Dehua City, in a small ruined temple in the west of the city.
Ye Yinfeng discovered that there was a sword art in "Taixu Xin Jue" called "Taixu Sword Jue". This sword art is the most important part of "Taixu Xin Jue". Unfortunately, Ye Yinfeng does not have one in his hand now.
A sword, otherwise he would start practicing according to the instructions on the sword formula. He decided to go to Tong Blacksmith early tomorrow morning to see if he could help him make a suitable sword.
The moonlight was like water, shooting down from the hole in the roof of the ruined temple. Ye Yinfeng read the sword formula carefully with the help of the moonlight. At this time, the uneasiness in his heart became more intense. An inexplicable palpitation started from him.
A feeling of coldness spread in his heart, and gusts of cold wind blew in from outside, making him shiver with coldness.
Ye Yinfeng could not calm down his heart. He walked out of the ruined temple. He looked up at the silent night sky and saw that the sky was covered with dark clouds, slowly coming towards the sky of Dehua City. The biting cold wind blew.
Up, the quiet night filled with silver moonlight began to slowly darken.
At this time, a slight sound of footsteps reached Ye Yinfeng's ears, and two people quickly ran towards the ruined temple.
Ye Yinfeng's eyes narrowed, and he turned around and entered the ruined temple. These two people would not come to this ruined temple. Ye Yinfeng only heard the footsteps of the two people getting closer and closer. One of them had steady and powerful steps, and the other
Their steps were light but powerful. They were obviously two masters. He couldn't bear to think too much, but the two people had already reached the entrance of the ruined temple.
Ye Yinfeng jumped up and landed silently on the beam of the ruined temple, and lay down on the beam, immediately blocking the breath from his whole body.
With a "creak" sound, the two people pushed the door open and entered the ruined temple.
"The weather is crazy. It's going to snow tonight. We came at the wrong time." A loud voice sounded.
"It doesn't matter whether it's snowing or not. It doesn't make much difference to us and other martial arts practitioners." Another tepid voice sounded.
"Oh, I really don't want to come here. The main reason is that I don't want to face Brother Tong." The majestic voice said.
"So am I. If it turns out that Brother Tong is a traitor to the sect, what will you do?" said the tepid voice.
"I don't know," there was a hint of helplessness and sadness in that majestic voice.
Ye Yinfeng was lying on the beam in the ruined temple. His whole body was shielded from the breath and could not move. He could only hear the conversation between the two people and the footsteps walking back and forth in the ruined temple. His breathing was continuous and steady.
Slender, the two people didn't seem to notice him.
Ye Yinfeng was also thinking about who these two people were, and who the Brother Tong they were talking about was. Could it be Uncle Tong, the blacksmith? He wanted to stick his head out to see these two people.
But he was afraid that they would find out. He remained like this without moving, listening carefully to every word they said with his two ears.
"Hey, someone seems to live here." The tepid voice said in surprise.
"How can there be anyone in a place like this? It would be weird if someone didn't freeze to death." The man with the loud voice obviously disagreed.
"Go and feel the tattered straw quilt yourself. There is still a trace of warmth. Someone has obviously slept here, and may have gone out before we came here." Another person said.
Ye Yinfeng was shocked. He is such a shrewd person. He couldn't help but feel nervous. He was not sure what the purpose of these two people came to this ruined temple, and he was not sure what their character was like. If they were committing great crimes,
People who find themselves will inevitably harbor ill intentions toward themselves.
"Are we going to spend the night here tonight? Shouldn't we stay in an inn?" the man with the loud voice asked.
"Forget it, let's just stay at the inn. Someone obviously lives here, and I don't know who it is that would live in this shabby earth temple."
"Is Brother Tong really a traitor? Although he has lived in seclusion for more than ten years and stayed in Dehua City as a blacksmith, do we really want to bring him back to the sect?" The man with the loud voice was disappointed.
asked.
When Ye Yinfeng heard that the person with a tepid voice said that he was going to stay at an inn, he couldn't help but be overjoyed. Unexpectedly, he was shocked when he heard the words of another person, and a trace of the shielded breath suddenly came out. His heart tightened, and he quickly tried again
Block your own breath.
"Who?" The person with the tepid voice noticed the trace of aura he was showing and shouted immediately.
Ye Yinfeng smiled bitterly, knowing that he had been discovered by the person with a lukewarm voice, so he no longer hid himself and jumped down from the beam.
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In Dehua City, on the main street in the city, inside Tingyu Tower.
"Ouch, ouch, please be gentle, it hurts me again." A series of groans and screams of pain came from the small private room in Tingyu Tower.
I saw Li Ermazi lying on a bed covered with light gauze. He was naked from the waist up. There were heaters placed around the private room, making the entire private room as warm as spring. A woman in her twenties in green clothes and white gauze was sitting there.
He rubbed his thick belly with his delicate hands. Waves of numbness came from Li Er's pockmarked belly.
"Grandma, that kid will fall into my hands sooner or later." He murmured, and when he thought of that evil god, he shuddered uncontrollably.
"Master Li, what did you do today? Come back with such injuries. Who else in Dehua City has the guts to hurt you like this?" The woman stroked Li Er's pockmarked belly and said,
She asked delicately, but her face covered with rouge and gouache could not conceal her haggard look of vicissitudes of life.
This woman was a famous prostitute in Tingyulou, named Chunhong. Li Ermazi was her regular customer. At this time, Li Ermazi came to Tingyulou with injuries all over her body. She couldn't help but feel strange.
When Chunhong asked, Li Ermazi couldn't help but get angry. He grabbed Chunhong's slender hand and said, "Don't ask what you shouldn't ask. If you serve me well now, I will reward you with a few more coins."
Otherwise, hehe."
When Na Chunhong heard his words, she couldn't help but tremble in her heart. She stood up and untied her green shirt, leaving only a pair of bright red bellybands. She gently climbed onto the bed and stood next to Li Ermazi.
Sitting next to him, he straightened his chest.
Li Ermazi saw nothing but snow-white in front of him. His eyes glowed green, admiring the scenery before him. No longer caring about the pain all over his body, he stood up immediately and pushed Na Chunhong down on the bed.
At this time, a gust of cold wind suddenly blew in, and Li Ermazi felt a shiver, and the temperature of the entire room immediately dropped. He raised his head, but saw a look of fear in Chunhong's eyes.
His face turned pale with fear.
Li Ermazi turned around and saw a person standing beside the bed. He was wrapped in black clothes, his face was covered with black cloth, and a black hood covered his entire head. Only his two legs were exposed.
Eyes that give off a scary look.
"You, you, who are you?" Li Ermazi asked in horror, and the fire of desire in his body suddenly disappeared without a trace.
"Don't worry about who I am, I just want to ask you a few questions." A voice that sounded like hell rang out. Hearing this voice, Li Ermazi felt as if he had fallen into a cold ice cellar, making his whole body paralyzed.
His voice was shaking, while Chunhong's teeth kept chattering.
"You, what are you asking?" Li Ermazi, who had lost a tooth and couldn't speak clearly, was now even more frightened and couldn't speak clearly.
I saw the man take out a painting from his arms and place it in front of Li Ermazi. He saw that it was a portrait of a fifteen or sixteen year old boy with a handsome face and sword-like eyebrows.
Embedded with a pair of eyes as black as paint.
It was him. Li Ermazi remembered the young man in the painting. The man in the painting was the young man who kicked him today.
"Do you know this man?" The man looked at Li Ermazi coldly and asked.
Li Ermazi nodded silently. He wanted to say it, but when he opened his mouth, he couldn't. He had to nod to tell him what he meant.
Less than a quarter of an hour later, the man in black disappeared from the small private room in Tingyu Tower like a ghost, as if he had never been there. Li Ermazi let out a long breath, as if he was in hell
The general depression also disappeared, and he suddenly lost the fire of desire and pushed Chunhong aside. He got up and got out of bed, ignoring the woman, and walked out of Tingyulou directly.
After Ye Yinfeng landed, he looked at the two people who entered the ruined temple. He saw that one of them was seven feet tall and tall. His big eyes under his thick eyebrows showed a lot of light, and his Chinese-character face highlighted his tough temperament.
This man was wearing a gray gown and was about thirty years old. Ye Yinfeng felt that this man was the one who made the loud voice.
The other person was dressed in a green shirt, dressed like a scholar, and exuded an elegant temperament. The person had his hands behind his back, a pair of deep starry eyes flashed from time to time, and his handsome face showed a trace of vicissitudes of life.
Yume, one cannot tell his age from this person's appearance. This person is the one who makes that tepid voice.
Ye Yinfeng looked at these two people warily. There was a strong aura about them and a sense of righteousness in their behavior. They were obviously not evil people. He couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.
The two people were also looking at Ye Yinfeng, and they were secretly surprised. They didn't expect that they had entered this ruined temple for a while but didn't notice it at all. It wasn't until the young man accidentally leaked a breath that they discovered it. It can be seen that this young man is by no means an ordinary person.
An ordinary person. What a handsome young man, with a pair of starry eyes as black as paint embedded in his delicate face, and two sword-shaped eyebrows flying diagonally into his temples.
"This little brother, we and I have no intention of intruding into your place. Please forgive me." The scholar-looking man clasped his fists and said to Ye Yinfeng. The other man couldn't help but snorted when he saw how polite this man was to him.
There was a sound, but no words were spoken.
"I wonder if you two are here to give me any advice?" Ye Yinfeng said politely, but he was full of true energy and was always on guard against those two people's attacks.
The man dressed as a scholar clearly sensed Ye Yinjian's vigilance. He frowned. He was not a person who caused trouble randomly, but he vaguely felt strange that this young man did not seem to be afraid of them, and the young man was wearing
, obviously there is no need to live in this ruined temple. How did he know that Ye Yinfeng's clothes were gifted by Mr. Chen of the Chen family.
"My two brothers entered this place by mistake. If they disturb the little brother, then my two brothers will leave." The scholar planned to leave this ruined temple.
"Brother, why are you nagging this guy? Let's go quickly." The other man seemed to be impatient and urged the scholar. He then turned to Ye Yinfeng and said: "I want to ask you if there is someone in Dehua City.
A young blacksmith."
"That's right." Ye Yinfeng knew that these two people had already inquired about everything, and obviously wanted to test him. If he answered anything else, he would be misunderstood by these two people, so he could only answer truthfully.
The two people looked at each other, and it was obvious that the young man was from Dehua. The scholar said goodbye to Ye Yinfeng and led the man out of the ruined temple.
Ye Yinfeng looked at the two people leaving. They didn't seem to want to find Uncle Tong tonight. After the two people disappeared into the cold night sky for a moment, Ye Yinfeng's figure gradually disappeared in the long sky.