I'm afraid this is the mentality of Aotian at this time, there is no quarrel with the world, but he is not afraid of competing with others, who is he, he is the third son of the Ao family, he has an outstanding kung fu, if it is not designed by others, he will definitely not be like this today.

But for him, these are no longer important, the important thing is that he can live quietly, he can raise flowers and plants, and he can spend the rest of his life with his beloved.

As if sensing that someone was looking at him, Aotian turned around, and the moment he saw Huo Siao, the watering can in his hand fell to the ground, he raised his hand in disbelief and rubbed his eyes, and asked a little suspiciously, "Are you?"

"Uncle Tiansan, I am Huo Siao, the son of Ao Leng and Huo Mei!"

"It's you!" Aotian looked very fine, strode out, looked Huo Siao up and down, smiled, and said: "I thought it was Xiao Leng who crossed over twenty years ago, it's too similar, you are simply carved out of a mold!"

"Hehe!" Huo Siao also smiled, he could feel the unique intimacy of the elders from Aotian's body, which Huo Siao had not encountered before, maybe this was the charm of family affection, which made him intoxicated.

Aotian let Huo Siao into the house, the decoration in the house is very simple and unpretentious, that is, a simple Chinese decoration style, picked up the teapot and poured a cup of tea for Huo Siao, showed a kind smile, and said softly: "Come, taste, this is the tea fried by your third aunt herself!"

Huo Siao was not polite, he raised the teacup and put it under his nose and sniffed it, it was really fragrant, as if he came to a field at that moment, feeling all the gifts of nature to human beings, and a rich taste came from his taste buds at the entrance of the tea, first bitter and then sweet as if life.

At that moment, all the pressure on his body was gone, as if only tranquility remained, and his heart became soft and calm, all because of nothing else, just because of this bowl of tea.

"Good tea!"

Even people like Huo Siao, who don't understand tea, can't help but praise it.

"Hehe!" Aotian smiled and said: "I planted this camellia, the tea was fried by your aunt, or your aunt's craftsmanship is good, and the camellia I planted is so bad, you can fry it into such wonderful tea!"

"No, no, no!" Huo Siao hurriedly waved his hand and said: "The tea is fried well, the camellia is planted better, only with sincere dedication, it is possible to get these returns, don't you say Sanbo!"

"Hahaha!" Aotian looked up and laughed out loud, and said with some understanding: "Tea and Zen are a truth, but also a taste, it is to return to simplicity and nature to taste life, and finally understand that letting go is really getting!"

The naturalness he showed at that moment made Huo Siao fascinated, as if what was in front of him was not a mortal, but a wise man who had attained the Tao.

Seeing his expression, Aotian smiled and patted him on the shoulder, and said, "You will understand these things in the future!" Then he stood up and said, "Have you eaten, let's have a meal together in the evening, just so that your aunt and your sister can meet you!"

"Okay, thank you, Sanbo!"

"It's all a family, what's polite!" Aotian smiled and said: "I heard about you, you are very powerful, at least much more powerful than your father, he couldn't do this kind of thing back then, at most, he went on a mission to kill people, but he killed his employer!"

"Hahaha!"

Hearing his joke, Huo Siao also smiled, he hadn't let go of the burden and disguise he was carrying for a long time, and he was very relaxed at this moment.

They talked about a lot of things together, some of them were Huo Siao's experiences, and some were Aotian's feelings, Aotian only had one daughter, and he also loved Huo Siao very much.

During the chat, Huo Siao glanced at the scene in the room for a moment, and saw a sword hanging on the wall, the scabbard was very gorgeous, and the hilt was even more domineering.

Seeing his gaze, Aotian also showed a yearning look, got up and walked over to take off the sword, pinched the hilt of the sword and jerked it, and a cold light appeared out of thin air.

"What a sword!"

Huo Siao's eyes were straight, this sword was definitely a sword, both in texture and gloss.

"It's called Kong, it's my best friend!" Aotian danced the sword body casually, the cold light appeared, as if there was life, an invisible sword aura surrounded Aotian's body up and down, that kind of posture was very intimate, as if he hadn't seen a lover for a long time.

Aotian couldn't feel the temperature of the emptiness with his other hand, raised his hand and pressed the sword body to his cheek, revealing a little loneliness in his tone: "I haven't seen my old friend for a long time, are you lonely!"

The sword seemed to respond to him, it turned out that the weapon also has life and feelings, and it also likes its owner, but he has no mouth, it can't speak, let alone move, and can't touch its owner.

All this in Huo Siao's eyes, it seems to have become a different scene, a man is meeting a beautiful woman, the two hug each other, cheek to cheek, the man asked, "Do you miss me?"

"Hmm!" the woman nodded desperately, but the man couldn't see it.

"Alas!" Aotian sighed and handed the empty space in his hand to Huo Siao.

But Huo Siao didn't dare to pick it up, the first time he felt fear, he felt that the sword was exuding a wave of anger, as if he would say: "If you dare to touch me, I will die to show you... ”

"Ugh!"

Huo Siao was also a little embarrassed, he didn't pick it up, but raised his hand and gently stroked the sword body, and sighed: "What a good sword!" He looked up at Aotian and said with a smile: "It should have been the one who fought with Sanbo back then!"

"That's right!"

Aotian put the sword into the scabbard and held it in his arms like a treasure and stroked it a few times before he was reluctant to hang it back on the wall, and sighed to Huo Siao: "My Ao family's three sons once had a name in the rivers and lakes, they all called me Lonely Sword, but I called myself Sankong!"

"The heart is empty, the people are empty, and the sword is empty, only in this way can I be invincible in the rivers and lakes and be invincible!"

Aotian turned around and walked back to the sofa and sat down, and said to Huo Siao with a smile: "Don't just talk about me, talk about you, what are you going to do next?"

He knew that Huo Siao was the heir of the Qiankun Sect, he was not angry or jealous, they were all descendants of the Ao family and just hoped that the Qiankun Sect would get better and better, Huo Siao's ability was in their eyes, although it was a little immature, but that was only now.

The dominance he has shown makes people wonder what kind of height he will go in the future!