The sun is shining brightly and there are no clouds in the sky.
The Mixiang Valley is full of charming floral fragrance. I don’t know what flowers are emitted, or it is a mixture of various floral fragrances. It is summer now, and the valley is full of grass and green, and you can often see it.
Some small animals were running around, sometimes I saw a rabbit, sometimes I saw a fox. The breath of life is everywhere in the valley. Being here, people can't help but marvel at the magic of nature.
The weather is really good today. In this kind of weather, it is most suitable for an outing.
People like Zhao Zheng are here to collect herbs, not for a trip, but thanks to the good weather and the lazy sunshine, their mood for collecting herbs will also improve.
Due to Yu Ling'er's persistent refusal, she did not bring many people with her on this trip, only Yu Ling'er, Zhao Zheng and the sword slave.
At this time, the three of them were walking in the valley with small baskets on their backs, looking for traces of the magic grass as they walked. They were not only searching with their eyes, but also catching the smell of the magic grass. Yu Ling'er and Zhao Zheng were able to find it.
He was very serious, but the sword slave was not looking for him seriously, but was casually admiring the scenery in the valley. He came here mainly to protect Zhao Zheng, and also wanted to go down the mountain for a walk. Even if he didn't help, there was no one.
Can pick his brain.
Everyone moved forward, and when they were halfway there, Yu Ling'er suddenly jumped in one direction, jumped to the mountain wall three feet away, reached out and grabbed a medicinal herb growing in the cracks of the rocks.
After picking it, she floated around in mid-air and landed back on the ground.
Yu Ling'er pinched the herb with her hands and showed it to Zhao Zheng, who was traveling with her. The herb was violet in color. The stems were very thin. The leaves were lush and the roots were round like potatoes, covered with soil.
Zhao Zheng took a closer look and found that this was the target of their trip, the Mystic Grass. He smiled and said: "It seems that we were lucky today. We found a Mystic Grass not long after entering the valley."
Yu Ling'er nodded without saying anything else. She directly threw the blurry grass into the small basket and moved on.
Everyone walked around and made occasional gains. They found many blur grasses. In addition to this kind of medicinal herb, they also picked some other types of medicinal herbs, and the harvest was quite fruitful.
The Mixiang Valley is composed of many intertwined peaks and the terrain is complex. Zhao Zheng deliberately led everyone to the peak where Pixiu is located, intending to explore the truth. After all, this is his main purpose. If he can find some Pixiu footprints, he will
You can be sure that Pixiu is here.
But as this group of people was walking, a figure suddenly appeared from the rocks in front of them and stood in front of them. With the cultivation of Yu Ling'er and others, they were not able to discover this person in advance. It can be seen that this person's cultivation
For it to be high.
This man is tall and slender, wearing a light green straight jacket, and walks lightly and silently. On the surface, he is a middle-aged man in his thirties, with kind eyebrows, low eyebrows, and slightly squinted eyes.
The smile was not a smile. His hair was very long and tied back with a hairband. Under the blowing of the mountain wind, the black waterfall-like hair swayed lightly. He held a total of two things in his hand, and he carried a suitcase in his left hand.
There was a bamboo basket with some herbs in it, and a Tang Dao in his right hand, which he carried casually on his shoulder.
When Yu Ling'er saw this person, she was immediately startled. She frowned slightly, stopped, and subconsciously moved her hand to the sword hanging at her waist, ready to draw the sword at any time.
Zhao Zheng's reaction was a little slower, and then he looked at the person opposite. After seeing the person's face clearly, he took a breath of air-conditioning. He was even more surprised than Yu Ling'er. The reason why he was surprised was,
It was because he recognized this person's identity. The person opposite him turned out to be a top master of the Three Sword Sect!
There are three famous swordsmen in the Taishan Sect, collectively known as the Three Swordsmen of Taishan, and there are also four particularly famous swordsmen in the Three Sword Sect, collectively known as the Three Swordsmen and Four Emotions.
There are four people in these three swords and four emotions, namely ruthless, tender, lustful and oblivious. The smiling man in front of you is one of the four emotions, the tender swordsman!
This person's name is Wen Yuhou, and he has reached the realm of the Ninth Heaven, firmly surpassing Yu Ling'er and others. That's why Yu Ling'er and Zhao Zheng were so surprised when they met this person.
"I really didn't expect to meet you here. What a coincidence. Should I say I'm lucky, or should I say you're unlucky?" Wen Yuhou glanced at Zhao Zheng and the others with a smile, waved and said. Looking at him
His attitude was as if he were greeting a friend, not like a meeting between enemies at all.
Yu Ling'er was the strongest among the three, so she answered bravely: "Wen Yuhou, what are you doing here?"
"As you can see, I am collecting herbs." Wen Yuhou smiled and raised the bamboo basket on his left hand and shook it three times.
"As far as I know, the number of people in your sect is so prosperous that you, a gentle swordsman like you, will not be allowed to collect medicine."
"The sect didn't send me here today, but I came here on my own. It's not good to dance with swords and guns all day long. I should come out for some fresh air and enjoy the scenery occasionally, aren't you right?"
"It would be best if you just come to enjoy the scenery. We can keep the water in the well without disturbing the river. You take your Yangguan Road and I cross my single-plank bridge."
"Haha," Wen Yuhou chuckled and shook his head slightly, "I'm afraid that won't work. Although I didn't come here for you, since I bumped into you, I can't let you go easily. Otherwise, I will feel sorry for the dead old man.
Head."
"According to your opinion, do you have to fight with us?" Yu Ling'er said coldly.
"Of course it's okay not to do anything. Although I have practiced martial arts for many years, I don't like to fight and kill. You should have heard of this. I don't want to do anything to you unless I have to. As long as you promise to come back to me
When I get to the Three Sword Sect, I promise not to hurt a single hair on any of you." Wen Yuhou said leisurely.
The sword slave next to him could hear the smell of gunpowder between the two sides. Since he didn't know Marquis Wen Yu and couldn't figure out the reason, he interrupted and asked: "Hey, boy over there, who are you? Come up with me!"
Upon hearing this, Wen Yuhou moved his eyes, looked at Jiannu, and replied respectfully: "Haha, Second Master Jiannu, I'm so polite. My surname is Wen, my name is Yuhou, I have a small nickname in the world, and I am called
People call him the Tender Swordsman, but I don’t know if you have ever heard of him.”
The sword slave suddenly understood, nodded and said: "I have heard that you are the famous tender swordsman."
"I can't even talk about being famous. If I compare with your fame, I'm far behind." Wen Yuhou said modestly.
"Wen Yuhou, I know that your Three Swordsmen Sect has a feud with the Taishan Sect. You suspect that the old leader died at the hands of the Taishan Sect's leader, and later fought several battles with the Taishan Sect. As a member of the Three Swordsmen Sect, you
, seeing the little girl Yu Ling'er, of course he will want to take her back to the Three Sword Sect. But today, I am here to take charge, and I will not let you take Yu Ling'er away in any case. You can make swords for the time being.
For the sake of the Villa, let her go. If you let her go today, I will definitely accept your favor. If you have a problem in the future, you can come to me and I will never stand idly by. What do you think?
"The sword slave persuaded.
"Haha, Erye, there seems to be something wrong with your ears. Didn't you hear just now? I didn't just ask Hall Master Yu to go back to the Three Sword Sect with me alone, but I asked all of you to go back to the Three Sword Sect with me.
." Wen Yuhou said softly, but what he said was not gentle at all, but full of threats.
"What? How dare you dare to stir up trouble in Tai Sui's head? Even I want to take you to the Three Sword Sect! You have such a strong tone, and you are not afraid of the wind flashing your tongue. If you dare to attack me, the Sword Making Villa will never
I won’t let you go. Although the power of our Sword Making Villa is not as good as that of your Three Sword Sect, it is not much worse than yours. If we take action, we will make you peel off even if we can’t kill you!” Sword Slave was furious.
said angrily.
"Indeed, if you anger Zhujian Villa, we, the Three Sword Sect, will definitely be in trouble, so we must block the news and prevent the news of your arrest from spreading to Zhujian Villa. In this way, Zhujian Villa
The Villa will not point the finger at the Three Sword Sect. We can also use a little trick to create some rumors to make outsiders mistakenly think that the Taishan Sect killed you. In this way, we can also cause some trouble for the Taishan Sect.
, isn't it like killing two birds with one stone?" Wen Yuhou said leisurely.
"Your Three Sword Sect is a well-known and upright sect after all. I never thought you could do such an insidious thing!" the sword slave yelled.
"Hey, Second Master, don't be angry. If the master of your villa is killed by the Taishan Sect, you will become unscrupulous. This blood feud is too painful for us, the Three Sword Sect, and we really can't do anything about it.
Just swallow it." Wen Yuhou sighed softly and shook his head.
"Okay, Senior Sword Slave, there is no need to waste words with this boy. The feud between the Three Sword Sect and the Taishan Sect has been going on for a long time, and it cannot be resolved with just a few words. Today's battle is unavoidable. I will ask for your help later.
." Yu Ling'er interrupted.
"Hmph, just fight. Who is my sword slave afraid of?" The sword slave snorted coldly, took off the huge sword box on his back, held it in his hand, and got ready for battle.
Zhao Zheng next to him frowned. He had been thinking hard about countermeasures since just now, but he couldn't come up with any countermeasures. Wen Yuhou did not have much special background and did not have any weaknesses that could be exploited.
At present, an unsolvable deadlock has formed, and it seems that the only way to solve the problem is through fighting.
Just when the battle was about to break out, a sneer came from above everyone's heads: "Wen Yuhou, I told you before, there is no need to talk nonsense with these people, just do it directly. Do you really expect them to be able to capture them without any effort?
?”
As soon as he finished speaking, a strong gust of wind came from above. A man jumped down and landed behind Zhao Zheng and others, forming a pincer attack with Wen Yuhou, trapping Zhao Zheng and others in the middle. (To be continued.)
