He thought he was bewitched

The martial arts in the Central Plains has been developed for hundreds of years, and has been passed down from generation to generation, and the forces under it are intertwined.

Therefore, no matter how suspicious and powerful the person on the dragon chair today is, he dare not take the knife lightly.

The "North Tower, South Gate, One Palace, Two Villas and Thirteen Mountains" that people say refers to the most famous sects of righteousness and evil.

Among them, Beilou Jingyu is famous for "sitting in the building to know the world, and Jingniao's feathers are good to see".

Because it is not a place where martial arts are passed on from generation to generation, but more like an intelligence organization, the inheritance method of the master's position is also different from that of other sects.

Where there are people, there are always comparisons and fights, not to mention the rivers and lakes where righteousness comes together. Every ten years in the Central Plains martial arts, there will be special personnel to recompile the four lists of martial arts, medicine, poison, and art, and rank the top ten in the world respectively.

In the past, there was a list to catch a son-in-law, but Jingyu Tower has the same effect as it - choose one of the four lists as the landlord.

Although this method has attracted criticism from many people, it also has its reasons.In the business of intelligence trading, if there is no strong strength or connections as a background, it is too easy to seek revenge for others.

The hosts of this generation of Jing Yu Lou are different from their predecessors.

Ruan Yunya, the No. [-] medical doctor in the four rankings of the year, had a disease in his legs, and he said that his life would not be long;

No. [-] in the drug list, a foreign race in southern Xinjiang, with weird and violent temperament, difficult to take on important tasks; No. [-] in the martial arts list, she is the former No. [-] beauty in the south of the Yangtze River, and now she has married into the emperor's family;

The only candidate for number one in the martial arts list is preparing to retire and no longer get involved in Jianghu affairs. Later, he was tightly entangled, and just now he brought a young man to meet the then landlord of Jingyulou, saying that he is a genius in heaven, He must be number one in the next generation's martial arts list, why don't you accept him...

This is actually against the rules, but for some reason, the owner of Jingyu Building at that time agreed.

As soon as this news came out, it almost shocked the entire Jianghu. Many people had objections to this matter, especially the one who was number one on the drug list.

But these rambunctious remarks soon came to an abrupt end, and the news that the wife of the host of Jing Yu Lou was Yun Zhongshan Luo's family also spread at that time——

The carriage rolled over the stagnant water and left two deep ruts. The sky was rainy and the depths of the dense forest were even darker, but there seemed to be an ominous flash of a knife.

As the carriage approached, the face of the killer hiding in the dark showed a bloodthirsty look. Just as he was about to make a move, his neck suddenly felt cold and blood gushed out.

Fu Tingya, who was dozing in the carriage, suddenly opened his eyes.

The dagger twirled back into his wrist, Ye Shuyi pursed his lower lip, bent down and was about to leave when he was blocked by someone.

With the tip of the sword pressed against his neck, Ye Shuyi could almost feel the cold air. He looked at the young man with an extremely cold expression in front of him, his throat rolled, and he swallowed almost subconsciously.

The last time I saw him was during their bridal chamber wedding night. This man was dressed in a bright red wedding dress, painted with gold and painted dragons, like pearls and jade, just as he had imagined...

With a pain in the neck, Ye Shuyi realized that he was distracted, so he tried to pull the corners of his stiff lips: "Ting Ya, long time no see..."

"Better not to."

Fu Tingya's voice was like frost and snow, but it was not completely emotionless, but a little unknown anger. Before he finished speaking, the sword suddenly rose, and the sharp blade pierced the wind. Ye Shiyi quickly twisted his wrist With one block, the dagger and long sword hidden in the sleeve suddenly made a piercing collision sound, and Ye Shuyi originally hid three parts of his strength.

At this moment, being forced by the strength of the opponent who never held back his hand, he immediately couldn't stand it and took a half step back, but Fu Tingya didn't stop because of this. He counted his swords and rushed to make fatal moves. Ye Shuyi evaded the inevitable a few times, and finally Finding an opportunity to tiptoe, he flew back, the dagger he was holding was for killing people, it was smeared with poison, so it was absolutely impossible for him to use it against Fu Tingya.

However, Fu Tingya didn't want to let him go so easily. Seeing him retreating, he quickly bullied him. The hostility on the long sword was astonishing. Ye Shuyi was retreating to the side of the carriage parked in the middle of the road. That merciless sword move, he knew in his heart that it would be impossible not to fight back. After dodging backwards and passing another sword, he immediately turned around and pulled the plain white curtain that was originally hanging on the carriage. in hand.

Immediately, he swung it out, wrapped in continuous inner breath, and hit the long sword fiercely like a long whip, this attack could not be blocked in a blink of an eye.

However, when Ye Shuyi turned around, he was slow for a moment, and the sharp sword energy cut off his hair tie.

At this moment, the two of them calmed down, and they took on the posture of Yue Zhiyuan again. Fu Tingya stood with a sword in one hand, with awe-inspiring aura, but Ye Shuyi's long hair was disheveled, and he was in a panic.

One end of the white curtain was held in Ye Shuyi's hand, and the other end was wrapped around Fu Tingya's sword. Neither of them could move for the time being, but Ye Shuyi said: "You are the new landlord of Jingyu Tower, and those who don't accept you in the Jianghu Many, there have been constant assassinations and ambushes, and after many days of running around, I am finally tired, I am worried about you..."

"Wouldn't it be you who gave me the most ruthless stab from the back?" Fu Tingya stared at Ye Shouyi, suddenly smiled sarcastically, and interrupted.

Immediately, he turned his wrist and the tip of the sword tilted slightly, and saw a flash of cold stars, and Bai Lian, who was originally wrapped around it, immediately shattered, and the long sword circled and pointed straight, only to hear him say in an extremely slow and disdainful tone: "I good master."

Hearing what he said, Ye Shouyi couldn't help showing a bit of pain on his face, but he didn't refute after all. His right wrist shook, and his inner breath was injected into Bai Lian again. Fu Tingya's sword move had already rushed , rage in form, cold as frost——

The scope of the fight between the two is extremely wide. There is a green tide in the rainy dense forest. The rain falls like needles and the flying leaves are like knives in the area covered by sword energy. The long sword was retracted and folded, and the sword's intent was like a raging wave hitting a rock in an instant, and a strong wind swayed through the mountains. When the flaw was discovered, the invisible sword energy turned into a wall and rose through the forest, but Ye Shuyi rushed forward as if he didn't realize it——

Bai Lian seemed to be attacking normally, but Fu Tingya realized something was wrong when he parried with his sword.

However, before he could think too much, the sword energy that had already burst out fell like a city wall and hit Ye Shuyi's back directly. Blood gushed out of his throat immediately. Ye Shuyi raised his eyes with difficulty, and opened He opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but it was difficult to make a sound.

Fu Tingya looked at his pale face and the blood-stained corners of his lips. For some reason, his heart tightened, and he subconsciously caught Ye Shiyi's limp body, but he couldn't help ridiculing: "Master is really getting better and better!" It's not as good as it used to be..."

As he was talking, he suddenly paused, and felt the wet and hot touch of his fingertips. Fu Tingya's eyes slowly fixed on Ye Shuyi's back, and saw a dark double-edged hidden weapon stuck there. The blood was smeared, and it was already dark red.

No wonder he rushed over so stupidly just now.

Fu Tingya slowly raised his head, his eyes were full of cold anger, his sharp eyes scanned the surroundings, and finally landed in a place with lush bushes, seeing that the other party had discovered him, the number one in the poison list, who was secretly working hard, finally stopped. Hiding again, he pushed aside the branches and came forward, a black long-haired spider crawled across his bare arm, a poisonous snake spat out under his feet, and the silver ornaments all over his body made tinkling sounds, he showed his face to Fu Tingya A sullen and contemptuous smile.

That battle shocked the entire rivers and lakes.

It is said that Fu Tingya was dressed in blood when he walked out of the dense forest, and he was holding a seriously injured woman with long hair in a white skirt in his arms. She was tightly protected by Fu Tingya and covered with a black robe. It was enough to see the side face clearly, but it was enough to guess that she was definitely a beauty.

And that arrogant and unrestrained alien from southern Xinjiang was already a cold corpse when he was discovered, with all kinds of Gu insect remnants scattered on his side. The sword wound piercing through the chest and abdomen was done using the most famous move in the cloud swordsmanship - piercing the cloud.

However, the Yunzhong swordsmanship is a unique skill handed down by the Luo family in Yunzhongshan, and it has never been passed on to the outside world, and the new host of the Jingyu Tower is not from the Luo family. There were only three people present in the dense forest that day, so there was the wife of the host of the Jingyu Tower Rumors of the Luo family.

That's right, Ye Shuyi was his first master.

Fu Tingya rested his forehead with one hand. When he woke up, he felt drowsy. He couldn't help pressing the center of his brow. After seven days of fighting, he finally hurt his foundation. He was clearly dealing with the affairs in the building, but he fell asleep unknowingly. In the past, I even dreamed about things that happened a few years ago.

The sun shining in from the vermilion panes is bright and cool, like fragrant and transparent honey, and a few osmanthus flowers are slanted horizontally, with a bunch of golden drops, which is a very beautiful scenery.

Fu Tingya dipped his pen into the ink, but his heart was in a mess. After hesitating for a moment, he finally put it back to the original place. The image of that person in his mind is always lingering, Fu Tingya thought.

In fact, at the beginning, his relationship with Ye Shiyi was not so bad.

Fu Tingya's life experience is not good, it can only be called a coincidence.When he was born, the first emperor had passed away, and as a posthumous son, he missed the bloody battle for succession.

Because of this, he lived a relatively stable life in the hands of the ruthless imperial brother who succeeded in enthroning.

He lived in the palace when he was young, and when his mother and concubine were still alive, they were always trembling, constantly nagging him to be cautious in his words and deeds, and be careful in handling things.

Later, when the mother and concubine left, although the emperor's brother never treated him harshly, after all, no one in the huge palace was willing to treat him sincerely.

Except that person.

When I first saw Zhuqiang Magnolia, green tiles and glazed, a young general in silver armor with a long body, he had just returned from the bloodbath on the battlefield, and his sharpness was still there.

However, the side face was as gentle as the drizzle in early spring. At that time, he was looking at a plump bird with red beak and blue feathers, tilting his head and pecking at his fine feathers...

Hearing the sound coming from behind, the general turned his head suddenly, and the light armor made a collision sound, Fu Tingya felt that the sound was as clear as a copper bell shaking from the corner of the eaves.

"Your Highness, do you need me to do anything?"

After seeing the person who came, Ye Shiyi was slightly surprised, and then calmed down again in an instant, but Fu Tingya could clearly see the soft smile faintly in his eyes.

"Who are you?" Fu Tingya heard himself asking.

It was sunny that year, Ye Shiyi was 19 years old, and Fu Tingya was 12 years old.