The warm sun of the invincible east

Walking out of the basement, Yang Lian looked at the four Jiangnan friends guarding the door, his heart was at peace, he supported his body with his sword, and smiled lightly, "Why, the four of you haven't slept yet?"

Dan Qingsheng clasped his fists at Yang Lian expressionlessly and said, "Mr. Yang is not asleep yet." The four of them knew who the person in the cell was, and naturally understood that the leader would not kill this person, but they didn't expect to be killed by him. Yang Lian, who was trusted by the leader, actually did such a thing. Was it his own intention, or did the leader change his mind?

Huang Zhonggong glanced at Yang Lian, walked quickly into the cell, and came out after a while, his face pale, "That man, that man is dead."

The expressions of the other three friends changed when they heard the words. The leader said that he wanted them to guard this important person, but he didn't say that he should die.

Hei Hei Zi, one of the four friends, said angrily, "Boss Yang, what do you mean?!" He already had killing intent in his eyes, "The leader didn't give the order to kill the people in the cell, why did you do that? Intentions?"

Yang Lian's face remained unchanged, as if he had done nothing wrong at all, "Why, you suspect that I am acting on my own, and the leader trusts me or you? Besides, if I didn't have an order, why would I do this to me? I have nothing to gain from it?"

The four of them heard the words and thought about it carefully. The leader's trust in Yang Lian is something that the whole church knows, and the leader prefers this person in many things. What's more, Yang Lian really has no reason to kill the person in the cell. , Could it be that this is really what the leader meant?

"You just have to doubt it, I will rush back to Yangzhou tomorrow, there are still things waiting for me to deal with in the sect, if you don't believe it, how about letting someone accompany me back to the sect leader?"

Dan Qingsheng saw that Yang Lian's expression did not seem to be fake, after thinking for a while, he said, "This subordinate is willing to go with Manager Yang."

Yang Lian remembered that Dan Qingsheng was good at martial arts, especially good at wielding a sword, so he thought he had got a free bodyguard, so he nodded and went back to his room to sleep. After the matter was over, he was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief and have a good night's sleep.

Waking up in the morning, Yang Lian only felt a splitting headache, but thinking that Sang Sanniang and Elder Mo were still waiting in Hangzhou, Dongfang was probably worried about himself all the time during the teaching, so he sat up on his back, tidied up his clothes and went out. Dan Qingsheng guarded outside his door.

He understood Dan Qingsheng's worry. After all, if he escaped, things would be troublesome later on.

Dan Qingsheng saw that Yang Lian's face was pale, he thought it was because he didn't sleep well, the two of them clasped their fists and said politely, got up after breakfast, along the way, although Dan Qingsheng was extremely guarded against Yang Lian, he was very polite, and the itinerary was very smooth. Cooperating with Yang Lian's physical strength, the two occasionally talked about fine wines and famous painters from various places, and the atmosphere was not bad.

Yang Lian knew that he might have a mild concussion. Although there was nothing wrong with it, it was just going to hurt for a few days. In addition, he was busy on the road, which made the feeling even more uncomfortable.In the end, I could only barely ignore the pain by talking with Dan Qingsheng non-stop, and I could survive by reciting Dongfang at night.

Along the way, Yang Lian's attitude was very cooperative, and Dan Qingsheng's attitude towards him became better and better. When he reached a mountain road, Dan Qingsheng jumped off his horse, turned around and said to Yang Lian, "Director Yang, this mountain road is extremely dangerous. If you ride a horse, you may fall into the mountain stream, so it is better to dismount and walk."

Yang Lian took a look at the steep path, and dismounted as well. He didn't take this path when he came, so he asked curiously, "Is this the shortcut?"

Dan Qingsheng nodded, "Crossing this mountain is the boundary of Yangzhou."

Yang Lian looked at this steep mountain, who can tell him why there is such a high mountain near Yangzhou?Rubbing the throbbing forehead, he forced a smile, "So that's how it is."

Sometimes taking a shortcut is a sign of trouble for himself. When Yang Lian climbed to the top of the mountain panting and staggering, he saw more than 20 people wearing black clothes in broad daylight standing on the road, and the murderous look on their bodies was very clear. The object they want to kill should be themselves.

These people didn't follow the popular martial arts drama route, for example, a series of my masters, how, how, how, how, how, how, how, how, how, how, how, how, how, how, how, how, how, how, how, how, how, how, how, how, how, how, how, how, how, how, how, how, how, how, how, how, how, how, how, how, how, how, how, how, how, how, how, how, how, and how are you, who are not up to date.

Yang Lian hurriedly drew his sword to meet him. When he saw someone else's sword being cut off by himself, he once again sighed that weapons are still very important.

The martial arts of the visitor is obviously not low, and his moves are fierce. Although Yang Lian has a strong martial arts assistant, under this powerful siege, he was hacked several times by himself. Fortunately, he had a soft armor to protect him. Injuried.

These people also seemed to see that there was something tricky about him, and later they focused on his lower body and neck. Yang Lian couldn't take it anymore, and fought and retreated, and was forced to the edge of a cliff.

Seeing this, Dan Qingsheng knew that the situation was not good, so he stabbed the man in black to death with his sword, and wanted to help Yang Lian, but he was stopped by someone again before taking two steps. He was startled, the target of these people Apparently it wasn't him, but Yang Lian, who wasn't very strong in martial arts.Thinking of this, he stared at Yang Lian, and there were five men in black besieging Yang Lian, and Yang Lian had been stabbed several times on his arm, blood was oozing out, and it was extremely difficult to deal with it.

Yang Lian had never complained so much about Yang Lianting's failure to practice martial arts like now. The five people around him were all stronger than him in every martial arts, and their moves were deadly. The one who wanted to kill him so much and knew his itinerary must be someone in the sect.

Xiang Wentian? !Yang Lianxin only felt a chill in his left leg, before he could react, his body seemed to lean back, and what he heard was Dan Qingsheng's terrified voice.

"Director Yang."

The feeling of being suspended in the air was not pleasant. He suddenly remembered that he used to play Soaring to the Clouds. The strong sense of weightlessness was not as uncomfortable as it is now. Many things flashed through Yang Lian's mind, and in the end only the girl in red was left, Figure standing in the snow.

He promised Dongfang to celebrate the New Year together.And next year's monthly salary, I don't know if I can hand it over to Dongfang.

I can't hear anything in my ears, only the whistling wind, I try my best to open my eyes, looking at the gray sky, there are snowflakes falling into my eyes, which melt and flow out of my eyes, like tears, and he will accompany Dongfang all his life, never leave, never leave, To grow old together.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I am in the division of the law of the cliff in three years and four months ~~~ ~~~~~~~

Fireworks in March, beautiful flowers, beautiful people and delicious wine, many picturesque boats float on the water of West Lake, literati recite poems on the lake in arty style, taste wine and chat.There are also people in the martial arts who love to be romantic, and they abandon swords and swords to make tea and drink wine.

On the shore of the West Lake, a teahouse is extremely lively. If someone walks in, they will find that there are no beautiful ladies singing songs, and no jugglers to attract customers. Put a fan and a pot of tea and sit on it and tell interesting stories about the world.

"It was lightning and thunder that night, and the people in the Zhang family were ineffective. Guess who saved them in the end?" The old man stroked his beard, took a sip of tea, and listened to the tea guests below guess.

"Shaolin Temple?" "Huashan School?" "Songshan School?"

"Official servant?" "Could it be some hidden master?"

"Sun Moon God Sect?" As soon as the voice came out, no one guessed again, and the teahouse was so quiet that there was no sound at all.

"Crack!" The old man knocked on the gavel, pointed at the young man in common clothes with his fan, and said, "This little brother is right, the one who saved their family is the Sun Moon God Sect. How can you be the leader of the Sun Moon God Sect?" You all know, right? Dongfang Bubai is young and handsome, with strong martial arts skills. Wearing a red dress, I don’t know how many girls in the Jianghu have been fascinated. But since the leader of Dongfang dismissed the seven wives four years ago, he has never been close to a woman. Do you know why? "

"Old man Wang, your news is too old. I heard that the Sun Moon God Sect helped the drought in the north last month. How long ago did your family's affairs happen?" A burly man booed, " I also heard that the leader of the Sun Moon God Sect has come to Jiangnan, have you heard of this news?"

Old man Wang was not annoyed by being robbed by the big man, he opened the paper fan, shook his head twice, then shook his head and said, "The leader of the East has been going to the south of the Yangtze River these few years. No one knows the news, but you know why he Do you want to go to Jiangnan?"

"There are many beauties in the south of the Yangtze River, of course it's to see the beauties," several tea guests booed.

The old man snapped his fan shut, with a mysterious look, "What do you know, there are so many people in God's sect, and they still worry about not being able to see the beauties, not to mention that the Eastern leader is so majestic, and he has to see the beauties by himself, but the old man heard that I got a secret, I'm sure you haven't heard it, do you want to know?"

The crowd booed again, apparently not interested in the secret of this celebrity at 01:30.

Old man Wang stroked his beard and looked at the tea guests with a smile, but he didn't speak.

The tea guests had no choice but to take out their money and throw it on the stage. When they saw that they were almost there, old man Wang took a sip of tea and continued, "Do you know that there was a handsome head manager of the Sun Moon God Sect more than three years ago?"

"The Sun Moon God Sect has the position of chief executive, why haven't we heard of it?" Someone asked in puzzlement.

Old man Wang was still smiling, stroking his gray beard and continuing to talk.

At the entrance of the teahouse, a man in red brought a few men and women dressed as martial arts people into the teahouse, and saw that the teahouse was very lively.

"This Director Yang is a master in the teaching. Who knows that his life will not last long. He was plotted against by a traitor more than three years ago and fell under the cliff. After so many years, he has not even found his body. Some people say he He fell into the river below the mountain and was washed away by the water, and some people said that he was eaten by wolves, tigers and leopards, but no one has seen him again for so many years, and the Eastern Hierarch went to Jiangnan for this person all these years."

"Teach..." A heroic middle-aged woman looked at the man in red worriedly. Over the years, the name Yang Lian had almost become a taboo in the sect, and no one dared to mention it.

That's right, this man in red is the Dongfang Bubai that old man Wang said. He looked at the old man on the stage with a blank expression, and sat down on the empty table next to him with a flick of his robe. He glanced at Sang Sanniang, " Since you are here to listen to books and drink tea, what are you doing standing up?"

"This Yang Lian is dressed in white, with a handsome appearance and a noble character. According to this old man, apart from the four words of gentle and jade, there is no other word that can match him..."

Dongfang Bubai tightened his grip on the teacup, turned his head and looked out the window, it was a good time for a hundred flowers to bloom, now that three cold winters had passed, and the person who said he would accompany him during the New Year was nowhere to be found.

In a daze, the teacup shattered into ashes, and the tea wetted my hands.

Sang Sanniang and Tong Baixiong's expressions changed, but they didn't say anything more. If after all these years they still don't understand what's going on between the leader and Yang Lian, they are really out of their minds.

Dongfang Bubai stood up, "Let's go."

Until the group left, the old man on the stage was still telling stories, "You don't know, but the Eastern Hierarch trusts and likes Director Yang very much, and said that that day..."

The green stone road beside the West Lake was crowded with pedestrians, Dongfang Bubai, who was dressed in red, stood out in the crowd, and women passing by couldn't help but look at him more.

On the lake, a painting boat slowly approached the shore. In the cabin, a man in white was holding a teacup with a relaxed smile on his face. He finally returned to this place.

There was a knife mark on the left hand of the man in white who was holding the teacup. It seemed that time had passed and the wound could not be healed.