People say that it is the most ruthless imperial family, but they don't know that this imperial family is at least a family.

- Wen Ziyue

In Youzhou, the people who cultivate martial arts are headed by the Sword Sect, and no one dares to oppose it, and the rivers and lakes are reckless and take entering the Sword Sect as their lifelong ambition. Even the dignitaries and nobles greeted most of the disciples of the Sword Sect with smiling faces, but the Qinglian Sect was the only one who fought against the Sword Sect everywhere.

Before the unification of the Great Song Dynasty, there were fourteen forces, that is, the fourteen states today, and each state had its own leader, even if it was now at peace with the imperial court. The kings of the past generations naturally wanted to kill them quickly, but they didn't have that strength, after all, thousands of years of inheritance, the word "heritage" is not about fun. What's more, if you get rid of these forces, it is not a good thing for the imperial court, and after weighing, the disadvantages outweigh the advantages, so they promised a name, called the Fourteen Kings, which is not a disguised means of containment in the court. Now the kings of the other thirteen states are not disputed, but Youzhou has been disputed for a hundred years, and no one has been sealed so far.

The Qinglian faction was originally integrated with the Sword Sect, called the Qinglian Sword Sect, and there are two mountains on the mountain: one is the green mountain, most of them have cultivated the Qinglian Qi, and the ten miles of green smoke are known as the world's first smoke;

But what really made a name for the Sword Sect was not the way of the sword and the ten miles of green smoke, but the last head of the Qinglian Sword Sect, Yu Xiaozi, when he realized the Tao at the Sword Peak, by chance, achieved the unity of humanity and created the immortal sword spectrum.

And the reason why the two split seems to be because of a pair of golden boys and girls a hundred years ago, the man began to abandon the chaos, and the woman broke off the man's evil roots and stood on her own.

Sword Sect, Qingshan Hall

Yu Zizai held the Qinghong Sword and led a large number of disciples to break into the inner hall.

"Dead fatty, you come out to labor!"

A roar with a strong internal force passed through the long corridor.

"Oops. ”

Du Hongyun was immersed in a sweet dream, holding on to his saliva and talking in his dreams.

Boom!

He was frightened by the sudden intrusion of the crowd and fell from the main seat to the ground, he touched his buttocks that was almost broken in two, and looked at the angry Yu Zizi with resentful eyes on his face.

"My child's bones are not cold, and the murderer is not found, so he doesn't say anything, even if he doesn't give a single explanation, you give this worldly person to others, Du Hongyun, what are your intentions!"

Du Hongyun felt a cold touch on his neck, swallowed his saliva, squinted his eyes, and said with a smile, "Look at you, Senior Brother Yu, don't worry, everyone is a family, if there is anything you can't say well, you have to use the sword and sword, right?"

After he finished speaking, he said to the people behind him, "Why are you still stunned, you have accepted everything, you have accepted it." ”

Because Du Hongyun is short and slender, he has to stretch his neck hard and carefully, which is really funny when others see it.

The people of the Qinglian faction were indifferent, after all, their head was Yu Zizi in front of him, not this somewhat obscene Du Hongyun.

Du Hongyun felt a little embarrassed when he saw that no one listened to his words, but he still had Yu Zizi's Qinghong Sword on his neck, so he could only cautiously and tentatively say, "Senior Brother Yu, look at this ......."

didn't wait for Yu Zizi to speak, but he heard a coquettish cheer from outside the hall.

"Presumptuous! The Qingshan Hall will not allow you to be presumptuous!"

When everyone turned around, they saw a woman with a graceful figure, covering her face with tulle, a tight-fitting robe with sleeves, and a green emerald smoke gown. The cuffs are embroidered with light blue peonies, the silver silk thread outlines a few auspicious clouds, the hem is densely packed with a row of blue sea clouds, the wide pale yellow brocade wraps the chest, the body gently turns the long skirt and spreads out, the pink narcissus scattered flowers and green leaf skirt on the ground, the golden silk thin smoke scattered flowers water mist emerald green yarn, the body holds the Luo Cui soft yarn, the wind bun mist sideburns obliquely insert a peony flower is really a little: the eyebrows are delicate and far away, the green temples are dyed with the taste of spring smoke, the waist is tied into a big bow with gold silk soft smoke, and the jasper dragon and phoenix hairpin is obliquely inserted on the head。

Coming with the wind is a good smell of roses.

The wind bun shows the sideburns, the eyebrows and eyes are swept lightly, the cherry mouth is not red and red, delicate and beautiful, the two strands of hair on the cheeks are gently brushed with the wind to add a bit of seductive style, the waist is not full of hand, so beautiful that it is so flawless, so beautiful that it does not eat the fireworks of the world.

Look at her bending her waist in a slight step, showing her wrists in the light yarn, her eyes are full of spring water, her shoulders are cut into a waist, her muscles are like a coagulated gas, and she is charming and boneless.

But the road is smoke yarn Bixia Luo, and the plum fragrance is a little red.

Later generations told the story: fragrant jade is tender and beautiful than flowers, referring to the root of the onion such as containing Zhu Dan, a smile touches the soul, the jade face is lonely and the tears are dry, and the pear blossom is a branch of spring with rain.

"Senior Sister ......"

Du Hongyun grinned when he saw someone coming.

Yu Zizai frowned: She didn't go to Bianjing, why did she come back.

But no one in the temple knew this woman.

This daughter is the third personal disciple of the previous generation, and she is also the younger sister of the two - Wen Ziyue

The phoenix hairpin on Wen Ziyue's head was a little conspicuous, but everyone didn't care.

She slowly passed through the corridor, the clothes on her body gradually changed, and when she walked to Du Hongyun and the others, she was already wearing ink.

"Put it down. ”

Wen Ziyue said lightly, with no doubt in her words.

Yu Zizai picked up his sword stupidly, the reason why he was so jealous of this junior sister was not only because she was a five-grade grandmaster, but also because she was the younger sister in the palace.

"Didn't my junior sister say that she was going back to her parents' house, why did she come back so soon?"

Du Hongyun asked with a flattering face, they all had a tacit understanding not to mention that place, but sometimes they still had to mention it, so they replaced it with their mother's house.

Wen Ziyue was silent, but just looked at the disciples of the Qinglian Sect in the hall and then looked at Yu Zizai.

"Stand down. ”

Yu Zizi waved his hand, he didn't dare to clash with this junior sister, at least now was not the time.

Aside from the strength of temperament, the disciples of the Qinglian Sect are still very good under Yu Zizai's teachings, but they are a little reckless, but it is no wonder that they are in charge, after all, they are also reckless.

Du Hongyun tiptoed to look out of the door, and when he saw that there was no one, he pulled Yu Zizi and said in a low voice, "Come on, Senior Brother Yu, sit down and have a cup of tea, eat a meat bun, let's talk about it, talk about it." ”

To be honest, Du Hongyun is really scared of his junior brother, not that he is not as good as Yu Zizai, nor is he afraid of him, but his temperament has always been troublesome, but his junior brother is a character that ten cows can't pull back, so he can let it on weekdays, he lets it, and he can pretend not to see it, but he also opens his eyes and closes his eyes, and the big things turn into small things and pass.

I thought that today's posture would not be good, but fortunately, my sister came back in time.

Thinking like this in his heart, the gaze that looked at Wen Ziyue was a lot gentler, but in Wen Ziyue's eyes, those obscene little eyes and other parts were squeezed on one face, which was really unacceptable.

Senior brother, you are also the head of a sect, can you have some backbone! Wen Ziyue glanced at Du Hongyun desperately.

Du Hongyun nodded understandingly, and returned a look that I understand.

Wen Ziyue finally breathed a sigh of relief: the son can be taught.

However, in the next second, she knew that she was wrong, very wrong.

She felt a pair of fleshy hands on her shoulders, changing her movements back and forth.

"Senior sister, how do you see this strength? How is it, is it comfortable? Look at ......."

Du Hongyun saw Wen Ziyue bowing his head and was silent, thinking that he was comfortable pressing his junior sister, and thought in his heart: My technique is really good, but my junior sister is too, what is there to be shy, it is all my own family......

"Get out!"

Wen Ziyue really couldn't bear it.

Immediately afterwards, there was a scream like killing a pig in the hall.

Du Hongyun pouted aggrievedly, squatted in the corner, and silently said to his junior sister in his heart, using vicious language: Next time, I will let them cut down all the plum trees in the mountain, and see how you take a plum bath.

In fact, if Du Hongyun was just massaged, maybe Wen Ziyue would not be so angry, but the latter sentence is really tofu and meat plus money - this is an extra move.

There is a rosewood table on the left side of the hall, which is the only relic left by the master of the three people, although they sometimes disagree in some aspects, but they all have the same attitude about this table, that is, it must be well protected, after all, the master has always been a person who can't guess, he has not left anything, only this table must have his intentions.

What's more, there is another peculiar thing about this table - it is as immobile as a mountain.

The three of them tried all kinds of methods and never moved the slightest of this table, but it was the only relic of the master, so the three agreed not to bring weapons to the palace.

"Why did my sister come back?"

There was only no tea on the table, Yu Zizi didn't like to drink tea, in fact, he could see a little bit from his temperament. Wen Ziyue plum blossom tea is better than Gong Yachun, because of her upbringing since childhood, she is a particular person, today is in a hurry, if you want to make tea is really in a hurry, so this tea is not drunk.

"It doesn't matter if I come back or not, but what does it mean that Senior Brother dared to violate the rules we set back then?"

Wen Ziyue said, she is born with a charming body, no need to be pretentious, the temperament exuded by her gestures can fascinate half of the men in the world and turn it upside down.

"Senior brother, I have a reason. ”

Yu Zizai knew that this junior sister was not easy to deal with.

"In that case, let's follow the old rules. ”、

Wen Ziyue shook the green silk and offered a three-pointed two-edged pear flower spear.

"Senior sister, I'm also in a hurry. ”

Yu Zizai paused for a moment, and smiled helplessly, "Senior sister, you know that senior brother is not your opponent." ”

Wen Ziyue didn't answer, her hand picked up and fell, and a silver light appeared.

With a bang, dust was raised.

The three of them have been in conflict since childhood, and Du Hongyun mediated it, and this time was no exception, when he saw Wen Ziyue sacrifice his sword, he secretly said that it was not good, so he was busy getting up, but he still didn't catch up.

"Ahem. ”

He coughed for a moment, flicked his sleeve, and scattered the dust.

I saw sawdust and debris everywhere, and there was still the shadow of a rosewood table.

Without waiting for the two to ask, Wen Ziyue preemptively said, "We have tried all methods, but this one, we dare not try." ”

Bewildered by the two of them, it picked open the pieces with the tip of the pear blossom spear, and one piece of the piece was very conspicuous among them.

It's all come to this point, and Yu Zizai can't react yet.

"How did you come up with that?"

"When I went back and met someone this time, he reminded me of a sentence, a sentence that the master often said......."

Wen Ziyue's fragment was handed to Du Hongyun.

Sometimes the answer is right in front of us, and we can't believe it, it's what it means. Du Hongyun took the fragment and looked at it for a while, a little incredulous, "It seems that there is really such a thing as fate." ”

"But I never believed in fate. ”

Yu Zizai put away the Qinghong sword and threw his sleeves away.

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Author's words: You wait, one day I will give you a day, let you cry and shout and beg me not to change, see if you dare to say that I am short, hum!