Yu Shiqi delivered hot water to Xuan Yue's room, then went out and closed the door, saying inside: "I will chat with Qian Yao downstairs in the inn. You can take your time and don't be in a hurry."

"Go." Xuan Yue's voice came from the room.

Yu Qianyao was playing with the long wooden sheath sword belonging to Yu Qiyi downstairs of the inn. He looked up and saw Yu Qiyi walking out of the door, and asked with a smile: "Brother, is this sword a new one? The edge is sharp. Not open."

Yu Shiqi replied without thinking: "This sword is like this originally. It is an edgeless sword left by a senior."

"Edgeless sword?" Yu Qianyao thought Yu Shiqi was joking with him, "Why is the edgeless sword used? I'll find someone to sharpen it for you later."

"Don't." Yu Shiqi was startled by him and quickly reached out to get Qiu Ye back.

After all, it was the sword left by Liu Yike. Although it was now in his hands, Yu Shiqi did not feel that he could dispose of it casually.

He explained to Yu Qianyao: "Qianyao, it's okay to tell you that this is the sword left by Liu Yike, the former leader of the Huangwu Sect. The Tianli Taichangliu represented by Liu Yike has "no killing" as its purpose, and she wears an edgeless sword. Show that you abide by the oath not to kill."

"Sword Master...Liu Yike." Yu Qianyao murmured in a daze, and said with some regret: "Even my father couldn't defeat her back then."

"Did you hear it from the teacher's wife?" Yu Shiqi thought that he was still half a child when Liu Yike came to challenge him, let alone Yu Qianyao.

"Yeah." Yu Qianyao nodded and asked: "Brother, how did Senior Liu Yike's sword get into your hands?"

"It's a long story..." Yu Shiqi smiled helplessly and reached out to pat his brother on the shoulder: "When we return to the master and have dinner together, I will tell you, along with my recent All kinds of strange people and strange things encountered in the world."

Yu Qianyao happily agreed, but also showed a hint of envy: "Brother, Jianghu must be very interesting."

The world of martial arts is interesting? Yu Shiqi doesn't think so in his heart. In the past few months, he has seen too many swords and swords. If he had not been helped by noble people in several dangers, how could he stand in front of Yu Qianyao and talk to him so well now?

Perhaps the essence of this world is that it is profit-seeking, intrigues, deceit, and bloodshed. It is only because of the Desolation Sect that it maintains order on the outside, so that it does not go so far as to drink blood and kill people like hemp.

But looking at the unique longing and hope of young people in his younger brother's eyes, Yu Shiqi couldn't bear to destroy him with realistic words so quickly, so he hummed softly along with his words against his will.

The two brothers chatted for a while in front of the inn about their family feud.

"It's been so long, how come Junior Brother Qian and Junior Brother Mo haven't come back from going shopping? Could it be that they went to gamble, right?" Yu Qianyao suddenly looked into the distance with some doubts, and looked at Yu Shi without looking back. Qi said: "Brother, let me go and see what they are doing."

"I'll go with you." Yu Shiqi thought that if those two junior brothers really went to gamble, he himself would have to teach them a lesson.

"No, you should stay here and wait for Miss Xuan Yue. What if she comes out later and can't find you and you are worried?" Yu Qianyao raised his left arm and waved to him with his back, and walked forward along the street. .

Yu Shiqi wanted to remind him that his autumn leaves were still in his hand, but after hesitating, he decided to forget it, lest his brother think he was stingy. Besides, Yu Qianyao had been well-behaved and sensible since he was a child. Yu Shiqi thought that he had just given After he told the meaning of this sword, he wouldn't rush to find a craftsman to sharpen it.

Staying alone in the inn, feeling bored, Yu Shiqi took out the bell tied with a red string from his arms. Suddenly, the bell automatically swayed without wind under his gaze.

Yu Shiqi couldn't help but laugh, imagining in his mind the scene of Xiling Yue soaking in a wooden barrel, stretching her jade arms and playing with the wind bell. Because he was used to painting and describing, he unknowingly thought about every inch of the scene vividly.

When I suddenly came back to my senses, I felt a little embarrassed again, and my cheeks couldn't help but feel hot.

The jingling bell rang for a while, finally making him feel something was abnormal, and then he went upstairs to find Xuan Yue's room.

"Yue'er?" Yu Shiqi patted the door, "The bell keeps ringing, is it you calling me?"

"Master Yu, I...I called you." Xuan Yue's voice came from the door, but it sounded hesitant and uneasy.

"What's wrong?" Yu Shiqi wondered. Could it be that she wanted to add hot water? But was it rude to walk in like this?

"Well... wait a minute, I'm almost ready to get dressed."

It seemed that she had finished bathing, but what other urgent matters could there be? Xuan Yue was so urgent that she called him up before she could get dressed.

"Take your time, I'll wait for you."

"No, Mr. Yu." Xuan Yue opened the door and appeared in front of him, "I just noticed a strange aura passing by, but my secret technique can't leave me too far, so I lost it... I now

I have a bad feeling."

Yu Shiqi frowned in confusion: "Weird smell? What does that mean?"

"It should be the aura emanating from a master." Xuan Yue pursed her lips and narrowed her eyes slightly, paused and then said seriously: "There was a moment before when I felt a sense of oppression sweeping through the air. It shouldn't be wrong.

, it’s murderous.”

"But Qian Yao and I were downstairs just now, and we didn't feel anything."

"Where's Qian Yao?"

"Going to find his two junior brothers, they will be back soon..." Yu Shiqi saw the worry in Xuan Yue's eyes, and suddenly realized that the reason why she had summoned him in a hurry might not be because of the turmoil, cranes, and grass and trees.

Xuan Yue also knew from Yu Shiqi's eyes that he understood what she meant, and without saying a word, she pulled him out of the inn: "Let's go, let's go find your junior brothers."

"Do you think that murderous aura will threaten them..."

"No, that murderous aura will threaten everyone in this town." Xuan Yue's tone did not sound like a joke.

"That's the kind of person the Desolate Sect wants to attack."

"Yes, but it has nothing to do with us." Xuan Yue took Yu Shiqi's hand and held it tightly, "Master Yu, we will find your junior brothers as soon as possible and return to Tongfeng Sect with them..."

"Yue'er..." Yu Shiqi stopped and turned to look at her.

Without him opening his mouth, Xuan Yue already knew what he was thinking.

At this moment, in the warehouse of the rice noodle shop at the end of Cross Street West Street in Ejin Town, Yu Qianyao was looking at the scene in front of him with a pair of extremely frightened eyes.

Junior Brother Qian was lying on the ground three steps away, with a bloody hole in his back and the sword in his hand broken into three pieces.

Junior Brother Mo was still gasping for air after his throat was cut, and tears and blood fell from his chin. His hands weakly pushed the strong figure in front of him, but the other person's hands firmly clamped his shoulders.

It made his lute bones hurt as if they were broken.

Yu Qianyao's hands kept shaking. He found that he wanted to hold the hilt of the sword but couldn't. He wanted to shout but couldn't make a sound. The whimpering sound at the bottom of his throat made him understand for the first time in his life how weak and worthless he was. use.

Junior Brother Mo's eyes were always asking Yu Qianyao for help. After he found that he could not push away the attacker, he tried to reach out to Yu Qianyao, but the next moment a bloody section appeared on his wrist.

The palm that had been neatly cut off from the wrist rolled to Yu Qianyao's feet.

"Ahhhhhhhhhh!" The boy cried out in a broken voice.

The monster lying on Junior Brother Mo finally straightened up and turned around to look at Yu Qianyao. The entire lower half of his face was stained with blood. His red tongue licked his lips, and then he made a smacking sound.

"I've eaten enough today, so I'll let you go. Jiejie...are you so scared that you wet your pants?"

Only then did Yu Qianyao realize that his crotch was already soaked, and the sword in his hand had fallen to the ground at some point, with half of the blade slipping out.

The man clapped his hands and was about to leave through the hole in the wall behind him. Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he spotted the sword falling at Yu Qianyao's feet.

His eyes seemed to be attracted to the sword, slowly moving from Shiraki's scabbard to the exposed sword body. His bloodshot eyes were slightly enlarged, and there was a surprised and weird look on his face.

"This is... an edgeless sword." He raised his hand and took the sword into his hand five steps away. He unsheathed the sword and rubbed the blade with his palm. His tone changed from hesitant to affirmative: "This It’s an edgeless sword!”
Chapter completed!