The new county keeper from the field county returned to the backyard from the middle hall, and there was a lamp and a woman in the study.

"Yuanfang, what do you think?" the middle-aged man smiled at the woman in the room, he was not wrong this time, this woman was Li Yuanfang, the princess of Anqing of the Great Song Dynasty.

The husband is newly mourned, but the woman is dressed in red, not like the surviving person but like a bride, her pair of watery bright eyes fell on the middle-aged man's face, and said faintly: "I think you are crazy." ”

"Seventeen years ago, I was already crazy when I saw you at Weiyang Palace. The middle-aged man approached Li Yuanfang step by step, and there was fire in his eyes.

"I was only 10 years old, and I was actually crazy at the time. The tenderness in the woman's eyes was ignited by the fire that was getting closer and closer, and she hugged the middle-aged man together.

"I've killed a lot of people for you. The middle-aged man lowered his head and sniffed Li Yuanfang's fragrance, there was a trace of intoxication on his face, and there were some memories, some memories that were not so good.

"You and I are like brothers and sisters on the beam, why do you want to harm me to such a point?" A man with a face like a crown of jade appeared in the middle-aged man's mind and flew away.

"The concubine has a thousand feelings and righteousness, but it's a pity that her heart is like iron. A face that had once been in love with each other gave him a desperate look, and it quickly disappeared.

"You brute. A dignified face looked at him indifferently, this man had never smiled at himself, even if he married a woman he didn't love according to his heart, his attitude did not change.

Then came the fire, and the figure pierced by his sword did not fall, but brought a flood of flames.

"Daddy. There was boundless hatred in the eyes of the figure looking at him, and the middle-aged man's body suddenly trembled with fear.

"Brother, I'm here. "Confidante, Li Yuanfang and Liang Shang's body are very close, her heart is closer to Liang Shang, and the two rebellious souls are getting closer and closer, so the entire White Horse City is crazy.

"Ahh The sword flashed, and a human head rolled to the ground.

"Lord Zhuang, our lord is your friend. A beautiful woman screamed.

"Hahaha, in fact, I want to make friends with my sister-in-law. The short and fat officer walked towards the woman with a sinister smile, and some of the officers and soldiers who had come with him began to set fires, while others, like Zhuang Wenjing, began to make friends with the ladies in the compound.

Searching, searching, finding friends, finding a good friend, this scene is constantly playing out in various parts of White Horse City, and many people have found their friends, although they were other people's wives and concubines not long ago.

People walked to high places, Yue Chuxin and Jiang Yan were still climbing the mountain, from day to night, the top of the mountain was still out of reach.

"The mountain is too high. Jiang Yan said tremblingly, the mountain is not only high but also full of thorns, and the woman's body has a lot of scars like a net.

"The more bonds in my heart, the higher the mountain, and if you want to get it, you must learn to let go. "Yue Chuxin's body has not many scars, but the girl is still very tired, when she went up the mountain with her master, the mountain was not so high, and it was only a timely time for Yue Chuxin to reach the top of the mountain.

It is impossible for the mountain to become higher for no reason, and Yue Chuxin knew that he had a bond in his heart.

I like you a little bit. The grass roots under her feet turned into a memory, a beautiful girl stood on tiptoe and kissed a teenager, the boy's face blushed, and the girl's heart was actually very happy.

"Ahh The grass suddenly turned into a thorn and strangled the girl's leg.

"Are you okay?" Jiang Yan helped Yue Chuxin, and the blood on her body flowed on the girl's body, and there was immediately a red color there.

"I'm fine, but you've shed too much blood?" Yue Chuxin put down the delusions in his heart and then asked the woman, she saw Jiang Yan blind her daughter that day, such a human path should be very easy.

"In addition to love and hate, it can also be an obstacle to our climbing. Jiang Yan didn't want to answer this question, she staggered and continued to walk towards the mountain.

Where can there be hate without love?, a hint of mockery appeared on the girl's face, and she also climbed the mountain, and the grass under her feet kept turning into thorns and brought new scars to her.

"The master must be crazy!" suddenly a roar rang out from the building behind the waterfall.

"Li Mubai, you shut up for me. Chen Changle glared angrily at the young man who spoke, and there were many disciples of the Sword Sect standing beside her, but these people had the same expressions on their faces as Li Mubai, more doubts and some anger.

The reason for the anger was two small figures, Jiang Banyue stood not far away with her pigtails combed, holding a sword in her hand, Yang Doudou's face was pale behind her, and the boy's right sleeve was empty, but he also had a sword behind his back.

The two children and the old disciples of the Sword Sect stood a little far away, obviously rejected by them, and this rejection was also a little disgusting.

"Am I wrong? A blind man and a cripple, isn't it shameful that I, Li, am a disciple of the Sword Sect with this kind of person?" Li Mubai confronted the girl unconvinced, although the other party was the daughter of the master of the sect, but the young man did not want to retreat.

It's not that I don't want to, but I can't, many things are irretrievable once they retreat, and many people lose their original position because of retreat.

Li Mubai is Chen Gan's second apprentice and the second prince of the Tang Dynasty, but he has never looked down on the waste who can only have thirteen swords, and he also did not take the imperial brother who studied hard in Wangjing Academy in his eyes.

Not long ago, the Empress of the Tang Dynasty died of illness, and the young man's mother became the most noble woman in the Tang Palace.

If he wants to go further in Wangjing, he can't retreat in Jianmen, Xiu Yihe is not something that young people can surpass, this monster has already determined his position in Jianmen with his talent against the sky, but what are the two cripples that Chen Changle brought back?

What did the sect master say when he introduced these two people just now?The Sword Sect needs a new generation of geniuses to continue the glory of the sect, and when Chen Yan spoke, he looked at Xiu Yihe and then these two cripples, and he didn't look at his daughter or his second disciple.

Therefore, Li Mubai was afraid, he knew what the master of the sect meant, and the power of the next generation of the Sword Sect would fall into the hands of these three people in the future, but why? Could it be that the second prince of the Tang Dynasty could not compare to the two cripples.

The fire in his heart was extinguished before it was ignited, the young man felt that he was going crazy, and his usual gentleness was turned into nothing in the doubts and roars, Li Mubai felt that he had to do something to prove that he was strong, and he was very strong, not to mention that he was facing two children with disabilities.

"This senior brother asks you to take back what you just said, although Erya's eyes are indeed invisible, but you still shouldn't say that about her. ”

Yang Doudou suddenly took a step forward, and it was impossible to take back the hand that was cut off by the flying sword, the boy was already lame, he walked staggeringly this step, and the words in his mouth were also very weak.

"Hahaha. Li Mubai didn't speak, because he felt that talking to this kind of person was an insult to himself, many of the disciples of the Sword Sect were the children of the official eunuchs of the Tang Dynasty, and the prince laughed and they laughed, and the more he laughed, the louder he became.

The boy's face turned even whiter, he didn't understand why these people were embarrassed about himself and Jiang Banyue, these senior brothers looked about the same age as Brother Fang, some of them were a few years older, why was there always warmth around Brother Fang, but these people were chilling.

"Senior Brother Xiu. Chen Changle's face also turned white, because of these popularity, the girl put her hopeful eyes on Xiu Yihe's body, and now only Senior Brother Xiu can suppress Li Mubai.

"Huh. Senior Brother Xiu was also laughing, but the object of his ridicule was the second prince who was held by the stars, the boy knew that this person was powerful before, but he didn't expect that the degree of these two was beyond his imagination.

"I'm not blind. A voice interrupted everyone's ridicule, Jiang Banyue walked over and said to a male disciple, "Senior brother, don't laugh. ”

"You're not blind, am I blind?" That male disciple is called Murong Yun, the youngest son of Shuling in the Tang Dynasty, and also the sixth disciple of Chen Gan, he has a pair of eyes like a pearl, and he also has a family background that shines like a pearl, because these fifteen-year-old boys have been standing on the clouds since they were born, because he is Murong Yun, so when he saw such a little blind girl, he only had contempt and no sympathy in his eyes.

"People like you are not worthy of practicing in our Sword Gate at all, and it is better to keep that sword, people like you are not worthy of using a sword at all. ”

Murong Yun greedily looked at the sword held by the little girl, the sword was covered by a black scabbard, but the young man could still feel the powerful aura, this sword was much stronger than his own Fei Lian, it should be a high-grade yin weapon like Xiu Yihe Qingyun.

It is undoubtedly rude to make these actions to a little girl who is considered her junior sister, not to mention that the other party is still a blind person, but except for Chen Changle and Yang Doudou, there is no expression of anger and disdain on the faces of the others, the eyes are the window of the soul, but if the heart is blind, then no matter how bright the window is, it is useless.

"Please give me advice. Jiang Banyue behaved very politely, and the little girl suddenly hugged Murong Yun's fist.

"Fight, fight, fight. The disciples of the Sword Sect around them were all boiling, and the Tang people were still martial and they all understood the meaning of this action.

"Murong Yun, you're crazy, do you want me to call my father?" Chen Changle couldn't stand it anymore, and the girl flashed in the middle of the two people.

The young man hesitated, the Sword Gate did not prohibit the people from fighting, but Jiang Banyue was the person valued by the master of the Gate, and Chen Changle tried his best to protect her, if she continued, it might affect her future in the Sword Gate.

"Ahem. There was a light cough in his ears, Murong Yun and Li Mubai's eyes met, and the young man saw another golden avenue in the other party's gaze.

"Ahem. Another light cough, this time it was Xiu Yihe who made the sound, and there was something in his gaze, Murong Yun understood the deep meaning in his gaze, and there was a gift to gain.

"Senior sister, please. The young man ignored Chen Changle's angry expression and took a step forward, and there were bursts of cicadas outside the room, this July was too lively, and all beings were so irritable.