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On June [-]th, as soon as Xinghui sat up on the bed in the morning, he began to cling to Su Lang: "Brother Su Lang, don't leave me alone today."

Su Lang was arranging his clothes with his back to Xinghui, when he heard this, he turned around and chuckled lightly: "What's the matter? Haven't I been with you all this time?"

"Yes, yes, yes, yes!" Xing Hui nodded like a chicken pecking rice: "But today is especially important!"

Xinghui searched for the little silver knife for several days but couldn't find it. He was depressed all the time, but he cheered up today.

Su Lang found it strange and funny: "What happened today?"

"Hmm..." Xing Hui hesitated for a long time without saying why, but Su Lang didn't ask any more, just raised his eyebrows, and said with a smile: "Today is really important, we have to go to the Ulsan hunting ground, you Why don't you wear riding clothes?"

When Xinghui heard the word "horse", he frowned, but between being alone and being caught by Chu Heng and riding a horse with Su Lang in Ulsan, he chose the latter without hesitation, and dawdled for a long time Still changed clothes and followed.

He deliberately wanted to avoid Chu Heng today, but he didn't expect to meet his senior brother as soon as he entered the Ulsan hunting ground.

Xinghui wanted to cry, but turned around and wanted to run.

However, it was already too late, Chu Heng smiled at him very "good tempered", and raised his voice, "Come here."

Xinghui felt that there were still two unspoken words behind the senior brother—"suffer to die", but he really didn't dare not pass, because today's senior brother is not Zhuji Chuheng, but Mahayana Ji Wuyue, if he dares Running would only make death worse.

The pressure to seal the bones is not without trace, every month on the [-]th day, Chu Heng will return to the Mahayana.It's just that his realm is too high, and if he restrains himself a little bit, no one will see it.

Xing Hui walked over step by step, came to him, and called "Senior Brother" very obediently. Chu Heng raised his eyebrows, looked directly into Xing Hui's eyes with a smile on his mouth, and slowly raised his right hand. Xing Hui thought that Chu Heng was really When he was about to clean him up, his hairs stood on end in fright, and he called "Senior Brother" again in a trembling voice.

Seeing him trembling like this, Chu Heng couldn't help laughing out loud, put his hand on Xinghui's head and rubbed it, the moonlight flashed between his brows, and a Mahayana soundproof array was set up under his feet as if nothing had happened: "What are you afraid of? , so many people, what can I do?"

Xing Huixin said, what can you do, you usually can't do much, but today you can do a lot more, now you are calmly cleaning me up, no one present can see it .

Chu Heng's right hand suddenly patted him on the back lightly, and several thick and pure Mahayana inner breaths swam in Xinghui's body in an instant: "Okay, when did I beat you? You follow Su Lang today, later It is the hunting of noble families of Kyushu."

The inner breath slowly circulated in Xinghui's seven meridians and eight meridians for a week. The unhealed true qi countercurrent wounds he left in Lianyan City a few days ago have been healed at this moment, and there are several Mahayana faintly in the dantian qi True Qi swirled and circulated, enclosing it.

It is difficult for the warrior's dantian Qihai to heal completely, and it will become a hidden danger in the future when he breaks through the border.When Xinghui came back from Wanzhou last month, Chu Heng saw that he had had a backflow of true energy and was seriously injured, but before he had time to help him sort out, Xinghui made him angry and ran away by himself.There is only one day on the [-]th of each month to return to Mahayana, so we have to wait until now.

At this moment, Xinghui naturally felt what Chu Heng was doing, and when he thought of the trouble he had caused Chu Heng in the matter of Lushui and Yupei, he couldn't help but feel a little guilty, so he apologized softly to him: "Senior brother, I was wrong. gone."

Seeing that he was a little depressed, Chu Heng rubbed his head again, deliberately bluffing him: "Okay, I will take care of you when I go back to Lishan."

Having said that, Ke Xinghui also knew that Chu Heng was only talking about it verbally, and he would not punish him willingly.

Another group of people entered the hunting ground, the leader was Chu Chen, the eldest son of the Marquis of Zhongping, and Chu Yan, Chu Heng's younger brother, also followed.

As soon as Chu Yan entered the hunting ground, his eyes swept around, and his eyes finally stayed in the direction of Chu Heng. When he saw Xing Hun who was standing with Chu Heng, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his back tensed unconsciously.

Chu Heng obviously noticed them too, and the soundproof formation dissipated without a sound. He waved at Chu Yan, and Chu Yan suddenly smiled, his eyes were full of joy, and he trotted all the way over. He stopped in front of him, grasped his wrist, called "Brother" crisply, and nodded at Xinghui: "Young Master Ye."

Xinghui greeted with a smile, turned his head and said to Chu Heng: "Brother, I'll go first."

"En", Chu Heng nodded, and said a few more words in a gentle voice: "Be careful later, don't get hurt again."

Xinghui responded and ran away in a hurry.

Looking at his jumping back, Chu Heng couldn't help but chuckled in a low voice, the doting look on his face was not concealed at all.But he didn't notice that Chu Yan beside him stared at Xinghui's figure, his eyes darkened a little.

Su Lang was selecting horses for Xinghui, when he saw Xinghui running over, he asked him: "Look at this horse?"

Xinghui glanced casually, said "anything is fine", and didn't care, he didn't think about riding a horse at first, anyway, it's his first time here, and he'll just watch the excitement and see what's new later, riding a horse to hunt or something , he is not interested.

Today is the hunting of the family. Although the autumn has stopped for four years, the gathering of the dignitaries has never stopped. It is just that they have been in the hunting grounds of the imperial capital for the past few years, and this year they have the opportunity to do it in Ulsan.

There were quite a lot of people, and basically all the aristocratic families who came to Pingjing this time came. Apart from some parents and children of the patriarchs who served as the emperor's guards in the Imperial Capital Wuying Hall, many of the aristocratic families' sects also came this time.Most of these people Xinghui had never met before, and few knew them. Su Lang whispered in his ear to introduce him.

"The one in the blue clothes belongs to the Yan family of Duke Yun's mansion. You should know that the one standing there talking is from the Ye family in Guangling. Did you see the one on the horse? He is Zhou Mincai, the eldest son of the Dingkang Zhou family. , the man in the purple robe surrounded by people is Xu Shao, the eldest son of Duke Cheng'en's mansion."

"Jia Zhao Xu family?"

Su Lang nodded slightly: "Well, hunting for the little prince's mother clan has always been a good opportunity to get closer to the family. Today, most of the sons of the big family will come. He wants to plan for the prince, so naturally he will not be absent."

Family hunts are also divided into grades, and there are very few hunts that can bring together the descendants of so many aristocratic nobles. Who made the game last time?"

Before Su Lang could speak, he heard the group of horses neighing loudly. A group of young gentlemen ran into the hunting ground surrounded by young men. The leader was wearing a graceful and luxurious crimson flame-patterned narrow-sleeved riding suit, with a Zhaoye jade on his crotch. The lion, full of vigor and unruly, is Xiao Gaomin, the eldest son of Yi Chong.

"It can't be him?" Xinghui looked at the person and silently rolled his eyes.

"It's him. Why, have you seen this one?" Su Lang asked.

Xinghui snorted softly: "It's not just that I've seen him before. If I had known it was him, I wouldn't have come. I was upset when I saw him. He's not ruling Yishan, so why come to Pingjing?"

Obviously, Xinghui and Xiao Gaomin had a very unpleasant experience. Su Lang comforted Xinghui with a few words, and then explained to him: "He has been in Yong'an Houfu, the imperial capital, in recent years. He returned to Ciyi a few months ago. Chong, it's autumn in Ulsan, and I arrived in Pingjing a few days ago."

Xiao Gaomin swept his sharp eyes, and suddenly there was an unfriendly smile on the corner of his lips. He drove the horse forward a few feet, stopped firmly in front of Xinghui, and said frivolously, "Isn't this the young master of Lishan Mountain?"

Ever since he saw Xiao Gaomin, Xinghui's face suddenly changed into the indifferent look that the princes of the deputy family always look at. He gave a cold "hmm".

One of them is the eldest son of Dayin's top aristocratic family, backed by Yishan Academy, and the other is the young master of Lishan, a great martial arts school. There are two Mahayanas behind him, and no one else will easily offend them. When two people who can't fight meet, their swords are on the verge of breaking out.

"Why didn't your little uncle come to protect you this time?" The corner of Xiao Gaomin's mouth curled up, and the playful smile in his eyes became stronger.

Xinghui narrowed his eyes: "The hunting ground sword has no eyes, why didn't your eight hidden guards come to protect their master?"

Xiao Gaomin smiled contemptuously: "That's right, Master Ming's life is gone, even if he wants to protect the young master, he's heartless." As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Gaomin's group of rich and powerful young masters laughed together.

Mingyuan's death in Lishan Mountain is a taboo that no one can touch. Xiao Gaomin originally only wanted to stab the young master of Lishan Mountain, but he didn't expect that Ye Xinghui's murderous look flickered as soon as he said these words. The palms were cold, and the air was condensed into a sword. Dozens of rainbow lights scattered and splashed in all directions. They were as swift as lightning and struck the sky like thunder.

Xiao Gaomin's expression changed suddenly, he didn't expect Ye Xinghui to really dare to fight him in full view, he quickly jumped off the horse, stepped back in an instant, dodged the dense air blade, and drew his sword out of its sheath on the ground.

The Zhaoye Jade Lion, which is worth thousands of gold, was not as good as his master. The cold and sharp air swords criss-crossed, and blood gushed out. Before the white horse could neigh, it was dead on the spot, and fell heavily to the ground. , bringing up a cloud of dust.The blood lines on the snow-white fur were intertwined, the red plums reflected the snow, beautiful and desolate, and the extremely strong smell of blood permeated the hunting ground.

Xing Hui followed up one step at a time, and the several qi swords in his hands condensed into a three-foot green front, which rose and fell suddenly, and slammed into the long sword in Xiao Gaomin's hand. Then, Xiao Gaomin slammed into Ye Xinghui's murderous eyes, and his palms suddenly broke out in cold sweat.

"Zheng—" A flash of sword light flashed, and the swords of the two were at a standstill, and Su Lang was in the middle to separate the two. Only then did the disciples of the aristocratic family present react, their foreheads were covered with cold sweat, and they rushed up to pull Live two people.

Xing Hui took Su Lang's handkerchief and slowly wiped the blood splattered on his face, pushed away the young masters who stood in front of him trying to persuade him to fight, walked straight to Xiao Gaomin and stopped three steps away, raised his chin slightly, with the corners of his mouth raised Dao sneered, his voice was as cold as ice blades condensed from snow that hadn't melted for a thousand years, piercing his ears word by word: "Do I need someone to protect Xiao Shizi, now it is clear?"

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Xiao Gaomin's reaction, he lifted his foot and left. No one dared to stop him, so they could only watch Lishan young master walk out of the Ulsan hunting ground step by step.

Xinghui's clothes were all splattered with the blood of Zhao Yeyu lion. When he walked out of Ulsan, the guards he met along the way thought he was injured. Today, all the nobles from aristocratic families were hunting, and the guards dared not neglect. Ask the hunting ground's medical officer to come and have a look. Xing Hui was explaining to them when he saw a black horse rushing out of the hunting ground, neighing, and stopped in front of him. Su Lang stretched out a hand to him: "Come up here." .”

Xinghui was obviously stunned for a moment, Su Lang laughed softly, took Xinghui's hand directly, brought him onto the horse, and galloped towards the palace.

Leaning on Su Lang's back, Xinghui asked in a muffled voice: "Why didn't you hunt with them? It's not good to be absent at this time, isn't it very important?"

Su Lang's voice was brought to Xinghui's ears by the wind, and Xinghui's heart lake seemed to be swept by this wind, and suddenly created waves, which could not calm down for a long time.

His brother Su Lang said, "It's not important to you."

The author says:

Mindless and Qier: Huayong has no intention and power, because Mingyuan is dead.