Konoha Aogen

Chapter 37: Useful Sword Techniques

After entering the "Night Palace", Yunluo directly asked the imperial guards to take her to the "Martial Arts Arena" without looking for the ghost moth first.

In Yunluo's mind, only she and Ye Xuan should be able to compete in this competition, but she didn't know... what Ye Xuan was thinking. When they arrived at the "Martial Arts Arena", they saw Ye Xuan and Mu Qing'er sparring. They were so disappointed that they had no intention of watching the spectacular scene of "two locusts fighting each other".

When Mu and Ye saw Yunluo's arrival, they stopped holding their swords. Ye Xuan waved and asked her to come over. Yun Luo lowered his head, walked up to the two of them, and saluted very respectfully: "Yun Luo has met His Highness the City Lord and His Highness the Palace Lord." Mu Qing'er only responded lightly: "Hello." Then she turned her head to Ye. Xuandao: "I'll go back first."

When Yunluo heard Mu Qing'er's words, he felt like showering with sweet rain. After being stunned for a moment, he bowed to Mu Qing'er's back and said, "Farewell to Your Highness, the Palace Master."

Before he could get up, Ye Xuan hit Ye Xuan on his back with a wooden knife: "What a mess, don't imitate those rotten things."

"Ah! This is a sneak attack, are you talking about martial arts?" Before Mu Qing'er could walk far away, Yunluo felt that the air in the field was much lighter.

Seeing Yun Luo's cute and scolding look, Ye Xuan's heart suddenly palpitated: "Stop talking nonsense, fists, feet or weapons?"

Yun Luo looked around but did not answer Ye Xuan's question: "Xiao Mo and the others, why don't you come and take a look?" The happier she felt, the more she had to pretend to be disappointed.

"When we asked for a fight, I didn't say I wanted anyone to witness it. I thought it wouldn't be right to beat you up in public, so I didn't allow them to come. Do you want to send someone to summon you?" Ye Xuan saw Yun Luo's little thoughts and deliberately teased you. road.

"No... no need, it's too much trouble." Yun Luo cursed himself in his heart, why would he cause trouble when he was doing well?

Ye Xuan looked at Yun Luo and smiled. He smiled a little apologetically, a little satisfied. It seemed that no woman had ever been so sincerely shy in front of him.

"Okay, then it's just the two of us. Since you brought this 'useless', let me see it." Ye Xuan took the initiative to choose to use a weapon. He was also afraid that if he competed with her, he would be frivolous towards her. He enjoys Yun Luo's admiration, but he doesn't want to make any progress, at least not for the time being. I don't know whether this is the noble act of "promoting emotions and stopping with etiquette", or a more gloomy and despicable act.

"Hmm. What do you use?" Yun Luo looked at the wooden knife in Ye Xuan's hand and asked softly. She didn't want Ye Xuan to fight her with only a wooden sword, even though the wooden sword had just fought Mu Qing'er.

"You choose." Ye Xuan placed the wooden knife on a square table with tea sets next to him. After Yun Luo walked into the "Martial Arts Arena", he only stared at Mu and Ye. Only then did he notice that in addition to the wooden sword, there were also swords and knives on the table.

That sword was the "Xue Zang" that cut off "Hu Kang" at the waist. She had seen it twice in Qianjin Pavilion that day and at her home yesterday, but she had never seen the scene in the sheath; that sword was She had been with "Xingmang" for half a year, and the long sword did not match her body shape or skills, but she practiced all day long and was already familiar with it when she returned it.

Seeing Ye Xuan treating her like this, Yun Luo suddenly became elated and said to himself: "Does he... value me so much?"

It is true to say that Ye Xuan has some feelings for Yun Luo in his heart. But Yunluo was overly worried about this matter. Ye Xuan was timid and stingy by nature. After he got "Xue Zang", he couldn't put it down. He felt that everyone in the world wanted to steal his treasure, so he had to take it with him wherever he went. As for "Xingmang", it was purely a courtesy. When the two of them made a fight, they decided to use "Xingmang" as a prize. If they didn't bring it with them in today's competition, wouldn't they be telling the other party, "You don't have even the slightest chance of luck?" ?

"I choose 'Xingmang'."

Today, there is no warrior in Hebei or South who doesn't want to see the gray "Xue Zang" who "sent away the leader of the Hang Gang", and Yunluo is certainly no exception, but she values ​​the "fishy glow" more. In her heart, it was the token between her and Ye Xuan, and it was the link connecting the two.

"Okay, it's 'Xingmang'." Today may be the last time I use this soft sword, so let's treat it as a farewell, Ye Xuan thought to himself. He picked up a stick-like sword and walked towards the field.

"Let's go play on the ice." When Yun Luo looked around, he had already noticed the ice-filled pool. Compared with the dry yellow solid soil under her feet, she felt that it was more elegant there.

Ye Xuan didn't expect Yun Luo to have such interest, and happily responded: "Yes, very good. Are you 'Xiao Yin' or 'An Xiu'?"

"I am 'useless Xiao Luo'." There was a hint of shyness in his playful tone. Yun Luo learned from "Wu Yong San Ren", and her martial arts was also called "Wu Yong San Shou". Therefore, Gui Mo took the nickname "Wu Yong Xiao Luo" to ridicule her. At first she was very angry and yelled at others a lot, but she gradually got used to it. At this time, he actually used this nickname to make a joke on himself.

Ye Xuan's heart moved slightly, and then he teased: "You are the 'useless little Luo', and I am the 'lord under the skirt'. The two of us are a good match."

When Yun Luo heard this, his cheeks instantly became hot. He no longer dared to answer the question, and quickly walked into the ice pool with his head lowered. When his left foot made contact with the ice, he slipped half a step. Yun Luo let out a squeak without realizing it, and hurriedly exerted his strength under his feet, sucking himself tightly onto the ice, and then he felt as if he was walking on flat ground.

Ye Xuan followed behind, and just looking at Yun Luo's back, he could feel how embarrassed she looked at this moment. After all, if a "drought realm" martial artist slips on the ice before taking action, it would be a big joke. I'm afraid everyone will call her "useless little Luo" in the future.

The two of them stood on the ice one after another. Ye Xuan suddenly felt that he was too far away from "Snow Dirty"? Then he shook his head hard and dispelled the obsession in his heart. He loves that knife, he loves it a little crazy. At this time, I felt a little sorry for the "fishy light" in my hands.

Ye Xuan slowly drew his sword, deliberately letting the sword bend in the sheath. When the sword peak pops out, it trembles like a black snake whose tail is pinched by red-hot iron pincers.

Yunluo also immediately pulled out the "useless" sword that "glowed with a light yellow glow". The gentleness with which she drew the sword was almost pitiful. It was obvious that she also loved the dagger in her hand.

The two of them stabbed the "scabbard" toward the ice at the same time in tacit agreement. One short and one long, one made of steel and one made of wood, the two scabbards sank into the ice at the same time.

"Is three moves enough for you?" Ye Xuan imitated the words of "Hu Kang" that tricked him to death. He was also afraid that Yun Luo would not understand the mystery and would have some misunderstanding, so he deliberately changed his tone from arrogant to frivolous.

Of course Yunluo understood. Gui Mo had already told Yunluo all the details she could remember that day, so she would never leave such an important sentence behind.

"That's not enough, just thirty moves." Yun Luo responded naughtily.

"Ha, it turns out that Xiao Luo is not only useless, but also very shameless." Ye Xuan also has a cautious nature. When he meets a woman who can tolerate his frivolity, he will push forward and the more he talks, the more coquettish he becomes.

"Look at the sword!" Yun Luo's face turned red and he stepped forward, no longer allowing him to be scorned.

"Useful swordsmanship" is really shameless. Yunluo took advantage of his short stature and the oath of surrender to attack Ye Xuan's ankle with his short sword, exposing his entire back to the light of his opponent's sword. Ye Xuan had no choice but to retreat quickly, flipping his right wrist slightly and shaking the long sword pointed at the ice to show his dissatisfaction.

The blade of the sword buzzed and the tip trembled slightly, but not only did it fail to intimidate Yunluo, it actually made her think out of thin air. She failed to succeed in one move, and pushed hard on the ice with her right foot, and actually jumped forward to the left. , and his body hit the "sword blade" directly!

As soon as he retreated, Ye Xuan had already predicted in his mind all the possible moves of his opponent, but Yun Luo advanced to the "only impossible" position. Ye Xuan was shocked and hurriedly threw the "soft sword" behind him. In panic, he used too much force, causing his waist to twist slightly to the right.

At the same moment when he sacrificed his body and hit the "long sword", Yun Luo's "dagger" in his right hand had already stabbed Ye Xuan's lower abdomen like lightning. Ye Xuan never expected that Xiao Luo, who looked harmless, would act to such a heinous level. In just two moves, he forced himself into a dead end.

In fact, Ye Xuan could deflect Yun Luo's collision just by continuing to retreat along the first step. Unfortunately, he missed this move. When people are in a hurry, the reactions triggered by "not wanting to kill" and "not wanting to be killed" are very similar, just like when Hu Kang whipped the whip between his legs, Ye Xuan blocked it with his knife without even thinking about it. The moment Yun Luo crashed into "Xingmang", Ye Xuan instinctively made the response that was "the best way to avoid manslaughter".

However, when the "soft sword" was thrown back, he twisted his waist. Twist and retreat are in conflict! He could only sit back, and before his butt landed on the ground, the five fingers of his left hand sank deeply into the ice. With a violent swing, his body flew backward along the ice surface, and his feet scraped flying debris on the ice. When he stood up, Ye Xuan's heels were already leaning on the edge of the ice pool. This embarrassment is very similar to the gentle woman named "Ruan Qi" in "Xixia Mountain".

After the situation calmed down, Ye Xuan was even more shocked: Could it be that she had planned all this in advance? Did I completely misjudge this person before?

"Are you looking for death?" At this time, Ye Xuan lost his condescending grandmaster demeanor and cursed angrily.

Yun Luo looked extremely proud: "This is a 'useful sword technique', it's awesome. The master said, 'useful' means not practicing martial arts. This is the key to my martial arts. I will only tell you one person, don't tell anyone else." Tell me to get out."

Ye Xuan smiled bitterly. He only cared about Yun Luo's kindness, cuteness and stupidity, but for a moment he forgot what the reputation of "useless Sanren" was. How can such a person teach a clean way?

"One more move left! After that, let's see how I deal with you." Ye Xuan said harshly, having already slapped himself countless times in his heart. Damn it, you can't give in. Hu Kang is dead, why don't I have a long memory?

"Ah? Didn't we agree on thirty moves?" Yun Luo asked loudly from a distance across the long ice surface.

"Fart! That's what you said, and I didn't respond." At some point, this battle has become a shameless competition. Ye Xuan dragged the long and narrow soft sword and walked towards Yunluo while talking. He looked like a gangster carrying a machete.

Yunluo likes to compete in martial arts, but he has never had a rough fight with an "amateur". She wasn't afraid of Ye Xuan when he was like a master, but now his eyes were fierce and green-skinned, which made her cringe a little. "You...you have to stop it." Yun Luo raised his dagger and guarded the door, hurriedly reminding him.

"Whoever is on the same page as you is still one move away. Hurry up and get ready to die!" Ye Xuan threatened in a stern voice.

Yun Luo heard what he said and knew that he was not really angry. Smiling softly, he raised his sword and raised it again. There was no trickery in this sword, it was straight and pierced straight into the heart. Ye Xuan dodged, and this time he had a better memory and hid the long sword behind his back. So what if three moves passed, she would still have to dodge if he bumped into him again.

After dodging a sword to the chest, Yun Luo felt a series of back attacks, and the light yellow light of the dagger seemed to suddenly become a little dazzling. Ye Xuan took up the "Lan Step" and swayed gracefully between the gaps in the sword light. He wanted to point his finger at her several times, but he held back. He was not willing to win like this. Firstly, he wanted to see all the "useful sword skills" along the way. Secondly, he wanted to make Yunluo lose more embarrassingly to get rid of the bad breath just now.

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Yunluo's dagger is fast and accurate, but it's not just nimble either. As the light and shadow flickered, there were a few thunder strikes from time to time. Ye Xuan thought to himself: If he suppresses his "strength" and "speed" to a level similar to hers, and doesn't bully her with the "Locust Realm", he really has no chance of winning.

What's more troublesome than "using a magic sword" is that almost no one has the experience to fight against an opponent who looks like a "child", but Yunluo is very used to dealing with "adults". Just like a person who is accustomed to using the "left-handed sword", he will always have a slight advantage when facing the enemy. Compared with the "left-handed sword", Yunluo's "villain sword" is even more difficult to defend against.

Yunluo couldn't attack for a long time, and he was secretly anxious. Ye Xuan said that he would give three moves, but he asked for a price and reached thirty moves. But it was almost seventy moves, and he still didn't fight back, and he was avoiding him more and more calmly. At first, he stretched out his fingers to scare himself, but now he even put his left hand behind his back.

He took advantage of the first two moves, all because of "not practicing martial ethics". He hid his long sword behind his back, blocking the three paths down. Once we start fighting openly, is the distance between me and him really that big? No, we can't just lose like a coward. The master said that as long as you are willing to work hard, you will definitely be able to come up with more despicable ways. Next work, next work...

A "lifting sword" move was directed at Ye Xuan's leg. When he sidestepped, Yun Luo's small body rolled to the ground. Ye Xuan had never seen this move before, so he expected it to be the "ground-traveling sword technique". With a "click", the ice beneath my feet shattered! The two bodies suddenly sank at the same time, and Ye Xuan's imagination was ruthlessly mocked again.

The "Light Yellow Light Shirt" suddenly fell together with the "Light Yellow Dagger". The moment he entered the water, it was a chance to turn defeat into victory! No matter how fast Ye Xuan is, the "weightless dizziness" can still shock him for a moment, and the "bone-deep chill" can also shock him for a moment. Taken together, it always makes him half a minute slower.

However, the darkness all over her body did not fall into the cold with her as Yunluo expected. At the moment of falling, Ye Xuan's arms on both sides exploded like pengs. The "magpie bridge" was blowing with strong wind, and his wings tilted together, majestic and fast.

With the power of "fluttering wings", Ye Xuan floated out of the battle circle lightly, leaving Yunluo alone in the cold and dark ice cave. Looking at the "rising water" and "floating white pieces" below me, I suddenly felt a sharp pain in my heart.

The moment before landing, the "true energy" in Ye Xuan's body rushed to his feet like a torrent, making them stronger than fine steel. He always felt that a dagger would suddenly thrust out from under the ice. However, after waiting for a long time, nothing happened. Ye Xuan carefully walked to the "ice cave" with "ragged and ugly edges". The floating ice was swaying lightly, and there seemed to be no movement under the water.

"Can this little thing know how to swim? Even if she can't, with her level, she won't drown, right? As long as you hold your breath, it will float; as long as it hits the ice, it will break. It should be Is that so? Well, it's definitely a conspiracy to deceive me." Ye Xuan now had a new understanding of the little white lotus, and he was determined not to fall for this evil trick.

"What if this is a fool? What if he chokes on the water and panics, will his breath be completely messed up? Will he toss around under the water, flailing his hands and feet but not able to float up? Has any "drought realm" samurai been killed in history? A precedent for drowning alive? It would be nice if Xiaoying was here." After waiting for a while, Ye Xuan began to feel a little anxious, and he decided to dive down and take a look.

Before entering the water, Ye Xuan used the "golden bell" that he was least good at and disliked the most, condensing a large amount of true energy into the "fibers" around his body. "Golden Bell" is a variant, or extension, of "Vajra Palm". Like "Iron Sand Palm" and "Wuji Seal", it is a "no difficulty at all, everyone can practice" technique.

The extent to which a person's body can become "hardened" by practicing the "Golden Bell Shield" depends entirely on the level of Qi. There is no difference at all whether you practice or not. The only difference is that those who have practiced it for many years will harden faster; after hardening, they can move more freely.

But what's the use? Whether attacking the enemy or defending, wouldn't it be most effective to "harden parts of the body"? If the true energy is condensed throughout the body, when you really meet a strong person, wouldn't it be like an "eggshell" that breaks with just one knock? But now, Ye Xuan finally understood what the "golden bell" was for.

Compared with this stupid technique, what Ye Xuan disliked even more was his own thoughts at the moment. He had to devote a part of his mind to worrying: Could this little Yunluo be another Zhou Lian? Although this seemed completely unreasonable, Ye Xuan had just been bitten by a snake after all, so how could he not be afraid of the well rope.

What's more, he didn't really know Yun Luo, so he never expected that she would blackmail him with her life during the competition. So what will she do under the water, when the warriors are weakened, and the distance between "drought and locust" is shortened?

"Golden Bell Jar" and "Thousand-pound Pendant". Ye Xuan uneasily sank to the bottom of the pool, but left the "fishy light" on the ice. Covered by solid ice, the bottom of the pool was hazy and dark, and only a foot in front of me could be seen. Unable to see or hear, he could only rely on his body's sense of the water flow to avoid sneak attacks lurking in the dark. Watch out on the one hand, and search on the other.

On Yunluo's side, they originally wanted to surprise Ye Xuan at the moment of "breaking the ice and entering the water". However, the other party failed to fall with him. The ice-cold water in the pool made her tremble all over, but her mind was still clear. Yunluo knew that if he returned to the ice at this time, he would definitely be defeated but not victorious. He simply sank and dropped directly to the bottom of the pool. He took a few steps back and waited for Ye Xuan to come down before making a sneak attack.

Just kneeling on one knee and lurking in the water. I don’t know how long I waited, but no one came down. Yunluo felt that his body was getting colder and colder, and he gradually couldn't bear it anymore. In fact, according to Yunluo's level, she is still far away from the limit of her body at this time. However, although her bones are extremely good, she has never been really tempered. For her, this suffering is far beyond expectation. .

The bottom of the pool is bone-gnawingly cold, the darkness is oppressive, and it seems like two different worlds from the top of the ice, and the flow of time seems to be chaotic. It can be said that a day in the cold pond lasts a thousand years.

The more Yunluo waited, the more uncomfortable he became, and the more he waited, the more aggrieved he became: "Why don't you come down to me? Why don't you come and see if I'm dead? It's been so long, and you're not worried or anxious at all? Okay?" , OK! If you never come down, I will never go up, and I will be buried in your pool!"

Just when Yunluo was suffering from self-pity and heartbroken, a wave of water that was "clearly not a fish" brushed her bloodless cheeks and passed over her petite and thin body. Hot tears suddenly welled up in his eyes, melting into the endless coldness in an instant.

At this time, Yunluo was like a little girl who was abandoned in the "Hungry House" and suddenly saw the family who had abandoned her. With deep resentment and ecstasy, she pounced on him without thinking. As for whether to hug him tightly after jumping on him or continue to hit him...

When Ye Xuan entered the water, Yunluo was huddled in silence at the bottom of the pool. Therefore, she could sense the water waves brought by Ye Xuan, but Ye Xuan only felt confused and afraid that "most of his perception was taken away in an instant." Suddenly, there was a strange wave coming from behind. He didn't have time to distinguish anything. He twisted his body and struck the wave with his right hand.

This palm struck very shallowly. He didn't want to hit Yun Luo. He just wanted to use the power of his palm to push out more turbulent water waves to block her for a moment, and at the same time "shock" himself to a safe distance.

Although Yunluo himself had not thought about whether to hit Ye Xuan "after he got close to him", he did not consider Ye Xuan's reaction at all. He only felt that it was wrong for him to come so late. After coming down, of course, it is "at your own disposal." He never expected that at this moment, he would still attack him.

With the force, the water wave hit his chest and abdomen like a hammer. Yunluo was hit unexpectedly, and several bubbles came out of his mouth. She was born in the south, but her upbringing was strict since she was a child. She didn't have many opportunities to swim secretly. She was only somewhat proficient in water, and she had never been beaten in the water. After being hit, I was completely confused, and the cold water rushed into my mouth and nose crazily.

Ye Xuan retreated with one blow and had identified Yunluo's position. Although the distance at this time was "invisible," the water waves coming from not far away clearly expressed panic. She choked on the water!

Ye Xuan hurriedly drifted in the direction of Yun Luo, "If this is still pretending, just admit it." He thought in his heart, but he did not dare to remove the "gang Qi" condensed around him.

Finally, with the faint light coming from the ice, he saw Yunluo in the hazy state. Ye Xuan's mind suddenly showed the appearance of "a light yellow butterfly, its wings were ignited and dancing wildly in the wind." His heart ached slightly, and he took the pale yellow piece into his arms. The black roc's wings tightly wrapped the frightened Lone Butterfly and broke out of the water.

Returning to the ice, Ye Xuan raised and waved his hands and lifted Yun Luo "in his arms" to his "shoulders." Just like this, he carried her and walked towards the edge of the ice pool.

Yun Luo hung on Ye Xuan's shoulder, face down, coughing crazily, and squeezed out the "not very clear" pool water that poured into his mouth and nose, along with tears and saliva, from his lungs bit by bit. Fortunately, in this somewhat shameful posture, Ye Xuan couldn't see what was happening on his face.

By the time Ye Xuan carefully placed Yunluo on a "low and wide bluestone" by the pool, she had almost vomited out the pool water in her belly, and her coughing gradually became softer and still did not stop. Ye Xuan looked at the pitiful look on the other side and felt guilty in his heart. He couldn't help but stretched out his hands and gently held her two cold little hands. A dense zhenqi flowed along his arms, slowly covering Yunluo's skin, and then slowly heated up.

After a while, Yunluo felt that he was immersed in the hot spring from head to toe, and his mouth and nose were extremely smooth, which was indescribable comfort and comfort. The thin lips that were blue and purple from the cold gradually turned crimson, and the blood slowly appeared on the pale face.

It wasn't until the moisture in the thin shirt and silk pants had evaporated, and until the hair sticking to his face became fluffy and naughty, that Ye Xuan let go of Yun Luo's hands.

"She clearly did this on her own. Is it indecent for me to do something so unnecessary? Doesn't it count as being frivolous if the true energy in my body wraps her whole body?" Yun Luo opened his eyes shyly and did not touch Ye Xuan. His eyes were a little distracted due to random thoughts.

"Are you feeling better?" The concern and tenderness in his words were much more obvious than Ye Xuan thought. Unexpectedly, this simple word brought out all the grievances and resentments that Yun Luo had accumulated in the darkness and cold.

"Why did you hit me?" Yunluo, who had already calmed down, was only halfway through his sentence when tears started to pour out again.

"Isn't this...a martial arts contest?" Ye Xuan didn't understand where he was wrong, but he always felt a little guilty when he said these words.

Sinking underwater was indeed a trick of his own. Yun Luo thought about it, not knowing how to refute it. But the more this happened, the more painful it felt in my heart, and I couldn't help crying.

Seeing this situation, Ye Xuan wanted to push her into his arms and comfort her, just like he had just been at the bottom of the pond. However, at this moment in broad daylight, it is really not possible to do this, so I can only whisper helplessly and feebly: "It's my fault, it's my fault..."

Such ridiculous consolation only made Yunluo even more heartbroken, crying more and more painfully and sadly. She thought she deserved a deeper, warmer hug, but after waiting for a long time, there was nothing. Later, the crying had become monotonous and annoying.

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People's explanations are so suppressed that they cannot be heard clearly.

In the end, Yun Luo felt bored and couldn't cry anymore. He slowly held back his tears, took out his handkerchief, and wiped away the trace of tears that "should have been wiped on the other person's shoulder."

"I lost my sword too." Yun Luo swallowed more, breaking the awkward deadlock. When she choked on the water, the dagger "Yong Wu" in her hand had disappeared.

"It's okay, I'll go get it." Ye Xuanzheng was at a loss for words. Hearing this, he felt as if he had been granted amnesty and walked towards the ice cave again. At this time, a thin layer of frost had condensed on the edge of the ice cave, but it had not yet covered the center. Ye Xuan frowned, gritted his teeth, stepped lightly on the frosty surface with his left foot, and with a crisp cracking sound, he fell into the bottom of the pool again.

Even though the true energy in the body is already surging in the meridians like "water from the Milky Way", the feeling of this cold pool is really not pleasant. Relying only on his memory, he roughly walked to the location where Yun Luo attacked him, lay down on the ground, looked hard, and touched everywhere. It took a lot of effort to finally meet the dagger. When he emerged from the water, he saw Yun Luo hugging his knees and squatting near the ice cave, and Ye Xuan couldn't help but feel a warm feeling in his heart.

Ye Xuan was soaked all over, and his thick black hair lay limply on his face, looking quite scary and pitiful at the same time. Yun Luo took the dagger and apologized: "I should have picked it up myself. Thank you very much."

Ye Xuan stretched out his hands to remove the wet hair that was blocking his vision, pretending to be colder than he actually was, and whispered softly: "Don't talk like that. Every time we don't see each other for a while, you are reserved. I'm in the water now. Does this trip count as a reunion?"

Yun Luo smiled softly and did not reply. He ran a few steps to the side, picked up the "Xingmang" lying on the ice, handed it to Ye Xuan, and then turned around to pull out the two sword scabbards stuck on the ice. The two of them did not sit on the bluestone again. Ye Xuan returned to the flat "hard soil" with water dripping all the way, and returned to the square table with the "Xue Zang" and the "Tea Cup".

"I'll heat the tea, and you heat yourself." Yun Luo said to Ye Xuan, unintentionally speaking in a reassuring tone like an eldest sister.

"Yes." Ye Xuan, instead of being annoyed, felt a hint of sweetness, as if the tip of his heart had been gently caressed by goose down. Then he sat down in the chair obediently, closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing.

After all, it is much easier to warm yourself than to warm others. After a while, Ye Xuan's clothes were dry and his hair returned to its dandy look. When he opened his eyes, Yunluo was holding a round porcelain pot in his hands, and the cold tea in his belly was already boiling hot. This technique is used to burn tea, which can be regarded as extremely luxurious and gentle; if it is used to burn yourself, it is "burning hands".

There were only two tea cups on the table, and they were used by Ye Xuan and Mu Qing'er. Although Yunluo had just choked on the pool water, he felt even more hungry and thirsty after spitting it out. At this time, he felt slightly embarrassed and didn't know whether he should drink.

Only then did Ye Xuan realize his mistake. He knew she was coming today, but he forgot to bring another teacup. He had no choice but to pour out the remaining half cup of tea that Mu Qing'er drank, and poured hot tea into the cup again, but did not push the cup in front of Yunluo.

"Why do you have such hair?" Yun Luo asked curiously, looking at Ye Xuan's "neck-length" black hair. The implication: Shouldn’t educated people grow their hair? This kind of question can be described as rude, and it is precisely in this rudeness that there is a closeness that has never been seen before.

"If it grows longer, it's time to roll it up." Ye Xuan hid the real answer and lied: "It's easy to wash like this, but hanging it on the back will be troublesome. Life is short... I don't know how many years it will be. Spend every day. It's not worth a cup of tea to comb your hair. Why don't you cut it short too." Gu Changqing has not aged yet, and Ye Xuan doesn't know how long he will live if he doesn't die violently.

Hearing this, Yun Luo laughed and cursed: "The little moth tempted me to get a tattoo, and you taught me to cut off my hair. Are you expecting me to be kicked out of the house?" After saying this, something suddenly moved in his heart: If I were kicked out of the house, would I be able to... …

"Hmph, I see that even if you burned down 'Yun Mansion', 'Yun Da' wouldn't be willing to give you a scolding." Ye Xuan and Yun Da rarely talked about Yun Qin and Yun Luo. They mentioned it occasionally, but it was still easy to see. It turns out that Yun Da loves Yun Luo far more than Yun Qin.

"Hehe." Thinking of his father's doting on him, Yunluo felt warm and proud in his heart, but in the end he was unwilling to bring the topic to his own family: "Well, how about my kung fu? Compared with Xiao Mo and Xiao Ying. Is it awesome?"

"Slightly better than Xiao Mo, far inferior to Xiao Ying." Ye Xuan didn't dare to say this, what if it reached Xiao Mo's ears? She knew one thing in her heart, but others said it was another. He had no choice but to lie again: "Win or lose, life or death, it's a thin line. This 'useful swordsmanship' is so obscene. If you really have to risk your life, I think you have a better chance of winning." Ye Xuan thought of her flying into his head. The sword's condition was still a bit irritating.

Yun Luo smiled timidly, feeling a little embarrassed in his heart: "Then I can't help it. If it were you, how could you tell me how to fight this fight?"

Ye Xuan shook his head and said: "I can't think of a better way. I have to admit that you are a genius. You sacrificed your life and broke the ice. I almost got into your trap twice. Hum, if you are willing to kill people, you will be an incredible assassin. .”

Yun Luo thought to himself: "When did I say I was not willing to kill someone? But...am I willing to do it?"

"I lost the competition, what tasks did you arrange for me?" Yunluo felt very sad when he thought that "Xingmang" could no longer accompany him. But I couldn't help but feel a little excited when I thought about having a task to do.

"I haven't thought about it yet, just wait patiently." Ye Xuan Shang never thought about what he could ask Yun Luo to do. The deeper the love, the narrower the tasks that can be assigned to her. "By the way, you should stop fighting with others until you pay off my gambling debt."

The second half of Ye Xuan's sentence didn't have any profound meaning. It was just the verbosity of a timid businessman. After Yunluo heard this, he couldn't help but think of his feud with Ding Lan and all the troubles it caused afterwards: "I haven't thanked you yet for the Xixia sect, and I don't know how to repay you. I thought...I haven't paid you back yet. Qing, why not just join you. But Xiao Mo said that you don't accept people with families." Yun Luo said so solemnly that Ye Xuan was a little embarrassed.

"Oh, I really want to take you in. If I just want to be the Lord of Anyi City, I will bear it if you have a father and a mother. But there is really no reason to involve you in what happens next." Ye Xuan felt secretly bitter in his heart, and his face But there was a hint of warmth in his mind, and he said warmly: "The cause and effect of Xixia's matter are completely unclear. You thanked me today, and I simply took advantage of this stupid advantage and accepted it shamelessly. However, it's okay to say this." , don’t mention it again in the future.”

"Okay, I won't mention it in the future. But I will remember it in my heart." The words were full of tenderness.

Ye Xuan smiled slightly and didn't answer for a while. The silence in the room made the two of them a little at a loss. The martial arts competition is over. If you have nothing to say, it's time to leave. Ye Xuan picked up the tea cup and took a sip. Yun Luo finally picked up the cup Mu Qing'er used and drank lightly.

"This tea is quite delicious." Yun Luo felt that he needed to say something, so he casually said.

"This is tea from the south, sent by 'Xue Rang'." Neither of them understands tea. Ye Xuan originally wanted to mention the name of this tea, but suddenly couldn't remember it, so he had to mention the name of the tea. people. "If you like it, I'll ask someone to give you some." He also realized that this was not a good topic, but it was better than "it's getting late."

"Okay, then I will accept it shamelessly?" Yun Luo imitated Ye Xuangang's words with a naughty expression. She didn't want the tea at all, but she was willing to accept Ye Xuan's kindness.

"I heard from Xiaoying that you created an 'alliance'. Did you give it a name?"

Speaking of this, Yunluo's eyes brightened again: "Not yet, whoever donates more money will use his name. Xiaoying donated a thousand taels, how can you have more than her, how about one hundred thousand? ?" Afterimage taught Yun Luo how to negotiate that day, saying that he should not be afraid when asking for a price, and he must ask for an amount that even he felt was excessive.

Ye Xuan didn't even have the strength to "gasp" when he heard this: "Are you asking for donations, or are you rebelling?"

"You moved a small golden mountain back from the south. One hundred thousand is not a lot, right?" Yun Luo insisted through gritted teeth. She felt that the method taught by Xiaoying was wonderful. After she said it, she felt that it made sense. One hundred thousand was indeed not much.

"It's better than this, I'll teach you a better way." Ye Xuan said sincerely, Yunluo also said that he really had some good words, looking at him with big eyes, as if he was listening attentively.

"You go to the 'Mowen Tower' and hire some mercenaries to knock down the 'Kurong City'. After that, everything in the 'Ye Palace' will be yours. There is no need to go around trying to extort a thousand or ten thousand people. "

"Hmph! If you don't want to, forget it, I have another way." Yun Luo heard Ye Xuan's sarcasm and said angrily.

"Oh? What can I do?"

"There are still many kind-hearted people in this world. If you don't donate, my alliance will use his name." Looking at Yun Luo's proud expression, Ye Xuan suddenly felt a trace of jealousy in his heart: "Forget it. What other method is there but still blackmailing people? Who is it?"

Yunluo curled his lips: "I won't tell you. You will know then."

Ye Xuan became more and more curious and thought to himself: "Who doesn't have eyesight to feed her such a big appetite and dare to ask for one hundred thousand? That person's donation was probably less than one hundred thousand, but it must be a ridiculous person." An extremely large amount of money. If it’s not ‘Yun Da’, he’s a man who wants to cheat on her.”

"Don't let the bad guys deceive you." As soon as the words came out, Ye Xuan felt a little bitter, but he couldn't take them back. She is extorting money, and she is also deceiving others. At her level, she can't be intoxicated by medicine or drunk by wine. How many bad people can harm her?

"What kind of villain? He is... Huh, don't try to trick me." Yun Luo was very satisfied with his wit.

The two of them kept chatting like this, and when they had nothing to say, they pretended to drink tea. By the time the tea in the big-bellied porcelain pot bottomed out, there was only a faint glow left on the horizon, and the sun had set so hard that it was almost invisible.

"I... want to go back." Yun Luo went to the Ye Palace to compete, and Yun Mu was already angry. If she returned home at night, she didn't dare to think about what would happen after entering. It would be extremely inappropriate to delay it until this moment.

"Well, I'll take you out." Ye Xuan stood up, put the "Xue Zang" on the table at his waist, and held up the "Xing Mang" in his left hand to lead Yun Luo out.

"No need, I remember the way." Yun Luo was not a person who cared about the eyes around her, but for some reason, she didn't want to be with Ye Xuan today, and she didn't want to endure the prying eyes of the guards. "It's a pleasure to fight with you." Without waiting for Ye Xuan's reaction, the pale yellow figure flashed and quickly floated towards the entrance of the "Martial Arts Arena". After a few ups and downs, it disappeared.

Ye Xuan stood there, looking at the direction where Yun Luo had disappeared, feeling an indescribable feeling in his heart. Not joy, nor bitterness. After a long time, he slowly pulled out the wooden sheath in his hand, releasing the "fishy light", looking at the dark and slender sword body, and said to himself: "I wanted to make you arrogant for the last time, but I didn't expect... not even a single sword blow. If you come out, you will be chased and hide everywhere. You are a coward, just like your master. Okay, have a long sleep."

The long sword is like a black mane, neatly retracted into its sheath. I don’t know what year or month it was when I saw the sun again.

(End of this chapter)