A bolt of lightning streaked through the secluded trees, and it wasn't long before a carriage that had been in the forefront for nearly a day was easily overtaken.

Landing on the galloping carriage in a very beautiful way, the lightness was many times greater than before. The sturdy horse, the wind, made a smooth arc and galloped into the jungle on the other side. At its speed, it had a blast in the jungle and came out again, and the carriage might not have reached it in the blink of an eye.

The green-clothed slave who was driving was stunned, and Cheng Yitian had already opened the door and entered the car. Then, the green-clothed slave's eyes flickered again, and the others were gone.

Xiao Jinghong, the owner of the Lotus Palace, opened the car door and shouted: "Stop, stop!"

The green-clothed slave hurriedly reined in his horse.

Xiao Jinghong got out of the car.

When she came to the open space and ran forward for more than ten steps, Xiao Jinghong shouted to the sky: "Cheng Yitian, Cheng Yitian!

The figure flashed, and Cheng Yitianyou, the son of Yicheng, appeared in front of her elegantly, calmly and calmly.

is still such a clear and handsome face, the serious injury did not make him decadent, and his complexion seems to be better than before the injury.

I know something in my heart, but I am used to ridicule people.

Xiao Jinghong smiled coldly: "I really didn't expect that you could really stand in front of me like this." He looked at it at the previous and next glances, and then spit out a sentence: "It's really fateful." The sudden appearance of nostalgia is amusing, but soon this nostalgia is replaced by a greater layer of hatred. Indifference covered her face again.

This is the Lotus Palace Master that Cheng Yitian is familiar with.

Yan Wushuang, who was held in Cheng Yitian's arms, suddenly got an order, pushed Cheng Yitian away, pulled out his sword, and stabbed him in the chest. Cheng Yitian casually clamped it, and the Nine Flowers Falling Sword, which had not fully unfolded its moves, instantly fell between his index finger and middle finger. But Yan Wushuang pulled the sword back very hard, and Cheng Yitian had no choice but to let her pull the sword back. Then, Yan Wushuang relied on his intuition to make a move, and Cheng Yitian relied on his profound skills and light steps to maneuver with her.

Xiao Jinghong took out a jasper flute and played. The skill of the soul dementor is slightly inferior to Qin Zheng, but it is not difficult to drive a person who has been hit by the ecstasy to let her be fast and let her be slow.

When Cheng Yitian pounced on Xiao Jinghong, Yan Wushuang stabbed him in the back with a sword. However, in the end, Cheng Yitian's skills have been refined, and "no trace in the sky" is faster than before. A white shadow, he approached Xiao Jinghong. A finger wind almost poked Xiao Jinghong's mouth. Xiao Jinghong was taken aback, unconsciously buried her head in dodge, her hand was light, and the jade flute had fallen between the five fingers of Cheng Yitian's right hand. Cheng Yitian's left hand leaned back, and his body turned backwards. Turning around, Yan Wushuang's sword arrived. Qianyuan mixed with the strength of the heavenly gong spit out, and when he touched the long sword, Yan Wushuang's hand holding the sword was shocked, and the long sword was taken out of his hand.

The long sword touched the jasper flute in his right hand, circled a few times, merged with the jasper flute, and was collected by Cheng Yitian together.

Cheng Yitian's left palm slashed at the back of Yan Wushuang's head, and Yan Wushuang fainted.

Xiao Jinghong rolled twice before standing up after falling to the ground, her clothes were stained with grass clippings and mud, her hair was messy, and she was extremely embarrassed.

Cheng Yitian hugged Yan Wushuang with one arm: "Palace Master Xiao, no matter what you want Miss Yan to do, from now on, Miss Yan has to hand it over to me." ”

Xiao Jinghong roared angrily: "Even you want to partner with others to deal with me?"

When she said this, even she was stunned. Cheng Yitian asked rhetorically: "Where did the palace master's words come from?" Xiao Jinghong snorted for a long time and snorted: "Where did you come from, I think you will know one day in the future." After a pause, the corners of his mouth provoked a sneer: "No matter what, I once wanted to marry my daughter to you." As soon as the spruce leaves, you don't miss the old love at all?"

This was a heavy arrow, hitting Cheng Yitian's heart, and Cheng Yitian's whole person was stimulated to pain.

"I know you only have my daughter in your heart. Xiao Jinghong approached him.

Cheng Yitian turned his face sideways, his eyes were facing each other, and Cheng Yitian's eyes became cold in an instant, which made people feel shocked.

Xiao Jinghong also remembered the scene of his state on Lianyun Mountain. Not all honest emotions are planted on Yicheng Gongzi. If Cheng Yitian was really gloomy—Xiao Jinghong couldn't help but be apprehensive, and then took the initiative to divert her gaze—in that case, she, as well as Shangguan Jiannan and others, perhaps, would have to pinch a cold sweat for each other.

The leaves were held between his lips, and Cheng Yitian blew a cool whistle. The wind is near to the left, hearing the call, rushing forward.

Cheng Yitian said to Xiao Jinghong: "For the sake of spruce, if you need it in the future, you can put it forward." The circle horse took a few steps, turned around and said one more word: "Miss Yan, I still want to take it away." "With a light slap in his mouth, he trotted in the wind for a while, and galloped away.

The silver Maxima left sight in the blink of an eye, and Xiao Jinghong was angry and hateful, and walked to the carriage driven by the green-clothed slave.

The green-clothed slave spoke softly: "Palace master, please!"

Xiao Jinghong found out for the first time that she had dominated for so many years, but she still had no support at all.

Let's say that Cheng Yitian crossed the river with Yan Wushuang, and then came to Nanchuan. At the Wujiaping outpost in Nanchuan, he first asked Dong Daqian to look for a huge leech with a size of about four inches. This kind of leech was used for spruce by the people of Wudang Sect half a year ago. Now that the old method is being used for a new purpose, Cheng Yitian personally went into battle and put an oily and slippery black leech that he had spent a lot of effort on the back of Yan Wushuang's head.

You have to use this method to solve the ecstasy, Yan Wushuang's head was ischemic and fainted for a while, and in the evening, he came to report: "Miss Yan is awake." ”

Cheng Yitian was a little excited and hurriedly went to see.

saw Yan Wushuang with a pair of big round eyes, although he was confused, he didn't have Mu Ran in a daze. When she saw him, her eyes immediately lit up with joy. Cheng Yitian also likes this sincere girl. He walked over, and she threw herself into his arms, and his hands, naturally, encircled her.

With a smile on his face, he watched Yan Wushuang drink the entire bowl of eight-treasure white fungus porridge, and Cheng Yitian said solemnly: "Thank you." Yan Wushuang flashed his eyes that had not been polluted by fame and fortune in the slightest, and he was as delicate as a kitten that only grew up under warm care.

All along, Cheng Yitian has never broken off such a thought. When he was alone and didn't have to be entangled in mundane things, he would occasionally think: "Why, so many people are only infatuated with spruce alone?" Hua Shuqi loves him passionately, and he is not unaware. It was Yan Wushuang who also tied a heart to him alone.

I know it's a bit ridiculous to think about this, but, anyway-

For Hua Shuqi, he hides many sorrys.

For Yan Wushuang, Cheng Yitian felt that he might not have the need, and let her down for the sake of the spruce who had already left with the Black Wing Eagle King.

On her face, there was the same pride as spruce. Not as cunning as spruce, rarely scheming, and therefore simple.

Cheng Yitian sat upright and thought seriously: "Really, I should like a simpler girl." "He's so tired from following Spruce's footsteps.

Yan Wushuang asked him, "Why did the Desperate Valley Lord save you?"

Cheng Yitian smiled dumbly, groaned slightly, and then said to her, "He was moved by you." Bai Qi said that for the girl he stayed, he kowtowed from Fuling Town to the mountains. For two miles, he knocked his head and bled all over his face.

"When she fainted, I wiped it for her. Still in the Valley of Despair, Bai Qiru said to him.

At this moment, Cheng Yitian involuntarily reached out and gently touched her forehead. The swelling has long since subsided, and there is not even a single scar left. Touched, like a seed planted deep in his heart.

Cheng Yitian said: "Because of you, the Desperate Valley Lord saved me." After pausing for a while, he stared at Yan Wushuang's eyes: "Have you heard the story of the Desperate Valley Lord and the Hanmei Fairy?"

Yan Wushuang shook his head.

Cheng Yitian smiled lightly: "That is also a great woman, who sacrifices her moving legend for the person she likes." ”

Yan Wushuang was so red and bright by him that his cheeks were red, like a glow burning.

Cheng Yitian stretched out her hand, she felt a burst of ecstasy in her heart, and the irrepressible smile penetrated through the corners of her eyebrows and eyes.

Yan Wushuang put a soft and white little hand in his warm palm.

The two hands shook each other, and the two people were heart-to-heart.

Cheng Yitian asked Yan Wushuang to enter the pigeon tower at the outpost. There are different types of endurance pigeons, which are very good at flying long distances, and explosive pigeons, which are only used to exchange news for short distances. The former is very self-sustaining and has long-lasting endurance, while the latter flies fast and has its own merits. The pigeons also have a wide range of plumage, black, white, flower, purple, blue-grey...... Like raindrops, "coo, coo, coo" shouted beside him.

When the book was delivered, when Steward Dong presented his son, Cheng Yitian did not avoid it, but did not want Yan Wushuang to know.

Yan Wushuang paid great attention to avoiding suspicion, but Cheng Yitian was handed over to her by this summons, and she had to read it. After reading it, Yan Wushuang was shocked and blurted out, "How can this be?"

Walking out of the pigeon building behind Cheng Yitian, Yan Wushuang's heart suddenly fell from the sky to the ground. rushed to Cheng Yitian's side, squinted at his side face, the side face that made her heart flutter, did not show anger.

Not even dissatisfied-

Yan Wushuang was very apprehensive, and he couldn't help but be anxious.

Came to the front hall, sat down, and brought tea up, Cheng Yitian took a sip, and then said: "I know what you are thinking, leaving Jianzhuang, to escort me, is all your thoughts." ”

"I ......" is as delicate as Yan Wushuang, and it is not so stupid and dull. Cheng Yitian had something to say, when she knew that something like that had happened during the period of time she had left Jianzhuang, there was nothing she couldn't understand.

"Brother Yitian, I never knew that my father would lead the major factions to attack Yishan. Even if Cheng Yitian denied it for her, she still had to make a special trip to explain.

However, there are still things that cannot be explained, which makes her have to be weak.

"Brother Yitian—" She wanted to say something, but finally stopped talking.

Cheng Yitian showed good patience, and even smiled in order not to make her feel a psychological burden.

Yan Wushuang let it go: "I want to escort you, but at the beginning, I didn't want to send you to the Valley of Desperation. Since she started, she simply continued to talk, "My mother thinks that the Desperate Valley Lord will never save you, she asked me to take you to Fanyang, and the news of Xuanmen is not slow, she will pass on the book to let my grandfather go to Fanyang." What my mother said to me was: she will ask my grandfather to heal you. ”

"Mrs. Shangguan is kind-hearted, she probably just wants Old Master Yan to heal my injuries. ”

"But ......"

"Do you suspect your mother?"

Yan Wushuang didn't want to think about her mother like this, the facts were in front of her, how could she not be worried?" Brother Yitian ......" She hesitated and said to Cheng Yitian.

Cheng Yitian gently shook her hand and signaled that she could say anything despite being relieved.

Yan Wushuang thought for a long time and affirmed: "I believe in my mother, she will never want to borrow my grandfather's hand to control you because you are seriously injured." After a pause, his gaze became more and more determined, "My grandfather will not agree!" stood up, "Brother Yitian, why don't we go back first, you meet my father and mother, and after that, I will go with you to see Master Lei?"

"Oh-" Cheng Yitian stood up when he heard this. Avoiding her gaze, he walked to the window. Outside, there are crape myrtle flowers in full bloom, red and red, which is the cheeks of the young girl's Huaichun.

Yan Wushuang followed: "You don't want to?"

"Nope. His answer was crisp, but whether it was true or not, Yan Wushuang thought that he couldn't tell it out.

Looking elsewhere, Yan Wushuang felt a little sour: "You can't let go of Sister Yun after all, I know." ”

Cheng Yitian stretched out his arms to wrap his arms around her from behind, and said gently: "It's nothing." Silent for a moment, laughing and laughing at himself, "Even if there are some days, there will still be some thoughts at first, but," the words changed, holding her shoulder, turning her to face herself, "Trust me!"

They looked at each other, feeling the warmth of his gaze.

Yan Wushuang's eyes suddenly became foggy, and he gently snuggled into his arms, and two tears crawled out.

"Not happy?" he asked.

"It's not. Yan Wushuang hugged him tightly with both hands. He wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes for her, and Yan Wushuang couldn't help but laugh and said, "I'm happy, I'm really happy." Raising his head, "Brother Yitian, let's grow old together like this?"

"If you can," Cheng Yitian said this, he paused briefly, and then he continued, "You can do it whenever you want." "Seeing Yiren's eyes like a dream, full of true feelings blooming on his face, he is a human being, and he can't help but be moved.

Cheng Yitian lowered his head and pecked slightly like a dragonfly.

She was struck by lightning, her whole body tightened, her eyes unconsciously closed, and her long, thick eyelashes kept shaking like small fans.

In his mind, he unconsciously reminded himself of the past: quiet nights, remote rooms, red beds, and the fragrance of golden cinnamon filling every corner. Young men and young women, lingering to the point of bondage. I clearly remember the tender yellow skirt and the slender neck as snow-white.

If there were no six major factions, no Sword Village, no Lotus Palace Master, and no Black Wing Eagle King, he would definitely not let her go. Whether the sky fell or the ground fell, if she didn't leave herself, there was nothing to stop him from holding her hand tightly.

If—

If the heart-wrenching and sad things had never happened, then he would have to be crazy about her.

But—

Yan Wushuang was separated from him, and when he opened his eyes, what he saw was his smile floating on the surface.

She believes that it is a sign of joy in his heart.

didn't know that when she and his emotions should be blended, he was actually still fluctuating for another "her".

"She" and her, after all, are not the same thing.

Cheng Yitian said to Yan Wushuang: "You go back to the house to rest for a while." Coughing lightly, the waiter outside immediately spoke: "Childe, the steward invites you to go to the pigeon building." ”

In the evening, he went to the southwest courtyard where Yan Wushuang lived, and another book was passed on, which he placed on the sandalwood round table in the main hall.

Yan Wushuang picked it up, and when he looked at it, his expression changed greatly.

"And what you see in the morning, front and back feet. Cheng Yitian didn't intend to deceive her in details, "I don't want you to worry too much, so I'll tell you now." ”

Yan Wushuang stumbled and sat on the stool, and Cheng Yitian looked sideways at her and said, "In Yishan, around Xixinlou and Yinzhuang, they have all been transformed by the Lu brothers with Qimen techniques. I don't know if you have heard of the name of the Lu brothers, 'ingenious workmanship', a small flower dock can be built so that no one can get close. The Yishan Mountains are far-reaching, and the terrain is more complicated, and they show their skills, even if your father is known as the first sword in the world, it is difficult not to be captured. ”

"And where is my dad now?"

"I don't know. ”

"How could you not know?" Regarding the safety of his biological father, Yan Wushuang didn't care about the man he loved with all his heart, and jumped up, angry.

Cheng Yitian's expression was very unpredictable, staring at her eyes, just sneering.

Failing to look at each other, she sat down in a slump of relief.

Only then did he get up and walk over to her. "Twins. With a call, the resentment in Yan Wushuang's heart was blown away by the sudden spring breeze.

It took a while for her to turn half of her face and whisper, "I'm sorry." ”

Cheng Yitian smiled, turned his back to his back and said, "I really don't know where the owner of Shangguan Zhuang is now." After a pause, he turned his head, "It is true that all the major factions have fallen into my hands, but all of my people have been poisoned by the immortal fingers of the Lotus Palace." ”

"How could this be?" Yan Wushuang jumped up.

"The Dao is one foot high, and the demon is one foot high," Cheng Yitian was not ashamed, "The Lotus Palace Lord is full of scheming, and the methods under her are not very magical, but in many cases, it will still cause many people, such as me, a lot of troubles. ”

Yan Wushuang still didn't understand a little.

He explained: "It is a specially bred bee, and after a person has been stung, there is no unique antidote for a specific period of time, and it can cause paralysis of varying degrees. The Fu Niangzi who stayed behind were all on the road, and the ingenious genius who hid underground and escaped the catastrophe and my cronie Yang Yu, the fast sword, they had no choice. The people from all the gates who have been captured, including your father, are all taken away by Zhou Biying. ”

"Who's that?"

"The White Arrow Handmaid of the Lotus Palace. ”

"So many people, did she take them with her?"

"No!" Yan Wushuang was stunned, and Cheng Yitian continued: "Everyone else was released, and only one person was taken away in the end." ”

"It won't be—" Yan Wushuang's heart raced.

Cheng Yitian was upright: "It's really a pity that the only one who was taken away was the owner of Shangguan Zhuang of Sword Village." ”