stepping on the moon and asking green hills

After parting from Tang Yun outside Linhai Villa, he knew that he would not be alone all the way from now on.Stealing Hengjun hurt Situ Nianjun, and Situ Jian was probably so angry that he wanted to swallow him and him alive. From Linhai Villa all the way to Qingcheng, he lost countless people sent by Situ Jian.

At this time, he was less than a hundred miles away from Qingcheng, and he felt that he was being watched again.

However, these people didn't feel like the people from the Linhai Villa who had been with him before, and more like people from the Western Regions.He walked lightly all the way, and the people behind him chased him more and more unscrupulously. Later, he simply hugged Qingyu and leaned against the tree trunk to rest, and asked the quiet surroundings, "I don't know how many people have any advice?"

At first no one responded to him, so he asked again, and finally someone came out from behind the tree where he was hiding impatiently, with two scimitars twirling in his hands, with a gloomy smile on his face, and a voice that sounded like someone had been caught by someone. It sounds like someone is choking the throat and squeezed out of the narrow gap, which is ugly and harsh.

"Young master stole the Hengjun sword, our master asked us to take it back." One of them said.

Tang Yun's folding fan was pinned to Bai Qiuling's waist, but the hilt of Qing Yu's sword was still empty, without a new fringe.He leaned against the tree trunk, and he was deeply tired from the days of running around. In order to rush back to Qingcheng and put Heng Jun in a relatively safe home, he had to have no good rest for three days and three nights. The killer in strange clothes only felt a headache.

"Everyone is also from Linhai Villa?" He asked knowingly, sneered, and then froze - maybe because he met too many inexplicable people and things recently, he seemed to have a lot of different expressions than before.

The man saw that his face didn't change, he was somewhat displeased, and said bluntly: "That old trash in Linhai Villa can't even hold a sword, our master will do it for you."

"You're right, the Hengjun sword that Situ Jian in Linhai Villa can't hold on to, can you snatch it away with a few trash from Burning Moon Palace?"

Out of thin air, a familiar voice came through the wind, which immediately made Bai Qiuling's head hurt a little more.He raised his eyes to look at Tang Yun, turned around holding his sword and was about to leave, but was stopped by the killer in front of him drawing his sword.

Tang Yun shook his head helplessly: "Bai Shaoxia, what do you mean when you look at me and run away? Look how hard I have worked to get you Hengjun."

Then Bai Qiuling turned his head and saw that he had a new folding fan in his hand, which happened to remind him that the folding fan was still in his hand.He took off the folding fan at his waist and threw it straight at Tang Yun. After hitting his palm, he caught it and pinned it on his waist.

As if he was used to this man's rambling nonsense, Bai Qiuling turned around and continued to walk forward. Tang Yun chuckled, opened the folding fan with the painting of Sophora japonica flowers in his hand to block the hidden weapon coming from behind him, and said with a long sigh: "Look, I saved your life again."

Bai Qiuling only glanced back at him, and then said lightly: "Please trouble Pavilion Master to meddle in his own business."

The killer from the Western Regions was so angry that his teeth were itching, and he was about to charge the two of them with a knife, when Tang Yun said without hesitation: "If I were you, I would have already ran out for more than ten miles by now--no, with your little three-legged cat kung fu , such a short time is definitely not enough."

"...Give it to me!" The killer from the Western Regions was so angry that he lost his mind, and Qi Qi threw himself on Tang Yun.Taking advantage of Tang Yun's lack of physical skills, Bai Qiuling raised his breath and flew out.

Tang Yun is different from Bai Qiuling, there is no such thing as being merciful - there are occasional exceptions, and it is definitely not for such a life-or-death person.After a while, he patted his sleeves and raised his hand to catch the flying fan, tapped on the palm of his hand, stepped over a fresh corpse on the ground and continued to chase Bai Qiuling.

He first came out of Jianghu at the age of 17. At the age of 19, Tang Yun created his own light kung fu of stepping on the moon and chasing the clouds. It is hard to find an opponent so far.

After Bai Qiuling gained experience, he just took advantage of Tang Yun's lack of time and ran for tens of miles non-stop, and now he stopped under a tree to rest.Fortunately, the swordsmanship he learns is flexible and changeable, and he has a light body since he was a child, and it doesn't take much effort to run.When he was about to rest for another cup of tea, he hurried on his way, but just as he jumped onto the tree trunk, there was a rustling sound from the bushes under the tree.

He knew that it must not be Tang Yun, otherwise the person would have come out with a fan openly, and asked "Why did Young Master Bai run away when he saw me" in an unreasonable and cheeky manner, which would probably cause more trouble.

Thinking of this, Bai Qiuling secretly sighed that the world was too small, as if he couldn't get rid of Tang Yun no matter what.

Tang Yun has indeed arrived, and now he is watching the killers sent by Linhai Villa step forward one after another to die, he leans against the tree and is too lazy to do anything, he spends his time watching Bai Qiuling's figure move with sharp swordsmanship, two white silks are entwined and fly up and down , Shuttle between a dozen or so people in a superb way.

He stared at the Qing Yu in Bai Qiuling's hand and lost his mind for a moment.

Luoyunxiu rolled up the person who was going to sneak attack and threw it casually, and landed at Tang Yun's feet. Tang Yun immediately frowned and stepped back, patted the hem of the clothes that was stained with a little dirt, and said in disgust: "Bai Shaoxia, please look at it!"

Bai Qiuling didn't have time to pay attention to him, he pushed the sword with his backhand and swung the person beside him away, lightly stepped on the head of the person in front of him, and hit that person's vest with his backhand.

Tang Yun noticed that Qing Yu hadn't come out of her sheath yet, and Bai Qiuling's condition seemed to be not quite right.While his eyes were on him for a while, one of them approached Bai Qiuling at an extremely fast speed, even picked up his sword and lifted his mat hat and threw it into the air.

Bai Qiuling lightly turned over and kicked the person away. When he landed with his back facing Tang Yun, he drew his sword and swept across the three people beside him. The three people's arms were torn apart, and they hurriedly backed away for a while, not daring to go forward. He had a moment to catch his breath.

Almost at the same time, there were several muffled groans behind him, and before he could turn around, the folding fan in Tang Yun's hand had already returned to his hand with blood on it, and the Sophora japonica flower with yellow pistil and white petals was stained with blood, looking murderous and gorgeous .

He saw several people behind him fell to the ground in pain clutching the sides of their necks, and took their breath after a while.And his mat hat was held by Tang Yun at this moment, the veil moved with the wind, and the few survivors fled together, and there was silence all around.

Tang Yun looked at the mat hat in his hand and chuckled, and raised his eyes to see Bai Qiuling standing with a sword, staring at him like a torch.Bai Qiuling felt that although those people were annoying, they would not die after all. Qing Yu came back bloodthirsty out of the sheath. He wanted to hurt two people so that they could learn a lesson and then let them go. Quick, the kill was completed in an instant behind him.

He didn't even hear or see clearly how Tang Yun made a move.

The two stood facing each other and neither of them said a word, Bai Qiuling watched Tang Yun stepping over the corpses on the ground and walking towards him, his clothes swept over the bodies of those people, inadvertently stained with blood.He felt that Tang Yun was really angry at this moment. Although there was a smile on his face, the bloody folding fan in his hand seemed to reproduce the terrifying scene that happened just now in front of him. People shudder.

He stood on the spot and let Tang Yun walk in front of him, only two steps away. His consciousness wandered away, and Tang Yun raised his hand to put the hat on him again—even such an intimate action could not shake him. His consciousness was recalled, and only the sound of the wind passing through the forest remained in his ears.

It wasn't until Tang Yun calmly turned the folding fan in his hand into powder before his eyes that he heard him smile and say to himself: "From now on, don't take off this hat."

"Why?" Bai Qiuling subconsciously frowned and asked back, reached out to support the brim of his hat, and took half a step back.

Tang Yun backhanded the jade bamboo fan bone to the body of the man who had just lifted the Bai Qiuling hat, and asked him in a calm tone, "Why are you wearing the hat?"

"There are many things in Jianghu, one more thing is worse than one less thing." Bai Qiuling said.

Tang Yun asked again: "Then if someone sees your appearance, how will you treat it?"

Bai Qiuling didn't know what he meant by the question, so he changed Qing Yu's hand to hold it, and smiled unconsciously, "I'll see you when you see me. Could it be that you're going to poach your own eyes when you see me?"

"Of course you don't need it," Tang Yun clapped his hands and sleeves, took out another folding fan with begonias painted on his waist, and took out a Qingyu sword tassel from his sleeve, and tied it to the handle of the fan while saying: "After all, I I also saw you today."

Bai Qiuling looked him up and down, and reminded: "That's my sword spike."

Tang Yun suddenly laughed loudly: "Of course I know this is your sword tassel, but from today it is mine."

"You are really unreasonable." Bai Qiuling finally said what the two of them wanted to say when they met for the first time, and met his eyes with a frown. He hugged Qingyu with his arms around his chest and looked at him.

"What are you talking about with Pinglou, and what are you talking about with Tang Yun?" Tang Yun didn't seem to care, as if he was chatting with Bai Qiuling about others, or as if the two were already close, he raised his hand and took off his shoulder. With a broken leaf, Bai Qiuling backed away, and he clamped his shoulder with one hand, saying: "I'm not a reasonable person in the first place."

Bai Qiuling raised his hand to block it, then took a step back and said, "Why did you kill people just now? Those few people don't need to die."

"Are you asking me why I killed someone?"

"Can't you ask?"

"They saw you before I saw what you looked like." Tang Yun explained seriously.

Bai Qiuling asked again: "Will you kill anyone who saw me before?"

"Kill them all——I'll find time to kill all those people who said you were extremely ugly before." Tang Yun said it as it should be, with an extremely serious tone, and Bai Qiuling's heart beat almost like this. Seriously.

He pursed his lips and thought for a moment, and then asked: "Situ Jian has seen my appearance, you want to kill me too?"

Tang Yun replied with a smile: "Let's go."

"madman."

Bai Qiuling stared at him for a while, only felt that this person was messing around, and didn't intend to spend any more time with him here, so he turned and left after leaving these two words.

Tang Yun didn't catch up immediately, but looked down at the few drops of blood on the hem of his clothes, cursed and frowned in disgust, and brushed off a few residual leaves.

The sword tassel hanging on the folding fan in his hand faintly exudes the fragrance of Sophora japonica, but it is not as obvious as when Bai Qiuling is in front of him.It's obviously not the season when Sophora japonica is in full bloom, but that person seems to have the fragrance of flowers in his bones, not to mention the scent of Sophora japonica on his body, and even his temperament is like a tall and straight pagoda tree, giving people a feeling of coldness and aloofness.

He smiled suddenly, and the face that surprised him just now appeared in his mind - Bai Qiuling was probably the most beautiful person he had ever seen in this world, he thought.