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On the third floor of Chuuxue Pavilion, it is an elegant residence with a view of the lake.

The two sat and stood, one with a calm and calm expression and the other with a cold and stiff expression, and the atmosphere was a little delicate for a while.

"Didn't you say you won't come to see me? Why did you come so soon?" Qian Yuhan lowered his eyes and didn't even look at the young man standing in front of him, as if everything was under control.

The young man kept a cold face and didn't say a word, Qian Yuhan waited for a while, put down his teacup and looked up impatiently: "Speak, you think I have so much time..." He paused in the middle of speaking, his wandering eyes stayed on On the young man's face, there was a gleam of light in his plain eyes.

He smiled, stood up and took a few steps closer: "You look good, why are you wearing that skin, it's so uncomfortable."

The young man said coldly, "That's my freedom."

Qian Yuhan walked around like watching a new gadget, then returned to his seat and sat down, and said with a faint smile, "I'm afraid I was forced to do nothing!"

In an instant, a murderous aura exploded from the boy's body, and his eyes as deep as a well stared at Qian Yuhan motionlessly.

It's just that this bit of murderous aura is nothing but a joke in Qian Yuhan's eyes, and the corner of his mouth is still full of representative sarcasm: "Boy, a real master will not easily reveal his murderous aura."

Before the boy had an attack, Qian Yuhan asked, "What's your name?"

The young man glared at Qian Yuhan, reluctantly said: "Bai Yan."

"Bai... Yan...?" Qian Yuhan lowered his head and repeated, as if he was remembering the name.Then he scratched the back of his head and said indifferently: "Then Bai Yan, what's the matter with you coming to see me?"

Bai Yan took a deep breath, as if trying to suppress his emotions, he almost gritted his teeth and said, "Please... Qian Hero accept me as a disciple."

Qian Yuhan said calmly, "Is this your attitude of begging for help?"

As soon as the words finished, Bai Yan bent his legs and knelt down in front of him with a plop, lowered his head and said loudly: "Please accept me as a disciple!" This time, he didn't hesitate at all.

Qian Yuhan looked at him, with a sly smile on his face, looked at Bai Yanliang with such a smile and said slowly, "Why should I accept you?"

"That's it." As he said that, the young man suddenly stood up, and took down the long weapon from behind, only to hear the black cloth being torn off with a splash, and the weapon finally revealed its true colors.

It was a long knife with a silver blade slightly longer than ordinary knives.The blade is narrow and long, and the whole body is silver, exuding a cold light.There are two characters engraved in seal script at the root of the blade - "Xianyue".

The two words fell into his eyes, Qian Yuhan gradually closed his smile, and his expression became serious. He would not be unfamiliar with Xianyue, one of the four famous swords in ancient times, not to mention that Xianyue was also his master's saber.

He looked at Xianyue, the sharp blade, the slender and smooth blade, and even the handle of the knife was wrapped in the fine-grained cotton cloth that the master used. bitter breath.

Qian Yuhan didn't even need to take it over to confirm that Qian Yuhan was sure that the master gave Bai Yan this knife. As for why the master who had lived in seclusion for a long time suddenly gave this boy the saber that he never left, Qian Yuhan didn't want to know, but there was a string. With Yue as a token, Bai Yan must have been instructed by his master to seek him out.

He looked up at Bai Yan, lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then said: "Go get some tea."

Bai Yan was taken aback for a moment, but didn't react.Seeing that he didn't respond, Qian Yuhan repeated: "Go serve tea."

Bai Yan asked suspiciously, "What are you serving tea for?"

Qian Yuhan put his hand on his forehead and said, "Don't you want to offer tea to your teacher? Or is it that I am too old-fashioned and care too much about these forms..."

Hearing this, Bai Yan frowned and said reluctantly: "Aren't you drinking tea? What's the point of asking me to bring it here?"

The veins on Qian Yuhan's forehead twitched, and he never thought that he would be angry one day.He waved his hands helplessly and said, "Forget it, just pretend I didn't say anything.

Bai Yan frowned, turned around and put away Xianyue, rewrapped it in the same way as before, looked up at Qian Yuhan again, hesitated to speak.

"Are you trying to ask me how I knew you were coming for me?"

Bai Yan was taken aback, then nodded.

Qian Yuhan smiled slyly: "This is the fate in the legend."

Bai Yan frowned and stared blankly at the handsome man in front of him, the bland smile and demeanor just now were enough to make passers-by stop for him and make Chunhua turn pale.It wasn't until then that Bai Yan belatedly admitted that Qian Yuhan was indeed as rumored in the Jianghu: amazing talent, stunning beauty, unparalleled in the world.

He had heard about Qian Yuhan early in the morning. After all, the young master's great reputation in the Jianghu made him have to listen to it even if he didn't want to.He also knew that Qian Yuhan's reputation was not only because of his father being the leader of the martial arts alliance, but also because of himself.

If Qian Duoduo were to talk about this person, he probably wouldn't be able to finish it in three days and three nights. Qian Yuhan is a legend in the Jianghu, and he is also the object of worship of countless younger generations. Although he is only in his early twenties, he has already He has already established his irreplaceable position in the arena.

He practiced martial arts at the age of five, and was already invincible among thousands of his peers at the age of eight. At the age of 12, he entered the arena of the martial arts competition for the first time. The martial arts competition at that time was extremely exciting. He actually defeated the young leader of the previous martial arts competition at a young age—— ——Shen Qingyun, deputy leader of the Qinglian Gang.In the end, Qian Yuhan, the dark horse, successfully entered the top fifty, and became the subject of discussion overnight.

Later, Qian Yuhan really lived up to expectations, and his ranking in the martial arts conference was refreshed every year, and finally settled in the top ten steadily. The many legends he created have been surpassed by no one for so many years.

In addition, there is another reason for Qian Yuhan's fame, and that is his appearance.

At the age of 12, he was not very obvious when he participated in the martial arts competition. By the time he participated in the second martial arts competition, he was already a 16-year-old handsome boy.That demeanor immediately captured the hearts of many boys and girls as soon as she appeared on the stage. There are even rumors that Qian Yuhan's appearance is the number one beauty in the world, even Qian Shishi can't compare.

Such a person with both talents and looks, as long as he is an ordinary person, he can't stop his heart from loving him, and countless girls fall for him. In Lu'an Dynasty, a place where there are very few women, it is an exaggeration to say that every girl who has seen Qian Yuhan's heart belongs to him. , What's more, it was rumored that many men surrendered to his demeanor and embarked on a road of no return.

Bai Yan was a little lost in thought, but when he came back to his senses, he saw Qian Yuhan's meaningful smile.

Qian Yuhan got up and walked towards him, and suddenly leaned over to touch his ear, he subconsciously dodged back but Qian Yuhan grabbed his shoulder all of a sudden.The distance between the two of them suddenly narrowed, and Bai Yan could clearly smell the breath-taking fragrance of Qian Yuhan's body. He didn't know if it was the incense on his clothes or the smell left over from the bath, but that smell was really refreshing.Only Qian Yuhan whispered in his ear: "Am I so good-looking, you are dumbfounded."

In an instant, Bai Yan's whole body was stiff, not knowing how to move.

"There is something dirty in your hair." Qian Yuhan raised his hand to brush off the dust, and his slightly cool fingertips touched Bai Yan's neck intentionally or unintentionally.Bai Yan was shocked, stretched out his hand to open Qian Yuhan's hand, took a step back and said, "I'm going back to the room first." He lowered his eyes and did not dare to look at Qian Yuhan, feeling annoyed at his panic.

Qian Yuhan just smiled lightly, and said softly: "Go, remember to call Master in the future."