Zhang Wenxue was stunned for a while before finally understanding what Jiang Su meant.
Jiang Su wanted Mu Yichuan to take part in the trial of swordsmanship and make a name for himself in the arena, so that Lin Fengnan could understand that his children were not the stains of his life, but the glory of his life.
But Mu Yichuan is not a disciple of the Shishui Sword Sect, how could he replace Jiang Su in battle
Zhang Wenxue didn't support Jiang Su's actions. He wanted to dissuade him, but he also knew that if Jiang Su had identified this matter, he would definitely persevere to the end and never waver.
Filled with helplessness, he paused for a while, then Fang murmured and asked Jiang Su, "You really don't know why we stopped Mu Yichuan from going to the martial arts conference, right?"
Jiang Su frowned, puzzled: "You didn't say..."
Zhang Wenxue sighed and answered his own question: "Yes, how could you possibly know."
Jiang Su: "..."
Zhang Wenxue added, "You really like him."
This sentence is not a question, he already had the answer in his heart, but Jiang Su was stunned for a moment when he heard what he said, and then nodded, and said, "After all these years, I have rarely met a confidant and good friend who I can relate to."
Zhang Wenxue opened his lips slightly, and only felt a choked voice in his throat for a while, as if there were a thousand words, but it was really hard to say, he took a deep breath for a long time, and said in a low voice, "I have been with your brother for many years, but we have a confidant. It doesn't count."
"Senior brother is a senior brother, naturally it is different." Jiang Su did not notice Zhang Wenxue's different mood, and replied seriously, "I admire senior brother, but above swordsmanship, senior brother can no longer explain my confusion."
He was stuck in a bottleneck for a long time, but he couldn't make any progress despite his hard work. Zhang Wenxue's swordsmanship was far inferior to him. It was difficult for him to discuss and study swordsmanship skills. Mu Yichuan was different. , always get something.
Zhang Wenxue understood.
Jiang Su didn't understand anything. Mu Yichuan was good at martial arts and had an appetite for him. Jiang Su regarded him as his best friend, no matter where he came from or what came first, while Zhang Wenxue stayed by Jiang Su's side. After so many years, it is only today that I see this truth.
No matter how gentle and careful he was to take care of Jiang Su, it was useless.
Jiang Su likes only those who can stand by his side, who can rival him and compete with him.
Then if he wants Jiang Su to respond to him, he should assume the responsibility of the head of the Zhishui Sword Sect, cultivate his swordsmanship to the highest level, and stand side by side with Jiang Su in this arena...
"You're right." Zhang Wenxue said with a wry smile, "Over the years, I have been slack in practicing martial arts, as the head of the sect, this is a huge fault, I shouldn't be like this, and I will work harder in the future. "
Jiang Su was really overjoyed when he heard Zhang Wenxue say this, he immediately took a step forward, took Zhang Wenxue's hand, and seriously suggested to Zhang Wenxue, saying, "I think senior brother has not progressed in martial arts these years, it is just because of foreigners. There are a lot of things that interfere, senior brother can still remember that Master once told us that if we want to cultivate this water-stopping sword technique, the first thing we have to do is to cut off our emotions.”
Zhang Wenxue: "Stop love..."
"The word love, in terms of swordsmanship, is the most useless thing." Jiang Su said, "The sword, the most important thing to stay away from is emotion."
…
Jiang Su returned to the crowd, first took Mu Yichuan aside, called someone to prepare the carriage, and said to Mu Yichuan, "I have discussed it with my senior brother."
But Mu Yichuan lowered his head and said, "Jiang Shaoxia, I must never go to the Wulin League."
Jiang Su ignored his refusal, and directly stated the result of his discussion with his senior brother, saying, "I have already told my senior brother that you will fight for me in this martial arts conference."
Mu Yichuan opened his eyes wide, in shock, and said after a while, "My identity—"
Jiang Su asked back, "What's wrong with your identity?"
"You and I are very different. My appearance at the martial arts conference will only cause trouble for you." Mu Yichuan said hurriedly, "You and Zhang Sect are so good to me, I can't drag you down."
"Your father hid you so well, no one should recognize you at the martial arts conference." Jiang Su said, "Your father looks down on you so much, don't you want a chance to make him look at you?"
Mu Yichuan: "I..."
"You listen to me." Jiang Su raised his eyebrows, "I won't hurt you."
Mu Yichuan wanted to say more, but the carriage was ready, Jiang Su urged him to get in the car, and he thought that he had only left the teaching four times so far, and the first three times were always accompanied by Zuo Hufa Wuqi, leaving no survivors. , This time, he encountered a landslide in Lingxi. Except for him, no one survived. In the right path, no one really knew his face.
He wanted to go to the martial arts conference, and he wanted to take a good look at this arena with his own eyes.
He has also thought about it. If his identity is revealed, he will say that he deceived Jiang Su. Anyway, it was indeed that he deceived Jiang Su at the beginning.
Mu Yichuan finally nodded in agreement and said, "Okay."
Jiang Su smiled.
He was really good-looking, his eyebrows and eyes were curved like a star river, Mu Yichuan's heart beat a little faster, he was at a loss, just not knowing what to do, Jiang Su had pushed him onto the carriage, and when the curtain was released, Jiang Su did not know what to do. After following up, Mu Yichuan was in the car alone, raised his hand to hold his chest, and after a while he let out a breath, frowned and muttered, very puzzled.
He hurt... wasn't his right shoulder
…
After all, the Wulin League was not too far from the Zhishui Sword Sect. When the sky was falling, the group had already arrived outside Luoshui City. The carriages and horses had not stopped, and they saw Sheng Hechen, the leader of the Wulin League, come out of the city to greet them.
Jiang Su rode his horse in front and raised his hand to salute Sheng Hechen. Sheng Hechen couldn't hold back the smile on his lips when he saw him, and couldn't wait to greet him and said, "Su'er, I heard that you are coming, I have been here since noon today. This wait-"
"I only set out at noon, and I must arrive in the evening." Jiang Su frowned, "You have so much spare time, can't you practice swords well?"
Sheng Hechen: "..."
Zhang Wenxue also got off the carriage, and said, "I have something to delay today. It's too late to go out. I don't want to make Alliance Leader Sheng wait for so long."
"It's okay." Sheng Hechen smiled slightly, "Since it's Su'er who is waiting, it's okay to wait a little longer."
The conversation between the two of them seemed to be polite, but the undercurrent was surging down, and it was obvious that there was a disagreement.
After a while, Sheng Hechen stretched out his hand to pull Jiang Su's arm, as if he wanted to pull Jiang Su to his side, but before that hand touched Jiang Su's sleeve, Zhang Wenxue had already stepped between the two of them and reached out to hold it. Jiang Su's hand, with a gentle smile on his face, said, "Junior brother, you have to ride outside, the weather is so cold, is it freezing?"
Jiang Su: "People who practice martial arts don't feel cold so easily."
Sheng Hechen beckoned to the attendant on the side, and immediately someone handed over the fox fur, he stretched out his hand to take it, detoured to the other side of Jiang Su, and wanted to put on the fox fur for Jiang Su, while saying: "Your senior brother is right, be careful. Some, don't freeze."
Jiang Su turned sideways to avoid it, raised his eyebrows and said, "I've said it several times, this kind of clothes is inconvenient to move around, children of the rivers and lakes, how can you be so particular about it."
Sheng Hechen's hand froze in the air. It was at the time of embarrassment. Jiang Su had already turned his head and looked back. Seeing that Mu Yichuan also got off the carriage, but carefully hid behind the carriage, he moved in his heart, thinking that Mu Yichuan was injured. , he is the one who should pay the most attention to keeping warm.
"Brother Sheng." Jiang Su stretched out his hand to take the fox fur and said, "I borrow the fox fur from you."
Sheng Hechen's face deepened with a smile, and said, "What Su'er wants, just take it."
But before he could finish his words, Jiang Su had turned around and walked back, pulled Mu Yichuan out from behind the carriage, and threw the fox fur directly on his head, no matter how crooked the fur coat was. , raised his eyebrows and said, "Put it on."
Mu Yichuan struggled to show his head from the fox fur: "I'm not cold."
"You are injured, and you are wearing it even if it is not cold." Jiang Su said, "President Sheng is kind, you should put it on quickly."
Mu Yichuan: "...Oh."
Zhang Wenxue: "…"
Sheng Hechen: "..."
Sheng Hechen was heartbroken.
He held a breath in his stomach, turned his head to Zhang Wenxue and said, "Sect Master Zhang, this is..."
Zhang Wenxue didn't expect that Sheng Hechen didn't know Lin Fengnan's son, he was a little surprised, but he still remembered his agreement with Jiang Su, naturally he wouldn't reveal Mu Yichuan's identity, so he just smiled and said, "This is My new disciple, surnamed Mu."
Sheng Hechen was thoughtful.
Zhang Wenxue said again: "Mr. Sheng, my junior brother is ignorant, and I never saw that it was a gift carefully prepared by Sheng."
Sheng Hechen just smiled slightly, as if he didn't care, and said, "It doesn't matter, as long as Su'er is happy."
Jiang Su was still standing beside Mu Yichuan, and wanted to pull him to the front. Mu Yichuan seemed to be afraid of Sheng Hechen, and he didn't want to appear in front of Sheng Hechen. "
Jiang Su raised his eyebrows: "What's wrong."
Mu Yichuan: "If he sees through my identity, it will bring trouble to you and Zhang Sect."
Jiang Su dragged his arm forward and said, "What are you afraid of, I just want him to recognize you."
Mu Yichuan: "!!!"
Mu Yichuan grabbed Jiang Su and refused to move forward even one step. Jiang Su simply dragged him forward while talking to him, "Don't you think your father looks down on you? A good chance for your father to earn his face."
Mu Yichuan only felt that Jiang Su's words meant that he wanted him to assassinate Sheng Hechen in the Wulin League. This move was surprising. Even if Xie Wu reincarnated, he would not dare to do so. He could only hug Jiang Su's arm. , said in horror: "I will die in the Wulin League."
"What died in the Wulin League." Jiang Su raised his eyebrows, "Who are your opponents?"
Mu Yichuan: "But there are so many of them!"
Jiang Su: "Nonsense, you can only queue for more than ten rounds at most."
Mu Yichuan finally paused and asked hesitantly, "Jiang Shaoxia, what are you talking about—"
"The trial of the sword." Jiang Su was puzzled. "You made a name and Sheng Hechen recognized your identity. Wouldn't you give your father a face?"
Mu Yichuan: "..."
Mu Yichuan lowered his gaze and looked at the way he was pulling on Jiang Su like an octopus, feeling a little embarrassed.
He let go of his hand in a hurry, wishing to step back immediately, but Jiang Su still grabbed his arm, and even pulled the fox fur in his hand. Mu Yichuan could clearly hear a soft tearing sound of fabric - he immediately froze in place and wanted to lower his head to look at it, but Jiang Su pulled him abruptly, raised his eyebrows, and said, "Why are you hiding? , go with me, and I'll show you the leader of the Sheng alliance first."
Before he finished speaking, the fur coat was torn apart, revealing the snow-white fox fur inside, flying along the cold wind. The two of them were silent for a while, and then they heard Jiang Su coughing. It doesn't matter, the leader of the Sheng alliance gives me one every year, and he should have a lot of fox furs."
Mu Yichuan: "..."
After Jiang Su said this, he had to turn his head and smiled at Sheng Hechen and Zhang Wenxue who were not far away. He knew that this fox fur must be extremely expensive, not to mention that what he just said to Sheng Hechen was borrowing, and Sheng Hechen did not. He gave this fox fur to him, and he even nervously touched his purse—he didn't bring much money with him when he went out this time. If it wasn't enough, he might have to borrow it from his senior brother.
Mu Yichuan was also a little nervous, and said in a low voice, "Jiang Shaoxia, I have no money..."
"Don't hit the smiling man." Jiang Su pulled him to his side and smiled stiffly, "Just laugh with me."
Mu Yichuan grinned reluctantly and smiled at Sheng Hechen.
…
Sheng Hechen gritted his teeth and said to Zhang Wenxue, "You are a new disciple and have a pretty good relationship with Su'er."
Zhang Wenxue smiled bitterly: "It's more than good."
Sheng Hechen paused, as if he had sensed something from Zhang Wenxue's brief sentence.
At the moment of rivalry, any new hatred or old hatred will be discussed later.
Kill this little goblin first!