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Xie Xiangcai walked on the street in a daze, his head hanging down. Although he had the skills passed down from several senior brothers, he still couldn't get interested.
All this is not because the young man has not mastered the skills taught by several senior brothers, but because of what the Third Young Master said to the young man before he left.
"Junior brother, in the next period of time, I will return to the capital to take up a post. The position next to Master cannot be vacant, so you should handle the things in Dongfeng City these days and seize the time to leave for Qingmeng City!"
In a daze, the young man unexpectedly walked to the Yuanyang downstairs. This time, he did not walk to the moonlight window, but walked directly into the pavilion door.
Jin Yuanyang, who was soliciting customers, saw Xie Xiangcai walking into the pavilion without saying a word. He was startled at first, and then stepped forward to greet him with a smile.
"Hey, oh, 8th Young Master, which gust of wind brought you here?"
Xie Xiangcai remained silent.
Jin Yuanyang rolled his eyes, stepped forward and whispered in the young man's ear, "Eighth Young Master, Miss Yueying is in the room, why don't I seduce you..."
Before she finished speaking, Xie Xiangcai was already minding his own business and heading up the stairs.
Jin Yuanyang looked at the somewhat abnormal Eighth Young Master, and after a moment of surprise, he counted the date with his fingers, and his expression suddenly changed.
Xie Xiangcai walked step by step to the door of Yueying's room. He looked at the exquisitely carved wooden door, brewing emotions in his heart.
Inside the door, the girl was dressing up in front of the bronze mirror, preparing to use her rare day off tonight to bring a carefully prepared surprise to the young man she longed for.
After a long while, Prime Minister Xie took a long breath, raised his hand and knocked gently on the door.
Yueying just held the pearl earrings in her hands and replied without looking back, "Hey, I know Lou, Mom, didn't I tell you that I won't dance today? I'm on leave, just for this day. Can’t I take a rest during the time?”
There was no answer from the door, and a moment later there was another knock on the door.
Seeing this, the girl slowly calmed down her expression, and her heart beat involuntarily faster.
She put down her earrings and walked to the door, then opened the door worriedly.
As soon as he opened the door, he saw Prime Minister Xie standing in front of the door dejectedly.
Seeing the young man, Yue Ying was obviously a little panicked. She subconsciously looked down at her long skirt and breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that it was still neat and tidy.
Xie Xiangcai forced a smile, looked into Yueying's eyes and said, "Miss Yueying, can I come in?"
Yueying was stunned for a moment, then smiled and nodded heavily.
Inside the house, there was a fragrance that made the young man a little intoxicated.
The boy sat at the table, holding hot tea in his hand, and didn't take a sip until the tea turned cold.
Yueying looked at Xie Xiangcai, who was a little abnormal, and didn't know what to say for a while.
After a long time, Xie Xiang took a deep breath, looked up at Yueying, and slowly said, "Miss Yueying, today..."
Yueying quickly raised her hand and covered the boy's mouth, "You don't have to say it, I know."
Xie Xiangcai pursed his lips and nodded slightly.
Yue Ying looked at Xie Xiangcai with smiling eyes, took a step back, and immediately ducked behind the screen with a blushing face.
The young man listened to a rustling sound with some confusion. Not long after, the girl held a long sword box in her hand and walked up to the young man with some difficulty.
Xie Xiangcai stared blankly at the extremely beautifully made sword box, and couldn't help but reach out his hand and open it.
As soon as he opened the sword box, a stream of light came out.
In the sword box, a three-foot long sword lay quietly. The sword was made of silver and black, and the sword was engraved with totems like clouds.
The long sword weighs three kilograms and seven taels. Although it is not light among swords, it looks extremely light.
At the end of the sword body where it connects to the hilt, there are two small, crooked characters engraved on it.
Storm.
Xie Xiangcai subconsciously looked up at Yue Ying.
Yue Ying's pretty face turned red, she turned her head and snorted, "There aren't many words on it, so it's a bit ugly."
The young man held this long sword named "Feng Yun" by Yue Ying and couldn't put it down for a while.
When Yueying saw that Xie Xiangcai liked this sword so much, the corners of her mouth turned upward, and her heart was extremely excited.
After thanking the Prime Minister for a long time, he put the long sword back into the sword case, wiped off all the fingerprints and dust on it with his cuffs, closed the sword case, and asked somewhat unnecessary, "Miss Yueying, this sword... is it... For me?"
Yue Ying rolled her eyes, "If it's not for you, who is it for? Who else do I know who uses a sword besides you? I just feel sorry for you. Every day you hold either a wooden sword or a bamboo sword in front of my window." Hang around. I happen to have some money in my hands during this time, so I will find a swordsmith in an alley to make a sword for you."
Xie Xiangcai was a little moved for a moment, and then asked, "Do you also know that today is my birthday?"
Yueying nodded lightly, "A few days ago, a man rushed into my room. I thought it was some flower-picking thief, but I never thought that the guy said he was your senior brother and told me that today is your birthday. I just wanted to I’m going to give you a sword, but I haven’t found a suitable date. I just waited for this news, so I’m going to look for you today... By the way, why did you suddenly come to me? I’m also going to... look for you later today. And you……"
Before the girl finished speaking, her cheeks were already blushing, and she had no choice but to stamp her feet and turn her head away in embarrassment.
Only then did Xie Xiang realize that the person who came to report the news was naturally his seventh senior brother.
Looking at Yue Ying who looked like this, he couldn't help but be very moved. Deep in his heart, he actually had the urge to go forward and hug her into his arms.
Prime Minister Xie was startled by his idea and hurriedly sat down.
One of his hands on the table clenched into a fist, and the other hand clenched the corner of his clothes under the table. He was caught in a dilemma for a moment.
Should he tell Yue Ying the news that he is about to leave?
Xie Xiangcai promised Yueying that he would never leave her without saying goodbye again.
But he was also afraid that the news of his departure would make the other party sad.
Finally, Xie Xiangcai stood up and walked behind Yue Ying. He clenched his hands into fists. After exhaling a breath, he stretched them out and held them tightly on both sides of his body.
"Miss Yueying, there is something..."
The girl quickly turned around and looked at the boy in front of her expectantly.
At this moment, the girl's eyes are like stars.
The young man did not dare to look into the girl's eyes and said softly, consciously and righteously, "Miss Yueying, I have to... leave."
After the words fell, the girl's red lips opened slightly, her mouth opened slightly, and then the light spots in her eyes quickly disappeared.
"Where to go?"
"Go to Qingmeng City and take the place of my third senior brother..."
"How long will it take?"
"A long, long time, maybe... I'll stay there forever..."
"I see."
Yueying's tone was extremely calm, so calm that Xie Xiangcai felt scared.
Yueying has never been like this.
When Xie Xiang saw Yue Ying's appearance, he suddenly panicked.
"Miss Yueying, you...don't be angry!"
Yueying turned around, stared into Xie Xiangcai's eyes, and said without any expression, "Who told you that I was angry?"
The young man clenched his clothes tightly with his hands, "I...I felt...I felt it."
"You feel like shit!"
Yue Ying cursed for the first time, then her cheeks turned red and she pushed Xie Xiangcai's body hard until he was pushed to the door of the room.
She pulled the door open, then pushed the young man out.
Before the door was slammed shut by Yue Ying, she did not forget to throw the exquisite sword box out of the room and threw it heavily in front of Xie Xiangcai.
After the girl finished all this, she walked to the bed angrily and immediately plunged into the quilt.
The bedding was originally soft, but soon after the cold wind from the window entered the room, it became very hard.
two
The next morning, Xie Xiangcai stood in front of the gate of Dongfeng City, looking with some reluctance at the street in front of him that he had been living with day and night for nearly a year.
The Seventh Young Master rarely put on a set of clean and tidy clothes, and stood beside Xie Xiangcai with his collar tightened.
The usually free and easy Seventh Young Master was obviously a little excited at this time, but he still pretended to be calm and patted the young man on the shoulder, "Junior brother, I have to say goodbye to you today. I don't know when we can see you again!"
Xie Xiangcai nodded slightly.
During these days in Dongfeng City, the Seventh Senior Brother took very good care of him, not only preaching, teaching, and solving doubts, but also caring and caring for him like a family member.
The Seventh Young Master took a deep breath, then turned his head and looked at the young man beside him, "Little Junior Brother, Senior Brother will send you out of the city today, and finally teach you a set of martial arts!"
Xie Xiangcai nodded slightly.
As soon as the words fell, the figure of the Seventh Young Master suddenly disappeared from the place, and when he reappeared, he was already in mid-air.
He lifted a finger lightly and saw a wisp of breeze coming out from his fingertips, lifting Xie Xiangcai's entire body from the ground and into the air.
Xie Xiangcai lost his balance and almost fell down, but fortunately, the Seventh Young Master at the side held his arm.
The Seventh Young Master looked forward, "Little Junior Brother, the method of nature that I have been telling you for a long time is actually a set of rather mysterious techniques. The last page of this set of techniques records an extremely mysterious method of controlling the wind. If one could master this art, he would have traveled a thousand miles only a year ago."
The young man took a deep breath, filled with anticipation.
"One day the roc rises with the wind and soars ninety thousand miles away!"
The breeze came slowly, and the energy surged in the sky. The Seventh Young Master took Xie Xiangcai's arm and soared up into the clouds.
Xie Xiangcai seemed to be on the distant sea at this moment, and the sound of countless water splashing against the rocks could be heard in his ears.
The young man felt that his body had become light and airy, but within this lightness, there was an extremely special power.
"Junior brother, your original attribute is wind. You can better feel this set of techniques. You can calmly concentrate and feel every texture of the wind."
Xie Xiangcai heard this and closed his eyes lightly. After making up his mind, he released all his energy and no longer used a trace of his original power.
However, the figure did not fall, but instead moved upwards, almost breaking through the sky and entering the sky where the stars shine brightest.
"Enough is enough."
The whisper of the Seventh Young Master came to my ears.
The young man nodded slightly, mustered up some energy, and slowly descended, returning to the clouds again.
He is looking for balance, looking for the most comfortable balance.
The seventh son is good at teaching, and the young man is careful to follow his instructions.
At a certain moment, Xie Xiangcai's whole body was filled with golden light. The light penetrated the clouds and shot into the dark sky above the stratus clouds.
Just like daytime!
In the golden light, a flying phoenix quietly took shape, raising its neck and chirping with a melodious voice.
Under the cry of the phoenix, a huge animal silhouette appeared between the clouds.
Its size was unknown, it was thousands of miles away, and it took advantage of the power of the breeze to rise up and support the young man's body.
The Seventh Young Master looked at the phantom of the roc under the young man with satisfaction, nodded slightly, and the two of them flew away in the wind, like immortals.
