In the mountains behind Shenyin Pavilion, a figure stood on the lake.
The toes touched the calm lake surface, causing a circle of ripples to spread out into the distance.
There is only this person in the entire lake, and there seems to be an invisible force that maintains this person's balance.
This lake is a small world.
At the lake in the distance, Li Haomiao and Yan Muyan stood side by side, looking at the figures in the lake.
"Wei Wuji will be fine. You can leave. After he breaks through, I will tell him to come find you." Yan Muyan said.
Li Haomiao smiled and said, "Are you driving me away?"
Yan Muyan glanced at Li Haomiao and said, "I would rather drive you away now than leave without saying goodbye."
When Li Haomiao heard this, he couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly.
Even if a woman holds a grudge, she still can't forget what happened back then.
But Li Haomiao didn't dare to say anything. A woman who gave birth to a daughter for you, can’t she just say a few words?
The two walked around the lake, just like a pair of beautiful people, and they were originally a pair of beautiful people.
The master of swordsmanship and the master of Shenyin Pavilion are undoubtedly a match made in heaven.
"Yu Zhi returned to the capital all the way without any helpers, and was in great danger. The Eighteenth Cavalry of Yanyun ignored the agreement with you and killed Yu Zhi. This is something you will never regret." Yan Muyan analyzed calmly.
Li Haomiao said nonchalantly: "That boy must have made adequate preparations if he dares to return to Beijing. If Mr. San comes here, I'm afraid he will be tricked to death by this boy. Yu Zhi, follow me, you have been smart since you were a child."
Yan Muyan stopped, raised her beautiful eyes, and said mockingly: "Is this romantic following you?"
Li Haomiao was stunned and did not dare to answer.
"Hmph, you uncle and nephew are both the same. Yu Zhi clearly has Li Wantong, but he comes to provoke Yan Yi again. Li Haomiao, do you want to watch your daughter go to be a child for others?"
"I'm telling you, if Yu Zhi really dares to let Yan Yi grow up, Shenyin Pavilion will not let him go."
Li Haomiao muttered: "What does this have to do with me? Besides, it was Yan Yi who provoked that boy, the girl he hated to marry."
"What did you say?" Yan Muyan said coldly.
"No, no, no." How could Li Haomiao dare to answer.
Yan Muyan sighed, knowing her daughter Mo Ruomu.
When Yan Yi was young, Yan Muyan cruelly sent her to Kyoto. The experience along the way was full of difficulties and dangers, but she also cared about Yan Yi. Behind Yan Yi, there are people from Shenyin Pavilion secretly protecting him everywhere.
Yan Muyan and Li Haomiao agree on the so-called tempering. Blind protection cannot withstand the wind and rain.
All things in the world, such as tall pines and cypresses, and resolute rocks, will eventually decline, but after the ravages of winter and the baptism of wind and snow, they will become more vibrant.
"The fisherman followed Yan Yi and thought it was enough." Yan Muyan continued, "This morning, a secret report came that two more people from the Eighteenth Cavalry of Yanyun appeared in Beiliang Mansion with obvious intentions."
Li Haomiao frowned. His agreement with Boss Dou Li seemed to be over.
As Yan Muyan said, there is no regret medicine in the world. Yu Zhi is dead, and the forbearance of nearly twenty years has no meaning.
"That old guy is more than capable of dealing with scholars and swordsmen. If four of Yanyun's eighteen riders show up, Yu Zhi will be in danger." Li Haomiao said.
Yan Muyan said: "Not only is Yu Zhi in danger, but according to Yan Yi's character, she will never abandon Yu Zhi. I want you to bring Yan Yi back!"
There are many regrettable things in the world.
Li Haomiao looked at Yan Muyan, and the scene from many years ago reappeared in front of his eyes.
The beautiful scenery back then has become a fleeting smoke in the blink of an eye.
It is precisely because of remorse and regret that Li Haomiao cherishes the people in front of him even more.
Twenty years ago, the most beautiful woman in the North gave birth to a daughter for him, and she raised her alone. This feeling is definitely something Li Haomiao can't live up to.
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In the past, Yu Zhi liked peace and quiet. In the Wenwen Academy, there were probably too many people, and some people with ulterior motives might harm me.
So it's good to have some peace and quiet.
But obviously the current calm made Yu Zhi more and more worried.
Five days have passed since Yu Zhi and the two left Tianshui City. For five days, the journey was peaceful without any disturbance.
The two of them were like most young people who traveled around the world. They felt uncomfortable looking at the beautiful scenery of mountains and rivers and the fireworks in the world.
But the freedom belongs to Yan Yi, and only Yu Zhi is left to worry.
The plainclothes light horse moved slowly towards Kyoto.
"I said, aren't you worried?" Yu Zhi said depressedly.
Yan Yi twirled a small purple flower between her fingertips, riding the horse freely and leisurely. If she didn't know the details, she would have thought that Yan Yi was the young lady from a wealthy family who was out for fun.
The purple flowers turned, and the faint floral fragrance entered Yan Yi's nose.
"What's the use of worrying?" Yan Yi put the purple flowers in her hair, looking fresh and refined.
"They want to kill you, not me. What should I worry about?"
Yan Yi's last stab hit Yu Zhi's heart.
"Woman, you are so cruel!" Yu Zhi said heartbrokenly.
Yan Yi raised his eyebrows and showed a bright smile. "Does it look good?"
Yu Zhi heard the sound, looked back, and quickly turned his head away.
"Ugly, so ugly!"
"Hmph, you stinky man, you talk twice and mean what you mean!"
Yan Yi is cunning and arrogant, with a look of pride that cannot be concealed in her eyes.
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Summer thunderstorms always brew for a long time, waiting for heavy black clouds to pile up like a city wall before pouring over.
In just a moment, the thunder will subside, and the rain will form a stream on the ground, washing away the mud, and then gathering the mud into a larger mud flow.
Mr. Third looked at the thunderstorm outside the window and was stunned for a moment.
He doesn't like rain, not at all.
On that rainy night many years ago, he killed many people, and then he became afraid. Afraid of being discovered, he killed those people.
So, he hid.
He has been hiding for more than ten years.
Time is the most mysterious magic in the world.
It can make people forget fear and wipe out countless lives.
It is true that Mr. Three no longer has the fear he had back then.
Or maybe he wanted to kill Yu Zhi and kill the last blood of those people just because he was so scared.
"What are we waiting for? If we kill Yu Zhi, no one will know that we did it." The knife catcher touched the long knife in his hand and said.
Mr. Third came back to his senses, but the patter of rain disturbed his thoughts.
"The agreement between the boss and Li Haomiao is still there. If we kill Yu Zhi, we will only provoke a crazy Li Haomiao."
The sword catcher snorted coldly and said: "Yu Zhineng is fighting against Cang Shui in front of Cangshan Mountain. None of your armor-breaking level 6 killers can do anything to him. Unless we take action, otherwise..."
Having said this, the knife catcher smiled, and a cold and cruel light flashed in his one eye.
"Even if someone with the sixth level of armor-breaking kills Yu Zhi, Li Haomiao will not keep his word."
The meaning of the swordsman is obvious.
No matter who killed Yu Zhi, it was impossible for Li Haomiao not to intervene.
If Yu Zhi died, whether he was killed by someone at the sixth level of Armor Breaking or by someone above the Open Monument, he would suffer crazy revenge from Li Haomiao.
Mr. Third turned to look at the rain outside the window again. How could he not know this?
"His Royal Highness the King of Chu has been in Gutian Pagoda for several months, and he will definitely be able to enter the Grand Master realm soon. At that time, we won't have to worry about the threat of Li Haomiao. And Yu Zhi... has to be killed."
"Have to kill?" said the knife catcher.
Mr. Third’s eyes seemed to be stuck in the rain, and he said firmly: “I have to kill!”
The sword catcher stared at Mr. Three for just a moment.
Everyone in the Eighteen Riders of Yanyun has his or her own secrets, some of which can be told, and some of which are unspeakable because of the unbearable past.
The Eighteen Cavalry itself is a secret, just like Mr. Three is just Mr. Three, and the swordsman is just a swordsman. Most of them are just code names.
For example, no one knows how the sword catcher lost his blind eye.
The "had to kill" mentioned by Mr. Third was obviously a secret he had buried for a long time.
Yu Zhi, Yu Zhi... and Li Haomiao's uncle and nephew are worthy of each other... The sword catcher guessed a thing or two.
Twenty years ago, the knife-catcher had never met Mr. Three. However, he knew that Mr. San had been hanging around in the north during those years.
It's time for a cup of tea when the rain falls, the summer rain makes light dust, and the fragrance of earth blows into the house, bringing infinite vitality.
Mr. Third finally withdrew his gaze, and then he continued with interest: "Fortunately, that boy has offended many people. Someone will kill him for me!"
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Far away in Kyoto, there is no such heavy rain to wash away the dust as in the north.
Even the summer rain is about to fall. Suddenly, the clouds and rain will stop.
It's like the courtiers in Kyoto are trying to figure out a way out by guessing people's hearts.
In Baiweiju, Xiao Jingyu and Xiang Jinghao sat across from each other, drinking tea to relieve the summer heat and eating some Baiweiju snacks. This is a leisurely and happy day.
"Jinghao, how is the princess's health?" Xiao Jingyu asked.
Xiang Jinghao put down the tea cup and said, "Thank you for your concern, Your Highness. My mother has been recuperating in the house for a long time and her health is fine. However, the doctor said that my mother's depression is difficult to resolve and her heart disease is difficult to treat. She must have been killed by that bitch Qiu Ruoruo. So angry."
Xiao Jingyu glanced at Xiang Jinghao without leaving any trace.
The word "bitch" refers to someone who is okay with others.
But it would be inappropriate to put it on Qiu Ruoruo.
Xiao Jingyu did not dissuade him. He knew Xiang Jinghao's temperament. He was accustomed to being lawless in Nanzhou Prefecture, and it would be difficult to change his arrogant and domineering temper when he returned to Kyoto.
Even if you try to persuade me, it will be in vain.
Because of the incident between Xiang Jinghao and Qiu Ruoruo, Xiao Jingyu was also reprimanded by Emperor Chu.
D.
After being scolded, Xiao Jingyu also understood Xiao Yuande's thoughts. Fortunately for him, Xiao Yuande gave him a chance to compete for the throne.
"I heard that Qiu Ruoruo has a sworn brother named Yu Zhi. I heard that this person is very close to my imperial brother," Xiao Jingyu said.
Mentioning Yu Zhi, Xiang Jinghao's face was filled with anger again.
After drinking the tea in one sip, Xiang Jinghao said with disgust: "Yu Zhi, this person is as hateful as Qiu Ruoruo. A pariah ant who doesn't know the rules. I heard that he has made great achievements in Beiliang Mansion and will return to Beijing in a few days. ”
Unexpectedly, Jing Hao and Yu Zhi also had a grudge... Xiao Jingyu smiled in his heart.
Xiang Jinghao suddenly looked at Xiao Jingyu and said frankly: "Your Highness, you don't want this person to return to the capital?"
"Do you have any good ideas?" Xiao Jingyu is also a bold master.
It is said that Xiang Jinghao is domineering, but Xiao Jingyu is not necessarily cowardly. Otherwise, how would he fight for the throne?
Xiao Jingyu was even more ruthless towards his imperial brother.
Xiang Jinghao looked at the ripples on Weiming Lake and said confidently: "Don't worry, Your Highness, leave this matter to me."
