Yu Zhi looked at Yan Yi, who was drunk and confused. This drunkard...
"Your name is Yan Yi. Look, don't I know you?"
Yan Yi placed his fingers on his face regularly, shook his head, and the bead curtain on his forehead flickered.
"No, no, I won't scream..."
At this moment, a huge explosion came from the Shaowu Hou Mansion.
Yu Zhi looked out the window and saw a burst of fire rising into the sky, illuminating the entire Shaowu Hou Mansion.
The drunken Yan Yi also sobered up a little, stuck his head out of the window, and looked at the fire.
"Wow."
Was it Qing Huan? ...Yu Zhi showed a confused look, was he making an attack in the east? Then where did Qing Huan go?
Yu Zhi couldn't figure out Ye Qinghuan's plan, but Ye Qinghuan's purpose was very clear - to retrieve Ye Qiurong's ashes.
"You are here, don't run around." Yu Zhi said to the drunk Yan Yi. Immediately, when he turned around, his figure flickered and disappeared into the inn.
After Yu Zhi left, Yan Yi's eyes, which were originally drunk and blurred, became extremely clear, with a hint of spring breeze in their eyes. Except for the flushed face, there was no trace of drunkenness anymore.
"Huh, you don't remember me at all."
Immediately afterwards, Yan Yi jumped out of the window and disappeared into the dark night.
After the explosion, the guards of Shaowuhou Mansion did not panic. No one thought that someone would bomb Shaowuhou Mansion, but all the guards knew that the first task tonight was to guard the urn. As for the explosion, others will naturally handle it.
The violent explosion also attracted the attention of surrounding residents. People on the street looked at the fire above Shaowu Hou Mansion.
"Wow, fireworks."
"Fireworks, open your eyes. Someone blew up the Shaowu Hou Mansion."
"Damn it, who dares to blow up the Shao Wuhou Mansion without risking his life? It's awesome, it's awesome."
"Hahaha, who else could it be? Of course it's the young man named Ye Qinghuan. The Shaowu Marquis Mansion dug out Miss Ye Er's ashes. Can he not come?"
"This kid is talented! However, he will definitely die in Shaowuhou's mansion today. What a pity!"
Many people in the crowd sighed.
And someone else said: "Perhaps Ye Qinghuan will die in the Shaowu Marquis Mansion. The top of the Qingyun Examination Ranking, which became famous three years ago, will not be able to escape the fate of premature death, but Ye Qinghuan's filial piety and courage are incomparable to some families. .”
The murmurs of the crowd disappeared for a while, but a few sneers came out again.
Everyone knows that certain families refer to the Ye family, the Ye family that is extremely forbearing. Thinking of what the Ye family has done in the past few days, everyone in Qinggu is full of ridicule and ridicule.
Lin Wenmao was dressed in white clothes, waving a paper fan, and continued: "Everyone, your body, hair, and skin are affected by your parents. How can a person stand in the world if he is not filial?"
Everyone looked at Lin Wenmao, and someone asked: "Is Mr. Lin's words encouraging Ye Qinghuan and reprimanding Shaowu Hou Mansion?"
This statement obviously has ulterior motives. Isn't speaking out for Ye Qinghuan just to go against Shaowu Houfu? In Qinggu, most people discussed this matter and said that digging graves in the Shaowu Marquis Mansion was detrimental to morality, but they only talked about it in private.
This is in front of the Shaowu Hou Mansion, who dares to speak nonsense.
Lin Wenmao frowned, looked at the other person, and was about to speak, but someone said first: "You are so ignorant. Another day, I will dig up your family's grave and scatter the ashes of your ancestors." .Do you dare to come to me for revenge?"
A touch of green clothes was Yan Yi. She couldn't find Yu Zhi, so she came to the door of the house.
The other party is obviously just a loser, perhaps a guard servant of a certain family, looking for an opportunity to instigate. "This girl is wrong..."
Lin Wenmao looked at Yan Yi and was stunned for a moment. It was obvious that this girl had crashed into his heart.
"I, Lin Wenmao, have no intention of reprimanding the Shaowuhou Mansion, and my Lin family cannot afford to offend the Shaowuhou Mansion. But you... maliciously instigated me. I think my Lin family is more than enough to deal with you. As this girl said, Tomorrow I will dig up the graves of your ancestors and see if you dare to come to the Lin family. Well, if you dare to come, I will kill you and respect you as a person."
"What, do you dare?"
Everyone's eyes were focused on that person, just waiting for that person to speak.
But the man just glanced at Lin Wenmao and Yan Yi, squeezed out of the crowd, and left in a hurry.
This is a small episode. During this turmoil, some families in Qinggu had their own hidden agendas, always trying to take advantage of this opportunity to gain some benefits.
Yan Yi didn't care and continued to look at the urn in front of the Shaowu Hou Mansion.
Lin Wenmao walked into Yan Yi and said, "Girl, I'm Lin Wenmao. Thank you for speaking up."
Yan Yi glanced at Lin Wenmao and said calmly: "Go away, it's an eyesore."
Lin Wenmao:......,
...
He Yu is the guard commander of Shaowu Hou Mansion. The three hundred guards in the whole manor are all under the command of He Yu. And he was also the man in black who delivered the letter to Ye Tianfeng.
The voices of everyone in front of the mansion reached He Yu's ears.
He Yu commanded calmly, and the entire Shaowuhou Mansion was guarded by guards. No matter where something abnormal happened in the mansion, someone would arrive in time.
Tonight, his task is only to guard this urn.
He Yu's eyes moved among the crowd, looking into the depths of the night from time to time, trying to find Ye Qinghuan's figure.
On a moonless night, even the lights of thousands of houses seemed dim. And Shaowuhou Mansion is indeed "brilliantly lit", not only the sky-high flames, but also the ubiquitous white lanterns.
"Look, that little bastard must be here, find him quickly and kill him!"
The moment the explosion sounded, Wang Wenxiu had already walked out of the room and saw the collapsed house in the yard.
Wang Wufeng also appeared next to Wang Wenxiu, with exploding fire in his eyes. "It should be Ye Qinghuan here. We dug his mother's grave, and he came to blow up the Shao Wuhou Mansion. It's true that newborn calves are not afraid of tigers."
Wang Wenxiu sneered, "If the little bastard dares to come, I can just kill him and crush the bones of mother and son together."
Wang Wufeng chuckled, Wenxiu hated this mother and son to the extreme. However, none of this has anything to do with him. His purpose of killing Ye Qinghuan was different from Wang Wenxiu. One was to vent his anger, and the other was to gain the title of Marquis of Shao Wuhou.
"Don't worry, Cang Shui is guarding the front door of the mansion, and everything is under our control."
Wang Wenxiu thought for a moment and walked quickly towards the door of the mansion. By making false claims in the east and in the west, that scoundrel must be trying to steal the ashes altar.
Wang Wufeng just looked at Wang Wenxiu's figure and stood motionless.
At this time, there were more and more people in front of Shaowu Hou's mansion, waiting to see a good show tonight. It's nothing to do with yourself, but it definitely doesn't affect people's curiosity.
He Yu held the knife on his waist like a god of war, stationed in front of the mansion, intimidating everyone.
Suddenly, a flash of sword light flashed from the night, like the morning light piercing the dark night and shining on the world.
The sword light was in front, and the figure in white followed closely behind, suddenly appearing in front of He Yu's eyes.
"Well done!" He Yu shouted. He had been ready for the attack. He held the knife in his right hand and his palm never left the handle.
He Yu is a few years older than Ye Qinghuan and has been at the peak of the sixth level of armor-breaking for several years. He was also a genius who shocked Qinggu. Being able to become the guard of Shaowuhou Mansion shows He Yu's talent and strength.
Back then, his swift and fierce sword skills were quite famous in the entire Beiliang Mansion.
Once, the great elder of the Broken Blade Clan was willing to accept He Yu as a disciple, but He Yu refused. If you are in the sixth level of Armor Breaking, if you want to step into the seventh level of Opening Monument, what you need is an opportunity, not apprenticeship to practice.
He Yu knew this in his heart, and besides, his swordsmanship was of its own kind, and it was meaningless for him to become his disciple.
When the short sword is unsheathed, water will burst out like a silver bottle bursting. He Yu held his breath, took a step back with his left foot, slightly bent his right leg, and moved the swift blade toward the sword light.
Buzz!
The three-foot green blade collided with the swift dagger in the dark night, sparks shot out, and the strong wind surged, blowing the two huge white paper lanterns in front of the house.
The flame of the candle extinguished and rekindled, the light flickered, on and off, and the shadows of the two people were intertwined.
Ye Qinghuan's sword was a sure-killing sword, and He Yu's sword was also an all-out sword.
Evenly matched!
The surrounding guards were about to step forward and surround Ye Qinghuan, but He Yu stopped him and said, "Stop. I have long wanted to meet this person who is at the top of the Qingyun Trial Ranking. Tonight, let me deal with him."
The true energy surged, He Yu roared, the sword light was as bright as boiling molten iron in a furnace, and the destructive force chopped Ye Qinghuan's figure away.
In the air, Ye Qinghuan turned over and landed firmly on the ground in front of the house. The long sword rotated and the sword light surged around him.
He Yu's face was full of excitement, his eyes were full of blazing fighting spirit, and he laughed and said: "You are worthy of being the person who can reopen the Qingyun Trial Armor Ranking. Qiang, you are very strong! Among the six armor-breaking grades, there are not many people who can take my blow. Many. You are one of them.”
Ye Qinghuan had no interest at all in He Yu's words. There was only the slightly shaking urn in his eyes.
Tonight, he just wants to take back Ye Qiurong's ashes, that's all.
Ye Qinghuan didn't answer, tapped his feet on the ground, and fought out again. "Mother, today, I will let you see my sword!"
"Frost is destroyed!"
The sword light was sharp, and it was supposed to be the moment when spring warmed the earth. A cold wind blew from the sky, and the wind and frost went straight towards He Yu like a sword.
When the chill came, not only He Yu, but also the surrounding spectators huddled their hands in their robes to keep warm. At this moment, this is not the beginning of spring, but the snowy mountains in the far north of the north.
He Yu was also shocked by Ye Qinghuan's sudden sword move.
A sword that caused changes in the world. It seems that Ye Qinghuan's swordsmanship is comparable to those of veteran swordsmen who have been there for decades.
As the target of the sword, He Yu could feel the sharpness of the sword even more.
Not only the wind and frost, but also the loneliness and loneliness that penetrate deep into the soul.
In the light of the sword, He Yu seemed to see a young man in white standing alone on the snowy mountain, practicing only one sword all year round.
And that sword is the sword in front of you!
