Let's say that after Yang Feng won Li Muming, he became the default boss among the four generations of disciples of Xuanwen's family. Li Muming will kill himself if he commits many injustices, and after those disciples knew that Li Muming was not really invincible, they fell into the well one after another, and all the previous repression was released, refusing to ignore Li Muming. Li Muming saw that he was in name only, and he was very remorseful, regretting that he should not compete with Yang Feng, hating that he was not good at learning, and he didn't know that there were such martial arts in Jiuxuanmen. I also blame myself for being a fourth-generation disciple, and I don't fight for it, and my master has only taught these elementary martial arts for three years. However, ordinary disciples are not very stupid for five years. It's just that this Yang Feng is a fourth-generation disciple like himself, and he has just been here for a year, why do he know these martial arts? The more he thinks about it, the more wrong it becomes, and the more he thinks about it, the brighter he becomes. This Li Muming's heart is very small-minded, and he finally understands: he must have violated the door rules and secretly learned martial arts. Thinking of this, Li Muming couldn't sleep anymore, and there was still an hour before the rooster crowed, so he got up early and went to Xuanwen Temple.

Yang Feng saw that Long Xiaoyuan didn't come yesterday, and he inevitably felt a little regretful in his heart. In the past year, except for the fixed nights every week, the four of them have studied martial arts together privately, and Long Xiaoyuan has hardly met. His feelings for Long Xiaoyuan gradually became clear, and Yang Feng knew very well in his heart that he liked this ice beauty.

So, Yang Feng decided to go to the door in person to tell Long Xiaoyuan the good news. After all, he has just been in the year since he came in, and he is going to be a senior brother, which can be said to be unprecedented.

walked to the courtyard of the Xuankong First Department, and there was a daughter's voice. The Xuankong first line has the most female disciples in the entire Nine Xuanmen, and the other is the Xuanxu first line, but there are fewer. In the entire Nine Xuanmen, there are female disciples under these two subordinates.

Therefore, other young children like to lean on these two courtyards after tea and dinner.

Yang Fengzheng stood not far from the courtyard gate to observe when Long Xiaoyuan came out, but there was no one for a long time. Just when he was wondering, the back of his head was popped, and he shivered in pain. Yang Feng turned around and saw that it was the senior sister of the female disciples in the Nine Xuanmen, Yu Pianpian, who was famous on the Qingzhu Hero List.

Yu Pianpian seemed to have just finished practicing the sword, and there were still some beads of sweat on her forehead. She knew that Yang Feng and Murong Qi's senior brothers secretly taught them the subtleties of martial arts, and she was caught by her once, but after Yu Pian Pian knew where they came from, she was also quite sympathetic, so she did not pursue it to the master.

Yu Pianpian said expressionlessly: "It's been a year, and I'm getting bolder and bolder. The other disciples all came after lunch under the pretext of distracting themselves, it's better for you to not go to the martial arts training ground early in the morning, do you come here sneakily and want to do bad things?"

"Oh, Senior Sister, don't you know me? Except for Little Senior Sister Long Xiaoyuan, who can let me come to visit early in the morning?" Yang Feng saw that it was Yu Pianpian, and suddenly felt much more cordial.

Yu Pianpian held back her laughter, turned around and said, "Senior Sister Xiaoyuan, then I won't bother you." I'll see you in the martial arts training field later. ”

Yang Feng was shocked, after Yu Pianpian dodged away, there was Long Xiaoyuan behind him, saying this, she heard all the words just now. On weekdays, she was afraid of face, and the dead duck had a hard mouth, but she didn't show anything, but now she heard it, which was too panicked. Yang Feng secretly glanced at Long Xiaoyuan, she had just finished practicing her sword and was sweating profusely. However, he didn't seem to be interested in what Yang Feng said just now, and asked expressionlessly, "What are you doing here?"

"Yes. Yang Feng straightened his waist in an instant, stretched out his thumb and pointed at his chest: "I, Yang Feng, am twenty-two this year, one year old, and I have now been promoted to the fourth generation of disciples of the Xuanwen Sect of the Nine Xuanmen Sect. ”

Long Xiaoyuan was not surprised, Tang Xiaoxiao came to tell him about yesterday's situation. Long Xiaoyuan asked: "Who sealed it? Do you yourself?" Long Xiaoyuan knew very well in his heart that Jiuxuanmen still had to be ranked by seniority, and it was impossible to let Yang Feng be this senior brother in just one competition, there was no reason for this.

"Not really. Yang Feng said triumphantly: "Let me tell you, I am the desire of the people." That Li Muming's face yesterday stinks like a rotten melon. You don't see it, I can smell the sourness. Yang Feng gestured, Long Xiaoyuan couldn't hold back anymore and laughed. This year, it has been going well, and she is in a good mood.

"You laughed, you finally laughed again. Yang Feng said: "I haven't seen you smile for a long time, you look much better when you smile than holding your face." ”

Long Xiaoyuan said: "It's not too early, you go back quickly." Otherwise, Li Muming won't mention your name later, maybe he will trouble you again. ”

"Don't worry, give him a hundred guts, he won't dare. ”

"Go back, if you have anything to say, let's make an appointment with Tang Xiaoxiao and An Ziyu in the evening to celebrate. ”

"Okay. Yang Feng was pleasantly surprised, it was rare for Long Xiaoyuan to have this nature. After Long Xiaoyuan finished speaking, he raised his sword and went in the direction of the martial arts training ground.

Yang Feng looked at Long Xiaoyuan's back stupidly, and felt very relieved in his heart: It turns out that in addition to Murong Qi, I can also make you laugh.

Taiping City Drunken Dream Building.

Yu Die'er played the piano, attracting countless noble children to applaud. This is inside Kyoto. There are many women in Hongchen, but there is no peerless immortal like Jade Die'er who only sells her art and does not sell her body.

As soon as Qian Shaoyou stepped into the door, Jade Die'er saw him. The two looked at each other, Jade Die'er's eyes were soft, her fingertips crossed the strings, and a song passed through the red dust, waking up the dreamer.

Everyone was fascinated, and thousands of young visitors had no intention of appreciating it. This parting is too variable, I don't know if I can still stand here quietly like now, listening to her play a tune.

This drunken dream building is also a force left to him by the old man, which is specially for thousands of families to collect information on the imperial court.

Qian Shaoyou can also be said to have fallen in love with Jade Dieer at first sight, but unfortunately due to his identity and environment, he has never revealed it. All along, he appeared in front of her as a cold master, but he didn't want her to notice anything unusual. If he could, he would choose to retire to the rivers and lakes, and then find an acre of fertile land, like beautiful flowers, and live the life of ordinary people.

It's a pity that as soon as he was born, he was burdened with national hatred and family hatred, and the royal blood flowing in his body finally trapped him in a cage. He has been fighting for more than 20 years in the position of power, and he definitely can't give up halfway and give up all his achievements.

Jade Die'er looked at the back of Qianshao wandering away, and her eyes dimmed again.

All she could do was pray, and there were too many people in this Taiping City who couldn't help themselves.