looked at the grass that came over and retreated again and again.

"I don't know, today you have lost the face of our Ten Thousand Sword Pavilion, poor strength is not the original sin, but hard pretending is your fault, do you think Qingshan is like those small sword cultivation sects?" Cao Ping sneered as he walked towards Wu Tong.

"Elder, I was wrong! Please punish the elder!" Wu Tong hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed to Caoping.

Cao Ping Zhenren walked in front of Wu Tong and looked at him condescendingly.

"You're so pathetic. Cao Ping Zhenren said, and then stepped on Wu Tong's head and stepped on Wu Tong.

"Actually, you made a more serious mistake, and this mistake is more important than the loss of face in your sect. Kusahi said indifferently.

"Please also ask the elder to make it clear!" Wu Tong whimpered, he was too scared, and his body kept shaking under the grass feet.

"You insulted the Jade Sword Immortal, just because you are a bastard, you dare to question the choice of the Jade Sword Immortal, heh, what kind of thing are you, how can the Jade Sword Immortal be such a garbage as you can speculate?"

That Wu Tong couldn't believe what he heard, he didn't know that Caoping Zhenren was ...... after so many years in the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion It turned out to be an avid fan of Jade Sword Immortal Chen Xinghe!

Just under Wu Tong's disbelief, the green grass sword in the hand of Cao Ping Zhenren instantly pierced through Wu Tong's head.

The green grass sword ran from the top of Wu Tong's head to his chin.

The Bicao Sword suddenly became the Blood Grass Sword, and at the same time, the blood in Wu Tong's body was constantly being absorbed by the Bicao Sword.

It didn't take long for Wu Tong's body to turn into a puddle of silt......

......

On the lake of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion, Ban Tianqing was still sitting on the bridge with Ling Fei.

Ban Tianqing had just finished telling Lingfei how he and Chen Mingzhi met.

Of course, what Ban Tianqing said was a simplified version, which did not mention his deal with Chen Mingzhi.

It's a secret, and half a blue will never say it.

If this secret is known by Qingshan, then it will be repaid?

Even in front of a woman, half a blue will not say it.

"Hearing you say this, the head of Xuanqing Sect, Chen Mingzhi, is really an interesting person. Lingfei said.

"That's right, Chen Mingzhi is indeed an interesting person. Half Azure looked up at the moon and said.

He didn't know that every word he said was under Chen Mingzhi's surveillance.

After Chen Mingzhi came out of Jiusang's room, he looked at Ban Tianqing in his room.

Chen Mingzhi was still not at ease with Bantianqing, after all, that female disciple was a disciple of Miao Xingzhen.

And Chen Mingzhi guessed that Miao Xingzhen must hate Qingshan very much, so he wanted to put Jiusang to death.

That incident back then was not only Jiusang's fault, but also Qingshan's fault.

Therefore, Chen Mingzhi has been monitoring Ban Tianqing with his spiritual sense, afraid that something will happen to him.

"You're also a very interesting person. Ling Fei looked at Ban Tianqing and smiled.

Half Tianqing looked directly at Ling Fei's smile, and her star-like eyes made Half Tianqing's heart move.

This is a feeling that has not been seen for a long time, and Bantianqing's mood suddenly becomes extremely happy.

His hand couldn't help but grab Ling Fei's hand.

Ling Fei didn't withdraw his hand, but just let it be held by Half Tianqing.

"From the moment I saw your infatuation sword, I knew you were the one I had been looking for. Ling Fei looked at the eyes of the half-heavenly blue and said.

Lingfei's eyes revealed something that attracted Half Tianqing, making Half Azure unable to take his eyes off.

In this line of sight, Ling Fei touched Half Tianqing's face, and then kept approaching Half Tianqing.

Half Tianqing's heart fluttered, and then he slowly grabbed Ling Fei's hand and leaned back.

"Let's compete with swords, such a snowy scene is really a great blessing in life to compete with swords on such a lake, and I haven't seen your sword well in the daytime. Ban Tianqing said.

The light in Ling Fei's eyes dimmed slightly, and then he immediately showed a smile, "Okay, I must win against you this time." ”

Ban Tianqing also smiled, he jumped down first, stepped on the surface of the lake with both feet, and took out the sword with his heart and waited for Lingfei.

Ling Fei also jumped down with a smile on his face.

Moonlight, wind and snow.

On the surface of this lake, the sword light was repeated, and from time to time the woman's cheerful laughter sounded.

Such a night is a happy night, but also a murderous night.

Cao Ping Zhenren used spiritual power to move the puddle of silt out of Wu Tong's room and covered it up with the snow outside.

He sat in Wu Tong's room, opened the door, and looked at the snow outside the door while wiping his bloodstained green grass sword.

A little bit of snow blew into the room, blowing onto Kusahira's face.

Chen Mingzhi also looked at the wind and snow outside the window, he didn't do what he had to do tonight, but wrote a letter next to a fire in his room.

Chen Mingzhi did not write who this letter was addressed to, but the letter was very long.

When Chen Mingzhi finished writing, he folded the letter, put it on the stove, and slowly burned it in his hand......