White-haired Demon Lord and Senior Brother

◎Mistakes and omissions have been corrected◎

Taking a look at the man in front of him, Wu Yan asked directly: "Who are you? Do you really know the origin of the person who seriously injured Yang Qing's name back then?"

The mysterious man turned sideways to him, and replied with his hands behind his back: "Since Master Murong doesn't want to believe me, why did you come here on time?" His tone of voice didn't hide his arrogance at all, and he didn't want to hide it at all.

Wu Yan replied: "The rules in the Jianghu, I don't know your origin, so I have to make sure."

The mysterious man didn't want to talk more useless nonsense, he just said: "I'm just a wild man in the mountains, I don't have a name in the rivers and lakes, can you be satisfied with Murong Shao being the head of the family?"

Wu Yan cut to the chase and asked, "Tell me what you know!"

The mysterious man replied: "Before telling his name, I just ask Master Murong—how much do you know about him?"

Wu Yan immediately said: "I only know that he is the apprentice of Xuanjun Penglai, the owner of Xuanxiu Valley!"

The mysterious man asked again: "Then do you know what kind of sword he used to severely injure Yangqing's name?"

Wu Yan replied without hesitation: "Changwu Sword! It is said that it is the sword used by Xuanjun Penglai in the past."

The mysterious man laughed a few times, and then said coldly: "Changwu sword, a personal disciple who doesn't value it will never teach this sword..." He asked again: "Have you ever seen anyone wearing something similar to this sword?" sword?"

Wu Yan was stunned for a moment, remembering the last time when he left the palace, he looked back and saw the long sword Li Xuan was wearing. The mysterious man saw him drooping his eyes and thinking, and felt that the time had come, and said to him: "His name, I can I’m telling you now, but I’m afraid you won’t believe that he did it back then.”

Wu Yan simply said: "Tell him his name!"

The mysterious man played tricks on purpose: "If I tell his name, what are you going to do?"

Wu Yan still simply said: "Avenge that sword strike for Yang Qingming!"

The mysterious man blurted out: "Very good! Master Murong, you have to listen carefully, his name is - Mu, Zi, Fang, Bi."

Li Xuan? !It turned out that I was not mistaken, it was really him? !

After Wu Yan combined the four characters, he was secretly surprised, and hurriedly asked: "How do you know it's him?"

The mysterious man sneered and said: "Young Master Murong is indeed cautious enough. I have never had any grievances with that person, and it will not do me any good to lie to you. If Young Master Murong still does not believe it, why not ask Xue Muhua, the head of Xiyu Terrace?"

After hearing this, Wu Yan stopped talking, turned around and left without leaving a word of thanks, and the mysterious man didn't care about his attitude. After Wu Yan left, he sneered and murmured: "How do I know it's him?" ? Not all Yang Qingming said it himself! After he woke up, I threatened him to say it by telling him the name of the murderer before continuing to heal his body! Hahahaha!"

After saying that, the mysterious man stepped forward and wanted to leave the forest. After walking for a while, suddenly a hidden weapon flew out from the shadows and struck him through the air, hitting his right arm. He covered his arm and lowered his head to see the hidden weapon. It was actually a small piece of gravel, and suddenly another piece of gravel flew towards him, he dodged immediately, just as the soles of his feet stood firm, another piece of gravel flew in, he immediately used his martial arts to block them one by one with the sole of his shoe, but his back was suddenly caught A piece of gravel was hit hard, and he shouted: "Who is it!" But the surroundings were as quiet as usual, and there was no trace of anyone at all. In order to prevent his traces from being revealed, he immediately left in a hurry.

There was a figure hiding among the trees below the high slope, it was Yang Qingyuan, and seeing the mysterious man fleeing, he couldn't help muttering: "It's strange, I only threw two pieces, who threw the last two pieces? Is there anyone else around here?" He couldn't help but look around.

In the dark, Fu Zhayue dressed in male attire was triumphant, Yang Qingming crossed his arms in front of his chest, leaned a little closer to her, and said helplessly in a low voice: "Miss, you really shouldn't have messed up the situation just now, if you are caught He found out, do you have a countermeasure to explain it?"

Zhayue replied triumphantly: "I can't miss such a good opportunity!"

Yang Qingming only persuaded: "We should go back."

Zhayue turned her head back: "You don't care about your little lover anymore? If he goes to the palace and dies..."

Yang Qingming lowered his arms and said calmly: "With my younger brother here, he won't just die like that." Stretching out a hand, he invited politely and respectfully: "Please, miss."

Zhayue immediately walked through the forest, and Yang Qingming followed behind her slowly.

Along the small stream on Jinfeng Island, a wild mountain cherry tree grew. After a few days of spring breeze in February, the branches gradually covered with buds, cluster after cluster, attracting various tits.

When Huang Yan and Zhu Yanfeng were free, they strolled along the riverside. It was already March, and the branches were full of cherry blossoms. , a bit like a peach blossom."

Huang Yan replied: "The petals are different, this flower is more like a peach heart."

Zhu Yanfeng added: "Like peach blossoms, they have the color of longing and love."

Huang Yan replied: "It's a pity that it's more like the appearance of a broken love."

Zhu Yanfeng smiled slightly, feeling regretful: "After the flowers bloom, they will fall in a few days." As soon as he raised his hand, he watched a few cherry blossom petals pass by the palm with the wind. Lived in two or three slices.He took two or three steps forward, stretched out his hand to grab the cherry blossom petals, and looked back at Huang Yanshi, only to see Huang Yan looking at the cherry blossom petals under his feet, a strand of silver-white hair in his temple hair was blowing across his face inadvertently in the wind, and in the wind again Mixed with sakura petals.

He stretched out the fist holding the cherry blossom petals towards Huang Yan, then let go of the fist, letting the cherry blossom petals dance in front of Huang Yan, and he enjoyed the beautiful scenery.

Huang Yan raised his eyes, looked at Zhu Yanfeng, and opened his lips: "I want to pick a flower branch back, but I wonder if the petals fell off as soon as I brought it back."

Zhu Yanfeng replied: "The petals will fall, probably related to the wind."

Huang Yan stepped forward, held Zhu Yanfeng's hand, and walked slowly with him, along the river bank. The water surface of this stream was full of reflections of cherry blossom branches, as clear as a precious mirror, which made people suddenly Feel like stepping into wonderland.

Before reaching the end of the mountain cherry forest, the vision in front of me suddenly became hazy. After looking carefully, I found groups of small white flowers falling from the sky, and the air became a little cold.

Zhu Yanfeng reacted the fastest, and couldn't help saying: "Wait a minute, it seems to be snowing."

Huang Yan replied calmly: "I know. It has snowed intermittently a few times in the past few days, so I brought an umbrella."

Zhu Yanfeng took his umbrella, opened the canopy to cover him from the snowflakes, but he didn't leave, Zhu Yanfeng was like him, quietly watching the beautiful scenery when the little snowflakes fell with cherry blossom petals.

Huang stretched his hands to catch the snowflakes and cherry blossom petals in the wind, looked at his palm again, and murmured: "Snow is not snowflakes, not flowers..."

Zhu Yanfeng thought for a while, and then said: "Falling down."

Huang Yan looked at him sideways, and said with a smile: "If you can continue to answer two sentences, you will be a great poet today."

Zhu Yanfeng looked at Huang Yan, stroked his hair on the sideburns a little, and replied: "Even if the beauty is in front of you..." Then he looked at the cherry blossom petals flying in the wind and snow, and continued: "Heartbroken, I would like to be incense crumbs. "

Huang Yan said: "Then you are a great poet today."

Zhu Yanfeng replied: "Great poets also need to be rewarded!"

Huang Yan leaned closer to Zhu Yanfeng, and planted a kiss on his lips.Zhu Yanfeng accepted it well, and wrapped his other hand around Huang Yan's slender waist.

After a while, Zhu Yanfeng said: "I feel a bit cold, should I go back?"

Huang Yan looked up at the tall branches of cherry blossoms, and made a request: "It's okay to go back, I have to take at least one flower branch with me."

Zhu Yanfeng gently stuffed the umbrella into Huang Yan's hand, braved the cherry blossom wind and snow, strode to a nearby mountain cherry tree, raised one hand, and simply and easily folded off an umbrella with a Xue's complete cherry blossom branch immediately returned to Huang Yan's side, and took the umbrella from Huang Yan.

The two turned around and walked back, still looking at the fairyland beauty of cherry blossoms blowing snow in the wind while walking, gradually walked out of the mountain cherry forest, and walked back to Jinyun Building along the path.

Zhu Yanfeng lowered the umbrella, and gently shook off the snowflakes and cherry blossom petals on the umbrella cover. Huang Yan walked up to the bedroom on the second floor with only the cherry blossom branches. On an empty table.

Zhu Yanfeng followed up the stairs and saw that he had placed a guqin in front of the vase, so he asked, "Do you want to play a good tune on the flowers?"

Huang Yan sat down and said, "You don't want to listen to my music while enjoying the flowers?"

Zhu Yanfeng responded: "So, that's fine." Then he also sat down and watched Huang Yan, who was behind the cherry blossom branch, play the piano seriously.

A few days passed in a blink of an eye, and on that day, in Pingjing, only Mu Yu fell unexpectedly, pattering down, slowly moistening the roads and roof tiles, and sparse figures were still coming and going in the hazy sky.

In a palace, A Lin Tianduo was still sleeping soundly on his side. Su Meier went around the screen and came to the couch. He admired her face for a moment, then suddenly bent down and gently kissed her forehead, and then covered her with a thin quilt thoughtfully.

On the palace road, Li Xuan was holding an oil-paper umbrella, and walked forward alone on the wet ground. Before he reached his destination, his steps stopped abruptly halfway, his sight was blocked by a white and blue shadow, and he couldn't help opening his lips: " you……"

Wu Yan asked bluntly: "A few years ago on Yangui Island, the masked man in black who assassinated Sun Qingming was you!"

Li Xuan was stunned, but he didn't deny it, he just said: "I had a grudge against him, and I only wanted revenge at that time."

Wu Yan simply said: "Then blood for blood, life for life!" Still holding the umbrella with his left hand, he drew out the long sword with his right hand, and stabbed at Li Xuan. Quickly drew out the long sword and confronted it.

Wearing a monster mask, Yang Qingyuan just stood there holding an oil-paper umbrella, watching Wu Yan quietly, and responding to protect Wu Yan at any time.Mu Yu didn't stop, but the sound of the clash of sharp blades spread far away. Su Zhongming brought a few eunuchs to hear the news. Seeing that the people in the confrontation were all people he knew best, he was taken aback for a moment, and blurted out: "Why do you go back?" What happened? How did the fight start?"

Just as he was about to rush forward to stop him, Yang Qingyuan went to block the way, and advised him: "This is a grievance between them, it's better for the Supreme Emperor not to intervene."

Su Zhongming glanced at him, and wondered, "Who are you?"

Yang Qingyuan deliberately concealed it, and only said: "It's just a nobody."

The sword intent of the two people in front was strong, the sword energy was sharp, and the confrontation was fast, so that others could not find an opportunity to intervene to block it, so Su Zhongming could only stand aside and watch the situation worriedly.

Wu Yan's sharp blade was merciless at all, and each sword directly pierced the gate of life. Li Xuan had to focus on defense, but on the other hand, he secretly felt that Wu Yan's move was very unusual. After fighting for a long time, Wu Yan steadied his footsteps, and his sword was faster than Li Xuan's, thus stabbing Li Xuan's shoulder.

Su Zhongming couldn't help shouting: "Wuyan you!! Stop it!"

Wu Yan pretended not to hear, drew back the sharp blade, and continued to stab Li Xuan, but at this moment Li Xuan began to grow a snack, threw away the umbrella in his hand, held back the pain of the wound, and temporarily let the blood flow freely, facing the attack coming through the air Wu Yan's sharp edge cut Wu Yan's arm, and the blood stained the rips of his clothes. Wu Yan gritted his teeth lightly, threw away the umbrella, and fought back again. Li Xuan covered the wound on his shoulder and backed away, and the two of them took a breath at the same time.

Su Zhongming felt the pain of Li Xuan's wound because of the life-long curse, and the same part as him felt inexplicably painful, causing him to cover his shoulders in a hurry, a little cold sweat overflowed his temples, and he was so painful that he couldn't move.

Seeing this, the accompanying eunuch hurriedly blurted out worryingly: "The Supreme Emperor...!"

Su Zhongming only gritted his teeth and replied, "I'm fine. Hurry up and summon the imperial doctor, right now!"

As soon as the order was issued, one of the eunuchs obeyed the order and ran to the imperial medical hall. Su Zhongming continued to witness the duel while enduring the pain.In order to protect himself and prevent Su Zhongming from suffering, Li Xuan gritted his teeth and became serious. His sword moves became fiercer, sharper and ruthless. Push Wu Yan's sharp edge to the end, then draw out the sharp blade, and quickly stab Wu Yan's back with his backhand.

Wu Yan was startled, and when he looked back reluctantly, he found that they were almost tied, and both of them were seriously injured. Just as Su Zhongming was about to blurt out to stop, he saw Yang Qingyuan bent over, bent his knees and squatted halfway, and said strangely: " Hey, what's the matter with you?"

Regardless of the cold sweat that slid down his temples, Yang Qingyuan let go of the handle of the umbrella and let the umbrella fall from his back to the ground. He clenched his fists and endured it, and replied casually, "I just...suddenly had a rheumatism in my joints..."

Li Xuan turned his head to face Wu Yan, and asked seriously: "What is the purpose of your actions today? Is it Yan Guidao's decision!"

Wu Yan replied: "Seeking revenge from you is my private matter, and has nothing to do with Yangui Island."

Li Xuandao: "What is your relationship with Tiansun Qingming! Why are you obsessed with seeking revenge for him!"

Wu Yan just blurted out: "You don't need to know!"

Yang Qingyuan stood up, walked in front of Wu Yan with difficulty, grabbed Wu Yan's hand holding the sword, and persuaded: "You have already stabbed him with the sword and avenged my brother, so stop now."

When Li Xuan heard this, he was immediately suspicious, and Su Zhongming, who came up to see his injuries, couldn't help blurting out: "Brother...?"

Wu Yan gritted his teeth and blurted out: "No! There is still a sword..."

Yang Qingyuan suddenly saw a small golden deer pendant hanging from the cross of his clothes, which seemed to be a gift from himself, he couldn't help but take off the mask, picked up the little golden deer to confirm, Wu Yan found that it was inadvertently dropped from the skirt when he was using force He fell out of the side, hurriedly turned his face away, unwilling to explain everything.

Yang Qingyuan gently snatched the long sword from Wu Yan's hand, wiped it clean with a handkerchief, and put it back into the scabbard.

Su Zhongming looked at Yang Qingyuan, and suddenly said: "Why does this gentleman look the same as Tiansun Qingming?"

Yang Qingyuan turned his head and said, "Why doesn't the Supreme Emperor think that I am him?"

Su Zhongming replied affirmatively: "I can feel that you are different from him."

Li Xuan interjected, "You are...his brother? So he has a twin brother..."

The imperial doctor stepped on Mu Yu and rushed over, looked at the two men in their blood-stained robes, and treated Li Xuan's wound without saying a word.Yang Qingyuan picked up Wu Yan's umbrella to cover Wu Yan from the rain, and couldn't help asking Su Zhongming: "Why do you feel pain when he is injured?"

This is no longer a big secret, so Su Zhongming confessed frankly: "A few years ago, Li Xuan and I, in those precarious days, just because we didn't know whether each other's lives were safe or not, we asked Elder Yanyan to cast a spell on us. He cast a strange spell called 'Life-linking Curse', linking each other's lives together, as long as he dies, I will definitely not be able to live either."

Yang Qingyuan couldn't help muttering: "It's also this spell, it's him...?"

Su Zhongming asked curiously: "Could it be that you also...!"

Yang Qingyuan also confessed frankly: "When my brother and I were very young, my mother probably knew that we would be separated, so she invited a mage named Yanyan and cast a life-long spell on us, so that Blood to bind the curse seed, but failed, when my brother was injured, I couldn't feel his pain."

Su Zhongming couldn't help but said: "In the beginning, using each other's blood could not successfully conclude this curse, so Yanyan changed to draw a totem to conclude the curse seed? But why Wuyan..."