Juvenile Song Xing's Reappearance

Chapter 25

Luoxiaxuan

Sikong Changfeng, who was dressed in a black robe, looked at the Cangshan Mountain in the distance, which sometimes had a cold light, and said slowly: "Luoxia, have you seen the sword of the sword fairy's anger?"

"I've seen him. He pulled out his sword once for me. He thought that the so-called immortals should be too forgetful. Except for the angry sword immortal who is famous for anger, everyone including him seems not to easily It's like being angry." Yin Luoxia walked to Sikong Changfeng and said slowly.

"Yes, I don't get angry easily, but when I get angry, the sword I draw can destroy the world." Sikong Changfeng turned his head to look at Yin Luoxia and said quietly: "But this time Hanyi is angry."

"Because of Lei Wujie? Or because of Xiaohan? Song Yanhui really hurt one of them?" Yin Luoxia frowned slightly. She had met Lei Wujie a few times, but she had some appreciation in her heart , but when it comes to Xiao Xiaohan, she doesn't quite believe that Song Yanhui can hurt her.

"I'm afraid it's because Lei Wujie pulled out the Ting Yu sword. The reason for pulling out the sword is the last thing she wants to accept. Han Yi actually cares about Lei Wujie, and besides, she has been waiting for him for so many years." Sikong Changfeng sighed, looked at Yin Luoxia and said, "Go and have a look, Luoxia, you and Song Yanhui once had a relationship by the Canglan River, he was known as 'cutting water with one sword', and you It's 'Break the river with one palm', go and save him once."

At this moment, Yin Luoxia slowly closed her eyes and took a deep breath. Even if she went, would she be able to block the sword that the sword fairy slashed out in anger?Besides, Li Hanyi got his true biography, and she really didn't want to recall his sword.

"If you don't go, the lord of Wushuang City, one of the four majestic cities in the world, will die in Xueyue City today. This can be regarded as ending the karma between you and him," Sikong Changfeng said slowly.

At this time, Yin Luoxia slowly opened her eyes, nodded, and ran towards Cangshan Mountain.

At this moment, Song Yanhui's Water Breaking Sword had fallen into Li Hanyi's hands.

Li Hanyi saw Iron Horse Binghe in his left hand and Duan Shui Sword in his right. He raised his hand slightly, as if he was about to unleash that peerless two-handed swordsmanship.

"Everyone knows that Baili Dongjun, the Jiuxian, used to hold swords with both hands and rule the world, but he has never seen me, Li Hanyi, holding two swords and dying in my hands. You should have no regrets." Li Hanyi said coldly .

Song Yan spat blood back, and said with a pale face, "Try the sword today, and I will have no regrets in the future."

"You are exhausted by the whole city, otherwise your cultivation level will not only last longer than now," Li Hanyi said coldly, with both swords in his hands out.

"Give me mercy!" Yin Luoxia hurriedly shouted when she saw Li Hanyi's movements when she ran over from a distance.

Xiao Xiaohan did the same, turned his head and glanced coldly at Yin Luoxia who was running over.

Li Hanyi didn't care, and still handed out the two swords in his hands unhurriedly.

"No!" Yin Luoxia shouted, the lord of Wushuang City died tragically in Xueyue City, the consequences are unimaginable!
Iron Horse Binghe suddenly withdrew his scabbard.

The water-breaking sword was also inserted into Song Yan's back leg.

Song Yanhui, who was facing death, was also taken aback for a moment, then opened his eyes indifferently, and asked, "Why?"

Li Hanyi didn't answer, turned around and walked in front of Xiao Xiaohan, "Give me Lei Wujie." Then he walked slowly up the mountain.

Xiao Xiaohan nodded, and handed over Lei Wujie in his arms.

"Yin Luoxia, I didn't expect you to be so afraid of Song Yanhui's death." Xiao Xiaohan said coldly, and followed Li Hanyi up the mountain after speaking.

Yin Luoxia hurriedly shook her head, she could tell that her daughter's words no longer had any emotion for her. It was the first time she saw her, and she had a little emotion, even if it was only a little bit, but this time there was nothing.

"Okay, your sword is the guardian sword. It's the same as your mother. Although this is the last result he and I want to see, you should be like this. Because your father's surname is Lei and your mother's surname is Li. I accept this In the end, he will be happy for you," Li Hanyi said in a low voice.

Yin Luoxia looked at Song Yanhui in front of her, and Xiao Xuanli's words sounded in her ears again: "Make a break with him, you don't want the prince to let Yuluo come in person."

Seeing that although he was covered in wounds, but still breathing, he couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief, and after feeling relieved, he couldn't help but kicked him in the past: "You still can't beat him after three times, so you still want to beat him? You are done!"

Song Yanhui turned her back slowly and stopped looking at her. What he feared most in Xueyue City was not Xueyue Sword Immortal, but the woman behind her.

On the second day, Lei Wujie opened his eyes in the thatched hut, sat up, and saw Xiao Xiaohan who was wearing a red dress with his sleeves rolled up half of his arms, exposing his white jade-like arms. What did you find.

"Sister, what are you doing?" Lei Wujie asked.

Xiao Xiaohan wiped the sweat from his forehead, holding a medicine jar with both hands, turned to look at Lei Wujie who was sitting on the bed, "I'll make you an ointment, what can I do."

"Sister, can you make ointment?" Lei Wujie asked suspiciously.

Sitting next to Lei Wujie, Xiao Xiaohan took off the clothes on Lei Wujie's injured arm, and wiped some ointment from the medicine jar with his other hand, "Little idiot, I am the apprentice of the medicine king Xin Baicao. over something.

While speaking, he applied the ointment on Lei Wujie's injured arm.

The moment he put it on, Lei Wujie felt a chill all over his body, smelling the penetrating fragrance of Xiao Xiaohan's body, it was like ice and fire.

Afterwards, Xiao Xiaohan wrapped some gauze around Lei Wujie's arm, dressed him, patted his head and said, "Sister, does it smell good?"

Lei Wujie scratched his head with a smile.

"Let's go, Li Hanyi wants to teach you swordsmanship."

Said Xiao Xiaohan also walked out of the thatched cottage, Lei Wujie also followed after seeing the rain sword.

I saw Li Hanyi sitting outside the thatched cottage with his back facing him, with the iron horse Binghe stuck beside him.Li Hanyi heard the footsteps behind him, but he didn't turn his head. He just said indifferently: "Starting today, I will officially teach you swordsmanship."

"What kind of swordsmanship?" Lei Wujie said happily.

"Sword drawing technique" Xiao Xiaohan interjected.

Li Hanyi also glared at her, while Lei Wujie was full of doubts, "Master, didn't I draw Tingyu? Why did I draw my sword?"

Li Hanyi stood up and put his hand on the hilt of his sword: "Don't underestimate the skill of drawing a sword. When a master fights, drawing the sword is life and death. The moment of drawing the sword is very important. Today I will teach you You have memorized the sword formula."

"What sword art?" Lei Wujie asked hastily.

"Hidden sword, wind and thunder." Li Hanyi turned around, still holding the hilt tightly, but there was a dark thunder at the hilt. Although Lei Wujie was a few steps away from him, he could still feel that The sword seems to be out of stock.

The surrounding wind also became bitter at this time.Xiao Xiaohan's red shirt standing beside Li Hanyi also floated up.

Li Hanyi suddenly drew out his sword and pointed it at Lei Wujie.Lei Wujie, who was dozens of steps away from Li Hanyi, was stunned for a moment, and then broke out in cold sweat all over his body, feeling as if it wasn't a sword pointing at him, but dozens of swords pointing at him, piercing his back.

Li Hanyi put away the sword in his hand, Lei Wujie knelt down on one knee, his head was covered with sweat.

"Draw the sword in all directions" Li Hanyi slowly said the other half.

Lei Wujie took a heavy breath: "The disciple wrote it down."

Li Hanyi nodded, turned around and was about to leave, only to see Lei Wujie behind him hesitated for a moment, and called Li Hanyi, "Master."

Li Hanyi stopped in his tracks, "What's wrong?"

"Then Song Yan..." Before Lei Wujie finished speaking, Xiao Xiaohan coughed, her phoenix eyes slightly stared at Lei Wujie, her cherry lips parted slightly, and she said something, but she didn't say it out loud.

Lei Wujie understood what Xiao Xiaohan meant, which meant "shut up".

"Then when will master follow me to Leimen to meet my master?" Lei Wujie asked.

"When you can try the sword with me." After Li Hanyi finished speaking, he jumped up and disappeared into the forest.

Lei Wujie scratched his head helplessly, while Xiao Xiaohan walked up to Lei Wujie and punched him in the eye.

"Sister, what are you doing, why are you hitting me again?" Lei Wujie gasped, covered his eyes, and looked at Xiao Xiaohan and said.

"You talk too much" Xiao Xiaohan turned around and walked down the mountain, "Little fool, don't you want to follow Xiao Sema to step into the apocalypse? When you get to the apocalypse and see my father, you can use this set of swordsmanship in front of him and let him have a look."

"Oh"

At the foot of the mountain, a person also opened his eyes.

"If a sword cuts off the water, a thousand rivers will never flow," Song Yan replied.

Sitting next to him was Fairy Luoxia who once broke the river with one palm.

Few people in the rivers and lakes know that the two have a relationship, not only in the friendship of saving tens of millions of disaster victims together, but also in the wonderful affection that arose after getting along day and night during that period of time.However, the man who was destined to be born for the sword in this life still left in the end.

And it is this kind of wonderful affection that in the eyes of Tianqi is a joke, the kind of joke that can't even laugh.

Yin Luoxia knew that if Yu Luo really came, no matter who you were, he would kill you directly.

Yin Luoxia knows all of this, but she just wants to live a good life. Tianqi's life is not what she wants, and this...

"Why are you in Xueyue City?" Song Yan sat up and said with some embarrassment.

Yin Luoxia sneered and said: "I was tricked by that bastard Sikong Changfeng, and I bet with him for three games in a row, but this guy paid a thousand dollars, and I lost three games in a row. Also, why are you pretending to be confused? Believe it or not, you don't know that I'm in Xueyue City."

"What's the difference between being present and not present?" Song Yan smiled back.

Yin Luoxia ignored him, and just taunted him with words: "Then it doesn't matter if you win or not. You challenged Li Hanyi four times in a row, but you lost more and more each time. This time you almost lost your life." The Princess Yong'an next to Li Hanyi can kill you in that situation, you know, she kills you, she kills you, she doesn't care who you are, what kind of sword are you practicing, if I were you , sold the sword, went to the countryside, and found a woman to marry."

Thirteen years ago, on the banks of the Canglan River, there was a young girl at that time, the fairy also said: "Stop practicing swords, we sell the swords, and go to the countryside to build a house."

Song Yanhui shook his head like he did 13 years ago: "I have taken in an apprentice, looking at the whole Jianghu, there is no second one except Princess Yong'an. He will definitely shoulder the responsibility of revitalizing Wushuang City, we Losing to Li Hanyi, but my apprentice won't."

Yin Luoxia smiled, "Wu Shuang City, is that so important? Do you know that Ruilong's army is in Xueyue City, as long as Princess Yong'an speaks, Wu Shuang City will become a dead city in an instant. Also talk about Wushuang city not Wushuang city."

Song Yan bowed her head and remained silent.

"Being better than Xueyue Sword Immortal, is it really that important?

Song Yanhui walked to the door silently.

"What about me? I'm not important?"

Song Yan pushed back the door and walked quickly into the yard, avoiding this terrible topic.Yin Luoxia leaned against the door, watching his leaving back with a sad face.Song Yanhui remained indifferent and walked quickly, as if he did not dare to raise his head like a heartbroken gentleman.

"Xinlian is right, Xinlian is right" Yin Luoxia understood at this moment.

It was supposed to be a quiet and sentimental picture.

But suddenly it was torn apart by a roar.

"Fuck you heartbreaker."

Song Yanhui turned her head hastily, only to see a kick coming at him.He was about to evade, but his shoulder hurt. The injury he suffered from the sword fight with the sword fairy yesterday was so severe that he couldn't use his true energy at this moment.So, he was really kicked and flew out.

"You!" Song Yanhui got up from the ground and looked at the person in front of him.Wearing a white robe that is almost exactly the same as Yin Luoxia's, with a big "gambling" written on the back, it is clearly Yin Luoxia's direct disciple - Luo Mingxuan.

"What are you!" Luo Mingxuan's eyes widened, "I'll beat you to death, you heartless man!" Luo Mingxuan came here as usual to greet Yin Luoxia, and by the way discuss the results of yesterday's research on the immortal Liubo portrait , but saw this scene in front of him.It was clearly his master, Fairy Luoxia, who was mourning and complaining and wanted to keep this man, but this man was determined to marry his sword as his wife in this life, and couldn't help but want to seek justice for his master.Although Luo Mingxuan has always been bullying and shy of toughness, if he knew that the person in front of him was the lord of Wushuang City, he might turn his head and run away...

"You still dare to stare at me? Do you know whose territory this is?" Luo Mingxuan said angrily, and pushed out his palm, which was clearly Yin Luoxia's desolate palm, and he didn't keep his hand.

The clothes on Song Yanhui's body were shattered, and her whole body was almost shattered.In normal times, Luo Mingxuan would not be qualified to let him strike with a sword, but at this time, he was embarrassed.Because Song Yan knew that he couldn't beat him, and if he couldn't beat him, he ran away.

Luo Mingxuan was relentlessly chasing him, but Song Yanhui was worthy of the name "Yanhui", and his lightness kung fu was also very good.Dodging left and right, the two played hide and seek in the courtyard.

"Master, when I catch this heartless man, I will castrate him for you!" Luo Mingxuan said loudly.

Yin Luoxia covered her mouth and smiled lightly: "Okay!"

Song Yanhui, who was used to being the lord of a city, was already furious no matter how well-bred he was. Before he could say anything, a woman's voice came from the roof.

"All right."

Song Yan was taken aback when she heard that, and looked up at the roof, where a beautiful woman in green clothes sat quietly on it, the woman was Xinlian.

"You are?" Luo Mingxuan asked suspiciously.

"If you don't leave yet, the lord of a city is shameful here?" Xinlian said.

"Lord of a city?" Luo Mingxuan asked.

Song Yan jumped back onto the wall, looked at Yin Luoxia who was standing by the door on the wall, hesitated for a moment, turned her head and jumped off the wall.

Seeing Song Yanhui who had already left, Xinlian stood up slowly, looked down at Luo Mingxuan standing in the courtyard, and smiled, "Do you know who you just hit?"

"who is it."

"Wu Shuang City, City Lord Song Yanhui" Xinlian said slowly.

"What?" Luo Mingxuan's eyes widened, looking at Xinlian in disbelief.

Seeing this, Xinlian also smiled, jumped down from the roof, looked at Luo Mingxuan and said, "Are you scared? Your character is exactly like Xiao Xuanli when you were young, you are bullying and fearing hard."

Before Luo Mingxuan could say anything, Xinlian said again: "I want to talk to your master about something."

"But..." Luo Mingxuan looked at Yin Luoxia behind Xinlian and said worriedly.

"It's okay, let's go out first, and I will tell you another thing." Xinlian said: "That is, I don't like what I said, repeat it."

"Mingxuan, you go out first," Yin Luoxia said.

Luo Mingxuan looked at Yin Luoxia, then at Xinlian, nodded his head, turned and left.

Xinlian looked at Luo Mingxuan who was leaving, turned around to look at Yin Luoxia, and said slowly: "Have you figured it out?"

"Think about it, go back, go back to the apocalypse" Yin Luoxia had a smile on her face, but tears kept pouring down like a dam burst.

Xinlian nodded, and then looked somewhere behind her, "Come out, it's time to end the matter between you and your mother."

"Hehehe" a sneer came out, and then a red shadow came out with a touch of cold light, pointing directly at Yin Luoxia.

"The end? Sister Xinlian, my mother was already gone during the Langya King case in Mingde's 16th year, and she is nothing."

(End of this chapter)