Boxer

Chapter 220 Yanshan Mountain.

Although the room was very dim, Yan Yin could still see clearly the extra person in the room.

"Senior Beishan, it's you." Looking at the figure in the room, Yan Yin said in amazement, "Why are you here? Did you come to find me specially?"

Nodding, the figure looked at Yan Yin.

A head of white hair, even in a dark room, still pierced Yan Yin's eyes.

He couldn't understand why this person who looked only 50 years old had white hair.

The person who appeared in Yanyin's room was the white-haired man Beishan whom he met in front of the Xiawu Gate that day.

With eyes like torches, Bei Shan looked at Yan Yin with a trace of excitement, and said, "You just practiced Qingyue Jue."

"Well," stunned for a moment, Yan Yin's expression tightened, and he looked at Beishan with an unfriendly expression, and said, "Who is the senior?"

In his hand, a long sword has appeared, which is the phantom.

Few people knew about his practice of Qingyue Jue. Even Su Yanying, the spirit king, knew that Yan Yin was a practitioner, but he didn't know what kind of exercises he practiced.

But now, Beishan in front of him actually revealed the skills he cultivated in one word, so Yan Yin felt a little on guard.

Holding the long sword horizontally, Yan Yin's breath began to fluctuate.

Although Beishan and Xiaobai have a good relationship, and he also has some familiarity with Beishan, but facing Beishan's self-cultivation skills, Yanyin can't help but become a little wary of Beishan.

Although he didn't know Beishan's strength, according to his analysis, he should also be a Martial King.

Looking at Beishan secretly vigilantly, Yan Yin's true energy began to surge, and if there was anything wrong, he would rush out of the room and fly to the sky.

Facing a Martial King, although Yan Yin believed that he had good strength, he also knew that he was not his enemy.

This is a gap, an absolute gap.

Looking at the long sword in Yan Yin's hand, Beibei let out a surprise and said, "This sword seems to be somewhat similar to Madam's sword."

Looking at Yan Yin, Bei Shan smiled and said, "You don't have to be so vigilant, I don't have any malicious intentions, you just need to tell me, yes or no,"

Yanyin didn't answer Beishan's question, but said with a cold expression, "Senior, visit my room at night. Although you are a martial king, and Xiaobai has a good relationship with you, it's a bit too much. As for your The problem, I think you should tell me who you are first, and then talk about it later, "

Yan Yin is not the kind of person who trusts people who have met once, and there are only a few people who can be trusted by him.

Moreover, they are all women, such as Fang Xue, Lin Qing'er, Ye Qingchen and Su Yanying.

Even his master Yan Haoran, Yan Yin still has something to hide.

Seeing Yan Yin's appearance like this, Bei Shan began to smile more and more, "Not bad, not bad, very similar to the general back then, with a careful mind, a strong sense of defense, and a very good strength, very good, very good,"

Looking at Beishan, Yanyin felt a little weird, listening to his tone, he seemed to know herself.

"Who are you? Report your name. Otherwise, even if you are a martial king, Fang Yin will be defied." Yan Yin asked in a low voice, "You belong to General Feng Yunxiao."

"Feng Yunxiao," Beishan snorted coldly when he heard the name, "He doesn't have the qualifications yet,"

Looking at Yanyin, Beishan said seriously and solemnly, "The Qingyue Jue you cultivated has a total of nine levels. It was passed down to you by your mother. Your mother was Wan Qing, a genius disciple of Qingyue Mountain. Later, She married your father, and your father was the commander of the [-] army in Northern Xinjiang, Yan Yi, you have an older sister named Yan Yue, who is currently practicing in Qingyue Mountain, isn't she?"

Seeing Bei Shan tell his details one by one, Yan Yin's heart tightened suddenly, the sword in his hand clenched a little unconsciously, and he quietly stood on tiptoe.

"During the ten years, your father took you to the Yanyun Mountains and passed a small town. In that small town, one of your guards was killed. Later, you were saved by your father. Didn't it?" Beishan continued, "Later, you went to the Yanyun Mountains, and you stayed there, while your parents, with their troops going south, came to the imperial capital, didn't they?"

"And half a year later, something happened to your father, and you and a little girl named Yanlan entered the Yanyun Mountains. Later, you met a female dove, and then you were pushed into a cave by Yanlan's life." Inside, yes or no," looking at Yan Yin, Bei Shan said slowly, "Yan Yin,"

Looking at Beishan, Yan Yin was horrified. What Beishan said was exactly what he had experienced at the beginning, and, like the person involved, he said it clearly.

His expression changed a bit, Yan Yin stared at Bei Shan firmly, and then said relaxedly, "Senior Bei Shan, Fang Yin doesn't know what you're talking about, I don't understand what you're saying at all, besides, my name is Fang Yin Yin, it's not Yanyin, I think, the senior seems to have admitted the wrong person, "

"Hmm," looking at Yan Yin, Bei Shan frowned, and looked at Yan Yin with torch-like eyes, as if he wanted to see his heart clearly.

Seeing Beishan like this, Yanyin began to guess who this person was.

However, he couldn't admit his identity because he didn't know who Beishan was.

Seeing Beishan staring at him, Yan Yin relaxed instead, pretending to be casual and smiled, "Fang Yin didn't understand what the senior said just now, but you said that I am the son of Yan Yi, the leader of Northern Xinjiang. It's a bit strange, I heard that Yan Yi's son was captured and killed by General Feng Yunxiao, and I was just a student who entered Oriental College after being expelled from Southern College, so how could I be Yan Yi's son? Come to think of it, Senior was joking, right?"

But having said that, Yan Yin's mind began to turn rapidly, secretly analyzing who Beishan was.

"Seeing that he knows so many things, it seems that Yiqing has experienced those things back then. Moreover, he even knows Lan'er, and it seems that he has also been to the Yan clan, but who is he, Beishan Beishan... ..." Yan Yin was thinking secretly, suddenly seemed to think of something, and couldn't help but suddenly looked up at Beishan.

His gaze was like electricity, and a majestic aura suddenly gushed out of Yan Yin's body, covering the whole room in an instant.

The sudden burst of breath surprised Bei Shan, but when he saw Yan Yin's expression, Bei Shan smiled.

Outside, people who were practicing in their own room were awakened by Yan Yin's breath.

The majestic aura, like a stormy sea, woke up the students in the entire Oriental Academy, and even the lights of the Southern Academy on the opposite side were lit up one after another.

Many people looked at Yan Yin's room.

"This is... Fang Yin's aura, such a strong aura,"

"Is this his real strength? It's terrifying. At least he's Wu Zong. No, he's even stronger than Wu Zong."

Mo Wuqing also walked out of his room in surprise, and rushed to Yan Yin's room, "Fang Yin, Fang Yin, what happened?"

"Don't come in," Yan Yin's voice came to everyone's ears in the room, "Everyone, don't come near my room,"

The voice was cold, without a trace of breath, like ice cubes in the cold winter, which shocked everyone.

Mo Wuqing, who was running towards Yanyin's room, stopped abruptly.

"What happened, Fang Yin, how could he be like this?"

"Did something happen? Could it be that something went wrong in his cultivation?"

Immediately, discussions arose in the entire yard.

At this time, many people from the Southern College sensed Yan Yin's aura and rushed towards him.

"Teacher Su, what happened, just now, it seems to be Fang Yin's aura," the emperor and his party came to Su Yanying's side, looked nervously at Yan Yin's room, and asked.

On Su Yanying's exquisitely beautiful face, there was also some worry, and she said, "I don't know, I just noticed that there seems to be another person in Fang Yin's room."

In Yanyin's room, Yanyin stared at the white-haired Beishan, and said, "You, are you him?"

Looking at Yan Yin, Bei Shan slowly stretched out his hand and said, "Yin'er, it's me"

Putting his hand on Yan Yin's shoulder, Bei Shan choked up and said, "It's me, your Uncle Yan Shan,"

As he spoke, two lines of excited tears flowed from Beishan's eyes, he hugged Yanyin and said, "Young Master"

Yan Yin's eyes were full of tears, he had already taken the phantom sword into his body, and let Beishan... no, it should be Yanshan holding it.

Yan Shan was exactly the rough man back then, but this short but long ten years not only changed his appearance, but also turned his black hair into white.

Looking at Yan Yin, Yan Shan said excitedly, "I knew it, you must be him, although you deny it, but I know, you will definitely remember,"

Nodding, Yan Yin said, "Uncle Shan, is it really you? I thought you were dead."

Wiping the excited tears from the corners of his eyes, Yan Shan looked at Xiao Bai, and said, "Back then, I thought I would die, but I didn't expect that the General would leave Xiao Bai in the Yan clan. At that time, it was he who saved me. One life, "

After a pause, Yanshan said, "In those years, we always thought you were dead. We knew that one day, when we were practicing in the Yanyun Mountain Range, we suddenly heard a cry from the mountains. At that time, we guessed that that You are the person, so we crossed the Yanyun Mountains and searched everywhere for you, but we didn’t expect to find you in the south, and unexpectedly met you when we came to the imperial capital this time. It seems that this is really God’s will.”

Yan Yin didn't expect that Yan Shan would hear his cry when he dug out of the valley that trapped him. It seems that it was God's will, as Yan Shan said.

Looking at Yanshan, Yanyin seemed to think of something, and hurriedly asked, "Uncle Shan, you are talking about us, but Laner, what about Laner?"

Mentioning Lan'er, a trace of sadness flashed across Yan Shan's face, and he said, "Miss Lan'er, she... oh"

Seeing Yan Shan's expression, Yan Yin couldn't help feeling tense, and asked nervously, "Uncle Shan, Lan'er, isn't she?"

Shaking his head, Yan Shan was about to speak when he suddenly noticed something and hurriedly said, "I'll tell you later, someone is here,"

After finishing speaking, Yan Shan strode forward and disappeared in front of Yan Yin.

And Yan Yin's room had been opened at some point, and outside the room, the students of the Oriental Academy who hadn't seen any movement in the room for a long time were almost at the door.

(Sorry, I hurt my hand. The updated chapters will be adjusted. I accidentally burned my hand when I was boiling water yesterday. It is not very serious, but it is still a bit inconvenient when typing, so the typing speed has dropped. There will also be fewer chapters. This week, I don’t think I can guarantee three updates every day. Sorry, but I promise not to stop updates. You can see this. I have never stopped updates, and the average is [-] per day. Words, order, today is April Fool's Day, I was fooled by my cousin all morning, I feel helpless)