Chapter 135 Brother's News

  "Hmm..."

  The night in the desert is cool, and the moon hanging in the sky casts a light as frost and snow. The cold wind blows, and the sand on the desert flies in pieces.

  Yang Yu Xi took a deep breath in, exhaled, then took another deep breath in, and exhaled again.

  His expression had calmed down again, he didn't even look at the two people in front of and behind him, his eyes drifting off somewhere, just like his tone: "Meng organization... what do you want from me now?"

  At this time, Yang Yu Xi still didn't know about the tailored training plan that Zhong San had made for him.

  Chen Ming gazed at the young man in front of him under the moonlight, and upon hearing Yang Yu Xi's words, he couldn't help but pause for a moment, his eyes becoming even more solemn than before.

  Leng Hong, who was blocked behind Yang Yu Xi, hummed softly. Her lips were as bright red as blood, and even in the pale moonlight, they shone dazzlingly. She looked at Yang Yu Xi with disdain and said, "Who told you we're from the Dusk Organization?"

  The voice came from behind, cold and stern, but Yang Yu Xi didn't turn his head to look. His hair was blown up by the night wind, lightly fluttering in the night sky, as he replied: "Although I am no longer a person of dusk, I still remember the usual methods used by dusk."

  His voice was flat, he paused for a moment, and the next sentence made Leng Hong's eyebrows stand on end!

  "However, your technology is somewhat inferior."

  Chen Ming's pupils suddenly contracted, and he felt a sudden sense of unease in his heart. Then, he saw a blood-colored long sword flying out of Leng Hong's hand with an angry face.

  "Not good!" Chen Ming shouted loudly, his heart disapproving of Leng Hong's rashness, but seeing Leng Hong make a move, he also had to take action.

  Chen Ming clasped his hands together, and then a green light ball seemed to burst out from the center of his palms. The light was so intense that it shone through the gaps between his fingers, illuminating Chen Ming's face with a green glow, and his hair flew up in all directions.

  "Cheers!"

  Chen Ming let out a loud roar, the light ball in his hand flew out, and together with the cold red blood-colored long sword, they shot towards Yang Yu Xi's front and back.

  The evening wind suddenly grew stronger, and Yang Yuxi's hair in front of her forehead became disheveled. Those eyes that had been hidden behind the gloom finally revealed themselves.

  Chen Ming, who had always been vigilant, saw Yang Yuxi's eyes and felt a chill in his heart. He, who had long lived on the tip of a knife, was actually sweating cold sweat.

  Yang Yu Xi's eyes seemed to be out of focus, just staring blankly ahead, but upon closer inspection, one could discover the sharpness hidden behind that blankness.

  The light sphere and long sword arrived in an instant, but Yang Yu Xi still didn't make any movement.

  A cold smile slowly emerged at the corner of his mouth, while Chen Ming's eyes became even more scrutinizing, firmly locking onto Yang Yu Xi, not relaxing for a single moment.

  Chen Ming knew that Yang Yu Xi was no ordinary person.

  "Boom!"

  The orb and longsword collided with a loud crash, and a massive flash of light engulfed the center of the arena, making it impossible for anyone to see what was happening.

  She saw the last scene with a cold smile, at the moment when the long sword entered Yang Yuxi's back.

  "Hum, Chen Ming, you see now, this is the guy you've been saying can be compared to Can Lan?!"

  Chen Ming's eyebrows were tightly furrowed, and the smoke in the center of the arena had not yet dispersed. He didn't dare to rush in rashly. What he saw was similar to what Leng Hong saw, and he seemed to have seen his own light ball entering Yang Yu Xi's body.

  But for some reason, that sense of unease in his heart grew stronger and stronger.

  Suddenly, Chen Ming and Leng Hong felt the sky darken.

  Although it was a dark night, that one wheel of pale white moon hung in the sky, and the visibility of the entire desert was quite far. But now, darkness replaced the previous pale color.

  It's as if someone has covered up the moon.

  Chen Ming's eyes suddenly widened as he raised his head, and saw Yang Yu Xi wearing a black outfit that was blown up by the wind, with the edges of her clothes fluttering and making a rustling sound. Under the moonlight, she spread open her arms, her gaze sharp like a hawk, and the opened black clothes blocked out the moonlight!

  The sky and earth were left with only his black eagle-like figure.

  Chen Ming felt a chill in his heart, and he had an illusion that the two of them were actually the real prey.

  Leng Hong's heart also trembled slightly, but she was proud after all. She let out a cold snort and grasped her long sword once more. With a wild swing, a blood-red sword light several meters long shot towards Yang Yuxi in mid-air.

  The sword light was fierce, and the desert ground was suddenly pressed out of a deep trench by the sword energy. The invisible pressure followed the sword light and rolled towards Yang Yu Xi.

  Leng Hong made his move, and the strength of the eighth place in the Earth Boundary was revealed without a trace, enough to look down on many young people.

  Yang Yu Xi's expression didn't change at all, his right hand made a false grasp, and an electric arc suddenly burst out in the palm of his hand without any warning. The crackling sound had great penetrating power in the night sky, causing Chen Ming's eyebrows to jump again.

  An arc of electricity extended from Yang Yuxi's palm in both directions, and then a long spear, much taller than a person, slowly took shape - it was Yang Yuxi's Thunder Spear.

  The tip of the spear gleamed with a cold light under the moonlight, Yang Yu Xi let out a soft whistle and charged forward, holding his spear like a shooting star flying towards that blood-colored banner.

  The tip of the gun touched a cold star and a blood-colored strip, then in the cold red surprised gaze, tore open that strip, like a pair of scissors cutting the strip in two.

  The blood-colored sword light, unexpectedly had no obstructive power!

  Leng Hong was shocked and lost his composure, immediately wanting to raise his sword again. However, Yang Yu Xi's speed was faster than he could have imagined. Before Leng Hong's sword could be raised, Yang Yu Xi's long spear had already reached the front of his face, stopping just an inch away from his forehead.

  The tip of the gun was right in front of him, and Leng Hong saw it clearly. The chill spread throughout his body, and the desert night was already cold. Suddenly, Leng Hong felt a bit stiff from the cold.

  On the other side, Chen Ming stared blankly at this scene, Yang Yu Xi's speed was so fast that he couldn't even make a rescue.

  At this time, Leng Hong was captured. Chen Ming's body shook and he came back to his senses, hastily shouting: "Halt!"

  Yang Yu Xi's eyes, devoid of any emotion, stared at Leng Hong, taking in the fear on her face thread by thread. Yet, his mouth was responding to Chen Ming: "What? People from the Dusk Organization also save people?"

  Chen Ming naturally heard the sarcasm in Yang Yu Xi's words, but he pretended not to have heard it. He glanced at Leng Hong and said calmly: "Of course not."

  Yang Yu Xi's pale face seemed to turn even whiter, his hand gripping the Thunderbolt Gun tightened instantly, the electric arc surged violently, and a cold smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

  Chen Ming continued: "I stopped you just to remind you that if she dies, Xuan Ye won't let you off."

  "Xuanye? That woman...?" Yang Yuxi furrowed his brow, but still turned his back to Chen Ming, then he coldly said, "Do you think I'm afraid of her?"

  "You're not afraid, but that doesn't mean you won't die." Chen Ming's tone was calm, but his gaze remained fixed on Yang Yuxi without wavering.

  A dark cloud floated over the sky, blocking out the moonlight, and the desert became somewhat darker, with the shadows of three people shrouded in it.

  "After a while, Yang Yu Xi's voice came over again: 'What is your purpose in coming to find me?'"

  A sharp glint flashed in Chen Ming's eyes, he steadied his mind and said, "I'll kill you."

  As soon as this was said, the wind and clouds rose, the clouds in the sky flew by without a fixed shape, and the shadows on the ground also moved in patches. Yang Yu Xi's figure was sometimes swallowed up by darkness, and sometimes appeared again under the pale moonlight.

  Chen Ming did not notice, but Yang Yu Xi's eyes flashed with a thick killing intent, and his body seemed to tremble slightly, but soon returned to calm.

  Yang Yu Xi's cold Hong in front of her saw all this, but she didn't dare say anything at the moment.

  At this time, Yang Yu Xi finally spoke again: "Then according to what you said, I have even more reason not to let you off."

  Chen Ming was taken aback, and then let out a bitter laugh. Yang Yu Xi was right, there was no reason to let themselves off the hook.

  "How is it?" Chen Ming asked.

  Yang Yu Xi's cold and unfeeling gaze fell on Leng Hong's delicate face, causing Leng Hong's heart to tremble violently. She knew that Yang Yu Xi was capable of killing her, and he was absolutely not the kind of person who would show mercy or compassion.

  "Give us your belongings in exchange for your lives." The voice was devoid of any warmth.

  Chen Ming's eyes narrowed and he asked in a deep voice: "What do you want to know?"

  Yang Yu Xi retorted: "What do you know?"

  Chen Ming hesitated for a moment before slowly saying: "I'm just an ordinary member of the land boundary, and I don't know much."

  "Say."

  Others may not know, but Yang Yu Xi knew that the organization had a lot of information. Even ordinary members of the boundary knew much more than ordinary people.

  Chen Ming sighed and knew he couldn't get the better of Yang Yu Xi, so he shook his head and smiled wryly: "Alright, I do have some useful information..."

  "Hmm?" Yang Yu Xi raised an eyebrow, but Chen Ming behind him naturally couldn't see it.

  Chen Ming looked at Yang Yu Xi's back and said: "Do you know who this year's Wen Wu Zhuangyuan is?"

  Upon hearing this, Yang Yu Xi was taken aback, then calculated the time in his mind. Indeed, both the literary and martial arts exams had already ended. But what did this have to do with him?

  "Who is it?" Yang Yu Xi asked.

  Chen Mingdao said: "The literary champion is Yang Yuwen, the martial champion is Yang Yiwu, and what's even more rare is that these two are actually brothers..."

  Chen Ming's voice trailed off as he saw Yang Yu Xi, who was normally cold and unfeeling, tremble slightly, her heavy breathing echoing in the night air, seemingly quite agitated.

  "You..." Chen Ming ventured.

  Leng Hong saw Yang Yu Xi's expression clearly, and at the same time was shocked again. The cold and stern man in front of him had red eyes, his hands clenched tightly, suppressing what seemed like tears.

  However, after hearing Chen Ming's voice, Yang Yu Xi's trembling body miraculously stopped, her breathing gradually stabilized, as if the excited look just now was not this person.

  "What's next?" Yang Yu Xi's voice turned cold again.

  Chen Mingxin felt puzzled, but continued: "However, these two people rarely refused the emperor's summons and left the capital."

  Chen Ming's words fell, and he carefully observed Yang Yu Xi's changes, but this time, Yang Yu Xi did not change at all.

  Chen Ming paused for a moment, his tone also becoming somewhat solemn: "But what's even stranger is that these two top scholars were unexpectedly kidnapped after leaving the capital!"