A bad thought [rebirth]

"You also know that my parents are a fire husband and wife." Yin Jiuxiao said with a smile.

Every time he heard Ji Yuanhan tell his childhood stories, even if the storyteller used simple or even concise words, he listened with great interest, and he was indeed a little envious of other people's memories of being with their parents.

Seeing Ji Yuanhan nodding, he said: "They passed away before I was three years old, so I don't have much memory of them, even what they looked like."

What Yin Jiuxiao didn't say was that he had a long memory, and since he could remember, he had heard the people in Gu Zhong secretly say that he didn't look like his parents at all, and that it was a lie to say that he didn't care, but since even the master avoided it If you don't talk about it, he won't worry about it anymore.

The people around him still had no expression on their faces, but Yin Jiuxiao understood the emotions, his brows and eyes were curved, and he said with a smile: "I like to hear you say these things, let's continue to talk about it in the future."

Yin Jiuxiao felt a little thirsty, so he asked Ji Yuanhan to get a water bag from his room.Ji Yuanhan was a little hesitant, he directly drew the saber that the other party would take off only when he was sleeping, and held it in his hand: "Just hurry up."

At this time, it was time for lunch. While the two were talking, most of the affectionate men and women around went to eat in the main hall of the ship.

As soon as Ji Yuanhan left the deck, noises came from beside him.

"I'm one of the 'Luqu Shuangxias', don't I have the qualifications to be your husband?" The one who mentioned himself as the "Luqu Shuangxias" was a swordsman in black. Because his tone of voice was extremely conceited, even his eyebrows and eyes showed some contemptuous arrogance.

The person who was entangled was a bunt girl in red, wearing a jade pendant with "Meng'an" printed on her body, she was obviously a disciple of Meng'an Guan.The woman was holding two crutches, her brows were frowned, and her pretty face was sullen: "Cheng Song, what are you doing all this time pestering me?" Seeing the anger that the other party couldn't hide under the eyes of everyone, it seemed that she had been pushed to the extreme by the swordsman, and suddenly He said without hesitation: "I don't care what kind of deer-twisting shuangxia you are, or dog-singing shuangxia, even if my mother likes that young master, it's impossible for me to fall in love with you!"

Some people who stayed on the deck were subconsciously attracted by the sound. The eyes of the men and women instantly looked in the direction the woman was pointing at. It was an ordinary-looking, weak man.

Although he was holding a sword, he looked sick for a long time, and the sword was more like an ornament.

As soon as the words came out, Shi Qinan regretted it immediately. This was a rotten love affair she had provoked. What she said just now might cause trouble for that young master. She wanted to speak, but saw Cheng Song drew his sword out of its sheath and stepped towards the young master with one step. The sick and weak son went.

"Cheng Song, what are you doing?" Shi Qinan glared angrily, and made a move with crutches, blocking Cheng Song.

Shi Qinan's behavior only aroused Cheng Song's anger even more. He quickly tapped Shi Qinan's shoulder to stop him. With an arc, stabbing at the sick man with a sword, a blood groove can be drawn on the opponent's neck almost instantly.

I saw that the young master who had somehow stepped into the center of the dispute still looked like he had nothing to do with him.

The autumn wind is rustling, and the frail young man's white clothes and purple shirt are fluttering. He is obviously in a calm and breezy posture. When facing the swordsman with a sharp sword facing each other and his face full of murderous intent, he actually has a faint arrogance.

There were exclamations from all around, Meng An Guan's disciple was about to strike, but saw that the weak young man was not at all afraid, the moment his head and neck were thrown back, a flash of sword light flashed, blocking Cheng Song's sword with a "dang".

The gesture of the sword alone is extremely beautiful, but Cheng Song realized that the sickly young man's sword didn't have much internal energy at all, it was just a show, so he couldn't help showing a sarcastic look.

Although I am not a real deer-twisting double sword, the swordsmanship I learned since I was a child is so strong that a sick and weak young man can resist it.

Turning the blade over, a sword flower easily picked up the opponent's sword and threw it behind him. Then, another sword, this time no longer aimed at the opponent's neck, but at the shoulder.

When the point of the sword pierced the weak young man's shoulder, someone among the bystanders shouted: "You are bullying!"

The person who shouted was about to rush towards the bow of the ship. It was too late to speak, and in an instant, a figure suddenly came to Cheng Song's side with an erratic posture. The long sword pierced half an inch into the arm seemed to be suddenly Shooting down, the long sword fell to the ground with a clang, and the wrist of the swordsman who was still arrogant a moment ago suddenly sprayed blood.

Cheng Song was stunned for a moment, then reacted slowly, stepped back again and again, and covered his right wrist with a grim expression.

Intuition told him to run away quickly, otherwise——

But before he could move his body, the kneecaps of both legs suddenly made two crisp sounds, and Cheng Song suddenly knelt on the ground, his miserable howl piercing the sky.

A blue-clothed swordsman stood beside the sick and weak young man, holding the sword that the sick and weak young man held in his hand. He clearly made three sword strikes, but almost no one could see when the three swords were stabbed, "Hey With a sound, the sword chant sounded, and the sword that the sick and weak young man had pulled out earlier was inserted back into its sheath.

"Jiuxiao." Ji Yuanhan's eyes stopped on Yin Jiuxiao's blood-stained shoulder, with lingering fear in his heart.

If something really happened to Yin Jiuxiao, he would die.

Yin Jiuxiao waved his hands to show that he was fine, then he squatted down, picked up Cheng Song's long sword on the ground, faced the other's panicked eyes, pulled the corners of his mouth, and showed a gentle smile, but his hands were unambiguous. , A sword stabbed at the opponent's shoulder.

Cheng Song's hand tendon was broken, and his kneecap was shattered again. The piercing pain made him unable to move even a single step.What Ren didn't expect was that the sickly young man would actually hold his sword, and then extended a sword towards his shoulder, stabbing at the exact same spot where he had hurt him before.

His voice was hoarse and his face was pale. Cheng Song screamed again and shed tears.

The Jianghu people who watched all this were still on Yin Jiuxiao's side at first, and Ji Yuanhan just sighed after making the move, but it seemed that Yin Jiuxiao's approach was too lenient, and someone couldn't help saying: "Young master, he has already Now, why are you so cruel?"

Yin Jiuxiao looked up at the speaker, with a smile on his face.

The speaker's eyeballs glanced at Ji Yuanhan, as if he was a little embarrassed, he put away his raised neck when he spoke.

His hand still didn't stop, and he stirred vigorously, his tone was very gentle: "You call yourself 'Deer Twisted Swords', where is the other white-clothed swordsman? Why didn't you come to rescue you?"

Seeing that Cheng Song couldn't even speak, and was about to pass out as soon as he rolled his eyelids, Yin Jiuxiao stirred again, and then drew out his sword, until the arrogant man fell to the ground half dead, twitching continuously, and began to foam at the mouth .

It took only about ten breaths from Cheng Song's attack on Yin Jiuxiao to Ji Yuanhan's appearance, and then to Yin Jiuxiao's counterattack.

Meng Anguan's disciples came to Shi Qinan's side and opened her acupuncture points.

Shi Qinan was finally able to move and speak, and after seeing the horrible people on the ground, he also showed a bit of intolerance, but quickly restrained his emotions, cupped his fists at the sick and weak young man and said, "My lord, it was not my intention that this happened. Meng Anguan will definitely take care of people's affairs, and won't bring trouble to you young masters."

She looked around, and finally met those eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and said: "My name is Shi Qinan. During the past few days in Fuchuan, if my son is made things difficult because of this, the disciples of Meng Anguan will definitely stand on my side." Young master, are you right?"

It wasn't someone who said "yes" first, and then one after another "yes" collided together, occasionally mixed with a few laughs, which seemed to be a bit intriguing.

There was a wind blowing on his face, blowing up the hair on Yin Jiuxiao's sideburns. The wind in late autumn was a bit chilly, which cooled down his sadistic heart that could not be restrained before.

He threw the sword to the ground, nodded when he heard Shi Qinan's words, and then pulled Ji Yuanhan away from the deck.

Except for Meng Anguan's disciples, the rest of the people were whispering, some were amazed at Ji Yuanhan, some were saying why the other person with Luqu Shuangjian didn't show up, it was really a fake, and some said that Yin Jiuxiao should not be attacked by his appearance Too vicious and so on.

Of course, the people from Menganguan later found a doctor to renew Cheng Song's life, and learned from him that he pretended to be a knight in the rivers and lakes in order to gain Shi Qinan's admiration, Yin Jiuxiao didn't know and didn't want to know.

After returning to the room, Yin Jiuxiao put the sword on the table, sat down at the table, raised his head to look at Ji Yuanhan who had closed the door and walked over, hiding the shuddering feeling in his heart, and asked suddenly: "Have I changed a lot? "

Ji Yuanhan opened his mouth and only said to bandage his wound.After applying the good medicine and bandaging it, he looked at him with light brown eyes, with an indescribable feeling, as if he could tolerate everything about Yin Jiuxiao, which slowly calmed down his restless mood.

Yin Jiuxiao thought that Ji Yuanhan would be the same as in the past, and would not answer questions that he didn't know how to answer, but this time, after a while, Ji Yuanhan sat next to Yin Jiuxiao, put his hand on the scabbard, rubbed his index finger, and said, "Whoever Whether it was the past or the present, I am willing to be by your side."

"How willing is it?"

Ji Yuanhan was obviously taken aback.

Yin Jiuxiao was also a little surprised by the question he blurted out, and didn't know what kind of answer he wanted. At this moment, the knock on the door came from outside the door, interrupting their thoughts.

A woman's voice sounded: "My lord, I'm Shi Qinan, are you there?"

Ji Yuanhan went down and opened the door at Yin Jiuxiao's signal, and returned to Yin Jiuxiao after opening the door.

Shi Qinan held a fruit plate in his hand and a steaming teapot, and smiled heartily at Yin Jiuxiao: "It's so annoying, these fruits and a pot of sparrow tongue, let's chat with each other, I hope you two don't dislike it." She was talking about two people, but her eyes were fixed on Yin Jiuxiao.