Chapter 604 I'm Back

The warm sunshine pours on the earth and projects on the leafy trees, making the branches and leaves look as green as jade. The soft breeze blows by, with an indescribable fresh taste, which is refreshing.

Blue Wind Empire, Qinwu College, in the huge garden, the rockery is full of strange rocks, and the pool water is soft and rippling. From time to time, several red carp swim across the shallow bottom and swing their tails happily.

On the stone chair of the gazebo, on a foggy day, the Bo River sits opposite each other. There is a black and white chess game in the middle of the two. In the fog, he held Bai Zi in his right hand, his eyes were slightly condensed, and his face was meditative.

not far from the two, a man and a woman sat side by side, stroking the Peqin on the low table. The man is beautiful, and his eyebrows exude a faint heroish spirit. This person is Bo Zhanlong, the grandson of Dean Bohe.

And the woman's appearance is beautiful, her facial features are exquisite, and her eyebrows faintly reveal impatience. It's not Ye Rong, the eldest daughter of the Ye family. Who will it be?

"Oh, Sister Ye Rong, you are in a daze again. If you don't practice the piano well, I will catch up with you." Bo Zhanlong whispered as he gently touched the other party's arm with his elbow.

Ye Rongmei stared at the other party and scolded angrily, "Come on! I can't catch up with you if I lend you a few fast horses.

"Don't look down on people. I'm a junior sixth-level pianist now. Aren't you just an intermediate?"

"Hmm, do I have to tell you about the senior sixth-order violinist a few days ago?"

"Really? Is it so powerful?" ......

While the two were talking, a beautiful young woman came into the door of the courtyard, holding a plate of cut fruit in her hand. Bo Zhanlong hurriedly greeted him and shouted happily, "Mom, are you coming to bring us food again?"

The young woman is Bo Zhanfeng's wife, Yang Xin. She looked at Bo Zhanlong kindly, and then smiled and said, "How's the piano practice today?"

"Do you still need to say that? With my grandfather, the zither master, how can I be bad?

"Hahahaha." Bohe, who was playing chess with the fog, suddenly laughed, stroked the beard on his chin, and said with a loud smile, "War Dragon, you will definitely be stronger than Grandpa in the future, hahahaha."

Compared with a few years ago, the surname of Dean Bohe was much more cheerful. The reunion with his family untied his heart knot. After that, he also broke through the seventh level and entered the ranks of Tianqin masters.

Bo Zhanlong walked to the side of the foggy sky with the fruit plate, and then shouted to Ye Rong not far away, "Sister Ye Rong, come and eat fruit."

"You eat! I'm too lazy to move." Ye Rong waved her hand, looking feebly.

"Ah, Ye Rong, you don't seem to be in a good mood recently?" The old man raised his eyes slightly in the fog and asked casually.

"No!"

"I know." Bo Zhanlong took the words and blurted out, "She misses Brother Xia."

Jing Xia, the name sounds like a taboo. On a foggy day, Bohe's face changed. The latter sighed and muttered, "He should have been gone for almost three years, right?"

"Yes!" The fog nodded, and a little vicissitudes surged out of his old eyes. "I heard from people in Xizhou that he went to Zhongzhou. I haven't come back for so long. I miss you too.

Everyone's mood was suddenly lowered a lot. Ye Rong, in particular, stared at Bo Zhanlong angrily, then stood up and walked towards the outside of the courtyard gate.

"Dean Wutian, Dean Bohe, Aunt Yang Xin, I'll go back to my family first."

As soon as the words fell, a hurried figure appeared at the door. It was Bo Zhanfeng. His rough face was full of strong surprise.

"Dad, Dean Wutian, look, who's here?"

Everyone was stunned. They looked in the direction pointed by Bo Zhanfeng and saw behind him. Standing a handsome young man with a slightly thin figure and a beautiful and resolute appearance.

"Guys, long time no see."

The familiar and cheerful voice came, and everyone's faces changed greatly, and the shock in their eyes turned into great joy. The trembling body in the fog, his lips muttered, "Xia'er, you're back, you're finally back."

"Yes, teacher, Dean Bohe, I'm back."

"Jing Xia, stinky boy, where have you been dead in the past few years?" Ye Rong ran to the other party excitedly, scolded in a delicate voice, and then rushed into the other party's arms.

Xia couldn't help but be stunned, smiled helplessly, and then hugged the other party tightly, "Crazy girl, do you still like to take advantage of me so much?"

"Well, what's wrong with taking advantage of you? Damn boy, if you haven't come back for so long, you won't send us a letter when you're alive. Ye Rong buried her head in her arms, and her two small pink fists gently beat each other's chest.

Seeing this scene, everyone present couldn't help smiling. The low mood just now was swept away. It turned out that happiness was so simple.

"Okay, okay, crazy girl, if I hammer it down again, I have to be seriously injured by you?"

"Puff!" Ye Rong was amused, and then pushed the other party away. There was a lot of complaints in her beautiful eyes, "Well, something without conscience, tell me honestly quickly. Where have you been in the past few years?"

Xia smiled slightly, and then slowly walked to the fog, knelt down on his legs and said respectfully, "Disciple General Xia, see the teacher. I can't serve the teacher for many years. I hope the teacher won't be angry.

"Xiaer, please get up quickly." Wu Tian trembled his hands and quickly helped him up from the ground. His turbid old eyes turned red. "Just come back, just come back."

Holding the old hand as rough as the bark of the teacher, Xia's heart was sour, and then as if he thought of something. He turned his palm and took out the phaseless lyre.

Everyone was stunned when they saw this Wuxiang Shenqin. But seeing that Xia looked at Bohe seriously, Wu Tian said, "Dean Bohe, I have cleaned up the door for you and killed Bo Jingfeng. Today, I will take back the Shenqin and return it to the teacher.

Boom! A simple sentence is like a bolt from the blue in everyone's mind. One by one, they were stunned and at a loss.

Bo Zhanfeng frowned and couldn't help asking, "Jingxia, you, did you kill Bo Jingfeng?"

"Yes." Jiang Xia nodded and affirmed.

Hiss, several people all took a breath of cold air. Wutian carefully took the phaseless lyre into his hand and gently stroked the body, with indescribable pride and excitement on his face.

"Okay, okay." Bohe shook his head and nodded again. His wrinkled old face had an indescribable sense of complexity. "Fog, your disciple, okay, it's really good."

Jingxia doesn't understand everyone's inner feelings at this time! At that time, Bo Jingfeng was known as the first genius of the Blue Wind Empire. At a young age, he was a seventh-order harp master. He left his adoptive father, Bohe, who raised him, and turned to the Tianqin sect.

With extraordinary talent, he originally had a bright future. But in the Battle of the Cape, he was killed by Xia. What is the cause and what effect. No wonder anyone can do all this.

"Jing Xia, what are you doing now? I can't even see through you?" Bo Zhanfeng looked puzzled, and the others were also a little stunned and could not see through the strength of the other party.

Jing Xia touched her nose, smiled and did not answer this question. If you say it, I don't think anyone can bear it. He looked around and asked, changing the topic.

"Yes, teacher, why didn't you see Lan Meng? Where is she?"

When Xia left, she handed over the position of vice president to Lan Meng. It is reasonable that she should also be here. However, to his surprise, when this question came up, the faces of everyone present instantly changed and became low and ugly.

Xia frowned, with a bad feeling in his heart, "What's going on? Did something happen to Lan Meng?

"Alas!" The fog sighed deeply and looked helpless, "Xiaer, you'd better forget the blue dream!" She is no longer the blue dream she used to be.

"What the hell happened?" Jiang Xia's face became more and more solemn.

"About half a year ago, Lan Meng was still the imperial princess. But one day, a person suddenly came to Yanjing. Since then, Lan Meng's surname has changed greatly, and she is more cold and indifferent than before. I didn't come to the college anymore. I also went to the palace to look for her once, but as soon as I touched her eyes, I shuddered and couldn't even say anything.

When Wutian said this, there was a trace of fear on his face. It could be seen that he had developed a sense of fear for Lan Meng. Bohe, Bo Zhanfeng, and Ye Rong also looked helpless.

"And even her father Lan Feng and the queen have been kicked out of the palace. Now they are living a more miserable life somewhere in Yanjing."

"What?" Jiang Xia was shocked, and his face was full of disbelief. The blue dream in his eyes would never do such a thing. Although she looks cold, her heart must not be bad. Is that the person? Is it because of that person? Who is he?

When it comes to that person, in the foggy day, the fear on the faces of the Bohe people was even greater, which was completely heartfelt fear and panic. The uneasiness of Xia Yue can make the foggy sky, Bohe and other people who have seen through life and death have such fear. What kind of person is he?

"No, I'm going to find Lan Meng now."

"Xia'er, listen to the teacher's advice." Wu Tian nervously pulled the general Xia who turned around and left. In his turbid old eyes, there was a trace of begging, "Xia'er, the teacher knows that you are affectionate and righteous. But this time it's not a small thing. That person is definitely not something you can provoke. You forgot Lan Meng. Don't go to her anymore.

"Jing Xia." Ye Rong stepped forward and took the other party's arm, looked up and said softly, "Listen to Dean Wutian! Without Lan Meng, you and me, I will treat you better than she did to you.

He moved Xia's heart and gently loosened Ye Rong's little hand. A trace of chill flashed in his eyes, and his beautiful face showed perseverance. He said in a cold voice.

"No matter who that person is? Even if he is a god-level strong man, I will take his life.