"At that time, Qiu Wuxian and I were trapped in the sword formation of the Murong family, don't look at Murong Feng, this guy is despicable and shameless, but the swordsmanship is still quite good, Qiu Wuxian tried his best to deal with it, but he did not fall behind. Xiao Fei's eyebrows were lowered, carefully recalling what happened last night.

"Isn't Qiu Wuxian in the Jianghuai area? How could you get involved with him? Ye Wuxin asked.

"That old guy from Qiu Wuxian is bent on taking me as an apprentice, saying that I am talented and intelligent, and I am a talent that can be created. But I just died of my father, and there was no need to find another one, so I turned him down. But this old guy actually chased me for three days and three nights, all the way from Los Angeles to Yueyang Tower. Xiao Fei looked at the traceless in his hand and said helplessly.

Xiao Fei's father, Xiao Duan, is the master of the Qingyun Sect, and in terms of light skills, no one in the world can compare, so Xiao Fei's kung fu to escape is naturally first-class. can catch up with Xiao Fei, Qiu Wuxian is indeed a very powerful guy.

"Then how can there be a traceless in your hand?" Ye Wuxin's gaze was still swirling on the traceless sword, which was a sword that made all swordsmen obsessed.

In the end, I really had no choice, so I pointed to a woman on the street and said to him, if you dare to touch this woman's ass, I will take it. If you coax it, don't pester Lao Tzu in the future!" Xiao Fei said.

And he touched it. Ye Wuxin said with a smile.

"That old guy is really a pervert, he can actually let go of that old face and give up that body of fame!" Although Xiao Fei was scolding, his tone was full of admiration.

can bend and stretch, and has no intention of fame. True to love, swordsmanship for a lifetime. If Qiu Wuxian is still alive, Ye Wuxin will definitely become a friend with him, but it is a pity that the people of the past have taken the yellow crane to go, and the white clouds have been empty for thousands of years.

Ye Wuxin sighed, burying his loss in that long sigh.

"Just after worshipping the teacher, the fourth son of the Murong family came to the sky. Headed by Murong Feng, Murong Bei, Murong Lei, and Murong Qi, the four of them were divided into four corners, southeast, northwest, and surrounded the two of us!" Xiao Fei took a sip of tea, and still seemed to have palpitations when he recalled the events of last night.

Xiao Fei is used to hovering on the verge of death, but he is a guy who is very afraid of death.

Ye Wuxin sat on the opposite side of the table, drinking tea and listening to all this, without speaking.

"Damn! You really don't know, I've never seen a sword technique like Qiu Wuji! That power is simply a spell!! A person can actually practice a sword to such a realm, do you say he is a pervert or not!" Xiao Fei is also scolding people when he praises people, he is an out-and-out comic.

Ye Wuxin could imagine that kind of swordsmanship, just like what his father Ye Feng and his master the white-bearded old man had done back then, the wind roared, the lightning thundered, and the heavens and the earth surged, it must have been an earth-shattering battle!

Suddenly, Ye Wuxin's face sank, and he suddenly remembered the masked man from last night—a guy who might be even more terrifying than Qiu Wuxin.

"Are you fucking listening to me? Since beating me, you have this expression of not being able to shit, and you can't give up, it shouldn't be a woman from Los Angeles who is pregnant with your Ye family's seed!" Xiao Fei can always understand Ye Wuxin's mood fluctuations, the two of them grew up together since childhood, and they are too familiar with each other.

"Get out!" Ye Wuxin also scolded him.

Being friends with someone of low quality will always be more or less affected.

"I used my family heirloom "Qingyun Divine Skill" to escape in the sword qi, and it almost scared me to pee! Fortunately, my father's divine skill is still somewhat useful, and it is simply divine to escape for my life! There are so many swords, but none of them can hit me. Xiao Fei clasped his hands together, as if praying that he would not die in the catastrophe.

Ye Wuxin saw a kind of loneliness in Xiao Fei's eyes, which was a loneliness hidden under the appearance of cynicism that was difficult to detect, but after all, it couldn't escape Ye Wuxin's eyes.

"Who the hell is it?" Ye Wuxin was a little impatient.

"You're always in such a fucking hurry, I'm dying, you still care about this, are you a human being!" Xiao Fei said as he patted the table.

Spit Xingzi flew to Ye Wuxin's face like a mosquito in summer, if someone didn't let Xiao Fei finish the words in his stomach, it would be worse than killing him.

Ye Wuxin turned his head away, it wasn't annoying, he had long been used to it, since Xiao Fei scolded for the first time. He just wanted to be less bitten by "mosquitoes".

"The four dogs of the Murong family were biting wildly, using the ancestral sword formation-the four formations of wind and thunder. Qiu Wuxian is old after all, I guess his waist is not very good, and he hasn't hit anyone a few times!" Xiao Fei's eyes flew around, he jumped up excitedly, and sat on the table.

"Four formations of wind and thunder, this formation is not very easy to break!" Ye Wuxin said.

"Have you seen it before?" Xiao Fei asked.

"Nope. But my father once broke it. Ye Wuxin said.

"Damn! Bragging! If your dad was so good, he wouldn't have killed himself. Xiao Fei always speaks with no brains, and he speaks as soon as he opens his mouth.

"If you dare to say more, I'll let you go out of the window, lying on your stomach instead of standing!" Ye Wuxin's face changed.

"Okay, that old guy seems to know that he is going to die, and while coping, he recited the swordsmanship of the Traceless Sword to me, using the mind transmission technique. Xiao Fei said.

In addition to Xiao Fei's light skills, there is also a secret that Ye Wuxin knows: never forget.

Qiu Wuxian pinned all his hopes on Xiao Fei, but Xiao Fei was a person who was born without a love for swords.

Qiu Wuxian made the biggest bet of his life, but he didn't know if it was worth it!

"Mr. Qiu wants to know that you are such a person, it is estimated that he can come back to life immediately. Ye Wuxin joked.

"Why are you scolding? Anyway, I am also the young master of the Qingyun Sect, dashing and extremely smart, although it is a little worse than the Autumn Wind Pavilion. But I'm not afraid of you. "There are not many people who convince Xiao Fei, Ye Wuxin counts one, and it is estimated that Qiu Wuxian is also one at this moment.

"I'm really convinced of Qiu Wuxi!, I'm really convinced!" Xiao Fei said crying, as if his father had just died.

"Then who is the last person to come?" Ye Wuxin couldn't hold back.

"Holding a fan, a beautiful man in the rivers and lakes, as soon as the golden fan is opened, thousands of golden needles, who else do you say this person can be?" Xiao Fei said.

"The flowers are gone!!How could it be him?" Ye Wuxin was like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, and he couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.

Xiao Fei still had the same bitter gourd face, his eyes were looking out the window, sitting motionless on the table.

"Ahh

"Damn, what do you mean?" Xiao Fei asked.

"The leaves fall without heart, the flowers are gone! It turned out that Zhuge Dian had expected it a long time ago!!" Ye Wuxin said in surprise.

He recalled Zhuge Dark's gaze that day, and understood why Zhuge Darkness tried his best to tell him this sentence - Ye Luo had no intention of drifting away.

If Ye Wuxin had been able to understand the mystery earlier, the result might not have been like this, but unfortunately, it was too late now!