To forgive one's enemies is to be cruel to oneself!

Huang Fu naturally would not leave a hidden danger for himself for no reason, his grievances with the Lingnan Sword Sect had disappeared with Mo Xiaoyang's death, but at this time, he was moved by regret for Yan Qingfeng's swordsmanship. After all, the one-word Hui Sword Sect is too shallow, and it can recruit some master craftsmen and martial artists like Yan Qingfeng, and there will be a lot less twists and turns in the future.

Yan Qingfeng was silent for a while, and Yan Jing was still chattering and patiently persuading.

Huangfu Yan knew that Yan Qingfeng had let go of the insistence in his heart, but at this time, he just couldn't get rid of it, and he forced himself not to bow his head, secretly amused. After thinking slightly, he said in a deep voice: "Senior Yan, although the courage of blood and qi is worthy of praise, it is not the only way, whether the Lingnan Sword Sect is worthy of entrusting one's life is actually inconclusive, and it must be done according to the situation." ”

Yan Qingfeng opened his mouth, wanting to argue a few times, but he didn't know how to say it, and let out a sigh.

Yan Jing seemed to understand whether she understood or not, and she was at a loss.

Huang Fu Yan continued: "Life in the world passes in a hurry. It's not a pity to die, but the Lingnan Sword Sect, where such fish and flesh people are on the evil side, is not worth paying a lot of life for it. ”

Yan Qingfeng hesitated for a moment, and finally said: "Okay, the Lingnan Sword Sect has become history, the old man swears not to seek revenge against you in the future, and is willing to be driven by you, but you have to let Jing'er go!"

"Grandpa......" Yan Jing's eyes turned red.

"Old Yan is serious, Miss Yan Jing can rest assured, I will never force you to do anything against your will!"

"That's good...... cough cough ......" Yan Qingfeng had an internal injury and coughed up blood for a while.

Huang Fu Yan stepped forward and put his hands behind his back. Exercise heals its wounds. After a week of practice, he knew the mystery of being able to pierce his heart with a sword before. Secretly call itself it.

Yan Jing looked grateful, and the last trace of fear of him in her heart disappeared.

Half a cup of tea. Under the strong skills of the emperor, Yan Qingfeng is no longer in trouble, and in just a few days, the wound in the heart and mouth will be completely healed, and it will be intact as before.

"Thank you Shaoxia!" Yan Qingfeng was grateful in his heart, and said with a look of shame. Internal strength is so important to their martial artists, but Huang Fu Yan can heal himself without hesitation, which makes him moved, and suddenly he can't see the young man in front of him clearly. Let's say he's ruthless. He kills people with ruthlessness, and he is indeed gentle, polite and kind at this time.

Huangfu Yan was overjoyed in his heart, knowing that he was sincerely attached, and said with a smile: "Is Elder Yan willing to join our Yizi Huijian Sect?"

"This ......" Yan Qingfeng was a little concerned, after all, his sect had just been dealt with and destroyed, and it was a little unreasonable to surrender to the enemy so quickly.

"Although our one-word Huijian Gate has not been rebuilt for a long time, it is ......" Huangfu began to promise a heavy responsibility, and told him the overview of the door.

Yan Qingfeng said: "Your faction is full of vitality. I'll know it a long time ago!"

"What?" Huang Fu was a little surprised, he didn't know what the two yellow elders had done, and they actually surfaced so quickly.

Yan Qingfeng saw that he looked puzzled, and said with a smile: "Two months ago." Zhuo Bufan once asked Mo Xiaoyang about you, but it was our two old guys who made a move to force him back!"

"Senior brother is back!" Huang Fu blurted out. This surprise was silent, and it was completely the feelings left by the predecessor that were at fault. It also made him frown. I found that the influence left by the predecessor has not completely disappeared until now!

Yan Qingfeng saw that he was happy and worried, and he was strange for a while. A little embarrassed to say: "It stands to reason that the young man spared the old man's life, and the old man also said that he wanted to look at your horse's head, so he hesitated a little bit, but the Lingnan Sword Sect is dead, and the old man is really ......" said, the old man blushed, and it was really difficult to speak.

"Haha!" Huang Fu Yan came to his senses, knowing that this old man cherished feathers and didn't want to be taken by the people in the rivers and lakes, "This matter is not in a hurry, although the gate of the word Huijian Gate is open for you from time to time!" he said, and looked at Yan Jing on the side.

Yan Jing's face turned red, and she was a little at a loss, after all, she just swore that she was willing to be a cow and a horse for the other party!

"Okay, good ......" Yan Qingfeng looked grateful, in this way, Yan Jing's status in the Yizi Huijian Gate was also guaranteed, and it was even more of a hidden danger of being a cow and a horse for the emperor. This old man lives by himself, and he has always been obsessed with Yan Jing's previous words.

Huangfu Yan smiled in his heart, with this relationship, can the old man still contribute to the Yizi Hui Sword Gate! Lang laughed, and said to Yan Jing: "I've seen Senior Sister Yan Jing!"

"Division...... Hello senior brother!" Yan Jing was a little inexplicable, but she didn't expect that in the blink of an eye, she would become a disciple of the Yizi Hui Sword Sect, and she was a little excited in her heart. The Lingnan Sword Sect has never accepted female disciples, but in this way, it has fulfilled her dream of being a heroine.

Huangfu Yan secretly thought to himself: "Hehe, senior brother, such a beautiful little junior sister, the peerless learning in your hand should not be self-cherished!"

"What is the name of that flying sword mastery of the Lingnan Sword Sect?" Huangfu Yan rolled his eyes and suddenly asked.

Yan Qingfeng knew that he had fallen in love with this peerless science, and he was not surprised, so he said solemnly: "Return to the Dragon Sword!" As he spoke, he glanced at Mo Xiaoyang's corpse without a trace.

Huangfu's eyes lit up, and the old man was also interested, so he reciprocated the favor and secretly pointed out the hiding place of his secret book. Thinking about it, he bent down and groped on Mo Xiaoyang's chest for a while, and found a parchment scroll, on which were indeed written "Sword of the Return to the Dragon".

Put away the cheats and said with a smile: "Elder Yan will stay here first to deal with the affairs of the Lingnan Sword Sect, and in a few days, I will send someone from the Hui Sword Sect to pick you up!"

Yan Qingfeng nodded, with some feelings: Mo Xiaoyang has been busy all his life, but in the end, he made a wedding dress for others.

Yan Jing saw that he was about to leave, and said hurriedly: "Senior brother, I'm ...... I ......"

Huangfu Yan was a little strange, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, do you have something?"

"You...... When will you teach me martial arts!" Yan Jing was not afraid of him now, but she was a little embarrassed to speak.

Huangfu Yan patted his head, but he didn't expect this little junior sister to be a martial arts idiot, he turned his head to look at Yan Qingfeng, I don't know if she likes martial arts so much, why didn't the old man teach it himself.

The old man shook his head and said unhappily: "What's the use of you learning martial arts as a girl!"

Yan Jing snorted coquettishly, ignored him, and looked at the emperor deadly.

"Don't worry, when you wait for the word Hui Sword Gate, Senior Brother Zhuo will teach you martial arts!" Seeing that the little girl was a little unhappy, she added: "When I started, Senior Brother taught me!"

Yan Jing grinned, looked expectant, and muttered, "Well, he looks more like a master than you, senior brother." "The last time Zhuo Bufan came, Yan Jing saw him and was obviously very impressed.

Huangfu Yan smiled bitterly, Zhuo Bufan has a temperament of Ling Ran, and he is indeed more like a martial arts master than he looks.

Yan Qingfeng smiled dumbly and said: "If you can see the level of martial arts just by your appearance, you don't have to fight for all kinds of false fame, you just need to find a fortune teller to see your face." ”

Yan Jing was a little unconvinced, but she also knew that this was indeed the case, after all, Zhuo Bufan returned home last time, and it could not be compared with Huangfu Yan's current slaughter. (To be continued.) )