Chapter 31 fourth quarter

The Yuantian Pavilion was in chaos, and the mourning hall was submerged in the flames soaring into the sky.Ouyang Mijian only felt the blood rushing up, and suddenly heard a lazy voice: "If it burns, it will burn, anyway..." The speaker was dressed in a gorgeous and elegant purple dress, with a face like a crown of jade, and an expression of grace.Although we haven't seen each other for eight years, Ouyang Mijian recognizes him clearly.This person is "Yi Chun Meng Yu Leng Quan Knife", Lin Luo, the second young master of the Fujian Lin family who used to be famous in Zhejiang and Fujian.It's a pity that the old pavilion owner died soon, and the successor Ouyang Xuan still used Jiang Siyuan, the chief manager, but he was quite jealous of his brother-in-law, and found several reasons to take back the rights in his hands one by one.

In Ouyang Mijian's memory when he was young, since his grandfather passed away, Uncle Lin has been sick and listless.Twelve months a year, but ten months I hid in my aunt's boudoir, asking doctors to drink medicine.He and his wife no longer care about the big and small affairs in the building.Unexpectedly, when the pavilion master Ouyang Xuan died, he immediately regained his spirits. "Hmph!" Ouyang Mijian couldn't help but clenched the hilt tightly, but quietly hid in the dark. "Uncle, Uncle, if the fire is saved, is there anyone else in the mourning hall—"

Lin Luo glared fiercely at the servant: "Who is there! Don't talk nonsense!" When Ouyang Mijian heard this, he was suddenly enlightened.Lin Luo and his aunt Ouyang Qing didn't know that he had left the mourning hall, but wanted to burn him to death in front of his father's coffin.No wonder Jiang Siyuan didn't let him go to the mourning hall, it turns out... In the sea of ​​flames, a woman's scream was clearly heard. Liu'er hid under the altar, watching the flames on the four walls, gradually rolled towards her. Lange, where is he?He said that if he wanted to wait for her here, why didn't he come back.Bursts of smoke choked her almost to suffocation.She picked up the white hibiscus flower that fell on the ground, and stuck it to her face, it was cold.

The beam of the house was burnt, and it fell on Ouyang Xuan's coffin impartially.The masonry coffin cracked open with a bang.Liu'er covered her face, not daring to look at the face of the dead pavilion master. At this moment, a gust of cool wind suddenly swept in from the cracked roof.Before he could open his eyes, the wind rumbled in his ears, and the fireworks all over the sky were thrown far to his feet. "My lord..." Liu'er was both surprised and delighted, she couldn't help stretching out her arms to hug the person beside her, but she wrapped her arms around the woman's slender waist.

Between surprise and chagrin, she had been gently put into the crowd far away from the fire scene.Looking back, the woman was gone. "Hey, wait a minute—" Liu'er couldn't help calling out. The black shadow flashed like a swallow, and none of the people in the room noticed it.Liu'er got up and ran towards the dungeon. "Liu'er?" Suddenly a cold voice stopped, "You're actually here?" Liu'er looked up and saw a middle-aged beautiful woman with an old ivory-colored oval face, reflected in the blazing firelight, it was indescribably weird.

"My aunt..." The sky full of sword brilliance hangs over his head. "Ouyang Mijian, don't make trouble. I advise you to take a look here first..." Ouyang Mijian ignored her.Since he was very young, this aunt had looked at him with extreme disgust, which made him shudder.Ouyang Qing, the daughter of Ouyang Yunhai, the old master of Yuantian Pavilion, was standing on the tall building, leaning on the railing, watching the life-and-death duel between her husband and nephew from a distance, and said leisurely: "If you don't want this girl to die, Just put down the sword for me, and go back to Tingyunxie obediently."

Lin Luo sneered as he blocked Ouyang Mijian's "Crossed Sheep". "Otherwise, don't blame me for being cruel. I want you to see how miserable she died." Ouyang Qing put two fingers on Liu'er's arm. This girl who has never learned martial arts can't move. Ouyang Mijian suddenly turned around and saw it.At this moment, Lin Luo swung his saber, and the snow covered the mountain, slashing towards Ouyang Mijian's neck.Ouyang Mijian flicked his sword, and saw a piece of black hair, which was swept down by the silver light of Lengquan knife, and they were scattered one after another.

"My lord, my lord—" Liu Er yelled, "Hurry up——" Ouyang Mijian dodged Lin Luo's attack and rushed towards Ouyang lightly.All the way, the sword light was like lightning, and he turned his eyes away from a human figure. "Hurry up—" Liu'er's voice was filled with tears, "Everyone in this room is going to kill you. Can't you see it?" "Damn girl." Ouyang Qing casually swung his palm.Liu Er suddenly fainted. The thugs from Yuantian Pavilion surrounded them layer by layer, like iron buckets.Lin Luo smiled leisurely, lowered her eyebrows, and blocked her gaze from shooting at her nephew like a knife.

The fire in the mourning hall was blazing, and the gable wall fell down and roared. Ouyang Mijian slowly lowered his sword. "What do you think?" Lin Luo and Ouyang Qing exchanged a look. "Nephew," Lin Luo coughed, "Your martial arts are so good, your aunt and I didn't expect that. Your father sent you away without anyone noticing. We only found out last year. I went to Tianshan. Your father died early, you are not sensible yet, this Yuantian Pavilion... Yuantian Pavilion..." "Stop talking nonsense." Ouyang interrupted him impatiently, "I'll tell you the truth, Ouyang Mijian, don't think that this Yuantian Pavilion is yours after your father dies. You don't deserve it!—Did you hear? It's not us The trick is to harm you, but you are not worthy of fighting with us! How can a bastard be the majestic master of the Yuantian Pavilion!"

Ouyang Mijian's eyes widened, as if he didn't believe Ouyang Qing's words. Ouyang Qing didn't explain anymore: "You immediately cut off the thumb of your right hand and leave Yuantian Pavilion from then on. There is no other way out." If you cut off the thumb of your right hand, you will never be able to use a sword again for life.Ouyang Mijian suppressed the surprise and anger in his heart, turned his head, and then smiled lightly: "For a girl, I'm not worth it. Let her father save her." Liu'er seemed to wake up, and let out a slight groan.However, Jiang Siyuan, the manager, did not know where he was at this time.

Ouyang lightly shuddered.Ouyang Mijian's words reminded her that if Jiang Siyuan appeared, how could he not save his daughter.But where did this old man go.She looked at this strange nephew attentively, unable to figure out what he was thinking. Ouyang Mijian gritted his teeth and stopped looking at the tall building.Lifting the long sword, he turned around and rushed out.He is like a sharp sword out of its sheath, with a cold light shining brightly, where it passes is like a strong wind passing through a forest of flowers, leaving red residue everywhere.The killers of Yuantian Pavilion were not easy to deal with. After one row fell down, another row rushed up.Ouyang Mijian rushed to the gate, he didn't realize it. The huge red-painted door was tightly shut. On the eaves of the roof, a black shadow swayed, as if his eyes were wide open in amazement, but he couldn't see through the night. "Fire the arrow!" Ouyang slightly opened his red lips. Ouyang Mijian turned around and faced them.He was covered in blood, staining his light white clothes.A shower of arrows was released, covering the area in darkness, and no one could be seen anymore.Ouyang lightly frowned and watched, she felt that Ouyang Mijian should resist with a sword for a while.But in the black rain, no cold light flew up.A thin layer of sweat oozed from her palms. It was just such a short time, but it seemed as long as an hour. The rain of arrows passed.They saw the gates wide open.Behind is the vast night. Ouyang Mijian disappeared. Lin Luo and Ouyang Qing looked at each other, speechless. "Ha ha ha ha ha……" In the silence, only light laughter came from the tall building, intermittently, it was laughing, but it also seemed to be crying. "He's gone, gone..." Ouyang Qing frowned, and said sharply, "Where did that old Jiang Siyuan go!" Someone came over and said something in a low voice. "Going to the east..." Lin Luo murmured in a low voice, "There is Lushan Mountain in the east. Could it be that he went to the Lushan School? Why did he go to the Lushan School?" "Leave him alone!" Ouyang Qing said impatiently.She turned her head and looked at Liu'er.The maid was leaning over the railing, laughing so hard that pearls fell off the jade plate. "I appreciate it." Ouyang said coldly.