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Wen Bin still received Wen Luo's letter, the first time he received Wen Luo's letter was half a month after they escaped.

The content of the letter is very simple: Go back to Pingling, and I promise not to break your legs.

Wen Bin panicked, but Ye Zhixi didn't care, and continued to eat and drink.

In the second letter, after they became disciples of the Qiongzhen sect, the content of the letter changed again: it's cold, so pay more attention to your body.

Wen Bin knew that his mother was not angry with him anymore, so he dared to reply, so Wen Bin and Wen Luo wrote back frequently, and over time, Wen Luo also accepted that Wen Bin would not return to Wen's house.

Wen Luo wrote letters to him very regularly, one letter in more than ten days, but this month was almost over, but Wen Bin still hadn't received the letter, and he felt a little depressed.

Depression is depression, but life still has to go on.

Brothers and sisters went to practice swords, and the Qiongzhen Mountain was full of the sound of swords dancing.

"Oops... sorry!"

When the sword fell to the ground, Wen Bin frowned, it was Mo Huan, the second senior brother.

"It's okay, brother." Wen Bin bent over to pick up the sword, but just as his hand touched the sword, a foot stepped on his hand.

"You!" Wen Bin pulled out his hand in pain.

"Junior brother, I'm sorry, I didn't see it just now." Mo Huan said with a smile, but it was the kind of smile on the surface.

Wen Bin gritted his teeth, this Mo Huan, since he joined the Qiongzhen Sect, he has been targeting himself for almost a year, Wen Bin really doesn't want to fight with him, every time he is perfunctory, but he just seems to be unbeatable Xiaoqiang is average, but Wenbin is lazy.

Mo Huan waved his hand, "Sorry".

The rest of the disciples didn't care when they saw it, because they couldn't afford to mess with the seniors.

"Then please brother have more eyes." Wen Bin sneered.

"You!" Mo Huan immediately wanted to step forward to beat Wen Bin, but stopped.

He smiled, deliberately elongated his voice, and said, "Well, so does Junior Brother Wen, don't be so blind that you don't even know when your home is gone."

Wen Bin's heart trembled, there was clearly something in his words.

Before Wen Bin stepped forward to ask for an explanation, Ye Zhixi intervened.

He smiled and said, "Senior Brother Mo, what's the matter?"

Mo Huan couldn't offend Ye Zhixi, his complexion changed a bit, and he said timidly: "It's okay."

"Since senior brother is fine, let's go back to the room first."

Ye Zhixi forcibly pulled Wen Bin back to the room.

The backs of Mo Huan and the two of them walking away gradually spit on the ground with a bah.

The surrounding juniors hurried forward to appease him.

"Brother, why bother to take offense like him."

"Brother, calm down..."

Mo Huan let out a muffled snort, full of displeasure: "The drowned Phoenix is ​​just homeless."

"Exactly!" The other disciples echoed.

After returning to the room, Ye Zhixi dragged Wen Bin into the room, and then locked the door firmly.

"Why are you dragging me?!" Wen Bin shook his sleeves and glared at Ye Zhixi.

Ye Zhixi pushed him down on the stool, poured him another cup of tea, Qingrun said, "I won't pull you, and then let you fight with him?"

Wen Bin grinds his teeth and refuses to drink that tea. Ever since he joined the Qiongzhen Sect, Mo Huan has been making troubles all the time. Wen Bin hindered him from being a senior, so he has always maintained the mentality of "avoid if he can". Mo Huan became more lawless and often made fun of him.

But the rabbit also showed its power. Once, Wen Bin couldn't take it anymore, so he beat him up. Although Wen Bin was thin, he was still powerful. After this punch, Mo Huan's face became swollen. Mo Huan's family They have been from a family of immortals for generations, and they have never experienced this kind of anger since they were young. When they got angry, the two scuffled together.

From then on, Mo Huan looked down on Wen Bin even more, looking for trouble every day, but he didn't dare to pick it out, because Ye Zhixi was inserted in the middle.

After being bullied for the first time, Wen Bin didn't tell Ye Zhixi, but Ye Zhixi saw it right away and called him stupid.

On the second day, Mo Huan's face was swollen. With his swollen black face, he ran to tell the headmaster, saying indiscriminately, "I slept well in the room last night, but for some reason, suddenly A man in black came and beat me up when I was blindfolded, Master, look! It's all purple here!..."

He pointed at his own face, with an angry expression on his face, the head of the sect was indifferent, and immediately asked someone to check, after a lot of checking, but found nothing.

Wen Bin grabbed Ye Zhixi, who was watching the excitement, whispered in his ear, and asked, "Did you do it?"

Ye Zhi smiled sadly, but didn't answer him.

Wen Bin knew that he did it, so bold, who else but Ye Zhixi?

After a long time, Mo Huan was not once or twice by Ye Zhixi, and naturally found out some clues, pulled Ye Zhixi's collar and said: "Did you do it?!"

There was no one around, and Ye Zhixi was right, she slapped his hands away from her collar, smiled like a spring breeze, and said, "Senior brother is not stupid."

Mo Huan gritted his teeth angrily, but he didn't dare to hit him. He couldn't beat him, so he ran back to complain to the head.

Ye Zhixi was brought to the main hall, kicked to the ground by Mo Huan, but she remained silent.

The head of the sect asked coldly: "Beating a fellow sect, have you ever done it?"

Ye Zhixi raised her black eyes and said firmly, "No."

Mo Huanqi's fingers trembled, and he argued: "Master! It's him! He admitted it himself!"

Ye Zhixi gritted her teeth, her eyes showed no sign of lying, and asked Mo Huan, "Why did senior brother slander me? Could it be that senior brother did something wrong?"

Mo Huan gritted his teeth, he was so angry that he almost vomited blood, he stepped forward and wanted to kick Ye Zhixi, but Ye Zhixi didn't dodge, just knelt on the ground.

Before Mo Huan kicked it, the headmaster said, "Enough."

Mo Huan stopped at the sword in mid-air, frowned and looked at the head of the sect. The head of the sect flicked his sleeves, stood up, and said in a cool voice, "This matter is over."

After finishing speaking, he exited the main hall. The disciples who were eavesdropping outside the door rushed forward when they saw the headmaster had left. A group of people helped Ye Zhixi up, and a group of people went to appease the angry Mo Huan.

The disciples were divided into two factions.

Ye Zhixi stood up straight, brushed off her clothes, raised the corners of her mouth, and looked at Mo Huan with sneering eyes.

Mo Huan was so angry that he raised his sleeves and wanted to fight him, but was pushed down by the disciples around him. Mo Huan was furious and kicked a junior beside him, who couldn't stand still. It fell directly on the main hall.

The rest of the disciples gasped, their chests were filled with anger, but they dared not speak.

"You! Ye Zhixi! I remember you!" Mo Huan strode away with a flick of his sleeves.

The disciples also dispersed, Wen Bin stepped forward to support Ye Zhixi, and quietly gave him a thumbs up. Ye Zhixi's acting skills are really not a cover.

Ye Zhi smiled regretfully and raised an eyebrow at him.

Many times since then, as long as Ye Zhixi is present, Mo Huan will restrain himself a bit, and if he avoids it, he still dares to charge?

"Master Wen, calm down, or I'll teach him a lesson for you?" Ye Zhi smiled sadly.

Although Wen Bin was still angry, he lowered his eyes at this moment, as if Ye Zhixi helped him out in everything.

"Did something happen to the Wen family?" Wen Bin tried his best not to think about it, but suddenly remembered Mo Huan's words, "I'm so blind that I'm gone." It was obvious that he was speaking to him.

Ye Zhixi's expression faltered slightly, but she still hid it well: "How is that possible."

Knowing that he was worried because he didn't receive the letter, he said again: "Maybe it's because the teacher and the others have something to do and don't have time to write to you."

Wen Bin thought about it for a long time, and felt that what he said was also reasonable, so he stopped asking.

Mo Huan found Wen Bin three days later, but secretly found him behind Ye Zhixi's back.

He tiptoed into Wen Bin's room, Wen Bin was startled, wondering why he came, before he could ask, he threw a letter on the table, didn't say a word, and gave Wen Bin any unnecessary expressions, Turning around, he tiptoed out of the room again.

Wen Bin looked at the letter on the table, his eyes became contemplative, he got up and picked up the letter, after reading it, his face froze, and he rushed to find Ye Zhixi.

Ye Zhixi was wiping his sword, and the evening light shone on his side, covering him with a layer of warm sun. He was dressed in white, and his brows were clear, like a painting, making people unable to move their eyes away.

Seeing him coming angrily, he thought he was angry again, so he asked with a smile, "Did Mo Huan bother you again?"

"No." Wen Bin said in a deep voice.

"What's the matter?" Ye Zhixi's eyes were smiling, full of pampering.

Wen Bin's eyes trembled, he pursed his lips and threw the letter on the table, Ye Zhixi froze when wiping his sword, and his smile also subsided.

"Who gave it to you?" His eyes were dark, and Ye Liang spoke like water.

Wen Bin was cold, without his usual playfulness: "You can believe it?"

Ye Zhixi pursed her lips and said nothing, she didn't know where to put the hand holding the sword, and just stared straight at Wen Bin.

"Why did you do this?" Wen Bin's voice trembled, his eyes darkened.

"You know?" Ye Zhixi said with a heavy heart.

"My Wen family is going to disappear, why didn't you tell me?" Wen Bin tried his best to hold back the anger in his eyes.

"you listen to me……"

"let me go!"

Ye Zhixi wanted to grab his sleeve, but Wen Bin slammed it open, and the sword fell to the ground with a suffocating sound.

"I misread you, Ye Zhixi." Wen Bin's eyes were as deep as water, his voice was cold, and he turned and rushed out of the room.

Ye Zhixi was a little unsteady, she sat down with her support on the table, and picked up the letter tremblingly.

It was written by Wen Qian, the master of the Wen family: The Wen family is in trouble, return to the Wen family quickly, and marry the daughter of the Feng family, so as to save the Wen family's life!

Ye Zhixi's eyes trembled, and in the next second, the letter was torn to pieces.

He covered his brows and clenched his brows together, but he still didn't hide the matter.

Nine days ago, he received a letter from Mrs. Wen. The letter was full of worries, but he told Ye Zhixi about the general situation.

There was a conflict between the Mo family and the Wen family, and they wanted to destroy the Wen family, but the Wen family was powerless to resist and was in dire straits.

Ye Zhixi's heart trembled, but she didn't tell Wen Bin about it, but cut off all the letters from the Wen family after that, so that Wen Bin didn't want to receive any letter.

Wen Luo only sent two letters, and the rest were all from Wen Qian. The content of the letter was obvious, and the crisis could be resolved only by asking Wen Bin to return to Wen's home.

Ye Zhixi knew that she had selfish intentions, but she didn't want Wen Bin to die.

Unexpectedly, Wen Qian sent another letter today, but he didn't intercept it, but Wen Bin received it instead.

Everything is exposed.

Ye Zhixi was feeling melancholy when a junior sister broke into the door suddenly.

Panting heavily, she said, "Senior brother! Wen! Senior brother Wen is about to quit the sect!"

Ye Zhixi raised her eyes, staggered a little, and rushed out of the room very quickly.

At the entrance of the Qiongzhen sect, Wen Bin was carrying a burden and holding a sword, and there were many disciples around him, some were watching the fun, some were persuading him to stay.

"Oh! Brother Wen! Are you leaving?" Mo Huan folded his arms and his eyes were full of sarcasm.

Wen Bin pursed his lips and refused to answer, but Mo Huan sent a letter and said loudly on purpose: "Are you going back to Wen's house? I'm afraid you will be gone if you go back to Wen's house now!"

He smiled wildly. He was the one who intercepted the letter, and he was the one who made the Patriarch of the Mo family destroy the Wen family.

Wen Bin held the scabbard tightly with his hand, and in the next second, he pulled out the sword. The sword was shining brightly, and it reached Mo Huan's neck. The disciples around gasped, but they didn't dare to step forward to dissuade him.

"You! Wen Bin!" Mo Huan leaned back, afraid that his sword would not have eyes.

Wen Bin smiled, with a childish air all over his body, and said: "Brother, oh, no, Mo Huan, I am no longer a disciple of the Qiongzhen Sect, so you say... Is it okay if I kill you now?"

He moved his sword forward a few inches, and a row of blood dripped from Mo Huan's neck, Mo Huan's face turned pale, and his voice trembled slightly: "Wen Bin, do you know...! My father is the head of the Mo family...!!"

"Patriarch of the Mo family? It's a pity that I don't know him." Wen Bin's sword edge didn't leave half a point.

"you you……!"

"Wen Bin! Stop!" Ye Zhixi flew over in a few steps, and broke the blade of the sword with her bare hands.

Without the threat, Mo Huan quickly ran away with his followers.

Wen Bin looked at Mo Huan who had fled away, sneered, dropped the broken sword in his hand on the ground, turned and left down the mountain without looking back.

"Wen Bin!" Ye Zhixi grabbed his sleeve tightly.

Wen Bin's back froze, he turned around, with the corners of his mouth raised, his eyes dull, and he sneered, "Young master Ye, do you have anything else to say?"

Mr. Ye... What a ruthless title.

"Wen Bin, listen to me, you can't go back now..."

"Master Ye, it's not your turn to discipline me yet!" Wen Bin shook off Ye Zhixi's hand.

"I know I shouldn't lie to you, but listen to me..." Ye Zhixi pressed his shoulder, almost incoherent.

Wen Bin's eyes trembled, but he was still cold: "Listen to what you said! Said that my Wen family will be destroyed? Said that you lied to me and cut off all the letters? Said that you want me to watch my Wen family be destroyed by others? Flatten!!"

He was a little out of control, and his chest heaved uncontrollably.

Ye Zhixi trembled, her eyes were deep, and her voice was somewhat bitter, she said, "It's not like that..."

"What kind of thing is that?! You want me to be under the same roof as someone who wants to destroy my family?!" Wen Bin pointed straight at the place where Mo Huan escaped, and met Ye Zhixi with cold eyes.

The wind at dusk is slightly cool.

"Ye Zhixi, you disappoint me so much... Do you know? I regard you as the best brother! The best brother! The best brother! But you are the one who makes me sad the most!" Wen Bin's voice trembled , the bottom of his eyes was already wet, but he just didn't shed tears.

Ye Zhixi's throat tightened, her heart fluttered with his words, "Can you listen to my explanation? This matter..."

"Enough!" Wen Bin interrupted him with choked sobs, his eyes were flushed, Wen Bin tried hard to break free from his hand, but Ye Zhixi refused to let go.

Ye Zhixi unconsciously exerted force on her fingers, firmly holding down Wen Bin, and begged with a trembling voice, "Don't leave, please...I beg you."

His eyes are like the sky at night, so dark that one's heart sinks, and he can't find his way.

Wen Bin was stunned, he actually begged him.

Ye Zhixi's eyes were flushed, and her fingertips were trembling: "We don't want the Wen family anymore, please, don't go."

Wen Bin's shoulders trembled, he pursed his lips and gasped for breath, his hands pressed him so tightly that he couldn't breathe.

Ye Zhixi pinned him down almost out of control, her face turned pale, and she begged him humbly with tears: "Don't go back to Wen's house to get married, please, please don't abandon me and leave, please..."

Wen Bin raised his eyes, his deep eyes froze for a few seconds, and turned to endless sadness. He opened Ye Zhixi's trembling hand little by little, and his voice dissipated in the twilight: "Ye Zhixi, you So selfish."

The Wen family turned around and took that step resolutely, every step was very heavy.

Ye Zhixiong didn't know where to put her hands, her body was weak, her eyes watched the thin figure go further and further away, the pain in her heart was suffocating, she wanted to step out to catch up with him, but her legs were heavy. Can't take a step.

It took a lot of courage to even open the mouth, he wanted to keep him, but Ye Zhixi's lips trembled: "Wen Bin!"

The figure froze for a few seconds, but still disappeared into the dusk with a flick of his sleeves.

Ye Zhixi knelt down straight on the ground, and stretched out her hands stiffly to cover the chest that hurt to the marrow.

A few drops of transparent liquid fell on the ground, and Ye Zhixi trembled and murmured, "Is it raining?"

He raised his head and squinted his eyes, but all he saw was a hazy patch of yellow.

He lowered his eyebrows and stretched out his hands to touch his face. Looking at the water marks on his fingers, he said in a daze, "It's tears..."

He didn't know that his face was covered with tears at this moment.

He didn't know that Ye Zhixi, who had never cried before, cried.