night.

A bright moon hangs in the starry sky, although it is not as round as fifteen or sixteen, it is even more poignant.

Li Yang sat on the ground with his back against Yunniang's tombstone.

The ground was cold, and the tombstone was even colder, but it reminded Li Yang of Yunniang's hot body, milky white skin, and satin-like smoothness...

"I have not had three things yesterday, but now I have not had two or eight things. This is what happens in the world, don't be sad." A familiar voice sounded.

"Whether you believe it or not, I'm really fine." Li Yang didn't raise his eyelids and replied helplessly.

To be honest, no one believes it.

"Do you want to have a drink?" Nie Feng raised his hand, and he was actually carrying a jar of wine in his hand.

Li Yang opened his eyes and looked at Nie Feng strangely, "It seems that you are in a bad mood. Why? Are you saddened by Xiongba again?"

"What's this?" Nie Feng smiled bitterly.

"Normal, I should ask you if you are hurt by Mingyue, but I am very sure that Mingyue cannot hurt you, but you are hurting Mingyue. So now the only one who can hurt your heart is your mentor."

Li Yang said as he stood up, walked over, took the wine jar from Nie Feng's hand, opened it, took a sip at the wine jar, and then threw it back.

My friend, of course, will drink with you when you are depressed.

Nie Feng raised his hand to catch the wine jar, raised his head and sipped it. The wine flowed down his lips, soaking the collar of his chest.

It’s really okay who is really sad, and it’s clear at a glance.

"Tell me, what problems did Xiongba ask you again?" Li Yang was really curious.

"Oh." Nie Feng sighed helplessly and took out an invitation from his arms.

While hesitating whether to show it to Li Yang, Li Yang snatched it himself.

There is no content in the invitation. On the entire red invitation, there is only a gold-plated word "please" on the cover.

"What invitation is this? Xiongba is going to get married?" Li Yang asked curiously.

"puff"

All the wine Nie Feng had just drunk was sprayed out.

He said laughing and crying: "You are really good at joking."

Li Yang wiped the liquid sprayed on his face, "Actually, I'm serious."

Nie Feng waved his hand powerlessly, "It's all burning, you're still in the mood to say this."

"oh?"

"After you challenged the Sword Saint, did your master come to you?" Nie Feng asked suddenly.

Li Yang recalled for a moment and nodded, "That's the case."

"Have he said that if you can win the Sword Saint, you will hold a banquet to celebrate your achievements?" Nie Feng asked again.

After Li Yang said this, he remembered that there seemed to be such a thing.

At that time, Xiongba was just a joke of mocking him for overestimating his ability, and Li Yang didn't take it seriously at all. He believed Xiongba didn't take it seriously at that time, but it's not necessarily true now.

Li Yang looked down at the invitation, "Is this invitation an invitation invited me?"

Nie Feng nodded.

The atmosphere suddenly became silent.

Anyone can see that this is a Hongmen banquet.

After a while, Li Yang raised his head and said, not knowing whether it was a ridicule or a sigh, "Xiongba, after all, is Xiongba."

He never intended to be an enemy of Xiongba, but obviously Xiongba didn't think so.

"You can't go." Nie Feng said heavily.

"If I don't go, you will be in trouble." Li Yang said in a word.

Among the three disciples, Bu Jingyun defected, and Nie Feng caused disagreement in the relationship between master and apprentice because of Mingyue's affairs. Xiongba almost all the matters of the World Meeting were handed over to Qin Shuang, but the small matters like Li Yang were handed over to Nie Feng... Sima Zhao's heart was already obvious.

"Oh, I will be looking at the bright moon, but the bright moon shines on the ditch." Nie Feng sighed deeply, then raised his head to drink wine.

Li Yang snatched the wine jar and patted Nie Feng on the shoulder with a smile, "With my martial arts, it is unlikely that Xiongba will deal with me."

Nie Feng believed this. In the battle with the Sword Saint, he finally saw Li Yang's strength. Based on his understanding of Xiongba, he also believed that it would not be very dangerous if Li Yang was cautious in this trip, otherwise he would not have traveled this time.

"Time." Li Yang asked.

"Two days later, afternoon." Nie Fengdao.

Isn’t it a good time to behead your head?

Li Yang smiled and took a sip of wine, jokingly said, "The location should not be the Meridian Gate."

Nie Feng couldn't come out laughing and said heavily: "The world's number one floor."

Li Yang nodded and suddenly looked moved, "You should go with Mingyue, otherwise, she should rush over and grab people. It just so happened that there was something in her place, which was specially for you."

"What?" Nie Feng couldn't help asking.

"Snow Drinking the Knife, the Six Skills of Aohan," Li Yang said.

"Is it my family's ancestral property?" Nie Feng suddenly stood up and said in surprise.

Li Yang nodded, "I got these two things and couldn't find you for a while, so I can only hand them over to Mingyue first. I told her the whole story. If you have any questions, go and ask her."

"But you." Nie Feng hesitated.

"Of course I have someone to accompany you." Li Yang smiled and glanced behind him.

Nie Feng couldn't help but look at it, but only saw the high courtyard wall, and there was no one.

Just as he was about to ask who it was, Li Yang waved his hand and said, "Go away, go quickly, don't disturb me chatting with the girl."

After all this is said, what else can Nie Feng do?

I had to leave helplessly.

In a moment, there was really an extra girl in the yard.

"You're here." Li Yang turned around and greeted him.

"Do you know I'll come?" Dugu Meng asked in confusion.

"Of course you will come. Because you think I will die, you will come to collect my body. If you don't help, you will come to my grave to pay some condolences." Li Yang spread his legs and sat on the ground indecently, facing Dugu Meng, and holding a wine jar with one hand.

"Why should I collect your body and pay condolences?" The night was dim and I couldn't see Li Yang's face clearly. Dugu Meng asked, but couldn't help but walk closer.

Naturally, her girl's house could not sit on the ground like Li Yang, with her legs spread apart, so she stood in front of Li Yang and looked down at Li Yang.

"Do you dare to say that you never thought of collecting my body?" Li Yang asked back.

"...I haven't thought about it," Dugu Meng said guiltily.

Li Yang smiled and no longer got entangled in this topic.

Dugu Meng was a little dissatisfied with his smile and argued: "Even if I thought about collecting your body, it would be the past."

Li Yang didn't argue anything, and his tone suddenly became a little illusory, "I buried the Sword Saint in a lonely mountain five miles away. It was a bit deserted, but it was better than secluded and there would be no disturbances. If you want to change a place, I can take you there now."

Dugu Meng was silent for a while and said, "No need, Wushuang City has fallen. Even if I want to change places to bury my uncle, I have nowhere to go."

"This is something for your uncle, it's considered a relic." Li Yang took out a sword book from his arms and handed it to Dugu Meng.

"Sword Twenty-Two?" Dugu Meng looked at the sword score. Although he had not seen Sword Twenty-Two, he still had the ability to distinguish between true and false.

"You're willing to give it to me?"

"Who else can I give you if I don't give it to you?" Li Yang asked with a smile, as if he was doing something natural.

It is indeed a natural thing to give the deceased's belongings to the deceased's family.

But this is the world, and this is the twenty-two swords. Who would be willing to hand over it?

Looking at Li Yang, Dugu Meng's eyes gradually became wet, and she said in a deep voice: "You are a good person."

"Don't think so." Li Yang doesn't like being sent to someone with good people.

Because generally people who are sent a good person card can only be a miserable good person in their life, especially men.

"If you want to kill me to take revenge, I won't resist." Li Yang suddenly said this.

Dugu Meng's lips trembled, but she didn't say a word, let alone draw her sword.

Seeing this, Li Yang sighed: "You are a good and sensible girl."

"Good girl?"

Dugu Meng's face was full of self-deprecating expressions, "If I tell you, today the decisive battle between you and my uncle began to end, and until now, I have been there, but I have watched your sword skills be defeated by you, look at your uncle's terrifying sword, look at your uncle's terrifying sword, and look at Duan Lang sneaking into the yard after you left, holding the broken Fire Lin sword and crying..."

She finally sighed and looked at Li Yang, "I have been watching all the time, but I haven't even shown any face. Do you still think I'm a good girl now?"

Li Yang shook his head and said, "In my eyes, you have always been a good girl."

He raised the wine jar in his hand and said, "Do you want some drink?"
To be continued...