Tianying

In low irrigation, a burst of Haloxylon.Ye Ying stood in front of the door, looked at Ye Hui, but didn't seem to be looking: "There is someone."

Ye Hui didn't dare to answer the question: "How is it possible? Hidden Sword Villa was on alert a few months ago..." Ye Ying waved his hand to tell him to shut up.A pair of slender distant mountain eyebrows are slightly frowned, as if dyed with black color, the mountains are dark and cloudy.He closed his eyes and was silent for a moment again - Ye Hui guessed that he was listening.

"There is someone." Ye Ying had already confirmed it, she stopped wasting time with Ye Hui in useless verbal arguments, passed Ye Hui, and went straight out.

He didn't seem to be walking fast, but when Ye Hui remembered that he had to keep up, he struggled to follow, and shouted at the bright yellow figure from a distance: "Brother—" He pursed his lips and stopped shouting Now, follow Ye Ying wholeheartedly.

Ye Ying walked halfway, suddenly jumped on her toes, and was already in mid-air in an instant. The hidden sword was fully unfurled, and it swept across the air. The phantom of the golden giant sword lit up half of the night sky. The sleeves of the clothes fluttered, and the sword left the sheath, like a fairy among gods.

Ye Hui knew that the situation had changed, and it might have been very urgent - so that Ye Ying could start her light work and hurry.Ye Hui wished that he could have two more legs, but unfortunately he was not good at martial arts, so he could only watch the golden figure get farther and farther away anxiously, as if stepping back into the moon: "—Brother!"

In the dark night, the sound of wind distorts.

Ye Ying had used her lightness kung fu to the extreme, and rushed towards the attic where the "Broken Star" sword was placed. Along the way, a strong wind swept away the remnants of the lotus, and the flowers and leaves fell.

Others did not hear, he heard.

He has practiced swordsmanship since he was a child, and in the sword is the beautiful landscape of the hidden sword villa, where the cold comes and the summer goes.On top of the Four Seasons swordsmanship, the realm of "Tao Sword" is faintly felt.

So in that corner, he knows exactly what kind of wind should blow, how the grass should grow, and when the flowers should first bloom.There was a strange wind in the attic, and he could hear it clearly when he closed his eyes.

someone.

not good!

At first, the people there just walked tentatively, but then they became more courageous, and their hands were about to touch the handle of Broken Star's sword.Listening to the sound of the wind, Ye Ying had already sketched out a complete picture in her mind. As the thief approached step by step, but no one came to stop her, Ye Ying's usual speed was too smooth. slow.

Fortunately, at this time, the familiar outline of the attic was revealed from the shadow of the dark night forest. Ye Ying stepped on the railing and jumped directly into the second floor where the sword was placed, regardless of the stunned expression of the disciple guarding the door. , raised the sword, the three-foot cold light illuminated the night sky, and also caught the eyes of the disciples who hid the sword; when the sword edge fell, a fierce golden sword energy had smashed the fragile wooden door!

A loud noise echoed in the hidden sword villa, and it lingered for a long time.The Tibetan sword disciples were still staring at the shattered door in a daze, but Ye Ying had already stooped in with a pile of debris on the ground.

It was quiet inside the door, Broken Star was still placed on the platform in the middle of the house, looking around, everything seemed to be normal.Ye Ying raised her eyebrows, closed her eyes, and slashed at the open space of the room with the sword in her hand!

When the awakened martial arts practitioners came following this unusual movement, they saw a very young man in a bright yellow cumbersome formal gown, with a sword in his palm that was unparalleled, golden sword energy overflowing, and beside him were two A black shadow, two black shadows with white hoods, and four scimitars all attacked the man in strange ways one after another.

I don't know who cried out in surprise: "It's the Mingjiao protector! - It's the Mingjiao who came to grab the sword!" There was a lot of commotion for a while, and the crowd seemed to be boiling. With a knife, he buckled the plum blossom dart with a hidden weapon, but no one dared to be the first to make a move!

Mingjiao's invincible prestige in the arena is too heavy.A technique that can hide one's body, two deadly scimitars, and disarms that are impossible to guard against... Everyone held their breath and opened their eyes wide to see the man on the field.

"Who is he?" Gradually someone felt something was wrong: "Who is he?" There was a rustling in the crowd again, this question spread from the front of the crowd to the periphery, and no one could answer it!

Who is he?

Who is this man who fights against the two great dharma kings alone?

Just at this moment, the wind from a masked Mingjiao scimitar cut off the hair on the man's forehead.That corner of the plum blossoms was as red as fire, as red as scorching, as if it was burning in full bloom.

"Ye Ying!" Someone called out the name.Some people gradually noticed: the bright yellow robe, the sword, the plum blossom seal on the forehead...

It is the young owner of Hidden Sword Villa, Ye Ying!Become famous at fourteen, Ye Ying, who was once praised by Aunt Gongsun as "has reached the realm of Daojian"!

At this moment, Ye Hui finally arrived, and blurted out: "Brother!", which further confirmed the conjectures of the people around him.

Hidden Sword Villa actually produced such a talent!

At this time, the scene on the field changed suddenly.Mingjiao threw out something, Ye Ying turned her head to avoid it, but another Mingjiao reached out to the front of the stage and cut off the shackles - Broken Star's soft moan made everyone's scalps go numb!Mingjiao had already stretched out his hand to hold the sword, turned to the night outside the window and fled.

Ye Ying looked sullen, and with a wave of her long sleeves, she retracted her sword and landed.He faced the crowd, and everyone was shocked by his appearance - I had heard that the Young Master of Hidden Sword Villa was young and handsome, but I didn't expect that he could be so handsome!

Standing with a sword behind his back, the man is tall and thin, with wide sleeves and wide wind, a golden crown and jade hairpin, black hair, a face as white as the first snow, and eyes as black as midnight.The plum blossoms on the forehead are like a burning flame in the heart.

His eyes fell on the crowd, and he glanced over again. He didn't say anything, and went straight past the crowd—the crowd also automatically parted a way for him.He held the sword and wore his long robe, stepped over the half-destroyed threshold, and walked downstairs without turning his head, as if he had just taken a walk, and now it was time to go back.

After the aftermath, Ye Hui was apologetic and trying to smooth things over for everyone. Since he lost the "Broken Star", the famous sword meeting would naturally fail.While he was thinking about how to compensate the people who came from afar, he also had to deal with all kinds of questions about Ye Ying, and he was very busy.

But these have nothing to do with Ye Ying.All the fierceness and attacking edge on him were like a small wave breaking into the deep sea. After a few ups and downs, it disappeared and disappeared into the deep sea without any waves.

His back seemed to dissolve into the night, and his steps were always slow and calm.His eyes also began to empty, not paying attention to the things in front of him.Until someone hurriedly ran over from another section of the path: "Master Ye! Ye Ying! —— Ah Ying!"

He reached out to grab the man as he passed by.

Hands full of cold armor.

The man turned his head impatiently, and immediately changed his joyful expression: "Master Ye!"

Chapter Four

When Li Chengen heard the sound of cracking wood that shattered the silence of the night, he wanted to come immediately.But the road was delayed by something, and when he finally got out and rushed over, it was already too late.

Fortunately, I met Ye Ying here.

This young owner who he met once when he was a child - is now the owner of the owner. Roughly speaking, they haven't seen each other for almost ten years.

When Li Chengen received the call letter for the Tibetan Sword and Famous Sword Conference, he suddenly remembered the little black-haired and thin figure kneeling on the bluestone board alone.He caressed the gilded emblem on the Xuelang paper, and the word "Ye Ying" was written right below it. The brushwork was vigorous and powerful. When the word "Ying" was stroked, the end was slightly heavier, and some ink stains blurred on the snow-white paper.

Li Chengen vaguely remembered that his name was Ye Ying.

Suddenly laughed.

This child, he is already the owner of the villa.

These years have been busy with trifles and mundane affairs, taking over the leadership, formulating battles, reviewing, and dealing with courtiers with ulterior motives... It seems that he has long forgotten the matter of abducting the young owner of the family when he was 12 years old.However, all of this suddenly became clearer and gradually appeared in his eyes as the subordinate handed over a letter of gilt and neatly placed in an embossed and carved sandalwood box.

Talking to himself, the young man looked thin and thin, but he could be hugged firmly with a stretch of his arms. He had black eyes and long black hair... auspicious feathers, with broken ends and scars, was Ye Ying.

Some things don’t matter when you don’t think about them, but once you think about them, you can’t help but think about them. The more you think about them, the more you feel like claws scratching your heart, and the itchiness and pain take over.

I wonder if he is still so taciturn?

He found that he was looking forward to seeing the boy he met by chance when he was young.

It's obviously just a one-sided relationship.

In his spare time, he likes to take out the delicate invitation card and play with it repeatedly in his hand, thinking about that young man and his quiet profile.The usually trivial time is filled with memories about the teenager one by one, brewing bit by bit, the wine is him, the aroma of the wine is what he imagined, and he is now.

It wasn't until he wiped away all the inscribed ink, that it was finally the day of departure.

When he arrived at Hidden Sword Villa, he learned that Ye Ying was retreating.

...Retreat.

After all, he still didn't give up, and asked Ye Hui who was in charge of the overall situation.

Unsurprisingly, the answer was the same.He was a little disappointed, and also a little relieved for no reason—probably because his long-awaited wish had come to nothing, and he felt a sense of loss and relief for a moment.

so be it.

It's just a one-sided relationship.

He is no longer that young and frivolous boy who dares to say anything.He is the leader of Tiance Mansion, the backbone of Datang, and all the things he provokes are all