After Lu Xiaofeng learned about the situation about the embroidery thief, she set out to find Xue Bing's grandmother and investigate the clues.

Yan She and Hua Manlou left together and headed to Yangcheng together.

The Hua family is worthy of being one of the richest families in the martial arts world. Yan She and Hua Manlou saved a lot of money, and they ate well every day and slept well.

"Sure enough, selling your junior sister is the best way to eat with a free meal openly." Yan She thought to himself, and quickly got married Ye Xiuzhu and Ma Xiuzhen.

By then, he will be able to eat freely all year round. He will go to Jiangnan Hua’s house to enjoy the flowers and water in spring, and go to Wanmei Villa to see the plum blossoms in winter... What a wonderful life?

Of course, Hua Manlou didn't know Yan She's thoughts. He and Yan She sat in a comfortable carriage, drinking tea and watching the surrounding scenery, which was very comfortable.

Even Yan She had to admire him. No one could imagine that this was actually a blind man.

It has to be said that some people are born with light and freedom, like flowers on the building; while some people are born with darkness and cruelty, like he is seldom of someone.

No matter what kind of character these two types of people are top-notch existences who can stand on the top of all living beings.

As for most people, they are between the two and are mostly mediocre people.

If you are not crazy, you will not become a Buddha.

If you can't do extreme things, it's hard to be an extreme person.

It's just summer season, and the scenery in the south is the best time of the year, warm and comfortable, but not hot.

Yangcheng is the most prosperous city in the south.

After Yan She and Hua Manlou arrived, they had a great feeling.

The two walked on the street, with people coming and going around, bustling with traffic, and numerous shops, revealing prosperity and peace.

"If I remember well, there is a teahouse in front of me, where the tea is very fresh, so we can go and sit there." Hua Manlou pointed to the left and said.

After getting along during this period, he already knew that Yan She was a relatively self-disciplined person. He was not lustful if he didn't drink alcohol. If he could quit his appetite, he would definitely be a serious monk.

Yan She followed him to the teahouse. The building was in an alley. You could see the prosperity of the downtown city, but you would not be disturbed by the noise. The atmosphere was very quiet.

"The house is built in a human world, but there is no noise from carriages and horses. How can you? Your heart is far away from home." Sitting on the small building, Yan She praised her incense tea.

Hua Manlou said: "Senior Brother Yan has a good mood and has learned the natural way of Mr. Wuliu's birth."

Yan She smiled faintly and said, "I am a monk, but it is really rare that you are in the secular world but can be free from dust."

The woman who served tea on the side showed a sweet smile on her face, and a shallow dimples appeared. She was pretty, and she secretly looked at the two of them with her pair of bright eyes like autumn water.

The white clothes are clean, and the young man is as beautiful as jade. In the bright season, she sits on the small building, enjoys tea, chats and laughs, and has a romantic atmosphere. She is so charming that she can't help but become obsessed with her.

At this time, a white dress came again in the distance.

The woman looked at her, but her mind trembled.

She felt a chill, like a sharp sword.

The man in white held a sword in his hand, and the man looked even more like a sword, cold and sharp.

He walked up the small building, sat down silently, and said, "Give tea!"

The woman walked over and asked, "What tea do you want, guest?"

The man in white said, "I only want white water."

The woman's face flashed with surprise: "Then why do you want to come to us?"

The man in white said, "The water here comes from the mountain springs, the purest."

The woman said, "So that's it, the guest wait." She walked inside.

The man in white suddenly glanced at Yan She and the others.

Yan She also looked at him and looked at him carefully.

This man has white face and a whisper, wearing a snow-white robe, and his eyes are as bright as stars.

However, Yan She's eyes stopped on the black-shewn sword that he had never put down, and praised: "Good sword."

I don't know if it's a sword or a man.

The man in white suddenly said, "Do you know the sword?"

Yan She said: "I know people?"

The man in white said: "What is the difference between the two?"

Yan Shedao: "Swords are dead objects, but people can give them life and spiritual energy. People who know swords may not be able to recognize people, but people who know people must be able to recognize swords."

The man in white said, "Good insight, I wonder how your sword technique is?"

Yan Shedao: "Compared with the Lord of Baiyun City, my swordsmanship is worth mentioning."

The man in white said, "Do you know me?"

Yan Shedao: "The Yellow River is far above the white clouds, and there is an isolated city with thousands of feet of mountains. Don't say that there are no friends on the road ahead, who doesn't know you?"

Hua Manlou smiled and said, "Senior Brother Yan seems to have mixed the two Tang poems."

Yan Shedao: "That's right, this poem is most suitable for Lord Ye."

The man in white is naturally the world-famous lord Ye Gucheng, the lord of Baiyun City.

Ye Gucheng suddenly stood up: "I have no confidant, only an opponent."

His hand was already on the hilt of the sword.

Yan Shedao: "Isn't the opponent the best confidant?"

Ye Gucheng suddenly smiled: "Yes, the opponent is the best confidant."

The woman had brought a bowl of white water.

He picked it up and drank it all, then looked at Yan She and said word by word: "Will you be my best opponent?"

Yan She asked back: "What Lord Ye means is, am I your confidant?"

The two looked at each other and didn't say anything for a moment.

Hua Manlou smiled and said, "In such a beautiful time, the two of you hit it off again. Why not sit down and have a good tea and have a heart-to-heart talk?"

Ye Gucheng said: "I only drink water."

Yan Shedao: "The best way for a swordsman to have a heart-to-heart talk is to be on the sword."

Ye Gucheng nodded and said, "No, people can deceive people, but swords cannot."

Yan She shook her head: "Are you sincere to the sword?"

Ye Gucheng said: "Swordsmen should only be sincere to the sword."

Yan Shedao: "Swordsmen are also humans, and people should only be sincere to themselves."

Ye Gucheng said: "So you are sincere to yourself?"

Yan Shedao: "Move according to the heart and act naturally."

Ye Gucheng was silent for a while and sighed: "You are not a real swordsman, it's a pity."

Yan Shedao: "It's not a pity that there are actually many real swordsmen, but not many can beat me."

Ye Gucheng asked, "What's your name?"

Yan She smiled and said, "I am the head of Emei."

Ye Gucheng's eyes moved: "It turned out to be the Sword Sect."

Yan Shedao: "This is what others call me."

Ye Gucheng said: "The sword that can defeat Ximen Chuxue is enough to be called the Sword Sect. I am also very interested in your single-front sword."

Yan She pointed to the surroundings and said, "This is not a good place to discuss swordsmanship."

Ye Gucheng said: "Then let's change the place."

The summer weather changes as soon as possible. It is raining at this moment, the originally bright sky.

Yan She and Ye Gucheng walked out of the small building and walked out of the city in the wisps of drizzle.

Two sharp edges emerged under the sky covered by dark clouds, but they seemed even more thrilling than dark clouds.

A storm is about to rise.

On the small building, Hua Manlou sighed: "Why are there such things as swordsmen in the world?"

Leaving a piece of silver, he chased the two of them, and laughed and scolded, "I don't know how to pay."

PS: Today's two updates are posted together, so everyone will continue to smash them.
Chapter completed!