Sword Three: Wen Huayu

Both of them were waiting—waiting for the other to throw in the towel first.

When I was a child, I didn't even know who was angry with whom when I was separated without saying goodbye. Now after years, I still don't know who is still angry.

Pei Qingyun was angry that Yang Qingyun left without saying goodbye, and did not edit a book for five years, Yang Qingyun was angry that Pei Qing clearly saw him but did not come to recognize him.

So it's like wanting to write letters to the other party thousands of times in the past, but childishly waiting for the other party to write to me first, taking out the pen and paper and putting it on the table again and again, and finally wasting five years.

After seeing Pei Qing, Yang Qingyun's heart was no longer so childishly irritable, she just found a tall building, sat on the roof of that building, and looked at the sparkling West Lake.Below this building is a female disciple who hides a sword and is practicing swordsmanship. The woman is dressed in pale gold Xuehe clothes, her ponytail is raised high, and she is quite heroic.Yang Qingyun guessed that he should be a good opponent.

"It's beautiful, isn't it." At some point there was a woman with five poisons next to her. Yang Qingyun didn't turn her head to look at her, but she already knew that it was the five poisonous Miao Yin who saved Pei Qing and Qi Yao five years ago. Yin, there is no other reason, Miao Yinyin's voice is special, with an unpredictable ethereal inspiration.

He didn't answer Miao Yinyin's words either.

Miao Yinyin didn't care, she sat beside Yang Qingyun, her chin resting on her hand, and watched Ye Xiumei practice her sword obsessively.

"After so many years, she is still obsessed with sword intent." Miao Yinyin said to herself, "I really want to find her."

"Why don't you go?" Yang Qingyun said lightly.

"Don't dare... Do you know that I'm afraid of being close to my hometown? I'm quite scared. I've never done this to someone before." Miao Yinyin sighed.Since the farewell a few years ago, she has never been to Cangjian Villa again, and naturally she has never seen Ye Xiumei. Now that the two of them seem to have faded out of each other's lives, she shouldn't bother her anymore, "I'm afraid I will fall into it again. , love...it's much more intractable than Gu poison."

Listening to Miao Yinyin's words, Yang Qingyun looked at Ye Xiumei with fascination.

"You like her, but she doesn't like you." Yang Qingyun said.

"No, I love her, and she likes me, so she doesn't want to hurt me, and I don't want to hurt her. It's best to forget each other in the world." She loves Ye Xiumei, but Ye Xiumei is a gentleman's friend to her. Couldn't bear to hurt anyone, so Miao Yinyin chose to hurt herself—isn't it just, forget each other?

"Then why are you still visiting her?"

"Let's take a look, it's time to go later, the matter of tracking down the remnants of the Tianyi Sect is not settled yet." Miao Yinyin turned the worm flute in her hand, which is the flute of the Poison Sutra.

So the two didn't talk anymore, Yang Qingyun looked at the lake water, Miao Yinyin looked at Ye Xiumei.

When Ye Xiumei retracted her sword, Miao Yinyin sighed again, turned around and left quietly.Yang Qingyun saw that Ye Xiumei put the epee back on her waist and raised her head to look in his direction, but Yang Qingyun didn't respond.After a while, Ye Xiumei also jumped up, stared at Yang Qingyun for a while, and asked, "Yinyin, are you okay?"

Yang Qingyun raised her eyelids and said, "She's not good."

After finishing speaking, he also picked up Qin beside him, and flew away without looking back, leaving Ye Xiumei in place, speechless for a long time.

It was easy to find the two people who came with Pei Qing, one Cang Yun and the other Wan Hua. Wan Hua must be Pei Qing's senior sister. As for this Cang Yun... In front of the person, he cupped his fists and bowed, "I'm Yang Qingyun from Changgemen, may I ask you two where Pei Qing is?"

"You are Qing'er's old friend?" Bai Yuan looked Yang Qingyun up and down, and after a long time, she couldn't say a word, "I don't know. Anyway, I'm not in the room."

"Thank you." Yang Qingyun looked as usual.

Saying goodbye to Bai Yuan, he didn't know where to look for Pei Qing, all he could do was to wander aimlessly in Hidden Sword Villa with Qin on his back.

Along the corridor of Cangjian Villa, lotus flowers are in full bloom at this time, and dragonflies are flying low above.Yang Qingyun raised her head and saw that the sky was gloomy, as if it was about to rain.

But it doesn't matter.

Yang Qingyun still walked alone and left the villa.

A purple figure quickly flashed not far from him.

Ordinary people may not be able to detect it, but it is very easy for Yang Qingyun who has been distinguishing things by hearing for many years.Raising eyebrows, Yang Qingyun continued to walk towards the secluded place.

At this time, rain clouds gathered in the sky, thunder rolled among the clouds, the roar gradually increased, and the sky became darker.This is always the case in the Jiangnan area in midsummer, which corresponds to the saying, June day, baby face.It was still clear and clear earlier, and it was pouring rain at noon.

Bean-sized raindrops fell on Yang Qingyun's body, soaking his thin green clothes, and the cloth stuck to Yang Qingyun's body, outlining a slender and perfect figure.

Should he be thankful that his violin is coated with special resin, so it is not afraid of rain?Yang Qingyun took a deep breath, did not hide from the rain, and walked slowly to the lake.This time there was really no one around, not even a boater.Yang Qingyun sat down by the lake, propped her chin with her hands, and stared at the other side of the lake - the West Lake in the rain is indeed extremely beautiful - only the grass is slanting and the water is far away with little smoke.A little Cangzhou egrets fly.

Just as he was fascinated, he didn't know when his body would stop being slapped by raindrops.

He raised his eyes and saw the edge of the moon-white umbrella.

The umbrella bearer stood behind him, and after a while, he knelt down, and the quiet herbal aroma diffused in the rain in an instant—it was obviously stronger than before, not like a natural deodorant, but more like hanging on his body. I bought a sachet, and it was later confirmed that the man deliberately made the fragrance so attractive... The man pressed close to his back that was soaked by the rain, and the warm and humid touch made him feel uncomfortable. But he didn't move, just sat quietly, letting the man dawdle behind him.

"Hey...Yang Qingyun..." The voice of the young man was still clear and soft after the voice change.

Yang Qingyun raised her hand to cover his shoulder that was a little chilled by the raindrops.

"How can you be so shameless..." It seemed to be blaming, but also a little coquettish, with a touch of laziness.The man's hair was still loose, and the loose strands of hair rubbed against his neck, and then the man also moved closer to his neck, sniffing greedily between the neck, and then, sticking out his tongue, gently licking||licking a few Down, the harassment made Yang Qingyun suffocate.

He knew that Pei Qing would never be as pure and kind as he had shown him before.

Seeing that Yang Qingyun didn't move, Pei Qing intensified his biting and sucking||sucking on his neck, but what he got was that the other party was as immobile as a mountain...

Feeling a little frustrated, Pei Qing pouted out of anger, and buried her head in Yang Qingyun's neck.

And whispered in Yang Qingyun's ear.

"Yang Qingyun, Yang Qingyun, Qingyun...Yang Qingyun...how can you do this?" With one sound, she leaned against Yang Qingyun's ear, exhaled like blue, and teased her like a feather Falling down, and then dissipating with the wind.

Every sound of Yang Qingyun's could make him tremble inexplicably, like that - a deep attachment to the bone marrow.