At this moment, in the waist of Song Xiaofeng, there were forty or fifty young men and women sitting around a large training ground paved with white jade and bluestone. The two people were excitedly watching the competition on the field, and bursts of cheers and cheers sounded from time to time.
I saw a man and a woman in this scene, both of the same age, about seventeen or eighteen years old. Each holds a long sword and fights with each other.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, Yan'er, if your sword had been half a minute faster, it would have hit my chest! It's a pity, it's a pity, it's only half a minute slower."
The young man casually swung the girl's sword tip away, then returned the sword and connected it. Dozens of rays of sword light burst out and struck her in the face like flint.
The girl bit her lip tightly, her waist softened, and she let go of dozens of sword lights one after another. The sword that had been thrown away suddenly rebounded and hit the man's legs.
"Oh, Yan'er, your move of flying into the sky was supposed to be performed in mid-air, so how can you use it on the lower third level? If Master sees it, he will scold you."
The young man pointed out her moves and turned around calmly to dodge. After ten moves in a row, no matter how hard the girl tried, she still couldn't hurt the opponent at all. Instead, it made me panting from exhaustion and dripping with sweat.
"Okay Yan'er, you'd better stop quickly. With your strength, you can't even think of hurting Yunchuan at all."
At this moment, a woman who had been standing on the outside of the crowd interrupted the competition between the two with a chuckle.
The girl named Yan'er shouted unwillingly, "Auntie, just give me a stick of incense. I will definitely poke a few big bloody holes in Qin Yunchuan's body!"
These two young men, a boy and a girl, were Qin Yunchuan and Zhou Yan'er. And the one who just stopped them from continuing the competition was Zhou Yan'er's aunt, Zhou Rong, the eldest disciple of Master Ling Yang of Songxiao Peak.
Qin Yunchuan's face straightened, and he pretended to be serious and said, "Okay Yan'er, then I will practice a few moves with you and see who is more powerful."
As soon as he finished speaking, he already jumped forward. However, before he could get through a few moves, Zhou Yan hit his chest with a palm and took a few steps back before he stopped.
Zhou Yan did not expect that Qin Yunchuan would not dodge his light palm. After screaming in fright, he flew to Qin Yunchuan's side.
"Yunchuan, are you okay?"
Qin Yunchuan pretended to be in pain, coughed a few times and said, "Yan'er, I congratulate you for defeating me. From now on, I will be your defeated opponent... Now, you must be satisfied."
Zhou Yan still didn't realize that Qin Yunchuan was pretending! I was so angry that I just wanted to reach out and hit him, but when it came to his face, it turned into a gentle touch.
All the teenagers surrounding him shouted loudly. Zhou Yan blushed instantly, stood up, raised her eyebrows, put one hand on her waist, and pointed with the other at the teenagers who were still making noises.
"Who among you dares to smile? Don't blame me, Zhou Yan, for having a bad temper. I want to compete with you! When the time comes, don't push back and dare not come forward!"
As soon as this roar continued, the young people who were still making noises immediately stopped.
Although Zhou Yan seemed to be too weak under Qin Yunchuan. That's because Qin Yunchuan is too powerful. At the age of seventeen, he has entered the middle stage of Qi Transformation. Even Mo Yunshen, who is said to be the most talented person in Jiuhua Mountain in the past century, only has the cultivation level of the early Guiyuan period at this age.
As for Zhou Yan, Su Yingying, Han Yao, Shi Dahong and Wei Ran, their current cultivation levels are only at the early stage of transformation. Most of the disciples at the same time as them are still at the peak of Qi gathering, and only a handful of them have broken through to the Qi transformation state.
Therefore, when they saw Zhou Yan's bristling eyebrows, they all immediately stopped talking, for fear of offending this little aunt.
Qin Yunchuan stood up at some point, glanced at the people who immediately silenced themselves, and said helplessly, "Yan'er, when will you change your temper? Don't always fight with others, aren't we ladies good enough?" "
Before he could stand firm, he suddenly felt Zhou Yan's small hand placed on his waist. A heartbreaking pain spread directly to his heart.
"Don't show pain, otherwise I won't be able to get around you in the future!"
After hearing her threat, Qin Yunchuan had no choice but to try to put on a normal expression. However, how could a person with Zhou Rong's level of cultivation not notice the difference between the two of them? Besides, Zhou Yan is his niece, and he knows very well what kind of character she is.
She just wanted to remind her secretly not to bully Qin Yunchuan. But he heard a silver bell-like laughter coming from outside the practice ground.
"Senior Sister Zhou, are you bullying my brother Qin again?"
On the mountainside, a petite girl in purple clothes was walking quickly and lightly.
When Zhou Yan saw this girl, he immediately put away his vicious expression, smiled and said, "Sister Xiaodie, why do you have time to come to Songxiao Peak today? No... I'm really afraid that your brother Qin will be bullied by me. You must have come here specifically to support him.”
Shen Mengdie rolled her eyes and pouted, "Humph, even if I come, won't you bully Brother Qin? Besides, I usually practice so hard, so why should I bother to care about him!"
After all, Shen Mengdie was Qin Yunchuan's sworn sister, and because of her high cultivation level, she was also a disciple of Tianjue Peak, the first peak. When Zhou Yan saw him, he naturally had to give him a bit of a thumbs up.
"Then you came here today..."
"Bring someone here so that Brother Qin can meet you."
Before they could understand what it meant, Shen Mengdie turned around and waved behind her, as if to call someone over.
At this time, not only Qin Yunchuan and Zhou Yan looked over, but Zhou Rong and all the disciples also stood up to see who Shen Mengdie had brought here.
I saw a man in blue clothes walking up slowly on the mountainside. There was a faint smile on his slightly fair face. Although the clothes are just made of ordinary people's fabrics, they are well cut and look even more elegant when worn on this person.
Shen Mengdie put her hand on the man's arm, looked at Qin Yunchuan with a smile and said, "Brother Qin, look who he is?"
Qin Yunchuan first tilted his head in confusion, squinted his eyes, and carefully looked at the young man on Shen Mengdie's arm. The more he looked at it, the more he frowned. The look in his eyes changed from confusion and doubt at the beginning, to surprise and surprise, and finally to disbelief.
"He, he, he, he is Mu Jingyu, he is Jingyu! Yan'er, look at it, look at it quickly!"
At this moment, Qin Yunchuan was like a child, holding Zhou Yan with one hand, shaking the other hand constantly, pointing at Mu Jingyu who was standing with a smile, and shouted incoherently.
Zhou Yan recognized Mu Jingyu before Qin Yunchuan, but after six years, his appearance had naturally changed. Although between his nose and eyes, he vaguely still had the appearance of his childhood, he couldn't be sure for a while. It wasn't until Qin Yunchuan shouted that he was sure.
"Okay, okay, I saw it, I saw it, he is really Mu Jingyu, really Mu Jingyu! The brother you have longed for...is back."
When it came to the last three words, Zhou Yan was always known for his coolness, and a few tears fell from the corners of his eyes. There was even a hint of sadness in his words.
Qin Yunchuan's eyes were filled with tears at some point, but there was an excited smile on his face.
"Yan'er, hit me quickly. Let me see if I'm in a dream now!" Seeing Zhou Yan looking at him with a crooked face, he glared and said, "Hit me! Don't you always think about suppressing me?" One end, why are you so timid when I ask you to beat me now?"
Zhou Yan burst into laughter and said, "This is what you asked for, don't blame me in the future." As soon as he finished speaking, he slapped Qin Yunchuan on the face.
"Hiss~~it hurts!"
Qin Yunchuan grinned and took a deep breath. He shook his head suddenly, looked at Shen Mengdie and Mu Jingyu again, paused for a moment, then shouted and rushed out of the crowd.
Mu Jingyu's indifferent face was covered with tears for some time. He looked at Qin Yunchuan with a smile and shouted, "Brother Qin, I miss you so much!"
Unable to control his agitated mind any longer, he pulled Shen Mengdie towards Qin Yunchuan.
The three figures hugged each other tightly, and the longing for each other in the past six years turned into a deep friendship at this moment, surrounding the three of them.
Zhou Yan sniffed fiercely and felt a soft hand hugging her arm. She turned back to look at Zhou Rong and said, "Auntie, Mu Jingyu is back. Yun Chuan will not be sad again in the future."
Zhou Rong looked at the three people hugging each other tightly, and was filled with emotion for a moment, and said leisurely, "Mu Jingyu, this kid, can be regarded as a miserable person. His life experience is pitiful, and because of Junior Brother Mo and his qualifications, The reason is that he is not liked by the head master and all the leaders. He finally survived the examination of the inner disciples, but he suddenly became dangerous. In the end, he jumped into the abyss for the jade pendant that fell off the cliff. This time he did not know whether he would live or die. If you survive the catastrophe and return to Jiuhua Mountain, I hope you will be blessed with sudden blessings in the future."
"Good brother, brother, I have long expected that you will survive the catastrophe! I saw you today and you really did not disappoint me!" Qin Yunchuan laughed and punched his chest fiercely.
Mu Jingyu said, "Brother Qin, have you forgotten the oath the three of us made outside Huayang City nine years ago? I made a promise with you that we will depend on each other for life and death. How can Jingyu be willing to leave? You guys, take the first step."
Shen Mengdie spat and said, "Why don't you leave without leaving! The three of us brothers and sisters will always be together, and no one will leave the other!"
"Yes, no one will leave anyone!"
Mu Jingyu and Qin Yunchuan shouted out together.
Ever since Mu Jingyu jumped off the jade flute platform and lost his life, Qin Yunchuan and Shen Mengdie have deeply felt the brother-sister bond between the three of them. Although I still have some illusions about Mu Jingyu, I hope he didn't die under the Yuxiao stage. But this slim hope was slowly shattered as time went by.
Today, Mu Jingyu appeared in front of them without warning, which really surprised them. Qin Yunchuan couldn't believe his eyes, so he asked Zhou Yan'er to give him a test to see if he was dreaming.
"aunt……"
Zhou Yan raised his head and glanced at Zhou Rong, who nodded with a smile and said, "Today, I will give you two a day off to catch up with Mu Jingyu."
"Thank you, aunt!" Zhou Rong touched her head lovingly and watched her run towards Qin Yunchuan and the others.
"Next, who should come out to fight? Come to the center and prepare immediately, don't let me wait in a hurry!" A stern voice suddenly sounded, and the crowd who were looking at Qin Yunchuan and the three of them were moved by the reunion of their brothers and sisters. Disciple, wake up from the emotion.
Several young men who were practicing with Mu Jingyu stood up and shouted loudly, "Uncle Zhou, we are also practicing in Zhishou Hall with Mu Jingyu. Seeing that he has returned safely today, we also want to catch up on old times!"
Zhou Rong put away her amiable look and said with a cold face, "No, you don't want to reminisce with Mu Jingyu. You want to practice and learn from each other."
The other disciples immediately noticed something was wrong with Zhou Rong's expression and hurriedly sat down. Only one disciple in the middle was left, raising his fist and protesting loudly, "Master Zhou, we really want to reminisce about the past..."
Maybe he felt that the surroundings were quiet. After he shouted something, he turned his head and glanced at the few people who had already sat down. The voice instantly became lower and lower, and the people also sat down.
But it was already too late, Zhou Rong's cold voice rang in her ears, "You, go and pick a hundred pigweeds immediately. When you finish picking, you can rest."
"Ah~"
In the eyes of everyone with a bit of pity, he walked towards the foot of Songxiao Peak with a sad face.
