Chapter 335

"Yan Yi, are you curious now? Who am I The sound rang again after a long time.

The man was already very sleepy under the tree, but he didn't dare to sleep because of Jiang chenbi's disappearance. Now he suddenly heard this sound and became alert. The voice laughed softly again, "it seems that you really care about her."

This feeling of being held by people's pulse is naturally extremely uncomfortable. Yan Yi's eyes suddenly become cold. When he can't see himself, he can't figure out what the person's purpose is. He doesn't know whether to speak out or to be soft. He can only test the scale of his mouth.

"You asked me to release the sword. I have already done it. Please make clear what you want to do next. I have only one word. If you hurt her by half a cent, I will hasten the collapse of the mountain, and I will kill you if you dig three feet into the ground. "

The man said, "hum, don't talk big. If you walk a hundred steps, you will see the waterfall turn left."

Yan Yi acted according to his words. Now he had a general idea of the man's means, which was nothing more than to use the gap between the stone walls in the mountains to transmit sound, creating the illusion that he was shadowy, but this at least showed that he knew the terrain very well. What's more, he didn't have the best weapon, so the man didn't intend to compete with him openly.

However, after so many years in the burial palace, Yan Yi learned a lot about the conspiracy and intrigue. Yan Yi's hand touched the hidden weapon on his waist without trace, and he had a calculation in his heart.

He slowed down his pace and tried to adjust his breathing to normal. At the moment, even though his heart was burning like a fire, he had to calm down on the surface. Only by being calm can he think rationally.

Turning around a flying waterfall, I suddenly see a forest of Steles, which are full of familiar names.

Yan Yi's eyes flashed slightly. This time, he slowed down his pace unconsciously. His fingers stroked the uneven stone tablets one by one. He looked at them one by one. The more astonished they were, all the thugs and worshippers of the burial palace, and some of them were disciples of his own school.

Those names were written in red cinnabar on the stone tablet, dense, can not see the end, a gust of wind blowing, it seems that the soul of the town bell will ring, jingling sound, a strange.

There is a blank stone tablet in the middle of which nothing has been written on it. Only a very small carving knife has been used to draw the figure. Although it is only the upper part of the body, the details are completely dealt with. Yan Yi bends down slightly.

The man's eyebrows are natural and elegant, his facial features are like heavenly carving, and his clothes are flowing like the wind of Wu Dai. He has the posture of fairyland.

Yan Yi's hand suddenly stopped, and his memory broke out like seeds under the melting ice and snow. Those seemed to have turned into swords and swords and pavilions buried in the world palace. He slowly took back his hand and suddenly realized something.

This man is a teacher who once taught himself.

Xiao Mianning.

But when did he die?

When the wind blows down the withered leaves, Yan Yi is still immersed in the sadness of his old friend's withering. Suddenly, his right ear trembles slightly. Yan Yi suddenly turns over and spins around quickly. Almost at the same time, a dart is slightly over the top and inserted into the stone tablet in front of him.

"You're here at last." Yan Yi slowly turned around and murmured at a Maple Grove, "should I call you Mr. Yao Guang, or Zhou Lingtao?"

The man's feet are very light, and his body is clear. Even though he is holding a wooden stick, he is still graceful and graceful in the places where he is walking through the hall.

"Did you see the man painted on the stone tablet?" Unexpectedly, they didn't fight against each other. Yao Guang's voice was unexpectedly calm, like a lover's babbling, "master has lived in the Wulin disputes for most of his life. One day, he can calm down and have a rest."

Yan Yi's face was awe inspiring, almost unbelievable, "you killed him!"

Yao Guang sneered, "it should be you who killed him." His delicate and elegant face was twisted a little bit. Yan Yi was good-natured and could not feel his head. What surprised him most was that he could not feel a trace of life in Yao Guang's body. If it was not for the hatred in the eyes of men, he could not even be sure whether the person standing in front of him was a living person.

"What do you say? He has taught me in the end, and though I'm not afraid, I'm polite, and I've never transgressed. "

If you look at the figure on the stone tablet, it's really exquisite. I don't know how much mental effort Yao Guang spent to depict this person into his bones. Is it really divine?

Perhaps, it was for Xiao Mianning's sake that Yan Yi restrained his original intention of killing by three points, and even secretly thought that he could solve their old-year feud without resorting to military force.

However, he soon found that this was just his wishful thinking. At the same time, Yao Guang's look suddenly changed. It was almost a strange smile but cold into the bone marrow. His face was so blue that he did not have a trace of blood. He walked towards Yan Yi step by step.

"Killing is killing. Do you think it's a sword? What's so painful to die in a sword? It's hard to live with a lifetime of sin. What do you know... A guy who can only dominate among the dead... "Yan Yi suddenly recalled that it was not that he had a bad memory, but that these things had been gone for ten years, and things had changed for a long time. What's more, how could he know the consequences of his own words?

"Because I made your letter public?" Yan Yi was really confused. "I just didn't expect that you would fall in love with your master..." seeing Yao Guang's face more and more cold, he coughed and changed his mouth. "I didn't think it was just... It was my fault. I'll make up for it with you. But you spent a lot of time to make this play, just to let me see the spirit of master Xiao?"

In his heart, he knew that things would not be so simple. When Yao Guang was buried in the world palace or Zhou Lingtao, he was a young man with a little gloomy and cold. What's more, he has been planning for so many years step by step? But he never thought that Yao Guang's hatred was so deep that he grinned and said, "kneel down."

"... ha?"

"I want you on your knees." Yao Guang's voice was light and light, "kneeling in front of Xiao Mianning's spirit to admit his mistake."

Yan Yi stepped back a little and looked at the man in front of him from top to bottom again. If he hadn't said this kind of words in such a cool and hateful tone, he might have sent some of his former teachers, but --

"why?" Yan Yi's eyes were not humble or arrogant, "Ling Tao, you ask yourself, even if there is no letter, can you always hide your mind and go to the earth with this secret? Even if Xiao Mianning was not the first to know about this, what happened? He doesn't like men, much less you! "

Yao Guang is like a puppet on the verge of falling apart. His limbs are trembling slightly, and his face is even more distorted. "You, say, what, what?"

That's it. Yan Yi said in his heart that his words were not surprising and he would die. It was no use for him to soften up. Yao Guang's eyes were obviously a feud for each other, and he could not fool the past in a few words. In this case, let's try to find a flaw in his anger.

"You are devoted to love. I'm afraid that master Xiao is innocent all his life, and will not accept his apprentice's evil heart on the funeral day." Yan Yi shakes his head and sighs, but his heart is mixed with five flavors. His old friend turns into an enemy. His former friendship with his classmates is being destroyed by his own hands. This kind of taste is not good at all. At least, his inner core is not as straightforward as it is on the surface.

However, Zhou Lingtao, you forced me.

"You made a big scene because of this, but you were Xiaoxiao Sasa. Do you know how many mess Lu Yunjian and Xiao Mianning cleaned up for you behind your back?" Yan Yi's tone is not high, but his words are very critical. "Lu Yunjian is just like that. He is used to both sides of the mountain. I'm afraid he has long forgotten you. However, master Xiao has been stabbed by the old scholar on the mountain for several years. What can I remember about you? I don't think I hate... "

" shut up! " Yao Guang suddenly raised his eyes, his face was on the verge of madness, "shut up! Do you want to try to piss me off? "

Having said everything, Yan Yi calmed down and said, "isn't that what you want? Although it's not a fair and aboveboard means to lead me up the mountain and take away my subordinates, I don't think it's strange to think that you have been living in the dark all these years! "

Yao Guang fixed his eyes on Yan Yi, his eyes resentful to his bones. However, it gradually cooled down, like a raging fire was extinguished. He slowly drew a smile pattern. If it was put on a normal day, his smile would make people feel like spring breeze. However, at this moment, there is a kind of unspeakable strangeness.

Although Yan Yi's face was light, and his heart was full of vigilance and vigilance, he was always ready to fight Yao Guang to death. He knew that this was an inevitable battle between the two men. However, when he saw Yao Guang's pale face in the bright sunlight, he still felt sad.

These people, he or Lu Yunjian, all they want is just a little bit of things, but they can't even do these things. They have to kill each other because of the hatred in the past. Even if Yao Guang dies in his hands again today, will he be content to go underground?

No, it's just another ghost in the nightmare.

Yao Guang suddenly throws a thing, and Yan Yi subconsciously dodges it. However, the strength of the object is not great. It falls on the ground obliquely. Yan Yi bends down to pick it up and thinks it is something old of Yao Guang and Xiao Mianning.

The little hairpin is colorful and not gaudy, but the iron and steel straight man with Yan Yi can still see its lustrous and colorful.

However, this is not Jiang chenbi's ornament. She doesn't like these fancy things. Yan Yi frowns, "do you want to tell me that you have a daughter-in-law?"

Yao Guang:....

but soon, his smile was even stronger, and he even showed some pity.

"Yan Yi, you guessed it well. I'm really a golden house with hidden beauty. But she's not my wife. She's just a bird I kept in captivity. By the way, her name should be familiar to you. Her name is Sanskrit."