After practicing the sword, Qiong Yi and Sheng Xuanyuan went down the mountain to the school together. On the way, they met a classmate who excitedly told them that the masters were discussing with the elders how to deal with the hanged ghost. There was no class today, so the two said goodbye.
When Sheng Xuanyuan saw Su Ye that day, he was sitting cross-legged on a bench in front of the corridor in casual clothes. When he saw him coming, he stood up happily and waved: "I'm free today, let's go and have a drink."
"Don't drink."
"Hey, don't go!" Su Ye saw him turning around and walking away without even taking a step, and quickly followed: "Sheng Xuanyuan, come have a drink with me. This time I will definitely pay for the drink first!"
Regardless of whether Su Ye paid for the drinks or not, every time he got drunk, he would always clean up the mess, not to mention he didn't like drinking.
"I'm not even going to invite you? Has the relationship faded?" Su Ye sighed in his heart and let out a sigh of relief: "Alas——"
Sheng Xuanyuan changed the subject: "Didn't you still let me see your sister?"
"Yes, yes!" He suddenly realized, "I had forgotten about this! My sister has come to Qingfeng Town, you go find her! There is an attic at the end of the school, do you know the way?"
"I recognize it."
"Okay!" Su Ye said happily: "Then I'll go drink alone. Don't you two get into trouble!"
"Um."
Su Ye walked away with the sword on his back.
Sheng Xuanyuan took a long breath and walked farther and farther away from him.
*
"Miss Su."
Sheng Xuanyuan has been waiting for a long time when he came to the attic room. This place is quite remote, and maple trees are planted all around the attic. In the autumn, they are like fire and sunshine, and the red color is dazzling. When he saw the door creaking open, he stood up and called out. A woman walked out of the door. The woman was beautiful and elegant, with a quiet demeanor and a leisurely body. Looking at Mo Yue's eighteen or nineteen-year-old appearance, she looked very handsome. The good-looking person is none other than Su Ye's sister, the eldest daughter of the Su family, Su Liming.
She walked up to Sheng Xuanyuan and sat down next to her. She greeted, "Xiaoyuan, long time no see." After she finished speaking, her slender hands methodically brewed tea with skillful movements. "Come, drink tea." The porcelain cup held steady. When I put it gently in front of him, some fragrance floated, and my face was vaguely printed on the tea surface.
Sheng Xuanyuan took a sip of tea.
"How have you been lately?" she asked.
"Good."
"Where's Abe?"
"Father, everything is fine."
"Well, that's good..." She smiled, nodded slightly, and then hesitated: "What about brother Axi... Is he, is he okay?"
Sheng Xuanyuan fell silent and put down the teacup, the tea air trembling.
"To be honest." He said after a long time, "My second brother is practicing hard as always. I can't say it's good or bad." Seeing Su Liming lightly biting her red lips, he said: "Miss Su, you don't have to go too far. Care about him. After all, he has nothing to do with you anymore."
There was dead silence in the house.
"That's true..." Su Liming raised her drooped head, shook it slightly, smoothed the broken hair on her forehead, her eyes were slightly red, "I was the one who bothered him..."
The tea leaves slowly sink to the bottom of the cup.
"If there is nothing else, I will take the first step." Sheng Xuanyuan said lightly, then stood up and walked towards the door.
"Little resentment!" Su Liming stood up and stopped him. When Sheng Xuanyuan turned around, she said in a daze: "...Yize's dates are ripe. I will send you some in a few days."
Sheng Xuanyuan glanced away: "No need."
"It's me who made things difficult for you..." Su Liming laughed at herself and said, "I should have thought that the relationship between the Su family and the Sheng family is not as good as that between you and Xiao Ye."
He stood there without speaking.
"The Su family is weak, and there have been disputes in the clan recently. Apart from my unsatisfactory younger brother, there is no one else in the family. It is really too high to talk about the past grievances against the Sheng family..."
"Miss Su, don't say such things."
"Xiaoyuan, can I ask you a favor?" Without waiting for Sheng Xuanyuan to agree, Su Limingxiao continued: "Help me take care of Su Ye and persuade him to listen to books and learn etiquette instead of just having fun, okay?"
Sheng Xuanyuan knew that Su Ye's sword practice was as good as usual, but he was definitely not a student.
"He will have to take on the role of the Su family in the future. Seeing how he is now...how can I feel relieved." Su Liming sighed: "He acts too wantonly and cannot be controlled by the family rules."
Sheng Xuanyuan was stunned for a moment: "Miss Su, give him a few more years."
"My father's body...I'm afraid he won't be able to survive for a few more years..."
Seeing her lowering her head and crying, Sheng Xuanyuan sighed, not knowing how to comfort her: "Miss Su, if you don't ask Su Ye, how do you know that those things are not what he wants?"
"If he doesn't want it, can he just ignore it?" Su Liming gritted her teeth.
That was the entire Su family, one of the five major clans in Middle-earth.
Sheng Xuanyuan was silent: "...I will persuade him carefully."
*
"Young Master Su is here?" The waiter in the tavern saw him from a distance and hurriedly called Su Ye to sit down: "Sit down, sit down! Is it still a jar of wine today?"
"Two jars." Su Ye gestured, "Drink from one jar here and take the other jar away. I want good wine."
"Okay!" the waiter responded, "It's not your first time here, and you don't know that these are all good wines! Why do you bring wine back if you have something good today?"
"What a good idea! Take it back and give it to your brother to drink." Su Ye smiled and scolded: "Move quickly!" He sat on the chair with his legs crossed, in a great mood.
"Come on, come on! Please!" The waiter brought a pot of water and poured him a full bowl. The aroma of wine overflowed. Su Ye took a deep breath, his eyes lit up, and he took out a piece of silver from his arms and threw it away: "Take it. Okay!" The guy then accepted it, smiled and bowed: "Thank you, young master! Thank you, young master!"
"You're welcome." Su Ye picked up the bowl and said with a smile, but when he saw someone sitting on the table on the other side, he suddenly became interested: "Ouch! Isn't this Mr. Yan? Why, drinking alone?"
Mr. Yan sitting at the table was the one who took the ghost-binding chain last night.
"Young Master Su, don't you drink alone?" He smiled.
"Yes, it's boring to drink alone. Come on, let's drink together." Su Ye smiled at him and raised the bowl in his hand. The man didn't expect him to be so kind. He didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in the gourd. It was hard to refuse, so she sat down at his table and said, "Thank you, Master Su."
Su Ye took an empty bowl, filled it with wine and handed it over: "Here." Seeing him reaching out to take it, he let go and dropped the bowl. The wine spread all over the table and dripped along the edge of the table, splashing all over Yan Yan's face. A certain body. "Oh, I didn't hold it properly, I'm so sorry!" Su Ye laughed: "I'll pour you another bowl!"
Yan's expression didn't change. He hooked his foot up and threw the bowl up to catch it: "Master Su is really careless."
It turned out that he caught the bowl with his feet to show that it didn't break. Su Ye was wary and listened to the man in front of him say, "You have to be careful this time."
He swung the bowl over, and Su Ye luckily put it back on the table steadily, secretly arguing, "Bang!——" The porcelain bowl couldn't bear the internal conflict between the two, and fell back on the table and shattered.
"Want to fight?" Su Ye sneered.
Yan knew that he wanted to vent his anger about what happened last night, so he smiled and said, "Come on, go out and fight." After hearing this, Su Ye put his hands on the table and jumped up. He jumped out of the tavern in two or three steps and hooked his hand to provoke him. Yan Mou jumped out of the pub threshold with a somersault and jumped to the street. He heard Su Ye sneer: "Look at you, you are such a delicate scholar, don't fall down in two moves!"
He curled his lips and smiled, "How will you know if you don't try."
"It's useless to say more!" Su Ye stepped forward with a lunge. He caught the sword strike with his hand and quickly followed up with a palm. He was still blocked by him. Their internal strength was secretly competing, but they were evenly matched. He used his strength to retreat to a small shop on the street, picked up a tube of chopsticks, took out a few at random and threw them at Yan. The chopsticks flew past like arrows. —" Hitting the street shop, the chopsticks trembled and left a lingering sound.
Yan landed, pulled out the two chopsticks behind him, and struck Su Ye in the same way. Su Ye jumped out of the way, and he rushed to his side, punching him on the shoulder, and was palmed by him. They met each other steadily, then leaned over to dodge Yan Mou's blow, put his hands back on the ground, and swept his legs towards his lower body. Yan Mou somersaulted up, raised his legs to attack him, Su Ye quickly landed on his left leg, kicked off the ground and retreated, Keep your posture steady.
The two of them were fighting at close quarters without using any magic.
"Not bad." Su Ye smiled.
"You too." Yan stood up and said.
Su Ye raised his hand and drew out the sword on his waist, Qifeng, stamped his feet on the ground, and rushed towards him at a very fast speed. The sword flashed past several sword flowers, and Yan Mou also pulled out the sword on his waist and connected with each other, turning the sword body over and catching it. After laying down a few sword flowers, he waved his long sleeves to protect his body to block the remaining sword energy. He stood up and leaped high, slashing down with his sword. The bright autumn-colored stream of light hit him, with extraordinary power.
Su Ye would not be stupid enough to fight head-on with his sword energy, so he quickly flew up with Qinggong. After the sound of "Boom!", a huge crack was opened on the ground by the sword energy, which was extremely terrifying. Su Ye took the opportunity to flash behind Yan, and the shadows of his swords flashed continuously. Yan turned around to catch each other, and the sound of the swords striking each other was crisp and clear, one after another. From a distance, only the shadows of the swords could be seen but not the sword bodies.
Yan Mou gritted his teeth and stabbed Su Ye with his sword, and praised with a smile: "Su's foil sword is truly worthy of its reputation."
Su Ye turned his wrist and raised the tip of the sword: "Young Master Yan's swordsmanship is also very good. I wonder where he learned from it?" Yan Mou struck out with a palm of his left hand. Su Ye hurriedly connected the palm with his palm, and the palm of his palm was extremely powerful. The two of them both took several steps back before they could stabilize their bodies.
Su Ye only knew that the man in front of him was surnamed Yan, but did not know his name. The surname Yan was from the Yan family, but he had never heard of this clan. He was probably a small and unknown family, so how could he have such good swordsmanship? He couldn't help but feel doubtful.
"No comment." Yan said calmly.
There was a small table next to Su Ye, with a pot of wine standing on it. He laughed at the words, stepped on the table, raised the pot and took a few sips: "In that case, two more moves!" With a wave of his hand, the wine bottle flew straight towards Yan.
Yan Mou stood up and carried the sword. The slender sword blade crossed the wine pot and then bounced up gently, dispelling Su Ye's hidden power. The sword blade passed through the pot handle and then turned around and carried it downwards. His long sleeves were flying and his other hand was steady. He took the jug steadily and poured the wine into his mouth: "Okay." But he saw Su Ye stabbing with his long sword, flying upwards in the air, and dropped the jug: "Give it back to you!"
Su Ye had to change his moves when he saw the jug flying towards him. He flicked the tip of his sword and knocked it sideways. The light skill floated up and chased Yan Mou. He heard the jug below his feet falling to the ground and shattering with a "pop", and the liquid dripped all over the floor. liquor.
"What a waste." Yan Mou said, and the sword suddenly slashed down. Su Ye raised his sword and pressed it against his blade. The two were locked in mid-air. Su Ye was suppressed by him and could no longer resist. He pushed up so hard that he closed his hand, landed on the ground, grabbed a few sword flowers, and blasted into the air.
Yan couldn't resist and quickly retreated to the ground. Just hearing the sound of debris falling to the ground, it was the hangtag and eaves on the second floor of the tavern that had suffered unprovoked disaster. Silver light shimmered in the dust, and Su Ye stepped forward to meet him. The Su family's swordsmanship is complex and changeable. He initially thought that he could deal with this kid with seven split spins and three moves. Unexpectedly, this guy was much more troublesome than he expected. Although Yan's swordsmanship was not fast, it was extremely sharp and powerful. It was so shocking that his hands went numb.
"Stop it, stop it!" The waiter had moved the tables and chairs from the street into the house one after another. Some of the items were smashed and broken, which made his heart bleed. He was afraid that the two men would fight again. To go down, the whole street would have to be torn down, so he shouted loudly: "You two! Stop fighting! If we fight again, this street will be gone!"
A group of people had gathered around the street to watch the battle from a distance. They thought it was a martial arts competition between immortal monks. They were very happy to watch it. When they saw the two people stopping one after another, they clapped and cheered:
"good!!"
"Excellent kung fu! Amazing!"
Although Yize belongs to the Su family, it is far away from the family's residence. Most of the residents of Qingfeng Town are ordinary residents, so naturally they have never seen such a scene. Amidst the applause, Su Ye slowly put away his sword, and Yan Mou felt extremely embarrassed. The two put away their swords and walked together. They looked around and saw that the street was in a mess. Su Ye poked him with his elbow: "What should I do?"
Yan smiled bitterly, "What else can we do? Either pay or run away."
Hearing what he said, Su Ye took out a whole money bag from his arms and threw it at the guy, "Brother, I'm sorry for smashing up your shop!" Then he pulled Yan up and flew up with Qinggong, jumped up to the eaves and flew into the distance. It flew away, leaving a street full of people in shock.
