[Sword Three] Morning and evening

Li Muxian took a book off the shelf, and a third of his face was exposed in the empty space of the book.

He found out, but didn't speak, still looking at the book in his hand.

"Junior Brother." Yun Suihe went around to the other side of the bookshelf, and stood face to face with him.

Li Muxian raised his head and said, "Senior brother, what's wrong?"

Yun Suihe has known him for almost ten years, and he has long been able to understand his words and emotions, what deep meaning is hidden in which words, and what is expressed in which eyes, he knows everything by heart.

Right now, although Li Muxian's expression is indifferent and calm, he still senses the abnormality of his calmness.The more he behaved as if nothing had happened, the more depressed he was.

He asked softly: "I'll take Yinxue to Feiyuchi in the afternoon, shall we go together?"

Li Muxian turned his face, his pupils were very light in color, and the light of the warm winter sun was shallow and thin, reflecting those eyes like glass beads, clear and light brown.

"I'm not going, there are some problems in martial arts that I haven't clarified." After speaking, he lowered his head again and turned a page of the book.

Before he could read the words clearly, the book was pulled from his hands.

Li Muxian frowned slightly, and said, "What are you doing?"

Yun Suihe showed him a gentle smile: "It just so happens that I have some doubts about my practice of swords recently, why don't you and I have a battle, let the other party see what's wrong, maybe we can make a breakthrough? "

He was born handsome and clear, and he was at the prime of his life, no matter how solemn and solemn that black and white Taoist robe was, with the smile on his face, the atmosphere that strangers should not enter faded away.

However, Li Muxian was not moved by the sound, but what moved him was the content of his words.Indeed, he has been stuck at the bottleneck for several days. If someone is willing to fight with him to find out the entanglement, it is better than burying his head in hard work alone.

"Fine." He agreed.

Yun Suihe breathed a sigh of relief, but felt a little helpless.

Sure enough, this is the only way to say it.

Yun Suihe is a disciple of Yuxu's sect, he is humble and gentle, good-looking, and exquisite in swordsmanship, naturally he is very sought after, and there are not a few people who are interested in him.However, for so many years, he only got close to Li Muxian of the Sword Sect, and Li Muxian was so absorbed in practicing sword that he was completely unaware of his intentions.

"Taixu sword intent," a senior sister from the same school who had pursued senior brother Jianchun once comforted him, "Then you can't help it, there is a long way to go, who made you like Jianchun."

Yun Suihe felt more and more that what he said was true.Not only is it true, but also a little sad, but there is also a sense of willingness in the sad.

"Then I'll be waiting for you in Feiyuchi. It's not three quarters past." He handed the book over.

Li Muxian took it over, said "um", then ignored him and continued to flip through the book.

Yun Suihe didn't bother him anymore, turned around and walked out of Zangshu Pavilion.The gatekeeper disciple was teasing Yinxue, but it didn't respond to the voices and movements of the two of them. It stood upright at the door without looking sideways, like a statue, but as soon as Yun Suihe came out, it ran past .

"I still recognize people." The little disciple muttered in frustration.Isn't it, the same as the master.Yun Suihe smiled, lowered his head and said to Yin Xue: "Are you waiting for him here, or are you going to hang out with me?"

Yinxue stretched her neck to look inside the door, but she didn't see anyone, so she moved closer to his leg.

"Let's go then."

Before the hour and the second moment, it is not a fish pond.

Yun Suihe had been waiting there a long time ago, before meeting Li Muxian, he had to consider how to speak to him.But just after two quarters, Empress Xuesong walked out a pure Yang disciple wearing a sword suit.

Yun Suihe looked up, slightly startled, he didn't expect him to come so early.

Li Muxian was also taken aback for a moment, but the astonishment was only fleeting, and his eyes returned to their usual calmness.

He smiled and said, "Junior Brother, you came so early."

Li Muxian said, "Yin Xue followed you again."

Yinxue, who was catching fish by the Feiyu pond, straightened her neck and let out a grievance. The cry of the crane was clear, and it entered Li Muxian's ears, as if crying to accuse him of neglecting her.

Yun Suihe looked at Baihe and said, "I don't have anything else to do, so I just play with it. Junior brother, I have something to do with you..."

With a clang, the long sword was unsheathed, and a cold light was reflected in the sun.

Li Muxian said: "Come on, plant the flag."

Yun Suihe paused: "Wait a minute, I really have something to do..."

Li Muxian was expressionless: "Let's talk after the fight."

Yun Suihe: "..."

Those who understand the sword qi civil war will naturally understand it.This sparring lasted almost half an hour, and the situation was no different from half an hour ago. Both of them are masters of the two Chunyang sects, and their swordsmanship is impeccable, and there is no trace of flaws. After a long time, Yun Suihe became a little bit My mood has faded.

He quietly tilted his wrist to the right, and the Taiji inserted an inch, and then a sun swallowing moon fell to his feet. Li Muxian rushed towards the sword, and the sword tip brushed against his raised sleeve, and suddenly stopped at Yun Suihe anterior to the scapula.

Yun Suihe took a step back, put away his sword, and said in a gentle voice: "I lost, junior brother's swordsmanship is getting more and more exquisite."

Li Muxian looked at him quietly, turned his face away for a moment, and said coldly, "What's the point of letting the water go?"

As he spoke, he flicked his sleeves, retracted the long sword into its sheath, walked to the pavilion beside the non-fish pond and sat down.

Seeing his gloomy face, Yinxue moved over cautiously, and arched her head against him.

With a sullen face, Li Muxian raised his hand to stroke the fur on its head, and said after a while, "What do you have to say?"

Yun Suihe stepped forward, sat down beside him, stared at his profile and said, "I'm going to the south of the Yangtze River for business in two days, and I need a companion by my side. Would you like to go with me?"

Li Muxian's eyes lit up all of a sudden, but they were suppressed in an instant, and he sneered: "No, I don't care."

With his qualifications and skills, he should have gone down the mountain to practice a few years ago.It's just that the master said that he is arrogant and arrogant, and he should be calmer, otherwise he will suffer if he enters the rivers and lakes.As expected, he was not among the people who went down the mountain this time.

This reaction was within Yun Suihe's expectations, the younger brother has always been duplicity, unwilling to lose face in anything.

So he said: "Junior brother, don't think too much, I didn't say that because you couldn't go down the mountain. You should have heard that in a month's time, there will be a famous sword competition every ten years, and there will be many famous martial artists. I want to join in the fun, but the Famous Sword Competition needs to form a team, and looking at the entire Chunyang Palace, I am the only one who can invite my younger brother."

That's right, Li Muxian is very useful.

But he still wanted to hold back a bit: "I can't do this kind of thing without respecting my teacher's order and going down the mountain without authorization."

Yun Suihe heard his words loosen, knew that he had already approved, and his mood became clearer, his eyebrows and eyes frowned: "It's okay, I'll go talk to my uncle, he will definitely agree."

Li Muxian glanced at him quickly, then looked away calmly, pursed his lips, and got up: "Then continue."

Yun Suihe: "...Continue with what?"

Li Muxian said concisely: "Plant the flag."

"..."