Volume 11 Chapter 7 Ruthless (1)

Although the piano will be elegant and elegant, the people who can enter the pavilion and sit down are most people who can only listen to the sound of the piano on the river at most, plus there are not many people who can understand the deep meaning of the piano after all, so the piano will not be over, there have been many paintings quietly swinging away, and the people who really stay to listen to the piano are only three or four out of ten, when Yang Ning suppressed the sound of the piano with his voice, many tourists were scattered like birds and beasts, and almost no one left, it was really because Yang Ning's voice was not a tune, it was sad and difficult, and it was like a knife in the ears, coupled with a strong internal force, so it was difficult for people with slightly inferior internal strength to stay, Several boats were stunned by the sound of the flute, and the painting boat boat was aimlessly drifting down the river, almost hitting the upstream and downstream boats, making a lot of thrilling scenes, attracting countless eyes, naturally no one noticed, one of the boats and the boat passengers had been knocked unconscious and thrown ashore, and were going backwards in the direction of the Confucius Temple.

Yang Ning stood at the stern of the boat with his hands in his hands, and the internal force under his feet continued to gush out, urging the boat to break the waves and go retrograde, looking up at the sky, as if the dazzling sunlight could not hurt his eyes, and his body was like a nail and the boat condensed into one, although it was just that standing, but the arrogant posture was like a cold plum cliff pine, which made people feel unattainable. Pingyan sat on the bow of the boat with her knees crossed, a pair of eyes in full swing, but her expression was as indifferent as ice and snow, no joy or sorrow, there was no movement on Zhou's body, even the black and green silk was also hanging down, not flying with the autumn wind, her whole person seemed to have been isolated from the red dust, like a beauty carved from white jade. It was as if life had passed from her.

I don't know how long it took, a gust of wind swept by, I don't know which beauty did not catch it, it floated with the wind, and it was passing between the two, and suddenly, from extremely quiet to extremely moving, Yang Ning and Pingyan shot at the same time, and a ball of blue light at the bottom of Yang Ning's left sleeve was like a dragon out of the water. A silver rainbow flashed from the waist of the flat smoke, and the blue and silver rainbows flashed from time to time, and thousands of blue and white sparks burst out in the air, just like fireworks on Chinese New Year's Eve. But it disappeared without a trace in an instant, leaving only the embroidered handkerchief that seemed to be stuck in the air by an invisible obstacle. Pingyan slowly turned around, and saw Yang Ning's deep and cold phoenix eyes, only to feel that there seemed to be two flames burning under the severe ice. Let these ruthless eyes shine as bright as ice and fire. Yang Ning also looked at Ping Yan's eyes unwaveringly, there seemed to be a thousand years of cold ice that was difficult to thaw under the blazing flames of anger, so even when facing himself again, he was still able to maintain absolute calm.

It was as if it was torn apart by the gaze of the two. The embroidered handkerchief suddenly turned into countless debris, and thousands of rays of sunlight passed through the embroidered handkerchief, leaving a fine sieve-like spot of light on the deck. A cold wind swept by. Ashes. But it turned out that the sharp swords of the two had already smashed the embroidered cloth to pieces, but they were restrained by the invisible sword qi of the two of them. It didn't dissipate until now.

A cold glint flashed in his eyes, and he said lightly: "Your martial arts have progressed very quickly, if it was on Dongting Lake that day, it would be absolutely impossible for this embroidered handkerchief to be broken for such a long time, it seems that if I want to kill you today, it will not be as easy as I expected." ”

Yang Ning lowered his eyelids, he understood why Pingyan didn't make a move immediately after he left the Wanzhuan Pavilion, but instead let him grab a small boat, opposite to him and the Qinhuai River, just to test his entry. Fang Cai Pingyan deliberately turned his back on himself, but also tempted himself to shoot, although he left a flaw for himself, but it was just a trap, once he couldn't bear to take the lead, he had already lost, the counterattack at that moment must be like thunder and lightning, but he and the colorless nunnery master had a great entry after the battle, in order to hold on to peace until now, but the two have been deadlocked for too long, it has reached the point where the arrow is ready to fly, and it can't help but start, once it is really forced to shoot, it must be a lose-lose, you live and die in a tragic situation, fortunately, the sudden Xiupa eliminated the disaster。 Of course, this does not mean that he can already be equal to the smoke and smoke, but he can fight, unlike in the past on Dongting Lake, he had to use the flat smoke to hesitate and retreat in order to succeed.

Now that they already know the depth of each other, then this battle can't let Pingyan take the initiative, Yang Ning's heart turned back and forth, and when he raised his head, he was already confident, and said with a slight smile: "Do you regret your promise, if you don't make a move to Qingping, I can escape at any time, and want to take my life, unless you join forces with Senior Sister Ling, there is a possibility of three points." ”

Ping Yan said coldly: "Less than three points, the martial arts sect's "Thousand Miles and One Line" is unparalleled in the world, if you insist on escaping, even I can't catch up with you, not to mention Yan Zishuang's insignificant tricks, if the demon emperor can be successfully besieged and killed casually, the martial arts sect will not lead the demon sect for a thousand years without falling famous." You don't have to provoke me, you and I fight, though

The irresolvable revenge of killing the teacher, but it is a dispute between gentlemen, I will not coerce you, not to mention that my coercion really works?"

Yang Ning's pupils shrank slightly, and he said after a long time: "You are right, I said in front of Wu Cheng and Yan Zishuang that Qingping is my weakness, but I am just deceiving them, Qingping is indeed one of the most important people in my heart, but I will never change my position for her." You and I know very well that my identity is already an open secret in the eyes of some people, and the only person in this world who can influence me is my mother, and I don't like the practice of people taking advantage of blood and family ties to persuade me. Whether it is Ximen Rin, Wu Cheng or Yang Jun, they are all deceiving me intentionally or unintentionally, Ximen Rin clearly knows that he is my uncle, so he uses my friendship with my teacher in exchange for my trust, Wu Cheng knows that I still have constant family affection in my heart, so he uses family affection and kindness to soften me, Yang Jun even uses brotherly love to set a trap, so that I am in danger of dying. But they are all wrong, I practiced "Perseverance" to eliminate unnecessary weak emotions, but from the moment I woke up in Yueyang Tower, I already understood that even though it is an inseparable emotion, it cannot be suppressed and hidden, but it can be cut off from reason. Ximen Rin is indebted to me, I will no longer recognize him as an uncle, the next time we meet, even if I don't kill him, I will treat him as a stranger, Yang Jun has already cut off the ties of blood with his own hands, I don't kill him just because I don't think it's worth it, and Wu Cheng, he treats me or has seven sincerity, but if I meet Luo Chengyu in life and death, there is no need to say who he will favor. I'm conniving at them now, but it's because they haven't touched my scales yet, but if they use my mother to deceive me again, I really don't know how long I can endure it, so I used this opportunity to let everyone know that Qingping is important to me, so that when they want to use me again, they will start from Qingping, and they won't use my mother who doesn't know whether she lives or dies. ”

Ping Yan looked at Yang Ning's face, only felt an endless chill from the bottom of his heart, Yang Ning at this moment, graceful and elegant, noble and exquisite, just like the impression of the demon emperors in people's minds, but the young man in front of him is probably the most terrifying one, although he is not like the previous demon emperor who can turn his hands into clouds and cover his hands for rain, but his pure heart does not have any shackles of benevolence, morality and worldly emotions, so he can sell his lover frankly, and by the way, all the smart people are lured into it, if others believe him, concentrate on dealing with Qingping, and when he wants to catch his weakness, it will probably be a praying mantis catching cicadas, the yellow finch is behind. This young man's indifferent appearance does have a fiery affection, but no matter what kind of affection it is, it is difficult to affect his eternal soul, innocent and transparent, ruthless and hard. If it weren't for his unintentional temptation, I'm afraid that he wouldn't know this secret, no, how would he know that the Fire Phoenix County Lord was the real weakness of this young man? Maybe this young man was just deceiving himself now, or even deceiving his own heart, even if the Fire Phoenix County Lord appeared in front of him, he might not be able to change his decision.

Suddenly raised his head, touched Yang Ning's smiling face, but felt that the smile did not penetrate into the deep and cold phoenix eyes at all, and was shocked to realize that he was distracted at this moment, but he didn't know why Yang Ning didn't take the opportunity to attack, like a basin of ice and snow poured down from the top of his head, Pingyan instantly restrained all his emotions, his mood became as cold as ice and snow, and his eyes showed a sword-like light, she asked coldly: " I see, but have you ever thought about what kind of threat your Qingping will face in the future, if everyone coerces her, uses her, and harms her, even if you can kill all the enemies with evil intentions, how can a smart woman like her not see through the strangeness, and if she leaves you, what will you do, is to find another ghost for the dead?"

Yang Ning smiled slightly, his delicate face glowed with infinite style, he made a move, and a frightened cry suddenly sounded on a painting boat that slipped more than ten zhang away, and a colorful white chrysanthemum slowly flew into his hand as if someone was persistent, and the singer who flew away with the hairpin flower on his head inexplicably threw himself on the side of the boat and looked at the light boat that staggered by, although the current was gentle, but the two boats were relatively far away, and they were far from each other in a snap of their fingers. Yang Ning put the white chrysanthemum hairpin on his chest, and said indifferently: "How could she leave me, and she won't be in any danger, with me by her side, whoever wants to coerce her, I will kill that person, kill three or five, or no one is afraid, and when I kill hundreds of thousands, and the blood is flowing like a river, see if anyone dares to disturb us." Speaking of this, he suddenly flicked his finger on the white chrysanthemum on his chest, and the snow-white petals suddenly turned into pieces of butterflies, which disappeared with the wind.