dry snow

Don't stress.Having said that, I have had enough tea and wine for half a day, we have seen your new look, and your love for talents has been fully reflected, it is about time for you to show us the real thing? "

Yan Fengyue said: "Yes, you come with me."

Zhang Erzhizi

The three of them turned around the corridor and walked into the courtyard.The snow is still falling lingeringly.Plum blossoms are also planted in the courtyard, and the newly swept path has been covered with a thin layer of white.The sound between heaven and earth seemed to be absorbed, and it was quiet and depressing.

In the midst of this unnatural silence, something suddenly struck Ying Tianchang's neck impartially and soundlessly!

Ying Tianchang didn't blink, he stretched out his hand to catch it, his fingers felt a sharp pain, followed by numbness brought by the cold.Looking down, he saw a sharp ice skate, which quickly melted away in his hand, nodded and smiled, "That's enough to kill people." Then he raised his voice, "It's only been two years since I came to see you, so enthusiastic? "

All three of them looked towards where the hidden weapon came from, and saw a young man standing behind the plum blossom tree.

The boy was about ten years old, but his demeanor looked a bit older. He was wearing a white fox fur, and he looked handsome, but his expression was extremely indifferent.A pair of eyes swept the three of them lightly, and finally stopped on Ying Tianchang, and said, "Are you still alive?"

Ying Tianchang said: "Thanks to you, not yet, and if you want to take this as a thought, I'm afraid it won't come true, so it's better to keep it in your heart, so that if it comes true someday, it will be a surprise."

He walked closer and stopped a few steps away from the boy, compared his hands, and said with a smile: "You grow fast, it seems that the pavilion master has arranged meals for you well; Overtake me."

The boy stared at him coldly, without answering a word.

Ying Tianchang was not discouraged, and said again: "I heard from the pavilion master that you are very worried. You cause troubles all day long. You have never fought with anyone among the countless people in Fengyue Linlang Pavilion. It is even more so now. In my eyes, there is no one else except the Pavilion Master. But the Pavilion Master is an old man with a kind heart and a kind heart, and he does not have the same knowledge as you. If you are really energetic and have nothing to do, how about I come and play with you?"

The boy took a step back and said, "No need."

Ying Tianchang said: "You should think about it, this opportunity is very rare, and this shop will not exist in this village."

The boy said word by word: "No need. I'm afraid I will kill you."

Even though he himself might not dare to believe what he said, not to mention the three people present, but the hatred in it was genuine, and it was a bit colder than the wind and snow everywhere.Ying Tianchang couldn't help but froze, and was about to reply when Luo Wan suddenly asked, "You use a knife?"

The young man's eyes turned to his waist, and he couldn't help but reply nonsense: "You also use a knife?" He himself could not see where he was carrying a weapon.

Luo Wan took a few steps forward, bowed slightly and said, "I'm next to Luo Wan."

No matter his words or gestures, he was extremely formal, as if he was not facing a young child, but a respectable martial artist with his status.

The boy looked up at him, neither humble nor overbearing: "Zhou Chenglin."

Rowan said: "I remember."

His hands were slightly closed on the handle of the knife.This is not a ready-to-go fighting posture, but an unquestionable invitation.

The boy's eyes met his, he took a few steps back, squatted slightly, and suddenly rushed forward.

He already held a dagger in his hand!

At the critical moment, the blade seemed to be about to collide with sharp sparks.

However, there was no clanging sound.Or before it is sent out, it has already been submerged in the safe white snow.

Yan Fengyue and Ying Tianchang had already retreated further away, with their hands in muffs, watching this inexplicable battle.Ying Tianchang sighed: "You teach really well."

Yan Fengyue said: "I didn't teach him much."

Ying Tianchang said: "Look, isn't it a good deal for me to hand him over to you? Although he wants me to die now, at least he will repay you with kindness. The young man has a bright future. In two years, he will be a Your personal bodyguard will definitely live up to the hard work you put into cultivating him. You often complain that there is a shortage of manpower, and even ten thousand taels of gold can't buy such a talent."

Yan Fengyue said: "You take this promising young man away and give me the Luoyan Saber."

Ying Tianchang looked at him in shock and sadness. "Why do you have no feelings?"

"Are you talking about a relationship with a businessman?" Yan Fengyue said expressionlessly. "Stop talking nonsense, I have found the last thing you want. You are lucky, there are at least two places to find this thing."

"Tell me first whether there is a palace in it."

"No, but it's not far from it. According to information, one of these things flowed into the prime minister's mansion 20 years ago, and it's probably still eating ashes in his warehouse now."

"It's too difficult. What about the other place?"

Yan Fengyue squinted her eyes and spit out three words softly. "Wen Hui Palace."

There was an awkward silence.

"I'd better think about how to get into the prime minister's warehouse." Ying Tianchang looked up at the falling snow and said sadly.

"You can think about it slowly, anyway, you've been thinking about it for so many years, you probably won't be in a hurry for a moment." Yan Fengyue said that it had nothing to do with her. "But there is one thing you must do right now."

Ying Tianchang sighed. "If you say something anyway, I will know whether to do it or not."

Yan Fengyue said: "It's about the Kongtong faction."

Ying Tianchang said: "I may not even be able to write the names they assigned."

"When Kongtong was in its heyday, sects were opened everywhere, and many unique martial arts were left outside." Yan Fengyue ignored him and went down. "The current palmist, Fei Xiaozi, once dealt with me, and entrusted me to help him keep an eye on those lost Kongtong secrets. A month ago, I really got a copy by chance. It's called Chixia Palm Technique,—— It’s like rubbish, please don’t even read it, since it’s an agreement, I’ve sent a letter to Fei Xiaozi, it’s a big matter, I want to send someone to escort the secret book, and the person who sent the book is you, he said I have admired you for a long time, you are very welcome, and I will definitely let you stay in Kongtong for a few more days."

Ying Tianchang said angrily: "You are also very neat in doing things, you cut it first and then play it, why are you asking a fart?"

"Where am I asking you? I was just telling you." Yan Fengyue snorted coldly. "Of course, it has nothing to do with Fei Hao, there is someone else who really wants to see you."

Ying Tianchang frowned and said, "Kongtong and I really have nothing to do with each other, not even half acquaintances."

Yan Fengyue said: "I didn't say that this person must know you. Kongtong is divided into eight sects, and this person is Chu Changliao, the head of the Qibing Sect. And the reason why he secretly sent me a letter to ask you to Going to Kongtong is for you to identify a person."

"Not at all. Who?"

"The head of the Duoming Gate, his surname is Wan and his name is Fang."

"The more I don't know each other!" Ying Tianchang became anxious, and the heels of his boots repeatedly crushed a piece of snow under his feet. "Since he said that, he thinks that Wan Fang has another identity?"

"Yes." Yan Fengyue said leisurely without looking at him. "He suspects that this person is Zhou Lingzi."

The silent fight under the plum tree is over.The wind has also stopped.The two stood facing each other, and the snow on the plum blossoms rustled.

"Good knife." Rowan said.This is not a compliment, but a plain exclamation.

Zhou Chenglin moved his lips, wanting to say a suitable word in response; but he couldn't think of a suitable word.

He didn't know how to describe Rowan's knife.

"Your knife is fast." Rowan said again. "The dagger is supposed to be this fast."

"But fast is not the only way out for the knife."

Zhou Chenglin reflexively wanted to argue, but he was still speechless!

"You paid 25 knives." Luo Wan said. "Your sword can only advance, not retreat. Is this your sword technique?"

Zhou Chenglin clenched his fists.The handle of the knife almost melted in his palm.

"A knife that does not seek victory is meaningless."

Rowan nodded.He didn't want to refute, and he didn't know how to refute.

"Who did you learn your sword from?"

"No one taught me." Zhou Chenglin shook his head. "I practiced it myself. In the beginning, I practiced swords. I also tried many other weapons. But now, I like knives the most."

He couldn't help but spout out a lot of words.After all, he is a child, even though he is very used to hiding his thoughts deep in his heart; once he has the opportunity, he is always eager to express it to others.

Rowan came over and grabbed his right hand from behind him.Zhou Chenglin's right hand holding the knife.The boy's right hand was as hot as coal, but Rowan's was cold and dry.

The boy almost trembled.He has missed the opportunity to resist.As long as Rowan thought about it, he could easily crush his arm.He didn't know why he thought this way, Rowan had no murderous intent or hostility, but he felt a completely controlled fear.The man's tall shadow completely covered him.He lowered his eyes almost obediently.

Rowan swung a knife with his hand.

Ying Tianchang laughed.

It was the kind of laugh he was used to.Over the years, he has consciously controlled himself, and no matter what he reacts to, he will first laugh with such an inexplicable meaning.Like gratification, but also like self-deprecating.Even Yan Fengyue couldn't hear anything valuable from such a laugh.

Yan Fengyue said: "You can actually laugh."

Ying Tianchang said: "Don't tell me to laugh, do I want to cry?

Yan Fengyue said: "I really want to see you cry."

"Maybe you will see it soon, don't give up hope." Ying Tianchang said, and laughed again, more naturally than before. "Although I want to scold you for making your own decisions, I can't make any better suggestions. I have to write this account down first. It's just that I've bothered you for two days, but now it's going to be a waste. Rowan will trouble you first. .you