There was a vibrating sound of horse hooves, and the brother and sister both looked over when they heard the sound.
They saw Zixiao Sect disciples, all dressed in purple, running towards them together with Ouyang Yunxi, the young master of Zixiao Sect.
A smile appeared in Ye Yufeng's clear eyes, and he patted the horse's head. As if he understood what his master meant, the white horse stopped.
Ouyang Yunxi and others slowly stopped in front of them and looked at Ye Yufeng with a faint look in his eyes: "Brother Ye, you are so unethical. After using me, you ran away."
With that said, he dismounted and walked over with extremely light steps. His purple brocade robe fluttered in the wind, making his hair look handsome.
Ye Yufeng laughed loudly: "Haha... it was my fault. As compensation, I will give Brother Yunxi a bottle of flower wine."
He took out a bottle of wine from the bow hanging on the saddle and threw it to Ouyang Yunxi.
Ouyang Yunxi's eyes lit up, he reached out to take it, opened it and smelled it, it was his favorite flower wine.
"Brother Ye is so willing to give up?"
He couldn't help but curiously asked, no matter what he wanted from Ye Yufeng in the past, the other party was very stingy and refused to give it. How could he agree this time?
Ye Yufeng took his sister off the horse, touched his precious sister's head, and said with a proud and arrogant smile: "My Lan'er is here, why worry about not having good wine to drink."
From now on, he will take her with him, and his sister will make him whatever wine he wants to drink.
Ouyang Yunxi was startled when he heard this and looked at the beautiful little girl beside him: "Did you make the wine? Could it be that you are Brother Ye's..." Sister.
He didn't say the last two words, but he already knew her identity.
Ye Yufeng's sister.
He and Ye Yufeng had similar interests because of drinking, and they had a close friendship because of drinking. Naturally, he knew Ye Yufeng's true identity.
I often heard from Ye Yufeng that his precious sister was very good at making wine.
It turns out that the rare wines that appeared in Ye Yufeng's hands were all made by the little girl in front of him!
Ye Youlan smiled solemnly, with a pair of bright eyes, clear and moving: "Yes, I brewed it."
She had such a beautiful smile, as graceful as an orchid in bud, and her body was graceful and graceful. She was such a fairy-like and graceful girl, as beautiful as a wand and a flower.
Ouyang Yunxi's eyes trembled, and there was a trace of warmth on his cold and handsome face.
He glanced slightly at the beginning to hide his embarrassment, but he still said to the little girl calmly and politely: "Miss Lan has such wonderful skills that she can brew such a rare wine."
Rare wine?
Ye Youlan couldn't help laughing when she heard him describe it like this. Her clear eyes seemed to be overflowing with sunshine, but there was a hint of cunning in her eyebrows.
"I just made the wine for my brother casually. It can't be called a rare wine. If Master Ouyang likes it and makes wine again in the future, I will give you some."
Since she is her brother's best friend, of course she cannot be stingy.
A beautiful smile can enchant a city or a country.
Ouyang Yunxi was a cold and proud young master of the sect. He had seen many beauties, but no one in the entire martial arts world could compare to such a stunning beauty with such a pure and pure temperament.
His heart moved slightly, and the corners of his usually cold mouth curved in a very shallow arc, and he cupped his fists in salute to the little girl: "Then Yunxi will thank Miss Lan first."
Ye Youlan smiled and waved: "Young Master Ouyang, you're welcome."
Seeing her charming smile, Ouyang Yunxi unconsciously softened his voice a little: "Brother Ye and I are close friends. Miss Lan, there's no need to be polite. You can just call me Yunxi."
Ye Youlan blinked and called him Yunxi?
Then he nodded: "Okay, Mr. Yunxi."
When Ouyang Yunxi heard her calling him in a soft and pleasant voice, his mind couldn't help but stare at her and said softly: "Then can I call you Lan'er?"
Ye Youlan's eyebrows curved: "Okay."
Ouyang Yunxi's heart suddenly... soared with joy, and even the corners of his lips couldn't help but rise.
Ye Yufeng walked up to Ouyang Yunxi angrily, blocking his burning gaze on his sister, and glared at him with an unhappy face: "Aren't you going back to Quzhou? If you don't leave yet, we are on different paths."
Ouyang Yunxi was speechless when she saw Ye Yufeng protecting his sister behind him, like she was trying to prevent him from picking cabbage.
He asked curiously: "Different roads? So where are you going?"
Ye Yufeng replied calmly: "Linzhou."
Ouyang Yunxi raised his eyebrows: "What are you going to Linzhou for?"
Before Ye Yufeng could speak, the little girl behind him poked her head out, her eyes sparkling with a smile, and said, "Let's go play."
Ouyang Yunxi's lips curved into a barely visible smile: "By coincidence, I also plan to go to Linzhou. Lan'er, can you let Yunxi go with me?"
He asked the little girl directly, not Ye Yufeng.
Seeing this, Ye Yufeng's face turned dark.
This guy obviously wants to seduce his precious sister, huh! Isn't he too naive?
"no!"
"all right!"
The voices of the brother and sister sounded together.
Ouyang Yunxi curled his lips, ignored Ye Yufeng's answer, and raised his hands towards the little girl: "Thank you Lan'er, then this journey..."
"I haven't agreed yet?" Ye Yufeng snorted, interrupting what he was about to say.
He glared at Ouyang Yunxi: "What are you doing in Linzhou?"
A clear smile appeared in Ouyang Yunxi's eyes, and he said lightly: "Not long ago, I received a post from Feijian Villa, saying that Qiuchang Mountain will hold a 'Tianshan Sword Discussion' under Tianshan Mountain, and I plan to go there and watch it.
Watch the fun."
Originally, he didn't intend to join in the fun, but if someone happened along the way...
Ouyang Yunxi glanced at the little girl behind Ye Yufeng, with light dancing in his eyes.
...It would be nice to have such a traveling partner.
Ye Yufeng's clear eyes narrowed slightly: "Sword debate in Tianshan? What the hell is this old man Qiu doing?"
Indeed, Feijian Villa is at the foot of Tianshan Mountain.
Qiu Changshan, the owner of Feijian Villa, is a well-known "Confucian knight" in the world. This means that he is not only outstanding in martial arts, but also elegant and versatile. He is the leader of the Linzhou martial arts academy.
However, Ye Yufeng had also heard about the "Tianshan Sword Discussion" held here, but he was not interested in these high-profile gatherings.
Ouyang Yunxi shrugged, expressionless, and said calmly: "I don't know what the hell is going on, but I got the news that if I can win the first prize, I will get the Tensilk Clothes."
He looked at Ye Yufeng meaningfully, focusing on the reward.
Ye Yufeng raised his eyebrows: "I remember that this silk dress was hand-knitted by the apple of Old Man Qiu's eye... ha."
He couldn't help but sneered and glanced at Ouyang Yunxi: "Are you going to be the son-in-law of Old Man Qiu?"
Ouyang Yunxi saw the little girl behind him looking at him curiously with a pair of watery eyes, and quickly explained: "I just went to watch the fun, I had no other thoughts."
Ouyang Yunxi was invited because he was very skilled in swordsmanship. He was famous in the world with his own set of swordsmanship and became the most outstanding hero of Quzhou Zixiao Sect.
Of course, there were also many sect heroes who were invited to discuss swordsmanship in name, but actually choose a son-in-law.
But Ye Youlan asked brightly at this time: "Brother, what about the sword discussion? Is there a fight? And you can also win the Tencel Clothes. It looks very interesting!"
Night Yufeng is speechless.
Why is my sister always so interested in fighting?
It wasn't like this before.
Every day I am either farming or growing flowers, just like a little village girl in the countryside, who cannot leave the fields every day.
Now that we're down the mountain, why are we thinking about fighting?
Looking back at his kind, beautiful, hot-tempered mother, if she knew that her sister had been led astray for no reason, she would definitely give him a beating.
Just thinking about it makes me irritated.
Ye Yufeng hurried to the rescue, lowered his head and said to his sister: "Lan'er, only men can participate in the sword discussion, because the purpose is to choose a son-in-law, so we won't join in the fun, our affairs are more important."
Ye Youlan said "Oh", her eyes suddenly lit up, she took her brother's hand and said with a smile: "Choose a son-in-law? Brother, go ahead and find me a sister-in-law~~"
The brothers in the family are all old, but they are not very willing to find a wife. They say nothing about trouble and like to be at ease, which makes the uncles and aunts at home very anxious.
Even her parents gave her brother a "teaching" every time they saw him come home. Not long after he came back, he sneaked down the mountain again and went away happily alone.
Ye Youlan also really wanted to have a sister-in-law, so she looked at her brother expectantly.
Ye Yufeng glanced at Ouyang Yunxi unhappily. It was this boy who made his sister follow his parents and ask him to find a wife.
He can only pass the blame.
Wen Wen smiled at her sister and said, "Lan'er, this is because Old Man Qiu has taken a liking to Brother Yunxi and wants to choose him as his son-in-law. Brother won't be able to catch his eye at all, so let's forget it."
Hearing this, Ouyang Yunxi's face turned dark.
He doesn't care about becoming Old Man Qiu's son-in-law.
What's more, what does it mean to not be able to get into the other person's eyes?
It's just that you look down on others, okay?
You are a majestic wind god in white. Many women in the world are chasing you. Even the post that Old Man Qiu handed you, you threw it away without even reading it.
You have the nerve to pass the blame here to me!
In an instant, this best friend turned into a bad friend.
But Ye Youlan also took it seriously: "Ah? It turns out that Mr. Yunxi was chosen."
She curled her lips angrily. Her brother was so good, but why did Old Man Qiu look down on him? It was so annoying.
Ouyang Yunxi saw the gloomy look on her face and quickly explained: "Lan'er, you misunderstood. I'm not going to participate in the sword debate to choose a son-in-law. I'm just taking a look. I don't intend to participate."
Ye Youlan said "Oh" and looked at him strangely. Why did this man need to explain to himself?
However, seeing that my brother was not interested in the "Tianshan Sword Discussion", I was a little disappointed, but I still nodded.
"Okay, let's go."
Ouyang Yunxi's eyes lit up, and he turned to the people of Zixiao Sect and said: "You all go back, I want to go to Linzhou with Brother Ye and the others. You can tell the master for me that the Tianshan sword debate is over and I will go back.
"
Several elders of the Zixiao Sect originally wanted to say that they would take a few of them with them, and they would have someone to look after them along the way.
But Ouyang Yunxi quickly urged them to leave: "Okay, you go first."
When the elders saw the young master's eyes stern, they silently closed their mouths.
He could only clasp his fists and say goodbye: "Young master, please take care of yourself along the way. If there is any emergency, Feige will send a message to the sect."
Fortunately, the young master is so good at martial arts that there are few opponents in the world.
Plus, with the white-clad Fengshen accompanying you all the way, safety is no longer an issue.
After everyone from the Zixiao Sect said goodbye, a large group of people left.
Ouyang Yunxi turned to look at the little girl, clasping her fists calmly: "Lan'er, please take care of her along the way."
Ye Youlan nodded, and just as she was about to say some words of care, her brother came over and hugged her onto the horse.
He also got on the horse, and then glanced at Ouyang Yunxi coldly. He was not at all kind to this boy who missed his precious sister. He got on the horse and left him without looking back.
Ouyang Yunxi curled his lips slightly, mounted his horse, and followed closely behind.