Cold Sword Perched Peach Blossom

The Kunlun School has not seen Qionghua Ling for a hundred years, but now it suddenly appears, and it seems that there is a wave of rain.

With Qionghua's order, something big must happen, Wan Yao looked solemn and told Lin Minzhi about it.

After hearing this, Lin Minzhi got up to say goodbye, and then looked at Lin Rufei: "Xiao Jiu, may I send you back to the courtyard first?"

"I'll go with eldest brother." Lin Rufei knew that the matter was urgent and there was no delay, so she said, "Don't delay the business."

Lin Minzhi thought for a while, then nodded. This matter is indeed urgent and cannot be missed.

Then he pushed Lin Rufei straight to the front mountain.

At this time, many disciples of the Lin family had gathered in the front mountain hall, and when they saw Lin Rufei and Lin Minzhi who came, they all saluted.But after the ceremony, many people's eyes quietly fell on Lin Rufei.

In the Kunlun School, although Lin Qionglou is the only direct lineage, there are countless sidelines.Although these disciples all knew that the Lin family had four sons, Lin Rufei seldom showed up on weekdays, so not many people had seen him.So seeing Lin Minzhi pushing a handsome young man in fox fur with a pale face at this time, they all cast some curious glances.

Lin Rufei was also used to this kind of staring, so her expression was indifferent, as if she didn't hear it.

"Why is Rufei here?" In front of people, Lin Bianyu didn't call Lin Rufei by his nickname, he walked out of the crowd slowly, his black eyes were dark, and he seemed displeased.

"I wanted to come and take a look." Before Lin Minzhi answered, Lin Rufei spoke first, and he said, "I'm a little worried about my second brother."

Lin Bianyu swept away his displeasure when he heard the words, and said with a smile: "Second brother is doing well, Rufei don't need to worry."

Lin Minzhi said helplessly: "Let's talk about the business first, is the Qionghua Order real?"

"Of course it's true." Lin Bianyu's voice turned cold, "Dare to go to Kunlun with a fake Qionghua order to seek death?"

"Where is he?" Lin Minzhi asked.

"It's in the tea room." Lin Bianyu said, he stepped forward and walked behind Lin Rufei's wheelchair, "I'll come."

Lin Minzhi sighed, not arguing with his younger brother.

Inside the tea room, there was a faint fragrance, and when Lin Rufei pushed open the bead curtain, he saw the holder of the Qionghua Token who made the Kunlun faction feel like a formidable enemy, but when he saw this person, he couldn't help showing a look of astonishment. The color was noticed by Lin Minzhi.

"Rufei has seen this person?" Lin Minzhi asked in a low voice.

"Before I went down the mountain with Fuhua for a green outing, I met him once by the bridge." Lin Rufei said.

It was drizzling and drizzling that day, and the sound of the flute was melodious. A swordsman wearing a bamboo hat sat leaning against the bridge, singing in harmony with the rain.The most impressive thing is his pair of blue eyes protruding from the bamboo hat, like the best emeralds soaked in water, with a trace of coolness, really beautiful.

At this time, the swordsman by the bridge was sitting in the tea room of the Kunlun School, still wearing the black veil-covered bamboo hat, holding the sword hilt at his waist.

On the table in front of him, there was a small token with a jadeite background and a gold thread. That was the Qionghua Token that Lin Rufei had never seen before.

Lin Minzhi walked up to the swordsman and said, "I don't know what your name is?"

The swordsman spoke hoarsely, "Wang Teng."

Lin Minzhi said: "Since Mr. Wang brought the Qionghua Order to Kunlun Mountain, he is a distinguished guest of my Kunlun Sect. It's just that my father is still in retreat. If Mr. Wang's request is beyond my ability, I have to wait for my father's request." Go out and fulfill your promise." Now he has only taken over part of the affairs of the Kunlun faction, and some things are beyond his control.

Wang Teng said, "Without him, you can satisfy my request now."

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the room froze instantly.

Both Lin Minzhi and Lin Bianyu had solemn expressions, staring fixedly at Wang Teng beside the tea table. They vaguely felt that Wang Teng's request was not as easy as he said.

"I want to compete with swords." Wang Teng's tone was calm, sounding emotionless, "with the most powerful swordsman on Kunlun Mountain."

Both Lin Minzhi and Lin Bianyu breathed a sigh of relief. This request is hardly a request. The Kunlun School is famous for its swordsmanship, and sword fighting is as common as drinking water and eating.

However, Wang Teng continued: "I will use all my strength for this sword competition, so life and death are irrelevant, and no one is allowed to intervene during the competition."

Lin Bianyu felt something in his heart, and with a smile on his face, he said: "I don't know who Mr. Wang wants to compete with. Now my father is still in retreat. On Kunlun Mountain, if my swordsmanship is ranked second, no one will dare to ask the second." one."

"Lin Bianyu!" Lin Minzhi scolded angrily in a low voice, "Who allowed you to interrupt!"

Lin Bianyu smiled: "Brother, are my words true?"

Naturally, Wang Teng didn't know the depth of Wang Teng in front of him. Lin Bianyu said this, but he wanted to draw Wang Teng's attention to himself. He was worried about letting Lin Minzhi go. superior.How can a person who can take out the Qionghua Token and make such a request be easy to deal with.

Wang Teng's eyes really fell on Lin Bianyu.

Although separated by the layer of black veil on the bamboo hat, even Lin Rufei could feel that the air was full of anxiety.

"It is said that Kunlun School's swordsmanship is unique." Wang Teng said, "Then I will naturally compete with the most powerful swordsman on this mountain." He spoke very slowly, as if he had used all his strength to utter every word.

Lin Bianyu felt relieved when he heard this, and said with a smile, "It's only natural."

Unexpectedly, Wang Teng changed the subject and said coldly, "Unfortunately, you are not the most powerful swordsman on Kunlun Mountain."

The smile on Lin Bianyu's face disappeared in an instant, and Tian Xiao, who was slung across his waist, hummed slightly. He said expressionlessly, "Could it be that Mr. Wang is planning to wait until my father leaves the customs?"

Wang Teng said indifferently: "Stupid."

Lin Bianyu suppressed his anger abruptly: "Why did you say that?"

Wang Teng said: "Lin Qionglou has been in seclusion for five years and has never broken through. He is also worthy of being called the number one swordsman?" He raised his hand, with a hint of excitement in his tone, "Fortunately, there are still people who are not allowed to go to Kunlun Mountain. The person I am disappointed—" He raised his hand and pointed to the person beside Lin Bianyu, "I want to compete with him."

Beside Lin Bianyu was not Lin Minzhi, but Lin Rufei who was sitting in a wheelchair with a face as pale as paper.

In an instant, Lin Bianyu and Lin Minzhi's expressions turned extremely ugly.

Lin Minzhi hurriedly said: "Mr. Wang, my younger brother Lin Rufei has been weak since he was a child and has never practiced swordsmanship. You should ask him for a sword competition? I'm afraid it's not appropriate."

Wang Teng said coldly: "Master Lin, is my Qionghua order fake?"

Lin Minzhi's face was livid, and Lin Bianyu's hand holding Tianxiao's sword hilt burst out with pale blue veins. Obviously, he had exerted himself to the extreme, and he almost squeezed out a sentence between his teeth: "Mr. A person who has never practiced sword competition?"

Wang Teng said, "Yes."

If Lin Minzhi hadn't pressed Lin Bianyu's hand with quick eyes and hands, Tianxiao would have been out of her sheath at this time.

Facing the murderous Lin Bianyu, Wang Teng sneered, he slightly supported the bamboo hat, his blue eyes were faintly visible: "Master Lin, let me ask again, is this competition good or bad?"

"Yes." Lin Rufei, who was sitting in a wheelchair, spoke lightly. His voice was not loud, but it hit the chests of Lin Minzhi and Lin Bianyu like a drum.

Lin Rufei's expression was gentle, as if what he agreed to was only something unimportant, he said slowly: "According to the rules of the Kunlun School, with the Qionghua Token in hand, the Kunlun School will naturally agree to Mr. Wang's request, but I have never If you really compare Xijian, I'm afraid you won't be able to enjoy yourself, sir."

Wang Teng said, "Then it's my fault."

"Rufei!" Lin Bianyu's face was extremely ugly, he grabbed Lin Rufei's shoulder, "Stop talking, don't mess around!"

"Brother." Lin Rufei turned her head to look at Lin Bianyu. After seeing the expression on Lin Bianyu's face clearly, her heart ached. It had been many years, and Lin Bianyu had never shown such a distressed look. , there were even some not-so-obvious prayers in the smiling eyes from both sides.

He was praying, begging his beloved younger brother to back down, as long as Lin Rufei didn't agree, even if the rules of the Kunlun School were broken, he didn't care.

However, Lin Bianyu was doomed to be disappointed.

In Lin Rufei's light-colored eyes, there was no trace of retreat. He looked at him and said word by word: "Second brother, don't forget, my surname is Lin too."

Lin Bianyu trembled all over.

Yes, no matter how weak Lin Rufei is, his surname is Lin. People with the surname Lin on Kunlun Mountain, how could they shrink back in fear of life and death? This is Lin Bianyu's younger brother, even though he has never practiced swords.

Even so, could he just watch Lin Rufei die under Wang Teng's sword?

Lin Bianyu took a step back and said nothing.

Lin Minzhi tried his best to control his voice, but the slightly trembling voice also revealed his mood at this time: "I don't know Mr. Wang, when do you want to be like a Feibi sword?"

"I still have a lot of places to go, and I'm very busy." Wang Teng said, "So let's do it tomorrow. You have already decided on the location."

Lin Minzhi said yes.

Wang Teng got up and was about to leave the tea room, but when he was wrong with Lin Bianyu, he paused slightly, and said seriously: "Your killing intent is good, but it's a pity that your swordsmanship is still three points short."

Lin Bianyu was expressionless: "Really."

Wang Teng said: "In a few years, maybe I will still be interested in fighting you, but it's a pity." He supported the bamboo hat and said coldly, "You are not worthy of my sword now."

Lin Rufei could see that Lin Bianyu was using all his strength to control the urge to draw his sword, until Wang Teng walked away, he did not move an inch.

Lin Minzhi also stood still, the atmosphere in the tea room was frighteningly stiff.

Lin Rufei had no choice but to row the sliding chair to the table, picked up the viburnum order, and said with a smile, "This is the first time I've seen this thing, I didn't expect it to be so beautiful."

"Little leek—" Lin Minzhi called out.

"Brother, I know what you want to say." Lin Rufei said calmly, "You have protected me for more than twenty years, and I just want to protect you once as you have protected me."

The author has something to say: Lin Bianyu: My younger brother is pitiful, weak and helpless, and someone wants to bully him! ! ! !

Wang Teng: If you didn't tell me, I would have thought you had leveled the top of your hill.

Lin Bianyu: My younger brother is pitiful, weak and helpless, he just cut a hill, yet someone wants to bully him! ! !

Wang Teng:? ? ? ? ?