The first time he saw the wind, the spruce couldn't help but exclaim, "What a beautiful horse!" and reached out to touch the white horse's head.

The wind showed a fierce light, opened his mouth and gnawed, and was pushed away by Cheng Yitian's palm.

Spruce's hand hung in the air, a little embarrassed.

Cheng Yitian held her hand, and the two hands together gently landed on the head of the wind. The wind was helpless, and he snorted a few times in a row, "purring" in his throat to express his dissatisfaction. The early morning sun shone on the horses, and the transparent tips of the fur were shiny and silvery. Spruce couldn't accept the lesson, and said to Cheng Yitian: "Brother Yitian, I want to ride it." ”

Cheng Yitian said: "Of course you can." Touching the wind's neck, "Don't turn my favorite girl off you." ”

The horse understands human nature, and after hearing this, he actually rolled his eyes, and the old horse's face twisted to the side.

Spruce timidly: "Is it okay?"

Cheng Yitian gently lifted her onto the horse.

The wind screamed and circled around the spot twice. The spruce sat on the saddle bridge, only to feel that it ran lightly and steadily, and called "Ride", and the wind was windy, like running outside. Passing through the crowd and over the city walls, one man and one horse came out into the wilderness on the outskirts. The vast world inspires the pride of people and horses. Spruce shouted, "Run!" and the two sides immediately turned into two phantoms.

Riding this horse, it is as if a person is flying in the air in a cloud. Flew a full circle and flew back to square one. Jumped off the horse's back and threw himself into the arms of the sky.

"How is it?" asked Cheng Yitian with a smile.

"That's nice!" replied Spruce with a smile. After throwing off the reins, he went to drink water and eat food on the white horse, and then took a large brush to brush the wind for the wind, and then asked, "Where did you get such a good horse? ”

Cheng Yitian said honestly: "I picked it up on the road." ”

"Are you kidding me?" she glanced at him, and she didn't believe it.

"I really picked it up on the road. Catching up with her footsteps, Cheng Yitian grabbed her hand. The two walked side by side, and Cheng Yitian recounted the passage of the wind in 1510.

Speaking of this place where the horse is crazy, Spruce has some heart palpitations: "Fortunately, you have surrendered." Just met, and it almost bit me. ”

Cheng Yitian hugged her casually: "It will know you from now on." ”

"Can I ride as much as I want?"

"Of course!"

"You're not it. ”

"It understands its owner. ”

............

As they spoke, they came to the front lobby.

As soon as I stepped into it, I felt that the atmosphere was unusual. They had just found a table that was not close on all sides and sat down, and at the gate, next to a table, a man stood up and walked straight here. Then, on one of the tables inside, someone else stood up.

Cheng Yitian recognized them.

Walking from the gate was Ouyang Mutong, the head of Qingcheng. The other one, who is standing and has not moved, is, of course, Zheng Xiaofeng, the head of the Huashan faction.

With a sound of "dang", the head of Qingcheng unsheathed his long sword. Then, it intersected with Cheng Yitian's soft sword. Ouyang Mutong stabbed forward with his sword, and Cheng Yitian turned his hand and pressed his sword on the table. The internal force of the Qing Ming and the Qianyuan Mixed Heaven Gong are entangled. Gradually, Ouyang Mutong's head was full of white gas, and Cheng Yitian's face was blue and red. The dry masculinity is enough to suppress the internal force of the green and the young, and the kun jin is feminine, which just makes up for the defects that the long-lasting energy will inevitably hurt the body. The dense and continuous true power resisted Ouyang Mutong's Qingming internal force, Ouyang Mutong couldn't enter, couldn't retreat, was shocked and angry, and couldn't stop being short of breath.

Seeing this, Zheng Xiaofeng hurriedly came up. The combination of the two heads and the simultaneous attack on the prince of Yicheng will not sound good when this word spreads in the future - but he can't care about it at this time. The long sword is like a rainbow, and it goes straight to the side temple of Cheng Yitian.

Kun Jin swallowed, Cheng Yitian first pushed away Ouyang Mutong's weapon, and the soft sword was erected, just intercepting the tip of Zheng Xiaofeng's long sword. A piece of blue light spread out on the other side, and the high-level move "Wanmu Sensen" in the Green Shadow Sword attacked him again.

Blocking the all-out attacks of the two major leaders in a row, Cheng Yitian, who turned over in the open area of the lobby, parried quite stretched.

I heard someone say, "Leave him and let me come." A pale cyan figure flew by.

The third long sword joined the battle group, and a series of sword flowers attacked Ouyang Mutong and Zheng Xiaofeng by surprise. Cheng Yitian saw that the swordsmanship was skillful, but the internal strength was very weak. Ouyang Mutong's temper became even hotter, and in his anger, he abandoned the subtle transformation between moves, slashed horizontally, and greatly enhanced the sharpness of his sword qi. Zheng Xiaofeng followed suit.

The target of these two is Cheng Yitian, and all those involved in the war group and their hostility are all targets that must be eliminated with all their might.

The one in the pale cyan dress was a girl, and whenever the tip of the sword could defeat the enemy, she was forced by the sword qi of Ouyang Mutong or Zheng Xiaofeng, and she couldn't get closer. Not only that, but my actions were greatly hindered, and my clever swordsmanship was also greatly reduced. After a short pause, he was also slashed by the two masters in turn.

The girl in the pale blue dress screamed softly, the tiger's mouth burst, and the long sword fell to the ground.

A fierce wind struck, and Ouyang Mutong and Zheng Xiaofeng subconsciously withdrew their swords and retreated. Spruce shouted: "Hurry up!" Cheng Yitian pulled the girl in light blue clothes with one hand, and saw a purple shadow coming out of the window, and hurriedly took the girl to follow closely.

Flee to the stables, and the three of them get on their horses together. The wind god horse can still stand up, sparsely hissed, stretching out its four hooves, just like the name Cheng Yitian gave it - as fast as the wind, swept out.

Ouyang Mutong and Zheng Xiaofeng, the two of them led all the disciples under their disciples to chase after them, and after a while, they lost the people and horses.

"It's cheap again, that damn girl!" Ouyang Mu was stunned, and half of the long sword body sank into the ground.

Zheng Xiaofeng gasped, calmed down a little, and then said, "There is still a chance!"

It is said that the wind took a man, a woman, and three people away from the pursuit range of Qingcheng and Huashan together, and came to a river, and then stopped. Cheng Yitian got off the horse and picked up the two girls to come down together.

It stands to reason that everyone is on the same front, and everyone is a comrade-in-arms.

The spruce in purple clothes and the girl in light blue clothes came face to face, and between the four eyes of the two people, countless sparks were aroused.

Cheng Yitian has always been free and easy, and he doesn't know what to say at this time, so he calls the right: "Yun'er." He lowered his head to hide the embarrassment of not getting a response, and after a while, he raised his head and said to the left: "Thank you, Miss Yan." ”

This title is very useful for spruce to hear. Spruce looked at the girl in light cyan clothes again, and the corners of her mouth curled: "Long time no see, Miss Yan." ”

Yan Wushuang, who had already escaped from the hands of the Lotus Palace Maiden, was angry and ignored the two of them.

After a while, Yan Wushuang came to Cheng Yitian's side. At this time, there is no one else, unwilling to lose to Spruce, gritting her teeth, and reaching out to Cheng Yitian: "Don't you know what happened a few days ago?" Pointing at Spruce with her hand: "She conspired with others to plot against me." ”

In the face of the accusation, Spruce sneered, turned his face away and did not explain.

Letting go of Cheng Yitian's hand, Yan Wushuang stepped forward: "I know that you are very good at using your wrists, but in the current situation, not only the Qingcheng faction and the Huashan faction cannot tolerate you. The North and South Martial Arts Conference is about to be held, and the Murong family and Meng Jiabao will send people. The Shangwu Sect will also come, and Hua Yiyang, the former captain of the Shangwu Sect, died under your sword. ”

Cheng Yitian said awe-inspiringly: "Miss Yan-"

"Brother Yitian!" Spruce cut off, his firm eyes stopped Cheng Yitian from saying something he was about to say, and took two steps forward to separate Yan Wushuang from Cheng Yitian's side.

The three of them got along, and at this moment, Cheng Yitian returned to her side.

Yan Wushuang was alone, on the opposite side.

Spruce's eyes were sharp, making Yan Wushuang afraid. After a while, Yan Wushuang was very unconfident, took a step back, and muttered: "You, you...... What are you going to do?"

Spruce sneered: "Don't do anything." After a pause, he said, "Yes, the Qingcheng faction, the Huashan faction, the Murong family, and the Mengjiabao all have enmity with me." Miss Yan, you have forgotten that among the six sons-in-law of the Hua family in the past, Fang Shirong and Qin Yousheng were all subordinate to Shangwumen. ”

Yan Wushuang was instead suppressed by her composure.

Spruce said the words in her heart instead of her: "In other words, the North and South Martial Arts Conference will be held, and there will be five people who will point to me." ”

"You, you already know, then, you ......"

"What are you?" asked Spruce.

"You-" She really didn't want to say it, threatening others so that she could get what she wanted, it made her feel despicable. However, having said that, how can this matter be purely for herself?" "Miss Yun," with her human way to return her body, Yan Wushuang also called Spruce in the same tone, and then: "You should leave Cheng Gongzi!" As she spoke, she was about to pull Cheng Yitian back to herself.

Spruce took Cheng Yitian's other hand.

The two of them struggled like a tug-of-war.

Cheng Yitian said: "I am not a toy for the two of you. ”

Miss Yan Wushuang's temper was hooked, and she said loudly: "Brother Cheng, you tell her that you shouldn't be with her." ”

As soon as the spruce hears it, let go!

Cheng Yitian did not go with Yan Wushuang, but slipped out of Yan Wushuang's control like a fish.

Spruce turned his back: "Miss Jianzhuang likes you, so you will be the son-in-law of Jianzhuang." ”

"Hey-" Cheng Yitian pushed her farther away, and said in a low voice, "Don't make trouble behind." ”

Spruce stretched his face: "Okay, you actually want to hug left and right?"

"How is that possible?"

"How is it impossible? If you really don't want to, you can drive her away now!" Seeing that Cheng Yitian was stunned, she was even more angry: "I obviously like her in my heart, and I can't bear it." Ouyang Mutong and Zheng Xiaofeng are in such a dangerous situation, she can come to save you, I told you to leave, and you have to take her. Once a woman's temper comes up, all kinds of far-fetched will become reasons to blame: "Who do you say she is? Is she an enemy of the Qingcheng faction and the Huashan faction? It has nothing to do with you and me, what can Ouyang Mutong and Zheng Xiaofeng do to her? What happened to you leaving her? He was chattering when he heard a shrill bird's call.

A colored finch flew overhead, and the spruce's face changed dramatically.

I saw Mei Xiaodie, who was dressed like a blue peacock, jumping down from a tree, and the colorful bird flew to the branch not far away, screamed at Mei Xiaodie twice, and flew towards Mei Xiaodie.

Seeing Caique stop on her shoulder, Mei Xiaodie smacked her lips: "Yo yo yo, dignified Yicheng Gongzi, hiding here, worrying about which confidante to get along with." ”

Yan Wushuang hurriedly ran to Cheng Yitian's side: "This is the person who captured Miss Yun that day." She can play the flute and hurt people. The voice was very small, and only Cheng Yitian heard it.

However, Mei Xiaodie took out a flute as if she heard what she said. This flute is a foot long, white throughout, and the texture is smooth and shiny.

"Jade Flute!" Cheng Yitian muttered.

Mei Xiaodie smiled slightly: "Cheng Gongzi has good eyesight." As soon as he blew his lips, a sharp stream of air caught in the originally soft wind hit him. Cheng Yitian quickly turned sideways, a small strand of hair was stirred, and jumped out of thin air. With a "snort", he was cut off by an invisible sharp weapon.

Black silk curls and falls on the grass. Spruce and Yan Wushuang didn't care about being hostile anymore, and both stopped in front of Cheng Yitian.

Cheng Yitian stretched out his hand and protected them behind him.

"Dare to ask the girl's surname?" The tone was calm, and he couldn't hear the panic in his heart.

Mei Xiaodie was stunned for a moment and replied, "Mei." ”

Spruce perfected her answer: "Mei Xiaodie, the morning light dawns, and the flowers bloom with butterflies." He added: "The people around King Jing." ”

"It turned out to be Miss Mei. Cheng Yitian was shocked in his heart, and his appearance did not move.

Mei Xiaodie didn't wait for the other party's jealousy, she was quite dissatisfied, leveled the jade flute, and played it again. The sound of the jade flute is clear, and the slender fingers are flying on the flute, and the melody blown out is beautiful and tactful. However, no matter how the flute continues, in order to increase the intensity of the attack, the piper still plucks and plucks on the high-pitched sound. The sound of the flute reached half an inch away from Cheng Yitian's person, just like the originally sharp bow and arrow suddenly turned into clay sculptures.

Cheng Yitian's body was shrouded in a wall of qi, and the invisible hurtful flute sound only had the life of collapse.

The more Mei Xiaodie blows, the more frightened she becomes, and the more frightened she is, the more unwilling she becomes. The sound was too high, and a breath rushed to the top door, and his eyes swelled and ached, and then his chest tightened, and a puff of pain rushed into his mouth.

The jade flute left her lips, Mei Xiaodie tried her best to endure it, and the corners of her mouth were still bloodshot.

Cheng Yitian's hair and clothes were windless and automatic, and they stopped together at this moment. He took a step forward, stared at Mei Xiaodie, and said leisurely: "Miss Mei's skills are superb, but no matter what kind of magical kung fu, deep internal strength is always fundamental. You don't have enough internal breath, and the use of internal force is very illegal, you can't hurt others, you can only hurt yourself. Pulled up to the clouds, grabbed Yan Wushuang again, and turned around to leave.

Mei Xiaodie broke off: "Cheng Yitian!"

Cheng, Yun, and Yan turned around together.

Seeing that the three of them didn't deal with each other just now, but now because of the appearance of an outsider like herself, Mei Xiaodie was very unkind: "Even if you walk away smoothly from here, later, some opponents and some opponents' organizations will be very disadvantageous to you." Wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, gasped a few times, and said to Spruce, "Have you forgotten that the Lotus Palace Master explained to you?"

Cheng Yitian subconsciously turned his head to look at the spruce.

Spruce was frightened and jerked back his hand.

Yan Wushuang snorted coldly: "Isn't there anything bad for Brother Cheng?"

Spruce's cheeks flushed, and he sneered: "No matter what plan you have, it's not as big as the plan hidden behind the North and South Martial Arts Conference that Jianzhuang is about to hold." ”

Yan Wushuang Qi Knot.

Cheng Yitian hurriedly played a round between them: "Don't say it, don't say it." Ask Spruce for advice first: "Huh?" Spruce wrinkled his nose and reluctantly twisted his head away.

Mei Xiaodie walked towards them, less than three feet away, and said, "Cheng Gongzi, if you don't mind, how about a trip with me?" ”

Spruce looked at Cheng Yitian and shook his head.

Cheng Yitian understood what she meant. However, after thinking about it, Cheng Yitian asked Mei Xiaodie: "Your lord and the Lotus Palace Lord have a very close relationship, right?" paused, and then asked: "Miss Yun is entrusted by the Lotus Palace Lord, and your lord also knows, and it has something to do with me, right?"

Pressing layer by layer, Mei Xiaodie's face was embarrassed, and she snorted: "Yes, yes!"

"That's good!" Cheng Yitian said simply: "Just go with Miss Mei." After glancing at Yan Wushuang, Yan Wushuang hurriedly said, "I'm going too." ”

"Miss Jianzhuang......" Mei Xiaodie hesitated.

Seeing this, the spruce became naughty. Originally, she and Yan Wushuang were on a fire, but at this moment, she went around Yitian and gently took Yan Wushuang's hand: "Sister, let's go with Brother Yitian together, okay?"

Yan Wushuang was simple-minded, and he didn't doubt him: "Aren't you afraid of me?"

Spruce sneered in his heart, with a smile in his eyes - how sincere that smile was, even the old rivers and lakes were like Mei Xiaodie, and he couldn't find any big faults, and said: "No matter what, I am only full of enthusiasm for Brother Yitian and my sister." lowered his head, made a sad look, and even snorted: "No matter how unhappy I am, I must always respect this feeling." Do unto others as you would have them do unto you, and I don't want others to have a grudge against me and Brother Yitian. We all love the blessings of others, you say?"

"yes, yes. Miss Yan, who was rectum, immediately became her fan.

Cheng Yitian pursed his lips and whistled, and the wind that freely wandered to the forest for recreation rushed out. The three of them rode together, and the speed of the wind was not affected at all. Mei Xiaodie rode on the horse she brought, and chased desperately, but she could only catch up with their backs.