The wind rises in the west of Luoyang

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Fang Qingya threw away the murder weapon in fright, and stared at her hands for a long time in surprise and doubt, when did she become so powerful? .

He calmed down, approached Wenyue cautiously, tested her breath with his fingers, and heaved a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, it's all right."

But he changed his mind again, she is the big devil that everyone in the martial arts can punish, why worry about her. "Fang Qingya did a good job, you are doing harm to the martial arts."

He hinted desperately to himself, and took back the Zixia sword confiscated by Wenyue by the way, hesitating whether to kill her to eliminate harm for the martial arts.

"You can't just listen to the rumors in the rivers and lakes. God has the virtue of good life, so you can't kill people casually. Besides, she is very good to me. She let me sleep in the bed at night and cook for me. She is also worried that I will be bullied when I go back to Chunyang. .”

He convinced himself not to do it, not realizing that all he was thinking about was Wenyue.

Worried that Wenyue would chase after her when she woke up, he tore off a few pieces of fabric from her clothes, tied her hands and feet, and then rode away with confidence.

With all his heart in mind for his master, he hurried towards Huashan.

However, it didn't take long for him to start worrying about Wenyue before the exhilaration of escaping from the sky completely dissipated.

As a weak woman, she was thrown in the wilderness, and her hands and feet were bound. Did she go too far?

If she can't wake up early, she will be in trouble when encountering wild beasts and bandits.Was it too harsh just now?

The longer he walked, the more concerned he was about Wenyue's safety.

He tried to comfort himself, "This woman's martial arts are so strong that even Daxia Feng is no match for her. Besides, she is full of tricks, so she is not a weak woman. She will be fine."

"But what if? Didn't she get knocked out with a stick by myself just now, it doesn't seem that bad." He was beating his heart, he was in a dilemma, he went around fighting with himself for a long time, but he still felt uneasy.

"At least go back and return the horse to her. Without the horse, she doesn't know when she will be able to get out of the valley."

Unexpectedly, when he came back on horseback, Wen Yue was no longer by the fire, and there was no one in the carriage.

"Did you really meet bandits and robbers?! Fang Qingya, Fang Qingya, how can you be so selfish and leave people behind."He leaned against the carriage in despair, complaining to himself.

Wenyue only wanted him to join the Valley of the Evil because she was worried about his safety. Because of her prejudice, she spoke harshly to her along the way and even reprimanded her at every turn.The sea of ​​people is vast, how to save her?Thinking of this, he cried sadly.

A snow-white jade hand stretched out from under the carriage, grabbed his ankle and pulled it.He yelled for help, and his whole body was dragged in.

The soft body pressed up, it was Wenyue, it was great that she was fine.

She gently wiped away the tear that was still hanging on his face, leaving behind a cool and itchy aftertaste.

She smiled sweetly and asked, "Little Taoist, why are you crying?"

Fang Qingya's personality is pure and shy, she seldom talked to female disciples when she was in Chunyang, let alone getting so close to her.He blushed and said stammeringly, "You, why are you under the car? I thought you...".

He couldn't go on, could it be that he was worried about her?

Wenyue lay on top of him, watching him in a daze for a long time, "Since you left, why did you come back?"

"I, I'll give you back your horse." Although it was true, his stumbling tone and blushing face made him feel very confident.

"Why didn't you kill me just now, huh?"

Fang Qingya was startled, how did she know? !Did she just pretend to pass out?

"Are you pretending to be dizzy?!"

Wen Yue smiled slightly, but did not deny it.

I have been tricked again, I have long heard that people in the Demon Cult are scheming, insidious and cunning!How could he be knocked out all at once?

He was cheated by her, and still worried about her?Could it be that he fell into her beauty trap?

"Girls, please respect yourself." He closed his eyes, not knowing where to put his hands and feet.

Wen Yue turned over and lay down beside him.

Fang Qingya's tense nerves finally relaxed. He wanted to climb out from under the carriage and stay away from this woman.

"Don't move", Wenyue stopped him.

Fang Qingya lay back again, "Why does the girl like to lie in such a dark corner?" He tried to divert the embarrassment.

"Because of one person. Because of him, I developed the habit of sleeping in dark and claustrophobic places. Later, I gradually fell in love with this feeling. It made me feel safe and no one could find me," Wenyue said faintly .

"Is this person nice to you? Did the girl have some unhappy experiences?" No matter how you feel, sleeping under the bed is not a good habit.

"You are from Chunyang Palace, do you know a man named Yu Zhuocheng?"

"Yu Zhuocheng! Ouch!" Fang Qingya exclaimed and sat up, but her head hit the bottom of the car heavily.

"You guys know each other?" Wen Yue looked at him in surprise.

Thinking of that person, his expression became gentle, "Of course, we are brothers, at least I think so. When he first entered Chunyang and was bullied, I helped him a lot secretly, and he has been very protective since then. I".

"He's in Chunyang, is he doing well?" He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he found that Wen Yue's eyes were shining.

He smiled bitterly, "He is very good. He is very talented. Although he became a teacher late, he is very talented and quickly stood out from the crowd. The head and all the senior uncles like him very much. It is said that he has the demeanor of Xie Yunliu, Lu Zu's great disciple back then, and he is going to be trained to be Chunyang's next successor."

"He's like this, wherever he goes, he will be the dragon and phoenix among the people, the most shining one in the crowd. What about you, why are you so inferior?" Wen Yue rarely looked gentle and calm.

"I'm just an outsider disciple with poor talent. I'm mediocre everywhere. I can't be ordinary anymore. How can I be called a brother and brother with Chunyang's successor."

Fang Qingya laughed at herself: "In martial arts, after all, weak martial arts is the original sin. How do you know him?"

Wen Yue: "It's just a passer-by we met by chance. It seems that he's doing well, so I'm relieved."

After Wen Yue finished speaking, she closed her eyes and fell asleep. Seeing her like this, Fang Qingya didn't dare to move, so she could only close her eyes and rest, and fell asleep not long after.

Sudden dream of youth

In the dream, he was running desperately.

Wearing the Taoist robe of a Chunyang disciple, he ran forward desperately in the deserted wilderness.I don't know how long I ran, and finally passed out from exhaustion.

He was woken up by an unknown object. He hugged his head in pain and found an embroidered shoe lying on the ground.

He looked up and found that Wenyue had caught up to him at some point and was looking down at him condescendingly with his legs dangling.One of the bare feet was her embroidered shoe.

"Little Taoist, help me pick it up," she said.

Fang Qingya's face turned red again.

He yelled at Wenyue: "I won't admit defeat!", as if making an oath.

"I won't admit defeat!", dressed as a young disciple of Chunyang, standing on the edge of the cliff of Lunjian Peak, swearing to the void in the silent night.

At that time, he was only about thirteen or fourteen years old. As a disciple of Chunyang's third generation, he and his senior brothers either practiced martial arts with Qi Jin in Discussion of Swords, or read books with Yu Rui in Guanwei Pavilion. There is still one or two days every month to follow Shangguan Fengming to learn medicine refining in Laojun Palace.

Jingxu's lineage was in an awkward situation because of Xie Yunliu's rebellion, but fortunately, with the protection of the headmaster Li Wangsheng and Yu Rui, they could live on.

At that time, he was particularly afraid of taking Qi Jin's class, and his favorite was Yu Rui.Martial arts training is already hard work, but Qi Jin was aggrieved because Xie Yunliu injured Lu Zu, but Luo Feng insisted on keeping Jing Xu's lineage and waiting for Xie Yunliu's return, which made Qi Jin intolerable.

Therefore, in the martial arts class, Qi Jin either deliberately ignored Jing Xu's lineage, or had extremely strict requirements.Fang Qingya's aptitude is average, and she often doesn't understand the essentials. Even if she is reprimanded by Qi Jin and practiced, she still finds it difficult to comprehend.

He looks forward to growing up quickly every day, and when he grows up, he can have his own responsibilities and have a lot of time to rest like the adult disciples.Some disciples even take advantage of the opportunity to go down the mountain to perform tasks and travel all over the world, acting chivalrously.

One year during the Spring Festival, the assessment was approaching.The brothers in the same period have already mastered Sanqing Broken Mirror proficiently, but Fang Qingya's skills are still not smooth, and the timing is not effective.

Qi Jin yelled that "rotten wood cannot be carved", deprived him of his Zixia sword, expelled him from Lunjian Peak, and demoted him to be an outer disciple.

He cried in the deserted snowy night, feeling powerless.

Outer disciples are not qualified to continue to practice Chunyang's top-notch martial arts, and can only be responsible for daily tasks such as cleaning and eating.

He was sent to patrol the mountains.

Waiting for everyone to fall asleep, he sneaked back to Lun Jianfeng and practiced hard.

One day, Master Luo Feng saw him, and Luo Feng asked him to go back: "You are already an outer disciple, no one will see your efforts."

Fang Qingya was aggrieved, he asked: "I and the stars all over the sky are witnesses, did Master also abandon me?"

Luo Feng asked him: "Your aptitude is mediocre, no matter how hard you try, it will be difficult to make a breakthrough. Although Master Qi is too strict, giving up early may not be a bad thing for you."

Fang Qingya was not convinced: "Master, is it true that practicing martial arts is only to become a master? Isn't the purpose of my generation practicing martial arts to be chivalrous and protect the common people? After practicing for a year, I will become better every day than before. In this way, I can better protect Jingxu Yimai, Chunyang, and the common people."

Luo Feng was stunned, and he sighed, "Being a teacher is not as clear as yours. Indeed, a great hero is for the country and the people. A true hero does not depend on how good his martial arts are, but depends on how good he is. What did he do for the people and for the common people."

Fang Qingya recited silently, "A great chivalrous man serves the country and the people."

Luo Feng: "As small as a knight-errant, as big as a national hero