THE SWORDSMAN OF FIRE AND ICE

THE SWORDSMAN OF FIRE AND ICE
YE HONG YI'S STORY


Nan Thian landed lightly on the front yard of Xu San's college.


As far as the eye can see, only the remains of building debris that is almost flat with the ground.


The place looked deserted, like a mass burial ground.


There was not a hint of memory of his great and magnificent old residence, with his brothers and sisters who were busy watching and training there.


The entire building from the gate to the main building, had all collapsed flat on the ground.


Even the steps of the stairs are also seen split apart destroyed here and there is not intact anymore.


With anxious feelings, the heart grew increasingly unsettled.


Nan Thian was very worried about the state of both his parents, and his other fellow students.


He accelerated his pace, climbing the steps of the stairs, towards the center of Xu San's master-college building.


With a light leap over the rubble of the building, Nan Thian continued to move towards the backyard of the mother building, which was the residence of his two parents.


Upon arriving at the backyard, Nan Thian again found a similar state.


Where as far as the eye could see there were only rubble rubble rubble of buildings, there was nothing left there.


Even the trees around the park have been ravaged, fallen where, with the roots lifted up.


With a pair of clenched hands, holding back his emotions that almost blew up his chest and mind.


Nan Thian again continued his steps through the rubble of the residential building of his parents.


Finally Nan Thian arrived at the very back yard which became a forbidden place for all Xu San disciples to come to this place.


As a child, out of curiosity, Nan Thian was once invited by her brother Yue Lin to quietly come to this place.


They finally discovered the fact that the place was nothing, other than an enormous mass grave, neatly lined up, surrounding a Ting building (Rest Pavilion ).


Now Nan Thian stood there, with a pair of fiery red eyes.


When the two saw the scene before him.


Where now the number of graves there, has been mixed with new grave graves, which are no less in number than the old tomb..


"Thian Er you've come here.."


said a voice that Nan Thian was very familiar with.


Nan Thian immediately floated towards Ting who was the origin of the voice.


"Thian Er under the table there is a secret button, turn it to the right three times.."


said the voice gave a hint, from his hiding place.


Nan Thian followed the directions from the voice.


As soon as the button is finished, it follows the instructions for the sound.


Krreekk,..! Krreekk,..! Kreukkk,.!"


The stone table is large and heavy, shifted towards the present and right, the middle part is split in two.


Put up a secret room, under the table.


Under the table appeared a hole, with the steps of the stairs descending down.


Nan Thian went straight into the hole, down the steps of the stairs.


As the son of the owner of the college in this place, this was the first time for Nan Thian to know there was such a secret place.


After passing through several steps of the stairs, the entrance above Nan Thian's head, had closed again.


Nan Thian continued his steps down the steps of the stairs until he arrived at a room that was not so spacious.


Inside the room, Nan Thian saw Fei Hsia the teacher of Zi Zi present there with Xue Lian.


The two of them stood to the side there, staring at Fei Yang who was sitting behind Yue Feng with anxious eyes.


Yue Feng, Nan Thian's father was seen sitting cross-legged with his head bowed weakly, his pair of eyes tightly shut.


Not far from there, Ye Hong Yi stood there, staring at her husband's deathly pale face with an anxious face.


Seeing the arrival of Nan Thian, Ye Hong Yi with tears immediately ran over to his son.


"Mother, calm down.What really happened here..?"


nan Thian asked as she gently stroked the hair on her mother's head.


Nan Thian tried to act as calm as possible, restraining her emotional turmoil.


So that her mother can be calmer and not be carried away by her emotions.


"Thian Er you must avenge this.."


"Repropriate Zi Zi from the hands of that insane young man.."


said Ye Hong Yi a piece of cut, making Nan Thian who heard it, so surmised and somewhat confused.


"Mom don't cry first, calm your heart.."


"The story is clear and slow, who is the young man you mean ? what exactly happened..?"


asked Nan Thian patiently.


Hong Yi nodded trying to calm himself down, after wiping away the rest of his tears.


Hong Yi sighed deeply, and he began his story.


"It all started a month ago when Zi Zi came here looking for you.."


hong Yi started to tell stories.


Xue Lian and Fei Hsia who did not know the chronology of the story, they came closer, sitting near Nan Thian and her mother, in order to be able to listen to everything clearly.


That morning Ye Hong Yi who was watching over Xu San Pai's disciple practiced swordsmanship.


Suddenly he saw a disciple of his, running with hurried steps towards him.


Hong Yi stared with furrowed brows and said,


"A Hua it's still early, why do you look rushed like this..?"


The disciple named A Hua hurriedly saluted and said,


"It's Pseudo, down there, in the first guard post came a beautiful girl dressed as a bride.."


"She said she wanted to find Yue Nan Thian.."


"We've already explained that Yue Nan Thian is not here, but she doesn't believe that she wants to meet Sefu and Semu.."


"Before he met he would not go..'


"Sister Nan Brother Sing and brother Wu are about to try to evict her.."


"Just with one move like a person writing in the air, he had crippled Brother Nan's brother Sing and brother Wu.."


a Hua explained.


A Hua stared in wonder at his Semu, who usually always acted fiercely cold and grumpy.


But now when he heard the explanation he turned around smiling widely,


He could only stare with a stupid look hard to believe it.


"A Hua quickly take me there to see him.."


ye Hong Yi said happily.


"Good Shit.."


answer A Hua quickly.


Before leaving, Ye Hong Yi turned his head towards his main disciple, who was watching his junior train.


"A siong, you quickly tell your teacher,!"


"Make him quickly catch up with me to the first post..!"


"Tell him, his future son-in-law has come..!"


hong Yi said with a happy smile.


A moment later he had already run as fast as flying, heading towards the first guard post.