Li Yancheng had a blank expression on his face. "So what if it's me?"
He pinched his sword with two fingers, exerted force, and with a click, Lou Jinchuan's sword broke.
Seeing this, Lou Jinchuan's eyebrows twitched, his face became extremely ugly, and he gnashed his teeth in anger, "You are looking for death!"
This sword was given to him by his senior brother!
As soon as the words fell, the two started fighting again.
Lou Jinchuan was ruthless this time. Every move he made was fierce and murderous, as if he had activated cheating.
Li Yancheng could handle it easily at the beginning, but in the end he could not hold on any longer and his arm was cut by a sword. Blood flowed out and dripped onto the ground.
Lou Jinchuan felt relieved and decided to quit while he was ahead.
After all, the other party is a prince.
With my current strength, I dare not be too presumptuous.
"You destroyed my sword, so I'll take a little blood from you. It's not too much."
Li Yancheng covered his wound with a sullen look on his face. "You destroyed my human skin mask, and I'm destroying your sword. Is that too much?"
Hearing this, Lou Jinchuan smiled slightly. While feeling angry, he did not forget to show off. "Of course it's excessive, because this is the sword that Senior Brother made specifically for me, not your human skin mask."
Li Yancheng choked, a trace of cruelty flashing in his eyes, "It's just a sword, what's the point? I can have as many as I want."
"Hehe...it's not a gift from my senior brother, so it has nothing to do with me."
"You!" Li Yancheng was almost furious, but when he caught a glimpse of the other party's smug smile, he quickly calmed down. "Don't worry, one day, I will make sure you don't receive anything from him."
"I'll wait and see." The young man smiled slowly, quite arrogantly.
Li Yancheng flicked his sleeves and snorted coldly, turning around. Thinking of something, he looked back at him with cold eyes, "What does it matter if you are a martial artist? In the end, you can't defeat a huge army."
Haha... What can a commoner like me do to compete with him?
Once he sets his sights on something, whether it's a person, an object, or a place, he will use all means to hold it firmly in his hands.
The handsome man threw down these words and flew away.
Lou Jinchuan understood the hidden meaning of these words, the smile on his face disappeared, gloom gathered between his brows, and his eyes were dark.
…
Yan Xi practiced sword in the yard to divert his attention, and his movements became faster and faster.
The sound of a sharp blade cutting through the air was rustling.
As the night deepened and it was time to go to bed, he still hadn't stopped.
Mingzhu stood on the steps, his face almost wrinkled. After thinking for a moment, he said in a hoarse voice, "Master, you should go to bed. Don't practice anymore. It's not too late to practice tomorrow."
Hearing this, Yan Xi paused, sheathed his sword, and stood still, breathing heavily, sweating profusely. "Go get some hot water. I want to take a bath."
"Okay, young master." Mingzhu was helpless. He had just taken a shower, so why did he practice sword skills? Now he was doing it again. Was he trying to make things difficult for himself or for the servants?
But he didn't dare say anything.
The young master doesn't seem to be in a good mood today, and I don't know what's wrong.
Mingzhu suppressed his doubts and hurried to the kitchen.
Yan Xi was the only one left in the yard. He walked to the stone table and sat down on the stone bench, panting and lying there with a blank look in his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.
Suddenly, his vision darkened and someone blocked the light in front of him.
Yan Xi raised her head, but saw Li Yancheng's handsome face. Her heart trembled, and she straightened up immediately, staring at him blankly, "You..."
A smell of blood penetrated his nose. He froze, his eyes looking down to his injured arm. His lips trembled, and he stood up suddenly. "What happened to your arm? Who did this?"
Li Yancheng stared into his eyes, and the concern in the young man's eyes warmed his heart. "I was sparring with someone and accidentally got hurt."
"Don't move here. Wait, I'll get something to bandage you." Yan Xi just turned around when his wrist tightened. Li Yancheng grabbed his hand and smiled gently, "Did you recognize me a long time ago?"
Yan Xi pursed her lips and nodded, "Well... didn't you recognize me that day?"
Otherwise he would not have sneaked into He Mansion in the same way.
After receiving a positive answer, Li Yancheng's smile deepened, "Yanxi, whether you believe it or not, I really want to tell you that I have seen you countless times in my dreams, and you were very good to me in my dreams.
That day at Peach Blossom Mountain, from the moment I saw you, I knew you were the person I had always dreamed of. I wonder if you have that feeling, that feeling that we have known each other for a long time.
Yan Xi looked at his face and those deep eyes, hesitated for a moment, and nodded, "Yes."
Li Yancheng's eyes lit up slightly, and a smile spread across his face, so sweet that it touched his heart. Even his tone was tinged with sweetness, "Yanxi, this is the most beautiful sentence I have ever heard."
Yan Xi looked at such a happy person, but she couldn't feel happy in her heart.
It's very strange, he should resonate with it and be happy.
But... he didn't.
Yan Xi nodded, and rushed into the bedroom to look for the bandages and wound medicine he kept as a backup.
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