Wu Laoshi was a little anxious in his heart, he had been fighting with these sergeants for half an hour, but he didn't see Jia San in it, which was the last thing Wu Laoshi wanted to see, Jia San went to the village.

Zhang Xun led the army through the tunnel, there were more and more forks in the road, the enemy's whereabouts were extremely difficult to capture, the battle was getting longer, Zhang Xun only felt that the manpower was becoming more and more overstretched, and he was thinking of a way, when he suddenly heard the sound of Qingyue's cymbals outside the cave.

Wu Laoshi heard the sound of hitting the cymbal, his heart sank, with Jia San's temperament, how could he be willing to give up if he didn't capture that young man? Jia San has never appeared, and he doesn't need to think about it to know where he went, Wu Laoshi sighed, put away the crossbow, and slowly walked towards the entrance of the cave.

"Fourth brother, the elder brother has been looking for you for all these years, I don't want you to hide here to enjoy leisure, and there is such a lovely child, a lover who knows cold and hot, and the elder brother is very happy for you. Jia San sat on the soft couch and looked at the man who came out of the cave. If he hadn't seen the man in front of him here, Jia San would never have imagined that the high-spirited and leaping horse Qu Laosi would become the ordinary and ugly lame old man in front of him. elegantly filled the tea cup opposite, and looked at the vicissitudes of life with a slight smile.

Wu honestly looked at the red-haired middle-aged man in front of him, he hadn't seen him for six years, he had a limp leg, the man's cheeks were wrinkled, and there were a few hints of silver between his temples. I originally thought that when I saw the man in front of me, my heart must be full of hatred, and I didn't want to see each other for real, but my heart was very calm. Perhaps the life of Jinzhai in the past few years has made me understand what love is, and if a person has love in his heart, there will naturally be a lot less hate. Hearing the man's somewhat mocking words, Wu Laoshi did not respond, but slowly stepped forward and sat opposite the man, picked up the teacup, and took a sip lightly, and then said lightly: "There is the third brother of Lao who is worried, in the past six years, the younger brother has guarded Sanniang and Huzi every day, and lived by picking some mountain goods. “

Jia San's face froze, and he glanced at the ring on Wu Laoshi's hand, and his expression was even more surprised, he had imagined countless scenes of the two meeting over the years, maybe they would draw their swords against each other, maybe they would talk about each other, or they might calculate each other, but they never expected that this fourth brother, who was called Kuaidao, would be as tranquil and peaceful as an old man in the countryside, and he spoke like an old friend for many years gossiping, without a trace of anger.

Jia San was stunned for a while, and then suddenly smiled again: "What the fourth brother said is that our brothers have been licking blood with knives all these years, and they have done some dangerous things, how can it compare to the fourth brother's stable and happy life in the past few years?

Wu Laoshi sighed, looked at his wife and children, Huzi was falling in Sanniang's arms, as if he had fallen asleep, his eyes were facing each other, he had been married for many years, and now he was only full of warmth.

Wu Laoshi hurriedly turned his head, all these years of licking blood and incognito, he had long forgotten what tears were like. Wu Laoshi originally thought that he had sent those brothers away, and there would be no more tears in this life except blood, but now he suddenly wanted to cry. Although he knew that with Jia San's temperament, he would not be lucky today, but what if Jia San really had some changes like himself? Wu Laoshi couldn't help but have a glimmer of hope in his heart.

After being silent for a while, Wu Laoshi suddenly looked at Jia San and asked tentatively: "Third brother, have you ever thought of those brothers over the years, and have you ever had a trace of regret in your midnight dream?"

Jia San didn't seem to expect the man on the other side to ask this question, he was stunned for a moment, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and a wry smile appeared, "Fourth brother, it's true that being an elder brother is greedy for power, but he is also a person, not a real wolf, how can he completely ignore brotherhood? The eldest brother wants to hand over the sword weapon to the Jian family, what can he get in exchange? How did the fifth and sixth brothers die? If I and the eldest brother insisted on going their own way, our brothers would have all died in Qingfeng Stream back then, how could we still drink tea and chat here like now? How could the fourth brother escape? Could it be that the fourth brother really thought that he was a miracle and could escape the pursuit of Jian Feng and the cloud masters under Cong Wan's seat?" Jia San remembered the situation back then, his face was a little hideous, and his heart was obviously not calm.

nodded, how could Wu Laoshi not know these situations in his heart, with the situation back then, if that batch of sword weapons was just ordinary sword weapons, or if that batch of sword weapons was not transported to Shanrong, there was just some conceptual conflict between the eldest brother and Jia San, one wanted to gather in the mountains and forests, be happy, and the other wanted to earn some future and get ahead, which was nothing bad. But with the unusual swords that were shipped to Shanjung, everything changed. It seems that after so many years, Jia San still thinks that the brothers deliberately embarrassed him and hindered his future.

Sighing softly, Wu Laoshi took off the ring on his hand and handed it to Jia San, and walked towards Sanniang and Huzi without turning his head.

Jia San took the ring, only to feel as if he was in a dream, if it weren't for today's events, he would have always thought that the list was hidden by Boss Chu in some hidden place, and he didn't want to have been carrying it in Tie Laoqi's hand for so many years, dangling under his nose. It's ridiculous that I always thought it was the old thing of Tie Laoqi's deceased wife, and I couldn't bear to confiscate it. Jia San felt that these people didn't care about brotherhood at all, and played themselves around, looking at Wu Laoshi's gaze gradually cold, and waved his hand to the surrounding sergeants.

Bai Jingwen stumbled and walked in the mountains and forests for more than half a day, the sky had already darkened, the mountain wind shouted, the ape howled, Bai Jingwen was afraid and hungry, wrapped in the already dirty clothes on his body, gritted his teeth, dragged his heavy legs, and walked towards the direction of Guiliu City step by step.

Across a forest, he could already see two vigorous and powerful characters on the city gate in the distance, Bai Jingwen's tears were about to flow out, thinking that it would not be long before he saw Master Jian, he would be safe, and he could take a bath comfortably and eat a hot meal. Thinking of this, the originally heavy steps became brisk.

One foot had already stepped out of the woods, and he had regained it alive, and he had found a thicker bush to hide, and looked secretly in the direction of the city gate.

The black-pressed cavalry filled the official road, and the two generals in black armor in front of the city gate were standing opposite each other, not knowing what they were arguing about, and the sergeant guarding the city had shrunk aside at the moment, secretly looking at the two of them, not daring to make a sound. Many of the cavalry also sat behind an additional sergeant, bound by a cloth belt to the knight in front of him, and moans of pain came and went.