Although the room was very dark, Yan Yin could see clearly the one more person in the room.
"Senior Beishan, it's you," Yan Yin said in surprise, "Why are you here? Did you come to me specifically?"
Nodded, the figure looked at Yan Yin.
The white hair, even in the dark room, still pierced into Yan Yin's eyes.
He was very confused about why this man who looked only in his forties or fifties had white hair.
The person who appeared in Yan Yin's room was the white-haired man Beishan who he met in front of the Xiawu Gate that day.
The eyes were like a torch, and Beishan looked at Yan Yin with a hint of excitement, saying, "You are practicing Qingyue Jue just now."
"Yeah," Yan Yin was stunned for a moment, his expression tightened, he looked at Beishan with a bad expression, and said, "Who is Senior?"
A long sword had appeared in his hand, which was a phantom.
Few people know about him practicing the Qingyue Lesson. Even though Su Yanying, the Spirit King, knew that Yan Yin was a cultivator, he had no idea what kind of martial arts he was practicing.
Now Beishan in front of him actually revealed his cultivation skills in one word, so Yan Yin became a little wary.
With the long sword held horizontally, Yan Yin's breath began to fluctuate.
Although Beishan and Xiaobai have a good relationship and he also has some familiarity with Beishan, Yan Yin couldn't help but be wary of Beishan when he told Beishan that he had practiced.
Although he didn't know Beishan's strength, according to his analysis, he should also be a martial king.
Looking at Beishan with a secret warning, Yan Yin's true energy began to surge. As long as there was something wrong, he would rush out of the room and fly into the sky.
Facing a Martial King, although Yan Yin believed that he was good at his strength, he also understood that he was not his enemy.
This is the gap, and it is also the absolute gap.
Looking at the long sword in Yan Yin's hand, Bei Fang was surprised and said, "This sword seems to be somewhat similar to the sword of his wife."
Looking at Yan Yin, Beishan showed a smile and said, "Don't be so alert. I have no malice. You just need to tell me, yes or no,"
Yan Yin did not answer Beishan's question, but said coldly, "Senior visit my room at night. Although you are a martial king, although Xiaobai has a good relationship with you, it is a bit too much. As for yours Question, I think you should tell me first, who you are before you talk about it,"
Yan Yin is not the kind of person who trusts people who have met him very much. There are only a few people who can be trusted like this.
Moreover, they are all women, such as Fang Xue, Lin Qing'er, Ye Qingchen, Su Yanying and the others.
Even his master Yan Haoran, Yan Yin also concealed something.
Seeing Yan Yin like this, Beishan became more and more smiling, "It's not bad, very similar to the general back then, he was careful and had a strong sense of defense, and his strength was very good, very good, very good, very good, very good,"
Looking at Beishan, Yan Yin felt a little strange. He listened to his tone and seemed to know him.
"Who are you? Sign up. Otherwise, even if you are a Martial King, we Fang Yin will be against each other." Yan Yin asked in a deep voice, "You are General Fengyunxiao's man,"
"Fengyunxiao," Beishan snorted coldly at the name, "He is not qualified yet,"
Looking at Yan Yin, Beishan said seriously and seriously, "The Qingyue Lesson you practiced has nine levels in total, which was passed down to you by your mother. Your mother was Wan Qing, a genius disciple of Qingyue Mountain back then. Later, She married your father, and your father was the commander of the 100,000 troops in the northern border back then. Yan Yi, you have an older sister named Yan Yue, who is now practicing in Qingyue Mountain, right?”
Seeing Beishan telling his details one by one, Yan Yin suddenly felt tightened, the sword in his hand unconsciously tightened a little, and his heel quietly tiptoed.
"In the ten years, your father took you to the Yanyun Mountains and passed a small town where one of your guards was killed, and later, you were saved by your father, Yes," Beishan continued, "Later, you arrived at the Yanyun Mountains, and then you stayed there, and your parents, with their army southward, came to the imperial capital, right?"
"Half a year later, something happened to your father, and you and a little girl named Yan Lan entered the Yanyun Mountains. Later, you met a Yinjiu, and then you were pushed into a hole by Yan Lan's life. Inside, it's not right," Beishan said slowly, "Yan Yin,"
Looking at Beishan, Yan Yin was very shocked. What Beishan said was exactly what he had experienced at the beginning, and it was like the person involved, and it could be said clearly.
The expression changed a little, Yan Yin stared at Beishan, and then said with a relaxed look, "Senior Beishan, Fang Yin doesn't know what you said, I don't understand what you said at all, and my name is Fang Yin, it’s not Yan Yin. I think, senior seems to have recognized the wrong person.”
"Hmm," Beishan frowned and looked at Yan Yin with a torch, as if he wanted to see his heart clearly.
Seeing Beishan like this, Yan Yin increasingly guessed who this person was.
However, he could not admit his identity because he didn't know who Beishan was.
Seeing Beishan staring at him tightly, Yan Yin relaxed instead, pretending to be casual and smiled casually, "Fang Yin was very confused about what he said just now, but you said I am the son of Yan Yi, the commander of Northern Xinjiang. It was a little strange. I heard that Yan Yi's son was arrested and killed by General Fengyunxiao. And I was just a student who was expelled from Southern College and entered the Eastern College. How could it be Yan Yi's son? I think, seniors are just joking,"
But having said that, Yan Yin's mind began to turn rapidly, and he secretly analyzed who Beishan was.
"Looking at how many things he knows, it seems that Yi Qing has experienced those things back then, and even Lan'er knows it. It seems that he has also been to the Yan clan, but who is he? Beishan Beishan... …” Yan Yin was thinking secretly, suddenly seemed to remember something, and couldn't help but look up at Beishan.
With his eyes like lightning, a majestic aura suddenly surged out of Yan Yin's body, covering the sky and instantly covering the entire room.
The sudden burst of breath shocked Beishan, but when he saw Yan Yin's expression, Beishan smiled.
Outside, those who were originally practicing in their own room were awakened by Yan Yin's breath.
The majestic aura, like a storm, awakened the entire Oriental College resident, and even the South College opposite, lights were lit one after another.
Many people looked at Yan Yin's room.
"This is... Fang Yin's breath, such a strong breath,"
"Is this his real strength? It's so terrifying. At least it's all Wuzong. No, it's even stronger than Wuzong."
Mo Wuqing also walked out of his room in shock and rushed to Yan Yin's room. "Fang Yin, Fang Yin, what happened?"
"Don't come in," Yan Yin's voice came into everyone's ears. "Everyone is not allowed to approach my room,"
The sound was cold and without a trace of breath, like ice in the cold winter, which shocked everyone very much.
Mo Wuqing, who was originally rushing to Yan Yin's room, suddenly stopped.
"What happened, why did Fang Yin do this?"
"Is something wrong? Could it be that his cultivation has gone wrong?"
Suddenly, the whole yard was full of discussion.
At this time, many people from the Southern Academy also noticed Yan Yin's breath and rushed towards him.
"Teacher Su, what happened? It seemed to be Fang Yin's breath just now," the emperor and his party came to Su Yanying's side, looked at Yan Yin's room with a nervous expression, and asked.
Su Yanying's beautiful face also raised some concerns, saying, "I don't know, I only noticed that there seems to be someone in Fang Yin's room,"
In Yan Yin's room, Yan Yin stared at Beishan with white hair and said, "You, is it him?"
Looking at Yan Yin, Beishan slowly stretched out his hand and said, "Yin'er, it's me."
He reached out to Yan Yin's shoulder and Beishan choked and said, "It's me, your uncle Yanshan,"
As he said that, two lines of excitement flowed out of Beishan's eyes, and he hugged Yan Yin and said, "Little Master".
Yan Yin's eyes were filled with tears. The Phantom Sword had already been taken into his body by him, and he let Beishan... No, it should be Yanshan hugged it.
Yanshan was the rough man of that time. However, this short and long decade not only changed his appearance a little, but also turned his once black hair into white.
Looking at Yan Yin, Yanshan said excitedly, "I knew you must be him. Although you denied it, I know you will remember it."
Nodded, Yan Yin said, "Uncle Shan, is it really you? I thought you were dead."
Wiping the excitement of tears in the corner of his eyes, Yanshan looked at Xiaobai and said, "I thought I would die back then, but I didn't expect that the general actually left Xiaobai in the Yan clan. At that time, it was it that saved me. One life,"
After a pause, Yanshan said, "In those years, we always thought you were dead. We knew that one day, when we were practicing in the Yanyun Mountains, we suddenly heard a shout from the mountains. At that time, we guessed, that People are you, so we crossed the Yanyun Mountains and looked for your traces everywhere, but unexpectedly, we didn’t find you in the south. This time we came to the imperial capital and encountered it unexpectedly. It seems that this is really God’s will.”
Yan Yin didn't expect that Yanshan would hear a shout when he was pulling out the valley that trapped him. It seemed that it was God's will as Yanshan said.
Looking at Yanshan, Yan Yin seemed to remember something and hurriedly asked, "Uncle Shan, you are talking about us, but Lan'er, Lan'er,"
Speaking of Lan'er, a trace of gloom flashed across Yanshan's face and said, "Miss Lan'er, she...ah."
Seeing Yanshan's expression, Yan Yin couldn't help but feel nervous and asked nervously, "Uncle Shan, Lan'er, is that right?"
Shaking his head, Yanshan was about to speak, but suddenly noticed something and hurriedly said, "I'll tell you in the future, someone is here,"
After saying that, Yanshan took a big step and disappeared in front of Yan Yin.
Yan Yin's room was already opened at some point. Outside the room, there was no movement in the room for a long time, and the students from the Oriental Academy were about to reach the door.
(Sorry, my hand was injured, and the updated chapter will be adjusted. Yesterday, I accidentally burned my hand when I boiled water. It was not quite serious, but it was still a bit inconvenient when typing, so the typing speed was reduced. There will be fewer chapters. This week, I don’t expect to guarantee the third update every day. Sorry, but I promise not to stop the update. You can see this. I have never stopped the update. On average, I am 10,000 yuan a day. The word "王" is Lin, today April Fool's Day, I was fooled by my cousin in the morning, quite helpless)