This time when he re-entered the ancient tower, He Yifan and Chu Hanxuan's mood was no longer the same, and Chu Hanxuan lowered his head shyly all the way, completely lacking the lively and playful appearance of the past.

The two were silent, and slowly walked towards the top floor of the tower, He Yifan held Chu Hanxuan's hand tightly on the road, and his slender little hands were covered with sweat.

"Xuan'er!"

"Huh?"

"Are you nervous?"

"No!"

"Then you sweat with one hand. ”

Chu Hanxuan sneered when she heard this, stretched out her hand and hit He Yifan, and said shyly: "I know how to bully people." ”

He Yifan turned his head, looked at Chu Hanxuan gently, and said, "How can you give it." ”

Chu Hanxuan, who said in one sentence, was shy again. He Yifan's joke broke the embarrassment, and Chu Hanxuan seemed to let go a lot.

The two walked up slowly, Chu Hanxuan looked at the books slowly along the way, and couldn't help but sigh: "Brother Fan, who did you say wrote this book?"

He Yifan turned around and looked at the bookshelf not far away and said: "Some of them should be left by their predecessors and stored by Vientiane Gate, and some of them were compiled by the predecessors of Vientiane Gate themselves." ”

"It would be great if all the people in the world could see the books in this ancient pagoda and let them all benefit from it. ”

"Has the Lord of the Chu Gate begun to worry about the world now?" He Yifan asked with a smile.

I saw Chu Hanxuan behind her hands, and her pretty face raised slightly: "This girl has always been worried about the world, you have to study hard." ”

"Okay, good! Obey the orders of the Lord of the Chu Gate. He Yifan saluted this Chu Hanxuan.

"Hahaha!" Chu Hanxuan's silver bell-like laughter rang out from time to time in the tower.

After a while, the two of them came to the top floor of the ancient tower again, and the tables were still divided into eight directions. The portrait of the old man in the middle hung quietly, and the old man with kind eyebrows seemed to be standing under the tree waiting for the two to return.

Chu Hanxuan looked at the old man on the portrait, his expression was calm and solemn, and he and He Yifan slowly walked up the wall, knelt down and said, "Disciple Chu Hanxuan, come with your husband to worship the ancestor of the priest." ”

After that, the two of them made three big salutes to this portrait, and after getting up, they only heard Chu Hanxuan continue: "The family teacher Deng Yi, the teacher of the Vientiane Gate elder Wu Jingcheng, has suffered a great disaster in the past hundred years, this time Hanxuan worshiped the teacher, and he must remember the teachings of the teacher, so that what he has learned from the Vientiane Gate can benefit the people of the Han family all over the world." ”

He Yifan looked at Chu Hanxuan beside him with a solemn expression, patted her shoulder lightly and said, "Xuan'er, don't worry, no matter what, I, He Yifan, are by your side." ”

Chu Hanxuan turned her face, looked at He Yifan affectionately, and nodded firmly.

"Lady, it's already late at night, shouldn't we rest early?"

"Phew, who wants to rest with you. Chu Hanxuan glanced at He Yifan with a shy, turned around and ran downstairs.

He Yifan turned around, looked at the old man in the portrait and said, "Master, I am also the son-in-law of Vientianemen, don't worry, I will help her." ”

After that, she got up and chased downstairs, He Yifan walked down the stairs step by step, the wooden staircase made a slight sound with He Yifan's footsteps, Chu Hanxuan turned her back to the staircase, and every footstep seemed to hit her heart.

Three steps, two steps, one step, as the footsteps approached, Chu Hanxuan only felt that his whole body gradually began to tremble.

Suddenly, Chu Hanxuan felt that he was stopped in his arms by a pair of strong and powerful arms, and his gentle voice came from his ears: "Xuan'er, He Yifan will definitely live up to you in this life." ”

As he spoke, Chu felt that his arms were getting harder and harder, as if he was about to pull his body in, and he lowered his head with a blushing face and said softly: "Xuan'er, believe it." ”

After saying that, Chu Hanxuan turned around slowly, her chin was slightly raised, her pretty face was full of crimson, and she slowly leaned forward.

He Yifan looked at the beautiful person in his arms, his eyes were slightly closed, his long eyelashes were beating slightly, and his pretty face was like a ripe apple, and his heart couldn't help but move, and he slowly moved forward.

Finally, the lips of the two finally touched together, and Chu Hanxuan intuitively felt like he was struck by lightning, and his whole body trembled slightly.

The next day, the sky was bright, the gate of the Vientiane Tower slowly opened, He Yifan took Chu Hanxuan's hand and walked out slowly, Chu Hanxuan saw Deng Yi at the door, and was so ashamed that he got behind He Yifan, his head hung very low, and he was about to bury himself in his chest.

Deng Yi looked at the two of them, smiled slightly, knowing that Chu Hanxuan was thin-skinned, and the teasing words that he had prepared were all suppressed, but he said lightly to He Yifan: "Okay! Yifan, now you know the situation in Jiangnan more clearly, you don't have to go to Yuhang anymore." Hurry up and return to Beijing and discuss countermeasures with Wen Sicheng, Vientiane Pavilion must not fall into the hands of Yanyulou. ”

"Yes, senior, the kid wrote it down. ”

"Let's go, now, the formation in Vientiane Valley should be difficult for you. Let's go!"

Hearing Deng Yi say this, Chu Hanxuan raised his head and said, "Master, aren't you leaving?"

Deng Yi shook his head lightly when he heard this: "I can't go! The hundred-year-old holy land of Vientiane Gate must not be touched by Yanyu Tower, if He Xiaozi and Wen Sicheng can't think of any way, if he arrives first in Yanyulou in the day, I will set fire to this Vientiane Tower to martyrdom." ”

"No, Master, you might as well go to Shenglong with us! At that time, we will work with General Wen to figure out a way to let him send troops to protect the Vientiane Gate. Chu Hanxuan heard Deng Yi's intention to die, and couldn't help but open her mouth to persuade.

Deng Yi shook his head slightly, and said softly to this Chu Hanxuan: "Xuan'er, the Yan Dynasty is now suffering from internal and external troubles, and after the two of you return to Beijing, you must let Wen Sicheng understand how important the things in this Vientiane Valley are." The century-old inheritance of the Han family must not fall into the hands of foreigners. ”

"However, now that Jiangnan has broken away from the imperial court, if Wen Sicheng rashly sends troops, the five tribes of Beiqiang, Yamato, and the barbarians, the Beijing family, and the Jiangnan Yanyulou will not let go, and they will move the whole body. You have to think carefully, and as a teacher, I will guard this Vientiane Pagoda for you, and wait for you to come back. ”

Chu Hanxuan was about to say something, but was stopped by Deng Yi. The old man turned his face to look at He Yifan and said, "Boy, I only got this disciple in my old age, you have to treat it well." He is not only a continuation of my life, but also a continuation of Vientiane Gate, remember. ”

He Yifan looked at the old man and said firmly: "All are assured, Yifan will do his best to protect Xuan'er." It will also protect the Vientiane Gate. ”

Hearing He Yifan say this, Deng Yi seemed to be relieved, He Yifan's generation of heroes must be the ones who make promises. At that moment, he spoke again: "I will pass on the Tai Chi method of the two of you, and I will practice it diligently every day, and he will cultivate the eight veins of the Qi Sutra every day, and he must always think about the people of the Han family in his heart." ”

At this time, Deng Yi was more like an ordinary old man, chattering and explaining to the two. He Yifan and Chu Hanxuan also listened carefully, and they understood that maybe this separation was goodbye.

Thinking back all the way, from enemies to friends, and finally Chu Hanxuan also worshiped under Deng Yimen, I couldn't help but sigh.

After a long time, Deng Yi seemed to finish what he had to say, and waved his hand to the two gently: "Go, time is pressing, I will always be here to wait for you." ”

After speaking, Deng Yi turned around and walked slowly under the ancient tower, Chu Hanxuan choked back her tears, and followed He Yifan to turn around and leave.