When Qu Duiyan was born, his father, Qu Jiang, was already one of the six Asian saints in the world, and his mother, Yang Liu, was the suzerain of Lianjian and the powerhouse at the peak of Mahayana. The Lianjian Sect was so powerful that more than a hundred clans and clans in half of the Central Continent were attached to each other. Lianjian has a lot of spiritual practice. Ever since she was one year old, Quduiyan has often been carried around by her mother, watching people make tricks and casting spells. Sometimes she sees magical scenes similar to waterfalls condensing and hanging springs turning into ice, and she can clap and laugh for a long time.
When she grew into a Pingting girl, and showed her amazing talent and beautiful appearance, there were often rumors in the market, talking about how comfortable and beautiful her life was, and they all said that she was "idle reading Taoism and not starting, crystal." Slowly comb your hair under the curtain." She also said that her senior brother who practiced the Rejuvenation of Dead Trees, on her thirteenth birthday, made hundreds of flowers in the mountains in the middle of winter bloom overnight, just to make her happy.
Compared with the Prince of Beilu, who was raised in the deep palace since childhood and whose name is rarely known, she is more like a high-profile uncrowned princess.
Destiny seemed to pile the best in the world in front of her eyes and let her choose. So much so that Quduiyan later doubted whether the happiness of the first eighteen years was just a false dream.
After waking up, it was dark. Her parents died at the hands of a traitor, and the traitor was her brother and fellow disciple. Although it is difficult to kill a sub-sage and a cultivator of the peak of the Mahayana, it is not impossible. The poison of Mo Dao Qiong Palace, Bao Pu Zong's magic weapon, and the fact that he has given up his blood to make him go crazy and needs someone to help him.
Chu Huan did it all.
Quduiyan later understood a truth. Some people value power and reputation above everything else. As long as the bargaining chip of betrayal exceeds favor and righteousness, nothing cannot be done. However, at that time, she was almost in despair, and finally realized how naive she used to be.
Since then, Chen Yi has returned. From the descent of Cangya Mountain to Lianjian, thousands of miles of chasing and ambush failed to kill him. In the end, he still carried a knife into the hall covered in blood and said, "I believe it."
In a word, it weighs more than a thousand kilograms.
In the late autumn of that year, the blood dyed the spring water in Lianjian red, so that the flying red leaves could not see the color. Their martial arts and swords fell on their former classmates. Later, Chu Huan escaped from Lianrun Mountain and went to Baopuzong, and then the Donglu Demon Army crossed the sea, and the prelude to the war started.
The few elders who remained fruitful all came to persuade Qudui Yan to abandon the mountain. Everyone in the sect was in a panic, and the night before calling all the disciples to announce their stay, Qu Duiyan stood in the ancestral hall looking at the tablet, and after a long time said: "I will not leave, even if no one is buried, I will die in battle. here.
Chen Yi didn't speak until he sent her to the front of the courtyard. The clear moonlight fell in his eyes, as peaceful as before. In the face of the big change, she took a breath to calm the chaos, and learned many thunder methods overnight without a teacher, showing the inherent strength in her blood, but at this moment she was still panicked.
She even speculates on him as if giving up on herself: "Junior Brother, do you want Lianjian Sect
As long as you don't cast the magic way, I will give you Lianjian.
Chen Yi just shook his head: "You have a good rest, everything is up to me. I will do what I say. In that battle, Hu Huan led the demon army to break through the first line of defense arranged by Lianjian in the north. Chen Yi carried the knife. , cut a bloody path among the ten thousand army, and killed the traitor with his own hands.
Later, they went through a lot of things together, and they didn't worry about their own affairs until the war ended and the general situation stabilized. Qu Duiyan sometimes thinks that Chen Yi likes him too, and sometimes thinks that he treats him so well just out of morality.
He Yanyun and Ruan Xiaolian both advised her in the letter not to be impulsive, but she didn't want to be so unclear, so she simply wanted to ask. Even if it is self-indulgent, it is better than tossing and turning. In the evening, she ate a glutinous rice chicken to strengthen her courage, and she ran to knock on Chen Yi's courtyard door.
The prepared belly drafts are all useless, and the opening sentence is: "Do you have someone you like? What do you think of me?"
Chen Yi froze in place, looking straight into her eyes.
Quduiyan was anxious: "You talk!"
I saw the person in front of me slowly say: "When I first started, I thought, even though I'm your junior brother, I'm older than you, and I will protect you all my life... But later, I was reluctant to part with your injuries and suffering, and I always remembered that it's already exceeded. The identity of a junior brother. If you think this is offensive, I will not disturb you in the future. If you say that you are also happy with me, I dare not think about it. "
Quduiyan was a little confused and didn't react: "What's the use of talking about this! There is a kind of union! Let me ask you, do you dare to marry me?!"
"I will marry." Chen Yi said word by word, "I would like to marry Quduiyan as my wife, and I will be the only one born to you. I love you dearly, and I will never deviate from you. Soul flies away."
Quduiyan lowered his head in panic, and saw the red blood falling on the ground, and disappeared in an instant. It's a blood oath.
Tears finally rolled down: "You are stupid, how can anyone make such a heavy oath when they are in union..."
Chen Yi smiled and wiped her tears. He used to read a lot of Spring Breeze Ci and Pen when he was studying in the academy, but he couldn't say a word when he was facing Qudui Yan. No matter how moving the words and phrases are, they all seem frivolous, and if you can't explain clearly, you can only swear.
The date of union has finally been set. Under the appearance of calm, undercurrents are surging from all sides. There are rumors that Lianjian is divided into civil strife and battles between Dao and demons. It is inevitable that their vitality will be severely damaged.
The wedding date is approaching, and Quduiyan is like a formidable enemy.
Chen Yi only said: "Everything has me."
It's still the only sentence, and it's still said and done.
Outside the curtain, the spring rain is continuous, and the wind in the restaurant is intoxicating. This plum wine is the best, especially for girls.
Quduiyan slammed the table: "The person I fell in love with at first sight when I was eight years old became my husband! This legend has grown too big, and now I don't even dare to write it in the book."
He Yanyun was eating roast goose, and said vaguely: "Chen Yiming obviously liked you back then, everyone knows the idea of dim sum, but you are too nervous..."
One hundred Quduiyan refused to accept it.
"I'm just nervous about what it means. He is pure in Taoism, superb in cultivation, handsome and handsome, and has an extraordinary bearing! What's more! He is gentle and patient! He won't refuse anyone at all!" Qu Duiyan patted the table, "This Still got it?! How many young girls are pounced on!"
"Wait, the Taoist method is pure, and the cultivation base is superb, I recognize it, but the last two words, are you sure you are talking about him?"
Qu Duiyan replied without hesitation: "Do you think he is not handsome? What's your vision?"
He Yanyun was silent, Ruan Xiaolian knew that she was a little drunk, and she added Chunjuan thoughtful: "Yes, yes, he is handsome, you are beautiful, you are a natural couple." God knows why the dignified Lianjian sect master, a great practitioner If you want to talk about your appearance, what is this called
When Quduiyan heard this, there was no joy.
"No matter how beautiful the face is, it is relative every day, ten years and a hundred years, there will always be a day when you get bored."
Even Ruan Xiaolian is speechless now, didn't you say that you fell into the sea when you were eight years old? Where has the energy of the world's number one narcissism gone
He Yanyun pouted to her: "Stop drinking, go home with your Taoist companion."
As soon as Qu Duiyan turned his head, he saw Chen Yi standing at the entrance of the stairs. Seeing her looking over, he seemed to touch his nose a little embarrassedly: "I think you haven't come back yet. Well, it's getting late."
He-in-law Yun felt that he had really convinced these two people. He played mahjong and sat down at home to give out husband and wife cards. It was enough to feed one and eat. After so many years, Chen Yi had become a sub-sage. She watched the two walk away together, and lowered her head to face the meat that Ruan Xiaolian gave her, and suddenly felt that there was no trace of dissatisfaction, and her life was far more nourishing than Quduiyan.
Quduiyan often wondered, when was the first time he saw Chen Yi
I went with my father to visit Mr. Zhangyuan, and it was boring to watch the adults play chess and drink tea, so I had to go and have fun. At that time, Chen Yi was still an immature teenager, squatting in the woods to bandage the kitten, and he didn't have the fierce and decisive killing after many years, only a bookish air.
"Whose child are you? Well, do you want to eat?"
The lights of the library not far away reflected in his eyes, warm and bright, making people yearn for it.
"Big brother, your candy is so delicious, and you are so beautiful. When I grow up, will you marry me?"
Chen Yi smiled: "I give you a packet of jelly beans and you say you want to marry me, making me look like a human trafficker who kidnaps children."
Quduiyan was a little sad: "Don't you like me?"
"When you grow up in the future, you will find that I am not good-looking at all. There will be many people who like you, and you will also like very good people. When you think about today, you will feel ridiculous and even regret it." Chen Yi touched her hair, "It's okay, I won't care about you."
Qu Duiyan always remembered this sentence, and later she did laugh at her absurdity when she was a child, and she also had a momentary rush to the white-haired boy at the Folding Flower Club.
But the heart came and went, the most clear and profound, in the end, was still Chen Yi's appearance. She wrote in a letter to two close friends: "He should have forgotten it long ago, and even if he remembered, he would not have recognized me."
He is the young impulse to fall in love at first sight, and he is also the long-lasting love that grows over time. There is nothing more beautiful than this.
It's another year when the spring breeze blows the willows, and when I wake up in the morning, I get tired and comb my hair.
The woman who was more beautiful than Chunhua turned her sleeves into a water mirror, took a self-portrait in the mirror, and asked, "Am I good-looking?"
Chen Yi became nervous and answered seriously: "It looks good."
"How good-looking? But it's flawless, no matter how you look at it, you won't get tired of it?"
"Of course it is."
"You perfunctory me, there is no perfection in the world."
Chen Yi felt that he could not laugh or cry, and lowered his eyes to tie her hair with a jasper bead hairpin.
Qu Duiyan looked in the mirror and was amazed at the ingenuity of his Taoist companion, he forgot his rudeness in a blink of an eye, but suddenly listened to the man: "There is no such thing as a flawless face in the world, it's just the face of a loved one. ."
In the third year after Chen Yi entered the sub-sage realm, Qu Duiyan gave birth to two sons. The more advanced the cultivator is, the more difficult it is to conceive a child. In addition to consuming effort, it also depends on God-given opportunities. When the mother and child were safe, He Yanyun and Ruan Xiaolian kept going and returned to Cangya Mountain overnight, not even thinking about the supper on the table.
"Even though Yu's son is so soft and soft in my arms, my heart softens when I hold it in my arms, but if I stay for another day, my eyes will be blind," He Yanyun said.
Ruan Xiaolian felt the same: "In the next year, I don't want to see the two of them appearing at the same time, it's just maddening."
When Quduiyan had a miscarriage, he was too lazy to go out, and only dealt with the important affairs of the sect. During the rest of the time, he asked two people to play cards. With Chen Yi, they just made a table. Chen Yixiu is high and self-evident. It stands to reason that none of the three people present is his opponent, but he has never won a single game. In He Yanyun's words, "Even if you play a pile of cigarettes with her eyes closed, Chen Yi can help her make up a pair of thirteen." In addition to feeding cards, Lian Run Yasheng is also good at serving tea and pouring water, pinching his shoulders and beating Back, soothe the manic mood of pregnant women.
Although the immortal couple never behaved intimately in front of people, they spoke tacitly, and their eyes flowed with warmth that could not be concealed, which could easily cause psychological damage to the only two onlookers.
There are many Xuanquan waterfalls in Lianjian, and it is still water-dedicated. Quduiyan named the eldest son Chen Zhuo and the youngest son Chen Lian. At their full moon banquet, the major families and clans rushed to congratulate them, and half of the middle land could see the rays of light on Lianjian Mountain.
Sect Master Qu has been in a high position for a long time, her methods are thunderous, and she has a lot of power. Although her brilliance is more glorious in the past, no one has called her the number one beauty, or dared not judge her appearance. After all, in the hearts of the world, power, status and cultivation realm are far from being comparable to beauty.
No one knew that Sect Master Qu was very concerned about this, especially after giving birth, she even wrote a letter to ask the two close friends: "In your opinion, is my complexion worse than before?"
He Yanyun was speechless, and she picked up a pen and replied, "I think you are the person in the world who needs to worry about this least."
Ruan Xiaolian comforted her and said, "I've already said that, even when she is 180 years old, she will still be like 18 when she encounters something related to Chen Yi."
He-in-law Yun collapsed: "Eighteen?! It's too much to overestimate her! At most eight years old! It's still when you say you want to marry someone at the first meeting at the school! Eight years old can't be any longer!"
After receiving the letter, Quduiyan muttered to himself: "Why don't you worry, you don't know, the little girl who is going up the mountain to apprentice is getting more and more spiritual every year."
When Chen Yi came in, he saw her standing in front of the window whispering, so he restrained his breath and slowly stepped forward, took the person into his arms from behind, and said with a low smile, "Where can a girl be more shrewd than my little girl?"
Quduiyan was taken aback, and even though it was an old couple, he couldn't help blushing. He couldn't help but turn his eyes: "There is no little girl in your family, only two sons are like skin monkeys.
"Hey, isn't it? Is this in my arms a little girl?"
Quduiyan burst out laughing, this time it really looks like eighteen.
For a long time, the young people with the most speculation in the cultivation world were Chen Zhuo and Chen Lian, not to mention their talents. In terms of their status, they were the highest among the younger generation, because they In the future, he will surely inherit the great foundation of the Lianjian Sect.
This situation did not improve until Liu Chaoshuang accepted the apprentice and Xi Huafeng had the second generation of apprentices.
The world said that the two young masters of Lianjian were precocious in their childhood, extremely talented, and their appearance and bearing were all like heaven and man. And Quduiyan once invited two friends to go down the mountain to eat shabu-shabu, and accidentally heard rumors, but was so worried that he only ate five plates of meat.
He Yanyun took the opportunity to put the rest into her bowl, and said vaguely, "What are you sighing, what they said is true."
It's true, but unfortunately it has to be looked at separately.
The eldest son, Chen Zhuo, who was precocious in his childhood and extremely talented. His facial features are like a father, standing beside Chen Yi, one big and one small, it is almost carved out of the same mold. Later, he went to the school to study for a few years, and his temperament became more and more like his father.
The youngest son, Chen Lian, looks like his mother, and there is also the charm of Qu Dui Yan when he was young. Because I was a little late, I was accustomed to being spoiled by my father and brother since I was a child. I was arrogant, and yelled at He Yanyun and Ruan Xiaolian as a good sister. When I grew up, I was more casual. I don't know what the rules of the world are. When you want to teach harshly, it is too late.
Therefore, it is often seen that there is a gorgeous young man in the back mountain of Lianjian who runs wild, jumping on the roof and passing through the gate of the temple, climbing high trees and flying waterfalls.
It doesn't matter if you can't run, as long as you can shout - "Oh! It hurts to death, help! I'm going to be beaten to death, Daddy save me! Big brother save me!"
Then came the woman's cold voice accompanied by the boy's painful cry: "How dare you run, don't break your legs today, do you think my Moon Armor is a decoration?"
This is the time when Chen Yi rarely needs to show his cultivation. He appears out of thin air and hugs his wife: "If you have something to say, no one in your family can use a sword. Don't get angry and hurt your body."
Another teenager just arrived, and hurriedly hugged Qu Duiyan's waist: "Mother! Don't hit your brother! You see he's about to be beaten to death!"
After the dust settled in a matter of seconds, Qu Duiyan had to struggle to get rid of the two human-shaped pendants on his body, retracted the sword and sheathed it, hating iron for not being steel, saying: "You, a loving father is such a loser! If there is still you, I will protect you. My brother is so used to him that he doesn't know how high the sky is, how can you still protect him for the rest of his life?"
The Wen Wen boy immediately patted her back and said, "I brought Xiao Lian back three months ago, and I kept him on the mountain. Now he wants to go down the mountain again, it's not too much..."
"Traveling? Then did he say where to go?" Qu Duiyan threw out a stack of drawings, "Look at what your brother did!"
Chen Guan hurriedly took it, but he didn't open it, and his face was slightly red.
Quduiyan rolled his eyes: "Look, this time it's not an erotic image."
Those are several shipbuilding drawings and navigation route maps with precise structures.
Chen Yi glanced at it, frowned slightly, but did not speak.
Chen Zhuo's complexion suddenly changed: "Xiao Lian, are you going to Donglu?"
"Don't be nervous, just take a boat to cross the sea to watch a beast tide, and feel the customs of another continent. You can treat me as I go out for an outing in the autumn tour. I also made an appointment with friends, it's alright... "
When Quduiyan heard this, he became angry again: "You dare!"
The handsome young man came out from behind his father and brother: "Mother, my friends and I have decided to leave today. They have already been waiting for me at Songhe Pavilion ten miles down the mountain, and they can't make it up."
Seeing that he didn't dodge, Quduiyan laughed in anger: "It's very tough, isn't it a promise of loyalty? Okay, today you have walked three moves under my hands, and you will go down the mountain."
Chen Yi said: "Pile of cigarettes, calm down, and have something to say."
"I'm calm. He's sixteen years old this year. He should have been responsible for his words and deeds. This is my business with him, you two don't care."
Quduiyan turned and shouted sharply: "Pulling your sword Ruoruo, you don't even have the guts to shoot at me and me, and you still go to the East!"
The room was silent for a while, only the roar of the waterfall and the roar of the water, and the raging pine waves in the mountains and forests were deafening.
Chen Lian did use a knife. Although everyone who has seen him thinks that he is more suitable for wearing a long sword on his waist, so as to set off the graceful bearing of the elegant son.
At this time, facing his angry mother and worried father and brother, he sighed slightly and took a few steps back, seemingly helpless: "Son naturally dare not shoot at mother."
Chen Yi and Chen Zhuo breathed a sigh of relief, and waited for Chen Lian to be courteous as before, and two or three sentences coaxed Sect Master Qu to dissipate his anger. However, he saw that his expression suddenly became solemn, and he politely gave a junior salute.
He calmly said: "I also ask my mother to take the shot first."
Chen Zhuo yelled "nonsense", but he was stopped without moving, only to hear Chen Yi whisper: "Your mother is measured."
Only at this moment did they realize that Chen Lian took a few steps back in order to widen the distance for the two of them to fight.
Chen Lian finally went down the mountain, walking down the mountain step by step without letting Chen Zhuo help him.
The spring breeze in March was intoxicating, raising his black hair and robes. The young man is tall and straight, and it is the best age.
Facts have proved that Chen Yi still overestimated his wife. The furious Sect Master Qu did not have any sense of measure. The sword wrapped in the moon and the wind and thunder unsheathed on his own. The leaves of the mountains and forests, birds were frightened, and the violent overflow of true essence shook the ban on the back mountain. , which made Zong Nei Lian Run all the disciples stunned for no reason.
Chen Lian slashed in front of him, retreating again and again, smashing a huge tree in the back mountain, and retreating all the way to the side of the waterfall halfway up the mountain.
With another sword, he was about to fall into the cold pool under the waterfall. Unfortunately, after the three moves, Chen Lian supported the ground with the knife and could not fall.
Quduiyan retracted the sword and asked in a cold voice, "This is not your father's swordsmanship, where did you learn it?"
Chen wiped the blood from his lips: "A friend taught it."
Sect Master Qu was silent for a long time, then waved his hand: "Forget it, each has its own fate, you can go."
Without looking at him, he turned around and went up the mountain.
Lian bowed deeply to her back, her body was unstable and she almost fell over, she was rushed over, carried into her arms, and fed an elixir.
Seeing that his son had come down the mountain, Chen Yi looked at his wife's face and smiled, "Isn't it distressed that I beat him? Are you still angry?"
Sect Master Qu, who had just looked indifferent just now, rushed up and shook his shoulders fiercely: "What kind of bastard friend do you think he knows! It's even better than him! It's not a big deal, it's mad at me!!! Ah! what!!!"
At the same moment, Yan Xing, who was cooking wine in Songhe Xiangli, seemed to feel something, and was stunned for a moment.
People around him asked, "What's wrong?"
Yan Xing touched his nose: "Why do I think someone scolded me just now?"
Song Tang said: "There are still few people who scold you? I want to scold you every day."
Yan Xing shamelessly went up to play a hooligan: "You scold me a thousand times, and I like to hear it too."
Sect Master Song coughed and took two steps back: "There is a junior here today, so be serious."
Yan Xing raised his eyebrows: "You mean that boy Chen Lian? Do you think he is more serious than me?"
Song Ye thought about it, but he didn't know what to say.
Chen Lian is completely different from Chen Zhuo. He has no self-consciousness as the young master of Xiaojian. On the contrary, because his parents are too famous, he is reluctant to mention his identity when he goes out, and even made up a few words.
When he passed Panlongling, he met Yan Xing Pingshui, and happened to encounter thieves and robbers.
Yan Xing was in a good mood and praised him: "Your swordsmanship is good."
After all, in the cultivation world, there are still not many people who practice swords. A young genius with excellent aptitude, he always likes to imitate the Cangya Mountain and the Qinglu Sword Sect. He is dressed in white with a cold face and wears a long sword on his waist, thinking it is cool.
Chen Lian also said a lot of things that he never mentioned that day: "My father taught me, my father is the most powerful person I have ever met." He poured a big bowl of wine for the two of them, "Unfortunately I don't want to learn from him. Knife… "
Yan Xing chewed the vinegar soaked peanuts: "Then what do you want?"
"I want to learn Yan's ancestor's water-breaking knife. I have been in this world for a while. Of course, I will come here as I am happy. If I want to learn, I will learn the most enjoyable knife." Do you think I'm crazy?"
"I think it's a coincidence."
Chen Zhuo said in surprise: "You also want to worship him as a teacher?"
Yan Xing slapped the long knife on the table with a "pop": "No, I am."
At this moment, he finally understood why Master did this when he accepted him, because it was so cool.
But he wasn't Wei Jingfeng, and he didn't like picking people up on the mountain: "I don't need apprentices, but there is one less drinking friend."
Seeing that the person on the other side was still stunned and speechless, Yan Xing said again, "You said that your father also uses a knife? Let's make an appointment next time, and let's have a drink and learn from each other."
As soon as he finished speaking, the young man recovered from his stunned state, and said slowly, "He never drinks alcohol, he only drinks tea. Speaking of which, you know him, my father Chen Yi."
Later, Yan Xing became "the unidentified jerk friend of the youngest son" in the hearts of Lian Run and his wife, and Chen Lian's outlook on life was reshaped several times.
The white-haired and cold-eyed true immortal listened to what his Taoist companion said; the emperor of the Northern Lands liked to gamble and listen to books; Xi Huafeng would go down the mountain on the 15th day of every month to buy wine and sweets for his master. Oh yes, his master is that arrogant and unruly Sword Saint.
Compared to these, what is it that Yan Xing likes to play hooligans after drinking
Not everyone can accept the disillusionment of idols, Chen Lian can only sigh: "The legends are all lies."
At this time, he rushed to the Songhe Pavilion in a hurry, and Yan Xing, who was cooking wine in the pavilion, jumped up: "How did you do this?"
Chen Lian bowed slightly to the seated Sect Master Song, and smiled bitterly, "My mother won't let me out."
Yan Xing poured him a glass of wine: "Young man, when I was as old as you, I was often beaten. I can't help it, the big brother can't teach me, I will improve after hitting a few more times. But I'm rough, skin. Thick and thick meat is not bad, you are so thin and tender, your mother can do it? Your father won't stop you? Are you biological?"
Chen Lian couldn't take it at all.
Yan Xing continued: "Otherwise, consider changing the surname. If you think that the surname Yan is not good, the surname Song is also very good. Look at the sect master Song, who is rigorous and calm, likes to be reasonable, and never hits people."
Song Tang choked a sip of tea in his throat and coughed again and again, he picked up the scabbard and slapped Yan Xing hard.
How can anyone kidnap someone else's child with their own surname? If his parents knew about it, how would the Lianjian Sect and the Qinglu Sword Sect maintain normal diplomacy in the future
Fortunately, Chen Lian was determined: "Thank you, don't think about it, I like the surname Chen." He immediately changed the subject, "Where's picking up flowers?"
Picking Up Flowers was the name of Anna May's apprentice.
Yan Xingdao: "She was kidnapped by the fifth bird and went to the Northern Continent to eat the royal meal. It is estimated that she will be a little late."
Chen Lian thought of that magical red-eyed blue-winged luan, and said that the mind of the alien beast is like a child
Alas, the book is also deceitful.
The night is deep and dew is heavy, and the spring breeze is cool. Chen Yi and Chen Zhuo were standing in the corner building and were having a conversation between father and son. The view here is broad, the streams under the moon are bathed in a faint silver glow, the forests and seas are green and stretches, and the hanging springs and waterfalls are shimmering.
Their father and son speak very directly, and often it is the father who speaks first.
"I already know what happened last month."
Chen Zhuo was silent for a while, then bowed slightly: "It's my mishandling that made Daddy worry."
Yi Chen Yi patted his son on the shoulder: "No, at that time, you did your best. As for the rumors in the market, you don't have to worry about it."
At this time last month, Chen Lian got into a little trouble. Although it is commonplace as a person who often causes all kinds of trouble and can always solve it, but this time is different, because his brother happened to meet him.
Chen Lian accidentally rescued a woman in the border city of Central China and sent her home. Who knew that the other party was the direct daughter of the city lord, and she wanted to recruit him into the marriage because she liked his appearance and demeanor. Splash five steps. The story of marriage turned directly into a big drama of grudges and vendettas.
When Chen Lian was blocked on the street by the servants of the nursing home, the young lady said a lot of words with mockery on her face. He was so speechless that he didn't even bother to tease each other with each other.
The news spread quickly in the small border town, but no one dared to speak out when the audience was angry.
In fact, Chen Lian was thinking that the atmosphere in the southernmost part of the Central Continent turned out to be so bad. A noble family attached to Lianjian was so domineering and domineering, shouldn't it be time to take care of it
However, before he could draw his knife, the crowd of onlookers suddenly dispersed, and the thugs who were charging at him also stopped. The young lady stared blankly behind him, her face turning pale.
Chen Lian turned around and looked around, there was smoke and dust at the end of the long street, and a group of cultivators in purple shirts walked in a hurry, and they came to the front in an instant.
Although the leader has the appearance of an ordinary teenager, he is full of style, his face is calm and indifferent, and there are more than 20 people behind him, mighty and majestic.
Everyone was horrified, and while retreating to the side of the road, they speculated that this person must be an incredible big man. Because the city lord, who was usually high above, seemed to be a different person at this time, nodding and bowing and chasing after the boy, as if asking for something.
Suddenly the young man stopped and looked here, his expression changed slightly.
Chen Zhuo obviously didn't expect to meet his younger brother here. The two brothers looked at each other, but Chen Lian reacted first, jumping behind his brother with a stride, and posing as a fox and tiger: "A Guan, are you here to save me? Great! "
He has only two emotions to call Chen Guan "brother", one is when he is chased by his mother and the other is after being beaten by his mother. A sickle disciple recognized him and almost exclaimed, but was stopped by his "silence" gesture.
Chen Zhuo looked at it a little, and with his cultivation base, the whispers in the crowd were naturally heard, and at this time, he generally understood a little.
Young Master Lianjian asked around: "You want to teach him a lesson?"
The city owner is so shrewd, he hates the stupid daughter who made trouble, and smiles on his face: "It's all a misunderstanding and I don't know it's your friend."
After saying that, they bowed and bowed first, and when the servants saw this, they knelt down, and the long street was clattering to their knees.
Chen Zhuo raised his hand to support him: "Don't be afraid, make things clear. If it's his fault, I'll apologize for him."
The city lord was supported by him, and Zhen Yuan was restrained. He couldn't go down and straighten up. He was sweating like rain in an instant and said: "I don't dare."
Chen Guan changed his words: "If not, then I must seek justice for him."
His tone was calm, and his expression showed no anger. Because he doesn't need any emotions, Lian Jian's justice does not lie in killing people in the street. Calm itself represents a kind of strength and attitude.
Chen Lian was so moved that he wanted to call him brother, but unfortunately his brother didn't give him this chance.
"You're alone outside, this is the kind of life you're living?! Chen Zhuo looked at the person in front of him and lost a lot of weight. When he left home, the brocade and splendid clothes had been replaced by coarse linen clothes, and he suddenly thought of his brother's poor and lonely life. Scenario. He said coldly: "Go back with me. "
"Oh."
It was the first time that his brother was so fierce to him, and Chen Lian immediately became so obedient that he took the initiative to pull his brother's sleeve, bowed his head and walked away. A group of Lianjian disciples followed behind them and left.
The onlookers were left dumbfounded.
The two people are very different in appearance and temperament. If you don't look closely, you will never find the similarities between the eyebrows and eyes, and no one thinks that they will be brothers.
With so many people talking on the street, it is inevitable that rumors will rise, and it will only take a few days for them to spread throughout the Central Mainland. Speaking of how stunning the young man's appearance was, the young master Lian Jian, who has always been calm, lost his sense of proportion: Some people say that Chen Zhuo is young after all, and no matter how old he is on weekdays, he can't help but be enthusiastic when he encounters beautiful women in distress. People do not flirt with young people, this is what a young man looks like. As for whether a beauty is male or female, what does it matter.
"You guys have grown up, you have your own ideas, and I can't figure out what you're thinking..." Like every father who has a headache for his son, Chen Yi rubbed his brows, "Why do you think Xiao Lian never uses Young Master Lianjian? walk in the world as an identity?"
"He said he likes freedom and wants to make some real friends."
"Then what do you think?"
Chen Zhuo smiled: "Look from a distance, as long as he is happy."
"Maybe this will cause you some trouble."
"I'm his elder brother, who else will trouble me if he doesn't trouble me?" The young man looked at the continuous mountains in the vast night, his eyes calm, "Mother asked me today, can I protect him for a lifetime? I can’t even protect it, so what can I protect in Lianjian, what in China?”
After that, he smiled: "Now calm down and realize that life is too long, I can't tell. But I am his eldest brother, and I will protect him for a day. Let him do what he likes. To become the person he wants to be, as long as he does not do evil, no matter what the world thinks of him, I will always stand by his side."
Chen Yi was noncommittal and patted his son's shoulder: "You have your own way, I can't control it. Let go and do it, everything is up to me."
"Father's words are so powerful, when can I be as confident as my father?"
"How old are you? Besides, I didn't say this at the earliest."
"Who is that?"
"The owner of Lanyue Sword, Lian Jian Yasheng. That is your mother's father, my master."
Chen Yi's thoughts went back to the distant past, and he thought of the wise and gentle middle-aged man: At that time, I had just entered Taoism, thinking that a person as powerful as Master should be like the sun, moon and stars, never falling. However, things were unpredictable, and fate changed dramatically. Your mother was only eighteen years old when he was assassinated. "
"If one day, your mother and I are gone, you and your brother will have to support each other and end a long life."
Chen Zhuo had never heard his father mention this past event, and was stunned for a while, but he felt that the topic was too heavy, and he wanted to say something, but saw his father wave his hand: "Go back and rest, don't be too tired."
Chen Yi was still immersed in his own memories. The year he entered the master's door was also in spring. He performed tedious ceremonies and couldn't remember which seniors and elders he met, but he only remembered that he followed behind Master Qu Jiang, wearing flowers and willows, and going to the back mountain.
Suddenly, the master stopped and beckoned to a willow tree beside the road, and a little girl jumped down from it.
The master smiled and messed up the little girl's hair, turned around and said to him, "This is my only daughter, her name is Duiyan, she is your senior sister, but she is not as old as you, and even less calm and diligent than you, and I will need your help in the future. ."
Chen Yi stepped forward to greet him: "Hello, Senior Sister."
The Qudui cigarette hidden in the tree was caught. I wonder if it reminded me of the first encounter in the school, so don't turn your head and refuse to look at him.
At that time, her beautiful face had not yet grown, and her eyes were full of innocent innocence.
He thought to himself, this is my little sister, and I want to protect her forever.