a ruthless swordsman

23.

I wake up very early.

Or maybe I didn't sleep much at all.

My father became more informal in middle age, and most of them stayed in the courtyard of the Qin Zhuangzhu.At night, at about a quarter of an hour, the door of the next room slammed softly. I guessed that the third senior brother had returned.

Xie Ling slept on the outer side, and I was about to sleep quietly when he rolled over.With my arms across my body, my sleeping position was quite unsightly, which completely dispelled my idea of ​​knocking on the door in the middle of the night.

At three o'clock, Xie Ling opened his eyes on time.

I pretended to be drowsy, and only slowly got up after he finished washing.

The grass and trees in the courtyard were green, and the bluestone road was covered with water mist. I stood in front of the third senior brother's house, and I couldn't raise my hands timidly due to the feeling of nostalgia.

After a moment of hesitation, he missed the opportunity, and the door was pushed open from the inside. The third senior brother was neatly dressed, with handsome eyebrows and eyes. He was still the hero Li Yanxing who was born as a boy.

In his previous life, he left in a hurry, and the last thing he saw was on him. What was remembered was the pained look on the third senior brother's face, not him who was usually cold and dusty.

Yesterday was dead, and what stands now is a living person.Behind him was the Taisu sword, put the sword back into its sheath, all the cold and silver light disappeared, and asked with lowered eyes: "Little Junior Brother, what can I do for you?"

I shook my head and put my arms around him.

motherfucker.

I am too short.

Forget it, just make up your mind.

"Brother, in today's competition, you will definitely come out on top, and you will be amazed by the crowd."

On weekdays, I seldom get so close to the third senior brother. He was somewhat uncomfortable, he didn't know where to put his arms, and he hugged me back in a vague way, stroking my hair clumsily.

"it is good."

24.

"Axue! Help me tie my hair!"

My ears trembled, I quickly let go of my hand, and turned sideways to look at the source of the sound.

The third brother's arm naturally slipped down, and he said warmly: "The fourth brother calls for your help, go quickly. See you later in the competition."

With half of his hair tied up, Xie Ling ran out of the room and stood under the eaves in a daze, his face immediately changed into a wronged look.

He heard the short conversation between me and the third senior brother, and he couldn't believe it: "You actually think that Li Yanxing will be better than me in today's competition!"

Brother Ling, it's not that I think, it's that you are really no better than Third Senior Brother...

I squeezed into the room together with him, pressed my shoulders and taught him to sit in front of the bronze mirror, picked up the wooden comb, and tied a neat high ponytail for him.Xie Ling's stern face was reflected in the bronze mirror, I couldn't help laughing and said: "At least you and the third senior brother have a chance to compete, and I may not be able to get my turn in the next group meeting."

"You and the third senior brother are both my father's apprentices. Why are you angry with your own senior brother? The third senior brother is outstanding in swordsmanship, and you are even more proficient in sword tactics and mental techniques. Of course, you can both occupy a place on the hero list."

Xie Ling curled his lips, reluctantly accepted my offer, and said angrily, "You'll be optimistic about it later!"

Me: good good good.

too difficult.

Every day, he was caught between the competitive fourth senior brother and the muffled third senior brother.

25.

In my previous life, I was still very interested in the Qunhaohui.

In recent years, Jianzong has rarely been involved in Jianghu affairs. Although my father bears the title of leader of the alliance, he doesn't often call himself the leader of the martial arts alliance.There are not so many vicious and vicious people in Jianghu who have to bother many sects to gather together. Only the five-year cycle of the hero list evaluation is the most lively moment.

After all, it was the first time to see the world. After traveling far away, I saw so many masters of the rivers and lakes.

This time is different.

The first time is raw and the second time is familiar, I even know the ranking of the hero list in advance, and the group of heroes will be boring in my eyes.

People from various factions came one after another, and the owner of Qin Zhuang was warm and hospitable, and he never refused to come.Three religions and nine streams swarmed here, including the prestigious Huashan School of Shaolin Temple, as well as solitary people with no background or sect.

Of course, those who can live in Lingxiao Mountain Villa will naturally hold the invitation letter handed over by the owner of Qin Zhuangzhuang himself.

The rest of the people stayed in the surrounding inns, and came in droves until the opening day of the conference.

Zhuangzhu Qin is a well-known good man in the world, and he is the only one who can arrange the various schools and factions to live in a friendly manner.

Master Mu of Baicaomen married Master Meng of Qixing Island. The second son of Island Master Meng asked to marry the only daughter of Master Mu. A book boy with a beautiful face died.

Miss Mu destroyed Mr. Meng's place with medicine, and returned to Baicaomen by boat. From then on, the Mu and Meng families were considered to have ended their enmity.

Seven Star Island is in the north, and Jianzong lives in the south.This matter was spread to the south of Jianzong, so Mr. Meng rushed to Qunhaohui without shame to receive everyone's sympathetic gazes, but Ms. Mu took her seat gracefully.

Island Master Meng was in retirement, and there were not many people coming from Qixing Island. They entered through the west door and angrily cast eyes of hatred and fear at their former young lady.

Xie Ling had a weird smile on his face watching the excitement, but he didn't want to talk to me, after all, it was an extremely disgraceful thing.He thought I didn't know about this sensational secret, so I wanted to tell——

On the way we rushed to Lingxiao Mountain Villa, even the boatman had heard about it, how could I not have heard of it!

Well, let Xie Ling continue to misunderstand.

I pretended to be curious: "Brother, what kind of people are they? Why are they all staring at Sister Mu?"

Xie Ling's face froze, and he said vaguely: "I don't know too well, it seems to be an old grudge with Baicaomen."

Ah.

A man full of nonsense.

26.

But Xie Ling didn't have to think about how to trick me.

Because my dad is here.

But anyone who wields a sword and is under fifty will rush up and surround my father.

I estimated the chances of successfully squeezing in and sat back down again.

The third senior brother followed my father, whoever recognized him first exclaimed: "You are the young man who won the victory with the wooden sword!"

This voice is howling.

I vaguely remembered that it was also this person back then, and Shi Potian shocked countless clusters of rotten peach blossoms for the third senior brother.

The third senior brother is a few years older than me, and two years older than the fourth senior brother.Even Xie Ling had someone to match him with, and it was the third senior brother's turn, even more so.

Five years ago, he was as old as I am now, and my father brought him to the group meeting that year.

He was not qualified to enter the competition, but accidentally annoyed a brother who was at the bottom of the hero list.That brother was not very old, it was just when the spring heart was sprouting, the young man knew Mu Shaoai, but the girl he liked cast his eyes on the third senior brother.It was such a thing that caused this dear friend to provoke the third senior brother off the court.

The third senior brother is naturally baffled.

The owner of Qin Zhuang ran into him accidentally, and reprimanded the dear friend.

It's okay if you don't talk about it, but when you talk about it, the man became even more angry, and directly sent a battle post to the third senior brother.

You, a person on the hero list, single out a disciple who is watching the battle.

Do you want a face?

He definitely doesn't want it.

The third brother agreed.

The elder brother felt sorry for him and wanted to lend him his saber.

In the end, it was useless, and the wooden sword that has been used by the Ruthless Sword Sect for generations was still used.

My father said that a wooden sword is enough for a match that ends as soon as possible.

It seems that the third senior brother has indeed listened to it.

When a wooden sword is paired with a pair of swords, it is a head lower than others in terms of quantity, let alone quality.

The brother who wields double knives is young, but his heart is quite vicious.The knife slashed into the flesh, and every time the third brother was asked to hide, he changed his mind and wanted to scratch his face.

Hearing what my senior brother who went with me said here, I was so angry that I wished I could come to the scene and teach that black-hearted swordsman a lesson.

I kept asking, and then, and then.

The wooden sword was blunt, with no killing intent, it flew around with it, one sword knocked off the other, after two rounds, the young dual-swordsman was empty-handed.

The third brother bent down and picked up the two scimitars, returned them to their original owners, nodded to the onlookers, and retreated behind my father.

Why didn't I follow?

I sighed regretfully for not seeing the scene where the third senior brother made his mark with my own eyes.

The double-swordsman blushed, seeing the girl he liked grow bolder, and ran to deliver a sachet to the third senior brother.

I almost forgot that the origin is such a ridiculous affair.

The young martial arts seniors looked at the pair of boys and girls with smiles, the words reminiscing about the past came to their lips, and they choked back.

The third senior brother didn't know why, holding the scabbard in his hand, he directly refused: "I usually don't like wearing sachets."

Bai has a soul-stirring face, and the third senior brother's heart is made of wood.

I didn't see him in my previous life, but I think if I can see him marry in this life, it must be his Taisu sword.