C50 (1/2)
Three days was a long time, long enough to forget a person. Three days was also very short, to the point that it was impossible to remember a person's appearance clearly.
Ye Mo Han's injuries had already healed. Yun Xi didn't wait for Sun Muxia's reply. He didn't expect that his letter would be intercepted by someone the moment it came out of the wall. The eagle that Yun Xi and Sun Muxia sent messages to and fro was specially trained to be able to fly thousands of miles a day without stopping. Furthermore, most of the people sent urgent messages using carrier pigeons. Most of them thought of using an eagle instead of a carrier pigeon. After so many years, the only connection they had was with Sun Muren's messenger pigeon. Of course, even until now, Yun Xi had thought that her letter was already in Sun Muxia's hands, but since the Sect Leader was busy with matters, he didn't have the time to reply. He thought that he should wait at most another day for Sun Muxia's reply.
Ye Mo Han didn't want to wait any longer. He had already made up his mind. If he recovered after three days, even if Sun Mu Xia didn't agree, he still wanted to see Chi Feng.
In front of Guan Chifeng's house, thirty-two Daoists were lined up in a row. He Wu Lan pulled Liu Yi Yi and hid in the house on the left side. She had been here for a long time, but she had never seen all thirty-two of them moving as if they were facing a great enemy.
”Lord Ye, the Sect Leader's order hasn't arrived yet. You have just recovered from your injuries. I hope you can wait for two more days.” Yun Xi said in an amiable manner.
”Perhaps this place has already been watched by people. Your letter cannot be sent to the Wudang Sect.” Ye Mo Han didn't know how to deliver the letter, but he could sense that something was amiss. Since Zhao Binglong knew about this place, it meant that the entire Emerald Pavilion knew about it. In that case, all the correspondence between Yun Xi and Sun Muxia had already been read by others. That was why the Wudang Sect's plan had failed. The pavilion master of the Emerald Jade Pavilion was also happy to have someone with the qualifications appear. Not only would he ruin Shaolin's and Wu Dang's reputation, he would also blame the entire pavilion on him.
”Senior Brother, this kid is ungrateful.” Standing to the left of Yun Xi was his junior brother, Qiu Yiyu. He drew his sword and was about to deal with Ye Mo Han. ”Not only did he not think about the fact that we were going to treat his wounds, he even wanted to barge into the forbidden area. Let me teach him a lesson first.”
Yun Xi waved her hand to stop him and said, ”Lord Ye, if you try to break in, are you sure you can win?”
”He's simply courting death.” Ye Wen Han admitted.
Qiu Yiyu sneered and said: ”At least you're sensible.”
”But the Chi Feng inside has a deep connection with the Ye Family's third generation. Aren't the Wudang Sect afraid that I will announce to the world that he's still alive?” Ye Mo Han had no chance of winning, he hoped that he could use this as a threat to force Yun Xi and the others to take a step back.
”The third generation of the Ye Clan?” A deep voice resonated throughout the world, slowly coming from the inside of the house. Without a doubt, this voice belonged to Chi Feng. ”Are you the son of Zi Sheng and Lin Moyu?”
It had been so many years since Chi Feng had been imprisoned that he hadn't spoken a single word. The guards here moved from group to group, yet no one had heard Chi Feng speak. Yun Xi and the others only knew that Chi Feng was a mute. Chi Feng suddenly heard Ye Mo Han talking like this outside, and he was very surprised in his heart. It was just that he hadn't spoken for many years. The first thing he said was very awkward.
”Yes, I am Ye Sheng and Lin Mo Xiao's son, Ye Mo Han.” Ye Mo Han looked at each other with a strange expression, and made up his mind. Even if he didn't go in to see Chi Feng now, he could at least ask him a few questions.
Although moth fighting against fire was a kind of admirable spirit, but it couldn't be used as a reckless man. Sometimes it is wise to make the right changes to achieve the goal.
”Son of the Berserk Demon, I want to see what abilities you have.” Qiu Yiyu ignored Yun Xi Zi's obstruction and stabbed out with her sword.
Since ancient times, there had been a saying: ”Wudang Sword Art is the best in the world.” The Gale Force Sword Art was an extraordinary sword art, and of course, it had absorbed quite a lot of the profound essence of the Dang Sword Technique. With Qiu Yiyu's attack, the sword art's sharpness and speed could not be compared to the wind, but the sword Qi was much thicker.
The sword Qi continued to arrive. Ye Wen's two palms moved to block the Qi. The Qi blade danced in his hands and did not release any of it. He waited for the Qi Qi Qi to arrive before he used the dual blades to block it. With two muffled sounds, the sword Qi was broken, and the Qi blade was also dispersed. Ye Mo Han's hands were in extreme pain.
”His inner strength is quite strong at such a young age.” Qiu Yiyu's words sounded like praise, but at the same time, it sounded like sarcasm.
Qiu Yiyu's right arm shook slightly, and in an instant, a sword turned into six swords, piercing towards Ye Wen's cold clavicle, left and right wrist and left and right ankle. Every part of the sword was not fatal, but every part of it could make Ye Mo Han become a cripple. Ye Wen Han's body suddenly flattened, and he dodged the two sword strikes aimed at his ankles. His body rotated at an extremely fast speed parallel to the ground, and like a straight line, he flew towards Qiu Yiyu's right hand. Qiu Yiyu hurriedly retreated, retracting all six swords. If Ye Chanhan were to continue forward, it would be equivalent to slamming into the six swords himself.