Xiaoguang looked at Wang Yi's back and murmured to himself: "From today on, the Meteor Sword will change owners?"
Seeing Wang Yi turn around and leave, he was afraid that he would not enter the White Horse Temple again today, so Xiaoguang waved to the honest monk: "I'm leaving, monk."
After speaking, he ignored the confused monk and threw the scabbard at Luo Xiaoxing's feet with a wave of his hand.
While running, he shouted: "Wang Yi, wait for me."
The honest monk glanced at Baili Ruyan, who had the same confused look on his face, and then looked at Xiaoguang's leaving figure, as if he understood something instantly.
He sighed and said, "Congratulations to the donor for getting what he wanted today. It's so good."
Luo Xiaoxing didn't expect that he would actually defeat the Meteor Sword King Yi in today's battle, and he was not as happy as he imagined when the anger he had held in for ten years was released.
It seems that there is still some unwillingness, but no reason can be found.
Because Wang Yi's sword was broken, and Wang Yi handed over the title of Meteor Sword to himself in front of the honest monk.
Although his mouth was a little bitter, he thought he could finally give his father an explanation.
Baili Yunyan didn't dare to cheer because she saw the half-broken sword on the tree behind Luo Xiaoxing.
No matter how stupid she is, she still knows that if the half-severed sword is inserted into her man's body... Suddenly, she doesn't dare to think about it anymore. She feels okay, and she doesn't say much today.
He didn't seduce Wang Yi again, nor did he force him to fight.
Seeing that Luo Xiaoxing was not that happy, he stepped forward and held Luo Xiaoxing's hand, put away the sword for him, and then hugged him.
He said quietly: "That guy is nothing more than that. After all, my husband has been training hard for ten years."
Luo Xiaoxing suddenly asked: "Monk, am I the winner today?"
The honest monk laughed, clapped his hands and said, "Yes, you won. He said this himself."
There was some gratitude in Luo Xiaoxing's eyes, but also some doubts, so he asked: "Isn't this too fast?"
The honest monk shook his head, looked at him and said sternly: "You guys just made an appointment, are you happy that you want me to bleed all over the ground in front of the White Horse Temple?"
Luo Xiaoxing sighed and asked: "I heard that Wang Yi is going to complete the decisive battle with Jin Wuming of Lantian Villa ten years ago. Does he still have the courage to fight today?"
The honest monk said "Oh!"
Then he thought about it and said, "He has been drinking for ten years and wasting ten years of practice. Now he is shaking even when holding a sword. He might as well die in the hands of Jian Shisan earlier."
When it comes to cursing and hurting others, the honest monk takes second place, but I’m afraid no one in Chang’an City dares to take first place.
Luo Xiaoxing glanced at Baili Ruyan beside him, thought for a moment and asked, "Madam, do you still want to see Wang Yi's ten-year appointment with the young master of Lantian Villa?"
Hearing this, the honest monk's mouth moved: "If you want to watch the fun, I can tell you."
Baili Ruyan sighed and said quietly: "Let's go home."
The smart woman is afraid. She is afraid that her man will stay in Chang'an City forever if she doesn't leave, just like the half-broken sword on the tree.
Luo Xiaoxing was a little reluctant at first, but when he saw Baili Yunyan and the bird clinging to her, he suddenly figured it out.
He handed over to the honest monk and replied: "Monk, please tell Wang Yi that I don't care about his reputation. I have my own reputation. If he is dissatisfied, he can come to Qifeng Villa to find me."
After saying that, he took Baili Ruyan's hand and walked away. As he walked, he thought, after so many years of wasting, it's time to go home and give birth to a child.
The honest monk didn't expect that Luo Xiaoxing didn't want to watch the fun anymore. He thought, "You're leaving before the show starts?"
It was only when he walked to the tree where Luo Xiaoxing once stood and pulled out the half-severed sword from the tree that he couldn't help but curse: "What the hell?"
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Wang Yi didn't hear the honest monk's complaints, because at this time, he was already sitting in the Hongchen Inn, with a pot of spring tea on the table.
Qin Xiangyu asked him why he didn't drink. Wang Yi told her that he would not drink until the Mid-Autumn Festival, even if he died.
Amu poured a cup of hot tea into his cup and said with a smile: "It's good to drink tea. The humidity in spring is heavy. Hot tea warms the stomach and removes moisture."
Wang Yi poured him a drink: "Since you know this, why don't you sit down and have a drink with me?"
Amu shook his head, pointed at Xiaoguang who was rushing towards him outside the window and said, "I am a poor person, I have to work, and that guy will come back to drink with you."
Xiaoguang came in all the way, stared at Wang Yi and said: "I saw you wielding a sword ten years ago, but I can't understand the shit you did today."
Wang Yi smiled faintly and handed the tea poured to Amu to Xiaoguang: "I am an idiot and your father is a fool. We don't need others to understand our affairs."
"Haha, think about it, it seems that only you two are a perfect match."
Xiaoguang took a sip of tea, stared at him and asked, "So, did you really lose just now?"
After speaking, he looked at Amu and Qin Xiangyu and said, "This idiot just had a fight with Luo Xiaoxing from Qifeng Villa..."
Wang Yi took a sip of tea and sighed, making a comfortable sound like putting down a mountain.
He patted the table in front of him and said: "If you lose, you lose. My sword was thrown into the lake ten years ago. I already said that it will be a meteor sword from now on."
Qin Xiangyu suddenly realized it, looked at Wang Yi and said, "Oh my God, you just fought so hard with someone? And you also took the initiative to admit defeat?"
"if not?"
Wang Yi leaned on the chair behind him and said leisurely: "Is it possible that if I win, he can give me a thousand gold coins so that I can help Brother Amu realize his dream?"
Amu sighed and smiled bitterly: "Congratulations on your defeat. You don't need to worry about me."
After saying that, he pinched the plate and walked to the kitchen backyard, regardless of the shock on Qin Xiangyu's face and the look of sighing for Wang Yi.
As I walked, I thought, after ten years, you are no longer an idiot.
Why risk your life if there is no benefit? Why don't you admit defeat and it won't cost you your life?
Ah Jue hiding in Hongchen Inn and pouring night incense to the guests is not as exaggerated as you. In terms of character, the Wang Yi in front of him is still not as good as Ah Jue who has already left.
In fact, Amu really wanted to tell Wang Yi that you just let go of your worries about gains and losses today.
The boy in Lantian Villa gave up ten years ago.
In his opinion, Wang Yi had already lost a piece of the battle before it even started ten years later.
Wang Yi leaned against the window and obviously didn't want to discuss things about Luo Xiaoxing and Baili Ruyan anymore, because from this moment on, he wanted to meditate.
Not only does he meditate, he also nourishes his energy and sharpens his sword.
It has been less than half a year from now to the Mid-Autumn Festival, and what he has to face is not someone like Luo Xiaoxing.
Qin Xiangyu ignored Amu's words, but looked at a woman in black who pushed in the door. She was a twenty-one-year-old woman with long hair, a plain face, a cigarette, and a long sword hanging on her waist.
She was stunned, because as a woman, she was also amazed by the woman in front of her.
I sighed in my heart that it was really unfair. How could there be such a beautiful and charming woman?
So she greeted: "Girl, are you looking for someone or staying in a hotel?"
Xiaoguang patted Wang Yi on the shoulder: "Wang Yi, is this woman here to trouble you?"
Wang Yi shook his head and whispered back: "If you talk nonsense again, go back to your mother."
Xiaoguang chuckled: "You are not my parents, am I not doing this for your own good? Luo Xiaoxing already has a wife, but you are still a pitiful person."
While the two were whispering, the woman in black looked at Qin Xiangyu and asked, "Are you the shopkeeper of Hongchen Inn? I heard that Wang Yi lives here, and I came to see him."
"Haha, Wang Yi, your affair is here!"
Xiaoguang had no intention of covering up for Wang Yi, and without waiting for Qin Xiangyu's reply, he waved to the woman in black: "Come here, this guy is Wang Yi."
Qin Xiangyu sighed, looked at the woman in black whose face changed color at the sound and asked: "Girl, what is your name? What do you want to do with Wang Yi?"
The woman in black ignored Tai Xiangyu, but came over and looked at Wang Yi again and again.
Then he shook his head: "How could you be Wang Yi? Where is your sword? Where is your meteor sword?"
"His Meteor Sword is in the secluded lake of Lantian Villa. If you want to salvage it, I can go with you."
Xiaoguang dragged a chair to the table, looked at the woman and smiled: "I can guarantee you that he is Wang Yi who just lost the battle."
"It turns out that the legend in the world is true."
The woman in black sat down at the table, looked at Wang Yi and said coldly: "Do you know who I am? Do you know how many years I have been looking for you?"
"I don't know, I don't owe you money."
Wang Yi curled his lips and replied lazily: "If a random person came up and said this, I would be annoyed to death. Who are you?"
The woman in black waved her hand angrily and slapped Wang Yi on the face.
Qin Xiangyu, Xiaoguang, and several guests screamed in fright, thinking that these girls are too fierce, are they going to start a fight?
Qin Xiangyu even thought, Wang Yi, it turns out that you are also a negative person.
Only Wang didn't dodge, and just looked at the woman in black in front of him quietly, trying to see any flaws on her face.
Or should I say, whose daughter is this guy? younger sister? Coming to take revenge on yourself?
So many people were killed that year that Wang Yi could no longer remember how many enemies there were.
What Qin Xiangyu didn't expect was that the girl slapped her and stopped three inches away from Wang Yi's face.
Sighing heavily, the woman in the dark night suddenly shed tears. Two lines of tears couldn't stop dripping down, which made Qin Xiangyu feel heartbroken.
He looked at Wang Yi and said, "Wang Yi, have you done anything wrong? Admit it quickly?"
Xiaoguang laughed: "I don't know if he has done anything wrong, but I know he has killed many people."
From the first meeting ten years ago to the meeting again ten years later, Xiaoguang grew up watching Wang Yi kill people.
Wang Yi sighed, and with a soft heart, he took out a handkerchief and handed it to the woman in black in front of him: "Tell me, who are you here to collect debt for today?"
He had already thought about it. If he came to collect debts for others, the worst he could do was leave immediately and hide in Lantian Villa.
Even facing Jin Wuming every day is much better than facing these endless troubles.
The woman in black took the handkerchief and held it in her hand without wiping the tears on her face. She looked at Wang Yi and said quietly: "Have you really forgotten me?"
Shaking his head, Wang Yi asked: "Who are you?"
The woman in black was furious when she heard this. She slapped the table and shouted: "The last time I saw you, you were less than ten years old. After my brother left with you, he never came back."
Wang Yi became even more confused, looked at her and asked, "So, who is your brother?"
The woman in black was even more angry. She patted the table in front of her and said, "You see clearly, I am Ye Xiaoqian. Give me my brother back!"
"Boom!" sounded like a spring thunder from the sky.
Wang Yi was stunned and speechless. He looked at the woman in black with a bitter look on his face and murmured to himself: "You...have you grown so big?"
Xiaoguang and Qin Xiangyu both said "Oh!", and then they said together: "So they are old acquaintances?"
Ye Xiaoqian grabbed Wang Yi's hand, fearing that he would run away again.
Minato stepped forward and asked, "Where is my brother?"
At this moment, Wang Yiyi felt a bitterness in his mouth, which went all the way to his heart.
Looking at her, she replied helplessly: "He died ten years ago."
