Chapter 34, indifferent to fame and fortune

Pride and conceit do not mean that everything is empty and ignorant of everything, but that he maintains the self-confidence and conceit of an emperor in some areas. Lian Xing looked at the copper-faced man who nodded at Wei Wuya, and showed a bright smile on his face that was not disguised at all, no one knew the copper-faced man in front of him better than him, the copper-faced man was a very proud person, but it didn't mean that she had lost the etiquette that ordinary people should have.

For those who are worthy of respect, should be respected, and should be thanked, the copper-faced people will maintain a good attitude, such as now, isn't that the case, the copper-faced people nodded solemnly to Wei Wuya.

Wei Wuya laughed brightly, he laughed so loudly that he almost burst into tears, but he didn't fall after all, and he smiled and turned his wheelchair to leave.

He knew that although Ying Yue didn't dislike him, she definitely didn't have much affection for her, let alone a feeling between men and women, so he knew very well that now was the time to leave. He never dragged his feet in doing things, hesitated, he smiled at Invite Yue, and then turned around and pushed his wheelchair away.

After Wei Wuya left, she sat on a chair very naturally, and dragged Ling Yue to sit beside her, only then did she speak: "Sister, when will you carry out the last step of the plan?"

The bronze-faced man, that is, Ying Yue, sat as quiet as a lotus, and said in a light tone: "There is no last step." ”

"There is no last step?" Lian Xing was stunned for a moment, and then asked, "Why is there no last step, has there been any unexpected change?"

Ying Yue shook her head, she glanced at Lianxing's disabled left hand, a flash of sadness in her eyes, and sighed softly: "If there is any unexpected change, don't you know better than me?"

Lian Xing restrained the smile on his face, looked at Invite Yue solemnly with a solemn expression, and said, "In that case, then why did you decide to stop the last step?"

Ying Yue said lightly: "Because I suddenly found that in fact, the last step is a dispensable step, so why do you want to leave this chicken rib?"

Lianxing smiled helplessly, she naturally understood that her sister was a person who liked to pursue perfection, but she still didn't understand it a little, so she asked again, "Why?"

"Even if I defeat Feng Qingyang before the Ink Tilt Pond in place of the Ink Tilt Pool, although I can guarantee the safety of the Ink Tilt Pool, the Ink Tilt Pool will not be grateful to me. She said slowly: "What does Mo Dump Chi need is a duel, a duel of life and death without regrets?"

Lian Xing stood up suddenly, looked at Ying Yue with a look of incredulity, and said, "So you mean that you are ready to give up this duel?"

Invite Yue said: "I can't help but give up, as Mei Yinxue said, I didn't need to intervene too much, haven't I already achieved my goal now, so why bother?"

Lian Xing sneered, she stood up and looked at her sister, who had always been very respectful, and said word by word: "Then do you know that Yimo poured pool's martial arts attainments may die under the sword of Feng Qingyang?"

Ying Yue glanced down at Lianxing's intact left shoulder, although her tone was much softer than just now, but still indifferent and cold, she said lightly: "Feng Qingyang is a rare peerless swordsman in the world, this battle is the first battle of the Huashan faction since the death of Master Kumei, this battle is not only related to the glory of the swordsman, but also related to the reputation of the sect, so this battle is naturally impossible to keep Fengqingyang's hand, and Mo Qingyang is naturally likely to die in the hands of Fengqingyang." She paused for a moment, then stared at the star and said, "But even so, what can it be? Isn't this path already decided after he became a swordsman, for a swordsman, it is not a shame that he can die at the hands of a swordsman who meets his opponent, but the greatest honor for a swordsman." ”

Lianxing had already clenched her fists, she stared at those very gentle eyes, and said very seriously: "But I don't want him to have this glory, I just hope that he can live well and live forever." ”

Ying Yue was silent, her silence was not because she couldn't refute her sister Lianxing's words, she was silent but she couldn't imagine that her sister loved Mo Dump Chi so deeply, she looked at Mercy Xing, she couldn't believe how much affection this sister who had been helping her had invested in Ink Dumping Pond.

If it weren't for the fact that he had invested a lot of emotion, how could he not know that Mo Tingchi and Feng Qingyang had become an inevitable return with his cleverness and calmness?

She took a deep breath, her eyes became more cold and resolute, and she said lightly: "If you can't win the pool, how can you be worthy of my sister?"

Lian Xing was stunned for a moment, and immediately came to her senses, she looked at Ying Yue, and suddenly she was at a loss, but he found that Ying Yue was still the cold and reassuring appearance, so he naturally relaxed, and his clear innocent eyes flashed a touch of cunning, grabbed Ying Yue's arm, leaned on Invite Yue's shoulder and whispered: "You are wrong, if Mo Dumping Chi is not a clear opponent, how can you be worthy of Invite Yue, the palace master of the Shifting Flower Palace?"

Ying Yue smiled and did not speak.

Mercy didn't speak.

The two stood quietly in front of the window, looking at the scenery, chatting casually about some small things.

It seems like it's over here, but is that really the case?

On October 11, time flies, everything is calm and nothing has changed.

Yuan Suiyun has already left Panshi Town, and he has already left Panshi Town on the sixth day of the first month of October, with a carriage, a very wide and comfortable carriage, a very miraculous BMW, a horseman with first-class driving skills, and a place that Yuan Suiyun remembers the most impressive.

He said a word to the coachman about the old place, and the coachman smiled heartily and immediately understood where the old place was.

Day and night, on the eleventh day of October, the carriage finally resisted that place.

Green grass and blue sky streams, a thatched house stands on the riverbank, a small boat has been alone in the river, a fisherman with a hat is fishing in the river, a very leisurely appearance.

Yuan Suiyun naturally couldn't see this scene, but he could feel it, and somehow, he always had an indescribable kindness here, when the carriage appeared in this area, he relaxed wholeheartedly, and got out of the carriage very naturally and asked the coachman to take down the guqin wrapped in white cloth for him.

He walked to the stream, sat casually on the shore of the clear water lake, under the blue sky, under the green grass, and began to play the piano.

The sound of the piano is pleasant, out of the world and to the dust, around the beam for three days and unforgettable, at this moment, as long as someone hears the sound of the piano, they will definitely not be able to help but look at the noble son who plays the piano by the river, but is there anyone?

There are people, there may be no one else in this area, but there is a fisherman who fishes in a small boat with a hat, but it is very strange, this fisherman is not curious, but drives the boat farther and farther, as if the noble son playing the piano by the river is not actually a man, but a ghost.

Yuan Suiyun's expression was still very pleasant, the sound of the piano was still very pleasant, he couldn't see it, but he could already hear the sound of rowing, this sound was very familiar to him, he had heard someone rowing for him in such a rhythm, so he was naturally very clear, so he was almost certain that the rowing person was not the master of Kumei?

Thinking of this, the smile on his face became brighter, and the faint melancholy in the original piano sound gradually disappeared, and then the piano sound became very cheerful, very chic and free, without a little trouble contained in it.

The fisherman did not mean to listen to the sound of the piano, she only wanted to row farther and farther, and she seemed to want to leave the area very much, but she seemed to very much do not want to, and the boat rocked in the middle of the river, as hesitant as a human mood.

Finally, I don't know how long it took, the fisherman sighed deeply, she turned the boat and rowed towards the river where Yuan Suiyun was sitting, and when she wanted to get close to Yuan Suiyun, she put down the fishing rod very naturally, and asked with a smile: "Your Excellency wants to take a boat?"

Yuan Suiyun smiled: "How can I come to the river without taking a boat? It's just that I don't have any silver on me, so I can't afford to take a boat." ”

"Coincidentally, I never need silver. ”

Yuan Suiyun deliberately looked distressed and said, "Then what do you want?"

The fisherman smiled with a straight face: "I want a piano, I want a good piano, I want to listen to the sound of the piano." He glanced at Yuan Suiyun as he spoke, and said, "Is your piano sound okay?"

Yuan Suiyun said: "Barely into the ear." ”

The fisherman frowned and said, "How about ten songs?"

Yuan Suiyun packed up the qin, slowly stood up and said, "Naturally, it's okay, but I'm blind, I can't see the boat, and I'm afraid of falling into the water." ”

The fisherman was still laughing, but a cold sweat had broken out on his face, but he was still very happy and said, "Although you are blind, I am not blind, so take me by the hand and get on the boat." ”

Yuan Suiyun arched his hand: "Thank you." Then he stood by the side of the boat.

The fisherman slowly approached the shore with his boat, then stretched out his hand and said, "Give me your hand." ”

Yuan Suiyun naturally stretched out his hand.

Yuan Suiyun's hands were white and slender, and the fisherman's hands were dark and dry, but no matter what, they were two hands, and the two hands were already held at this time, so Yuan Suiyun got on the boat, and the fisherman was already rowing.

The coachman stood by the river, looking at Yuan Suiyun who got on the boat, and also at the fisherman who nodded to him, with a smile on his face, a smile from the heart.

He couldn't see the identity of the fisherman anymore, but he was sure that the fisherman must be Master Kumei, except for Master Kumei, the only person in the world who could make Yuan Suiyun so happy, was there only Mo Dumping Pond?

The sound of the piano is melodious, and the boat is wandering in the river.

The fisherman closed his eyes and listened to the sound of the piano, and it seemed that there was only the sound of the piano in the world, with a faint smile on his face.

- What does the world have to do with me, I am only for this person, I am only for this piano, and I have no regrets in this life. (To be continued.) )