Arknights, are you a good person?

Penguins scream.

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Wei Yanwu sat in the study on the second floor of the Wei Mansion. The sunlight poured in, making the rice paper on the table seem to glow, and the ink marks on it appeared blurry.

"If the heart is not calm, the words will not be calm either."

Wei Yanwu looked down at his own writing. Compared with the vigorous sword intent he released casually, the characters on the paper were written in smooth official script. The characters were wide and flat, with long horizontal lines and short vertical lines, highlighting a sense of stability.

He and his younger brother are two extremes.

My younger brother is not good at swordsmanship, but his handwriting is full of murderous intent. Wei Yanwu is a master of swordsmanship, but his handwriting is moderate and peaceful.

The more you lack something, the more you write about it.

But while Wei Yanwu was writing, he would stop from time to time to glance out the window, feeling somewhat uneasy.

"Ugh."

Life is not easy, Lao Wei sighed.

The reason for all this was that Madam Wen Yue went out to buy groceries.

She walked there, not drove.

The old Deng motorcycle was parked downstairs, emitting a constant breath of thunder. That familiar breath made Wei Yanwu feel a little uneasy.

"The aura has changed."

As if blown by the wind, Wei Yanwu's eyes focused and he came to the window in an instant.

I saw a familiar figure walking slowly on the road in front of the Wei Mansion, and Old Wei's eyes widened suddenly.

"Qi Yuan is back?"

The person passing by was Qi Yuan. Judging from his appearance, it seemed that he was not here to look for him specifically, but just happened to pass by and didn't know where he was going.

With a flash, Qi Yuan disappeared at the intersection.

The alarm has been lifted.

Wei Yanwu sat back at his desk and silently wrote in the upright and peaceful official script, silently feeling the strange atmosphere.

"Ok?"

Why did the breath change again?

Wei Yanwu appeared at the window again, excited. As a result, when he opened the window, he saw Qi Yuan passing by slowly. It seemed that Qi Yuan was taking a walk after dinner and walked a whole round trip.

"Really... I'm a little paranoid."

Wei Yanwu shook his head, tapped his pipe lightly against the edge of the window, and laughed at himself.

I practiced Lishu for a while.

A barely audible thunder suddenly sounded, as if it was right in front of him. Wei Yanwu exerted force with his right hand, and the brush in his hand instantly shattered into pieces.

"This Qi Yuan is really..."

I have to tell him to stop walking around in front of his house.

Wei Yanwu came to the window again.

suddenly!

His gaze froze, and he saw a red-robed figure standing in the courtyard of the Wei Mansion. He was wrapped in lightning and lightning, and in his hand was a pitch-black... ruler? !

"Why did he bring all this stuff with him?"

Wei Yanwu subconsciously took two steps back and suddenly felt the shadow of his childhood coming upon him.

"As for it?"

444: Old Deng? Little Deng!

The old master is here! ?

With a bang, Wei Yanwu subconsciously closed the window and shrank back like a thief, silently.

"Qi Yuan's modified motorcycle is too harmful."

Wei Yanwu was filled with emotion.

Thanks to Madam Wen Yue who goes out racing every day, the motorcycle did not stay in the courtyard for a long time, otherwise it would be a matter of time before the tutor teleported behind him and Wei Yanwu was still saying bad things about him.

I almost had cognitive dissonance today.

Fortunately, Wei Yanwu was alert enough.

He gently swung the white jade pipe in his hand, lowered his head and muttered to himself: "The Grand Master did not teleport directly to me, but waited for me downstairs. Could there be some major incident?"

Old Wei sighed, and a solemn atmosphere arose.

I really don’t want to go downstairs.

After preparing himself mentally for a long time, Wei Yanwu lightly shook his sleeves, came to the window sill again, supported himself with one hand, then dodged and fell from the building, falling from a height of nine meters.

"What brings you here, old man?" Wei Yanwu acted free and enthusiastic.

"It's the wind from Longmen."

The lightning figure in official robes also shook his sleeves, and the ruler in his hand reflected a faint black light: "This time I went to the capital and had a good exchange with your brother."

"Old Wei, what you did was really unkind." The red-robed figure sighed and looked up at the sky.

"..."

"Ok?"

Wei Yanwu's eyes suddenly widened.

This [Grand Tutor] had a young and energetic voice, was shorter than the original Grand Tutor, and did not have the Grand Tutor's unicorn horns on his head... Wei Yanwu lowered his head to take a look; this official robe was also different from that of the real Grand Tutor.

"You are an official of the first rank."

Wei Yanwu was just thinking when the lightning suddenly disappeared, revealing a serious and old-fashioned young man's face.

Wei Yanwu was very familiar with this face.

"Qi Yuan?"

"it's me."

Qi Yuan stood with his hands behind his back, looking up at the sky, as if he was worried about the country and the people, like a small tree that did not fall down in the wind and rain.

He spoke in a steady and rhythmic voice: "Don't ever accuse me of pretending. The Great Yan Kingdom's one capital and nineteen provinces are all on my shoulders!"

Wei Yanwu: “…”

Is this a cosplay addiction?

Qi Yuan passed by the gate of Wei's mansion twice without entering, just to give himself a big surprise. When Wei Yanwu thought of that deliberate plot, he felt speechless.

Are you waiting for him here?

Qi Yuan's demeanor and tone when he spoke were like a villain who was taking advantage of the power of another.

Fortunately, this appearance was just a joke, and Qi Yuan quickly returned to his usual appearance. With a slight twist of the bracelet, the black and red official robe disappeared, and Qi Yuan returned to his appearance as a modern citizen.

But the special alloy ruler was still held in Qi Yuan's hand, reflecting the black light.

Wei Yanwu: “…”

"Cough cough cough."

He coughed twice, looked away guiltily, and searched for the official robe in his memory: "From a first-rank official, a tutor to the crown prince, and this ruler. It seems that the old... teacher has really passed on his mantle to you completely."

"Be careful what you say."

Qi Yuan spoke loudly, with great authority, as if he had become the Grand Tutor's mouthpiece, and he had Wei Yanwu under his control.

This was the most times Lao Wei was speechless.

"Cough cough."

"Are you in poor health?" Qi Yuan asked with concern. "According to the life span of the dragon race, you are now in your prime, but there are always unexpected events. Do you want to try to leave offspring at this time?"

"Cough cough cough cough."

Wei Yanwu bent over with a cough: "Qi Yuan, were you sent by the capital to put pressure on me?"

Qi Yuan was also following orders.

Every time Qi Yuan put pressure on Old Wei, he could write a letter directly to the capital to ask for credit from the real dragon, and then he would gain public favor from the capital.

There are quite a lot of public virtues, not just from Zhenlong.

After staying in that position for decades, Zhenlong also built up his own strength, and his organizational charter was roughly "get my brother back as soon as possible."

The apparent leader of Wei Yanwu's party should be the old tutor.

After all, when facing Wei Yanwu, he could say bluntly, "You are more suitable for that position than your brother."

If you think about it carefully, this is probably the reason why the general has been kept in the dark.

The Grand Tutor misses the old prince. Even though the real dragon has been on the throne for decades, he still misses the idle governor of Longmen. There is no two suns in the sky, and there is no two masters in Yan. The Grand Tutor's idea will cause turmoil in the country. Look at me, one of the three ministers, for the people of the world and for the stability of Yan...

He pushed forward and then hit a high wall.

Thinking of Lao Deng's hand being cut and bleeding, Qi Yuan straightened his back even more.

"Your Majesty asked me to bring you a message."

He shook his head and said, "Give me back my idle life!"

Old Wei was sweating profusely.

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There are only so many storms in the capital.

After saying those things, he had to return to his own life. Qi Yuan had been playing with the ruler with great interest for so long, and now he finally lifted it up. The dark light made it difficult for Wei Yanwu to open his eyes.

"My Chixiao swordsmanship has improved..."

Wei Yanwu's expression suddenly changed: "Are those messy special sword techniques again?"

Qi Yuan said nothing and waved the ruler gently.

Invisible sword energy cut through the air, and the black ruler was suddenly covered with a layer of hazy light. Although it felt very slow, Qi Yuan's forearm left a residual image in the air, and the weapon disappeared.

Wei Yanwu's eyes suddenly lit up.

He said nothing, but hurriedly greeted him, holding the pipe in his hand.

A cluster of dazzling light suddenly burst out in the air between the two. The wind blew to every corner of the courtyard for no reason, leaves fell and the atmosphere was extremely exciting.

The invisible sword energy surged back and forth, and the courtyard was in a mess as if a heavy rain had fallen.

"Not bad, really good."

The silence in Wei Yanwu's eyes disappeared as he praised him endlessly: "Your swordsmanship has improved at a speed that I have never seen before in my life. If you continue like this, the Cloud Rift will be just around the corner. Perhaps I can see the Sky-Changing Sword reappear in you."

The two styles, Cloud Splitting and Sky-Splitting, are both intuitive descriptions of power.

Cloud splitting refers to the huge sword energy splitting the clouds, and sky-cracking refers to the indescribable giant beast opening its eyes in horror.

"When do you expect to reach the Cloud Rift Realm?" Wei Yanwu asked about Qi Yuan's progress.

"Three months."

Qi Yuan nodded and said honestly, "I'm short of fuel recently, so I can't guarantee it."

He lacks public morality.

Wei Yanwu was very satisfied with Qi Yuan's answer. He nodded repeatedly and said, "Take your time. You are still young. Cloud Lie is not the end of the Scarlet Sky Sword Technique."

He was still waiting to see the final state that would open the giant beast's eyes.

Wei Yanwu has confidence in Qi Yuan.

445: Inhumane training for Xiao Chen

Qi Yuan clearly felt Old Wei's appreciation and approval. He was deeply moved and shook hands with Wei Yanwu.