Vol 8 Chapter 66: Eventful autumn

The moon is hanging like a hook.
It's late at night.
After a waning moon, the dim and dim light was transmitted from the clouds, and the sky was turbid.
The old quiet building was lit by a remnant candle, showing an old face flickering.
Wan Yan had a solemn face, sitting quietly, putting Buddha wood carvings in mud, without saying a word.
A gust of autumn wind blows in the strong osmanthus fragrance, and also shakes the lights of the residual candle. When the light in the room is dim, and there is a young man with a scar in the room when it comes back to light again.
"father."
The sharp, icy, sharp voice reminded me of Wan Ming alone.
His eyelids finally blinked, and he pulled out of the deep memory. Wan Ming Duming did not turn around, but just asked, "Coming back? How is it going?"
"As expected from his father, You Daming's colluded with the emperor's child, and Shuai Tianfan shot himself, killed his brother, hurt his father, and took the opportunity to use You Daming to capture the Royal Attendant." "Brother" is just a name.
Wan Yan took a deep breath and whispered: "No one hurts the tiger, and the tiger is harmful. Originally, I just wanted to use the emperor's stupidity to clear the impediment to the Central Plains for the emperor. I didn't think of it Unexpectedly provoked the old man ... "
Wan Ye stood up and shouted, and turned to look at the younger son, who was similar to his eldest son Wan Ye Ziyi, gladly came forward and patted his shoulder, and slowly said: "Zi Feng, Zi Feng, you finally Going home. In the past ten years, you have worked hard. In order to gain the trust of Ji Ruoyan, the father also has to endure love and let you enter the magic gate and mix into the Yuezong. And you really live up to your expectations and become Yuezong. The most outstanding disciple in a century. But you must always remember that you are the heir of my Xuanyin Gate, my wise son, Wan Xunzi Feng. "
Zi Feng solemnly bowed his head. "Son, don't dare forget."
Wan Ye dumbly patted Wan Ye Zifeng's shoulder with satisfaction, looked up and looked out at the moon, Shen said: "Finally, it is time to reach the most critical time. In order for the emperor to enter the Central Plains, replace the demon emperor, and also For the fierce revenge of Shimen and your mother and aunt, I endured a lifetime for my father, and finally exhaled. "
When referring to his mother, Zi Feng's cold eyes finally moved, showing a hint of hatred.
September.
The autumn is tall and airy, and the grass has long yellow leaves.
At this time, it is the season when the hare meat is delicious and the fox is foraging. It is the season when the eagle flutters and flies, and it is the season when the hunter hunts. All living creatures will do their best in this autumn season. Go ahead and prepare more rations just before winter.
The wilderness is so.
What about rivers and lakes?
The rivers and lakes in September are even more turbulent. In this battle of life and death, who is the fox and who is the real eagle?
September nine.
Purple Mountain.
A kid on Sansheng Island, holding a rare nine-grade sword in the world, arrogantly chooses the sword, making waves on the rivers and lakes, and the world is keen on knives.
September nine.
Purple Mountain.
It will be the fiercest collision and the most thrilling battle on the rivers and lakes in the past century.
One side is Luo breaking the enemy, and the other is Li Muchen.
A demon emperor, a sword god.
No matter which side wins, the rivers and lakes are a storm.
Compared to the battle between the sword and the emperor, the "Sword of the Emperor" is more like a side dish before appetizing, but the influence cannot be underestimated.
First day of September.
On the day of Chongyang, the two martial arts events have brought a lot of popularity and wealth to Luodu City. A large number of martial arts people have appeared in the streets and alleys of Luodu City. Compared with the twelfth veteran's grand occasion, it is more lively. Several times.
The inn in Luodu City is overcrowded, and many dwelling houses have begun to use signboards for rent. They are thriving and earn a few extra expenses before the year closes.
In addition, the smithy's business is getting better and better. All martial arts people, whether they will or not, like to step on a knife to show that they are qualified to win the Supreme Heavenly Sword.
But these rivers and lakes hawkers don't seem to be very good-tempered, they just pull their swords at each other. Everyone on the street had the expression "I'm not good at messing around", like a big gunpowder barrel, a little bit of a spark, I'm afraid it was the end of the fight.
It is rare to book a place in Chunhua House at noon.
Ye Qingxuan ordered a few dishes and asked for a pot of old wine.
The figure fluttered.
Xiao Bugan sat firmly across from the ground, snatched the jug, drank it, and then smiled, "Boy, I'm leaving for a while ..."
Ye Qingxuan watched two people and horses confront each other on the street, and he didn't look back authentically: "I heard that Brother Wei and Qiu Feiyan came to Luodu. You leave at this time, you want to cover it up?"
"Fart, who said I was trying to hide from them?" Xiao Bugan became angry and flushed, "Not for your kid?"
"For me?" Ye Qingxuan wondered.
Xiao Bugan smiled unnaturally ~ EbookFREE.me ~ said: "Do you think, Ye Chunxuan can't show up for such a big thing as the Chung Yeung Festival? Ye Qingxuan appears, what is handsome Tianfan to do? If two people can't appear at the same time, wouldn't it be suspicious? "
"That's right." Ye Qingxuan couldn't deny. "So you have to ..."
"So I have to leave quickly, pretend to be you, and do a few big things on the rivers and lakes, and you can't be idle, proving that we are not the same person ... lest the chain be broken at critical moments, especially when Zhandong comes ..."
When it comes to Zhandong, Ye Qingxuan couldn't help it.
But after thinking about it, in front of Luo Bodi, this kid is a fart ...
So it was clear.
"So ... with labor."
"That's it." Xiao Buxiang escaped as if to leave.
Ye Qingxuan could not help but sigh.
Emotionally, there is really nothing he can do to help Xiao. Because he was also messed up with messy feelings.
Ugh.
With a long sigh, Ye Qingxuan sat in the other side.
Only half a jug of good wine was poured into the other's mouth.
Ye Qingxuan poked his lips and said, "When will your kid be so indifferent?"
Zong Xuanha took a sip of wine, refreshing to the extreme: "Finally, I was promoted to Chief Captain Xing Tingwei, shouldn't it be celebrated? Thanks to the handsome guy for taking pictures ..."
"Don't mention me." Ye Qingxuan avoided him like a snake, saying: "You Daming and Huang Minglang have two lives on you, I don't know anything."
"Rest assured. I can't get in touch with you." Zong Xuan was obviously in a good mood and called Xiao Er for two pots of good wine.
"It's an eventful fall again." Ye Qingxuan couldn't help but sigh as he watched the two parties downstairs start to talk fiercely.
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