The night wind is cooler and chilling.
In the simple courtyard, Murong Yu sat at the table in the courtyard with a dark face, his brows furrowed, his fists clenched, and murderous aura emanating from his eyes from time to time.
On the roof not far from Murong Yu, Yun Tianfeng was lying on the ridge, still looking at the gray sky without saying a word.
"He was angry."
A sigh came from behind him, Murong Yu turned around and saw that it was Wang Quan of Longyin Villa.
Murong Yu snorted coldly: "Angry? Why should he be angry with me because of a woman he only met once who almost killed him and didn't know a good person's heart? Why is that woman good-looking?"
"No, he is not angry with you."
Wang Quan sat down and took out a wooden box with him. Inside were two carefully stored wine glasses. He handed one to Murong Yu and poured wine for both of them.
Murong Yu still wanted to sneer, but quickly frowned: "Be clear, what do you mean?"
Mr. Wang, I advise you to think carefully when you speak. If you talk nonsense, be careful that your aunt will chop you twice.
"I think he was angry for about two reasons."
Wang Quan looked at the roof from a distance. What happened tonight made him feel a little unbelievable. How could the Kunlun disciples be in such a miserable state of mind?
But then I thought about it, but it was pure, and there seemed to be nothing wrong with it.
"The first one is probably because he can't figure out how the world is different from what he imagined. He kindly saves people. Although he doesn't ask for gratitude from the other person, he feels aggrieved when he encounters repaying kindness with evil. After all, he is still a child."
"Tch, you just eat carrots and don't worry about it. Your own affairs are still in a mess, and you still want to meddle in other people's affairs." Murong Yu turned away.
"The second one should blame himself. He may think that a woman who is obsessed with thinking is very sensitive, and he himself did not do well, which is why the woman finally made such a move that was first satisfactory and then against her will."
Wang Quan rarely tells others that the most precious skill he learned at Longyin Villa is to feel people's hearts.
Even apart from him, no other person in Longyin Villa has acquired this ability.
Naturally, the ability to feel people's hearts is not that invincible. He cannot feel what the other person is thinking, but he can feel the other person's emotions, as people often say, empathize, and then deduce the other person's state of mind.
The young man on the roof and the girl beside him all have a simple and pure mood, but they are all pretending to be mature.
Maybe they think their acting skills are quite good, but in fact, in the eyes of those who have experienced them, they are full of flaws and loopholes.
"He's really not angry with me?" Murong Yu picked up the wine glass, gritted his teeth and closed his eyes and swallowed it in one gulp. Then his little face instantly turned into a red apple, and his eyes were about to spit fire.
Wang Quan laughed: "You knew him earlier than I did, so you should know him better."
Murong Yu's facial features suddenly crowded together.
The little lunatic is a boy, do you think you, a girl, should keep accommodating him?
There is no such truth.
"No, he is a senior brother. How can a junior sister and senior brother be angry?"
Murong Yu thought about it again, then smiled like a flower, stood up, took small steps and hummed a small tune, jumped up to the roof, and came to lie down not far from Yun Tianfeng.
"I'm not as good at saying those smart things as you are. Anyway, I don't think you need to be angry. Your original intention was to persuade the woman not to commit suicide, but in the end, the woman escaped back home and saved her life, even though she was afraid of death. Yes, do you know what this means?"
"Huh?" The boy turned his head and saw the girl's cherry-red face after drinking.
"This shows that what you can't do alone, only two of us can do it. Anyway, as long as the result is good, it doesn't matter how many people are involved in the process. Senior brother, you fell from the sky into my hands. This is God's will. God knows. , our two swords combined are invincible... Hahahaha..."
"sorry!"
"No need, you are senior brother!"
"Shall I take you to eat noodles?"
"It's closed at midnight, right?"
"Yes, then I'll take you to eat noodles tomorrow."
…
Yesterday, we could see some sunshine from time to time, but today it was rainy and cloudy, and the Yunxia Peak outside Feiyun City was even more gray.
At the west gate of Feiyun City, a boy and a girl each carried a bowl of steaming noodles and ate them while walking, causing many people on the roadside to point.
Behind the two men was a man with a weapon in his arms and a sullen expression on his face.
The room and board package does not include noodles for breakfast, which is really stingy.
"Brother Yun, Sister Murong, get in the car."
When they reached the spacious official road, a majestic wind wolf galloped over and stopped by the roadside.
Zhang Qingshan invited the three of them to get in the car and go with them.
Zhang Qingshan was driving today, and Jiang Xun was sitting next to him. There were still some empty seats beside him. It would be no problem for three people to sit there. The curtains in the back of the carriage were covering them, and they should be the important people in Feiyun Tower.
Yun Tianfeng thought thoughtfully, there shouldn't be many people in Feiyun Tower who could make Zhang Qingshan pull the cart.
Even though Zhang Qingshan is only one of the three direct disciples, even the four levels of Heaven, Earth, Xuanhuang, and others are not qualified to ask him to drive.
"Is it Xiaoyou Yun who got in the car? Can we come in and talk for a while?"
Jiang Xun was just whispering to Yun Tianfeng when the sound of words came from the carriage.
Zhang Qingshan winked at Yun Tianfeng, and Yun Tianfeng nodded, got up and got into the carriage.
Sitting in the carriage was a middle-aged man wearing a white gown. He had slightly white temples and an elegant temperament. His smile when they met was full of easy-going and gentleness.
"Junior Yun Tianfeng has met the senior." Yun Tianfeng cupped his fists and saluted. Murong Yu said that all polite people in the world are like this.
Unexpectedly, the man in the car slapped his head in return, which is the etiquette of meeting immortal practitioners.
In an instant, Yun Tianfeng realized something.
The person in front of him must be Yang Qiong, the immortal elder among the two elders of Feiyun Tower, Xianwu.
"Can you please ask Mr. Yun to take Yang's pulse?" Yang Qiong asked with a smile.
Yun Tianfeng was confused. He was not a doctor, but understanding the human body was the most basic subject for a practitioner. In addition to not being able to prescribe the right medicine for the disease, he could detect all the symptoms of the disease.
Elder Yang Qiong had already spoken, and Yun Tianfeng could not refuse. After all, he owed Feiyunlou a favor, so he could only nod.
"Senior Yang, what are you doing?" When Yun Tianfeng put his hand on Yang Qiong's wrist, his expression immediately changed.
Because Yang Qiong is doing something that is very taboo for practitioners, which is to operate his own skills when other practitioners are in contact with him, and transmitting it through the pulse, which is tantamount to a kind of naked exposure. .
"Little friend Yun, do you notice anything wrong?" Yang Qiong asked with a smile.
Yun Tianfeng looked confused, not sure what Yang Qiong meant, and didn't know how to answer for a while.
"Haha, it was Yang who was abrupt and didn't explain clearly." Only then did Yang Quan react, and immediately laughed and explained.
It turns out that martial arts flourished in Yuzhou, and the canopy of the martial alliance to isolate the major dynasties was just a small move. The real big move was to preserve the martial arts of a state, cutting off all borders between Yuzhou and other states, and giving Yuzhou a kind of seclusion. Lockzhou means.
