Sword cuts mountains and rivers

When Ye Wanqing woke up, he found that he was not in a familiar place, and the room was still lit with orchid incense. He saw Xiao Junlan's face, his mind was running fast, and he realized something very quickly.

He was still tugging at a corner of Xiaojunlan's sleeve with his fingertips, saw the dark fingerprints on it, met Xiaojunlan's eyes, and withdrew his hand a little embarrassingly.

Yue Mo was able to guess what happened, but his mind was still dazed. He had always been dishonest when he was sick, probably because he was holding on to other people's sleeves and not letting go.

"Senior Brother Eleven, when did you come back?"

"It's been a while. The doctor just came to see you. You haven't eaten for many days. You've exhausted your energy. You've been struggling mentally. Your body can't adapt and you have a fever."

Seeing him wake up, Xiao Junlan stood up and called Huai Jin who was guarding outside.

Before anyone came in, he smelled the aroma of porridge. Even a bowl of plain porridge was a delicacy to him at this moment, and his stomach growled.

Xiao Junlan looked at him and asked casually, "Why haven't you eaten for so many days?"

Where there was no food, Ye Wanqing stared in the direction of the door and replied, "I have been eating all the time, and I haven't noticed it on weekdays..."

Although there are only two momos a day, he himself feels that he shouldn't faint to the point of fainting, but he didn't expect it to be so serious.

Maybe it's because practicing swords consumes more energy than usual, and he himself is dull, and after a long time, it accumulates together, and he gets sick.

"I thought there was nothing wrong, and I caused trouble to senior brother." Ye Wanqing subconsciously apologized, and said, "Senior brother, don't worry about me."

After two days, he will go down the mountain to go out on missions, and he will be able to earn money immediately, so he doesn't have to live a life of fading out.

Huai Jin brought three bowls of porridge and some light side dishes, the side dishes were very delicate, he took a look at Xiaojunlan.

"Brother, is this meal prepared for me?"

Ye Wanqing's eyes were shining brightly, and the cinnabar mole at the end of her eyes was shining brightly.

The man's eyes stayed on his face for a while, and he said "yes".

He got an affirmative answer, so he was not polite.

He finished the three bowls of porridge, and while he was eating, Xiao Junlan came out with a change of clothes.That snow-white Dragon Yin Robe Xiao Junlan looks pretty good in it, but Xiao Junlan probably won't wear it again in the future.

Ye Wanqing's eating wasn't considered rude, but it was enough to be polite. He wasn't picky about his food. After finishing the porridge and vegetables, he felt that he was full of strength now, and it would not be a problem to practice sword for another two hours.

"You don't need to practice calligraphy today, you can take a good rest here."

Xiao Junlan left after explaining. He planned to go to Jiange the next day. He fell from the collapse and was still a little dizzy when he stood up. He packed his things.

"Huai Jin, I'm going back first."

By the way, he said about the mission in two days, "I won't be here from tomorrow, I will go down the mountain to complete the mission in two days."

Huai Jin didn't know why this person didn't say it when his master was around, but he didn't think much, and handed Ye Wanqing an umbrella.

It was raining lightly outside, Ye Wanqing left with an umbrella.There were still two days left in the mission, so he had a good rest that night, and he didn't feel dizzy the next morning, so he went to Jiange normally.

However, considering his own health, he didn't practice sword much, and read the classics all morning.

At noon, he originally planned to change two more steamed buns, but he only needed to eat them for two more days, and he felt happy thinking about it. Thinking about it this morning, the Jiange class was over, and some disciples called his name.

"Ye Nineteen, someone is looking for you outside."

Ye Wanqing thought it was Meng Yi, and he went out, but he didn't expect it to be Huai Jin.

Huai Jin also carried a food box in his hand, the food box was very delicate, Huai Jin gave it to him.

"It was the third son who asked me to send it. You are in poor health. The third son wants you to rest well. If you want to practice calligraphy, go there again."

Ye Wanqing was a little surprised, he took the food box, Huai Jin was also ordered to come over, handed the food box to someone else and left.

When he went out just now, some disciples were joining in the fun, and some disciples recognized Huai Jin and asked him, "Is it from Senior Brother Jun Lan?"

Ye Wanqing adhered to the principle that more things are worse than less things, and she said casually, "It was sent by Brother Eleven's servant, and I know him well."

"Let me just say, I've never seen Senior Brother Jun Lan give anything to someone before."

Indeed, I have never seen any disciple faint from hunger.

The corner of Ye Wanqing's lips twitched, and the inquiring disciple passed away with a laugh. He didn't plan to practice swords in the afternoon, so he went back to his yard with the classics in his arms.

He opened the food box, and there were rice and porridge in it today, and several kinds of meals. He held the food box in a daze, and it took a while to move his chopsticks.

The food in the food box was clean, and Ye Wanqing recovered from her illness with peace of mind and prepared for her mission.

Because he won the first place in a competition a few days ago, the elders gave him permission to take on the task.

His task is to go to the city that never sleeps to investigate a hidden pile and find out the "ghost" inside. It only needs to find out, and someone else will do the evil.

It's his first time to do a task, so naturally it won't be too difficult.

His task was to find the ghost, and the one who punished the evil was the disciple of Wangyue Peak. The elder didn't tell him who he was with, but he met someone in Luoyuntai.

It was an older disciple named Hecheng. Hecheng told him about the situation and they had to go down the mountain first.

What Ye Wanqing was holding was his rusty iron sword. His sword only looked tattered, but it was actually not much different from an ordinary disciple's sword.

The same can control the sword, absorb spiritual power, and control the enemy.

The two of them went down the mountain with their swords, and the task token could pass the restriction of the boundary marker.

"The hidden piles we want to investigate are mainly related to the Emerald Pavilion in the city. I heard that the head of the Emerald Pavilion brought people to the city lord's mansion for a banquet today, and we want to sneak into the banquet."

The green hills in the distance are covered with hazy mist, and the smoke and clouds in front of them dissipate. They leave the lonely mountain peaks and enter the bustling and bustling city.

Crane City: "This task is not easy, and ghosts are not easy to find. There is a saying in the mortal world... Once you enter the mortal world, people are not humans, ghosts are not ghosts, and my seven-orifice mind is hard to distinguish with empty eyes."

"The elder entrusted you with this task, which means that he thinks highly of you, Junior Brother Nineteen, you must strive for success."

Ye Wanqing's lips curled into a smile, "My task is not to punish the evil, but the senior brother should strive for success."

The two of them didn't delay, changed into the clothes of the servants of the city lord's mansion and mixed in. The guards saw their tokens of Jiannan Villa and let them in.

Ye Wanqing and Xiao Junlan often meet each other on weekdays, but not every day. For example, he does not know where Xiao Junlan goes or who he meets every day.

So he was a little surprised to see someone at the banquet.

The city lord and others had already arrived, and the seat next to the main seat was vacant until he saw Xiaojunlan.

The figure in the distance attracted everyone's attention as soon as it entered the main hall, and the city lord also heaved a sigh of relief, as if he was glad that he was willing to come.

Xiao Junlan sat next to the main seat, his figure was very eye-catching, his face was like a crown jade, his appearance was more than a jadeite, his temperament was noble, like the moon like snow, and like an orchid in an empty valley on the top of a cold mountain.

Xiaojunlan alone compared all the beauties at the banquet.

Following Xiao Junlan were two disciples of Moonwatching Peak, who looked slightly familiar.

"I have heard the name of the sword god for a long time, but seeing it once is better than hearing it a hundred times. It is my honor that the third son is willing to reward you..."

The city lord was very polite to Xiao Junlan, and Xiao Junlan replied quite well, "I don't dare to be called the sword god, the city lord invites me, so naturally I want to come over."

Crane Cheng's jaw was about to drop from shock, looking at the person on the main seat in the distance, the joy in his eyes almost burst out.

"Senior Brother Xiao is just here, and our mission seems to be promising," Crane Cheng lowered his voice to him, "Don't you know that the completion rate of Senior Brother Eleven's mission in Jiannan Villa is almost [-]%. Never failed."

Crane City's words were full of excitement, obviously wanting to lie down and win.

"He didn't necessarily come here for a mission," Ye Wanqing didn't hold out much hope, "Maybe the elders sent us here to supervise us?"

Crane City regained his sanity, heard the words sober, and said to him, "What you said is also reasonable... Let's complete our task first. Pay close attention to the banquet. Since you are here to participate in the banquet at the City Lord's Mansion, maybe it is for the City Lord. of."

Ye Wanqing nodded. He was in the corner. I don't know if it was an illusion. There seemed to be eyes on him from a distance that paused for a moment.

The banquet started after Xiao Junlan came over. Actually, Crane City didn't have much hope of completing the task. This Ye Wanqing could see that it was his first time to perform the task, and he was still fresh and curious.

They pretended to be servants, pouring wine for the guests, or taking things according to the requirements of the guests.He looked around and found nothing unusual.

Soon he arrived at Xiao Junlan's table. Seeing that Xiao Junlan didn't stop him, he poured a glass of wine for Xiaojunlan. After pouring the wine, he was about to get up, but Xiaojunlang stopped him.

"Xiaowan." The voice was gentle and gentle.

Ye Wanqing knew it was because he was outside, but he was still unavoidably taken aback.He was still holding the jug in his hand, and turned his head to meet Xiao Junlan's eyes, those beautiful eyes seemed to be separated by a layer of fog, making it difficult to see clearly.

"Ten..." Senior Brother Eleven didn't call out, Ye Wanqing changed his address, "What's your order, Third Young Master?"

"Can I eat something today?"

It turned out to be asking this, Ye Wanqing nodded, Huai Jin had given him meals for the past two days, and the lunch boxes were all in his yard, and he planned to send them there together at that time.

He wanted to go to other places, but Xiao Junlan asked him to sit down beside him. Many people were paying attention to their side, so Ye Wanqing sat down.

"Third Young Master, is there a mission here?"

Ye Wanqing asked, if Xiao Junlan came here because of a mission, he must know more than them.

He got a "hmm", unexpectedly, Xiao Junlan brought him some food.He glanced at it, and it was still his least favorite dessert. The little rabbit had been sprinkled with icing sugar, and it looked greasy.

Ye Wanqing didn't dare to eat indiscriminately at the banquet, let alone he didn't like snacks, so he politely declined, "Third Young Master, I'm not hungry."

When he said that, Xiao Junlan's voice became a little colder, "Don't you like it?"

Xiao Junlan asked, and the people beside him responded vaguely, the cinnabar mole at the end of his eyes was covered, and his eyes were not as bright as when he gave food last time.

"I don't like dim sum." Ye Wanqing remembered that Xiao Junlan was eating sweets, and he pushed the dim sum to Xiao Junlan's side. "The third son likes it, so I'd better keep it for myself."