Sword cuts mountains and rivers

The son of the Cen family is a dude, and he is following the adopted son of the Xiao family. As we all know, the third son of the Xiao family is Xiao Junlan, the adopted son of the Xiao family. It is not difficult to guess the identity of the other party behind the screen.

After Ye Wanqing drank three glasses of wine, double images appeared in front of her eyes. Asking him to toast was obviously trying to embarrass him on purpose.

He had heard many names of Xiao Junlan in the market place, but now people are only a screen away from him, he has no interest in seeing the real deity, he just stands there in a daze.

On weekdays, I only heard of Xiao Junlan's fame in Kyushu, a young genius, but I had never heard of Xiao Junlan's temper, and I didn't know what his temper was like.

Changing Meng Yi's kneeling time from one day and one night to the end of the banquet, he did things thoughtfully, and gained a reputation for being kind, naturally he has a lot of thoughts, but I don't know if he is really kind.

"If Big Brother Lan is willing to forgive you, then let's forget about it. I can't save Third Brother's face."

Cen You spoke lightly, but there was no movement behind the screen.

The wine was poured again, Ye Wanqing was holding the wine glass, he just realized that the person in the main seat obviously doesn't like to be in contact with others, otherwise there is no need to use a screen to block it, he will probably be annoying if he passes by.

Ye Wanqing raised his eyelids and took a look. The monks present were obviously waiting to see a good show. Holding his wine glass, Fang stood up, and a gentle voice sounded from behind the screen.

The voice is a little low, which is not inconsistent with the description of low magnetism. It is like spring water in a deep pool in the mountains, and it is like the mellow sound of a guqin with heavy strings.

"Cen You, don't embarrass him."

A pair of eyes like sea fog flickered in Ye Wanqing's mind inexplicably, he shook off the flashing illusion, and heaved a sigh of relief when he heard this.

"The third brother is still soft-hearted," Cen You said with a smile on his face, but his eyes were covered with coldness, and he said with a smile, "Since the third brother has let go of his words, let's forget about today's affairs."

As he spoke, he glanced at Meng Yi in the corner, "Don't be so careless next time."

The threat in his tone was self-evident, Meng Yi couldn't say anything because he was suffering, and looked at Ye Wanqing with worries and guilt in his eyes, and followed Ye Wanqing out listlessly.

There was a wall separating the hustle and bustle from the piano sound. Ye Wanqing walked a little wobbly, holding on to the handrail of the stairs next to her, touched her temple, and asked Meng Yi, "Why didn't you tell me when you went upstairs."

"That's from the Cen family. I was too panicked at the time and thought I was doomed. I didn't want to implicate you." Meng Yi opened his mouth, he was already implicated, and he unconsciously tapped the wall with his fingertips, "Xiaoye, fortunately you are fine .”

Ye Wanqing's eyelids twitched, but she didn't think it was Meng Yi's fault, that young man didn't look like a good friend.

He was a little helpless, "It's not your fault, did you really hit him with tea?"

Meng Yi hurriedly said: "No... Splashed a few drops on it. I heard that I was too fascinated by the book and didn't pay attention. You don't know how quickly the child's face changed at that time. He looked like a dog, but his temper So bad..."

Cen You and Ye Wanqing were about the same age, Meng Yi called the other child really young, he is nineteen years old this year.

Guessing with him was close to ten, Ye Wanqing warned, "Brother Meng, stay away from them when you see them in the future."

"I know, Xiaoye, tell me, could the one on the main seat be the rumored Little Sword God."

Meng Yi patted the back of his head, "It's a pity that I didn't see what it looked like. Is it as beautiful as the rumors? Don't let people see..."

"You still have time to think about this," Ye Wanqing's eyelids twitched, "Maybe it's ugly."

The two of them left the teahouse smoothly, and Meng Yi heaved a sigh of relief that he had survived the catastrophe.Ye Wanqing was not so easy to rest assured, that Cen You was not a good-tempered master no matter what, it might not be so easy to let them go.

This guess was confirmed when they were stopped by several monks at the corner. Several monks were wearing masks with dark patterns on their cuffs, and the visitors were not friendly.

"Xiaoye, you go first." Meng Yi was very righteous at this time, had already rolled up his sleeves, and stared fiercely at the strong men in front of him.

The long sword in Ye Wanqing's cuff was revealed, he and Meng Yi were cornered, he asked, "Brother Meng, we are definitely no match for them with bare hands, why didn't you bring your sword when you came out."

"Where would I have thought..."

The cultivator on the opposite side would not give them time to discuss. The cold sword light flashed in front of his eyes, and with a "pang", the two long swords collided together.

The alley here is not very hidden, but no one came to meddle in their own business.A certain box on the second floor is even facing the alley here, as long as the people upstairs open the window, they can see the scene downstairs.

"Why did the third brother help him?" Cen You asked. He used to be a troublemaker, but he had never seen Xiao Junlan meddling in other people's business.

Xiao Junlan looked at the two figures downstairs. There seemed to be a tenacity in the young man. He slowly lowered his eyes and said in a gentle voice, "I don't like toasting dirty things."

Hearing this, Cen You was stunned for a moment, then laughed, "I thought the third brother just fell in love with his face."

Ye Wanqing's stature is nimble, plus he doesn't have 100% cultivation to suppress, it's not a problem for him to deal with a few monks alone, and he can barely lose the wind, but he still let himself take a few hits, and then took advantage of the gap to drag them away.

The monks behind chased them for a few alleys and stopped chasing them. Ye Wanqing's speed gradually slowed down.

"Xiaoye, your injury..." Meng Yi ran out of breath.

"It's okay, if I hadn't been injured, they probably wouldn't give up until they caught up with someone."

It was already night when the two of them returned to the inn, they each lived in a room, Ye Wanqing was injured again on the wrist, and the injury did not recover well.

He sent Meng Yi away in advance, and took off the gauze on his wrist in the room, which was tightly wrapped. Unexpectedly, those monks noticed it and stabbed at his wound.

Ye Wanqing was sitting in front of the mirror, with one leg propped on the stool, her thin wrist was exposed, and the blue blood vessels on the back of her hand were clearly visible.The wound on the side of his wrist finally healed, and now the scar on it was torn open again, and a piece of gauze was dyed red.

The wound seemed to have been forcibly ripped open, revealing the ripped flesh. Ye Wanqing frowned at the sight. He took a side of the medicine powder and sprinkled it on, and clumsily rewrapped the gauze.

Ye Wanqing and Meng Yi didn't encounter anything in the next few days. They stayed in the city for two days and prepared the things they needed to prepare. On the third day, they packed their luggage and went to Jiannan Villa.

Jiannan Villa is located in the center of several main cities in Kyushu. The day they arrived was the last day of the deadline. Most of the people who came were disciples with immortal fate. They were selected by various sects. Before entering Jiannan Villa, they had to Test Xianyuan again.

If there is no immortal fate, they will be rejected. Immortal cultivation itself pays attention to fate. If the root bone is not good, you can only rely on bone refining to improve your cultivation.The price to be paid for bone refining is huge, which cannot be afforded by their ordinary disciples.

Both Ye Wanqing and Meng Yi successfully passed the fairy fate, they both received their tokens, and a disciple specially introduced the rules of Jiannan Villa to them.

There are one thousand and one rules engraved on the boundary monument, the characters are handsome and unrestrained, and the characters are powerful and powerful. Ye Wanqing looked away after a glance, feeling a little dizzy.

On the plaque are the four big characters "Jiannan Villa", and next to it is a sentence "open up the heart of the yellow house, and remove the bondage of the common people from below".

"The door rules and couplets were proposed by Eleventh Brother. Eleventh Senior Brother is Xiao Junlan. He is very highly regarded by the elders of Jiange, and these rules were also drawn up by him."

"Senior Brother Eleven is Elder Jiange's favorite disciple, and many things are taken care of by him on weekdays. But senior brother has a good temper and is easy to talk. As long as he doesn't make too big a mistake, most senior brothers don't care about it."

The disciples who led them babbled all the way, "You must have heard that Eleventh Brother will stay here for three years. This year there are a lot of disciples. In the past, there were a few because Eleventh Brother was gentle and understanding... Then I fell in love with him."

"Brother, as someone who has been here, I would like to advise you, don't have unreasonable thoughts, or you will end badly."

Meng Yi, who was beside him, couldn't take it any longer, and shouted, "Even if we know Xiao... Eleventh Brother is excellent, we only like women, and we won't be interested in men."

Ye Wanqing nodded in agreement, they are not broken sleeves.

Taking their senior brother to look at them, he didn't say anything, "I'm just a person who has been here to make a point or two. After all, there are young masters from the Cen family and young masters from the Nie family who will come to Jiannan Villa this year."

The disciple paused, stopped talking, and took them to the place where they lived, and gave each of them a map, and asked them to find their own yard by themselves.

The back mountains are all the courtyards of new disciples. Ye Wanqing and Meng Yi don't live together. They each got a map and separated, planning to pack up their things first.

Ye Wanqing forgot to buy a map, it was drawn for him by that senior brother just now.The painting on it was crooked, with two circles and one triangle. It took him a while to understand it. When he walked to a room, he saw his name engraved on the door.

He put the map into his cuff, and had to admire his comprehension ability. He tapped the door twice with his fingertips, but no one opened the door for him, so he put the token on it and touched it.

The door opened automatically.

The disciples' courtyards are shared by two people, and the bed opposite Ye Wanqing was empty, he packed his things, and had a good night's sleep that night.

There was a gathering on the second day, Ye Wanqing took the time to pass, and when the time came, almost everyone had already arrived, and the Jiange was full of people that day.

These disciples were divided into different elders to teach, I don't know if it is a blessing, their elders have something to do today, and the rumored adopted son of the Xiao family, Xiao Junlan, came here.

Ye Wanqing saw Xiao Junlan in the crowd at a glance.The young man is tall and slender, and today he is wearing a green and black bamboo robe, and his black hair is tied up with a green crown, making him look like a jadeite, with a noble and gentle temperament.

Under the eyebrows of the young man are a pair of clear and handsome eyes, deep eyes and thin lips, the eyes are like a fog, and the facial features seem to be carefully measured and carved, the body is like a cedar, and the appearance is clear and bright.

"There are many rumors... Xiao Junlan was born with the crown of the crown, born with orchids and jade trees, like a pine with a pavilion, and was famous in Kyushu with a single sword."

"Seeing it today, it's really true."

The author has something to say:

"Because of the heart, the city is transformed, and medicine is given for every illness. The heart of the yellow house is opened up, and the bondage of the common people is removed from the bottom." - Cui Hao, "Gift to the Master Huaiyi"