The Young Ranger Jiang Yin

into the night.

Yang Guo was holding a roasted chicken in his hand.

But strangely, there was no fire under the roast chicken.

Yang Guo's left hand was seen stroking the chicken again and again, and the chicken gradually turned a burnt brown color.

There was even a faint aroma of roasted chicken wafting out.

"This Kunlun Flame Palm can really be used to roast chicken! It's a credit to Brother Jiang that he was able to come up with this method to practice. Awesome!"

After spending a few days together, Yang Guo admired Jiang Yin more and more, and truly accepted him as his elder brother.

Of course, they did not become sworn brothers.

Yang Guo looked at Jiang Yin who was meditating and practicing martial arts on the side, and he felt a different kind of peace in his heart.

That feeling was very similar to the feeling when I went to Mount Zhongnan with Guo Jing.

So after Xiaolongnu left, Yang Guo was not too confused.

At this moment, Jiang Yin was like his guide in the world of martial arts.

Suddenly, Jiang Yin, who was meditating, opened his eyes and looked at Yang Guo.

Yang Guo was stunned for a moment, then he raised the roasted chicken in his hand and said, “Brother Jiang, the chicken will be cooked in a little while.”

"Okay, let me try that roast chicken skill you've always boasted about today."

Jiang Yin smiled.

"Brother Jiang, don't worry, I will never let you down!"

After Yang Guo finished speaking, he started roasting seriously again.

"Yang Guo is quite cute. After all, he is just a boy who has lacked love since childhood."

Many people say that Yang Guo has a weird personality, but in fact he is a very grateful person.

He will always keep in his heart anyone who treats him sincerely.

For example, Guo Jing and Huang Rong.

Even though he later knew that they were the murderers of his father, he still hesitated and ultimately did not take action.

Even when Guo Fu cut off his right arm, he still did not kill them.

Jiang Yin's evaluation of Yang Guo is that he values friendship and loyalty.

Such people are always a minority in any era.

Therefore, Jiang Yin felt that Yang Guo was definitely a friend worth making.

Shaking his head, Jiang Yin temporarily drove these thoughts out of his mind and took out the white jade flute that he hadn't used for a long time. The night scenery was moving, and Jiang Yin remembered the song "Swordsman" that he had obtained before.

Although it was an ensemble piece, the solo also had a different atmosphere.

Jiang Yin then put the white jade flute to his lips and blew it slowly.

Afterwards, the ethereal sound of a flute rang out on the path, and Yang Guo raised his head and looked at Jiang Yin.

"I didn't expect that Brother Jiang could play a musical instrument. It sounds so nice."

Yang Guo was amazed.

The night is sad and the flute sounds ethereal.

For a moment, it seemed as if everything was silent.

The music of "Swordsman" is full of freedom, but there is a sense of helplessness in Jiang Yin's performance.

Perhaps he has not yet reached the level of Qu Yang and Liu Zhengfeng.

"What a beautiful piece of music. I wonder who is playing this piece of music in the mountains?"

Not far away, a woman wearing a human skin mask heard the sound of the flute and exclaimed in surprise.

Soon, she was immersed in the sound of the flute.

She seemed to be able to understand all the emotions in the flute sound.

"This is a Jianghu song. Anyone who can compose such a song, even a master would consider him a close friend, right?" the woman murmured.

Soon, the flute sound stopped.

"It would be a shame if we didn't meet someone who could play such a tune."

Although the song was over, the woman still felt unsatisfied.

She stepped forward, used her lightness skills, and headed towards Jiang Yin's location.

"Beautiful, beautiful! Brother Jiang, your music is so beautiful. I have never heard such a beautiful music. You play it much better than the people in the music bureau."

Yang Guo said.

"You were just listening? The roast chicken is almost burnt."

"what?"

Hearing this, Yang Guo reacted immediately and looked at the roast chicken in his hand.

However, the place where he had just placed his left hand had turned slightly black because it had not been moved for a long time.

"You eat this burnt part."

Jiang Yin said with a smile.

"All right……"

Yang Guo hung his head, accepting his fate. "It smells delicious, it should be ready, right?"

"Yeah. Almost there. Add a little bit of the special jade bee jelly from our ancient tomb and it will be perfect."

Yang Guo took out a small bottle from his arms, opened the lid, and poured a few drops of golden honey on the roast chicken.

Suddenly, the aroma of the roast chicken became stronger.

The aroma made Jiang Yin's appetite increase.

"nice one."

Jiang Yin used his Qinggong skills and instantly appeared in front of Yang Guo.

Yang Guo was shocked when he saw this.

"So fast! Brother Jiang, your Qinggong is really strong! Our Ancient Tomb Sect is known for its Qinggong, but compared to your Qinggong, it still feels a long way behind."

"Why are you saying this? Eat the roast chicken first. It won't taste good if it gets cold."

After Jiang Yin finished speaking, he gathered his sword fingers in his right hand and slashed at the roasted chicken.

I saw sword energy coming out from the sword finger, and this stroke cut the roast chicken into two.

The burnt half naturally remained in Yang Guo's hand, and Jiang Yin took the perfect half.

"Sword Qi!" Yang Guo was shocked again when he saw this.

Sword energy can only be condensed when one has mastered the unique sword skills to perfection. He is still a long way from reaching that level.

I didn’t expect that Jiang Yin has mastered the use of sword energy so skillfully.

It can be seen that his swordsmanship is so powerful that it is unmatched by ordinary people.

"This roasted chicken is really good. Brother Yang, your Kunlun Flame Palm is becoming more and more proficient. If you roast it for a few more days, you should be able to break through to the minor success stage."

Jiang Yin said while eating.

"That's all thanks to your guidance, Brother Jiang. Otherwise, I wouldn't have made such rapid progress."

Yang Guo said as he took a bite of the chicken leg.

He naturally knows how good his own craft is.

As the two were eating, Jiang Yin suddenly raised his head and looked into the distance.

"what happened?"

Yang Guo was somewhat confused when he saw Jiang Yin doing this.

"Someone is here, his martial arts skills are slightly worse than yours."

"Who?"

"I don't know. From the looks of it, they are not enemies."

Not long after Jiang Yin finished speaking, a figure in green came walking on a tree from a distance.

Her face looked very strange, as if it was covered with something.

"I am Cheng Ying, a humble lady, and I am here to greet you two gentlemen. I just heard a wonderful piece of music coming from here. I wonder if it was played by you two?"

The woman in green said very respectfully.

There was still a hint of surprise in her eyes.

Because the two men in front of her could be said to be the most handsome in the world, and she had never seen such handsome men before.

And two of them came at once.

Cheng Ying?

The last female disciple of Huang Yaoshi, the East Evil?

Jiang Yin was a little surprised. He didn't expect to see Cheng Ying here.

"That's the flute music played by Brother Jiang. Isn't it nice? Hehe."

Yang Guo said quite proudly.

Upon hearing this, Cheng Ying looked at Jiang Yin.

"So it's this young master. I wonder what the name of the song just now is? But it was written by you? It's really refreshing."

"Miss Cheng, you are too kind. This piece is called "Swordsman", but it was not written by me. It is a duet composed by two seniors.