Beautiful lady, why not follow the thief

Ye Yin slowly closed his eyes: "This subordinate is willing to die to apologize. I just ask... I ask the young master for one thing."

Yan Heng looked at him calmly, and after a long time, he looked away, and said in a deep voice, "Say."

"My subordinate...I, my mother, is still alive..." Yeyin said with difficulty, "My mother is old and frail, and she can't enjoy a few years of happiness at all. There is a bamboo forest on the eastern outskirts of Wancheng, and there is a thatched hut on the mountain. It is my mother's residence. It has been monitored by... Qin Duanyang's people. This time I missed, missed... Mother, I am afraid of danger. After I leave, I beg the young master to remember my old love and help me take care of my mother..."

Ye Yin's voice was a little choked, probably feeling that he was demanding too much, and couldn't continue speaking for a few times, but he had to speak out, but the more he talked, the redder his eyes became.

After Yan Heng listened quietly, he glanced at him: "Qin Duanyang threatened you with your mother's life? You never wanted to tell me about this earlier, did you?"

Yeyin kowtowed heavily: "It is Yeyin who owes the young master and the old landlord the kindness of cultivation!"

"Yes, you also know." Yan Heng said, "Your mother, I have no obligation to take care of it for you."

Ye Yin groaned when he heard the words, and kowtowed twice: "Young master, please young master..."

"Forget it, it's useless to say more."

Yan Heng picked up the golden needle and slowly slid it across Yeyin's arm. Yeyin knew he was wrong, and resigned to his fate, closed his eyes tightly, and made a posture of neck-throwing and ready to kill.The golden needle suddenly sank into his skin, and in the blink of an eye, all the tendons in Ye Yin's left and right hands were cut off.He snorted, but he couldn't bear it and didn't cry out.

But after waiting for a while, the fatal shot still didn't hit, but he heard the wind blowing, Ye Yin opened his eyes again, and Yan Heng had already got up and walked to the distance, with his hands behind his back facing him.

"Less..." Yeyin swayed and almost fell to the ground.

"You have never been loyal, nor can you call it a betrayal. Go away, from now on, there will be no night hidden on the twelfth floor."

"Young master..." Ye Yin couldn't believe it at first, and then the corners of his eyes were sore, tears fell down suddenly.

You have never been loyal, so why betray.Yan Heng said that twice, the first time was disappointment and ridicule, the second time was soft-hearted and an excuse.He knew it all, but he didn't guess it.

In fact, he should have thought of it earlier.He has watched Yan Heng in the dark for so many years, why doesn't he know what kind of person his young master is?

"Go away. Don't let me see you again."

Ye Yin looked at the back with a blurred vision, and hit his head heavily on the ground again, leaving a deep red blood mark. After a long time, he gritted his teeth and stood up, and finally turned from the window without looking back. Gone out, far away.

***

The sound of clappers in the city passed Pentecost, the dawn was breaking, and the morning light was faint.

The disciples guarding the night at the gate of the Kuangyu Building yawned, stretched their muscles and bones, and prepared to change shifts.The new round of gatekeeper disciples walked over to say hello energetically, and suddenly saw a mahogany square box on the ground, and pointed to it curiously: "What is that?"

The night guard disciple looked in the direction he pointed, and was startled: "When did it come out? Who put it here?"

"Hey, don't you know?"

"open to take a look?"

The disciple of the night watchman kicked another partner who was still sleeping soundly, pointed to the box, and several people surrounded it, partly excitedly partly nervously opened the lid of the mahogany box.

"ah!--!!"

The lid fell to the side with a "bang", and the person closest to him turned pale with fright, sat down on the ground and took a few steps back.

"Quick, go and report to Lord Feige, no! Go and report to the landlord!!"

After a breath, the mahogany box had been re-covered, held by the bronze sparrow, and presented to Yan Heng in the meeting hall with a calm expression.

Yan Heng looked at it for a long time after opening it, and finally put the lid back on, and asked in a low voice: "When did it get delivered, can someone see who it is."

"When the shift was changed on the fifth watch, the gatekeepers were the first to find it and put it at the door. No one saw and heard when it was placed there."

"Guardian disciple, fine. Fei Ge's supervision is not good, fine."

"Yes."

"What happened?" Liu Shang hurried in from the door of the conference hall, and before entering the door, he heard Yan Heng wanting to punish Feige, and was puzzled, "What is this?"

He pointed to the strange red box, and then looked at Yan Heng, who was pale-faced: "Young master, your complexion is so bad, what happened?"

Tongque pulled him away from Yan Heng's side, and said in a low voice: "Okay, stop arguing, you can see for yourself."

Liu Shangzhiqu closed his mouth, and carefully lifted the lid of the wooden box, just when a crack was exposed, he lost the lid and threw the lid back.

He took a step back with his pupils narrowed, and reopened the box.

Yeyin's head lay quietly in the mahogany box, with his eyes closed, his expression was as usual.

Liu Shang opened his mouth, originally wanted to ask why this happened, but then thought of hearing that the box was sent by an outsider just now, and suddenly realized that Yan Heng had let Ye Yin go without telling them three days ago, but today he still died in the before their eyes.

"Did... Cangya Mountain do it?" Liushang asked, "Ye Yin is from Cangya Mountain, and now his identity is exposed, so he is useless, so Qin Duanyang sent someone to kill him?"

Yan Heng turned his head away, unwilling to look at the box again.

"maybe."

"Damn it! Cangya Mountain is so real! This enmity, hey..." Liushang's arm was pinched bitterly by Tongque, and he realized that he almost said something wrong, so he had to correct it, "This, this provocative enmity, I have to report!"

Tongque sneered, and said, "Cangya Mountain won't be able to jump for a long time."

Yan Heng didn't respond to her words, Tongque couldn't help but asked tentatively: "Young Master, the Sword Discussion Meeting will be held in seven days, why don't you take this opportunity and catch them by surprise."

Yan Heng waved his fingers: "Wouldn't it be a good time to fight against each other at the Sword Discussion Conference? At that time, all martial arts sects will be there..."

"It's just a catch!" Liu Shang interjected.

Yan Heng gave him a helpless look: "When I see you, don't follow me, so as not to cause more trouble."

"That can't be done! I, I'm of great use, young master, just tell me to do it."

Yan Heng thought for a while, snorted softly, and said inexplicably, "I'm going to make you sacrifice..."

"Ah?" Liu Shang looked at Yan Heng stupidly.

Yan Heng squinted his eyes: "Cangya Mountain is now relying on the prestige accumulated in the past to survive. To bring them down, fighting with troops is not the best plan."

Tongque's eyes lit up: "Young Master, what do you mean...?"

Yan Heng hooked the corners of his mouth: "On the sword, everyone has been waiting for this day for a long time. By the way, where is that invitation card? Who kept it? Take it out, it's time for it to appear."

***

On the sword will, as the name suggests.In the past, Cangya Mountain was only held as a meeting within the sect, but as its reputation grew, it began to invite other martial arts alliances to discuss heroes with swords. In the most prosperous period of Cangya Mountain a few years ago, it was led by Qin Duanyang, on Banque Mountain. A gathering of martial arts heroes.

Banque Mountain is located in a group of peaks at the border between Hulao Pass and Sishui Town. Nian has gradually become an opportunity for each of the martial arts and righteous ways to show their own strength. Cangya Mountain is the leader of the sword sect and also the host.

However, now that Cangya Mountain is in decline, countless sects want to take this opportunity to show their strength and replace Cangya Mountain as the new martial arts overlord. end this time.

Of course, Cangya Mountain wants to take this opportunity to rise again this time, to prove to the world that Cangya is still Cangya, and it will not be different because of who is missing.

As for inviting the twelfth floor, that has never happened before.

After Yan Shouwei's death, his son Yan Heng took over the twelfth floor. In just half a year, the sect was organized in an orderly manner. It did not fall apart as expected by Wulin. When Yan Shouwei was there, the twelfth floor was crazy, and Yan Heng took over. Finally, it seemed that the arrogance had weakened, but everyone felt that it was only the surface, just like the Twelfth Floor of Yuyu, who had escaped from the world decades ago, had become a blockbuster without singing, and even became famous all over the world. Now that it is finally here, Yan Heng's twelfth floor is even more palpitating than Yan Shouwei's twelfth floor.

Inviting the Twelfth Floor is not only the meaning of Cangya Mountain, everyone wants to test the ambition, strength, and courage of the Twelfth Floor.

The invitation was posted, but in fact, most people felt that the twelfth floor would not come.

Because no matter how you look at it, it looks like a Hongmen banquet.

Sure enough, more than half of the heroes gathered on Banque Mountain, and there was no sign of the twelfth floor.

But to Cangya Mountain, it doesn't matter whether they come or not.The most important thing is to take this opportunity to revive the sect and prove to the martial arts that the status of the Cangya Sword Sect is still unshakable.

On the top of Banque Mountain, several huge pillars soar to the sky, standing on the edge of the cliff, enclosing a large open space, and building a high platform, surrounded by carved stone statues of sages or folk masters of the past dynasties, sitting or standing, or bowing Or dance, when looking down, the stone statues look at the round platform in the middle like stars arching the moon.

There is a vacant place that is inevitably eye-catching. There was a new stone statue that was about to rise, but it was deliberately destroyed when it was halfway through the sculpture.

It was the stone statue of Cangya's first apprentice. When the construction was started, many people opposed it, thinking that it was not a good thing to respect the teacher, but Qin Duanyang himself stood up and said that he did not agree with it. If you mind, it is what the public thinks, it should be commended, and it can also inspire future generations.

It's a pity that things are not people, let alone people.

"Cangya Mountain without Xie Wuqiu" was the point that many other sects secretly laughed at, but at this time, Qin Duanyang, head of Cangya, sat at the host seat, looking at the invincible apprentice and future son-in-law on the round platform with great satisfaction.

Qin Yuan stood in the center of the arena with his sword in hand, glanced at the faces of the various sects sitting around the stage, raised his chin a little arrogantly, and asked, "Is there anyone here to teach you?"

He has already lost five masters in a row.

The name of the master of Shangjian Sect is not dissatisfied.Qin Mengwan also sat under the stage, sitting behind Qin Duanyang, whispering in her father's ear, "Senior brother Qin's martial arts has improved so fast, even tonight, he will be beyond his reach."

Qin Duanyang smiled happily and comforted her: "You are still young, so don't rush for a while."

Qin Duanyang stood up gracefully, clasped his fists to the heads of the various sects, walked up to the round platform step by step leisurely and contentedly, and walked to Qin Yuan's side.Qin Yuan lowered his head and called out to applaud the door, Qin Duanyang patted him on the shoulder, and the two exchanged a familiar look.

Qin Duanyang raised his voice and said: "Thank you all heroes for condescending to come here today. It is really a great fortune for Cangya Mountain and a happy event for Wulin for all of us to be able to gather here." Round, cleared his throat, and was about to announce the name of the champion of this year's Sword Discourse Competition, but was interrupted by a distant voice:

"Master Qin, don't worry—"

That voice shocked everyone in the audience.

"Yan Heng from the twelfth floor of the rain is here to pay a visit. Everyone, it's a pleasure to meet you."

The author has something to say:

Qin Duanyang: Why are you late? !As the landlord of the twelfth floor, I have no sense of time, and I am not very convincing

Yan Heng: The villain is always the finale

Qin Duanyang: ←_← The villain isn’t me?

Yan Heng: ... Well, actually, I wanted to make a different appearance instead of taking the usual path, and then accidentally got lost, so I wasted a little time