Sword cuts mountains and rivers

Ye Wanqing didn't think too much at this time, he was just a poor ghost, what could he lie to?

He packed up his things and went to Wangyue Peak. The disciples of Wangyue Peak were also divided. He seemed to be with Cen You and the others, separated by a wall.

The disciple who led him in briefly introduced the rules of Mochizuki Peak to him, and also introduced him to the disciple after arriving at the Jiange.

"Junior Brother Ye, you are a big celebrity now. You have condensed your sword energy at the age of 19, only one year later than Xiao Junlan. Everyone in the peak is telling you that you will be the next Senior Brother Xiao."

Ye Wanqing replied very politely, "Senior brother is ridiculous, it's just luck, I rarely get together on weekdays."

"Junior Brother Ye is too polite. When you came to our place, you didn't expect that there is only one position left, so you can take it for a month."

Ye Wanqing glanced at it, it was in the corner, and he replied, "Brother Lao is concerned, this position is good."

The disciple who took him was Shen Que, the chief of the Jiange here, and he took his own things to his place.He ignored the sizing up of the passing disciples.

His tablemate didn't come over, but he saw Crane City here, and Crane City was the senior brother who did the mission with him last time.Crane City greeted him, and leaned over to whisper a few words to him.

"Junior Brother Ye, you are not very lucky, and you became classmates with this kid, be careful that he cheats you out of money."

"Also, there are trials here every month, you have to hurry up and get familiar with them, the rhythm will be much faster than Waifeng."

Ye Wanqing wrote it down, he thanked Hecheng, and now he has time to look at his tablemate.The first impression is that things are messy, there is not even a book on the table, there are some ghostly symbols on the paper, he saw a word for "wine" on it, and a "fool", followed by a number twenty.

At first he didn't understand what it meant, and he thought he shouldn't pry into the privacy of the other party. Until the elder arrived, his deskmate arrived late.

The young man was wearing an ordinary disciple's robe, and his appearance was handsome. Even if he just met those eyes, he felt a little familiar. What's more, when this man spoke, his voice was exactly the same as that of the emotional master in Lengshan Pavilion that day.

"Hey, Crane City, can you lend me the classics from the previous day?"

There was a pause in the speech, maybe Ye Wanqing's gaze was too obvious, the young man turned his head, the two looked at each other, a trace of surprise flashed in the young man's eyes.

"Are you a new disciple?"

Ye Wanqing was sure that the other party recognized him, and pretended not to know him here. There were classics on his desk, and the young man asked him to borrow classics very familiarly.

"Junior Brother Ye, I recognize you. You are the rumored genius of Waifeng. My name is Xiao Buyi. We will be classmates from now on. We must work hard together."

"Senior Brother Xiao?" Ye Wanqing asked casually, "Senior Brother Xiao looked familiar the first time I saw him. Brother Xiao is very similar to a person I have met. I wonder if Brother Xiao has heard of the emotional master from Lengshan Pavilion. .”

As she said that, Ye Wanqing glanced at the word "fool" on the paper, and realized at this moment that those two words were obviously referring to him.

"Hey...my good junior brother," Xiao Buyi immediately admitted his cowardice, moved closer to cover his mouth, and lowered his voice, "Please forgive me, I was just released from the confinement room two days ago."

"See if this works. I'll refund you five taels of silver. It's my fault. I've reformed myself and promised to be a good man."

"Please do me a favor and forgive senior brother this time. Senior brother promises that he will never do business with you again... Junior brother Ye is so considerate, can you borrow the classics from senior brother?"

The corners of Ye Wanqing's lips tightened, she had never seen such a thick skin, Xiao Buyi smiled and said, "Junior Brother Ye, if you don't speak, I will take it as your consent."

"You..." Ye Wanqing moved her fingertips slightly, but she didn't stop her hair until the end, and then he watched helplessly as his new deskmate copied the classics onto paper with lightning speed.

The elder arrived in a short while, called Ye Wanqing's name once, and then began to give a lecture.Ye Wanqing glanced at the classics, and found that the page that Xiao Buyi copied was exactly what the elder said.

Adhering to not being nosy, he didn't ask, but Xiao Buyi took the initiative to come over and chat with him.

"Junior Brother Ye, are you curious? I lost my senior's classics earlier, and the ones sold at Lengshan Pavilion are too expensive, so my senior is reluctant to buy them. If you don't mind, can I read them with my senior?"

Ye Wanqing: "..."

He refused, touching the pages of his book with his fingertips. After the whole class passed, the people beside him fell asleep in the second half of the class.

"Xiao Buyi, you have to sleep and get out."

Xiao Buyi immediately raised his head, stretched out a hand, responded with a sound, and then left directly.

The disciples around seemed to have gotten used to it, and Ye Wanqing was dumbfounded. If he remembered correctly, there seemed to be a trial every month at Moonwatching Peak, and if he couldn't pass it, he would be eliminated immediately.

This person can pass the test every time?

As if guessing what he was thinking, Hecheng told him after the class, "He is also a legend of Moon-Watching Peak, every time he can accurately step on the last one or two eliminated, we all suspect that this kid did it on purpose. Maybe I'm hiding my clumsiness."

"Junior Brother Ye, don't learn from him."

Ye Wanqing responded, he practiced sword in the Jiange in the afternoon, and when it was almost over, he saw someone from a distance, and saw Xiaojunlan through the crowd.

Cen You and Nie Hongyu followed behind, Xiao Junlan didn't know what to say to them, then turned his gaze and landed on him.

It was almost time, Ye Wanqing put away the sword, he came to Xiao Junlan's side, and called "Senior brother".

Cen You: "Third brother, are you sure you won't go there?"

Nie Hongyu had a half-smile, "Third brother now has Ruanxiang, how can he care about us?"

"I won't go today." After Xiao Junlan explained, his eyes fell on Ye Wanqing's fingertips, and today he made a cut with his sword practice.

"How did you get your hands?" Xiao Junlan held his hand, he felt a little uncomfortable, the two people beside him were still there, staring at him sullenly.

It was as if he had kidnapped the third brother of the two.

Xiao Junlan also noticed something, turned her head and gave Cen You a neutral look, Cen You's expression was obviously not very good.

"Then let's go back first, third brother, you have to think about what we said."

The two turned around and left. Ye Wanqing was led by Xiao Junlan, and he broke away after a while, "Brother, there are still people here, and they will be seen soon."

Xiao Junlan rubbed his fingertips and cast a spell on his wound, and the wound healed soon.

"So what if you see it."

"I...I'm thinking for senior brother," Ye Wanqing glanced at Xiao Junlan, "If senior brother doesn't care, I naturally don't care either."

Xiao Junlan didn't mention this matter, but asked, "How is Xiao Wan doing in Jiange today, but I'm getting used to it."

"There is not much difference between the two sides, except that the speed of the elders' lectures on classics is faster, and the practice of swords...the disciples here are very good."

Most of them looked so hard-working, he was ashamed of himself.

"Some classics don't know, can you tell me about it when you go back?"

Xiao Junlan said "Okay", saying that he was explaining the classics to him, and when he went back and talked about it, he entered Xiaojunlan's arms, and was pressed by Xiaojunlan in his arms and kissed so hard that he couldn't breathe.

His legs were a little weak, and he was holding Xiao Junlan's clothes in Xiaojunlan's arms. Xiaojunlan was gentle and gentle, but when he kissed him, his movements were very strong and domineering, leaving no room for him to struggle.

The classic book in Ye Wanqing's hand dropped, and there was a faint movement on the soft carpet. His waist was supported, and Xiao Junlan helped him pick up the classic book.

After that, he didn't have any thoughts on the classics. After concentrating for a while, he was interrupted by Xiao Junlan, who rubbed the corner of his lips with his fingertips, and the meaning of his voice was unclear.

"Xiao Wan read more books, if you look at me like this again, I won't be able to bear it."

Ye Wanqing quickly looked away, he finished asking about the classics he didn't understand, and rested in the main hall at night.

In the evening, Xiaojunlan would soak in the cold spring for an hour. He practiced calligraphy during this hour. At night, Xiaojunlan received a sound transmission, and then he got up and left.

He opened his eyes in a daze, and knew that Xiao Junlan had not slept the whole time, and that his cultivation had reached a certain level, and it was not a problem to meditate all day long.

Xiao Junlan leaned over and touched his eyebrows, "Xiao Wan, there is a situation in Kyushu, I have to go there, and I will be back later."

He gave a vague "hmm", and then grabbed Xiao Junlan's robe, "When will senior brother come back?"

"Within two or three days."

Ye Wanqing felt a chill on her side, and she had already left, and he was no longer sleepy, got off the bed and was just about to go out, when he reached the door, he heard Xiao Junlan's voice.

I don't know who I'm talking to, but my voice sounds softer than usual.

"Sake... don't be afraid, the third brother will go back soon."

"Does it hurt? I know... I miss you."

Although Xiaojunlan's tone was very patient and gentle, Ye Wanqing could still see that Xiaojunlan was very anxious.

He was standing by the door, thinking about the word "sake" that Xiao Junlan wrote on the red strip that day, thinking this way, he accidentally touched the door and made a slight movement.

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