After drinking a pot of spring tea until it was tasteless, Qin Xiangyu asked someone to change it for another pot, just because the story of Lantian Villa was so exciting.
Wang Yi shook his head and said with a bitter smile: "The sword is not broken, but the arm is broken. What kind of sword is it?"
Baili Ruyan covered her forehead and replied painfully: "Meng Xiaodie said that this is the Broken Jade Sword given to her by the old lady of Lantian Villa. I heard it is a pair with that sword."
"That's a really good sword."
Wang Yi looked at Amu sitting next to him holding a cup of tea and smiled: "At least, it's almost as good as my meteor sword."
Amu sighed and shook his head.
He looked down at the teacup in his hand and said softly: "Since you chose to bury it there, it is no longer your sword. Forget it."
When he said this, his voice was so soft that he almost couldn't hear it.
But in the ears of Ye Xiaoqian and Qin Xiangyu, it was like a summer thunder.
Even Baili Ruyan couldn't help but look at Wang Yi and smile when he heard this: "It's true, if you don't want to pick it up, just forget about it from now on."
Wang Yi heard this and patted Amu on the shoulder and laughed: "After listening to the story of Lantian Villa, what do you think I have in mind?"
"I advise you to find a reason to postpone the Mid-Autumn Festival night showdown with Ah Jue. It won't be too late to make an appointment in ten years."
Amu said: "Now he doesn't even pay attention to the guys who come to the door. He just sharpens his sword in Lantian Villa. His momentum now exceeds yours, which is not good for you."
Qin Xiangyu watched Wang Yi's brows gradually wrinkle and couldn't help but sigh.
After thinking for a while, he said, "If it doesn't work out, I'll write a letter to Ah Jue and ask, how about pushing this matter off for another ten years?"
Wang Yi had lived in Hongchen Inn for several months, and Qin Xiangyu gradually adapted to Wang Yi helping Amu work in the backyard, not to mention having Ye Xiaoqian accompanying her.
In her opinion, Ajue and Wang Yi are both good, so they shouldn't have any desperate agreement.
Wang Yi looked at her and said calmly: "Impossible, I have been waiting for ten years."
Thinking about the time when he met the Honest Monk outside Chang'an City, and then met Xiaoguang and his mother Murong Shuyu, although Murong Shuyu taught him one of Jin Wuming's sword skills.
In the end, she plotted against him, and even now he still can't forgive this stupid woman.
Now that you have given birth to a child, why don’t you come to your door? For the sake of a so-called self-esteem, you harm others and yourself.
Thinking of this, he looked at Xiaoguang and smiled: "Your mother was the first woman to plot against me back then, and you were there that day; this guy was the second woman to plot against me..."
He was even thinking about what if, on that night ten years ago, he had left Lantian Villa under cover of night, then retired to the world and kept his mouth shut.
I'm afraid no one knows, and no one will believe that the young master of Lantian Villa died of a sudden illness.
With a worried look on Baili Ruyan's face, she frowned and said, "It's just that Xiaoxing's left arm is broken now. How will I face his family when I go back?"
"I can write a letter to the old man back then, telling him what happened, proving that it has nothing to do with you, or I can ask Jin Wuming to write this letter for you?"
Wang Yi looked at the silent Amu and asked softly: "Is there really no such elixir in this world?"
Amu, who was closing his eyes and concentrating, shook his head when he heard this and replied: "I think there is a deficiency in the way of heaven. It is already very rare for you to be able to practice, and you still want to get more things..."
Qin Xiangyu was silent when he heard this.
At this moment, she thought of her master. If the old man were here, he would be able to think of a solution for this poor guy.
Xiao Guang's face became a little gloomy, and he looked at Wang Yi and said, "Are you dreaming?"
Murong Shuyu told him since he was a child that this world is just for monks and there are no gods, so he knew from an early age that he had to protect his body.
Even if one thing is missing, I'm afraid it will never be recovered.
After listening to the story for an hour, Amu stood up, clapped his hands and said, "You guys talk slowly, I'm going to do something."
After saying that, he no longer paid attention to Baili Ruyan or Wang Yi and others in front of him, and walked towards the backyard with his hands behind his back.
Other people's stories cannot affect his state of mind.
He didn't want to persuade Wang Yi to give up this Mid-Autumn Festival agreement anymore. Life and death were determined by destiny. He was just a passerby, not a god in this world.
Xiaoguang yawned, shook his head and said, "That's it. He just broke one of his left arms, and it doesn't affect his ability to use the sword. I'm going to take a nap."
After saying that, he ignored Wang Yi and Ye Xiaoqian and walked to the back of the inn alone.
When Ye Xiaoqian saw Xiaoguang leaving, she suddenly felt that it was not fun. She chatted with Wang Yi for a few words, turned around and opened the door of the inn, and went to No. 46 by herself.
Qin Xiangyu sighed, patted Baili Ruyan's hand and said, "According to what you said, this matter really cannot be blamed on Meng Xiaodie."
Baili Ruyan gritted her teeth and said, "She shouldn't have cut off Xiaoxing's arm even if I made a noise."
"What's the point of shouting?"
Wang Yi frowned slightly, looked at her and said coldly: "Swords are ruthless, not to mention that it was Luo Xiaoxing who pushed people to a dead end. This rabbit bites people when he is anxious?"
After finishing speaking, he drank up the spring tea in the cup, shook his head and said, "I still have to chop firewood. You can talk to the shopkeeper and have dinner together in the evening."
After just a while, Qin Xiangyu was left alone at the table beside Baili Ruyan.
With such a big event happening, Baili Ruyan came all the way from Lantian Villa and was extremely confused.
Unexpectedly, Wang Yi was really hiding in the Hongchen Inn, and she breathed a sigh of relief, as if she had found her relatives all of a sudden.
Looking at Qin Xiangyu, he said: "Actually, Xiaoxing and Wang Yi don't have any grudges. I was the one responsible for it. Now that I think about it, it's really not worth it. If I hadn't provoked Wang Yi back then, this wouldn't have happened..."
Qin Xiangyu chuckled: "Who didn't have a few people to like back then? You're not wrong either."
Baili Ruyan shook her head and said with a wry smile: "Our original plan was to go to Lantian Villa to have a fight with Jin Wuming and then go home, but it seems we can't go back now."
"Why?"
Qin Xiangyu asked in confusion: "He is still here, his hands are still there, what are you afraid of? Is it possible that the young and old men in Qifeng Villa are unreasonable?"
"That's not true. I just think Xiaoxing will definitely not be able to pass her own test."
Baili Ruyan said quietly: "Let's wait and see after he rests in the inn for a few days. Maybe we will have to wait until after the Mid-Autumn Festival before going back."
Qin Xiangyu laughed when he heard this: "It seems that the appointment in the snow mountain will be very lively on the night of the full moon, right?"
"Wang Yi, can you win?"
Baili Ruyan sighed: "Shopkeeper Jin said that all his Meteor Swords were thrown into the lake of Lantian Villa. How can he fight against Jin Wuming?"
Qin Xiangyu was startled when he heard this, and then smiled faintly: "He is not anxious himself, but he makes you anxious to death... I don't have any swords."
Qin Xiangyu had never seen Qingyu and Gao Yue'er's swords before, and thought that people like them were just like his master, afraid that they would not care about the wind and rain in this world.
In fact, she was right. The sword Qing Yu used was given to him by Xiao Hei, and Gao Yue'er's sword was also an ordinary sword.
However, Qin Xiangyu himself has a spiritual sword, a spiritual sword from the ancient world.
It's just that she herself, Ma Daha, has not broken through the realm limited by Li Xiuyuan. The restrictions on the sword cannot be activated, so it is no different from an ordinary sword.
In addition, her cultivation had not improved by leaps and bounds over the years, and later she gave birth to Xiao Yue'er. Not only had she been stupid for three years, but she had even forgotten that she had a spiritual sword.
Only Li Xiuyuan and her master knew about this.
Now the old man took Xiaobao and Xiaoyue'er to the desert, and did not come to remind her that there was still a handful of treasures at home.
Baili Ruyan looked at her and smiled bitterly: "Originally, I didn't care who the two of them won or lost. After this incident, I hope Wang Yi can win."
Qin Xiangyu clapped his hands: "Then just wait, the Mid-Autumn Festival is coming soon."
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Luo Xiaoxing rested in the guest room for ten days. After taking the elixir internally and externally, he finally regained some vitality.
I am also willing to go out and meet people.
First, they chatted with Liu Tianfeng from Wutu in the desert about the two seeking revenge on Wang Yi. They knew that they could not take action in the inn and they could only wait until after the Mid-Autumn Festival.
He waited for Wang Yi to fight Jin Jianming before asking him to fight Wang Yi.
There is also a possibility that if Wang Yi defeats Jin Wuming, the two of them will eventually give up seeking revenge against Wang Yi.
In their words, if Wang Yi even defeated the people from Lantian Villa, they would not be Wang Yi's opponents.
The two of them are not the heroes of the northwest. They understand that revenge is important, but living is more important.
The remaining Zhu Feng was a dragon that never saw its end. It was rare for him to stay in the inn for two hours a day, and it was rare for Luo Xiaoxing to see him.
Finally, when Luo Xiaoxing was bored, he went to the firewood shed in the backyard and sat under the eaves, watching Wang Yi chop wood.
Looking at Wang Yi's trembling hands from time to time, Luo Xingxin smiled bitterly and said: "Your hands are not good. I can't even beat Jin Wuming's woman. Your hands..."
Wang Yi held a piece of cloth to wipe the sweat from his face and stopped.
Sitting under the firewood shed, he smiled bitterly and said, "What should I do? I have been waiting for this battle for ten years. Your wife plotted against me back then just to let me kill Jin Wuming."
Shaking his head, Luo Xiaoxing sighed: "She wants to kill you and Jin Wuming, and then fulfill my reputation."
Wang Yi was startled. He didn't expect this guy to be so direct and say something that he couldn't understand.
Thinking about it, this reason can only be used to explain Baili Ruyan's actions back then.
After thinking about it carefully, although the two took advantage of him, he really wanted to defeat Jian Shisan of Lantian Villa at that time.
Otherwise, I can completely ignore the letter of engagement from Lantian Villa.
Thinking of this, Wang Yi smiled faintly: "That was what happened back then. If it were changed now, I'm afraid I might not pay attention to his invitation to fight."
Luo Xiaoxing nodded thoughtfully: "It seems that Jin Wuming really caused you misery back then. Think about it, he is the worst guy."
In Luo Xiaoxing's view, when Wang Yi was at the height of his power, he threw the Meteor Sword into the Lantian Lake because of Jin Wuming's death.
After that, he wandered around the world and indulged himself, getting drunk every day, which caused his sword-holding hands to look like this.
If you really want to care about all this, it can all be attributed to Jin Wuming.
Thinking of this, Luo Xiaoxing couldn't help but ask: "Do you regret the choice you made back then?"
Wang Yi shook his head, looked at Luo Xiaoxing and replied: "I met a friend at Hongfu Temple back then. He told me that one cannot always rely on a sword."
"Then what can we rely on? As a swordsman, who doesn't value the sword more than his own life?"
Luo Xiaoxing frowned and said: "There are even people who released swords. If the sword dies, everyone dies. In my opinion, this is the real swordsman."
"Fart, that's all they use to scare people and deceive themselves."
Wang Yi laughed, looked at him and replied: "If I have countless swords, or if my person is just a sword, and my person is more ruthless than your sword, how can you fight me?"
At this time, he was not afraid of hurting Luo Xiaoxing.
Instead, he said coldly: "If it were that day when you and Meng Xiaodie fought, if you were more ruthless than a sword, how could you be injured by her sword?"
Luo Xiaoxing shook his head and said with a confused expression: "Let me ask, how can a person be more ruthless than a sword?"
Wang Yi smiled faintly: "Why not? You haven't seen me being cruel yet."
