Chapter 4 Chapter Three

That voice made everyone think of the secluded pool under the night moon, under the lingering light, the waves rippled, and the circles and ripples were a fatal temptation. Then, the gate of the villa was opened wide, and that person walked over gracefully like Ling Bo. A golden crown of black silk, white satin fluttering on the shoulders, deep purple gown, wide sleeves fluttering, long eyebrows like black ink, and a pair of rare blue eyes embedded in the jade face, everyone's heart is full of tears With a jump, what followed was an indescribable fear. That person stood there, smiled slightly, closed the jade fan lightly, and clasped his fists in salute: "Junior Lan Qi has met senior."

The reason why the garden is full of moon and snow, and the eyes are full of icy and pure appearance, but at that moment, it seems that thousands of purple peony plants are blooming one after another, scorching and dazzling. The whole garden held its breath and was in a daze. After a while, Ning Lang came back to his senses, grabbed Yu Wenluo's sleeve, and pointed at the target everyone was staring at: "He...he...is..." It's just that Yu Wenluo didn't have time to pay attention to him at the moment. The paper is shining with silver, the pen is not a wolf's hair, as sharp as a needle, moving quickly, and carefully engraved a line of small letters: Yinghua forty-four years, July 16th, Changtian Villa first met Lan Qi, Ronghua captured the garden of heroic souls .

"Brother, I know this person." Ning Lang said excitedly. "Ah?" Yu Wenluo also became excited at this moment, "You actually know the famous Lan Qi?!" "I saw it in Yucheng, and he gave me seven golden leaves!" Ning Lang's eyes lit up. "Ah?" Yu Wenluo's eyes were shining brightly, "He gave you a golden leaf? What does he have to do with you? How did you know each other? Did you know he was Lan Qi at that time? What did he say to you? He What did you do? Why did he know you..." This series of questions stopped the younger brother of the Ning family.

"I..." The younger brother of the Ning family moved his mouth but was speechless. How should he talk about meeting Lan Qi. "Hurry up!" Yu Wenluo urged. "I... who the hell is Lan Qi?" Ning Lang didn't answer the question, but forced out a long-standing doubt in his heart. Yu Wenluo stared at him, then slapped his forehead: "Oh! How can I place hope on you!" "Brother..." "Shh, don't talk yet." Yu Wenluo pointed to Xiaoting. "So it's the Seventh Young Master, what a rare visitor." Qiu Changtian smiled all over his face, and got up to greet him out of the kiosk.

Nan Wofeng also stepped out of the small pavilion, with a smile on his skinny face: "I never imagined that Qi Shao could come." Lan Qiyu waved her fan and said: "The younger generation has heard about the grand event of Changtian, and has been longing for it. This time, I came here uninvited. I hope senior will forgive me." "Young Master Qi is very polite, if you can come, the canopy door will shine, please hurry up." Qiu Changtian waved his hand and invited Lan Qi to sit in the pavilion, and Qiu Zang had already asked someone to move the seat this time without ordering.

"Thank you, junior." The three of them were about to enter the pavilion, and the three young men in the pavilion had already stood up to meet them, when another voice came from outside the village. "This junior is late, I wonder if Senior Qiu will let Huayan enter the manor to see the grand event?" This voice is the wind in spring and the rain in summer, so gentle and refreshing. "Master Ming is here! Please!" Qiu Changtian's elegant face was full of surprise at this moment, not only him, but everyone in the garden had already got up, all looking at the door.

First, it floated into a piece of blue clothes, and then a tall figure came calmly, with elegant eyebrows and a slight smile on his lips. Originally, the garden was full of fragrance, but he walked all the way, but there was a subtle fragrance of green lotus, His eyes flicked lightly, as if looking at the sky across the water. Tsing Yi fluttered, and he clasped his fists in salute, "Ming Huayan, junior, has met the two seniors." "My lord, you don't need to be too polite." Qiu Changtian hurriedly raised his hands to help. "Unexpectedly, even the Second Young Master Ming is here today, brother Changtian, you really have a lot of face!" Nan Wofeng stroked his beard and smiled.

"Qiu was really overjoyed to get so many young heroes here today." Qiu Changtian nodded frequently, "Come on, let me introduce you." Turning around, he introduced Lan Qi first, "Second Young Master, this is Seventh Young Master of the Lan Family. Seventh Young Master, this is the Second Young Master of the Ming Family." The two stepped forward to salute, their eyes met, and each was startled. The man on the opposite side had deep green eyes, and it was clear what was hidden in the clear waves. The eyes of the person in front of him are misty, and there is something clearly hidden in the boundless tenderness.

"evildoer!" "False fairy!" The two blurted out, and the impulse at that moment was uncontrollable. When they realized what they said, they were full of surprise and dumbfounded. "Ah, it turns out to be the Second Young Master Ming, whom I have admired for a long time." "Seventh Young Master's name is like thunder." Everyone was still stunned, but the two had already smiled at Yan Yan, each took a step forward, just when they thought they were going to hold hands to get closer, the half-stretched hand suddenly turned around and retracted without a trace.

"To see the Second Young Master today is really an honor for three lives." "Where, I've been fascinated by Seventh Young Master for a long time." The two bowed their hands and glanced at each other.Well, it looks familiar, but where have you seen it? Seeing that they cherish each other so much, everyone in the garden thought it was just an auditory hallucination. After being startled, they all stood up and greeted each other familiarly.Only Yu Wenluo seriously wrote down those two sentences in the "Wulin Canghai History" that he just opened, and it was hailed as the most profound and vivid "name" in the future!

And Qiu Changtian and Nan Wofeng, the two highly respected seniors, just looked at each other, and then smiled relievedly, taking it as a young man who blurted out out of his guard and excitement when he met an evenly matched opponent. "Joking", he didn't take it to heart, and instead introduced them to the three young people in the kiosk. "Brother, they..." Ning Lang pointed to the objects surrounded by everyone in the garden and humbly asked, "Who are they? Why do you value them so much?" Although the younger brother of the Ning family doesn't know much about people and the world, he can also see from everyone's reactions that the weight of these two people seems to be more important than the two great masters, Qiu Changtian and Nan Wofeng. "Ah." Yu Wenluo looked at Ning Lang and sighed heavily, "Thanks to Qianbishan, who came from the four major factions, and the young master of the Ning family, one of the six great families, yet you can't even deal with this kind of person who is only a mixed martial artist." People who should be famous and move people don't know, I really don't know what to say about you, fortunately... fortunately, you know me." "Brother." The younger brother of the Ning family blushed and scratched his head at his elder brother's words, "Master said that one should concentrate on one's mind during the journey of martial arts, and not be moved by the outside world, so..." "So you really listened to the old man's words and devoted yourself to practicing martial arts and ignoring world affairs, and became a complete papaya!" Yu Wenluo patted his younger brother on the head, quite angry, "What a stupid kid." "Brother, you haven't told me yet." Ning Lang scratched his head again, looking at the most dazzling two people in the garden and said. "Lan Qi, the current head of the Lan family in Yunzhou..." Yu Wenluo pointed at the purple-clothed and blue-eyed man. "Ah, he is from the Lan family of Yunzhou..." Ning Lang exclaimed. "Shut up!" Brother Yuwen was very upset when he was interrupted, "Don't interrupt when I'm talking!" The little brother of the Ning family moved his mouth, and finally stopped under the forceful gaze of big brother Yuwen. "Ahem." Brother Yuwen cleared his throat first, and then said with a straight face: "Although the Lan family used to enjoy a reputation in the martial arts world, it was only after this Lan Qishao took over as the head of the family that they really occupied an important seat in the martial arts world. When he was fourteen years old, he skipped his father's generation and directly took over the position of Patriarch from the previous Patriarch of the Lan Family -- that is, his grandfather. , A large group has been withered, and the population is no longer as prosperous as before, but the power of the Lan family is growing day by day, and today it has become one of the top six families in the martial arts. As for the fact that the Lan family is becoming less and less, The rumors in the world are all persecuted by him, but they are just rumors that are not credible, and the truth needs to be investigated by everyone in Yuwen. But as an impartial martial arts historian——I admire him very much.” After a short pause, Big Brother Yuwen was very satisfied to see that Little Brother Ning was listening seriously, and continued: "The Lan family is also a well-known martial arts family for nearly a hundred years, with luxuriant branches and leaves. He is a simple person, but he has snatched the position of Patriarch from these wolves and tigers. Thinking about how young he was at the age of fourteen, alas...not to mention the sensational things he did after taking charge of the Lan family. It’s really chilling to talk about the affairs of Jianghu, and the Lan family’s dominance of Yunzhou today is definitely due to Lan Qishao.” As he spoke, he looked at the man with a smile that confuses all living beings, and his heart tightened. "Speaking of which, it has been about six or seven years since he became the head of the family. He became famous very early, but he was only famous in the past few years. It was only two years ago that he officially appeared in the arena. Although the Lan family He belongs to a righteous family, but this Seventh Young Master acts both righteous and evil, and it is rumored that he has inextricable relationship with the Demon Cult. The last thing to talk about is his appearance. He has a pair of rare green eyes with a demonic look, so people in the world respect and fear him, want to get close but dare not get too close, very contradictory. However, if he is willing to be my friend, I will It's a pleasure." Yu Wenluo talked for a long time, stretched out his hand and poured a cup of tea to moisten his throat, looked at Ning Lang, "Do you know who he is now?" Ning Lang looked at Lan Qi, then at Yu Wenluo, and then nodded, "The powerful head of the Lan family of the martial arts family." "Well, that sums it up pretty well." Yuwen Luoda nodded proudly, pointed at the man in the blue lotus, and said, "Master Ming is the young master of the Ming family in Tianzhou. If you are fearful and respectful, Ming Er is respectful and loving. There have been three "Lan Yin Lingzhu" in the Ming family, and the first Lingzhu was from their family more than a hundred years ago, and their status in the martial arts is absolute. Second to none, and this second son of Ming... how should I put it..." Yu Wenluo retracted his fingers and propped his chin, thought for a while, and finally sighed, "Perhaps only the title bestowed on him by the Jianghu people can describe it best,' Immortal', an immortal who has fallen into the mortal world, a fairy character, how can we mortals speak in vain." Hearing the words, Ning Lang couldn't help but turn his head to look at him. With that supernatural appearance, those empty and distant eyes, such a person can only be qualified by the word "exile immortal". "Speaking of nicknames, Lan Qishao...hehe...but there is a title that is not inferior to Ming Er, do you know what it is?" Yu Wenluo smiled mysteriously. Ning Lang shook his head as a matter of course. "Bi Yao!" Yu Wenluo said in a low voice but solemnly. "Ah?" Ning Lang felt a little aggrieved when he heard it. "Hehe... the son of a dignified family is called a 'monster', and someone else would have blocked the mouth of the person who spread the name, but Lan Qishao accepted it with pleasure." A smile appeared in Yu Wenluo's eyes Meaning, "He also said, 'The great wish in life is to be a monster who can change the wind and rain, live forever, and enjoy the bliss of the world!" "But……" "'But this title is insulting' is what you mean?" Yu Wenluo interrupted Ning Lang. Ning Lang nodded, for some reason, he was extremely unwilling to have that person be insulted as a monster. "It's what a capable person can do if he can turn infamy into a good name?" Yu Wenluo said with a smile, and shifted his gaze to the person who had a monster name but also exuded a trace of monster spirit, "Ning Lang, do you think we can see that day? Everyone is proud to be called a 'demon'." The words were very light, but there was a trace of earnestness that was hard to detect. Everyone in the garden returned to their seats after a salute, and Lan Qi spoke first: "I don't know what treasures Senior Qiu wants to share with the younger generations today?" Qiu Changtian smiled slightly, and raised his head to signal Qiu Zang who was standing beside him. Qiu Zang understood, and with a wave, three family members walked into the garden. The leader held a long tray with a piece of red silk on it. "'Lan Yin Biyue' has returned to the Ling Palace, and the Yingshan Conference is imminent. Qiumou is too old to do anything, but it is the time for young heroes to show their talents. Today, many heroes gathered in Changtian, Qiumou On a sudden whim, I wanted to see the heroic appearance of the heroes before the meeting." His eyes scanned around slowly, and he saw pairs of young, bright eyes, "This kind of thing is considered a lottery, and I hope that the heroes will not be too despicable .” After finishing speaking, he signaled his family members to uncover the red silk, so that everyone can see the lottery. The family members holding the long plate uncovered the red silk, but it turned out to be a neatly folded robe. Everyone was wondering, when the other two family members stepped forward, each lifted one side, stood on the steps, and shook their hands. At that moment, Everyone is moved. The robe unfolded like a waterfall of water, pouring down the black springs in the garden, and there were several snow-white flowers floating in it, which immediately attracted everyone's attention.After a while, I came back to my senses, only to find that it was a black silk robe that shone softly and watery, with a circle of delicate snow-white semi-cause flowers on the hem and wide sleeves, and a golden thread rolling around the whole robe, It made the silk robe look elegant and luxurious, luxurious and mysterious. After looking at it for a while, everyone was surprised to find that the silk robe was indistinguishable from the inside and the outside. They agreed, and then they were shocked to find that the silk robe could not see the stitches at all, could it be that it was seamless? "This dress is woven by my daughter from Jiulun Mountain jade silk." Qiu Changtian's plain explanation patted everyone's hearts like a drum, making their hearts tremble. Jiulun Mountain Jade Silk is a rare treasure, it is impervious to water and fire, more importantly, it is extremely flexible, unless it is a magic weapon, it is invulnerable to swords and guns, and...it was woven by Miss Qiu from Changtian Villa... "This girl in clothes is named 'Tiansi Yi', whoever wins the first prize today, this thing will be the prize." As soon as Qiu Changtian finished speaking, everyone became sober. Win the championship!The most important thing is to win the championship! And... contacting what Qiu Changtian said before and after, everyone understood at that moment, and their already excited hearts couldn't wait. "It turned out to be like this, no wonder, no wonder!" Yu Wenluo could see and hear clearly, and couldn't help sighing repeatedly. "No wonder what?" Ning Lang was still amazed at that silk garment. "It's no wonder there are so many young masters here, and they are all outstanding from various factions." Yu Wenluo glanced at those people and was once again impressed. Ning Lang blinked, and looked at Yu Wenluo suspiciously, not quite understanding what this 'Tiansiyi' had to do with masters from various sects. "Don't you understand?" Yu Wenluo glanced at Ning Lang, then raised his hand to pat his head, "I didn't expect you to understand." "Brother." Ning Lang tore off the hand above his head. "Did you hear clearly what Master Qiu said just now?" Yu Wenluo let go of his head, and said, "The meaning of that sentence is to put it bluntly: this is 'Lan Yin Biyue', I am too old to go out again It's a fight, you young people go and grab it, but let's make some gestures in my Changtian Villa first, let me weigh your weight, and I will give him a little reward for the most outstanding person." "Oh, I know this, the owner of the autumn village said it just now." "The focus is on the reward." Yu Wenluo twitched his brows, "This 'Tensi Clothes' was woven by Master Qiu's own hands, do you understand? Who would a woman weave clothes for? Of course her husband Son-in-law! Old man Qiu has made it clear that he is picking a son-in-law! Not only is he picking a son-in-law, but he is also picking the "Lan Yin Lingzhu"! Today's leader is tomorrow's son-in-law of Changtian Villa, and tomorrow's emperor of martial arts!" "Ah?" Ning Lang's eyes widened. It was obviously just a young man's martial arts competition, so how could there be so much meaning? "So, look at the people in this garden, which one is not a well-known young hero in the Jianghu?!" Yu Wenluo raised his hand around, "Who among these people wants to be the 'Lan Yin Lingzhu'? If you can With the support of Changtian Villa, one of the six great families, it can be said to have put a finger on 'Lan Yinling'!" Yu Wenluo glanced at the 'Tiansi' dress, and felt a little envious, "Besides, Miss Qiu's family is a well-known beauty in the world. 'Autumn water is absolutely charming' is not a lie, I also want to marry To see such a beauty become the 'Lord Lan Yin' again." "Then it's okay for the elder brother to go to the martial arts competition too?" Ning Lang suggested honestly. "Hmph!" Yu Wenluo gritted his teeth, "I wish I had such good martial arts!" "That……" "That, that, just watch! It's just for watching!" Yu Wenluo lowered his head a little discouraged, "And if I dare to go up, my elder brother won't blow my head off... By the way, my brother is Yu Wen Do you know the family members?" "Ah?" Ning Lang was surprised. Yu Wenluo was completely desperate when he saw his appearance, "I knew you were from the Ning family as soon as I saw the silver gun on your back. After spending nearly a month together, you didn't even know that I was from the Yuwen family. People?! And..." Pointing to Yu Wenyu in the small pavilion, "Would the person surnamed Yuwen who can sit with Qiu Changtian be an ordinary person? You don't know how to turn your mind a few more times at first glance. Woolen cloth!" "Your family is not the only one surnamed Yuwen in the world, and not necessarily only people from the Yuwen family can sit with Master Qiu." Ning Lang said something clever now, blocking Yu Wenluo's mouth. Yu Wenluo looked at Ning Lang, then nodded, "Under my wise teaching, you have indeed improved. Come on, I will teach you to meet some people." As he spoke, he pointed to the small booth, "Sit in my elder brother The white-faced, chubby person next to him with a friendly smile is Hua Qinghe, the eldest son of the Baizhou Hua family. There is also a younger sister in his family, who is as famous as Miss Qiu. ' These two sentences refer to the two beauties in the martial arts world——Hua Fushu and Qiu Hengbo. I haven't seen Qiu Hengbo, but Hua Fushu..." Yu Wenluo narrowed his eyes, As if recalling Miss Hua's appearance, her face was full of longing, "Hua Ying Fu Shu is indeed a natural charm!" "Oh." Ning Lang didn't respond much to the beauty Yu Wenluo yearned for, and pointed to Xiaoting, "Then, who is sitting behind Senior Nan?" Yu Wenluo looked at the man, and immediately said with a straight face: "Mei Hongming, the head disciple of Taoluo Sect, don't look at him as a frail scholar, but he is a powerful person, I would rather mess with my elder brother." Mess with those who fall into Taoluomen!" "why?" "'Qianbi Sword, Cangyun Saber, Wind and Mist Palm, and Taoluo Device' refer to the respective strengths of the four major sects. Taoluomen rule the world with hidden weapons. Compared with swords, fists, and palms, hidden weapons are hard to defend against. , and Taoluomen's hidden weapons are designed to hit people's strange meridians, which can damage your success at the slightest, and abolish your martial arts or lose your life at worst. Therefore, the most frightening among the four major sects is not the five generations of "Lanling" Because of the master's Wind and Mist faction, it's the Taoluomen who have always only swept the snow in front of the door. And don't look at the names of their hidden weapons, all of them are very elegant, such as "Spring Night Silk Rain, Summer Reflecting Lotus" , Autumn Wind Bailu, Winter Plum Blossoming Snow', the more pleasant the name, the more venomous it is." "Oh." Ning Lang said he remembered it. "The girl with a good-looking but cold face in Taoist clothes is Shang Pinghan, the eldest disciple of Feixue Temple in Nanling, and the tall and bearded girl is Wei Lang, the head of Wuyunzhai. Wearing a red dress and holding a dust whisk is the 'Three Thousand Buddha's Hands' Golden Tower..." Here Yu Wenluo is busy introducing people from the world to Ning Lang, while Qiu Changtian is explaining the rules of the competition. "This time we are only meeting friends with martial arts, so Qiumou didn't set up any arena, so he used the two feet open space in front of the pavilion as a platform. Everyone gestures and clicks until you reach the end. Don't hurt the harmony, and please don't damage the court. The flowers and wood utensils, this is the little girl's painstaking efforts." After these words were finished, some people felt that they were not very happy, but thinking about Qiu Changtian's reputation as a benevolent man, it is normal to make such a request. Looking around this elegant garden, thinking that these are all made by Miss Qiu, Those heroes couldn't help but agree again. "The competition can be a literary fight or a martial fight, but it's up to everyone's wishes. Well, Qiu will stop talking, and whichever hero is willing to be the first person can come up." As soon as Qiu Changtian finished speaking, many people really wanted to be the "first person", but...they all moved their eyes to the small pavilion, weighed and considered, and finally hesitated, so the garden fell into a condensed silence. After a long while, someone finally broke the silence and stepped forward, clasped his fists, and said with some hope: "May I ask if the seventh young master and the second young master will participate?" This sentence was the voice of many people, and when someone finally asked it, all eyes turned to the person who asked the question gratefully, and then looked hopefully at the two people in the pavilion.Although fame and martial arts may not necessarily be the same, but...it would be great if these two people don't participate! Qiu Changtian and Nan Wofeng also looked at Lan Qi and Ming Er with a smile. "Heh..." Lan Qiyu shook her fan, her blue eyes rolled around, and the people in the garden felt that their souls were hooked by something, and some couldn't shake it by themselves. "Today is very rare, but meeting the Second Young Master Ming here, how can I miss it." An understatement, clearly charming people, the heroes lost their souls for a moment, and then suddenly realized. Of course this young master will participate, but you all don't pay attention to this young master, and the opponent is just Ming Er. There were cold hums one after another in the originally silent garden, and the heaviest humming was in the small pavilion. "Why, I should take this rare opportunity to ask the heroes and the Seventh Young Master for advice." Ming Er stood up and cupped his hands, with a calm and elegant demeanor. Sure enough, a demon cannot be compared with a fairy!The heroes let out a sigh of relief. A cold and proud figure walked out of the kiosk. "Yu Wenchen is not talented, so he became the first person to ask for advice from all the heroes." Yu Wenchen clasped his fists, glanced around the garden, and then landed on Lan Qi, and then did not move as if he had taken root. Everyone held their breaths, the eldest son of Yuwen faced the seventh young master of the Shanglan family, who would win? "Hehe..." Lan Qichang smiled, the jade fan was shaking and shaking, the hair band on the shoulder was fluttering and fluttering, and the garden was full of romantic and evil charms. Fighting against the heroes of the world with bare hands, he is really the first person in the world who has never been seen before or since! Fortunately, fortunately, this young master is such a person with good eyesight!" As soon as this remark came out, Yuwen's eyes full of arrogance suddenly turned cold, but after a moment of silence, all the heroes in the garden were pleasantly surprised, and some began to appreciate the "Bi Yao" who was still hating just now. "Brother seems to be doomed this time." Yu Wenluo watched from a distance but just sighed. "Why?" Ning Lang was puzzled. "Brother originally challenged Lan Qishao, but Qishao not only pushed back with ease, but also forced my elder brother to fight the enemy empty-handed until he defeated or was defeated." Yu Wenluo was worried. "Senior Qiu didn't stipulate not to use weapons just now, did he? And your elder brother doesn't have to obey Lan... Seventh Young Master's orders." Ning Lang said. "How can a person as proud as my elder brother be willing to be talked about." Yu Wenluo glanced at him, and then turned to look at Lan Qi who was swaying his fan in the booth, "It really makes sense for this person to be called 'Bi Yao'." When Ning Lang heard this, he couldn't help pursing his lips, trying to say something but finally shutting up. Yu Wenfeng took a hard look at Lan Qi, then turned around, and said proudly: "Yu Wenfeng asked the heroes for advice with a pair of fleshy palms." Qiu Changtian and Nan Wofeng looked at each other when they heard this, and each frowned, but they didn't say anything. When the heroes in the garden heard this, they were both angry and happy. You, Yu Wenyu, are the eldest son of the Yuwen family, yes, it is true that you became famous in martial arts as a teenager, it is true that your red dragon whip is rare in the world, but it is a big mistake for you to speak wildly in public and dare to fight the heroes of the world empty-handed up!No matter how crazy Lan Qi is, she is not as proud and complacent as you are. She also knows that she has an opponent, Ming Er, and she hasn't boasted that she is invincible! After some indignation, he couldn't help but secretly rejoice. The red dragon whip of the Yuwen family is not easy to provoke, and this Yu Wenyu is even more so. He is arrogant and arrogant. He has offended many people as soon as he comes out of the rivers and lakes. However, his martial arts are really high, and he does not know how much he has become famous. The veteran was wiped out of face and fame by his whip, but at this time he dared to fight against the heroes of the garden with a pair of empty hands... Humph, when will the old enemies and new grievances not be reported at this time! "Jinquelou dared to ask Mr. Yuwen for advice." When everyone was still considering whether to be the first person to challenge Yu Wenfeng, who was so energetic and powerful at the moment, a heroic voice sounded, and then a tall man in red got up and walked towards Yu Wenfeng. "It turned out to be the 'Three Thousand' Golden Warrior." Yu Wenyan raised his eyes and looked at the first opponent. "Yes." Jinque Tower raised the dust, "I also ask Mr. Yuwen to be merciful." "You and I will do our best to compare each other, just say something polite." Yu Wenchen said with a sneer. "Please." Jinquelou straightened his posture. "Let me experience the 'Three Thousand Buddha's Hands' really has three thousand changes." While talking, Yu Wenyu handed his left palm and grabbed the fly whisk in Jinquelou's arm. It seemed an understatement. Halfway through the hand, the palm was like a gust of wind, and it came to Jinquelou in the blink of an eye. The whisk was already under his finger, the red shadow spun around, and the body at the foot of the Jinque Tower moved sideways for a foot, barely avoiding that hand. it is good!Some people yelled in secret, while others broke out in a cold sweat. If they had changed themselves just now, they might not be able to hide. "Hero Jin's fly whisk is really not just for people to look at." Yu Wenyu said lightly, but his hand didn't stop. The posture of the outstretched left palm changed, and it cut across the three thousand dust threads hanging on the side of the arm of the Golden Tower. , the Golden Tower did not dare to be slow, with a wave of his hand, the whisk was raised, and the three thousand threads of dust had turned into ribbons and wrapped around the palm of the cut one. Go, it looked as if the whisk was automatically sent to his palm. Jinquelou secretly screamed when he saw it, but his face remained motionless. , One by one, like steel needles, pierced Yu Wenchen's left palm. Seeing that the dust threads were only an inch away from the palm, if they were stabbed firmly, this hand would probably be useless. "Ah!" Someone couldn't help exclaiming. "Hmph!" Yu Wenchen snorted coldly, and everyone saw a piece of sleeve slide down in time as if miraculously, blocking all the dust. Rolling, the traces of dust disappeared immediately, and when the sleeves were raised again, a "clank" sound was heard, and then the sleeves and the whisk were separated, and the man also took a step back. Staring at each other for a while, Jinquelou finally clasped his fists and said: "I lost." After saying that, he turned and walked down. Everyone in the garden couldn't help being surprised when they heard the words. The two of them fought for only a short while, but it changed rapidly, and the one-handed fight was already so exciting. When Beng tightened his heartstrings and concentrated his attention, someone conceded defeat, obviously the winner has not yet been decided. In the small pavilion, Lan Qi smiled slightly, and with a jade fan, half of her face was hidden under the fan, leaving only a pair of blue eyes full of smiles. Ming Er's expression was as usual, and his foggy eyes fell on Yu Wenchen lightly. Qiu Changtian and Nan Wofeng nodded with a smile. "Brother, your elder brother's martial arts is really high, but that golden hero is even more upright." Ning Lang looked at the half-thin silver dust thread under Yuwen's feet, which was hard to find, and said with admiration, and then looked at the calmly seated man with admiration. Golden Tower. "En." Yu Wenluo, who was busy recording, nodded heavily, "There are rumors in the world that he is in love with Shang Pinghan of Feixue Temple. I guess he did this just to stand up for that female Taoist priest. My elder brother once whipped Shang Pinghan's The sword is twisted into nine pieces." "Oh?" Ning Lang looked back at Yu Wenluo, "Why does he like female Taoist priests, Taoist priests are outsiders." "There is also a monk who likes nuns!" Yu Wenluo rolled his eyes and raised his hands, pointing to Ning Lang's chest with the tip of the pen, "Like is a feeling born here." The tip of the pen then pointed to his head, "You are here No, maybe you will fall in love with even more outrageous people in the future." "Ah... I don't like others." Ning Lang blushed and said in a daze. "You don't like others, who do you like?" Yu Wenluo sneered, didn't care, and continued his great career. "Men should like their wives." Ning Lang replied seriously. After hearing this, Yu Wenluo raised his head and glanced at Ning Lang, then continued to bury his head, "There are many men who hate this sentence." "Wei Lang asked Mr. Yuwen for advice." Ning Lang wanted to say more, but when he saw the head of Wuyunzhai walking towards Yuwen, his attention was immediately drawn away, and he did not continue the topic just now. When everyone was paying attention to the competition in the garden, someone turned around and left at the corner of the garden gate, walking towards the depths of Changtian Villa. In the deepest part of Changtian Villa, a natural mountain wall stands tall. After bypassing the mountain wall, the front suddenly opened up. As far as the eye can see, it is a broad and vast hillside. At the end of the slope is the steep cliff of Tianzhi Mountain, which is like a natural barrier with the mountain wall behind, isolating the world. On the hillside of Yinyin, there are layers upon layers of high, low, far, near, and white Banyin flowers blooming like a moon. The mountain wind blows and the flowers sway, as if wandering in the snowy waves and moon sea. Under the blue sky and green mountains, this place is like an illusion. fairy garden. In this sea of ​​snow and moon, there is an embroidery frame horizontally. A young woman in a water-blue dress is embroidering with her head down and concentrates on embroidery. What is shocking is that she is embroidering with her left and right hands at the same time. The needles are like flying, the grassland, hillside, Banyin, cliffs, insects and birds are presented one by one on the embroidery cloth. A small yellow butterfly danced in the sea of ​​flowers, flying from left to right, and finally landed lightly on the stamen on the embroidered cloth. With a movement of the woman's wrist, the silver needle flew away, and the yellow butterfly flew here forever In the fairyland of fantasy. "Miss." The young girl who looked like a tender willow has relaxed her hands and feet since she walked into the cliff, and this soft call at this moment is even softer to the extreme. The silver needle is pulled out, the colored thread is knotted, and the untouchable sea of ​​flowers outside the world has been completed on the embroidered cloth. With a flick of her fingertips, the silver needle slipped into her sleeve, and the woman raised her head. In an instant, she felt that the ups and downs of the sea of ​​snow, moon and flowers were all for her. "Liu Mo, how is the front?" The woman's voice was like water waves. "Miss, not only the famous heroes from all parties have arrived, but also the Second Young Master Ming and Seventh Young Master Lan have arrived." Although Liu Mo's voice was soft, the excitement and joy could not be hidden. Lord Wei Lang has surpassed the Golden Tower of the 'Three Thousand Buddhist Hands'." "Oh?" The eyebrows like willow leaves raised slightly. "My servant just took a good look at it. Many of those young masters are good-looking, but when it comes to imposing manner and wealth, the sons of a few famous families are the best. Except for the eldest son of the Hua family who is a little fatter, the others All of them are young and handsome, and the most outstanding ones are Young Master Ming and Young Master Lan Qi." Speaking of these two, Liu Mo's eyes brightened, "They look...they look really...really... It’s so beautiful! I don’t even know what to say, I just feel that when I look at Second Master Ming, I think of gods, and when I look at Lan Qishao, I feel that the spirit is not my own.” "Heh..." Hearing Liu Mo's description, the woman in the water-blue dress couldn't help but smile slightly, her almond-like eyes rippling softly and charmingly, "It seems that those two people are just like the rumors, only……" "But what?" Liu Mo asked. "Isn't Lie Chifeng here?" The woman asked another person without answering. "Hero Lie didn't come." Liu Mo replied, blinking, "Could it be that Miss is interested in..." But before Liu Mo finished speaking, the woman stopped the rest of her sentence with a wave of her hand, "These three are the most famous among the younger generation of martial arts today, and they are all outstanding, but..." After a slight pause, they finally spoke. He said in a low voice, "It's not suitable for such a person to be a husband." "Ah? Why?" Liu Mo was surprised, which woman would not desire to marry such a character. The woman smiled and shook her head without answering, "What did you say about Yuwen's empty-handed fight? Yuwen's family is famous for their red dragon whip." "that……" Liu Mo recounted everything he saw and heard in the garden just now. "So that's how it is." The woman nodded secretly, and sighed slightly, "The young man Yu Wenyu became famous, and he is indeed a famous figure, but he is too arrogant and easy to break." "Miss, those people..." Liu Mo looked at her, then asked in a low voice, "Who does Miss want to get the 'Tiansi Clothes'?" "That... Daddy should choose the best person." The woman said softly. "The best?" Liu Mo thought for a while, "It should be Young Master Ming or Young Master Lan." Looking at her beautiful young lady, he felt happy for her, "These two people are so beautiful, She and Miss are absolutely a match in heaven." "Ming Er, Lan Qi?" The woman raised her eyes to look at the Banyin Flowers all over the hillside. In the garden, after a duel, Yu Wenfeng beat Wei Lang. Wei Lang just got off, and someone went up again. "Big brother, does your big brother really want to fight so many people alone?" Ning Lang looked at Yu Wenyu, a little worried. The fight just now was completely different from the previous one. The head coach of Wuyunzhai practiced hard kung fu, and each move was full of power. From the few drops of sweat, it seemed that he had put in a lot of effort just now, and there were so many people in the garden, could he really fight to the end with his bare hands?What's more, there are Ming Er and Lan Qi who can't see the depth at all! "That's how he is, he would rather die in battle than show weakness." Yu Wenluo paused, and then continued to record. "Is there no way?" Ning Lang was worried. The competition in the arena started again, this opponent's martial arts was not inferior to Wei Lang and Jin Quelou's, and his skills were extremely dexterous, he jumped up and down in a square of two hundred feet, left and right,看的人都有些头晕眼花辛苦万分，更何况是与之对决的宇文沨。 “有一个办法。”宇文洛将笔一放，目光望向小亭里，“有武功比他高的人上去将他打败，只不过……” “不过什么？”宁朗追问。 “这园中能比他高的不多。”宇文洛环视园中一眼，然后目光落回小亭，“有两个不会上去，还有两人则是对方不动自己绝不动的。” “啊？”宁朗听得莫名其妙。 宇文洛却没理他，目光深沉的看着小亭里的人，又道:“还有两个武功与他在仲伯之间，斗起来，凭大哥那种性子，估计不到生死之间是分不出胜负，上去了只会更糟。” "That……" “先看着吧。”宇文洛目光调向比斗中。 猛听得宇文沨一声冷喝，然后便见一道人影飞落，比斗又结束了，宇文沨胜。 落败的人刚走下去，不待他休息片刻，一人上来了，不似前两个空手，这人一柄大刀扛在肩上，壮阔的身子似座小山，横眉怒目如庙里的金刚，威风凛凛的。 “真是糟糕。”宇文洛一看不由苦笑叫道。 “怎么啦？难道这人的武功很高？”宁朗忙问。 “不是。”宇文洛摇头，“'鬼头刀'周大虽是高手，但论武功远不及大哥，只是他天生神力，光那刀就有一百二十斤重，再加上他的臂力……唉，大哥即算胜了，估计也要损耗六成功力。” 宇文洛话未说完，前方两人已斗在一起，宇文沨依空手迎敌，而那周大挥刀如狂，每一刀挥出园中便刮起一阵强风，刮得半因花摇晃不已，挨得近的不是腰折于地便是整盆飞落，秋长天见之紧皱眉头。 “'鬼头刀'这名取错了罢，该叫'疯头刀'才是，这等辣手摧花的事竟也做得出。”却听得兰七喃喃念道，声音极轻，可满园的人都听得清清楚楚，包括激战中的两人。 “喝！”只听得周大一声大叫，那大刀更是猛烈的挥起，顿时狂风乍起，数盆半因被卷起飞向半空。 “唉，出自美人之手的花怎能如此糟踏。” 一声轻喃，便见兰七悠然起身，再悠然步下小亭，却不绕道走，笔直的一步一步极是闲洒的往那比斗的两人间穿去，宇文沨的掌，周大的刀，在要落在他身时皆是一凝，仿是被什么挡了一下，也只是一瞬，掌劈下，刀砍下，宇文沨的掌架住了刀柄，周大的刀柄挡住了宇文沨的掌，而兰七已从他们之间穿过。 他的动作看来缓慢，可等他走过，那被卷飞的花盆还未落地，但见他手一抬，一只花盆落在掌上，手再一送，花盆便轻飘飘落回原处，再继续一抬又一送的，卷至半空的花盆便全落回了原地，最后他又弯腰将被刀风折落于地的半因花一枝枝捡起。 比斗依在继续，掌力刀风掠起他的衣袂，却无损他分毫，怀中抱着数枝半因，他又悠然走回小亭，落座，安然无恙。 "boom!" 那是大刀砍在石地上发出的巨响。 周大狼狈的半跪于地上，手中依抓着大刀，刀背上踏着一只脚，顺着脚上去，宇文沨居高临下的看着他。 “烦你将这花养在水中吧。” 园中人全都望着比斗结果时，兰七完全不予理会，只是将手中的花递向侍立亭中的秋臧。 被那碧色深瞳一看，秋臧不由自主的走过接了半因花。