Duan Juechen remained silent, his eyes kept chasing Lin Wanjiang's back.

He was about to jump off the high platform when Lin Wanjiang stopped.

A figure came from a distance, dressed in white clothes and black hair lightly pulled up, his eyebrows and eyes were as warm as a spring breeze.

"Master." Lin Wanjiang called out when he saw the person coming, with a smile on his face.

Yu Qingfeng smiled and nodded, then looked at Yan Changan on the ring.

"Elder Yu!" The surrounding disciples rushed to greet each other, and Yan Chang'an and Duan Juechen also jumped off the high platform.

Seeing Duan Juechen approaching, Lin Wanjiang subconsciously hid behind Yu Qingfeng, then lowered her eyes and remained silent.

"Master." "Elder Yu."

The two said hello, and Yu Qingfeng responded one by one, then asked Yan Changan:

"Why did it come so soon?"

He remembered that Yan Chang'an hadn't stayed at Zhujian Peak for a full month, so no matter how he calculated, it would not be their turn at Qingsang Peak.

Yan Changan scratched his head, and smiled a little foolishly: "Elder Miss Yu is here."

Hearing his words, Yu Qingfeng smiled gently and did not expose it.

He knew that Liu Ruyue must have been too impatient and had examined Yan Chang'an in advance.

He asked again: "What are you doing here? It's almost noon?"

Hearing Yu Qingfeng's question, the disciple next to him hurriedly answered.

"Elder Yu, Senior Brother Yan wants to compete with Junior Brother Duan, please let them go!"

Yu Qingfeng also became interested when he heard it, and looked at Duan Juechen with a smile:

"Ah Chen, go and try it. Your brother Yan is good at swordsmanship, remember to learn it."

Although Qingsang Peak does not master swordsmanship, beginners must practice the school's swordsmanship regardless of whether they are internal or external.

Duan Juechen looked at Lin Wanjiang, saw that he still didn't look at him, so he looked back and nodded.

"Go, be careful, don't hurt Ah Chen."

As soon as the words were finished, Yan Changan responded, turned around and jumped onto the high platform, followed by Duan Juechen.

"Do you have a sword?"

Hearing Yan Chang'an's question, Duan Juechen raised his hand and a faint light suddenly appeared, and a long sword came out of his palm impressively.

The scabbard was as flawless as white jade, and when the sword was out of the scabbard, it glowed with a cold light.

The sword follows its owner, the edge of the blade is restrained, and it takes life but never blood.

Seeing the long sword reappear in front of his eyes, Lin Wanjiang's eyes trembled, and his fingertips trembled slightly.

"Long love..."

He murmured a word and didn't dare to look any more, the end of his eyes were red with tears in his eyes.

Duanchen Juechen, heartless is no more than Duan Juechen, but the sword in that hand is full of long-lasting love...

"Achen's sword looks very good. If Jiang'er likes it too, I will go to Zhujian Peak to get one for my teacher."

Hearing Yu Qingfeng mention the sword, Lin Wanjiang forced a smile:

"Don't bother Master, Jiang'er's sword is very good."

Yu Qingfeng didn't know the secret, but he did.

Duan Juechen in his previous life used this long love sword to pierce Yu Qingfeng's heart...

"It's time for Jiang'er to change his sword too, the Crown Ceremony will be held in a few months."

Listening to Yu Qingfeng talking to himself, Lin Wanjiang had a lump in his throat, so he could only look towards the ring.

There was the sound of weapons clashing in the ears, and the two people on the stage refused to give in to each other.

Duan Juechen shot cleanly, his white clothes fluttered, and his swordsmanship was unique.

Yan Chang'an became more and more serious, and his blood was aroused by this aggressive aura.

As he approached, he suddenly whispered: "Senior brother is born beautiful, but he is a man, don't underestimate him!"

He warned like this because Duan Juechen's expression was too weird. When he looked at Lin Wanjiang, there was always a spark in his eyes.

Everyone in this sect knows the beauty of Lin Wanjiang, but Duan Juechen is the only one who still looks open in that way.

Duan Juechen looked up at him, then smiled slightly: "Senior Brother Yan is too worried."

Yubi, another sword went straight to the heart.

Yan Chang'an hurriedly raised his sword to block it, but was knocked back a few steps with a bang.

He looked at Duan Juechen, and there was more anger in his eyes. He felt that this man was young but fierce and full of hostility.

Duan Juechen didn't give him time, and instantly stepped forward, his sword sharp and merciless.

A whisper came from the audience: "Master, Jiang'er is tired, go back and rest first."

Duan Juechen's eyes trembled slightly, and he stopped suddenly.

Yan Chang'an didn't expect it, and the long sword pierced into his shoulder before he could stop.

With a puff, blood splashed everywhere, and all the disciples exclaimed from the audience.

"Junior Brother Duan is injured!"

Lin Wanjiang paused, subconsciously turned to look.

A burst of blood came, and Yu Qingfeng beside him jumped onto the high platform in an instant, and supported Duan Juechen.

"Is the injury serious?"

Hearing Yu Qingfeng's question, Duan Juechen shook his head: "It's nothing."

Yan Changan was already on the spot, wanting to draw his sword but fearing that Duan Juechen would be injured again, he hurriedly said:

"Junior Brother Duan, I'm sorry, I..."

Seeing that he couldn't even speak clearly, Yu Qingfeng sighed, and the sword that lightly lifted Yan Chang'an with his fingertips fell to the ground.

"Jiang'er, quickly take Ah Chen to Renxin Peak."

Hearing Yu Qingfeng's words, Lin Wanjiang, who was hesitant, jumped onto the high platform anyway.

"It's okay."

Hearing Lin Wanjiang's voice, Duan Juechen frowned and said in a low voice, "Senior brother, I'm in pain."

Lin Wanjiang sighed secretly, raised his hand to support Duan Juechen, and led him down the high platform unnaturally.

Walking to Renxin Peak, Lin Wanjiang was speechless all the way, but Duan Juechen seemed to have lost his bones, leaning on him all the time.

"It's nothing, it's just a flesh injury." After reading it, Chu Zhengyou walked aside to wash his hands.

Lin Wanjiang hurriedly said, "I'm sorry to bother Elder Chu."

He looked at Duan Juechen, and said calmly: "This is the Lord of Renxin Peak, just call Elder Chu."

Duan Juechen raised his eyes and saw an old man with a gray beard, wearing a water-green robe, with compassionate eyes.

He followed Lin Wanjiang and said, "Please trouble Elder Chu."

Chu Zhengyou waved his hand: "The twelve peaks in this gate each perform their duties, and saving lives and healing the wounded is Renxin Peak's job."

He looked at Duan Juechen, and said in surprise, "Did you kid fight?"

He saw that Duan Juechen's cheeks were bruised, his gray forehead was covered with crappy gauze, and his neck was also stained with blood.

I haven't looked at it carefully just now, I thought it was just a sparring injury with Yan Chang'an, I never thought that there were other injuries on my body.

Lin Wanjiang's heart tightened, but Duan Juechen said: "The disciples in the same sect had an argument, and the master has already punished him."

Chu Zhengyou frowned slightly, and just said: "You must remember that private fighting is not allowed in this sect, and don't make things difficult for your master."

"Go and wash your body first, and then apply medicine to bandage it when it's clean."

Duan Juechen paused, and said in a low voice, "I can't lift my arm."

Chu Zhengyou glanced at Lin Wanjiang, and suddenly said:

"Jiang'er, go back and help your junior brother take a bath, remember not to get wet on the wound."

Lin Wanjiang was taken aback, and said in a trembling voice, "Shall I help him bathe?"

Chu Zhengyou stroked his beard and muttered impatiently: "Go quickly, it's not a girl's house."

Lin Wanjiang was about to refuse, but Duan Juechen said: "Don't bother senior brother, Ah Chen can do it himself."

Seeing him staggering up, Chu Zhengyou said helplessly: "I'll go, it's just to take a bath, and it won't take long."

Lin Wanjiang gritted her teeth, and hurriedly said, "How can I bother Elder Chu?"

If Yu Qingfeng knew about it, he would definitely say that he was ignorant.

Today Renxin Peak is resting, and almost all the disciples in the peak have gone down the mountain.

Although there is no one else around now, no matter what, the master of the peak cannot be allowed to bathe a little disciple.

He looked at Duan Juechen, and suddenly said coldly: "Come with me, don't waste time."

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