[Comprehensive martial arts + sword three] My subordinates are ghosts and gods

Yuan Yuan didn't know who the hero who helped him was, but no matter what, the one who could make Qiu Changrong feel embarrassed was a hero!

Fortunately, Qiu Changrong kept his word. When he said let him go, he was really sent out of the Queshu Pavilion. He even arranged a few guards for him to escort him all the way back to Qiuning Sword Valley .

In front of the main entrance of Queshu Pavilion, Yuan Yuan smiled and cupped his hands: "The past few days have been taken care of by the Pavilion Master, Suiyun will definitely remember, remember, be in, heart."

Qiu Changrong put on a fake smile: "Well, you are welcome to come again next time."

Yuan Yuan waved his hand: "No, no, I'm so sorry for always being bothering you! Next time, Suiyun will invite you to Qiuning Sword Valley as a guest."

Qiu Changrong: "...Then I really want to thank Master Shaogu for his kindness in advance."

Qiu Changyuan was listening to these two people bickering like children, she was speechless: "Brother, if you don't let Ah Yun leave, it will be dark!"

Only then did Qiu Changrong stop the verbal dispute, and said with a smile, "Yuan'er is right." He waved his hand, signaling the guards and the carriage to approach, "Mr. Yuan has a smooth journey, so I won't see you off."

Yuan Yuan smiled perfunctorily, "You're welcome."

Although the two had met ten years ago, they had actually met each other only recently.In just a few days of getting along, their dislike for each other has reached a certain level, which is really gratifying...

Yuan Yuan was in a good mood after finally getting away from the person he hated.

Although Lu Xi was mountainous and the carriage was bumpy all the way, he still had a peaceful sleep.

This time I fell into a deep sleep and had a dream.In the dream, he was vaguely still a child in the previous life, but in this dream he was like a bystander, he could only watch his young self talk to his father with cold eyes.

"Dad, I've finished reading this book." Although my young self looked only five or six years old, his face lacked the vigor and liveliness of a child, and his eyes were as empty as a machine that could operate without emotion. machine.

Opposite him, the man's face was much younger than he remembered, and he was leaning over the table to record something.Hearing his words, the man just nodded casually: "Well, then read the next one."

He pursed his lips, with a rare nervousness on his face: "Dad, I have a classmate whose birthday is coming soon, and there is going to be a birthday party..."

The man interrupted without hesitation: "It's good to give a gift, and you are not allowed to go to the class reunion." After saying this, he finally raised his head and looked at the child in front of him, but there was no love in his eyes that belonged to a father, and his eyes were full of coldness. And sternly, "Yuanyuan, you have to have a sense of urgency! You are six years old and haven't finished reading these books yet! You must know that when Dad and Mom were your age, they had already read these books several times ! Don't embarrass us!"

"Yes." The young Yuan Yuan murmured in response, the tension on his face disappeared, and the indifference of the past returned to his eyes.

But the man waved his hand casually as if he couldn't see the change in his son: "Okay, let's read the book." After finishing speaking, he lowered his head again and focused on the records on the case.

The screen stopped abruptly, and then switched to a classroom with bright and clean windows.

The young Yuan Yuan was curled up like a bun under the cabinet at the back of the classroom, surrounded by several children who were obviously much older than him.

He had skipped a grade, and almost all the children in the class were eleven or twelve years old, so naturally they had nothing in common with him, and it was inevitable that they would feel alienated from him.

But it would be nice if it was just alienation.

Those older kids came forward, and the boy in the lead kicked him without hesitation: "Does your father agree to your participation in my birthday party?"

The young Yuan Yuan closed his eyes and said nothing as if he didn't hear.The boy was so angry that he grabbed his hair and slammed it against the cabinet: "Are you fucking deaf? I'm talking to you!"

Yuan Yuan, who was on the sidelines, didn't feel much anger or sadness when he saw himself being bullied at that time, he was just a little puzzled.

No, why don't you resist?How could these children still be running wild in front of him alive and kicking?

After thinking for a long time, he barely recalled it from his long-standing memory——

At that time, he had just transferred to this class, and his father told him when he sent him to school: "You are new here, don't have conflicts with your classmates."

How long has it been since you first arrived?He didn't bother to ask his father, so he set a time limit for himself.

a week.

This week, I forgive you no matter what you do.

Then... what happened next?

The sudden noise interrupted Yuan Yuan's dream, he rubbed his brows and opened his eyes, in front of him was the familiar darkness, not the desks and benches in his dream.

Oh yes, those things are in the past.

...but what's the situation now? !

There was a lot of noise outside the carriage, the sound of close combat could be heard endlessly, the murderous and cold aura was so strong that even Yuan Yuan who was sitting in the carriage could clearly feel it.

He raised the curtain and asked, "What happened?"

The guard who had been guarding the car returned immediately: "My lord, we have encountered an ambush."

ambush?Although he was the one sitting in the car at this time, the convoy belonged to Queshu Pavilion.So who is this ambush aimed at?

He opened the game panel suspiciously and checked the identity of the person who came.

Then... I froze.

"Wait a minute, don't fight!" He quickly jumped off the carriage, and the Floating Light Sword came out of its sheath in response, drawing a cold arc between the carriage and the fighting crowd.

Both sides, who had been fighting so hard, had a meal.

Yuan Yuan clasped his fists and said, "The person here is brother Guanlan?"

Among the crowd, a man with the most eye-catching appearance nodded blankly.

Yuan Yuan looked at Cheng Guanlan's model, and found that this person was [-]% or [-]% similar to Cheng Shuangwan.Fengshen is handsome, with cold eyes shining, not like the rumored "brave but foolhardy" reckless man, on the contrary, he is delicate and thin.

It's just that Cheng Shuangwan has a gentle appearance, which is too feminine on a man's face.Coupled with the fact that Cheng Guanlan has a violent temper, he draws his sword when he disagrees with him, which is a serious discord with his appearance. It is no wonder that his appearance is rarely mentioned in the rumors about him in the world. This is not a style of painting!

Cheng Guanlan nodded his head before reacting, and said in surprise, "They didn't restrict your freedom?"

Yuan Yuan: "...En." Not only is there no limit, but even the internal strength has been unsealed, but did you actually do it without knowing the situation? !

Cheng Guanlan's head was dizzy again, he lowered his head, pondered seriously for a long time, and then suddenly realized: "Oh, so you have made peace!"

Yuan Yuan: "..."

Everyone: "..."

"Haha, I misunderstood that!" Cheng Guanlan immediately turned his wrist, retracted the knife to his side, and then patted the shoulder of the nearest Queshu Pavilion guard, "Sorry brother, I made a mistake! wrong!"

The guard was taken aback by him, and almost instinctively raised his knife.Unexpectedly, Cheng Guanlan's hand holding his shoulder suddenly exerted force, which made half of his body numb and unable to use half of his strength.

Yuan Yuan smoothed things over with a smile: "Since it was a misunderstanding, then please both parties put away their weapons. It would be bad if they were injured by mistake."

Everyone present silently looked at the sharp knife that was still dripping blood in their hands after hearing the words: "..." You seem to have spoken a bit late.

Although the swords were facing each other, fortunately no one died, only one was seriously injured - and he was chopped by Cheng Guanlan.

Cheng Guanlan apologized to the wounded man very ashamedly, and then hurriedly waved his hands to ask his subordinates to come forward to help and give the wounded a simple treatment.

He didn't go to Yuan Yuan's side until he confirmed that the wounded were not in danger of life, and apologized: "It's because Guanlan was reckless, I don't know..."

Yuan Yuan shook his head with a smile: "How can I ask Brother Guanlan to apologize to me? Suiyun is very grateful that you can come to the rescue."

"You're welcome, you're welcome!" Cheng Guanlan said with a little embarrassment, "I just don't know what's going on here?"

"This...it's a long story." Yuan Yuan asked back, "I haven't asked for advice yet, why did Brother Guanlan come here? How did you know I was in Queshu Pavilion?"

"Huh!" Cheng Guanlan's eyes widened in surprise, "Didn't you ask us for help?!"

Yuan Yuan was even more surprised than him: "How is it possible! I never asked anyone for help."

Cheng Guanlan felt that his head could not move, and he said in a daze: "But, but we only came here after receiving the letter! The letter said that you were tied up by Qiu Changrong, so let us come to rescue you. You wait , I'll find the letter for you." He hastily touched himself, and after a long time, his face turned red, "Cough, the letter...forgot to bring it..."

Yuan Yuan: "..."

The Cheng family originally wanted to cooperate with Wuzheng Villa, so there was really no need to lie about this kind of matter.If they didn't trust themselves and didn't want to tell themselves the source of the information, they wouldn't have come to save themselves. Why would they go to war for someone who hadn't been formally engaged.

But if they're not lying...

Yuan Yuan rubbed his eyebrows.

Could it be that...the person who wrote to the Cheng family and the person who wrote to Qiu Changrong to ask for his release...is the same person?Because he was worried that Qiu Changrong would still refuse to let him go after receiving the letter, he arranged the Cheng family's second route to make sure nothing would go wrong.

Such a deliberate and considerate style reminded him of the mysterious man at the sword test meeting.

The person who planned everything so that he could get the Floating Light Sword smoothly, and the person who worked so hard to let him leave the Queshu Pavilion safely, could it be the same person?

But what is this man thinking?

I have done so many things for myself, put in so much planning and hard work, but I didn't even leave a name!

What a spirit!

Could it be... His surname is Lei?

Yuan Yuan was immersed in his own wild thoughts, and for a while ignored Cheng Guanlan who was talking to him just now.

This is the bad thing about blindness. I can fall into meditation anytime, anywhere, and always forget that there are people around me.

But with Cheng Guanlan's IQ, he couldn't understand Yuan Yuan's whirling thoughts.He thought the man was complaining that he was meddling in his own business, and thought to himself: "He won't be really angry, right? Why is he angry? Is it because I didn't bring the letter, or did I do it before I figured out the situation? It's over, it's over. , I just met for the first time, and I offended my future brother-in-law! Can I have a good life every night after this?!!"