Chapter 225: The spirit of the sword (forty)

The sky is gray and the mist is silky. The East wants to know, Weihui is slightly exposed. A little orange-yellow glow is spreading and spreading from the dark sky, getting thicker and thicker.
Ye Hai, who was meditating in the forest, opened his eyes, and the face that was covered with wrinkles was slightly changed.
"Is Lin Jianshou?" Ye Hai slowly stood up, he didn't have to look back, and he knew who was behind him.
Lin Chang is very high in Ye Fu, even if it is Ye Hai, it must be called a sword.
"Exactly." Lin often replied.
"Is it... there is news of the owner?" asked Ye Hai. It was already the day of the duel, and he estimated that Ye Cheng should have arrived.
"Not bad." Lin often sneered: "The message is... Ye Cheng is dead."
"What are you talking about?" Ye Hai was shocked. He immediately turned and saw a cold face.
Lin Chang’s words are by no means a joke. First of all, this is not funny. Secondly, he is not a joke.
"In this period, I have to work hard." Lin often speaks in a gentle tone, but his eyes are full of excitement and pride. "You are here, take the hustle and bustle of the rivers and lakes for me. There were also spies sent by the court, all of which stopped, which saved me a lot of things."
"What do you mean? For you?" Ye Hai has faintly perceived the other's murderousness, so he also instinctively showed hostility.
"Oh... that handcuffs, do you remember?" Lin often smiled.
In Ye Hai’s brain, there was a shock, and there seemed to be white light in front of him. He has realized something, but he can't believe it is true. If this moment's blow is replaced by an ordinary old man, I am afraid that it has already passed out.
"You...you took the owner..." Ye Hai’s breathing was chaotic, and his expression was furious.
"I didn't say it, Ye Cheng is already dead." Lin Chang said with ease: "If you are still not confused, you should understand when you hear this sentence. The dynasty of the duel. I wrote That handcuffs, which I also wrote. Let the doormen not allow access to the instructions of the sword, the instructions to keep you here, etc....I mean."
"You!" Ye Hai rushed to attack the heart, causing the internal disturbance, he swayed back two steps: "Impossible... How are you..."
"How did I kill Ye Cheng? Hehe..." Lin often took his words: "Of course it is because. My martial arts are above him." His murder is getting more and more entrenched, but his hands are just behind his back. I didn’t mean to move the sabre at the waist.
It’s more difficult to kill him than to kill him. It’s more difficult to imitate his handwriting.
He smiled.
I followed Ye Cheng for many years and spent a few more. I studied his brushwork in the month and tried to achieve both form and spirit. But... even if I have confidence to deceive everyone, I am not sure I can fool your eyes." He slowly paced forward: "When I put When the handcuffs are handed to you, I am really worried that you will see the flaws. Fortunately, in the end, you did not express any objection, but just did it."
"I did see a little weirdness at the time..." Ye Hai’s body was shaking, he bit his teeth: "But I think..."
"Ha ha ha ha..." Lin often interrupted him with a big smile: "You feel that killing the owner, picking up the duel, and passing the handcuffs...any of these things is impossible. Yes. Hahaha..." He couldn't help but laugh: "And these things are all self-contained. It's even more impossible?"
"Lin Chang, Ye Jia has a high grace for you..." Ye Haidao: "Why are you..."
"Far fare!" Lin Chang's face suddenly appeared the color of anger: "When is the height of the heavens? Why do you talk about it? This martial art is my own practice; the status of the blue-sword sword is my own roll out on the knife edge. I have been working hard for Yefu for many years. Aren't these all I deserve?
The martial arts I learned at Ye Family, any disciple who went to Yefu, had the opportunity to learn. And Ye Jia’s family has never been to school, isn’t it just to pass on their own descendants? Ye Cheng and Ye Muzhen can learn the 'Yejiajian Law' and learn ‘falling snow gods’. Why can't I? Because I am an outsider after all, no... next!

At this point, Lin often eyes down, and the whole body is murderous if the river rushes to the old man in front of his eyes.
The fierce swordsmanship emerged from Lin’s fingers. At this moment, there is no sword to win the sword. The sword smashed dozens of leaves in the forest and attacked Yehai.
At the same time, Lin Chang's face is ridiculous: "It's ridiculous that you are an old slave, and you have been a horse for a lifetime, and you feel that you have received a lot of kindness."
This killing move, Mo said to avoid, Ye Hai has never seen him, he was instantly through the blade-like leaves through the mouth, spurting blood.
Perhaps it is self-aware that the fate has arrived. After Ye Hai’s injury, it has calmed down:
Oh... maybe you said it makes sense, but this world has always been like this. I am not born in the rich family, not in the martial arts. After the famous door, this is my life, my life is not good, and I can’t complain.
I am very clear about how Ye Jia treats me. They are innocent to me, this is grace; I am willing to serve, this is righteousness.
What kind of world is living, what kind of person to be. The old can't be killed, but at least it is alive and well.
And you Lin Chang, er... Ye Jia does not give you martial arts, where do you go to practice this martial arts? How do you make a name for yourself in the rivers and lakes without relying on the reputation of Yefu? Even if you think Yefu has no kindness to you, does Ye Family have a hatred with you?
It’s clearly your own wolf ambition, but you have to say that if someone owes you a debt..."
"Stop!" Lin Changyang pointed his hand, and a real gas broke out from his fingertips.
"If you can't change your life, you will die and lead you to death!" Lin often looks at each other with indifferent eyes: "I can be different from you to plant people... I can't help because of my life!"
After the breath, dozens of gas swords burst out from the body of Ye Hai, and blossomed with blood.
Ye Hai did understand it at the moment... Why Ye Cheng will die.
Lin Chang’s martial arts is no longer the realm that Ye Hai can understand. I am afraid that no one is his opponent when it is today.
"What do you want to do? This duel is..." Blood rushed from Ye Haikou, and dozens of holes in his body were also bloody. He leaned back against the tree and gradually fell to the ground and asked for the last sentence.
"Oh... you go to ask your homeowner below." Lin often said this, then turned and walked.
In fact, even if he is willing to answer this question, Ye Hai has not heard the answer...
In the east, a red sun burst out, dyed the sky of lavender into sky blue, and gold-plated for rolling clouds.
In the middle of the forest, under an old banyan tree, in a bloody, sitting an old man. He will not wake up again, but his eyes have never closed...