Chapter 260 Goodbye Biyue

"It's an instructor..."

A poisonous scorpion team member shouted in a low voice, and the rest of them turned their heads and looked at him angrily. They were so shocked that the latter quickly covered their mouths and did not dare to make a sound for fear of disturbing Yang Yanzhao, who was constantly dancing.

The red sun cut through the fog and jumped out. Yang Yanzhao shouted in a low voice, took his moves, turned his head, saw Xiao Muchun and others who had not been silent, and wiped the sweat on his forehead with a smile.

"Some days I don't move my bones, and I feel much more strange."

Hearing the words, Zhu Li took the lead in reacting, "The little uncle is not strange. His skills are still fierce and scary. No, I have to practice better."

With that, he didn't even wash his clothes. He directly put on his body in the yard and punched him. He took the lead. Xiao Muchun and others also came to their senses and walked down the yard one after another, danced their fists and feet, and hunted the wind.

"Brother Yanzhao, have you seen Brother Guo?"

On the side, Li Zhi stretched out his waist sleepy and asked. He didn't seem to care about Yang Yanzhao's recovery at all, but he didn't see Guo Huai in the next room, so he couldn't help asking.

"Brother Hede is gone."

Yang Yanzhao's expression did not change, and the corners of his mouth were smiling, but Li Zhi was so shocked that he hit the wooden pillar in front of him. Xiao Muchun and others also stopped in shock, and those who couldn't stop falling to the ground.

Last night, they all saw Yang Yansho and Guo Huai going out together. Although they didn't know what had happened, now when they heard that Guo Huai had left, they couldn't help looking at Yang Yanzhao with a shocked face.

I can't help it. Of course, I can't care about the pain on my body. I quickly got up from the ground and rushed to Yang Yanzhao's side. "Little uncle, do you mean that the master has left?"

Although he is almost the same as Guo Huai's age, he is very convinced of Guo Huai, who is not good at talking, especially after visiting his teacher, the latter is very attentive to him, all of which are kept in mind.

Now, how can Guo Huai, who suddenly hears the most respectful person, leave?

not far away, Xiao Muchun stared at Tongniu and swallowed saliva. His rough face was full of incredible expression. He vaguely remembered the scene when he came out of Daizhou City and met Guo Huai in Songzhou City.

Since then, he has suffered a lot of torture and suffering, but with the improvement of kung fu, the hatred for Guo Huai in his heart has also become admiration, and he is secretly regarded as a teacher.

Sometimes, he really envies Zhu Li and can worship Guo Huai under his name.

At this moment, when I heard Guo Huai leaving, I don't know why there is bitterness in my heart. Is this the sadness of parting that those comers who shake the fan often say about the sadness of parting?

Seeing the anxiety and sadness on everyone's faces, Yang Yanzhao put the steel gun aside, sat on the masonry steps, and looked at the blue sky, where the morning sun was rising and the glow was shining.

"Brother Hede went to pursue his way, or to the deep mountains and ancient forests, or maybe in the wine and teahouse, but I know that at this moment, he is doing what he wants to do."

After saying that, he clapped his hands and got up and punched him. Zhu Li was stunned. Xiao Muchun and others also looked at each other in consters. Li Zhi, who asked this sentence, opened his mouth and didn't seem to understand the reason.

Yang Yanzhao, who was boxing, did not stop. He glanced at the crowd and said with a smile, "It's a good thing for Brother Hede to pursue his own way. What are you doing with this sad face? Why don't you practice quickly? When he returns from the way in the future, it's still this unsightly skills, but It's going to be punished."

After saying that, he punched himself. After a while, he heard the sound of Li Zhi grinning and rubbing his forehead and inhaling cold air. "This early morning, it hurts so much. It seems that I didn't wake up. I have to find a basin of water to wash my face quickly. I don't know what Qiu Bai is doing. He must be reading. I can't fall on him. After."

He said alone in his mouth, walked to the well on one side, and began to brush his teeth with willow branches. On one side, Zhu Li lowered his clenched fist, clenched his fist, clenched it again, and finally walked into the room and carried out his huge axe.

"I want to practice martial arts well, but I can't lose the face of the master."

After saying a low voice, he waved his axe. The wind swept over and the dust flew. Seeing him like this, Xiao Muchun rubbed his big hand and said, "Brothers, we can't look at it. Let the instructor and Zhu Li laugh. Come on, let's practice!"

He said that he squatted at his waist, his legs were tied to the masonry, and a huge fist was punched out. And beside him, other poisonous scorpion team members also bent down and swept, or jumped up and kicked sideways with a low shout, and practiced as usual.

In half an hour, a group of people were sweating profusely. Then they dispersed and washed their own clothes. After breakfast, Yang Yanzhao accompanied Bamei to talk again. Later, he called Li Zhi, who was about to go out.

"Brother Yuanpei, where is Qiu Bai now?"

After he returned from the medical hospital, he rarely saw Zhang Qian, and even Aunt Zhang disappeared. After asking, he knew that the mother and son were taking care of Biyue. For fear of causing trouble for everyone, they rented a yard for the time being.

Hearing Yang Yanzhao's question, Li Zhiben's smiling face sank down and stared at him for a long time. Then he whispered, "Brother Yanzhao, are you going to visit Miss Biyue?"

Although the court found out that the assassination of the college was the work of the Khitan assassin, Li Zhi vaguely realized that it was related to Biyue. Otherwise, every time he mentioned Yang Yanzhao, the seriously injured Biyue lady always dodged and was full of regret. The reason was that he was confused.

"Alas, she is also a poor person. I don't know how her health is?"

There is some pity and helplessness in the words. This complex feeling makes Li Zhi more confused, but he understands that Yang Yanzhao has no hatred for Biyue. In this way, Qiu Bai's worries do not seem to exist, which is good news.

The carriage stopped at the entrance of an inconspicuous alley. Li Zhi jumped first, and Yang Yanzhao followed him. Perhaps it was dark and wet. The masonry on both sides of the alley were mottled green.

"Brother Yuanpei, don't you want to go to the government today?"

Looking at Li Zhi, who was very happy in front of him, Yang Yanzhao couldn't help asking in a low voice. He had an excuse that he had not recovered from his injury. He didn't have to go to Hanlin Academy to be on duty. He wanted to see Biyue alone, but Li Zhi ran back to the house, took off his official robe and became a guide.

"Brother Yanzhao, you don't know this. Now the court is quarreling about sending troops. How can you be in the mood to do ordinary things? Those masters in the hall either kneel outside the imperial city or get together to discuss countermeasures. This government office has been empty for a long time, and no one cares about us.

While talking, Li Zhi stopped in front of a small courtyard, reached out and knocked on the closed wooden door, and whispered, "Brother Qiu Bai, Aunt Zhang, are you there?"

"Is it Brother Yuan Pei? Here we go!"

Zhang Qian's voice came from the room, but it seemed to be more tired, so it was a little more hoarse than usual. For a moment, the sound of footsteps came, and the wooden door also opened.

"Brother Yuanpei..."

Zhang Qian just called a sentence. When he saw Yang Yanzhao beside Li Zhi, his slightly haggard face actually showed a little guilt.

"Qiu Bai, you are losing weight, but you have to pay attention to your body!"

Knowing what he was thinking, so before Zhang Qian could speak, Yang Yanzhao strode forward, patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile, and walked into the yard.

The yard is not big, and it is very clean. The sun shines on it, but it is extremely quiet.

The door of the hall is not closed. You can see the two figures sitting opposite each other, holding a needle and thread in their hands, whispering while being a female red.

"Qian'er, but Yuan Pei is coming?"

Putting down the work in her hand, Aunt Zhang turned around and saw Yang Yanzhao at the door. The smile on her face couldn't help disappearing. When she was thinking about how to open her mouth, she heard an exclamation in her ear, but Biyue stuck in her hand.

"Moon!"

Zhang Qian, who had just stepped into the room, immediately stepped forward in a panic and wanted to take the delicate jade hand to find out the injury, but the latter put his hand behind him and shook his head gently, "The slave family is fine, it's just a skin and flesh."

After saying that, he raised his head, looked at Yang Yanzhao timidly, and whispered, "Son, your injury..."

There was a little panic on her face. Biyue lowered her head and did not dare to see Yang Yanzhao. She just waited for a long time, and there was not as much scolding and hatred as she imagined. The voice in her ear was a little gentle, "Little Biyue, I have been fine for a long time. Today, let's see if your injury is better."

It was still so kind, and there was no blame at all, but I didn't know what to do, but it made Biyue's heart more uncomfortable. The lowered head became lower and lower, and she didn't dare to look up at Yang Yanzhao again.

"Alas..."

This sigh was like a heavy hammer in Biyue's heart. After a while, he slowly raised his face and looked at Yang Yanzhao. He hung tears in his eyes, his lips trembling, and he couldn't say a word.

Seeing this scene, Yang Yanzhao sighed again, took out the handkerchief in his arms and handed it to Biyue. When he saw the bright red flowing out on her left hand, he tore off a piece of the cotton cloth that had been made of female red on the side and helped Biyue carefully wrap it up.

Later, Yang Yanzhao sat next to Biyue, as if recalling, "Little Biyue, we have known each other for three years. At that time, you were the high golden branches and jade leaves, and I was just a proton detained in Jinyang City. Later, Ma Feng was in chaos, Jinyang City was in chaos, and later the Song army occupied Taiyuan.

I know that you must have hated it in your heart. I hated that the Northern Han court treated my father so kindly, but he sold his master for glory and turned to the Song Dynasty..."

Speaking of this, there was a trace of self-deprecating on his face, "Of course, now that he has kicked me out of the house, I'm not a member of the Yang family. Is it because of this that Biyue doesn't hold a grudge against me?"

Tears fell, and Biyue cried with pear blossoms and rain. She didn't say anything, but shook her head.

"Actually, there is something I haven't told you all the time," Yang Yanzhao took out a dagger from his sleeve and put it on the table. "Actually, I killed Ma Lan back then."