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Just about to play an impromptu song for the guests who entered the door, the person who entered the door said: "There is no need to play the piano. It is me."

Standing at the door, Tranquility glanced at Shuang Ji's slender fingers with scars, her brows narrowed slightly, and a trace of sadness appeared in her heart.

Shuang Ji was taken aback when she heard the sound, she was both surprised and happy, she raised her eyes, but when she saw Yan Lingxi beside Ning Ningyuan, her eyes revealed deeper astonishment.

Yan Lingxi followed Tranquility into the house, and he said with a smile, "I feel like you are living a gentle and talented woman now, and you are moving Fengyang with art."

"Forget it." Shuang Ji stood up and closed the door, muttering softly, "I'm not living a happy life at all."

"Really?" Yan Lingxi sat down on the bench beside the piano table, while Ning Jingyuan stood by the window, taking a look at the scenery of Fengyang.

"The eleventh young master of the Yan family thinks it's interesting to make a group of stinky men happy every day?" Shuang Ji walked to the bed and sat down.

"To make men happy?" Yan Lingxi couldn't help frowning and fell silent.

"I heard that the disciples of Yunxuan Sect have always had a clean sleeve, and I am still wondering why Ning Shaoxia came to see me. It turns out that you, the Yan family, have the money bag." Shuang Ji flipped her fingers over and over to arrange the light red bed sheet, with a hint of tone in her tone. A hint of mockery.

"Ninth Sister." Yan Lingxi showed that sad expression for the first time, "Come home with me. Don't do these things anymore."

"I haven't heard this title for more than ten years, but it's a pity..." Shuang Ji smiled bleakly, "I have put Near Shuiyuan on the shelf for more than ten years, and now I just let go, but I am waiting for you."

Yan Lingxi got up and walked towards Shuangji, "It's not too late to make up for it." The latter raised her hand to signal her to stop, and then said: "There are many things in the world, if you decide to let go, then you really let go. Brother, you are tired Just let it go sooner.”

Ning Jingyuan spoke at this time: "Miss Shuangji, can you really not pick up the things you put down?"

Miss Shuangji smiled lightly: "Ning Shaoxia, do you know why the Yan family's generation only has two, three, nine, and eleven? Because of jealousy, Miss San poisoned all her subsequent biological brothers to death!"

"What." Surprise flashed across Ning Jingyuan's calm face, but Yan Lingxi smiled helplessly, seeming to agree with this statement.Tranquility looked at his pale face, thinking of what he talked about before, fortunately Yan Lingxi was not born in Yan's family, otherwise...

For a moment, the atmosphere froze, and Yan Lingxi felt a little lost. "Actually, Dad misses you very much, too."

"Don't lie to me. After all these years, he should have forgotten. Don't miss the past. I don't want to go back to that place." Shuang Ji said softly.

But suddenly there were random footsteps outside the door, mixed with the sound of quarreling, Ning Jingyuan pricked up his ears and heard: "Get out of the way, I must turn over Shuang Ji's cards tonight, and give as much money as you want!" Kicked away.

With a little apology and helplessness, the old bustard lowered her head and said to Ning Jingyuan and Yan Lingxi: "Master Ning, Master Yan, look, this..."

Tranquility glanced at Yan Lingxi, who shook his head and signaled, "Don't start a conflict."

A burly middle-aged man glanced at Ning and Yan with hostile eyes, and after seeing the black double cross pattern embroidered on Yan Lingxi's chest representing the Yan family, the hostility disappeared a lot.

But he still said unceremoniously: "I'll give you the money, let's go!" Then he took out a bag of silver from his pocket and threw it into Yan Lingxi's hands.

Yan Lingxi took the bag and glanced at Shuang Ji, her eyes seemed to be asking her for her last thoughts.Shuang Ji looked at him solemnly, and while she responded with farewell eyes, she also shook her head helplessly.

Yan Lingxi didn't hesitate anymore, turned the money in his hands, squinted at the middle-aged man, and said, "Let's go, Jingyuan."

"Ah."

The old bustard also let out a long sigh of relief, she has seen Ning Yuan's swordsmanship before, if there is a conflict, the whole Qingshuang Pavilion will be frozen into ice sculptures.The door closed, and the middle-aged man threw himself on the light red couch, looking a little tired.

"What song do you want to listen to tonight?" Shuang Ji asked softly, stroking his back.

Different from the aggressiveness just now, the tone of the middle-aged man became very gentle: "No need. You receive customers every day, and I want you to take a good rest now."

"Okay." Shuang Ji beat his back with both hands, leaned over and whispered: "When are we going to leave?"

"Tomorrow morning," he said.

The slender hand that was beating his back suddenly paused, and his tone was full of reluctance: "Are you in such a hurry?"

The middle-aged man was also helpless, "Your Majesty has decreed that we must gather at Yanmen Pass before March." But he changed the subject and said earnestly, "When Khitan is conquered, I will disarm and return to the field and take you with me."

Shuang Ji caressed the middle-aged man's broad hand and said, "Okay, I'll wait for you." Her eyes looked at the white Shuangyinqin in front of the table.

Qingshuang Street in Fengyang City is also extremely lively, especially during the night market.It's a pity that Ning Jingyuan is not good at chatting, and Yan Lingxi is a little absent-minded, so that the two walked in the bustling street in vain without saying a word to each other.

"Selling sugar balls, here are delicious sugar balls!" The voice of the street vendor came to my ears, which seemed to be from the east of the country.

Tranquility stopped silently, and pointed to the candied haws-shaped thing in front of the vendor.It seems that in Hedong, this thing is called a sugar ball.

Yan Lingxi was still walking in a trance, probably thinking about the current situation, completely unaware that the people beside him had stopped.

"Master Eleven." A candy ball was handed over, red in color.

Yan Lingxi was taken aback for a moment, and when he looked up, he saw Ning Jingyuan's elegant and peaceful face. "Eat." The tone was flat, but it made him feel a rare warmth.

"Thank you. In fact, just call me Lingxi or Shishi." Yan Lingxi took the sugar ball, stared at it for a while, reflecting the lights of thousands of houses around, and said, "I seemed to like eating this thing when I was young." Son." After saying that, he took a light bite.

"Really." Tranquility glanced at him indifferently, "You are called a ghost, why did you lose your mind just now?"

"Because the defeat has already been decided." Yan Lingxi was helpless, "Father is the best piano, chess, calligraphy and painting in his life, and the piano is the first, and Jinshuiyuan is his favorite piano."

"Then, grab it back?" Ning Jingyuan suddenly had an idea.The third miss of the Yan family is cautious, and she will never give up her piano before she gets the position of Patriarch.

"Huh?" Yan Lingxi was taken aback, then shook his head, "I know that the third sister is cautious, so she must not have presented the qin yet. But I have already found out that she put 340 two qins with the same appearance together with Jinshuiyuan Put it in the Qixuan Pavilion of the Yan family. Leaving aside the fact that there are people from the Moying Department guarding the Qixuan Pavilion, even if we enter it, can we find the near water abyss in a short time?"

"Indeed, we can't. But there is one person who can." The corner of Ning Jingyuan's mouth suddenly rose.

"Who? Oh..." Yan Lingxi understood after a short while, and he said with some seriousness: "Jingyuan, you have to know before you go. Maybe we will go here, and we will never return."

"why?"

"Because of the Changyuan formation. Except for the Du family, no one in the world has passed through this formation alive." There was no joke in Yan Lingxi's solemn eyes.

"Then do you understand the Changyuan Formation?"

"Absolutely not."

"It's okay, I'll just go in by myself then." Ning Jingyuan finished speaking calmly, looked up at the dark night sky, and the stars were reflected in the deep blue eyes.

"Give up your life to accompany a gentleman... I can't say that." Yan Lingxi smiled a little bit disappointed, ate the sugar ball in his hand, and then said quietly: "However, it's better to see you off for a ride." No worries."

On the seventh day of March in the spring of the 24th year of Kaiyuan, the deputy commander-in-chief of the Hebei Marching Army divided his troops into two groups at the fork in Bailang Mountain to pursue the retreating Khitan army.On the ninth day of the lunar new year, the Eastern Route Army took the lead in attacking the Yelang Fortress of White Wolf Mountain, and the observation team jointly formed by the Wulin Alliance and Jiang Yuelou also accompanied the army.

"This place feels like an empty city." The general of the Eastern Route Army stepped into the city, only to see nothing but the broken arrows left by their first round of arrow rain.Most of the things in the city have already been demolished, not even the firewood on the roof and the stove in the firewood house.

"It seems that he was afraid of my coming and fled." Cheng Tianya, who was still wearing a gold-painted black round-neck robe, glanced at the rags around him, showing disdain in his eyes.

"..." Ye Fengting didn't say a word. Earlier, he proposed to the general to bypass this place for fear of an ambush, but it was not accepted.As a result, he doesn't want to say anything now.Walking on the central avenue in the city, looking around at the surrounding facilities along the way, he suddenly stopped.

The members of Jiangyuelou behind him quickly asked: "What's the matter, landlord?" Ye Fengting had already been established as the new Jiangyuelouzhu before he left for the expedition. thing.

"There seems to be something shining." Ye Fengting stared at a thatched hut with no roof and only an empty shelf on his right.

"Hmph, suspicious." Cheng Tianya snorted coldly, and continued to walk forward with the team. When his eyes passed over a ruin on his left, he also noticed something glowing. "Huh?" His sword eyebrows were slightly raised, and he noticed the same thing as Ye Fengting.

"Central Plains people, arrogant and arrogant." Without warning, a seductive female voice sounded from all around the empty city, but it was unclear from which direction it came from.

"Who is it!" the general of the Eastern Route Army shouted loudly. It turned out that there was a graceful and enchanting red back in front of the team, with long black hair falling behind his head, holding a long sword in his snow-white and slender hand. There is a three-inch hexagonal mirror embedded in the front and back of the jaw of the long sword.

She didn't turn around, but continued to say: "Little girl Lingjiu. My lords, you have come all the way to White Wolf Mountain, why don't you go back." The voice was so charming that people's ears were so soft that they even lost their senses.

"This lady is very annoying!" Cheng Tianya raised his arm and pushed away everyone including the general in front of him, raised his left hand, and a pale mist appeared in the shape of a sword in his left hand.

"In this case, let you stay here forever!" He has never been a person who has never understood pity and pity. Cracked by the impact of pale sword energy, forming a gully several feet deep, pointing directly at Ling Jiu in red.

"The people of the Yan family are so strong."

"Under this power, everything will be smashed to pieces."

"Hey, it's a pity for this beauty."

The soldiers were all talking.

"Boom!" The sword energy exploded with a loud noise, rolling up countless smoke and dust.Cheng Tianya squinted his eyes, and didn't feel that he had succeeded.Sure enough, Ling Jiu was unscathed and still faced everyone with his back standing.And the thatched hut closest to her seemed to have withstood the blow just now, and the frame of the house made of the remaining shingles was completely shattered to slag after that.

"Cheng Tianya. If I'm not mistaken, your attack seems to have been bounced off by something." A trace of surprise flashed across Ye Fengting's empty eyes. He stood behind Cheng Tianya and reminded him. At the same time, he frowned slightly, as if Thinking about something.

"Oh." He then chuckled, but there was no sense of relief on his face, "So it was the mirror that was shining just now. It seems that we have completely fallen into an ambush."