I practice ruthless way

The autumn wind sweeps up the fallen leaves, and the wine falls into the cup, with a bright and crystal color.

Shen Yiru's eyes gradually raised, looked at the wild geese flying south in the sky, and said in a low voice: "Since April, I have ordered everyone not to leave the sect without authorization, so he has been staying on Qingyun Peak, except for the near section During the many exterminations and crusades organized by Shiri against the evil monks around you, they never went out."

Yan Wushu deeply agreed with her order, nodded and said, "Is there anything unusual?"

"Nothing unusual." Shen Yiru said, paused, and added: "Like a star picker who can't be found no matter what, it's so quiet that it doesn't exist."

"Then make good use of this knife." Yan Wushu drank a glass of wine and said slowly.

Shen Yiru let out a "huh" and turned to other things: "Just now I had a discussion with Valley Master Jiang about the evil monk's exercises."

"What does Uncle Master think?"

"In the past few days, I have also been injured. The evil energy flowing in my body, in addition to destroying everywhere, also tried to assimilate the existing spiritual power in the meridians." Scars that haven't fully faded, "They want to turn us into our own kind."

"I also have this guess." Yan Wushu said.

Shen Yiru sighed: "People with low realms and ordinary people encounter them, if they are not treated in time, they will die directly."

Yan Wushu's eyes fell on the wine glass by the table, and he smiled with unknown meaning, "Removing the rough and saving the essence, it is very in line with the concept of Hongyan Emperor Zhuangwang Buddha back then."

After a long silence, Shen Yiru sighed, "It was a fierce battle."

Snow Peak.

After all the people from Kutan Temple were settled properly in the guest courtyard, Xiao Man walked to the Taoist Hall on the mountainside.

At this time, it was sunset, and the glow of Yu Xia was brilliant, dyeing the dead branches and leaves of autumn into bright colors.The scene was very beautiful, and because he didn't want to enter the hall, Xiao Man sat cross-legged on the promenade outside the door, raised his eyes and watched quietly.

Rong Yuan was sweeping fallen leaves in the courtyard, he seemed to have something on his mind, he glanced at Xiao Man several times, hesitated a few times, finally put down the broom, came to Xiao Man, and called softly: "Your Highness."

Xiao Man's eyes fell on him, he sized him up for a while, and said with relief, "Your realm has improved."

"Now that disasters are happening all over the place, I only hate that my cultivation speed is not fast enough." Rong Yuan said disappointedly.

Rong Yuan stood outside the corridor, the little sword boy who was about ten years old had grown into a tall young man.Xiao Man sat cross-legged, raised his hand and could only pat his arm, but could no longer touch his head. "Do what you can, just do your best." Xiao Man said to him.

"I will work hard." Rong Yuan nodded and said with a firm expression, but after a while, there was a bit of worry on his face: "Your Highness, why didn't the senior brothers come back together?"

Xiao Man was slightly taken aback, but after opening his lips, he couldn't say anything: "He..."

"Brother... is he dead?" Rong Yuan's eyes turned red immediately.Qu Hanxing came to Xueyi Peak ten years ago, ate and lived with him, and practiced martial arts and swords together. Although he went to Baihua Peak for three years on the way, his relationship was deep.

Xiao Man patted Rong Yuan's arm again, and said in a relieved tone: "There is no corpse, and there are some details that show that we cannot make this judgment."

His words were somewhat cryptic, but it still made Rong Yuan's eyes shine: "That is to say, there is still hope?"

"Correct."

Rong Yuan wiped his face with his sleeve, sighed, and said in a tone of self-blame: "At the beginning when he insisted on going down the mountain, he said that he was afraid that something would happen...I didn't expect it to happen, and I blamed me for not persuading him."

"This is his choice. He is destined to have this catastrophe, but if he grasps it properly, it can also be turned into an opportunity." Xiao Man said.

There is a saying in Gushan that is widely circulated, that all the realms are created, and the disciples firmly believe it. Before leaving, Qu Hanxing also used this saying as the reason for leaving.Practicing practice is to move forward in adversity. If you can survive the adversity, you will definitely gain a lot.

Rong Yuan understood this, said "yes", and then said: "I'll get you a glass of water."

"No need." Xiao Man shook his head, "Go do your own thing."

Rong Yuan continued to sweep the fallen leaves, then watered the flowers and plants in the courtyard, and fed the fish in the clear pond. After finishing these, he bid farewell to Xiao Man and left the Taoist hall.

The light at dusk gradually dimmed, casting a shadow on the rockery and strange rocks in the courtyard. Xiao Man took out the things that Master Yuantong asked him to hand over to Yan Wushu from the Qiankun Ring, and planned to put them in the next place without waiting. On the rocking chair in the distance, unexpectedly, as soon as he got up, he heard Yan Wushu calling him:

"Xiao-feng-huang-"

Yan Wushu deliberately elongated his tone, walked in through the main entrance, walked slowly to the corridor, leaned on the pillar opposite Xiao Man, and said: "Little Phoenix, if you enter my Dao Palace, you will be mine."

Nonsense.

Xiao Man rolled his eyes in his heart, and handed him the things in his hand: "Master Yuantong has something that I want to pass to you."

Yan Wushu's expression was a little more obviously disappointed, "No wonder you will wait here obediently for me to come back."

Xiao Man turned around and left, how could Yan Wushu let him go so easily, he changed things to the other hand and grabbed Xiao Man's wrist.

"Stay in Xueyi Peak, okay?" He whispered, "You are the only one on Tingyun Peak, it's too deserted."

"I like to be quiet." Xiao Man's tone was flat.

"Those monkeys are quite noisy, and they like to beg for food." Yan Wushu immediately slapped himself in the face.

Xiao Man tried to break free, but to no avail, he stopped moving.Given the difference in realms, this person is not afraid of his Phoenix True Flame, he will not be able to beat this person no matter what.But if he doesn't struggle, this person will be justified and not let go, as if he wants to catch him forever.

Xiao Man was at a disadvantage on the left and right, he had no choice but to turn around and stare at Yan Wushu.

"You're there alone, I'm worried." Yan Wushu's tone was soft, revealing a bit of pleading.

He was genuinely worried that his attitude was so submissive.

Xiao Man lowered his eyes and said, "Mr. Ling Guang is too worried." He still had that attitude of refusal, his voice was cold and clear, and his emotions were almost non-existent.

Yan Wushu didn't let go either.

The twilight dissipated little by little, and the moon rose in the east, but no one in the courtyard lit the lamps.

Above the promenade, the atmosphere was deadlocked.

Xiao Man wanted to say why this is so, but thinking about how many times he said why this is so in the past few months, how many times Yan Wushu was persistent.

When this person gets stubborn, no one can pull him back.

But they can't just be deadlocked like this, but both of them are unwilling to retreat.Yan Wushu stared at Xiao Man closely, and after a long time, took a step towards him.

Just at this moment, Rong Yuan came to report: "Master, Elder Lin Wu of Qingyun Peak, I need you for something."

"No time." Yan Wushu didn't turn back, and threw out two words directly.

Rong Yuan sensed the weird atmosphere in the corridor, so he didn't dare to stay any longer, turned around and left with extremely fast pace.

But he came back quickly, stood far away, and said: "Master, that Elder Lin said that if you don't see him, he won't leave."

Yan Wushu's expression became impatient, but Xiao Man found a glimmer of opportunity from it, and said to him: "Since there is something to do, why don't you listen to what he wants to say."

In exchange Yan Wushu snorted coldly, and said in an unhappy tone: "Bring him in."

"Yes." Rong Yuan took the order and left.

That's it!

Taking advantage of Yan Wushu's inattention, Xiao Man used his hand as a knife, and slashed fiercely at his wrist, and when he let go of his hand, he withdrew his wrist with lightning speed and strode out of the corridor.

Yan Wushu's reaction was extremely fast, he made a wrong step, stopped Xiao Man in front of him, and then leaned forward, pushing him down on the corridor.

The plain white clothes were spread out on the ground, and after a while, they were covered with a layer of black like ink.On a slightly cool autumn night, the evening breeze brought cinnamon fragrance, Yan Wushu lowered his head, and looked at Xiao Man for a moment: "You let him in, you are not allowed to leave."

As he spoke, his head moved down inch by inch until the tip of his nose touched the tip of Xiao Man's nose.

"I'll make you grapefruit tea, okay?" Yan Wushu said again, with a coaxing tone.

Nose intertwined, and his eyes gradually wandered, Xiao Man saw at a glance that this person wanted to kiss him, without thinking, he saw Hong Chen flying out suddenly.

Shen Hei's sword pierced into the dark night, Yan Wushu pinched Xiao Man's waist with his fingers, tilted his upper body slightly, avoiding seeing the red dust, then put his lips on the side of his neck, and bit him lightly and hard.

Until a flower bloomed on the porcelain-white skin.

Yan Wushu knew about Xiao Man's attitude and Xiao Man's refusal, but he would not admit it. If he wanted to catch him, he would not let go even if he died.

"Drink grapefruit tea, okay?" Yan Wushu asked a second time.

This is what Xiao Manxin likes.

On their way back to Gushan, they had been saving lives. An old lady wanted to thank them, but she couldn't produce anything good, so she cooked a table of dishes and made grapefruit tea for everyone.Yan Wushu observed carefully, and after Xiao Man drank it, his expression was pretty good.

Hearing him ask again, Xiao Man frowned, then lowered his eyes, and acquiesced.

Yan Wushu lit the lamps on and off the porch, took out the small stove, grapefruit and honey, separated the skin and flesh of the grapefruit, mashed half of the pulp into puree, and gave half to Xiao Man, shredded the skin to remove the bitterness, and put it into the pot together with the pulp. In, add sugar and boil.

When Lin Wu was brought into the Dao Palace by Rong Yuan, what he saw was Yan Wushu holding a spoon, constantly stirring the pot, and Xiao Man sitting beside him, with a book spread out on his lap, looking down. Scenes.

The lights in the long corridor just shone on the two of them, Xiao Mansu's white clothes were dizzy yellowish, Yan Wushu's sleeves seemed to be dripping with light, the clothes were overlapping and staggered, and they were entangled silently. It seems that others can intervene.

Lin Wu changed his expression almost invisibly, walked forward, first called Yan Wushu "Senior Brother", then looked at Xiao Man, and said, "Your Highness."

Yan Wushu didn't speak to him, and concentrated on looking at the pot in front of him.It was even more impossible for Xiao Man to say hello. He turned a page of the book, his eyelashes drooped like crow feathers, his face was expressionless, and he looked cold and alienated.

For Lin Wu, the atmosphere was rather awkward.

He opened the mouth himself: "Brother came here this time, I want to learn more about how the brother interrogated the captives on the way back."

"Peak Master Tan and Elder Yuan are also very clear, go ask them." Yan Wushu said, without looking at him, holding a spoon in his right hand and stirring in the pot, scooping out half a spoonful of soup, using his left hand to lower the temperature, Sending it to Xiao Man's lips, he asked, "Try it, is this sweet enough?"

The tone was full of flattery.

Xiao Man was afraid that the juice would fall on the book, so he moved away a few inches in disgust, and refused with his eyes.

Yan Wushu had no choice but to taste it himself, and found that the grapefruit peel had a slightly stronger taste, so he added a spoonful of honey to the pot.

Lin Wu looked at the two of them, pursed his lips, and said to Yan Wushu, "But I am...closer to senior brother."

At this moment, a stream of light flashed behind the void, circled several times, and landed in Xiao Man's hand, turning into a postbox.

Letter from the Dark Court.

Xiao Man didn't say a word, closed the book and stood up, with his sleeves up and down, and stepped out of the corridor.Yan Wushu knew what it was, so he didn't stop him, and said to Xiao Man's fading figure, "Come back early."

He walked very fast, and disappeared in an instant.

The smile on Yan Wushu's face disappeared, he turned off the fire, put the spoon next to the pot, and said coldly to Lin Wu: "Speak up if you have something to say."

Lin Wu was about to step forward immediately, probably wanting to sit across from Yan Wushu, but was stared back coldly, and had to stand outside the corridor with a distance from Yan Wushu.

"A few months ago, the sect recalled me from Xihuang in the name of offering sacrifices. After I came back, the head of the sect ordered that no one should leave the sect without permission. But at that time, there was no such thing as Dry Mountain, and there was no chaos in the world. " Lin Wu was silent for a moment, then said, "After thinking about it, this should be aimed at me."

Yan Wushu's brows slightly moved, but he didn't speak.

Lin Wu asked, "Brother, are you doubting me?"

Yan Wushu still didn't speak.

After a long time, he smiled, took out the folding fan, twirled it between his fingers, and said in an affirmative tone: "Yes, I just doubt you."