Yangzhou has also entered the autumn, under the crisp autumn atmosphere, sit alone in the old tavern to warm a pot of wine, watch the yellow leaves slowly fall on the street, the upper forests of the distant mountains are dyed, and the wine and beauties are beautiful. Although it is not as beautiful as fireworks in March, it also has a unique flavor. How can the world not say that Yangzhou is a paradise on earth?

Not only that, because the sky is high and the emperor is far away, the business here in Yangzhou is even more prosperous and free. Many things that can't be done in Chang'an City and can't see the light are like commonplace here, and it's no wonder. Now in this prosperous dynasty, only Yangzhou can be compared with Chang'an.

"I won't marry! I won't marry! If you like to marry, you will marry yourself, why do you want me to marry?"

It was just dawn that day, and a woman's screaming voice came from the Dingjiang Palace's mansion early in the morning.

This woman was wearing a water-blue smoky sand scattered flower skirt, with a pair of watery and clear Danfeng eyes, and her figure walked back and forth in the boudoir, her face was full of monstrous anger. I saw that she was holding a letter in her hand, gritting her teeth and wanting to burn this letter in her hand.

"Miss, this is the marriage that the master has set for you, and he is also thinking about your life......" The maid on the side picked up the book that fell on the ground and said quickly.

"So what!" three black lines wrinkled on the woman's forehead, "I will never marry that dirt bag even if I die, and the most annoying thing is that he actually said that he promised to marry another girl as his wife, so what am I? My dignified eldest lady of the Dingjiang Palace, I actually want to serve a husband with others? hooligan! Cheap! Shameless!"

The woman scolded several times in one breath, and her little feet kept stepping on the ground, eager to stomp on the dirt bun on the letter.

When the maid saw this, she couldn't help but laugh in her heart.

The eldest lady of their family was born to be a knife-mouthed tofu-hearted person. Don't look at the fierceness she is scolding now, if the old man is standing in front of her at this time, she won't dare to say a word.

Because of this, she had to scold a few times in private to get angry.

"Miss, don't be angry. The maid hurriedly stepped forward, held the woman's wrist and said, "I heard that Xu Gongzi is Mr. Qin's personal disciple, and the person who can enter Mr. Qin's eyes must be a handsome and handsome guy......"

Hearing Mr. Qin's three words, the woman was slightly surprised, but she still frowned and said, "So what? It's just some sour nerd, if you want to marry me, you have to beat me first!"

"Oh, miss, aren't you bullying......" When the maid heard this, she couldn't help but laugh, "Xu Gongzi was born with weak meridians, and he can't wash the marrow at all, how can he fight you?"

"Then I'm ......" The woman just wanted to retort, but suddenly realized something, and quickly turned her head, glaring at the maid viciously with her eyes, "Xiaoling, you are screaming at Xu Gongzi one by one, and you are willing to help outsiders talk, don't you?" See if I don't kill you!"

"Miss, don't, I was wrong. When the maid heard this, she hurriedly stepped aside, not daring to take another half step.

"Hmph!" the woman sat on the big mahogany chair angrily, her hands couldn't stop for a while, and she felt very uncomfortable no matter how she put it.

She naturally knew that her father had put a lot of effort into helping her find someone who could introduce cold air, but what made her most angry was Xu Changfeng's sentence that he promised to marry another girl.

Thinking about it this way, isn't she a big loss herself? But now, what else can she do?

She also imagined that her sweetheart would step on the auspicious clouds of the nine heavens, and in the stormy night, her body would shine with colorful fluoresces, stand in front of her, and take her to swim in this beautiful river and lake. Although this is illusory, people still have to have some dreams, what if they come true?

In Chang'an City, thousands of miles away, it was also a sunny morning, but some people quietly fell with sad sighs.

Obviously wearing a smoke-colored gauze skirt, sitting in front of the dresser, the three thousand hairs have already been combed, but she still dragged her pointed chin with both hands, turned her head to look at the blue sky and white clouds outside the window, and didn't know where to go.

"Red beans are born in the south, and a few branches are sent in spring...... Xiao Nizi, you are Sichun!" Suddenly, a faint voice came from behind her, and then a pair of white and tender jade hands slowly climbed up her shoulders, as if she wanted to go down from behind.

"Ah!" the woman hurriedly screamed, subconsciously stood up, and looked at Ruyue in front of her with a red face, "Stinky as the moon, you know that you are bullying me, you are Sichun!"

When Ruyue heard this, she couldn't help but have an evil smile on her face, "Oh?, I thought you were thinking about that Xu Gongzi, since it's not, then sister, I'm going to do it......"

"Where do I know what Xu Gongzi?" obviously heard what Ruyue said, and hurriedly asked with wide eyes.

"It's a shame that he rescued you yesterday, did you turn around and turn your face and deny anyone?" Ruyue said, blinking her eyes quickly.

Obviously, when he reacted at this time, his little face couldn't help but turn even redder, "How do you know that his surname is Xu?"

"The second son told me. Ruyue patted Ming Ming's shoulder, "His name is Xu Changfeng, and I heard that he is still a student of the Qingzhu Sword Academy." Obviously, such a good person, you can do it quickly, don't wait for someone to have a new love, and forget you here......"

After Ruyue finished speaking, she quietly left the room.

Xu Changfeng ...... What a nice name. ”

Ming Ming walked to the windowsill, the sun was shining warmly on her face, and the handful of sideburns on her forehead was blowing in the wind, which was cute and moving. At this time, her mind was full of Xu Changfeng's figure yesterday, the silly and cute appearance when drinking, and the high-spirited posture when she drew her sword. The girl couldn't help but snicker on her face.

She clearly remembered what Xu Changfeng said when she thanked her, "It's okay if you're fine." Like a spring breeze, it blew softly into her heart. She felt so happy for the first time in more than ten years in this dream flower building.

But soon, the peachy smile on his face dissipated, and in his place was a touch of unspeakable sorrow......

Qingzhu Sword Courtyard, in front of Su Yongqiu's house.

Xu Changfeng held the Lone Shadow Short Sword, practicing the Dripping Rain Sword Technique over and over again, it seemed to be the same, but Su Yongqiu on the side secretly shook his head.

After Xu Changfeng finished practicing a set of swordsmanship, Su Yongqiu spoke: "Do you have something on your mind?"

"What's on your mind?" Xu Changfeng couldn't help but be stunned, not quite understanding why Su Yongqiu asked this.

"When you practice the sword, your mind is not on the sword at all, and your steps are hurried and messy. The most important thing for a cultivator is his state of mind, think about the last time you tried the sword with Wei Changting, if you hadn't broken his state of mind unexpectedly, do you think you would have a chance of winning?" Su Yongqiu said solemnly, "If you are in your current state, let alone Wei Changting, even an ordinary student of the Pulp Cleansing Realm in the Sword Academy can easily defeat you." ”

Su Yongqiu's words were like an initiation, which made Xu Changfeng suddenly feel cold all over his body, and the swishing cool air flowed down from his head and penetrated the soles of his feet.

"The disciple knew that he was wrong. Xu Changfeng hurriedly replied in a low voice.

"Practicing a sword is like being a man, if your mind is not there, there is no point in practicing, but it will affect your state of mind when facing the enemy. Su Yongqiu said in a deep voice, "You have to remember that no matter what situation you are in, the moment you lift the sword in your hand, you must stabilize your state of mind, otherwise, dying under the sword of others will be your end." ”

He does have a heart.

Ever since he left Chang'an East Lane, his mind has been thinking about what the mysterious man said.

At present, if you want to kill Yao Xi, only that is the most suitable way. If he had told the truth, he would not have followed Yao Xi out of the city. Then as long as he kills Yao Xi outside the city, the man will not know the truth of the matter.

It's just that he still can't believe it, what if that man is a person sent by the Heavenly Supervisor? When the time comes, the death of Yao Xi is a trivial matter, but it will expose his own identity, then he and Mr. Qin have lived in seclusion in Chang'an for the past ten years, but they will fall short.

It is precisely because Xu Changfeng thinks about this matter day and night that when he practices swords, he will be absent-minded.

"Yao Xi must die. Xu Changfeng thought to himself.

While he hasn't attracted too many people's attention now, even if he kills Yao Xi, it will be easy to get out.

But if he grows stronger, if he wants to make a move when the time comes, he will be very passive. This is also an important reason why the man chose Xu Changfeng.

He was only a first-order marrow cleansing realm, how could he kill Yao Xi, who was already a third-order foundation building realm?

Xu Changfeng said goodbye to Su Yongqiu and walked to the library pavilion alone, now that Su Yongqiu has given him unlimited qualifications, he naturally has to make good use of it.

Walking on the road, Xu Changfeng felt more and more that the progress of things was gradually deviating from the direction he could control.

The involvement of King Dingjiang, the backstage of Menghualou, the mysterious man, and Zhao Xinji, who is still alive......

It was as if the rain had dispersed, and the mood of everyone in Chang'an had become impatient.