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In the spring of the 27th year of Kaiyuan, Tibetan Sword Villa held the [-]th Famous Sword Conference. Since the Ye family’s Four Seasons swordsmanship became famous ten years ago, more and more people came to visit the Famous Sword Conference.

This time, the hidden sword villa sent out eight sword invitations, which were respectively given to the sword master Tuoba Sinan, the sword dance No.1 Gongsun aunt, the first Lingshan of Shaolin Dharma hall, the leader of Mingjiao Lu Weilou, and the current head teacher of Chunyang Li. Wang Sheng, head of Kunlun, Daoist Tianyun, Tiance General Li Chengen, and Shence General Wu Jing.

But the sword post was given out like this, but it is unknown who came last.

After all, from the moment this sword post goes out, it can be snatched by anyone, and the sword post can be transferred to others. Anyway, Hidden Sword Villa only recognizes the post and not anyone.As long as there is a sword post, Hidden Sword Villa will be the guest of honor.

Therefore, Ye Hui looked at the foreign man in front of him with his hands folded on his chest and two knives on his shoulders, even though his teeth were a little itchy, he politely invited him in.

Mingjiao Dharma King Mo Yanxiao took away the Ye family's third famous sword, Broken Star, ten years ago in public.Why didn't the leader of the Ming religion sell the sword post for money this time, and even sent such a guy over here, what the hell was he thinking.

Today is the last day of the Famous Sword Conference to welcome guests, but only four people came to the door with sword invitations, and there was another sword invitation sent back by Tuoba Sinan, Ye Ying gave it to Jiansi after careful consideration, In addition to these five, there are three other sword invitations in Shaolin Qixiu and Chunyang, and I don't know if those will come this year or not.

Until sunset at You Shi, Ye Hui didn't hear any news from the guards guarding the gate that someone came to the gate with a sword post.

Forget it, five is five, it would be a relief to finish the famous sword competition earlier and hand over the lottery.

It seems that the publicity of Can Xue's birth a year and a half ago was so loud that it caused all parties to move around. The famous sword hall in the villa was invaded many times, and Can Xue was finally transferred to Luomei Residence and handed over to Ye Ying for safekeeping.

After asking people to prepare for the usual feast of heroes at night, Ye Hui slowly walked along the path to the most secluded place in the village.Before the person approached, the faint fragrance of flowers had already drifted into his nose. He took a light breath and stepped into the courtyard gate of Luomeiju.

In the square yard, there is a crabapple that is in full bloom at any time. Under the tree, there is a person sitting cross-legged. The light red petals fall on the back of his slender and smooth hands, like a resting butterfly, and the long snow-white hair flows back and forth. Gently blowing in the wind, slowly turning with the sound of approaching footsteps, revealing a cold and dusty face.

There was a wooden box beside him, even if it was closed tightly, he could still feel the chilling air around him, and Can Xue was inside.

"Brother, there are five people this year."

Pursing her lips and humming lightly, Ye Ying turned her head back, gently caressing the long sword on her knee with her fingers.

"The Ming sect sent Mo Yanxiao, and I have asked people to keep an eye on his movements so as not to cause trouble."

Ye Ying didn't speak, but lightly stroked the blade with her fingertips, and finally stopped on the hilt.

"Brother, the banquet at night... If you don't want to go, I'll do it for you." Ye Hui knew that Ye Ying was not good at communicating with people, especially since she lost someone in Luomeiju, she was very reticent all day long. Ye Hui usually didn't dare to disturb such an important matter as the Famous Sword Conference.

All the affairs in the village are taken care of by Ye Hui. It is not easy to take care of the inside and outside of such a large family business. Without the most capable helper around him, he gradually feels powerless. In this year, he has promoted several housekeepers one after another. , but there are still a lot of things to worry about.

Ye Hui often thinks how great it would be if that person was still alive, but he can only think about it if he cannot be resurrected after death.

"I am the owner of Tibetan Sword Villa, and I always have to show my face." Ye Ying replied lightly.

Ye Hui sighed. He felt that this sentence fell on Ye Ying like a burden. He is Ye Ying's closest brother, so he naturally knows how difficult it is for Ye Ying under this halo.

After a few words with Ye Ying, the servant suddenly heard a message from the gatekeeper disciple, saying that another sword card had arrived, "Brother, let me go and have a look."

The afterglow of the setting sun illuminated the snow-colored gown standing outside the gate, and a wheelchair was parked next to it, on which sat a woman in the same snow suit. Both of them had long silver hair bathed in the brilliant sunset glow. In the middle, the ground and the lake not far away are covered with fine light.

Ye Hui came out in a hurry, seeing the dazzling scene, he was a little dazed, his shrewd eyes narrowed slightly, and he carefully studied the material of the other party's clothes. Years of experience in business told him that this must not be ordinary.

Hearing the footsteps behind him, the standing man turned around, the upper half of his face was wearing a silver hollow mask, his pair of light peach blossom eyes smiled when he saw Ye Hui, the folding fan in his hand was lightly folded, thin With slightly hooked lips, he stepped forward, and both sides saluted at the same time.

"I'm Leng Yu, come to attend the Famous Sword Conference." The slender jade fingers held a gold-plated post and handed it over.

Ye Hui took it politely and checked it was correct.

Leng Yu?

Never heard the name.

But Cangjian Villa recognizes the post but does not recognize the person, regardless of its source, as long as you hold the sword post.

"Please come inside." Ye Hui stretched out his hand as a gesture of invitation, and the man immediately stepped into the door.

"Boom." The fingertips tapped the armrest twice.

Leng Yu suddenly slapped his forehead, turned his head and smiled, "I was happy for a while, and I forgot about my lady."

He walked back behind the woman in the wheelchair, pushed her down the steps, stretched out his arms to hug her up, and almost brushed the tip of Ye Hui's nose with the tip of his raised shoe, but Leng Yu didn't realize it, and said politely instead: "Ye Hui Second owner, I'm sorry."

"Uh... I didn't expect you to bring your wife to the famous sword conference, are you the only one?" Ye Hui quickly recovered his normal expression, and motioned for the disciples at the door to carry the wheelchair into the gate.

"Exactly."

The woman sat back in the wheelchair, and Ye Hui had already seen that her entire face was covered under a similar mask, even her mouth was tightly covered, and the couple did not show their true appearance.

But Ye Hui wasn't surprised, there was a masked man in black who didn't even speak a word and came to the door with a sword post, and the man in front of him named Leng Yu could speak a few words.However, he was still a little curious about the origins of the two, and he couldn't help but glance at the calm man from the corner of his eyes, "Your Excellency is from Chunyang Palace?"

Leng Yu raised her eyebrows slightly, held her fan and said with a light smile, "No."

The sword posts sent out by Hidden Sword Villa all have specific marks. The one Leng Yu held in his hand was given to Chunyang Palace by them. If he was not from Chunyang Palace, how did he get the sword post?

"Ye has very little knowledge, and has never heard of Your Excellency's high reputation. I don't know where Your Excellency studied?"

As soon as the fan spread out, Ye Hui's eyes hurt from the radiant silver light. He avoided his gaze for a while and then turned around to see those flower-like eyes with beautiful arcs, smiling behind the shining light. look at him.

"Well, Master Ye Er is smart enough, and he will definitely guess it in the future."

Ye Hui felt a little numb in his heart, how could such feminine behavior be so natural on him, those eyes made people feel uncomfortable, this person...is too weird.

The woman sitting in the wheelchair remained silent the whole time and was pushed in front by Leng Yu, her body tensed and motionless.

Ye Hui glanced at her again, only felt that this person had an icy aura, and he was not close to strangers all over his body, which was completely opposite to the character of this joking and talking young man.

He led the couple to Lanxuan Pavilion, which happened to be at the place closest to the West Lake in Hidden Sword Villa, and there was a stretch of water across the hall, "In two quarters of an hour there will be a banquet for the heroes, the place is outside the building, and the maid will lead you there. "

Leng Yu smiled and nodded, "Okay, I understand."

It wasn't hot at all in February, and this man even shook a fan all the way.Ye Hui is not a person with blind eyes, he looked at the fan in Leng Yu's hand, it was extraordinary, the other party dared to come to the famous sword meeting must be a master of swords, he thought about what his carrying sword was.He had noticed a sword case tied to the back of the wheelchair a long time ago, and he didn't know what kind of sharp weapon was inside.

Thinking about it, he still couldn't be rude in front of people, so he bowed and said goodbye on the excuse that he was busy with other things.

Leng Yu stood at the entrance of Lanxuan Pavilion, and two maids stepped forward to salute him, trying to lure him inside. He curled his lips, "Since there are two quarters of an hour left before the banquet, I want to accompany my wife around, it should be fine Bar?"

The maid looked at each other for a while, shook her head, and was waved away after a few steps behind the distinguished guest, "The terrain here is not unfamiliar to me, can the two girls let me do what I want?"

The snow-colored long gown is very eye-catching in the afterglow, the silver hair is blowing in the wind, with the coldness of ice and the crystal clearness of snow, the creamy clear skin is no less than that of a woman, and when she smiles, her pair of eyes are more affectionate than peach blossoms. Eyes sparkle, the son is like jade, unparalleled in the world.

The maid couldn't help but blushed, bowed her knees and saluted, leaving time for the two of them to be alone.

There was no one else nearby, Leng Yu withdrew his slack look, and pushed the woman in the wheelchair to walk unhurriedly in the huge Hidden Sword Villa, "I didn't realize it before, but now I really feel like I'm there. The Ye family's garden made of gold, silver and jade is indeed somewhat elegant."

The woman didn't move, her whole body was like a piece of dead wood that had lost its vitality, and she was always sitting in place.

"Look at you like this, why don't we go to Luomei Residence for a walk?" After speaking, Leng Yu turned around and pushed the wheelchair towards the most important residence of Tibetan Sword.

The skinny arm immediately pressed the rotating roller, and the hand hidden under the snow-colored sleeve robe showed blue veins, and tightly clasped the wheel axle.Leng Yu sneered, pushed her hard and then let go, not caring where the wheelchair would roll her, "Look at you, you're so useless, you haven't even made any progress for more than a year, no wonder they beat you to death You have to die."

The five fingers spread out like sharp claws, grasping the rolling axle brake and stopped on the side of the gravel road. The silver mask did not reveal any of her facial features, but a line of sight was firmly locked on Leng Yu's face.

Anger can't be said, and it seems powerless to refute. Leng Yu has long been used to this, and weak-hearted people always need to get a few more needles to learn to be good.He opened the folding fan in his hand and fanned it slowly, and looked at her calmly.

The wind in the courtyard was a bit bitter and cold, such a confrontation was meaningless.The woman lowered her head and quickly restrained her emotions.

Leng Yu shrugged indifferently, turned around and walked towards Lanxuan Pavilion. Two quarters of an hour was up, and the so-called feast of heroes...he hadn't decided whether to go or not.

In the corridor far away, Ye Hui lightly pushed the man who could see the gods next to him, "Third brother, how do you look at that man?"

Ye Wei's expression was a little strange for a while, but he couldn't tell where it was familiar. When he heard Ye Hui's question, he frowned and said, "It's hard to say."

Ye Wei's cultivation level in Zhuangzhong is only second to Ye Ying's, so his words have some weight. If he finds it unpredictable, then this person's cultivation level must not be vulgar.

The two watched Leng Yu leave his wife where he was, and frowned at the same time. Is there any husband who does this?The girl seemed to have trouble moving, and she seemed to have had an argument with him before, but now she is leaning on the side of the road alone, which really makes people...

Ye Hui was thinking about whether to arrange for a maid to pretend to be passing by to take the girl back to Lanxuan Pavilion, when Ye Wei let out a small sigh, and saw that the girl was still sitting in the wheelchair, but the stopped axle started to spin, carrying the girl back to Lanxuan Pavilion. She moved forward steadily.

Can't tell, this girl is also a hidden one.

"Where do you think this couple came from? One is more mysterious than the other."

"Just now I felt... that man's aura." Ye Wei moved his lips, and said in an unbelievable way, "Like her."

Ye Hui didn't know who Ye Wei was talking about for a while, until Ye Wei sighed and said a name, he was stunned for a moment, "This...isn't it possible?"