While the two were talking, there was another Boss Lin behind them, and it was An Ziyu who followed Tang Xiaoxiao down the mountain.

Lin Xueyi looked over and saw that An Ziyu was in high spirits, and was about to walk towards her, so she asked Tang Xiaoxiao in a low voice: "Xiaoxiao, does this An Ziyu have any adventures on the mountain?"

Tang Xiaoxiao looked puzzled: "How can he have any adventures, but Yang Feng has adventures?"

"Yang Feng?" Lin Xueyi was even more puzzled.

Tang Xiaoxiao leaned close to Lin Xueyi's ear and said, "I'll tell you, Boss Lin." This Yang Feng's current internal strength cultivation may not be below you. ”

Lin Xueyi was even more confused by Tang Xiaoxiao's mysterious words, and An Ziyu had already come over at this time.

An Ziyu asked, "What are you whispering?"

Tang Xiaoxiao was frightened by An Ziyu's suddenness, Lin Xueyi pushed Tang Xiaoxiao aside, suddenly raised the unsheathed flying flower sword in his hand, and the hilt of the sword was against An Ziyu's left shoulder, and with a little force, An Ziyu took a few steps back in pain.

"There is an enemy!" The disciples of the Nine Xuanmen around the mountain road showed the long swords in their hands one after another, and Lin Xueyi stretched out his sword and pointed at An Ziyu and said, "Ziyu, pass two moves." ”

An Ziyu was still confused at first, thinking that he had done something to make Boss Lin unhappy, but he wanted to fight him. Like these little junior brothers, since An Ziyu won the first place in the martial arts competition, he didn't know how many catties and taels he had, and thought: Wouldn't it be beautiful to find an opportunity to let Boss Lin let him do a little bit later, so that he could be in the limelight in front of these little junior brothers again?

So An Ziyu smiled: "Okay." A long sword that took over the little junior brother who had just stopped Lin Xueyi pointed at Lin Xueyi and said, "Boss Lin, don't let me." ”

Lin Xueyi smiled: "How could it be." As soon as the words fell, An Ziyu jumped down, and the tip of the long sword in his hand was obviously aimed at Lin Xueyi.

Lin Xueyi indifferently raised the Flying Flower Sword, the upper body of the Flying Flower Sword was unsheathed, and the sound when it came out of the sheath was ethereal and powerful, as if a lark suddenly came to this mountain.

The hilt of the Flying Flower Sword was against An Ziyu's sword tip, and An Ziyu returned to reality, after all, he had not yet reached the level of being able to compete with Lin Xueyi.

The two were only stalemate for a short while, Lin Xueyi's eyes lit up, she pulled away the flying flower sword, took a step forward with the scabbard in her right hand and knocked An Ziyu back into the air, turned around and put the flying flower sword into the scabbard again.

When An Ziyu fell to the ground, he staggered back a few steps, and for the sake of face, he relied on a little weak internal force to gain a firm foothold, and then returned the long sword to its original owner, clapped his hands and said: "Boss Lin, after I go up the mountain, I will use the Xuantie sword I wear with me to fight you, this long sword is lighter and not enough to compete." ”

"It's fine. Lin Xueyi smiled indifferently, but she was even more suspicious in her heart: With An Ziyu's swordsmanship, although it is stronger than its peers, it is also ordinary, how can it become the first disciple below the generation in this Nine Xuanmen?

Just thinking about it, Tang Xiaoxiao ran up with a look of adoration and boasted: "Boss Lin, your martial arts are still so good." ”

An Ziyu was a little jealous, coughed twice alone, and said, "Tang Xiaoxiao, men and women don't kiss." ”

Tang Xiaoxiao turned around and looked at An Ziyu with disdain: "What kind of person, the more you care about what kind of things." ”

"Hey, you'll never get married. After An Ziyu finished speaking, he turned around and walked towards the mountain, and Tang Xiaoxiao ran behind Lin Xueyi in a flash and pushed her up the mountain.

......

When he arrived at the mountain gate, An Ziyu seemed to think of something and turned his head and said, "Boss Lin, you don't seem to have a place to live." ”

Lin Xueyi raised her eyebrows and nodded.

An Ziyu pondered: "Today, the three masters are in retreat, so we can only go to Senior Sister Pian Pian to arrange a room." ”

Tang Xiaoxiao said on the side: "What's the good arrangement here, wouldn't it be nice to squeeze one more in your room." ”

An Ziyu suddenly realized: "Yes, and when we are crowded together in winter, we can still vacate a large area, and Boss Lin is not fat, so he can sleep casually." ”

Tang Xiaoxiao continued: "So, now there is only one futon left, just let Senior Sister Pian Pian arrange it." ”

"Good. An Ziyu casually agreed.

The words of these two people, your words, and my words, really shocked Lin Xueyi into a cold sweat.

Lin Xueyi said embarrassedly: "I won't live in your guest room today." The Nine Xuanmen Gate is so big, I want to sleep on the tree at night to see the moon and stars here. ”

An Ziyu felt that Lin Xueyi was a little strange: "Boss Lin, do you still have this hobby?"

Tang Xiaoxiao felt that Lin Xueyi was a little interesting: "Boss Lin, then I will accompany you at night." Then he thought, "It's a pity that we can't drink like we did back then." ”

Lin Xueyi said lightly: "If you don't drink, you don't have to accompany me, I want to be alone." ”

......

At that time, just after the lunch break of most of the disciples of Jiuxuanmen, Mu Sanniang stood in front of the door of An Ziyu's room with her hands on her chest, and those senior brothers in the door just jumped out, and when they saw Mu Sanniang blocking there, they didn't dare to let him move, but they all carefully went out one after another from the space that only had a little or so.

After a dozen or so went out, Mu Sanniang's brows furrowed, and behind this group of people, it seemed that he didn't even see An Ziyu's shadow.

Mu Sanniang will not be wrong, she has been here for so many days, what is the structure of Jiuxuanmen, and where An Ziyu and these people live, she knows it clearly. Because of Mu Sanniang's special status, Jiuxuanmen also specially opened a private room for Mu Sanniang, and Mu Sanniang became the fifth guest with a separate room in Jiuxuanmen after Xiao Shifeng, Prince Xiao Zaimin, and Xiao Tiantu Yuyi Wentong.

Mu Sanniang was not angry and arrogant, and grabbed the eighteenth Jiuxuanmen disciple who was going out, this person was burly, and he was also panicked in front of Mu Sanniang, whose eyes were like torches, and he didn't dare to resist, and all the senior brothers behind him were even more brittle and didn't squeeze, and they all waited quietly for what was going to happen.

I only heard Mu Sanniang ask, "Where is An Ziyu?"

The man said helplessly, "I don't know." ”

Mu Sanniang narrowed her eyes, pushed the man in, and asked these An Ziyu's roommates, "Do you know where he went?"

After a whispered discussion, a young man with clear eyebrows said: "Senior Brother Ziyu rarely takes a lunch break, and he is often absent, so it is estimated that he is still practicing swords in the martial arts training field." ”

Mu Sanniang frowned, thinking to herself that this stinky boy was really so diligent, if it weren't for the sudden need to find An Ziyu, Mu Sanniang wouldn't have bothered to come here.

"Senior Mu, can we go out?" Most of these are fourth-generation disciples, and a short man at the head of the row asked Mu Sanniang tentatively. Mu Sanniang's temperament has already changed drastically, not to mention that this is Jiuxuanmen, and it is not something she can do whatever she wants.

Mu Sanniang nodded a little stunned as if her soul had returned, and took two steps back to make way for her.