My enemies became my companions

Chapter 287 Half Master Min Yuechi

Watching the old man walking towards him step by step, Chen Yi slowly poured him a cup of tea, while Min Ning stood up and clasped his fists heavily.

Li Wenhu responded with a fist salute, then picked up the tea and drank it all.

On the stands not far away, the King of Annan waved his hand slightly, and a group of soldiers walked onto the stage and carried Hu Youxing down along with the sword and the broken spear. At this time, Li Wenhu had indelible wrinkles on his brow.

He sighed deeply, no longer looking at the corpse, but turned his gaze towards King Annan:

"The Zhu family spear is unique in southern Xinjiang and is known as the one that can break Tai Chi. This is because when the spear is released, it creates such a powerful sound that it almost splits the mountains and cracks the earth. Even the Tai Chi master cannot use the force to counter the opponent. I used to think that the Tiger-killing Spear was the most powerful spear technique, but now that I see his posture, I think the Tiger-killing Spear still has a softer force."

Chen Yi also turned his gaze to King Annan and said casually:

"The hardest thing is the easiest to break."

"That's true, but how many people in the world can really do that?"

Li Wenhu had a hint of sneer on his face towards the younger generation.
"And I think he has excellent bones and physique. Although I can't tell his temperament, temperament can be deceiving, but bones and physique can't be deceived."

Chen Yi remained silent.

Min Ning turned his head to look at him and couldn't help but wonder what he was thinking.

This time he sent Li Wenhu to the martial arts competition. Given his personality, he would definitely do something with the prince and princess. Now he lowered his eyes and thought, not knowing whether he would run into the tent later.

Thinking of this, Min Ning felt a little sad. She took a deep breath, turned her head away and stopped looking at him.

After a while, soldiers came to entertain the three men and led them to a tent to rest. Although Hu Youxing was dead, the King of Annan did not make trouble for it, but treated him with courtesy.

The soldier also told the three that Hu Youxing's funeral would be held in an hour.

Li Wenhu's brows were furrowed terribly, and he was reluctant to relax them, but he still forced himself to untwist them. He had killed his apprentice with his own hands, and now he had to attend his apprentice's funeral. No one knew how unspeakable the bitterness was.

Chen Yi didn't stay in the tent for long before he slowly walked out and left the tent.

He had just lifted the curtain when footsteps were heard behind him.

Looking back, he saw a pair of phoenix eyes following him. Min Ning looked at him without flinching and snorted, "Where are you going?"

Chen Yi glanced at her sideways, curled his lips and said, "Looking for an old lover, what's wrong?"

He seemed to be deliberately lengthening the tone.

Min Ning's heart was filled with bitterness and anger, but then she calmed down and said sullenly, "I'll go with you."

Chen Yi was a little surprised.

I wanted to piss off Min Ning and ask her not to come along, so as to avoid getting even more angry, but I never thought that Min Ning would be so determined.

"You really want to come? You're not angry? You were very angry a moment ago."

Since they were familiar with each other, Chen Yi spoke frankly and in a gentle tone.

Min Ning scratched his nose and said:
"You don't have to worry about it."

Seeing her like this, Chen Yi did not refuse and said softly:

"I promise I'm not trying to anger you on purpose. Speaking of which, as I said before, my feelings for her are not as deep as mine for you. No matter what, you're always in my heart..."

"Chen Zunming, are you being cheesy?" Min Ning interrupted directly, raised his chin, took a breath and said, "You know me, I know my limits."

"it is good."

Although he was interrupted, Chen Yi was not angry. Instead, he smiled and walked towards the commander's tent.

He had always liked Min Ning, not only as a person, but also as a person with a personality like her. For this reason, even though she stood him up that day, he had never thought of pursuing the matter.

Suddenly thinking of this, Chen Yi couldn't help but ask:

"By the way, why did you stand me up?"

Min Ning smiled instead and said coldly:

"I said tomorrow, but I didn't say which tomorrow."

"Okay, you're hanging me."

"You've hung me up so many times, can't I hang you up once?" Min Ning asked back with confidence.

Seeing this, Chen Yi reached out to grab her in pretended anger, but she stepped aside and instead took two steps and walked in front of Chen Yi.

Min Ning walked forward without looking back at him.

Chen Yi followed behind her and had a clear view of her back.

"Hello, Chen Zunming."

After a while, Min Ning suddenly spoke.

Chen Yi looked up, not knowing what she wanted, so he asked, "What's wrong?"

"Am I half your master?"

Min Ning was quite serious when asking the question.

Chen Yi pondered for a moment and then said, "It doesn't count." Min Ning couldn't help but turn around and stared at him with a bad look.

"How can there be a master whose martial arts level is so different from that of his apprentice?"

Min Ning snorted coldly and said, "I taught well, and the disciple is better than the master, isn't that okay?"

"I don't recognize him." Chen Yi shook his head and said seriously, "You also know that I only have one master in my heart, even if I betray my master and ancestors."

Min Ning fell silent. How come she didn't know who that person was?

Sword Armor of Yinjian Mountain.

For swordsmen all over the world, Jian Jia's living sword is a daunting mountain.

How could she be qualified to compete with Jian Jia for an apprentice? Min Ning smiled bitterly.

At this time, Chen Yi took two steps forward and suddenly hugged her from behind.

She was distracted for a moment and did not react. She could not help but exclaim, but Chen Yi had already put his lips close to her ear and said with a gentle smirk:

"You asked me to betray my master and ancestors and confirm the master-disciple relationship."

Min Ning was ashamed and angry, a blush appeared on her cheeks. She struggled to break free from Chen Yi and walked away quickly without looking back.

She didn't say anything, but Chen Yi still smiled secretly, probably because sooner or later the two of them would have to confirm their master-disciple relationship.

The journey was smooth.

Not long after, Chen Yi and Min Ning arrived outside the commander's tent, and Chen Yi stopped.

Min Ning turned her head to look at Chen Yi, as if they had a telepathic connection, or as if there was something else. She felt for no reason that Chen Yi did not come here purely for lust this time.

But Min Ning still had doubts in his heart and couldn't help but complain.

"He has his own ideas."

Min Ning was sure that the sound of rain could be heard beside his ears.

Ever since that incident at Jin Ya Pavilion, she could sometimes hear her voice.

She didn't know where the rain came from, nor did she know why the rain came to her.

She also asked Zhuo Yu these questions, but the latter only said that he was a remnant soul who had lost most of his memories. He had been wandering in Jin Ya Pavilion for a long time and accidentally possessed her body.

Min Ning couldn't remember the specific details, but that was what happened. Logically, she should have kept it at a distance, but her intuition told her that she should believe this remnant soul of unknown origin.

Min Ning watched Chen Yi lift the curtain and enter, but she did not move. Instead, she stared at his back.

At that time, the sword conveyed their thoughts to each other. She knew, and he knew too, that there was no need to express those feelings in words. She vaguely sensed some of his guilt.

She pondered for a long time, and suddenly her heart called out:
"It's raining..."

"If you have anything to say, say it."

"Do you know that he...is my sweetheart?"

“…It has nothing to do with me.”

Zhuo Yu's voice was flat, and you couldn't tell whether he was sad or happy.

“Now it’s relevant.”

Min Ning narrowed his eyes and wiped away the resentment from his heart.

Zhuo Yu did not respond. This remnant soul of unknown origin seemed to be disdainful of these petty love affairs.

"Are you saying that I have a natural affinity with swords, and that I should go to the Sword Town to choose a sword, and that I have the talent to be a sword immortal?" Min Ning asked himself.

"That's right." Zhuo Yu answered briefly.

Min Ning took a deep breath and asked in a very serious tone:

“Then after I enter Shu, will I be able to…ask Jian Yin to go to Jianshan Cangwu Peak and compete with Jian Jia?”

Zhuo Yu couldn't help but ask back: "...Why do you have to compete with her?"

"You said that I don't need to compete with her. She is a cultivator with her own world in her heart and is willing to make way for the younger generation."

Min Ning slowly opened the curtain and stepped into the tent, saying slowly in his heart:
"But what I want to fight for has nothing to do with kendo."

"..."

In the courtyard of the capital.

Yin Tingxue's voice paused while she was reciting, and her neck shrank.

For some reason, I felt a chill behind me.

She was about to turn around to take a look, but her head was held down by the invisible sword intent.

"endorsement."

(End of this chapter)