Swords lined up with swords, separated only half a palm's width apart;

Shoulder to shoulder, with a foot-gap in between.

One is as elegant and quiet as ink in a deep pool, and the other is as clear as frost, snow, peach and plum, Whoever sees this meeting, It is only regarded as a reunion of old friends and confidants, there is really nothing more to say.

Can it be ......

At this moment, in the entire humble tea house, no sound could be heard, and it was even quieter than when Xie Buchen came in before!

Since ancient times, there have been many poor people in the mountains and bad waters, and it is the same when they are transferred to the nineteen continents to cultivate the realm.

Although this tea house is still within the range of the Tomorrow Star Sea in the Middle Domain, it is already very close to the snowy region, and now it is time for the chaos to arise, which one can be a good stubble who can appear here?

What's more, the reaction of the monk known as "Xie Daoyou" did not look like he had met some old friend.

For a moment, all eyes were on him.

There were also people who quietly probed out their spiritual sense, and approached this female cultivator who had just appeared, but the moment they found out about the other party's cultivation, their faces changed drastically!

Late Yuan Infant!

It's a real tough old monster!

After a few moments, most of the monks withdrew their gaze in fear and withdrew their spiritual sense.

Even the red-clothed monks in the corner, who were suspected to be tantric monks, showed a little horror in their eyes, and quietly turned their heads, no longer looking at the table by the window.

The Yuan Infant Stage is already extremely rare in the entire Nineteen Continents, let alone the late Yuan Infant Period.

At this moment, none of the people in the tea house have this kind of cultivation, but they can find out the cultivation of this female cultivator, what does this mean? It shows that people are showing it to you, so that you can get acquainted with each other.

How dare they easily offend such "seniors"?

This is the cultivation realm.

Xie Buchen is also at the peak of Jindan, and it is impossible to be unaware of the turbulent undercurrent at this moment.

It's just that he didn't move, as if he really didn't notice.

His gaze, from beginning to end, only fell on his right side—he sat there upright when he saw sorrow, with a smile that could be called kind, which made his whole face more beautiful, but the eyes that were staring at him were so deep that he could not see the bottom.

It is a small world......

Is there a fate?

No fool will believe it.

How long has he been away from Kungo?

Not long before her front foot fell into this tea house, she entered with her back foot, which is enough to prove that she walked with herself along the way. When she came in, she still looked like she had met herself......

A layer of haze slowly came up.

But on his face, Xie Buchen's pupils that were constricted by accident, vigilance and vigilance slowly loosened, and the corners of his lips were torn apart to hook an indifferent smile, and he didn't refute: "It's indeed very fateful." ”

Not happy or angry, there seems to be no ups and downs.

Xie Buchen's reaction was really a little boring, but he was not surprised at all. If one day, the man in front of him suddenly made a fuss and panicked, then it would not be Xie Buchen.

Tarzan collapsed in front of him and his color remained unchanged, this is him.

The eyebrows raised slightly, and the smile on her lips deepened slightly, but what came to mind was the scene from yesterday's conversation with the Fudao mountain people in Kunwu......

What kind of free and easy person is ordinary?

But after she said the sentence "I want to bring Senior Brother Yu back", her old eyes turned red, and she squatted beside the mountain road and cried......

I have never seen such a Fudao mountain person.

I have never seen that Senior Brother Yu who died in the snowy region.

Until she left Kunwu and caught up with Xie Buchen all the way, that scene couldn't be erased from her mind.

So, I have been depressed and replayed to this moment.

"Your tea. ”

Maybe I also saw the depth of the sorrowful cultivation, and the little two, who had served tea to many passers-by in the tea house before, were a little more restrained, and poured the bowl of tea with a little respectful taste.

"There is labor. ”

Seeing the sorrow, he bowed slightly, and his expression was soft.

Picked up the stoneware tea bowl casually, and took a sip, her face did not show the slightest discoloration, as if she was drinking a bowl of very ordinary tea, neither good nor bad.

The slender fingers resting on the dark tea bowl create an almost thrilling contrast.

Xie Buchen's gaze fell on her slightly pursed lips, and also fell on her face, which was not the slightest discoloration. In the blood-stained ashes at the bottom of my heart, there was a little spark, which lit up.

In an instant, there was a resurgence.

"Many years have passed, things are not people, but Xie Daoyou is still the same as in the past. ”

Glancing at the rough tea bowl in front of him that had not been moved, he saw the smile on his lips, a little more cold and thin that seemed to be true and false, but it was not without irony.

"Xi is abundant, and he eats at the top. If it's not a long poem, it's not a wine, it's not a snow sword, it's not a tea-"

In the past, in Beijing, the third son of Xie Hou's Mansion was a first-class elegant person.

It's a pity......

Who would have wanted to get those things later?

Xie Buchen didn't answer her words, just raised his eyes and looked into her eyes.

So those memories that should have been long ago came out so easily......

That year, Xie Hou's Mansion was raided, and he fled with her all the way.

Thirty miles south of Beijing is the canal, and the captured officers and soldiers and the officials in charge of raiding the house have blocked the city gates on all sides. But at that time, they didn't know that anyone had escaped from the house.

So they boldly blended in with a group of peddlers and pawns who wanted to leave the city, wanting to take advantage of the opportunity to get out of the city.

Seeing that he was pretending to be a peasant woman who went to the city to buy medicine, he condescended to change into the clothes of a porter.

Because of the large number of people leaving the city, all the two men sat at a tea shop near the city gate and waited for more peasant women and porters to go out of the city before they were ready to go out together.

At that time, Zhang Tang, the court lieutenant who was known as the "dead face" in the court, came on a horse and passed by them.

At that time, the news of the escape of the third prince of Xie Hou Mansion had not yet come out.

The two of them still got out of the city without danger.

But he didn't expect that in less than two hours, they arrived at the edge of the canal, and a large number of officers and soldiers chased them out. The first ride is Zhang Tang!

As soon as the order was given, the shouting of killing shook the sky, and the arrows fell like rain.

Even if he had all kinds of intelligence and strategies, he really didn't come in handy at that time, and there was no other way but to escape.

So he took her by the hand and got on the boat before the officers and soldiers arrived, and went down the river.

Halfway down, he quietly jumped down in the night.

He was shot in the shoulder by an arrow from behind, but she didn't notice it until she floated ashore and hid in the reeds by the river, and she was startled by the blood that fell on the white reeds.

His face was white, his lips were blue, and his hands were shaking.

There was a bit of panic in her expression and a worry that she didn't want him to see......

But at that time, there was actually only one question in his mind: Zhang Tang, how could he come so quickly and accurately?

It wasn't until he fell ill from his injuries and took care of him and fetched him water to drink that he suddenly understood where the secret was that day—

Tea shop.

A tea house at this moment.

Xie Buchen's eyebrows were cold and indifferent, his gaze retracted, and he fell on the tea bowl in front of him, and said: "The long poem is fake, and the snow sword is empty......

What others see is false.

He never had such a simple intention as "because he likes it, so he likes it."

As he spoke, he took the bowl and took a sip slowly.

Bitter, rough.

It also has a strange smell that I can't describe.

But Xie Buchen's face was as sad as Fang Cai, even the two eyebrows were the same stretched, the same lines did not move, and there was no hint or flaw.

Seeing the sorrow, he laughed out loud: "I have already done this, and I am afraid that I will not almost die in the hands of Zhang Tang back then......"

The reason why Zhang Tang chased after him so quickly was because of a bowl of tea, a bowl of tea Xie Buchen took a sip of, and then quietly frowned and put down the tea.

You must know that the third son of Xie Hou Mansion is from a very high background, even if he is not poor and extravagant, he is also exquisite, and he has made a lot of friends, and the tea and wine in Su Ri will never be bad.

And the pawn of the market peddler, where is the hobby of drinking tea?

The tea shop rests its feet, but it is just to moisten the throat and quench your thirst. Livelihoods are still difficult, so why not be wasteful?

Zhang Tang was passing by at that time and saw the details of Xie Buchen drinking tea, but he didn't take it seriously.

But when the news of Xie Sangongzi's escape came, this detail immediately popped up, and there was a speedy chaser later, and even almost took Xie Buchen's life.

How could a man like him, who strives for perfection, allow himself to fall twice in the same pit?

So since then, he's changed.

It's just that I didn't expect that when I arrived in the Nineteenth Continent, today, I seem to see the original Xie Sangongzi through this bowl of tea.

She knows everything about him.

She knows.

He also knows.

Xie Buchen's hand was very steady, his eyes were down, and he slowly put down the teacup in the end.

He won't take a second sip.

If I am a capable person, why should I be a human being?

At the end of the day, it's just a bowl of tea.

Now that he is no longer able to make mistakes on a bowl of tea, he will face the danger of life and death.

"It looks like you're going north too. ”

This kind of obvious thing, Xie Buchen is not willing to waste time in circles.

Seeing that there was still a smile on his face, his eyes swept around the tea house, and he stayed on the figures of the suspected tantric monks for a few more moments, and only said, "Yes, go north." Xie Daoyou and I are also born and died, so why don't we go together?"

“……”

Born to die, "life" friendship. This statement, from another point of view, is true and not false at all.

Xie Buchen looked at her sideways and didn't answer for the time being.

The Burning Lamp Sword and the Human Emperor Sword were placed side by side between them, so close that they could almost be reached. But it was also these two swords that clearly separated the two people who were sitting very closely.

He is on the left side of the Human Emperor Sword, and she is on the right side of the Burning Lamp Sword.

Xie Buchen remembered the purpose of his trip, the Nine Doubts Ding, the entrustment of Hengxu Zhenren, and his own ......

Inner demons.

At this moment, the doubt buried deep in my heart finally came out again.

Sending him to Kunwu, why would Hengxu Zhenren say it in front of so many people in the Great Hall of the Heavens?

It's like I'm afraid that others won't know.

It's like telling Yashan to send someone to follow.

Walking along the way?

Xie Buchen's eyes flashed slightly, and he glanced at the sky outside, his expression was as usual, and there was a little change in the light of his indifferent eyes: "I have cultivated to the end, and I am fortunate to be able to see my sorrowful Taoist friends together." This way, I'm afraid I will have to work hard. ”

"Shine?"

Seeing the sorrow, a pair of eyes covered with frost and snow were a little more interesting, and the almost boiling killing machine was hidden underneath, disguising her as the most quiet hunter, just squinting at the "prey" on her side, but the voice sounded soft and friendly.

"You're welcome, you should be. ”

The eyes of the two finally collided together, resting on the two swords in the middle.

For a time, the subtlety was extreme.