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"Dang!" Ye Youqi let go of the light sword in short combat, and was forced to stagger.

"..." Liao Yungui frowned slightly, and withdrew his sword, "What's wrong with you? You've been out of your mind these days."

This big apprentice who is used to worry-free has encountered some evil in the past few days. He is absent-minded in sword practice, absent-minded in walking, and absent-minded in doing everything. Yesterday, he was defeated by Yang Yi in less than [-] moves. I was so shocked that I didn't come back to my senses for a long time, and I kept asking my senior brother what's wrong, are you not feeling well?

"...Master, please punish me!" Ye Youqi didn't dare to look up at Liao Yungui, so he knelt down first.

From Liao Yungui's point of view, the high ponytail tied with a gold ribbon hangs softly between the young man's collar. Because the head is lowered, a small piece of white nape is exposed, which looks a little pitiful.

Liao Yungui really wanted to say a few words to him, but when he knelt down like this, his heart softened before he got angry.

The eldest apprentice is too thoughtful, seems to be perfect in everything, but actually refuses to talk about things; the younger apprentice is stubborn, never knows to go through the brain first when speaking, and even doesn't go to the house for three days.When these two extremes come together, he, the master, is about to suffer from schizophrenia.

What's more... Ye Youqi has always been sensible, and he probably has something on his mind recently, and the pressure is too great, so he really can't be harsh.

Thinking about this, he decided to let Ye have a period of rest for a few days: "Forget it, if you have something on your mind, go and solve it, and take a few days to adjust and adjust."

Ye Youqi lowered his head and answered, "Yes."

The person who became his concern asked him to solve it with consideration on his face, he really didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

After lunch that day, Ye Youqi rarely went back to his house to read a book, did not practice his sword, and did not wait by Liao Yungui's side, but went out of the valley quietly by himself.

Liao Yungui stood on the high platform where the three stars watched the moon, and it was rare that he did not stare at Yang Yi copying the scriptures. He was expressionless, but his eyes were always fixed on the direction of the valley.

Song Ziyu, who is full of annoying skills, passed behind him holding the bamboo slips, and sighed inadvertently: "Hey, I heard that people in the Valley of the Wicked are very rampant recently, and there are often murders and robberies at the feet of the Emperor Chang'an." Well—Although Ten Thousand Flowers Valley has a lot of traps, it seems that there are many villain valley masters wandering outside the valley, it's better not to go out..."

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When Liao Yungui turned around and was about to speak, he saw that Song Ziyu had no intention of further communicating with him, and left without a word.

Liao Yungui: "..." There are not many people in the world who remember their grudges like Song Ziyu.

He was left alone on the high platform again, and the gu wind blowing towards his face raised his robe, but it was no longer the frost and snow that filled his sleeves with cold heart and cold heart.

He stretched his wrist, turned around and got off Samsung Mochizuki, and walked towards the stable.

Before leaving the valley, I just wanted to go out for a walk, but after I came out, I realized that I didn't know where I was going.

In the past few years, Ye Youqi stayed in the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers, all he could see was scriptures and long swords besides his master, uncle and junior brother.He knows what temperature of tea Liao Yungui usually drinks, what shade of ink he uses, when he goes to sleep, when he wakes up, what expression indicates satisfaction, and what eyes indicate that he is not perfect... He has devoted more than ten years to no one. Ru Mu focused all her attention on Liao Yungui, but she didn't think too much and threw herself into it.

The gentle sunlight that afternoon awakened his secret feelings, but it also made him flustered and felt that he had nowhere to hide—he didn't even dare to look into Liao Yungui's eyes, let alone calm down to practice his sword and do things.

Why do some things in this world know they are wrong, but can't be changed?

Ye Youqi felt that he had entered a dead end. On the one hand, he scolded himself for being rebellious and wishful thinking, and wanted to calm himself down and continue to be a good apprentice. On the other hand, there was a small voice from the bottom of his heart, encouraging him, saying that Master Since he liked Uncle Luo back then, why would he say that he would never like himself in the future?

If the master also...?

God, the temptation of this kind of assumption is too great, it almost makes people want to desperately frank their feelings and seek a result.

But a sentence suddenly appeared in my mind - "What if even master and apprentice can't do it?"

Ye Youqi stopped in his tracks, and found that he didn't have the courage to bear such consequences, even thinking about it, he felt that life would be worse than death.

"Help...Help!!! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhmmhmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmh," the sharp cry for help stopped abruptly, startling the wandering ye youqi, he clenched the light sword at his waist, lowered his body and approached the source of the sound.

Outside the shadow of the forest, a man in black with loose long hair pinched another man's neck, and said with a contemptuous smile: "Just because of you few gangsters of the Haoqi League, you want to kill me, Pei Qing?"

"Pei Qing...you...you're going to die..." The face of the person whose neck was strangled turned purple, it was obvious that he was on the verge of life and death, but he was still desperately uttering an innocuous curse.

The cursed man obviously didn't take this to heart, he sneered, and the person in his hand was thrown limply by him among the corpses on the ground.

This is Pei Qing! ?

Although Pei Qing often contacted Liao Yungui, Ye Youqi had never met this famous villain Gu Tuozhu when he stayed in Wanhua Valley for the past few years. bed" person.

Looking at the shattered corpses lying all over the place, Ye Youqi couldn't help but gasp no matter how young and calm he was.

Killing is enough, why make the corpse so horrible?

"Looks like I missed a little mouse." Pei Qing suddenly turned her head towards Ye Youqi's direction, a ghostly mask glowed on her face, Ye Youqi was so startled that she didn't see clearly how the other party was looting Those who came in front of him felt their throats tighten, and they were directly lifted up by the other party.

He didn't even have a chance to draw his sword, the strength was so disparate, and the bloody and terrifying coercion on the opponent's body made him tremble uncontrollably.

After four years of hard work and hard work, he is like a weak joke in the face of a huge gap. He is still a weakling who is at the mercy of others.

"...Why are you in the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers?" Pei Qing suddenly said something thoughtless, her hands relaxed slightly, and Ye Youqi, who was already black in front of her eyes, suddenly got a chance, pulled out the light sword with all her strength, and instinctively With a trick, Pei Qing was forced to take a few steps back.

Ye Youqi propped himself up with the epee, his throat was burning with pain, his cough was bloody, and he was in a state of embarrassment.However, the man in front of him just glanced at the torn sleeve indifferently, and asked coldly, "Have you been with Liao Yungui these few years?"

What do you mean?

Ye Youqi didn't know that Pei Qing had met him when he came back to town in Yangzhou, and that he was the direct cause of Liao Yungui's first missed appointment with Pei Qing. Liang Zi had married 800 years ago.

Pei Qing looked at the young man in yellow with stubborn eyes not far away, ever since Liao Yungui stayed by his bedside to take care of him, he thought of them being unable to be invited repeatedly in Wanhua Valley in recent years, the unhappiness in his heart grew bigger and bigger.

Killing him, as long as the person is dead, no matter what Liao Yungui's intentions for bringing this young man by his side, it will become an unimportant past.

Thinking about this, Pei Qing slowly pulled out a Qiankun ring from her sleeve, looked it over, and suddenly threw it at Ye Youqi without warning.

The edge of the Qiankun circle is sharp and thorny. It cuts across the neck at high speed, and can cut off half of a person's head. The moment when the gushing blood suddenly blooms is sad and gorgeous, and Pei Qing has always liked it.

——However, as soon as he took the shot, he knew that he had no chance.

He heard the rapid sound of horseshoes, and the all-too-familiar sound of the evil sword piercing through the air.