Walking to a simple pavilion, Liu Tianyu looked at the stream draining next to him for a long time, but he always had a sad face.

The maid next to her couldn't stand it anymore, and gently shook Liu Tianyu: "Miss." ”

The subordinates naturally didn't dare to act rashly, but in such an act, Liu Tianyu only gently pushed away the maid's hand, which shows that the relationship between the maid and Liu Tianyu is good.

"Miss, don't worry, I heard that it was just a martial artist, just like the martial artist he knew when His Royal Highness King Luo was roaming the rivers and lakes, at most it was just a lifelong friendship, Miss don't be afraid of King Luo's change of heart and empathy. ”

"Change your mind?" said this, Liu Tianyu was even more sad, holding on to the pillar of the pavilion, and the pear blossoms brought rain.

"Your Highness has never changed her mind! When I was fortunate enough to see His Majesty the Holy Emperor in the year of Ji, I was favored by the royal family and promised to be married to His Highness. As a result, I have now spent my years of faith and nine years have passed! Your Highness has never discussed marriage with my father!

"Miss......" The maid was also panicked, she had never seen her own young lady like this, at most she only saw her sitting alone in front of the empty window at night sighing, where had she behaved like this?

He said to himself: "Although his face is pale and his breath is weak, his face cannot be faked. The woman is full of lust, and her thoughts are divine. I...... Absolutely incomparable. He took a deep breath and stroked his chest: "If in a few years, when I am old, I will really have no power to return to the sky." ”

The maid gritted her teeth, saw that there was no one left and right, and said something in Liu Tianyu's ear. Liu Tianyu stopped at first, her teary eyes widened, and she looked at the maid, and then nodded as if she had some ruthlessness.

Looking at the warbler resting on the bed, Ji Ziming just sighed, but there was no way to alleviate her illness.

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"Master, is this really good?"

In the Hou Mansion, only Mu Qiu was left on the side, and even Meng Chang was sent out to carry out patrols and surveys. Yue Wuya sat in front of the table in Confucian clothes, put down the brush, and the paper in front of him still exuded the fragrance of ink.

"Well, call the smoke and rain. Now that their whereabouts are exposed, they are not safe there, and they will not find any useful information. It just so happens that your brother and sister have never met. Although you are a senior brother, he is a few years older than you, and he does things even more perfectly, so you have to study hard. ”

Although he was a junior brother he had never met, Mu Qiu had already compared him with himself. Unlike when he came out of the Mu family at that time, he had already lost his immaturity, and his stubbornness was slowly reined in, and with the increasing number of things he took over, Mu Qiu gradually cultivated a kind of momentum of a superior person.

"Yes, although I am a few years younger, since I am a senior brother, I will act like a senior brother, and I will not let the master see the joke. ”

"It's good to have this awareness, you have just reached the realm of washing the marrow, your strength is unstable, and you have no experience in fighting, you are not as good as your junior brother, don't be impatient, find a few Fei Yuwei as your sparring partners these days, and sharpen your sword." ”

Time flies, ten days are fleeting, and Meng Yanyu also stepped on Lelang Road and saw the Hou Mansion that he had never seen before.

The moonlight at night shone on Meng Yanyu's robe, revealing only half of his face to look at the bright moon in the sky.

Then Ye Fei on the side said: "Let's go, second young master, the son has been waiting for a long time." ”

Pushing open the door, Ye Fei directly took Meng Yanyu to a small room, and then knocked lightly.

"Childe, the second young master is back. ”

There is no wind to open itself, and what enters the eye is the moon Wuya sitting on the recliner under the dim and dim light, and Mu Qiu with the sword at his waist on the side.

Bow and salute: "Meet the Master." ”

"I won't introduce it, the two of you have also seen each other's portraits, let me see if the two of you have improved your martial arts. ”

Between the words, the house was luxuriant, intertwined with vines, and delicate flowers.

Ye Fei also retreated behind Yue Wuya, because she also wanted to know who was better among the two disciples under Bu Qianhuai.

Meng Yanyu, who was bowing down, did not get up, but tilted his head up slightly, and his afterglow looked at Mu Qiu: "Senior brother, please!"

Mu Qiu also bowed and saluted: "Advice!"

As soon as the sound fell, it was Meng Yanyu who directly tore off the black robe on his body, and the sound of the robe blowing in the wind was the sound of the sword being drawn out of the sheath. Immediately afterwards, in the dim light, there was a touch of green, which was the Xuanyin Sword that Bu Qianhuai gave to Meng Yanyu at that time.

In response, it was a touch of white, the sword of autumn relics, and the sword of revenge.

Crisp echoes, waving in circles and reverberating in the room.

Both of them are temptations, as long as the two swords touch, they will immediately close the sword, because both of them use the same swordsmanship, this crescent moon swordsmanship is soft and sticky. If you attack rashly, you will definitely end up.

Forty moves were made, but the sound of the sword blade clashing became lighter and lighter, as if there was a layer of true yuan on the sword, and as long as it was about to touch, it would move away.

Mu Qiu stared at the green in front of him, and his steps were a little impetuous: "Why! Obviously, I came first! It doesn't matter if it's apprenticeship! It's good to learn swords! Why is he so skilled!"

Meng Yanyu's Xuanyin Sword was still calm, but he was also distracted: "Why are you so proficient in this swordsmanship, Senior Brother? How long have you been practicing? I'm older, it's obvious that I'm the first, and it's me who practiced martial arts first!"

Different thoughts, the same swordsmanship, in this place full of flowers, staged a scene of sword fighting.

The two fought, and Yue Wuya asked, "Look at my two apprentices, who is better?"

Ye Fei knew his son's temperament, but Yue Wuya was an incarnation outside his body, and he didn't know what his preference was. If it is Bu Qianhuai, he will definitely answer honestly, and lift Mu Qiu, because Mu Qiu has followed from childhood to adulthood. But the temperament of the moon is endless?

"Childe, the young master's pace is slightly biased, and he is skilled in swordsmanship. The swordsmanship of the second young master is quite jerky, and his strength is slightly higher. ”

raised his eyebrows and looked at Ye Fei unexpectedly: "What you said is concise and fair." ”

"Yes, in front of the child, the girl does not dare to be presumptuous, nor does she dare to lie. ”

The surrounding flowers are gorgeous, new flowers are blooming, old flowers are flying, and the already beautiful room adds a little poetic feeling.

"Thousands of flowers are flying, and the swordsman is dancing with a sword, what a beautiful picture. ”

Yue Wuya said to himself, and the two apprentices were not willing to be left behind. The sound of the two swords clashing was also unconsciously heavier.

"Moon Dance Zangfeng!" Mu Qiu is younger, although he has experienced the affairs of the rivers and lakes, most of them follow Bu Qianhuai, so he has rich experience, but his own judgment ability is not enough. Under such an evenly matched, take the lead in breaking the move.

Practicing the same swordsmanship, and letting the two of them compete with swords, naturally they can't use the martial arts of the armor and martial arts, Meng Yanyu can also see that this move seems to be attacking, but it is actually both offensive and defensive, if he rashly blocks the move, he is afraid that he will be entangled in the opponent's sword shadow and unable to extricate himself.

With a low voice, he touched the green scabbard on his waist with his left hand, and hit it forward with the scabbard: "Tianyuehua!"

"Senior brother!" Jian Feng just tapped the scabbard and slashed over like a loach: "Naive!"

This move Moon Dance Zangfeng is the last few moves of the Crescent Moon Sword Technique, although it is exquisite, but it is quite troublesome, unless there is not much difference in the strength of the realm, otherwise this kind of sword technique cannot achieve any good results at all. And this sword technique is now used, which is even more anticipating the enemy's opportunity, making Meng Yanyu take four steps back, and his back directly hits the door frame.

The scabbard of the sword in his left hand pressed backhand, and the Xuanyin Sword in his right hand barely blocked the Qiu Yi Sword, but there was no way out.

Suddenly, a vine stood in front of the two of them. The two closed their hands at the same time and clenched each other's fists.

"I conceded. ”

"Senior brother is proficient in swordsmanship, and it is the junior brother who is ugly. ”

Yue Wuya's feelings are a little different from Bu Qianhuai, after all, they are not the same soul. And Meng Yanyu only used the Crescent Moon Sword Technique, and he also had two volumes of armor and martial arts scriptures taught by his own life soul body, if all the hole cards were out, Mu Enemy would be defeated in only thirty moves. And he also remembered that in the master-apprentice information of the system at that time, Mu Qiu's comprehension was very high, and Meng Yanyu was better than his qualifications. This competition is vividly embodied.