Sorry, I am still number one in the world [Comprehensive]

After the Mid-Autumn Festival, it rained for several days in the South China Sea.

Most of the time, the rain is not heavy, but it is just patter and there is no sunshine.

When the weather was bad, Yan Liushuang simply stayed at home and gave Gong Jiu serious advice.

Considering his young age, she cares more about him now than she did Wuhua and Yuan Suiyun before, even if it's just laying the groundwork, she will ask and correct him from time to time.

Gong Jiu adapted faster than she expected, and he was very smart, even if he made a mistake in practice, once she corrected it, he would never make it again.

The only thing that puzzled her was that after he became a teacher, he would still stare at her from time to time.

And as the weather turned cooler, he stared at her for longer and longer each time.

Later, Yan Liushuang couldn't help asking him, "What do you always watch me do?"

He blinked, lowered his eyelashes when he spoke, and said, "You look a bit like my mother."

Yan Liushuang: "???"

She really didn't expect this to be the reason.

After a moment of silence, she asked again: "Then why don't you want to go home?"

He raised his head, looked straight into her eyes and said, "Because my mother is dead."

Yan Liushuang didn't expect that she accidentally poked her apprentice's sadness, she hesitated for a moment, and just about to reach out to touch his head to comfort him, when she heard an unusual wind sound behind her.

The wind made her turn around instantly, and at the same time, she clenched the knife at her waist: "Who?!"

Seeing this, Gong Jiu couldn't help being puzzled, because he saw everything and heard nothing.

"Is anyone here?" he asked his master.

"Yeah." Yan Liushuang nodded solemnly, "He's still a master."

As soon as she finished speaking, a ghostly blue figure flashed in front of her eyes.

Along with the cyan figure came a soft laugh, "I never thought that the Yan family would raise such a powerful daughter."

Yan Liushuang hates this kind of pretending to be a ghost, isn't it because of his lightness skill is a little bit better and his agility is a little bit weird?What's the big deal?

So she turned her head and told the apprentice beside her: "Xiao Jiu, stay here and don't move around."

Gong Jiu hummed very obediently.

In fact, he originally wanted her to be careful, but before she could say that, she immediately picked up her breath and disappeared in front of his eyes.

The speed was so fast that he couldn't even see the shadow clearly.

When he saw her again, she was already in the courtyard ten feet away, and the knife in her hand was out of the sheath, washed very bright by the rain, and shone coldly.

The end of the cold light is also cold.

But it was not sent by the weapon.

Yan Liushuang looked at the sterling silver fangs mask on the face of this man in green with excellent lightness kung fu, frowned and said coldly: "Who are you? Why are you breaking into my house?"

The man was pointed at by her with a knife, but he didn't panic at all, he looked her up and down very leisurely, and finally sighed softly: "You really don't look like your father at all."

"You know my father?" Yan Liushuang was puzzled.

"Of course I know your dad." He seemed so pleased when he said it that the only eye that was visible on his entire face narrowed.

According to Yan Liushuang's estimate, this person's martial arts should not be inferior to the jellyfish Yin Ji.

Although this is still nothing to her, it is more than enough to win her father, the number one sword in the South China Sea.

So even though he didn't look like he was lying, Yan Liushuang still didn't relax his vigilance.

Maybe it's the enemy?she thinks.

She didn't move, and neither did the man in Tsing Yi.

The two stood in the rain and confronted each other. After a while, the man in Tsing Yi spoke again: "Your father and I are not friends, but we have no enmity or grudge. You can rest assured."

Yan Liushuang was amazed at his sharpness, her eyes paused, but she still confiscated the knife.

She asked him, "So you came to see my father?"

The man in Tsing Yi smiled loudly: "It was originally."

Yan Liushuang raised her eyebrows: "It was originally? What about now?"

"Now..." His voice suddenly dropped.

The second half of the sentence was overwhelmed by the sound of rain in the courtyard, so Yan Liushuang couldn't hear clearly.

But compared to what he said, what attracted her more attention at this time was the white mist that suddenly rose from under his feet.

It was originally a very humid rainy day, after such a rapid and violent fog, looking from Gong Jiu who was still under the corridor, it was impossible to see anything clearly for a while.

He was a little anxious, and subconsciously took two steps over there: "Master?"

Yan Liushuang immediately shouted loudly: "Don't come in!"

He stopped in his tracks, and this time he finally said what he hadn't said before: "Master, be careful."

He was answered with a crisp laugh.

"Just this little trick, you can't do anything to me."

The white mist in front of him was still spreading, but Yan Liushuang ignored it at all.

She clenched the handle of the knife in her hand, followed the murderous aura that seemed to be there, and swung her hand to cut it!

The majestic and pure knife energy gushed out like a tide, making the grass and trees in the courtyard rustle in unison, and the rain in the sky seemed to be heavier in an instant.

"If you have something to ask my father, you can go to the front door and pass the post." She said, "If you want to ask for trouble, you should ask my knife first."

"Tsk, why are you so fierce." The man in Tsing Yi who was pulled out of his hiding place by her instantly sighed.

His voice is nice, softer after being soaked in the sound of rain, but with his lifelike fang mask, it is very permeable.

Only Yan Liushuang could not be affected at all. After Yidao Powu finished speaking, he drove him out regardless of what he said.

She felt that this person in Tsing Yi should get out if he had any self-knowledge.

Unexpectedly, after he went out, he stopped her again: "A Shuang."

Yan Liushuang: "???" Who are you?

He raised his hand to cover her knife point, and said softly, "I am your uncle."

Yan Liushuang: "...Huh?!"

A quarter of an hour later, the two sat together in the Yan's banquet hall.

Yan Liushuang was very confused, she looked at Father Yan on the main seat, and then at the man in Tsing Yi who pretended to be a ghost, and asked with some doubts: "He...is he really my uncle?"

Father Yan nodded: "Yes, he is indeed your uncle."

"But doesn't my mother... only have one younger sister?" When she was lying on the wooden shaker and had to rely on others to help her eat, drink, and sleep, she only did one thing every day, and that was to listen to the chats of the maids who took care of her. Then judge the general situation of the Yan family from it.

As far as she knew, her mother was a young lady of a sword sect in the Central Plains, and she was not very favored, so after marrying to Nanhai at the age of 17, she never went back to the Central Plains, but she often talked about her younger sister.

Yan Liushuang inquired later and found out that her aunt married a doctor, who seemed to be a genius doctor.

But at that time, her mother had passed away for several years, and the Yan family was too far away from the Central Plains, so there had been no contact.

"That's something everyone in the world knows." Father Yan sighed, "But in fact, your mother has a younger brother."

"So... what's going on here?" Yan Liushuang felt that her brain was not enough.

After Yan's father explained, she finally understood the intricate relationship.

It turned out that the sword sect master had married two wives back then, and after the stepmother came in, she naturally disliked the children left by her predecessor.

That's why her mother was later married to the South China Sea. As for her uncle, he was too temperamental. After being embarrassed once, he left that sword sect directly and set up his own family.

It's really nothing to set up your own family, but the problem is that he set up a Rakshasa teacher on his own, and it made people in the rivers and lakes frightened for a long time.

In this way, the sect master of the sword sect, who claims to be orthodox in the martial arts world, is no longer willing to recognize this son.

Of course, even if he admits it, his son won't admit it.

As for the people in the rivers and lakes, it is even more impossible to link them together.

"It's almost like this." Father Yan said, "I didn't know until your mother died."

"..." Yan Liushuang didn't know what to say.

But she really didn't expect that this man in Tsing Yi who likes to pretend to be gods and ghosts is Yu Luocha, the leader of the Raksha Sect.

In other words, she is related to the original number one in this world...?

Wait, did the ghosts do it on purpose?

The more Yan Liushuang thought about it, the more she felt that this must be the case, so that she couldn't help scolding him hundreds of times in her heart.

Seeing her changing expression, Father Yan thought she was blaming herself for almost hurting Yu Luocha before, so he hurriedly comforted her: "You didn't know before, your uncle won't blame you."

Yan Liushuang: "..." How dare he? He, he can't beat me!

After explaining the relationship between them, Father Yan asked Yu Luocha again: "By the way, why did you come back to the South China Sea?"

Yu Luocha: "Brother-in-law has gone, and their son has no one to take care of him now, so it's inappropriate to follow me, why not send him to Nanhai."

Of course, Father Yan didn't object: "That's fine, then I'll send someone to Taiyuan to pick him up."

Yu Luocha immediately waved his hand: "No, I've already brought him."

Seeing their father and daughter stunned together, Yu Luocha smiled again, and said: "When he went to the island, he saw Afeng practicing sword on the cliff by the sea and refused to leave, so I let him watch there first. .”

Yan Liushuang: "..."

Damn, why is he like swords again? !

When she saw her seven-year-old cousin that night, Yu Luocha had already retreated and patted her ass to leave. fog.

Yan Liushuang had nothing to say about the devil's leader's habit of playing tricks.

My cousin's surname is Ximen, and his name is Chuuxue.

The name sounds nice, and she looks cute, but she has almost no expression and very few words.

Yan Liushuang originally thought that Yan Feng, who met him in advance, would like their cousin quite a lot, but after dinner that night, Yan Feng frowned and said to her: "Do you think our cousin looks like a person? ?”

"Who is it?" Yan Liushuang didn't think so.

"Ye Gucheng." Yan Feng said, "Ye Gucheng was like this when he was a child!"

Yan Liushuang shook her head: "I don't think so, Ah Cheng is not so cold."

Yan Feng rolled his eyes: "That's for you."

She smiled: "Actually, he is not cold to you, it's because you have always disliked him."

Yan Feng was too lazy to argue with her, so he simply brought the topic back to Ximen Chuuxue, saying: "By the way, Dad is going to retreat again recently, and he said let me take my cousin to practice sword first."

"It's good." She said, "Anyway, you're relatively free, and he just started practicing."

"What a fart..." Yan Feng looked desperate, "Do you know what he said to me when I finished my sword practice this afternoon?"

"what?"

"He said that I only have aura and no real sword power!"

"..."

"Also said that I am too open and closed, and I am not suitable for using the Yan family's swordsmanship!"

"..."

In fact, what he said was quite correct, at least Yan Liushuang thought this way when he saw Yan Feng's sword.

But she is a top expert herself, and with the eyesight she has cultivated for so many years, she can see that these problems are perfectly normal.

Ximen Chuuxue was different. He had just started learning swords, and he was able to accurately explain what Yan Feng's problem was. It was really surprising.

What does this mean?

It shows that Ximen Chuuxue is also a natural swordsman.

From this point of view, he is indeed very similar to Ye Gucheng.

Thinking of this, Yan Liushuang was very sad and indignant.

However, grief and indignation are useless, after all, no matter how sad and indignant, two natural swordsmen will not come to learn swords.

So she might as well spend her time teaching Gong Jiu well.

Thinking of this, she said to Gong Jiu very seriously: "Xiao Jiu, as long as you follow me and study hard, I guarantee that you will become the number one in the world besides me."

Gong Jiu also nodded solemnly: "Well, I will not let Master down."

She touched his head with satisfaction: "Good boy."

Here she taught very smoothly, but on the other hand, Yan Feng, who was in charge of temporarily teaching Ximen Chuuxue to practice swords, was going crazy, because he was picked on by Ximen Chuixue almost every day.

It would be fine if Ximen Chuuxue was talking nonsense, but he couldn't refute every fault Ximen Chuuxue picked on him.

After going on like this for half a month, Yan Feng finally couldn't take it anymore, he threw Ximen Chuuxue to Yan Liushuang: "From tomorrow onwards, you take him, I quit!"

Yan Liushuang looked confused: "I don't need a sword? How can I take him?"

Yan Feng didn't care about that much: "Anyway, I'm quitting, you can figure it out." After finishing speaking, he immediately put a soft tone on her and begged her: "Good Ah Shuang, just help me, if this continues I may really not want to learn swords..."

Seeing that he was really miserable, Yan Liushuang had no choice but to respond: "Okay, then I'll ask Ah Cheng if I can take him."

In the past, when I heard that she was going to find Ye Gucheng, Yan Feng would definitely not be happy, but this time, he was probably really afraid of being picked on by Ximen Chuuxue, and he didn't say a word of objection, and nodded quickly : "Yes, yes, you can let him try."

What Yan Feng thought was that Ximen Chuuxue would soon make him useless, so Ye Gucheng should have a taste of it.

So the next day when he saw Yan Liushuang let Gong Jiu and Ximen Chuuxue pack their bags and prepare to go to Feixian Island, he was very happy to board the boat with them, and sent them there under the pretense of pretext.

Yan Liushuang didn't think much, and said, "Wouldn't it delay your sword practice?"

Yan Feng: "No delay, no delay."

Yan Liushuang said that would be fine.

It was noon when they arrived at Feixian Island.

The guards of the city lord's mansion, who patrolled the sea all the year round, knew the Yan family's boats. When they saw them approaching the shore, they quickly greeted them and said hello, "Miss Shuang, Master Feng."

Yan Liushuang got off the boat first, then turned around and helped her apprentice and cousin down.

Apprentice Gong Jiu took good care of her very much, and raised her head happily to say thank you Master.

But his cousin Ximen Chuuxue was very shameless, he said very coldly: "I can do it myself."

Yan Liushuang didn't force it, and squinted to see him get off the boat with a serious face and sword in his arms.

After that, the four of them went all the way to the city lord's mansion. On the way, Yan Feng uncharacteristically praised Ye Gucheng, wishing he could use the best words to describe him.

It has to be said that he managed to arouse Ximen Chuuxue's interest so successfully that when they entered the city lord's mansion, Ximen Chuuxue's usually expressionless face showed some waves.

After listening all the way, Yan Liushuang understood Yan Feng's plan no matter how stupid she was, so she was quite dumbfounded.

Coincidentally, Ye Gucheng was also practicing sword at this moment.

As soon as Yan Liushuang entered the door, he was told that he was washing swords in the pool. After answering with a smile, he walked through the exquisite and elegant pavilions in the mansion like a child, and went straight to the familiar direction.

When she was about to arrive, she heard the sound of swinging a sword coming from ahead, and unconsciously put on a smile and slowed down her pace.

Seeing this, Yan Feng patted Ximen Chuuxue on the shoulder and said, "Don't you want to see it?"

Ximen Chuuxue glanced at him, before he could say whether he wanted to or not, he was already pushing him forward.

After crossing the bamboo forest in front of you, you will see the Sword Washing Pond in Ye Gucheng.

At this time, he was standing under the tree with his back to them, with a long sword in white clothes, as tall and straight as a pine, and several cold lights swayed from the moment he raised his hand, so cold that no one dared to approach easily.

Even Yan Feng, who had fought against him countless times, couldn't help but pause when he saw this scene.

Looking at Ximen Chuuxue again, after a brief surprise, his eyes completely lit up.

After a while, Ximen Chuixue said: "Good sword, good swordsmanship."

Yan Feng: "..." What the hell? !Are you convinced by him? !

And Yan Liushuang, who was one step behind them, was already laughing so hard that she could hardly straighten her waist.

When Ye Gucheng retracted his sword and turned his head, what he saw was her smiling non-stop while holding the bamboo and covering her waist.

He didn't know what happened, but seeing her so happy, his mood naturally became quite good.

So he walked over and stood in front of her, and said, "You're here."

Yan Liushuang nodded, and the smile on her face hadn't stopped: "Well, I'm coming."

"Didn't you see that I came too?" Yan Feng didn't like to see the two of them look like they couldn't get in, so he hurriedly climbed up to Ye Gucheng's shoulder.

Ye Gucheng: "..."

I almost wanted to say that he really didn't see it just now.