Song of Adolescence

Three thousand prosperous.

I stab you with a sword.

Lei Wujie sword pointed to Duan Xuanyi, the third sword aura was endless, the fragrance of flowers overflowed, but it was murderous.

Duan Xuanyi retreated violently and transported the Yin Shui Jue, but was instantly broken by the sword qi, and his true qi plummeted. He tried to use the "Twenty-Four Bridges and Bright Moon Night" again, only to find that Fan and Xiao, who had already been well-trained, had a sense of resistance to himself. He remembered what his father said when he taught him martial arts, that the twenty-three bridges on the front of "Twenty-Four Bridges and Mingyue Night" are extremely elegant and gentle. And the "section" of the bridge on the back is a ruin. Although powerful, it violates the gentleman's way and cannot be used unless it is a last resort. He didn't think so, thinking that a weapon is a weapon, how can there be so much elegance. But today, I finally understood what my father said.

Unfortunately, he is going to die soon!

"Although the Jiangnan Duan family is no better than the Tangmen Leijiabao, it is still a big family. The eldest son died here, it's not good." The white-clothed scribe sat down, this time it should not be his turn to take action.

Sikong Changfeng was not in a hurry, and put down his spear: "No matter who it is, you can't die in Xueyue City."

Although Tang Lian just got off the line, seeing this scene, she still shouted: "Wu Jie, stop!"

At this moment, Lei Wujie was surrounded by flowers, his sword aura was like tide, and at first glance he seemed handsome and shocked, but he complained endlessly in his heart. How could he really want to kill Duan Xuanyi. But just now, in a hurry, he made a sword and accidentally used the genuine Yue Xi Huachen, but he couldn't control this powerful sword energy, and he couldn't take it back!

"Lei Wujie!" Tang Lian shouted again, and took a step forward, ready to rush forward, but it was too late.

Duan Xuanyi turned pale with fright. He couldn't retreat, his knees softened, and he knelt down, completely devoid of the elegant air just now.

At this moment, a green figure stepped into the sea of ​​flowers. She came here leisurely, seemingly not afraid of the surge of sword energy, she just blocked Lei Wujie in this way, and gently held a camellia floating around.

is her. Ye Ruoyi.

Lei Wujie was shocked, but still couldn't control the sword in his hand. Ye Ruoyi suddenly took a step forward and lightly touched the hearing rain sword with his hand. I heard that the rain sword swept across her beard, cut her hair rope, and the long dark red hair poured down like a waterfall.

Lei Wujie was dumbfounded, but saw Ye Ruoyi turn around, and suddenly took his hand gently, and whispered, "You have a good sword."

Lei Wujie didn't know how to answer, but responded blankly: "Yeah."

Ye Ruoyi gently waved his hand and brought up the sea of ​​flowers slightly. It was just a momentary effort. The murderous sword aura suddenly became warm and gentle. Although the sword aura was still like a tide, There is no half murder. Ye Ruoyi took a step, took Lei Wujie and suddenly took a step back, then let go of Lei Wujie's hand and said, "Follow my movements."

Lei Wujie could only murmur and nod, Ye Ruoyi's voice was gentle and nice, but there was a kind of magic power that was close to command.

"What a silly boy." Ye Ruoyi smiled, took a step back, flicked his sleeves, rolled his long sleeves, and started dancing on the spot.

Lei Wujie almost didn't hesitate, holding the sword and following Ye Ruoyi's pace.

With flowers flying, Lei Wujie's red clothes rolled and danced with a beautiful sword. And the peerless woman who can be called a "beauty" around her with long sleeves flutters with graceful steps.

There are only four words in everyone's mind at this moment: Fenghua is peerless.

"This is really elegant." The white-clothed scribe smiled, "Jiangnan Duan family? It's far from it."

"This is... Ruoyi Jian Wu." Sikong Changfeng said in deep thought.

"Yes, Ruoyi sword dance. The dance created by the general Ye Family on the battlefield. It is said that when Ye Family Army marched twenty years ago, there was a woman in white wearing a sword dancing wildly, looking from a distance, it seemed like a heavenly person. This sword dance has two scores, the upper and lower scores, the upper score is called the cloud gate, if you walk through the clouds and the water, strolling leisurely, and the lower score is called the killing formation, murderous rampage, thousands of miles away. This is the cloud gate." Bai Yi The scribe smiled, "It's just a pity that there is dancing but not fun."

"Wuyuxuan so many singers and musicians, how can there be no fun?" Sikong Changfeng said.

The scribe in white shook his head: "It's not that I underestimated you Xueyue City. It's hard to find a musician who can be worthy of Ruoyi Jianwu."

As soon as the voice fell, I suddenly heard the sound of a flute. The scribe in white was taken aback, looking in the direction of the sound, and saw a thin man in a blue shirt holding a flute and playing there. His complexion was like water and the waves were unclear, but the flute sound contained richness. Emotions. And it is perfectly combined with the dance steps of the two in the courtyard. It seems that this song was made for this sword dance.

"No! It doesn't seem to be that this song is Ruoyi Jianwu's song. It is'Shao', the dance song'Shao' that is said to have been lost! Sikong Changfeng, who is this person, how can you Xueyuecheng be like this? Disciple." The scribe in white stood up again, his eyes gleaming.

"It's my disciple, Xiao Se." Sikong Changfeng said triumphantly.

"Good, good. This time the Hundred Flowers Meeting, I didn't come in vain." The white-robed scribe was very interested, and after going around, he jumped out of the Accord and landed in the courtyard. The musicians around him were already a little stunned to see what was happening in front of him suddenly, and he was even more stunned to see someone suddenly fall in front of him.

And the scribe, dressed in white, with an elegant face, waved his hand gently: "Excuse me, I can borrow the piano for a use."

The musician nodded and stood up in a panic. But seeing the white-clothed scribe gently waved his hand, the guqin fell into his hand. The scribe did not sit down, holding the guqin in his right hand, and swiping the strings with his left hand.

Like thousands of horses, stepping through the wasteland!

"Who is it!" Lei Wujie, Ye Ruoyi, and Xiao Se in the field were all shocked. This violin sound was too strong for them to match.

The middle-aged scribe smiled slightly, took a step back, put the piano back on the table, sat down leisurely, and said loudly: "Don't worry about me! It's my honor to see a real Ruoyi sword dance once in my life. !"

The sword dance did not stop. Although the three people were shocked, the steps under their feet and the sound of the flute were still not messy. The middle-aged scribe closed his eyes, listened quietly, and moved his fingers slightly on the strings. This was the first time that he heard the real Ruoyi sword dance song-Shao, but with his talents of heaven, he knew all the sounds from the moment he held the piano.

There is a way to follow everything in the world. One method works, everything works.

From the moment he sat down, Xiao Se guessed the identity of the scribe in white. Some people have practiced swords all their lives, but their martial arts are mediocre. But this person has read books for half a lifetime, claiming to be well-versed in world affairs, and someone teasing him, then you scholar can use a sword, so you hand him a sword.

He pondered for a long time, picked up the sword, waved it unnaturally, and suddenly handed out a sword.

This sword is a peerless one!

This sword has also become another sword fairy in the arena.

Confucian sword fairy, Xie Xuan.