Cherry Blossoms Upon a Wintry Sword

Kunlun sent, it has been 100 years since Qionghua made this thing, but now it suddenly appears, there seems to be a torrent of rain.

Qionghua ordered that there must be a major event, and Wan Ji had a serious look and told Lin Yizhi about it.

After hearing this, Lin Biaozhi left, and looked at Lin Rufei again: "Xiao Lee, shall I return you to the hospital first?"

"Let's go with the elder brother." Lin Rufei knew that the matter was urgent and could not delay, and said, "Don't delay the business."

Lin Biaozhi nodded for a moment, and the matter was indeed urgent and could not be missed.

He pushed Lin Rufei straight to Qianshan.

At this time, many children of the Lin family had gathered in the Qianshan Hall. It was a gift to see Lin Rufei and Lin Yizhi coming. But after the ceremony, many people's eyes quietly fell on Lin Rufei.

In the Kunlun School, although there is only one branch of Lin Qionglou, the side coefficients are endless. Although these disciples all know that the Lin family has four sons, Lin Rufei rarely shows up on weekdays, so not many people have met him. So at this time I saw Lin Yingzhi pushing a handsome young man with a pale face wearing fox fur, more or less, cast some curious eyes.

Lin Rufei also got used to this kind of gaze, so he looked faint, as if not listening.

"How come Ru Fei has come." Lin Fanyu didn't call Lin Ru Fei's nickname in front of him. He stepped out of the crowd slowly, with dark eyes, and seemed unhappy.

"I want to come and see it." Before Lin Yizhi answered, Lin Rufei said something first. He said, "I'm worried about the second brother."

Lin Bianyu heard the dissatisfaction and laughed: "The second brother is very good, like Fei, don't worry."

Lin Biaozhi said helplessly: "Let's start with the business, is Qionghua Ling true?"

"Of course it is true." Lin Bianyu's voice turned cold. "Dare to take fake Qionghua and order Kunlun to die?"

"Where is the person?" Lin Yanzhi asked.

"It's in the tea room." Lin Bianyu said, he stepped forward and walked behind Lin Rufei's wheelchair. "I'm coming."

Lin Yizhi sighed, and did not fight with his brother.

Inside the tea room, light incense sticks, opened the curtain, and Lin Rufei saw the holder of Qionghua Ling who made the Kunlun faction close to the enemy, but when he saw the man, he was involuntarily exposed in surprise The color was noticed by Lin Zhizhi.

"If Fei has seen this person?" Lin Yingzhi whispered.

"Before going down the hill with Fuhua, I saw it once by the bridge." Lin Rufei said.

On that day, there was a drizzling rain, the flute sounded, and the swordsman wearing a bucket hat leaned against the bridge and sang in the rain. The most impressive thing is his blue eyes, which are exposed from the bucket, like the superb jade soaked in water, with the coolness of the bones. It is really beautiful.

At this time the swordsman by the bridge sat in the Kunlun school tea room, still wearing the black gauze-covered bucket hat, holding the hilt on the waist side.

On the table in front of him, there was a small token with an emerald as a gold thread, which was Qiong Hualing, which Lin Rufei had never seen before.

Lin Zhezhi came to the swordsman and said, "I don't know what your name is?"

The swordsman spoke, his voice hoarse: "Wang Wang."

Lin Zhizhi said: "Since Mr. Wang brought Qiong Hualing to Kunlun Mountain, it is my distinguished guest sent by Kunlun, but my father is still retreating now. If the request made by my husband is beyond my ability, I still have to wait for my father Go out and fulfill the promise. "He has now taken over some of the Kunlun factions, and there are some things that he cannot control.

Wang Yan said, "Without him, you can meet my requirements now."

As soon as this word came out, the atmosphere in the room was instantly frozen.

Lin Bianzhi and Lin Bianyu both looked very dignified, staring at Wang Xi at the tea table, they vaguely felt that Wang Yi's request did not seem as easy as he said.

"I'm better than a sword." Wang Yan's tone was gentle and sounded indifferent. "Like the most powerful swordsman on Kunlun Mountain."

Both Lin Biaozhi and Lin Bianyu were relieved. This request was hardly a requirement. The Kunlun School was famous for swordsmanship. Compared with swords, it was more common than drinking water.

However, Wang Yan continued: "I will use all my strength to compare the sword this time, so no matter whether it is life or death, no one is allowed to intervene."

Lin Bianyu felt something, and a smile appeared on his face. He said, "I don't know who Mr. Wang is looking for. He is still in retreat. On Kunlun Mountain, if my sword skill is second, no one dares to ask the first. One."

"Lin Bianyu!" Lin Yanzhi whispered angrily, "Who allowed you to intervene!"

Lin Bianyu smiled: "Brother, is my statement false?"

Naturally, there is no falsehood. I do n’t know the depth of Wang Ye ’s eyes. Lin Bianyu said this, but he wanted to draw Wang Ye ’s attention to himself. He did n’t worry about letting Lin Ye go. on. How can a person who can come up with Qiong Hualing and make such a request be an easy role to deal with.

Wang Yan's eyes fell on Lin Bianyu.

Although across the black veil on the bucket bucket, even Lin Rufei felt that the air was full of anxiety.

"The Kunlun school of swordsmanship is a must," Wang said. "Then I naturally look for the most powerful swordsman on the mountain than the sword." He spoke very slowly, as if he uttered every word and exhausted all his strength.

Lin Bianyu heard the words, her heart was slightly loose, and she smiled, "This is nature."

No one knew that Wang Xi turned his words and said coldly, "Unfortunately, you are not the most powerful swordsman on Kunlun Mountain."

The smile on Lin Bianyu's face disappeared instantaneously, and the midnight snack slung sideways on the waist slightly buzzed. He said blankly, "Is Mr. Wang planning to wait until my father leaves the house?"

Wang Yan said indifferently: "Stupid."

Lin Bianyu stiffened the fire: "Why is this statement?"

Wang Yandao: "Lin Qionglou has not closed the border for five years, and he deserves to be called the first swordsman?" He raised his hand, with a hint of excitement in his tone. "Fortunately, you still have to let Kunlun Mountain I'm disappointed— "He raised his hand and pointed at the person beside Lin Fanyu," I want to compare him with a sword. "

Lin Fanyu's body was not Lin Biaozhi, but Lin Rufei, who was sitting on a wheelchair with a pale face.

After a while, Lin Bianyu and Lin Bianzhi's faces were ugly.

Lin Zhizhi said busyly: "Mr. Wang, the younger brother Lin Rufei is weak since he was young, and he has never learned swords. How can you find him better than swords? I am afraid this is not appropriate."

Wang Yan said coldly, "Prince Lin, is my Qionghua order fake?"

Lin Yanzhi's face was iron-blue, and Lin Bianyu's hand holding the handle of the Tianxiao sword burst out with pale blue tendons. Obviously, he had pushed to the extreme. He almost squeezed a sentence from his teeth: "Mr. Wang actually wanted to find An untrained person is better than a sword? "

Wang Yi said: "Yes."

If it wasn't for Lin Bingzhi's eye diseased hand quickly holding Lin Bianyu's hand, I am afraid that the midnight supper at this time has been sheathed.

In the face of the murderous Lin Bianyu, Wang Yan smiled, and he slightly helped Futou, his blue eyes looming: "Master Lin, I will ask again, this time, is it possible or not?"

"Yes." Lin Rufei, who was sitting in a wheelchair, opened his mouth lightly. His voice was not loud, but he was shocked like Lin Baozhi and Lin Bianyu on the chest.

Lin Rufei had a gentle expression, as if he had promised only irrelevant matters. He said slowly: "According to the rules of the Kunlun School, Qiong Hualing is in hand. Mr. Wang's request, Kunlun School will always agree, but I did not Xi Jian, if it is really compared, I am afraid that you will not make you happy. "

Wang Yan said: "That counts me out of sight."

"Like Fei!" Lin Fanyu's face was extremely ugly, and he grabbed Lin Rufei's shoulder. "Don't say it, don't make a fool!"

"Brother." Lin Rufei turned her head to look at Lin Fanyu, but after seeing the expression on Lin Fanyu's face, she felt a little bit distressed. For many years, Lin Fanyu had not shown such a embarrassing look. In those two-way smiling eyes, even some less obvious prayers were brought.

He was praying, begging his beloved brother to retreat, and as long as Lin Rufei did not agree, it would not matter if he broke the Kunlun rules.

However, Lin Bianyu was doomed to be disappointed.

Lin Rufei's light-colored eyes receded. He looked at him and said, "Second Brother, don't forget, I'm also Lin."

Lin Bianyu shuddered.

Yeah, even if Lin Rufei is weak, it is also surnamed Lin. How can a person with surname Lin on the Kunlun Mountain be afraid of life and death and shrink back? This is Lin Bianyu's younger brother, even if he has never learned swords.

Even so, can I just watch Lin Rufei die under Wang Xi's sword?

Lin Bianyu stepped back and stopped speaking.

Lin Biaozhi controlled his voice as much as possible, but the slightly trembling voice also revealed his mood at this time: "I don't know Mr. Wang, when do you want to be like a Philip sword?"

"I still have a lot of places to go, and I'm very busy," Wang said, "so it's tomorrow, you've set the location."

Lin Yingzhi said yes.

Wang Yan got up and left the tea room, but just paused slightly while discriminating against Yulin in the same forest, and said seriously: "Your intention is good, but unfortunately, the sword skills are still three points."

Lin Bianyu expressionless: "Really."

Wang Yan said: "In a few years, maybe I will still be interested in fighting with you, but it's a pity." He helped Fudouyu, coldly, "Now you don't deserve my sword."

Lin Rufei could see that Lin Bianyu was using his whole body strength to control the urge to draw a sword, and he didn't move at all until Wang Yuan went away.

Lin Zhizhi also stood still, the atmosphere in the tea room was stiff and scary.

Lin Rufei had to paddle the chair to the table, picked up the Qiong Hualing, and laughed: "It's the first time I've seen this thing, I didn't expect it to be so beautiful."

"Little leek--" Lin Yanzhi called.

"Brother, I know what you want to say." Lin Rufei said calmly, "You have protected me for more than twenty years, and I just want to protect you once, like you protect me."

The author has something to say: Lin Bianyu: My brother is poor, weak and helpless, and someone wants to bully him! !! !! !!

Wang Yan: Don't you say I thought you'd flattened the mountain.

Lin Bianyu: My brother is poor, weak and helpless. He just cut a hill, and some people want to bully him! !! !!

Wang Yan :? ? ? ? ?