Two or three things about Mozun in the words of rebirth

Ye Changjian heard the wind whistling in his ears, and he couldn't help thinking that the retribution came just as he thought about doing something bad.It's a long way to go to Qianshan, it's really not working every day, it's not working.

Zeng Zhaocai Yungui set up a high-level defensive barrier, and Yinglong's spiritual power was bound, so he couldn't break in without authorization. Now he will be disabled even if he doesn't die.But at the very moment, the figure of Tang Jiangli suddenly appeared in his mind. Ye Changjian raised his breath and shouted at the sky, "Tang Jiangli——!"

There was only a "ding" and a few "swipes", and a shooting star flew from the sky.

Before he squinted his eyes to take a closer look, Tang Jiangli's magnified handsome face was already in front of him, and the downward trend stopped instantly, and he was held tightly in the latter's arms.

Ye Changjian exclaimed, "Wow, are you Shunfenger?"

He didn't look flustered at all. On the other hand, Tang Jiangli's handsome face was covered with frost and snow, his brows were tightly knit, and his pale golden eyes were surprisingly bright, full of pain.

Even Ye Changjian, who prides himself on being heartless and number one, couldn't stand his tangled appearance, and was about to comfort him when he said, "In the future..."

"No matter what you do in the future..."

"I won't even..."

His voice was deep and astringent, his expression was gloomy, and it seemed to contain infinite sadness.

Ye Changjian pricked up his ears and said, "Nothing?"

Tang Jiangli kept his mouth shut and said nothing, he just hugged him tightly and moved his sword upwards.

Ye Changjian said: "Could it be that I will kill and set fires in the future, and you will no longer control me. Tang Jiangli, this is not okay, you are going to be the suzerain, you have to show something The majesty of the leader of a faction comes."

"You are the only person in this world who knows my true identity and dares to control me. Keep up the good work."

Tang Jiangli murmured: "As long as you're okay...as long as you're okay..."

Ye Changjian thought to himself, he was indeed intent on killing Tang Hanyu more than once. Although the latter was wrong, his crime could not be punished by death.

In his previous life, he thought too well of these disciples cultivating immortals, but in this life he thought too badly of them.

Ye Changjian said: "Tang Jiangli, you can fine me to run hundreds of laps around Zeng Zhao Caiyungui, or you can punish me to swim, so I can swim from here to the distance of clouds and water, okay? I told You, I also have a nickname, Little White Dragon in the Waves, I can swim so fast!" He was complacent.

In his previous life, Yeduzhou often punished him to swim around the entire Fengling Yedu. He competed with Shen Moqing, Yan Wuchang, and Bai Yexin for a long time, and he always won the first place.

What answered him was Tang Jiangli's soft kiss on his forehead in the rainy night.

Ye Changjian was taken aback for a moment, and then sighed softly: "Tang Jiangli, you are going to be the suzerain, how can you never return on the road of breaking your sleeves."

The two passed the place where they fell just now, and a white lantern fell on the ground, emitting a faint yellow light.

It turned out that Tang Jiangli and Tang Ruoyi came to deliver the meal together, and happened to see this scene, Tang Hanyu and others had already been taken back by Tang Ruoyi.

Ye Changjian said: "Tang Qiuqi is naturally reckless and talented; although Tang Hanyu is reckless and arrogant, he still has his backbone. They are still young and can still be crafted. You should discipline them well."

He thought that Chenghu was forcing him to die, but Tang Hanyu still didn't want to beg for mercy.

Both of them are malleable talents, and the Tang Sect is not without successors.

He died prematurely in his previous life, if he regrets it, it is that he did not inherit Yedu Zhou's old wish and carry forward Fengling Yedu.

Tang Jiangli drove the flying sword alone to the bamboo garden where "the piano has already played".

Ye Changjian suddenly said, "Tang Jiangli, I'm telling you something, don't scold me."

"What's the matter?"

Tang Jiang leaves Yujian and goes down.

Ye Changjian said: "My bones seem to be broken." There was a faint smile on his face as if nothing had happened.

Just when the two fell off the cliff, Ye Changjian grabbed Tang Hanyu tightly in danger, causing his right arm to dislocate.

Only then did Tang Jiangli take a closer look at him. Ye Changjian's right arm was hanging limply, and the forearm was at a strange angle to the arm, which was already misaligned.

Didn't Tang Jiangli know how unbearable the severe pain of broken bones was, but there was no trace of pain on the expression of the person in front of him.

Tang Jiangli's face seemed to be covered with a layer of frost that lasted for thousands of years. He hugged him and kicked open the gate of Zhuyuan, put him gently on the bed, and whispered: "I will help you reset, you bear Hold on."

"Oh."

ga-

"Ok!"

Ye Changjian let out a muffled snort, and then let out a soft breath. The broken bone has been straightened, and the pain has eased, not as severe as it was at the beginning.

Tang Jiangli quickly left the door and turned back in a short while, holding a brace in his hand and tying a cloth to gently fix his arm.

Ye Changjian's clothes were scratched, his face and back of his hands were covered with dry muddy water, and he was in a terrible state of distress.

Tang Jiangli poured warm water, squatted in front of him, and wiped the mud on his cheeks and the back of his hands little by little.

Ye Changjian lowered his head just enough to see his hair, and said with a smile: "Tang Jiangli, so you have two hair, my mother said that people with two hair are born smart."

Tang Jiangli remained silent and only gently wiped his hands.

Ye Changjian glanced at the bound arms, "It would be great if the disciples of the Tushan Medical Sect were here. With a light wave of the hand, the bones will grow back."

Tang Jiangli stood up, picked up the washbasin and went out, and after a while, a new basin of hot water was brought in.

He walked to the bed, put down the basin, and stretched out his hand to untie Ye Changjian's repair clothes. The latter held his hand and said, "This... I'll do it myself, hehehe."

"To be honest, I'm a left-hander, and my right hand is no different from a useless hand."

Tang Jiangli looked up at him for a while, his pale golden eyes were full of sadness, Ye Changjian even had the illusion for a moment that the cold and arrogant young man in front of him seemed to be about to burst into tears.

Ye Changjian reached out and touched his cheek, and said lightly, "Tang Jiangli, don't be so sad, man, injuries are common."

Tang Jiangli put down the cloth towel in his hand, stood up and sat beside him, being careful not to touch his injured arm, he reached out and hugged him.

Gu Nianqing's physical skeleton is slender, so Tang Jiangli wraps him in his arms.

Ye Changjian leaned on his shoulder, drowsy, "Tang Jiangli, you are warm, just like my little tiger."

Zengzhao Caiyungui gathers the beautiful scenery of the four seasons, and the bamboo garden where Ye Changjian is located is in the spring, so the night is not cold.

Tang Jiangli hugged him, and gently stroked his back with one hand.

Under his rhythmic reassurance, Ye Changjian became drowsy, his consciousness became blurred, and he gradually fell asleep.

A night without dreams.

At dawn, the rooster crowed everywhere, Ye Changjian opened his eyes, and was about to stretch, when a dull pain came from his right arm, and he suddenly remembered his fracture.

He curled his lips and got out of bed. Tang Jiangli had already taken off the dirty clothes on his body. There was a set of brand new repair clothes by the bedside, and a steaming meal was placed on the table.

The handover of suzerain should be in the near future, so Tang Jiangli is very busy.

Fengling Yedu are all left-handed, which is related to the spells they practiced, so Ye Changjian didn't feel any inconvenience. He snapped his fingers, and water gushed out from the bottom of the basin, thinking that his rain-controlling spell It seems to be getting more and more perfect.

After hastily washing up and eating the food on the table, he calmed down and looked at the bamboo garden.

I don’t know, I’m scared.

The furnishings in this room are exactly the same as the room he lived in in his previous life, even the placement is similar, huanghuali copper mirror table, carved soft bed, sandalwood cabinet... He opened the door and stopped to look at it. The elegant and far-reaching surroundings The scenery is also similar.

His heart skipped a beat, seeing the rooster wandering among the bamboo forests, the white rabbit jumping around, and hearing the gurgling sound of the waterfall not far away, it seemed like a lifetime away.

Has anyone from the Tang Sect ever been to Fengling Yedu?Why set up such a place in Zengzhao Caiyunguiye?

It must be because they think that the scenery of their wind chime crossing at night is extremely quiet and full of emotion, so they built this paradise according to the same pattern.

Thinking of this, his heart suddenly brightened, and he took a step and walked out of the bamboo garden.

Going up the mountain steps, there are fallen flowers all over the ground, passing through plum forests and wisteria trellises, all the way down in a colorful way, which is too beautiful to behold.

"Think far!"

Yan Wuyu's surprised voice came from behind him, he turned his head away, and Tang Qiuqi hurried up.

Tang Qiuqi stuck out his tongue, "Your life is really big!"

Yan Wuyu breathed a sigh of relief, "When you fell, Eldest Senior Brother jumped down with you, forgetting even the sword, fortunately you are all fine."

Ye Changjian said, "Where's Tang Hanyu?"

Tang Qiuqi said: "The high fever has subsided, but he is still sleepy. The deputy suzerain took care of him all night without taking off his clothes."

Ye Changjian said casually, "Tang Ruoyi is raising her as her own son."

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he suddenly understood.

It is absolutely impossible for Tang Ruoyi and Tang Tang to have any heirs, and Tang Jiangli is a broken sleeve. Tang Hanyu is responsible for the continuation of the incense line of the Tang clan, and he almost drowned him yesterday.

Although he didn't have any sympathy for Tang Hanyu, he also knew how badly what he did yesterday had an impact on Tang Jiangli, but the latter didn't blame him at all.

It's just that Tang Jiangli and Tang Ruoyi looked cold and heartless, but they were gentler than anyone else.

He was thinking in a mess, and he didn't even hear Tang Qiuqi call him.

"Gu Nianqing, Gu Nianqing?"

"what?"

Seeing that he was absent-minded, Tang Qiuqi asked, "What's wrong with you, the wound hurts?"

Ye Changjian shook his head, and heard him ask again: "Where did you live yesterday, I didn't see you in the dormitory."

Yan Wuyu said: "Last night, I lived in the same room as Qiu Qi, and I thought you would come too. Could it be that you lived with Eldest Brother?"

Ye Changjian said: "The piano is already playing."

Tang Qiuqi let out a "huh" with a strange look on his face.

"what happened?"

Yan Wuyu said: "I won the bet, let me just say, we must live together!"

Tang Qiuqi said: "That is the independent courtyard of the elder brother, and we are not allowed to enter it on weekdays."

As he spoke, he muttered in a low voice, "I didn't expect you to have developed to this stage...The first love fairy of the elder brother... Tsk, what should I do?"

Ye Changjian laughed and said, "What are you talking about all by yourself?"

Tang Qiuqi shook his head, "Let's go, I'm going to be late for class soon."

Tang Qiuqi led them into the school to welcome the attention of all the young disciples.

These clan children are all wearing green patterned family clothes, only Ye Changjian and Yan Wuyu are wearing blue and white repair clothes, so they know that these two are students who are far away from each other, and they all looked at it with curious eyes. watching them.

Yan Wuyu smiled shyly at them.

Ye Changjian snorted, "Why do I feel like a monkey?"

Tang Qiuqi glanced at his severed arm, and joked, "They must be guessing what a terrifying battle you and Tang Hanyu have gone through."

Jingle Bell--

The wind chime rang for class, the three of them sat at the end, and Tang Yi, with a breeze in his sleeves, walked in.

All the disciples stood up and bowed, and said in unison: "Hello, sir."

"Okay, sit down."

Tang Yi picked up the books on the table and read: "Today I am teaching the way of a gentleman."

"The friendship between gentlemen is as light as water, and the friendship between villains is sweet. This sentence means that the friendship between gentlemen is not driven by interests, nor does it not care about each other because of lack of interests; the communication between villains, But most of them are driven by interests, and they collude with each other because of the relationship of interests. After the interests pass, people are like a passing cloud."

Tang Qiuqi smiled and said, "Sir, then we are friends of the poor and the lowly."

Tang Yi frowned slightly, and said, "Why do you say that?"

Tang Qiuqi said casually: "You are poor and I am cheap."

"Hehehehe..."

Laugh out loud.

Ye Changjian slapped the table and laughed non-stop, laughing until the wound on his arm split open, and "Sihasha" gasped in pain.

Tang Yi was so angry that he blew his beard and stared at his eyes, "Go out and stand!"

"Oh."

Tang Qiuqi lazily agreed, stood up and walked out the door.

Ye Changjian quickly stood up too, Tang Yi called him to stop and asked, "Gu Nianqing, where are you going?"

Ye Changjian said earnestly: "This disciple just laughed at Mr. It's really disrespectful, and he deserves to be punished!"

Without waiting for Tang Yi to answer, he put oil on the soles of his feet and escaped.

Tang Qiuqi heard the sound of messy footsteps behind him, turned his head to look, and smiled, "Do you feel bored studying too?"

Ye Changjian waved his hand, "I hate reading the most in my life."

Tang Qiuqi squatted down, plucked a weed from the ground, and put it in his mouth, "The Tang Sect pays attention to both ability and morality, so you must read these."

Look at his squatting posture of a local ruffian, does he have the slightest appearance of a Tang Sect disciple?

Ye Changjian also picked up a weed and asked, "Tang Qiuqi, how is your Sanpo swordsmanship going?"

The descendants of the Tang Sect's main family all learned the Sanpo swordsmanship since childhood.

Tang Qiuqi stood up, drew out the mahogany sword hanging from his waist, flicked his wrist, made a sound of brushing, the sword light was dotted, and danced a set of flowing swordsmanship.

Although he is cynical, his posture is vigorous and agile, and he has the demeanor of a celebrity faintly.

Ye Changjian patted the back of his right hand with his left hand, applauded symbolically, and then asked, "Tang Qiuqi, what do you think of Tangmen's Sanpo swordsmanship?"

Tang Qiuqi said: "Naturally, it is unparalleled in the world." There was an indelible pride in his words.

Ye Changjian sneered, and he picked up a branch casually, "Come on, we don't use spiritual power, we only use sword moves."

Tang Qiuqi knew Sanpo swordsmanship very well, besides, he was unruly and unruly, so he was not afraid, he just said: "Although what I hold is a mahogany sword, it is no different from a real sword."

Ye Changjian smiled and said, "I'm also holding a sword."