0114 Shadow Eleven

Xue Jian drank, "Brother, what do you want me to do? As long as you can do it for me, I won't refuse."

Jue Jianyu said, "If the prince worships his nephew as his teacher, he will be restricted by the rules of the family because of his age. At this time, I have lost all my skills and am not worthy of his teacher; my sister only receives female disciples; Brother Li has been closed for nearly a hundred years, and I don't know when to leave the customs, only Brother Xue..."

"You don't want me to take this kid as an apprentice, do you?" The snow sword was shocked.

Jue Jianyu said, "I'm just a famous apprentice. I don't know if my brother can agree?"

"Brother, do you know that this kid is... is..." Xue Jianyin said and looked at Xue Jianmei.

Xue Jianmei said, "Brother, Brother Jue said so, just agree. Don't worry about me."

Xue Jianyin frowned and said, "Little sister, he is that person... Alas, how can I not care about you? You are my only little sister.

Jie Jianyuqi said, "What does this have to do with my sister?"

Xue Jianmei hurriedly said, "This matter has nothing to do with me. Brother, you promised Brother Jue. He is weak now. Don't bother him anymore."

Snow Sword sighed, "Well, all right." As he spoke, his eyes became sharp. He stared at Ye Feng and said, "Quickly worship the teacher!"

Seeing his attitude, Ye Feng was also unhappy and hummed, "If it hadn't been for the painstaking arrangement of the predecessor, I would never worship you." After saying that, he knelt down and said, "The master is on the top, and he is worshipped by the apprentice."

Xue Jian said coldly, "Do you think I'm willing to take you as an apprentice?"

Jianyu frowned and said, "Brother, Mr. Ye, there seems to be something between you, if so..."

"It's okay," Xue Jian drank, "you don't have to worry about this anymore. You just said that he is just a famous apprentice. Moreover, he has absorbed your kendo, and it is bound to be good. How dare I really treat him as an apprentice? Externally, I only said that he was my famous apprentice.

Ye Feng has got up and said, "That's enough. Xue Jianyin's famous apprentice, most of whom will think that Xue Jianyin is intended to protect me to make such an announcement. In the future, I will do evil and do all the bad things, and others will think that I am a famous apprentice of Snow Sword Drink, and have some scruples about me.

Xue Jian pointed to Ye Feng and said angrily, "You, you, you..." He was so angry that he didn't know what to say for a moment.

Xue Jianmei involuntarily covered her mouth and smiled.

Xue Jianyin said angrily, "Little sister, he... After he is that man, how can you seem to have no resentment against him? Instead, stand aside and laugh at me?"

Xue Jianmei was stunned and said, "Big...Brother, that man has been dead for hundreds of years, and all his grudges are in the dust. This young man rescued the peerless brother. He is the great benefactor of our Feijianmen. Brother, don't mention the past.

Jue Jianyu looked at Xue Jianyin, then at Ye Feng, and sighed, "Alas, it turns out that there is really a hatred and entanglement between Brother Xue and Mr. Ye, but I..."

Ye Feng interrupted him and said, "Senior, you don't have to worry about this. Maybe the hatred between me and him is just his wishful thinking.

After listening to Ye Feng's words, Xue Jianmei couldn't help but be shocked, and her eyes looked indistinguishable.

Snow Sword Drink suddenly opened his eyes and said angrily, "What? Do you know what your ancestors did to the detriment of others?

"Brother," Xue Jianmei said hurriedly, with pain and helplessness in her eyes. "Please don't mention the past."

Xue Jianyin saw her like this, so she had no choice but to sigh, and then gave up.

After the four discussed everything, the Xue brothers and sisters ordered the doormen to move Jue Jianyu into the Jianyu Pavilion to recuperate. Because Ye Feng worshipped under the door of Xuejian, he cleaned up a room in the Tingjian Building where Xuejian drank and let Ye Feng live temporarily.

Ye Feng was worried about his parents' concern and proposed to leave for Tianma City the next day.

The matter of Jue Jianyu is over, and Sima Jianyun naturally has to take his disciples back, so there is no objection.

At dawn the next day, Ye Feng said goodbye to Sima Jianyun and his party and set off to return to Jiang.

Although Jue Jianyu was weak, he had to sit in a wheelchair and personally send Ye Feng outside the gate of Yingjian Palace. In this way, Nuo Jianchen and others naturally did not dare to neglect and sent them out with a group of disciples.

Qi Jianhui couldn't help telling him, "Brother Feng, you have to listen to Uncle Sima all the way. Since Uncle Xueshi accepted you as an apprentice, even if you are famous, it is expected that you will also pass on some simple swordsmanship. After going back, you can practice well and stop sleeping in as before.

Ye Feng smiled and said, "I know my sister-in-law."

"Wow, what are you calling? Who is your sister-in-law? Qi Jianhui said angrily, his face turned red, turned his back, and dared not face everyone.

When Nuo Jianchen saw this, they couldn't help laughing.

Ye Feng involuntarily stretched out his neck and looked deep into the Yingjian Palace, and his eyes fell on the attic in a corner of the palace.

The attic was open to the window. Xue Jianmei was standing in the window and looking this way. Suddenly, she saw Ye Feng looking this way and involuntarily quickly hid behind the window and did not dare to appear.

Her heart is crazy and sour? Is it pain? Or is it gratifying? Or is it more fear? How can she explain this all kinds of taste?

She can't be sure whether Ye Feng has known the truth of the matter.

She is not sure what the result will be if the truth comes out.

The only thing she can do is to keep all her secrets and all her feelings in her heart like this.

She walked slowly to the end of the room. There is a portrait hanging on the wall. In the portrait, the man is dressed in black, his clothes and long hair are flying, there is a smile on his handsome face, and there is a trace of tenderness in his resolute eyes.

She unconsciously stretched out her hand, gently held the cheek of the person in the painting, and muttered, "Shadow Eleven, you and I, that's fine! That's good!" It was like the sound of sobbing that tears unconsciously flowed out of her eyes.

She unconsciously kissed her light vermilion gentle lips on the cold forehead of the person in the painting.

But the person in the painting never responds to this burst of kiss.

He was silent, with a constant smile on his face.

The tenderness in his eyes has never fluctuated because of the tears of the woman in front of the painting, and he has never whispered tenderly to the woman...

But the woman still muttered: "That's good... That's good..."

Her hot tears stained the canvas, but only turned into a cold wet cloud in the painting.

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Seeing Ye Feng looking into the depths of Yingjian Palace, Jue Jianyu said, "Son, Brother Xue said that he wanted to practice in isolation, so he would not come out to see him off."

"Ha ha, I've thought of this a long time ago." Ye Feng laughed and said that Jue Jianyu's words were obviously a well-meaning lie. In fact, what he wanted to see was Xue Jianmei, but Xue Jianmei flashed in the attic.

"Let's go." Sima Jianyun said.

Ye Feng nodded.

Sima Jianyun immediately pulled up Ye Feng and took the sword into the air.

Ye Feng couldn't help looking back and looking at tens of millions of blooming red plums.

Seeing that those plum blossoms returned to buds with the departure of their party, he thought with emotion in his heart: "Even if the twelve shadows are all made by the ancestor Ye Chusheng with his own foundation soul, they each occupy different aspects of Ye Chusheng's personality, and the habits of using skills are also different. .

The induction of life energy under the plum tree will never mistakenly regard Shadow Seven as Shadow Eleven, but was stimulated by his breath, breaking through the block between the plum branches and causing the plum blossoms to bloom.

Look at Xue Jianmei's attitude from beginning to end. If the shadow kills her lover Shadow Eleven, how can she hate the shadow at all? On the contrary, are you always maintaining the shadow everywhere?

The only time she showed a little hostility was when I asked her 'Senior, what are you afraid of', she asked me, "What do you want?" This shows that her fear is more than hostility, as if I were holding her handle in my hand. She seems to have been worried that a small mistake will bring unpredictable and serious consequences to her or the people she cares about.

If the forgetting spell can make a person lose the relevant memory, there is naturally some kind of spell that can make one person's memory completely replace another person's memory; even memory may be fabricated out of thin air and then implanted into a person's mind.

In this case, can that person still distinguish who he is?

Shadow, shadow, what would you do if one day you remembered that you were not the shadow seven who killed his brother by the order of the precepter, but the brother Shadow Eleven that you should have killed with your own hands?

I'm afraid that the real shadow seven has long become a gray in the wind and a shadow in a dream.

And from Shadow Eleven to Shadow Seven, what kind of twists and turns have you experienced? No one knows the context of the matter except Xue Jianmei.

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The night is quieter, and the moon is in the sky.

Ye Feng lay on a dry grass and looked at the starry sky silently.

Sima Jianyun sat on the other side and seemed to be settled. The rest of the disciples of Feijianmen are either in the peripheral vigil or have fallen asleep.

From time to time, there is the sound of insects and the wind blowing leaves.

Ye Feng is used to practicing and doesn't like to sleep. At this time, she doesn't feel sleepy. She stared at the stars in the sky, feeling no joy in her heart, feeling the night wind coming, and her mind is clear.

The fire not far away made a crackling sound, and the melting warmth was blown over by the wind and hit Ye Feng's face, making him particularly comfortable.

He adjusted his posture slightly, and his eyes inadvertently glanced over the fire. Suddenly, he found a child standing faintly beside the fire, and his heart suddenly missed a beat.

He was wearing a white shirt worn by adults in modern society, covered with stains, holding a strange doll in his hand. His face was pale, his eyes were empty, and he looked at Ye Feng expressionlessly.

"Brother Ye Feng, I finally found you again."

Ye Feng was hallucinating at the beginning, but when she heard the child talking, Ye Feng was sure that what she saw in front of her was true.