I am beautiful alone [Rebirth]

Chapter 13

After the paper crane on the table lost its spiritual power, it quietly leaned aside. Ning Yu was silent for a long time before finally picking up the communication paper crane and stuffing it casually into the storage ring on his thumb.

It's just that there are too many things in storage, and just as he wiped away the restrictions, a pile of things suddenly rushed out and scattered all over the place.

Looking carefully, what fell on the ground turned out to be snow-white communication paper cranes, and there were two dots of cinnabar dotted between the eyebrows of the paper cranes, which seemed to be made by the same person.

Ning Yu seemed to be used to it, and with a wave of his hand, countless paper cranes flew up and flew into the storage ring with a clatter.

It wasn't until he took all the paper cranes in that he realized that he also had one on his lap.

Ning Yu looked down for a long time, and then lightly tapped the paper crane's eyebrows, and a clear voice came from it.

"Brother, brother, Master is stealing wine again, here at Qingtan. He also gave me two bunches of sweet dumplings and asked me to keep it a secret from you. Do you want me to take it?"

The young Ning Yu's voice was still a bit green with pretending indifference: "You tell him to wait."

"Okay, can I take the sweet dumpling first?"

Ning Yu: "Eat."

Then, there was a silence.

Ning Yu listened back and forth again, his indifferent eyes were a bit complicated, it seemed to be nostalgic, but also seemed to be sad, but he never let himself be emotional for too long, and he returned to his usual calm state in just a moment cold.

Mr. Qingchuan kept chattering about the ghost in the Wilderness until midnight, and Ning Yu couldn't get his attention. When he looked up, the sky outside was already a little dim.

Yi Xuefeng was sleeping soundly in the room, when suddenly he felt a chill creeping up from the edge of the bed, like a few ropes quickly wrapped around his limbs.

The chill continued to spread along the meridians, and Yi Xuefeng woke up from the sudden freezing.

Wrapped in the quilt, he got up shivering, and looked out of the dark window with sleepy eyes, a little confused whether he was a dream or reality.

Suddenly, the door was knocked lightly twice, and Ning Yu's cold voice came faintly: "Get up, come out."

Yi Xuefeng: "..."

Yi Xuefeng rubbed his eyes and said blankly, "What?"

Ning Yu immediately became impatient: "Practice the sword."

Yi Xuefeng looked at Yu Tianyi at the side in bewilderment - it was only a moment after Yinshi.

Normally when Li Maoshi gets up, Yi Xuefeng has to react for a while before he wakes up, let alone now it is Yinshi.

Yi Xuefeng wanted to fall asleep directly, and said with some pain: "I don't think about it, let me sleep for a while."

This kind of acting like a baby is too familiar, Ning Yu frowned, but without thinking about it, he knocked on the door again and said, "I'll count to three."

Yi Xuefeng: "Then let me sleep three more times."

Ning Yu: "One."

Yi Xuefeng seized the time and fell back on the bed, desperately trying to fall asleep.

Ning Yu: "Two or three."

As soon as Yi Xuefeng closed his eyes, Ning Yu, who broke into the door, grabbed his collar and dragged him into the yard.

Yi Xuefeng was wearing a thin tunic, standing on the ground, her body was still shaking from side to side, as if she might fall down at any time.

Ning Yu said: "Take out Qieyun."

Yi Xuefeng, who was staring dazedly at first, suddenly came to his senses. He quickly took a few steps back, with his hands still swollen behind his waist, and looked at him apprehensively.

He fell asleep just now, and for a moment he forgot that he had the audacity to deceive Ning Yu yesterday. According to Ning Yu's vengeful nature, he would definitely beat him again.

Ning Yu saw what was going on in his heart, and said mercifully, "I won't beat you for the time being, you can keep Qieyun first, but if you don't come back from the immortal grand ceremony, return Qieyun to me."

Yi Xuefeng looked at him cautiously, as if he was worried that Ning Yu would trick him, but after a second thought, Lord Linfan had ascended, and he didn't want Qieyun to fall into the hands of trash Lin Fuyu, so there was no need to use the word "return".

He said it as if Qie Yunben belonged to him.

However, although Ning Yu has a bad personality, he never broke his promise and became fat.

Yi Xuefeng didn't think much about it, he could accept anything if he didn't grab Qieyun anyway, he ran back to the room, put on some clothes hastily, and came out holding Qieyun sword.

Ning Yu sat on a stone bench beside him, and a candle was placed on a small table beside him, illuminating half of the huge courtyard.

Holding the sword, Yi Xuefeng frowned and said, "Does Master Jian want to teach me personally?"

Ning Yu took out a pot of tea from the storage ring, poured a cup in a leisurely manner, without raising his eyes, and said, "You are not worthy of my personal instruction—today, first swing the sword [-] times before talking."

Yi Xuefeng: "..."

"Ten thousand?" Yi Xuefeng suspected that he had heard wrong.

Ning Yu said: "Start, straighten your back, hold the hilt of the sword tightly, and swing it hard."

Yi Xuefeng instinctively posed according to his words, but she still tilted her head in disbelief and said, "Jianzun? Jianzun! Do I really have to swing [-] times? Are you sure you're right? I think a hundred times is perfectly fine. Respect? Adoptive father!"

Ning Yu said impatiently: "Wai, talk nonsense and add another thousand."

Yi Xuefeng: "..."

Yi Xuefeng began to swing his sword in grief and indignation.

Qie Yun was still asleep, but was awakened abruptly by Yi Xuefeng, he felt the whistling wind in his ears with his eyes straightened, and said in a daze, "Father, what are you doing?"

Yi Xuefeng looked at Ning Yu who was casually drinking tea, and wished he could swing the sword at him, but he didn't have the guts to do so, so he continued to swing the sword with a face full of humiliation.

"Practice the sword."

Qie Yun was silent for a moment before saying: "I thought he was just talking."

Yi Xuefeng: "Is he the kind of person who can talk about it? My hands are so sore - he made me practice swords back then. I have never been so cruel. He swung the sword [-] times, why didn't he take off my arm? ?”

Qie Yun said: "Then how did he let you practice swords?"

Yi Xuefeng only got the Qieyun Sword when he was 13 years old. Before that, he used the wooden sword that Ning Yu had sharpened for him.

"...It's almost as long as an arm. It is said that it was cut from snow mountain cold cypress wood. I don't quite understand it. Master said that the wooden sword is a peerless sword, and it is extremely rare." Yi Xuefeng frowned, "You know me Master, that person thinks everything is unique in heaven and earth, and the wooden sword is not as amazing as he said. Ning Yu pulled me up to practice sword every day. He was afraid that I would cry out in pain, so he practiced it at most two hundred times. "

Qieyun Jianxin said, no wonder your sword skills are so poor that people want to hit you.

"So what about the wooden sword?"

Yi Xuefeng thought for a while: "It's broken."

Qie Yun: "..."

Qie Yun gritted his teeth and said, "Father! You are even more prodigal than Lin Fuyu!"

Yi Xuefeng didn't know why, but he didn't bother to ask, he said: "Can you make your body lighter? It's too heavy."

Qie Yun let out an "oh" and lightened his body: "You are so tired, how many times have you swung?"

Yi Xuefeng: "78, 79..."

Qie Yun: "..."

Yi Xuefeng panted slightly: "This body is simply pampered."

"Aren't you too?"

Yi Xuefeng frowned: "Where am I?"

The two were about to start arguing, when Ning Yu suddenly raised his eyes and said coldly: "Why has the wind changed, don't be lazy. Cut the cloud and return to the original state."

Qie Yun shuddered, and immediately regained the weight she had just lost. Yi Xuefeng was caught off guard and almost broke her hand.

Yi Xuefeng gritted her teeth angrily, wishing she could rush up and bite him.

No matter what, he couldn't figure out why Ning Yu had become so unkind after only a hundred years, even more maddening than when he was returning to Hongshan.

Yi Xuefeng was abducted by human traffickers when he was young, and when Qiu Manxi met him in Guihongshan, he was only five years old, his thin body was locked in an exquisite cage, and was escorted by a group of people to the wilderness.

Five-year-old Yi Xuefeng is extremely well-behaved and cute. Even though he is wearing tattered coarse clothes and his face is filthy, he can still see his beautiful appearance when he is an adult. He is sitting in a corner with his knees folded, like an extremely delicate puppet baby.

The wilderness and the Three Realms and Four Realms secretly have a road of mutual exchange, but they must pass through a sea of ​​sand and natural dangers to enter. There has been an endless stream of people who need to exchange for thousands of years in that place. The things are also strange, but this is the first time to send a child there.

Everyone in the convoy was exhausted, but they still forcibly walked towards the endless sand sea ahead.

A man with a scarred face squinted his eyes and looked not far away, raised his hand to wipe off the sweat on his forehead, and raised his voice backwards: "Stay a little longer, we still have half a day to go."

Everyone who seemed to have no strength behind them managed to regain some strength after hearing the words.

A person jumped out of the carriage behind, hurried up to the scar-faced man, and said in a low voice: "The child hasn't touched a drop of water in the past two days. If you don't feed him water, I'm afraid he won't be able to survive in the wilderness."

The man with the scarred face gave an impatient "Tsk", the water in the sand sea is precious, I am afraid that no one would be willing to give them a piece of goods, but the child was named by a big man in the wild, and they also Don't dare to let him die easily.

Scarface waved his hand: "Give it to him."

The man nodded and ran over.

Yi Xuefeng hugged her knees and curled up in a corner dying. When her eyes were dim, she sensed someone coming in, and she pinched his chin to feed him a sip of water.

Yi Xuefeng, who was almost fainted from thirst, struggled to hold the water bag in front of him, and swallowed it in small mouthfuls, not wasting a single drop.

The water flowed through the stinging throat and into the body, he finally regained some consciousness, opened his eyes and looked blankly at the man in front of him.

He nodded slightly, and the little milk's voice had become hoarse and weak: "Thank you."

The man who gave him the water was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect this sentence to come from a child.

He met the child's clear and bright eyes, and suddenly felt helpless with nowhere to hide. He didn't dare to wait any longer, so he turned around and ran away.

Yi Xuefeng watched the figure of the man disappear into the narrow carriage, lightly licked the remaining water stains on his lips, and fell asleep again hugging his knees.

When he became conscious again, the convoy had reached the border of the wild.

The carriage stopped abruptly, and someone opened the curtain and walked in. Yi Xuefeng recognized that the person was the one who carried him away, raised his head slightly, and asked, "When can I see my parents?"

The man with the scar face seemed to sneer, but did not answer.

The child tilted his head slightly.

He was still too young to know what a human child would experience if he was sold to the wilderness, nor did he know that he would never have the chance to see his parents again in his life.

Scarface was about to open the cage, when he suddenly let out a muffled grunt, blood sprayed from his chest, and he fell straight down, his body hit the ground with a dull sound, and there was still an unbelievable ferocity on his face.

A young man in a black robe jumped onto the carriage and came in slowly, without looking at the corpse on the ground, he tore the cage open with his bare hands, and stretched out his hand to Yi Xuefeng: "Come here."

A few drops of blood fell on Yi Xuefeng's face, he tilted his head blankly: "Who are you?"

The black-robed boy couldn't see his face against the light, he seemed a little impatient, he didn't answer, but stretched out his hand directly, and hugged Yi Xuefeng's thin body that was almost out of human shape in his arms.

Yi Xuefeng didn't resist, he knew that resisting was useless and he would suffer more severe beatings, so he calmly let the boy pick him up.

After the boy picked him up, he turned and got out of the carriage.

Yi Xuefeng stayed in the dark carriage for too long, and when he came out to see the sunlight, his eyes felt a sharp pain. Before he could close his eyes, the young man gently covered his eyes with his cool hands, covering them for him. strong light.

Yi Xuefeng was taken aback for a moment, sniffing the cold fragrance from the other person, wondering what kind of flower fragrance it was.

An extremely soft voice sounded: "Teacher, look at this wine, 50-year-old peach blossom snow, which is not available in Hongshan..."

The young man covered his eyes and said to someone not far away: "Drink? What kind of wine? Haven't you had enough all day? Don't talk nonsense, you saved a child, you hold it."

After he finished speaking, he threw Yi Xuefeng over without waiting for an answer, and the man hurriedly caught him.

At this time, Yi Xuefeng had adapted to the strong light, and opened his eyes slightly, just in time to meet the young man's indifferent face.

Ning Yuyu, a young man with his hair tied up, was frowning and looking at the tip of his long sword with lowered eyes.

The surroundings were already full of corpses from the cavalry, and he seemed to dislike the blood on his sword, so he looked around, and then his eyes fell on the tattered clothes on Yi Xuefeng's body.

Yi Xuefeng blinked: "Well?"

Ning Yu stepped forward quickly, and violently tore off the only half of the cloth left on Yi Xuefeng's body, and began to wipe his beloved sword slowly.

Yi Xuefeng: "..."

Qiu Manxi, who was holding Yi Xuefeng, was amazed, wrapped Yi Xuefeng in his arms, and said with emotion: "Disciple, you are really the only bastard in heaven and earth."