Yun Xiaotian knew that he was out of shape, and wanted to appease Yin Mengyao, but when he saw Long Hao staring straight at him, he became stubborn for a while, and he didn't want to lose his aura in front of outsiders, so he turned his back with his hands on his waist. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Long Hao is the only son of Long Yixiao, he has been pampered since he was a child, where he has been angry with others, that day's trip to Cangyunmen made him fall in love with Yin Mengyao at first sight, in order to please her, he spent a lot of money to get the Wenshuang Sword, the original intention was to match the martial spirit sword he held to express his heart.

The Wenshuang Sword and the Wuling Sword belong to one yin and one yang, and they are made of the same thousand-year-old piece of dark iron. The Wenshuang sword is light, the martial spirit sword is heavy, and the two swords will make a resonant sound when they touch each other, trembling and trembling, and the power is greatly increased, so it is called the lover's sword on the rivers and lakes.

Yin Mengyao accepted it happily for unknown reasons, Long Hao secretly rejoiced, thinking that he had captured the heart of the beauty, and he was very happy, but he saw Yun Xiaotian throwing out the things he gave mercilessly, only to feel that his face was swept away, "Huh-" pulled out the martial spirit sword, and shouted: "Yun Xiaotian!

Yun Xiaotian saw that he was suddenly in trouble, and hurriedly pulled out his sword to fight him. Although Long Hao's swordsmanship is not as clever as Yun Xiaotian's, he has the help of the martial spirit sword, and he intends to show his might in front of Yin Mengyao, and the moves he makes are all fierce moves. The sharp sword qi burst out of the air, and Yun Xiaotian was forced to retreat again and again by him, and after a few moves, he had been scratched in many places on his body.

Yin Mengyao shouted loudly, but she couldn't stop the two who killed the red-eyed, and in desperation, she hurriedly went back to ask her father for help. The rising heroes who were still drinking were interrupted by Yin Mengyao's screams, and thousands of heroes and heroes rushed over one after another, surrounding Yun Xiaotian and Long Hao. This scene is even more spectacular than the Heroes Conference.

"Hey, isn't this the boy who defeated the Eagle Gang leader at the foot of the mountain yesterday?"

"Yes, the boy is good at swordsmanship. ”

These two people are jealous of a woman, and they don't know which school or school they trained as good apprentices. ”

“......”

The onlookers were divided, Yin Dongsheng and Long Yixiao were humiliated, "Stop!" The two shouted at the same time, and Yun Xiaotian and Long Hao stopped. Yin Dongsheng stepped forward and slapped him hard, and Yun Xiaotian's eyes were full of gold stars, and he was dizzy, "Bad morals, shameless, kneel here for me to reflect on, don't get up without my order!"

Long Yixiao asked the reason, and was unwilling to punish his son in public, so he humbly dismissed everyone and left with Long Hao.

Yan Dawei, Liang Xiaowu and other fellow brothers were angry when they saw that the senior brother was punished, and they all turned their hatred to Long Hao. Although Jiang Feiyan was dissatisfied, it was not good to refute her husband's face in front of the group of heroes, and she walked away in a huff. Yin Mengyao felt aggrieved and ran away crying. Li Yuqing bandaged his wounds, looked at him affectionately, shook his head and sighed.

As soon as everyone left, everything returned to calm, Yun Xiaotian knelt on the ground and regretted, "What's wrong with me, I want the little junior sister to save me regardless of her life, my death is not enough to repay, today she got a sword, I should be happy for her, how can I be so impulsive, yes, I and the little junior sister are childhood sweethearts, growing up together, and have deep feelings, so I can't see her jealous when she gets along with a strange man, alas, I don't know if the little junior sister will hate me......"

A huge courtyard, Yun Xiaotian kneeling alone in the middle is particularly conspicuous, passing by the heroes and knights all stopped to watch, pointing, less than half a day, this matter has spread throughout the whole rivers and lakes, Yun Xiaotian is completely popular, even more famous than some heroes.

This kneeling came to the middle of the night, dark clouds covered the sky, there were no stars and no moon, a gust of wind blew, and it rained heavily, during which Li Yuqing, Yan Dawei, Fu Dashun, and Liang Xiaowu took turns to visit, and kept sending some food over but he refused one by one, he was so strong, and he refused to eat a mouthful of his Longjian Villa when he died.

The rain became more and more urgent, Yun Xiaotian gradually felt in a trance, and in a hazy sight saw the figure of the little junior sister appear in front of him, he reached out to grab it, but he couldn't catch anything, and the whole world blurred.

The next morning, Yun Xiaotian woke up, and the moment he opened his eyes, he saw Yin Mengyao's delicate face in front of him, he sat up excitedly and wanted to hug the beauty, but was hugged by a guy who was covered in sweat, "Senior brother, you finally woke up, everyone is worried to death." ”

Yun Xiaotian pushed Liang Xiaowu away, "Hey, Senior Brother Liang, you haven't taken a bath for many days, and your body stinks." ”

Boss Liang Xiaowu said reluctantly: "It's only a month, isn't this just the same smell as Senior Brother." ”

"Go, go, stay where it's cool. ”

"Hahaha......"

The brothers and sisters laughed at the same time.

Yin Mengyao said with tears in her eyes: "Senior brother, I'm sorry, my mother told me the origin of Wenshuang Sword, I just knew, you, don't be angry with me, okay." ”

Yun Xiaotian saw her lovely appearance, and her heart fluttered, "Little junior sister, how can I be angry with you, it's all my senior brother who is not good, don't hate me." ”

Everyone was overjoyed to see that the two of them had reconciled, Liang Xiaowu beat his chest and said: "If you want to blame, blame that Long Hao, a pair of colored Mimi's eyes are always the idea of hitting the little junior sister, and the next time I meet him, I have to hit him all over the ground to find teeth." ”

Fu Dashun said: "Seventh Senior Brother, it was someone who beat you all over the ground looking for teeth." ”

“......”

Yun Xiaotian accompanied everyone to talk and laugh, feeling hungry in the stomach, as soon as several people agreed, they came to the back mountain to hunt game, built a bonfire, opened the altar of wine, sang and danced, so happy.

Since the Wenshuang sword turmoil, there has been no more trouble, Yun Xiaotian and his junior disciples travel together every day, comparing swords and dismantling moves, but also chic. Just thinking of the cold goodbye, thinking of the slap she gave in the face, thinking of the happy drink that night, there will be a trace of attachment, a trace of reluctance, what kind of feeling is that, Yun Xiaotian can't tell clearly.

Five days passed quickly, and the Heroes Conference was belated by the anticipation.

On this day, Longjian Villa is majestic and solemn, the whole village is full of swords and guns, the armor is shining, the flags are displayed, and the gongs and drums are noisy.

As soon as the sky was slightly bright, heroes from all walks of life at the foot of the mountain rushed up to the mountain. Standing on the top of the mountain, the dense crowd is like a long dragon coiling around the mountain, which is not spectacular. Zhuo Fang stood at the door and saluted the people one by one, and was led into the venue by the servants, and each sect was seated according to its status in the rivers and lakes.

In the venue, a ten-zhang square martial arts platform is arranged with a heroic spirit, banners are hung high, and the handwriting of "the world's first hero meeting" is vigorous and domineering. On the viewing platform, there are seven dragon pattern sandalwood chairs in the left and right columns, the right column has the heads of the seven major sects, and the left column has seven people, respectively, the abbot of Shaolin Temple, Master Kongchan, the leader of the beggar gang Luo Shao'an, the leader of the Liuhe Alliance, Liu Qingyuan, the leader of the Five Poisons Sect, Qiu Xue'er, the leader of the Five Poisons Sect, Yue Yangfeng, the holy lord of Yulong Mountain, Qin Shuang, the lord of the Hundred Flowers Valley, and Luo Chonglie, the lord of Fengming Island. On the platform of the alliance leader, a tiger skin golden chair is shining and eye-catching, and it is the throne of the supreme martial arts.

After everyone sat down, Long Yixiao walked to the center of the martial platform, cleared his throat, lifted his breath, and said in a loud voice: "Welcome all martial arts colleagues to participate in this year's hero conference, according to the practice of previous years, the conference is free to learn, fair fighting, do not hurt people with secret arrows, the conference is re-ranked according to the strength of each sect, and the new Jianghu list will be announced after the conference." The final winner will be able to re-compete with the Jiangmu Hanjiang Alliance Lord for the throne of this martial arts Tianjiao. Okay, life and death have a fate, and each day is safe, then I declare the beginning of this year's Heroes Conference!"