Sword Immortal's set collapse record

Every time Xiao Ling came and went, there was a big fight.Yingying and Yanyan who originally lived in the backyard knew that Xiao Ling's younger brother lived here.Xiao Ling can be regarded as Zhou Yan's capable subordinate, and Jiang Yubai, as his younger brother, with this relationship, naturally has the advantage of being close to the water.Suddenly, even though it was called the backyard of the Wangfu, this small world that the prince had never set foot in suddenly surged undercurrents.

Not everyone is yearning to join Prince Huai, after all, the last bloody example is right there, and Prince Huai is not a very easy person to get along with.But there are also many people who have glued their eyes to Zhou Yan since they entered the palace.

So, the next day, Jiang Yubai was picked on.

An uninvited guest came early in the morning, and it was said that it was Mr. Chu Lan who was two rooms away from him.

"I heard that Mr. Xiao has read poetry and books since he was a child, and he is full of knowledge. But I don't want to see you in this kind of place..." The visitor was dressed in green clothes. He was obviously a man, but he had a good voice that could make water.She is slender and well-fitting, seventeen or eighteen years old, she is pure and bright but also just showing her beauty, her whole body is green like a touch of tender green of new lotus in early summer, full of loveliness.

Jiang Yubai was killed and came to his door. He was used to going to bed late and waking up late, but he hadn't adjusted his schedule. Ye Yu called him to drink medicine early in the morning, and he still felt a little dazed.So he put on his coat, didn't even see the other person's face clearly, and just nodded slightly.His facial features are as distant as distant mountains, and the sparkle in his eyes flickers away, like a dexterous white gull fluttering its feathers, making people unable to help but hope that it will stay for a while.

...So Chu Lan was stunned by this unrestrained beauty, like a sudden cold rain, which chilled him from the inside out.

Immediately, the rest of the words were choked in his throat, and he couldn't say a word.

The most exasperating thing is that the attendant he brought was also absent-mindedly stunned, as if they were both captured by the light of the person in front of him, and their eyes kept lingering on the other person.

Chu Lan suddenly became anxious, stretched out her white and tender hand and squeezed the attendant: "What are you looking at!"

Ye Yu, who was a little helpless, came over with a medicine bowl, and suddenly there was a bitter smell in the room.Taking advantage of Chu Lan covering her nose with a handkerchief and frowning, Ye Yu quietly approached and said, "Master, his name is Chu Lan, and he was sent by the prefect of Qiongzhou. It is said that he came out of Mingyue Island in Qiongzhou."

Mingyuezhou, Jiang Yubai has heard of it.Qiongzhou produces beauties, while Mingyuezhou is a place dedicated to cultivating beauties.Top beauties can sell for a thousand taels of gold.

Chu Lan's musculature is as depicted by a painter. It is indeed rare for a man to be charming but not coquettish.

"You drink this medicine every day, and you will get sick even if you are not sick." Chu Lan seemed to be unable to take it anymore.Since he entered Mingyue Continent at the age of seven or eight, he has lived a life of drinking sweet springs and eating flower dew. It is exquisite and elegant. In his opinion, it is extremely rude to have such a taste in this world.

"This is the prescription that Chunrogue praised." Jiang Yubai tried to mention Tichunrogue's name, but he didn't expect that the other party really shut up, "It's you, aren't you cold?"

In the cold winter, he only wore a brocade silk dress and a sparrow feather cloak over it.Although the clothes were exquisite and had the color of pearls faintly, their thickness represented only one word in Jiang Yubai's eyes: cold.

"..." Chu Lan choked on her breath, almost didn't come up, stood up, turned around and left.

"Wait." Jiang Yubai signaled Ye Yu to pull out a bloated but warm cloak and put it on Chu Lan, "Okay, let's go."

Chu Lan: "..."

Chu Lan gritted her teeth and left.

Jiang Yubai rubbed his face again with a cotton towel that had been poured with boiling water, and finally regained consciousness: "Why did he leave?" He thought there was a lot of entanglement.

Jiang Yubai didn't like to argue with him either.Chu Lan probably came here to show contempt for him as a "relationship household" among potential opponents, but his upbringing is not so bad that it can't be cured.In Jiang Yubai's eyes, he was just a child. In the era that Jiang Yubai lived in, he didn't necessarily have to go to college, so it's really not worth being angry.

Ye Yu took the cotton towel and thought for a while: "This is probably the same reason as the eldest lady dressed up carefully and went to the study to find the master at noon. When she met Aunt Jiang who was too lazy to dress up, she punished the maid ten sticks in a fit of anger."

Mr. Xiao likes the new and dislikes the old. His stepmother was quite pretty when she was young, but now that she is older, she is not as good as the fresh and charming aunts in the house.Especially Aunt Jiang, the Yangzhou skinny horse sent by Mr. Xiao's colleagues, not only can sing the wind and enjoy the moon, but also looks as beautiful as the lotus on the canal. Mr. Xiao spoiled her for a while, and even now he still likes to see her .

But Aunt Jiang probably feels ashamed compared to Chu Lan.The beauty of Mingyue Continent is that although the girls and boys cultivated have a subtle social status, they all have a temperament that is different from the vulgar, and they live a dignified life.Chu Lan's arrogant but not annoying temper... probably is one of them.

Not long after Chu Lan left, she dragged a boy in red and returned.They look exactly the same, only different from Chu Lan's bright and graceful.The person whom Chu Lan brought was dressed in red, but his snow-white face was as indifferent as ice and snow. The contrast between red and white produced a wonderful conflict on him, which was unforgettable.

Yo, twins.This is even rarer.

"I was so mad at you just now that I forgot what I was here for." With a brother beside her, Chu Lan snorted as if gaining confidence, "I'm here...to compete with you! It's nothing special to be able to seduce people!"

When he opened his mouth like this, the childishness in his words couldn't be concealed.Jiang Yubai finally couldn't help laughing lowly, but the young man standing beside him who looked exactly like him frowned uncomfortably and turned his head, as if he couldn't bear to look directly at him.

"What do you want to compare?" Jiang Yubai coughed lightly, and joked, "Could it be that you plan to use your strengths to attack my weaknesses?"

"That's not true. Piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, flower art and tea ceremony, you can choose whatever you want." Chu Lan, who was a first-ranker in Mingyuezhou's assessment, said proudly.

"What about him?" Jiang Yubai pointed to the silent boy behind Chu Lan.

"...Chu Ji is different. But if you dare to dance with him, then I really admire you." Chu Lan said awkwardly.

"Martial arts competition?" Jiang Yubai looked up and down the small body of the young man named Chuji in surprise, making sure that he didn't have a trace of internal strength, "I can't tell. Swords, guns, swords, halberds, whips, maces and hammers, which way is he from? "

Chu Lan blushed with anger: "What are you thinking! Of course it's dancing!"

Jiang Yubai: "...Oh."

On the contrary, it was Chuji who glanced at Jiang Yubai indiscriminately when he heard this.Probably because he practiced dancing all the year round, Chu Ji's aura was different from other people's, and Jiang Yubai had a slight urge to go forward to touch his muscles and bones.If the muscles and bones are also in place, then maybe this child will be good at martial arts.

"Tell me, which one do you choose for piano, chess, calligraphy and painting!" Chu Lan didn't want to talk nonsense, and gently stroked her sleeves.

Does he really want to have a "male favorite professional skills competition" with these children...

Jiang Yubai, who was bored and shameless, waved his hand and agreed.

"I choose books." Jiang Yubai unceremoniously chose the one he is best at, "You can read my works first, and then consider whether you want to compare with me."

Jiang Yubai's own piano, chess, calligraphy and painting can't make it into the elegant hall, that's already a thing of the past; now, with Xiao Rui's shell, although he doesn't have Xiao Rui's quick wit, wide knowledge and strong knowledge, he Possess Xiao Rui's body memory!

In the past few days, he, a science boy, can support the persona of a cultural person, except that he doesn't seem to see anything in the book, and it is all supported by those one or two words.

For Xiao Rui, writing is like a person, so it's just that he can't find everyone's guidance for playing piano and chess paintings. He really put a lot of effort into writing.With Xiao Rui's solid foundation, coupled with Jiang Yubai's completely different state of mind, the words written are obviously the same handwriting, but unexpectedly have a different flavor.

For example, the words hanging on the wall now: "The west wind blows the waves of the old Dongting, and Xiangjun has more gray hair overnight.

When drunk, I don't know the sky is in the water, and the boat is full of clear dreams, pressing down on the galaxy. "Xiao Rui's writing style is introverted, upright and beautiful, while Jiang Yubai's poem is full of grace and elegance.

Only then did Chu Lan notice the words hanging in the inner room, and she was stunned at first glance, but after a few more glances she was fascinated.

"This poem...was written by you?" He trembled as he spoke.

"No. But I wrote the words. If you are sure that you can beat me, let's compare." Jiang Yubai said with a smile, "Of course, if you write better than me, I just admit defeat."

"..." Chu Lan's face went blank for a moment, and he bit his lips in embarrassment, "There must be something wrong with those people, and you are not as useless as the rumors say."

...How should I put it, the eldest lady probably wants to ruin his future so as not to worry about the future.

"Forget it." Chu Lan, who didn't intend to delve into it but vaguely guessed something, planned to let him go, "Chu Ji, let's go."

"Ayu, send off Mr. Chulan. By the way, bring back our cloak."

They all left, but Chu Ji didn't intend to move his legs.

He stared straight at Jiang Yubai, and said calmly, "Let's have a game."

Jiang Yubai: "What's the next round?"

Chu Ji: "A martial arts competition. It's best to compete with a sword."

Jiang Yubai: "...Why do you think people like me can use swords?"

Chu Ji stared straight at him and said, "Because I've seen people like you."

Jiang Yubai: "..."

The appearance of the young man in front of him was stunning, but his eyes had the coolness of ice blades, which made Jiang Yubai sigh how rare it was.

"Okay." He smiled lowly, "Let's say it first, don't cry if you lose."

So, on that afternoon, Zhou Yan stepped into the small courtyard that he had never set foot in, with the feeling of coming to see the misunderstood virtuous talent for the last time.

Of course Xiao Ling didn't tell the truth this time, and it was possible that Prince Huai would drive the two brothers out together when he got annoyed.He just said that his younger brother is running out of time (truth), he is so sick that he can hardly get out of bed (truth, at least before he left), his lifelong knowledge is doomed to be useless, and he only hopes to see the prince One side expresses gratitude.

Xiao Ling understood that even if his younger brother really met Prince Huai, he would only express his gratitude.Then all he can do is try his best to fulfill his brother's innocent wish.

When Zhou Yan learned that Xiao Rui was also suffering from hemoptysis, his expression darkened for a moment, and he unexpectedly agreed.

... In this world, Yingcai is never allowed to grow old.

With only one or two followers, he took a shortcut and walked to Jiang Yubai's courtyard silently.A green radish grows on the side of the courtyard wall. Even though it is a cold winter day, it still stubbornly sprouts two new green buds, which is heart-wrenching to watch.

"Kuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu of

Zhou Yan was taken aback, and gently pushed open the small door of the courtyard.In the square inch of the courtyard, the back of the man in white with the wooden sword in his hand is light, the sword is as light as fog and rain, but it casts a large net, covering the sky and covering the ground, and puts a hood on the opponent.

His sword is not aggressive, but approaching step by step, and the sharpness can even be regarded as gentle.This is not a life-and-death match at all, he is... giving someone a trick.

Against him was a young man in red, holding an unopened wooden sword.The sword is not amazing, but it is solid and agile, not avoiding the edge, and after each move, it gradually has some appearance.

For a while, there were red and white, and the years were quiet in the courtyard.

Zhou Yan slowly opened his eyes wide, following the dancing white figure, his fingertips sank into the palm of his hand.

The man in white seemed to be aware of it, motioned to stop first, put the sword behind his back, his long crow-black hair moved slightly, revealing half of his fair side face.