[Sword Three] [Huayang] Continues

The bamboo house is secluded and secluded, except for the villain Master Xiu, no one comes here for the time being, so it will be safe for a while.

Jiang Yan arranged a few words, closed the door to keep out the extreme cold of the winter night and the people who obstructed the eyes, and sat down in front of the bed, lit the oil lamp and lit the heater by the side, watching Mu Chenfeng fade away in the dimness. The nightmare that killed him, curled up in the bed again and slept peacefully.

"On weekdays, the light is bright and cold, but when you fall asleep, it is harmless and pity. Cangshan is, and it is now, but unfortunately it is not a good place. Cangshan still has 'wind, flowers, snow and moon', and here there is only snow that burns bones." Jiang Yan sat He whispered to him, touched his wrist, pushed the inner force into his sea of ​​energy little by little, and looked at his peaceful face in a daze.

He has known him for a long time, so long that the memories of each other have blurred into light and shadow, and they don't know each other even when they see each other.Embedded in the hatred and strife in the camp, they never took a good look at each other, or fought evenly and without distraction.When the long night is over, he will be able to wake up and recover as before.At that time, he will be the invincible swordsman of the Haoqi League, and he will be the life-and-death Demon Lord of the Valley of the Evil, and he will no longer be a bonded person who advances and retreats hand in hand.Before fighting each other, it's better to have a good time.

Jiang Yan probed his full sea of ​​energy and stable pulse, and slowly moved his hand to his neck, touching the throbbing pulse and the fragile skin, as if it could be broken with a light force.

Mu Chenfeng's eyelashes trembled slightly, his breathing was even, and he was as quiet as falling snow, and he never struggled.

"Silly boy, if you know it's a lie, stay away from those sweet words in the future." Jiang Yan withdrew his hand with a chuckle, sighed and covered the quilt again, looked back at the red long sword, and thought about pulling it from his sleeve. He took out the porcelain bottle containing the incense pills.

After accidentally removing the sealing wax, he hadn't opened it for a long time. When the lid was unscrewed, a pungent aroma came out. He took one and got slightly drunk on the fire, smelling clear and slightly bitter, with the fragrance of Angelica dahurica.

This fragrance is usually very calming, but it calms the gods of the world, but disturbs the remnant souls, absorbs ghosts, and can retreat ghosts and attract evil spirits. Such a scent really attracted something, leaning against the wall His saber shone brightly, and Mu Chenfeng in his dream also frowned and turned over.

Jiang Yan only smelled it roughly, and laughed at himself that his sense of smell was not good enough and he couldn't feel the difference between this fragrance and others. He actually carried something incredible with him. Being snatched away by others will inevitably lead to bloody storms.

"It will be fine when you wake up from the dream, good boy, sleep a little longer." Wan Hua whispered to him with downcast eyes, explored the amulet hidden in his heart, and pressed his palm along his meridians with concentration, then turned to go When he reached the long sword, his fingertips wiped another bloodstain on the blade.

With a flash of light from the blade of the sword, a terrifying and hostile energy rushed out, almost breaking free from the shackles of the body in arrogance.

"Do you want to eat me?" Jiang Yan looked at it leisurely, "It's a pity that Xiao Song said that I am too yang, and it's not your turn anyway...it's up to you."

----split line----

Yun Jin couldn't figure out what Jiang Yan was going to do, because he was in a bad mood and showed murderous intentions, so he had to wait outside the bamboo house with someone.No fire was allowed, no noise was allowed, and the personnel were scattered everywhere to wait for the cold, and it would take one night to wait.

When it was almost dawn, there was a loud and clear flute sound in the house, which changed from the deep and long one in the past, and the tune was light and bright, like a spring breeze blowing on the ground, and it was soft and red. Not to mention that the mountains and forests after snow were extremely quiet, if it was normal, it would definitely attract people. birds and beasts.

"I'm dying, Jiang Yan, are you playing the suona? It's hard to sleep for a while, can you not make noise..." Not long after, Song Xiuran came out of his room rubbing his eyes, and saw him after walking two or three steps. With a blue face, Yun Jin was wrapped in fox fur and leaned against the eaves, she couldn't help but wonder, "Why are you back again?"

Yun Jin rolled his eyes at him, shook off the hair tie, shook off the snow from half of his body, walked over and said, "Little Taoist priest, I advise you to run quickly, so as not to cause a fight and hurt Chi Yu later, even if you are neutral..."

"Xiao Song stays, and you stay too." The sound of the flute stopped abruptly, and Jiang Yan came out of the house wearing a black cloak again, buttoned up his collar, glanced at Song Xiuran, and finally looked at Master Xiu and said, "Ye Rong caught on the shoal. Yang Yiran will be beaten, and you all just wait here for help."

"What, the villain is here?!" Song Xiuran immediately lost his sleepiness, and shouted with his eyes wide open, "Wait, you, are you sure it's Yang Yiran?"

"Xiao Fan's ghosts have not been cleared up, and they can't leave the stronghold. Isn't it the most suitable for Yang Yiran to come?" Yun Jin pushed him away, dissatisfied with Jiang Yan: "I said, you send someone to let them run into each other. He will come here sooner or later. It’s fine for him to stay neutrally, but what does it mean for me to stay?”

As soon as the words fell, a follower rushed over, clasped his fists at him and said anxiously: "Master Cliff, there is someone who is not empty at the foot of the mountain."

Master Xiu instinctively jumped, and before he could take a step, Jiang Yan grabbed the lanyard around his neck and carried him back.

"You stay here just in case, wait for Cao Yu to come before leaving."

"Who told you to lure Cao Yu here?!" Jiang Yan's cold order sounded like there was no turning back, Yun Jin blushed with anger, gritted her teeth and turned her head: "You want to run by yourself, why do you have to keep me?!"

"Who said I want to run?" Jiang Yan raised his eyebrows, his expression turned dark in an instant, "I'm just leaving temporarily to find an 'officer', and I'll be back in a few days. If you don't stay, you want me to kill you ?”

"How many days?!" No matter how surprised Yun Jin was, she didn't dare to do anything after being caught by him. She could only look at the sky with blank eyes and gasped, "Okay, okay, I don't care what you want. I will be the first time Cao Yu comes. withdraw."

Jiang Yan got his assurance and then let go of his hand, turned to the little Taoist with a frightened face and said, "Xiao Song, you must stay in the bamboo house and don't go out. If you really want to go out, avoid Yang Yiran. If he makes things difficult for you... This is for you, you take it to Xiao Fan, he will stop him."

Song Xiuran saw him stretch out his hand, put his hands together and took a headgear in his hand, stared blankly at him letting down his long hair, and said, "My senior brother..."

"Cao Yu's people have arrived, and your senior brother will be fine." Seeing him anxious, Jiang Yan paused and added, "Besides, there is still your amulet, and those ghosts can't harm him."

After hearing this, Song Xiuran suddenly became confident, and nodded with bright eyes: "Yes, yes, my talisman is very effective."

Yun Jin scolded her softly, jumped to the roof at a touch of embroidered shoes, and kicked a few puffs of snow down.

The little Taoist frowned with confidence, and Jiang Yan brushed the snow off his shoulders as if no one else was there, and with a serious face, he told him in detail: "Xiao Song, is the Haoqi League the Valley of the Evil? I am not completely sure about Cao Yu, not to mention that the two sides fighting in the shallows will also lead to surprise attacks by rebel assassins. You must be careful even if you are neutral, and you must not force yourself. If there is a turmoil or when Cao Yu arrives safe and secure, you will leave with you. .Your senior brother is highly skilled in martial arts, and you will be fine when you wake up. Remember, don’t hand over Niaoyou to the Haoqi League. If there is no accident, I will come to meet you within ten days."

"Okay, I got it!" Song Xiuran agreed, followed his gaze and turned around to look. Sure enough, he found Xiao Hualuo hiding behind the door, and smiled and stretched out his hand, "Yiaoyou, follow me, I will protect you."

Hualuo shrank back from the door to avoid his hand, tears flashed in her empty eyes, she shook her head and whispered: "Senior brother..."

Song Xiuran heard the sound of his sleeves flying and a soft sigh, turned his head quickly, and saw that Jiang Yan's black figure had already turned into a black dot in the depths of the snow, so he squatted down to face the crying little Hualuo who was half a person tall. Looking at it, he comforted: "Don't worry, don't worry, your brother will come back as soon as he goes. I will definitely protect you. If there is a ghost, I promise to hack it as soon as possible."

Seeing him draw out the mahogany sword and stab it, He Niaoyou shook his head in disbelief, but stopped crying, and slowly came out from the door, passed Song Xiuran, staring at the extremely white snow scene in a daze.

"Little Taoist priest, I advise you to leave her alone, even Huagu can't cure her dementia, she only recognizes her brother's." Yun Jin breathed out on the roof and looked around vigilantly.

Jiang Yan's hole flute exposed the target anyway. Master Xiu clutched his two swords in an attempt to spot the Luding Banner in the white mountain forest for the first time. After standing for a long time, he couldn't wait for Song Xiuran to answer. When he looked down, he saw Xiao The Taoist huddled in the yard, hugging his shoulders and trembling a little, so he laughed at him and said, "The camps are fighting each other, what are you afraid of as a neutral?"

"I... I wasn't afraid..." Song Xiuran trembled, took out Jiang Yan's flower-shaped headdress, looked at it again and again, and said anxiously, "It's not that I can't trust you."

"Yeah, you guys are just pretending to be superstitious..." Yun Jin hadn't retracted his disdainful eyes when he heard a rough horn all of a sudden. I'm leaving, I shouldn't have come."

The snow-covered woodland was extremely quiet, and the sound of the horn echoed loudly in the mountains, and a few lights flashed suddenly under the clear and blue sky.

"Come out, see one and kill the other." Master Xiu drew his swords out of their sheaths, and immediately showed the rare courage of the Sun Moon Cliff Master. The reflective point of the meow quasi-blade pushed a light and lethal sword directly, Hearing a scream, he said, "Little Taoist priest, come in and don't make trouble for Grandpa Yun."

He gave orders, and the villains hiding on the trees and behind the stones appeared one after another, facing the masked assassins who surrounded him from outside to inside.Yun Jin swept down from the roof with delicate steps, and stomped on the faces of those gangster assassins who wanted to avenge the ghost king.

Song Xiuran dragged He Niaoyou to hide beside the door in a hurry, before entering the door, a sharp arrow brushed the tip of his nose and nailed the door frame.

The little Taoist was so frightened that he saw people fighting everywhere in the quiet and unpopular bamboo courtyard, so he had to protect Hualuo and retreat to the back of the house. .He hurriedly clung to the rocks and trees outside the house, hiding in cold sweat, and slipped down the hillside with Hualuo in his arms.

"Come back! Don't go far away!" Yun Jin disappeared Song Xiuran as soon as he turned his head, and then he shouted, but he heard the sound of horseshoes in the distance, and then the majestic banner that was as blue as the sky appeared in the field of vision. When he moved again, Cao Yu's burnished gun had already reached his throat.

"You traitor!" The enemy was extremely jealous when they met each other, Cao Yu turned the handle of his gun and stabbed Yun Jin in the head with a roar.

Yun Jin hastily withdrew her two swords and placed her on her forehead half an inch dangerously. Seeing Cao Yu's ferocious appearance again, she was so shocked that she broke into a cold sweat, and said quickly: "Farewell, Commander Cao. Leaders of both sides, don't you really want to eradicate Xiao Xiao for Datang first? Will your noble spirit last forever?"

Cao Yu was so excited by him, he obviously didn't want to listen to sophistry, so he still hesitated.

Qixiu took the opportunity to smash a sword, and pushed him away with Liuyun Jianzhuan, and she turned around and stuck to the side of the house immediately: "Cao Yu, I don't have time to drag you in the house." , let’s go at ease.”

"Yun Jin!!" Cao Yu yelled, but he saw that he was stuck in the perspective and threw a group of assassins to the Haoqi League as if he was riding the wind and electricity. Because the assassins had not retreated and there were people in need of rescue, he had to give up the rush to pursue. Thinking, turning the gun and beheading the chaotic party that rushed over.

Yun Jin gave birth to butterflies under her feet, ran a long distance before stopping, recruited followers one after another, and wanted to go back to Sun Moon Cliff, but many assassins from the rebellious party followed, and saw that the footprints in the snow ahead were messy and untidy. Alone, fighting and retreating, still no Song Xiuran.

Jiang Yan's cannibalistic eyes were still in front of his eyes, Yun Jin propped his forehead, and ordered unwillingly:

"Find that little Taoist priest and little Wanhua! If you find them, retreat!"

The author has something to say: Watching the live broadcast + the festival really delays things, emmmmm

The transitional chapter, but the whole paragraph is not over yet, it will continue until the end of volume two