Yan Hua heard Ruan Hongling shouting. He turned around and said with surprise and joy: "Hongling? You, where have you been these past few days? You didn't answer my cell phone when I called you! I'm worried about you.
Got it!"
Ruan Hongling snorted: "If you call my mobile phone, do I have to answer it? Who are you?"
Yan Hua smiled coquettishly and said, "I am your friend after all. I can always care about you!"
Ruan Hongling snorted and said: "I'm very good, you don't need to care. "
Yan Hua looked disappointed: "Then why are you calling me? If there is nothing else, I, I will leave first."
Seeing him turning around to leave, Ruan Hongling quickly shouted: "Hey, I have something to do with you!"
Yan Hua didn't want to leave in the first place. He was just making a gesture. After hearing what Ruan Hongling said, he immediately turned around with an apologetic smile on his face: "What's wrong with Hongling?"
Ruan Hongling asked: "Where is the six... your family heirloom sword? Is it still at home?"
Yan Hua saw that she changed her words midway. Although he was surprised, he didn't think deeply about it. He said, "What happened at home?"
Ruan Hongling's face was overjoyed, she rolled her eyes and said, "I want to borrow it, can I use it?"
Yan Hua didn't even think about it and said immediately: "Yes, of course I can. I can't borrow it from anyone, but I can borrow it from you!"
Seeing that he agreed so readily, Ruan Hongling felt happy and said with a smile: "Really? That's great! Can I get it tomorrow?"
Yan Hua nodded and said, "Tomorrow? Okay!" But he seemed to have remembered something, and asked again, "What do you want this sword for?"
Ruan Hongling said: "Don't worry about it, I want to come from a useful place!"
Yan Hua suddenly looked puzzled. He couldn't help but glance at Li Yundong in the distance, and said with a jealous look on his face: "You don't seem to want to lend it to that guy, do you?"
Ruan Hongling suddenly said angrily: "Hey, what did you say? Borrow it or not, or I will throw you away!" After that, she stamped her feet and turned to leave.
Yan Hua quickly grabbed her and said with a smile: "I'm just asking casually. I can lend it to you, but you have to promise me not to use it for that guy."
Ruan Hongling raised her eyebrows and said angrily: "Yan Hua, do you know why I don't like you all the time? Because you are as small as a girl! If you borrow, you borrow, if you don't, you don't. Since you lend me, don't let me use it.
What are you doing here! What a shameful grown man, why are you so busy grinding and tugging and tugging outside? It’s not a shame! Let go!”
Yan Hua smiled and put down his hand, and said in a low voice: "I'm just doing this in front of you. Don't worry, I won't ask. I will bring the sword and lend it to you tomorrow."
Ruan Hongling snorted angrily: "Do you really want to borrow it? Hey, if you don't want to, don't borrow it. I won't blame you. If you borrow it, don't expect me to accept your favor!"
Yan Hua smiled apologetically and said, "No, no, we are friends. It doesn't matter if I lend it to you."
Ruan Hongling snorted: "That's pretty much it, I'm leaving!"
Yan Hua saw her turn around and leave, neatly and without any hesitation, he shouted: "Hey..." But Ruan Hongling had already walked far away, and only a ponytail was dangling behind her head.
Yan Hua was confused.
"That's weird, what does she want this sword for?" Yan Hua muttered in confusion.
Yan Hua's mind was full of puzzles. He waited until he got home from school, opened the door, put down his schoolbag, went out, turned a corner, and went straight to his aunt Yan Fang's study.
His family is quite well off and they live in a courtyard house. His aunt has been away for nine years, but her family still keeps her room as it is and goes in to clean it from time to time.
Yan Hua pushed open Yan Fang's room and walked into the study. He was shocked!
I saw a figure standing next to the sword stand in the study, quietly looking at the long sword on the sword stand, focusing seriously, as if looking at a long-lost relative.
This person is about 1.7 meters tall and has a graceful figure. She is a woman with a graceful figure and a graceful figure. This woman wears a black shawl and exudes an indescribable tranquility.
Yan Hua looked at the man's face from the side and saw that the man had a beautiful face and a smile on his lips, as if he was reminiscing about something.
Yan Hua glanced at this person's face and suddenly said in surprise: "Aunt?"
Yan Fang seemed to have known that he had come in for a long time. She was still looking at the sword quietly placed on the bracket with her eyes intently. She said without looking back: "Xiaohua, I haven't seen you for a long time. Are you still here?"
Remember me?"
The last time Yan Hua saw his aunt, he was still a teenager. At that time, his impression of Yan Fang was that his aunt was very beautiful, but a little difficult to get close to. Looking back now, she actually looks the same as she has in more than ten years.
Despite the change, she is still as beautiful as before, like a girl.
Yan Hua said in surprise: "Aunt, when did you come back? You, you are still so beautiful after not seeing me for so long!"
Yan Fang suddenly smiled, and the smile was full of sarcasm and self-deprecation: "Pretty? What's the use of being pretty? You can't compete with that foxy girl?"
Yan Fang sighed and said quietly: "Xiaohua, you have to remember what my aunt said!"
Yan Hua just felt that his mind was a little confused at this time. He didn't know why Ruan Hongling asked him to borrow this sword, and he didn't know why his aunt who had disappeared for nine years suddenly came back, and why she suddenly followed him again.
Say this yourself?
Yan Hua responded foolishly: "What are you talking about?"
Yan Fang gently took the ** sword, one of the mother-and-son swords, from the sword stand. Her fingers gently touched the shark skin sheath on the scabbard, and said softly: "If you like someone,
But you must never let others take your sweetheart away, sometimes you will not hesitate to eliminate your competitors, you must strike first!"
Yan Hua was shocked. He did not expect that Yan Fang actually encouraged him to kill someone. He thought to himself: Although I have a problem with Li Yundong, there is no need to kill him?
Yan Fang seemed to have anticipated what he was thinking. She snorted and slowly pulled out the long sword. In an instant, the sword came out of the box and the sword energy was everywhere. She said: "You may think I am exaggerating.
But in the future you will know how correct I am!"
Yan Fang's eyes suddenly became very distant, and she said faintly: "I had the same idea as you at the beginning. I always thought that he would not be so heartless and would come back to me. But in the end, he would rather ascend by himself.
He is willing to come back to me, and even gave his sword to that foxy girl. Alas..."
Yan Hua was confused and thought: Ascension? Hu Meizi? What nonsense?
Yan Fang snorted and poured her true energy into the sword. She sneered: "Last time, that bastard used the boy's Yuanyang blood to break my sword. I originally thought that the sword was
It fell into his hands and it was hard for me to find it again. But I didn’t expect that after searching for it, this sword was still there! Hey, it’s really unusual! It seems that God wants this sword to come back to me.
in your hands!"
After Yan Fang input his true energy for a while, the sword suddenly jumped up and floated in the air, buzzing and making clear and loud sword sounds.
Yan Hua was dumbfounded. He suddenly remembered that at the last school welcome party, Li Yundong was holding this long sword. Didn't something like this happen to him before?
I was surprised at first, thinking it was some kind of juggling stunt, but now my aunt made the sword look like that night!
This time, Yan Hua stood so close and saw clearly. He was surprised and said, "Aunt, aunt, who are you? What is going on?"
Yan Fang turned her face for the first time. She looked Yan Hua up and down and smiled slightly: "You want to know? Hey, I have hidden my identity from my family for more than ten years, and you are the first to know my identity. But
, it’s better that you don’t know, your aunt and I have enemies all over the world now, it will do no good to you if we find out.”
Yan Hua suddenly felt something in his heart, and he said loudly: "Aunt, are you a sword fairy?"
Yan Fang burst out laughing: "Sword Immortal? Just barely!"
Yan Hua's face flushed with excitement, and he said loudly: "Aunt, can you teach me?"
Yan Fang smiled: "You? Why are you learning to practice?"
Yan Hua said loudly: "The reason why guy Li Yundong can outshine me is probably because he is a practitioner! Auntie, if you teach me the skills of cultivation, I will definitely defeat him!"
As soon as Yan Fang heard the words Li Yundong, her expression suddenly changed: "Have you ever had a problem with Li Yundong?"
Yan Hua gritted his teeth and said, "Yes! He stole my red water chestnut!"
Yan Fang raised her head and laughed loudly: "Our Yan family is really promising! Why is everyone being loved by someone?"
Yan Hua said loudly: "Auntie, please teach me Kung Fu, I will definitely surpass him!"
Yan Fang laughed for a while, lowered her head, took a deep look at Yan Hua, shook her head and said: "No, although Li Yundong has some issues with me, his qualifications are the only ones I have seen in my life. Throughout the past five hundred years, I have seen
, and there is no one who has made such progress in practice as him. I even suspect that he is the reincarnation of a god, otherwise it would be impossible to practice so fast. You are not his opponent, don't ask for trouble."
Yan Hua's face suddenly turned red, his teeth clenched loudly, and he said angrily: "Why am I no longer his opponent? You don't even teach me, how do you know that I am no longer his opponent? How am I inferior to him?"
?”
Yan Fang glanced at her nephew sympathetically. She shook her head and waved to the sword in the air. She said: "Don't think about this matter. I have more than ten years of Xuanmen authentic cultivation.
If you beat him, victory or defeat is only a matter of five to five. You have been competitive and eager for quick success since you were a child. This kind of character is not suitable for spiritual practice at all. You can't beat him. Just pretend you haven't seen me today."
After saying that, the scabbard of the sword was united with a clang, and then jumped into her hand. Yan Fang flashed and left the house in the blink of an eye.
Yan Hua chased him out and saw that the surrounding area was empty. Although it was broad daylight, Yan Fang could not be seen at all.
Yan Hua clenched his fists and was as angry as a beast. He roared loudly: "How am I inferior to him? Hongling, aunt, I'm going to prove to you that I must be better than him!!!"