The apprentices who had a full stomach slept very comfortably this night, although the autumn wind blew from time to time outside the window, but finally the guys with zero oil and water in their stomachs were very content, especially the kind of wine called Huadiao, although it made people dizzy, but the taste was indeed the most beautiful in the world.

Chen Liujia slept very sweetly, and even slept with an empty wine gourd in his hand, but Li Songnian was a little tossed and turned to the south side this night, which was not much different from his master's current situation, but the two of them thought differently.

Although he accepted the herbs in Zhang Changshoulang, who was dressed in tattered Taoist clothes, the pain in his fingers was alleviated a little, but this guy who was already very thoughtful muttered to those outsiders, especially the son named Chu Jingjue, who had no good impression of Li Songnian, and the young man whose expression had always been very lazy suddenly became the object of hatred in Li Songnian's heart, but it was not only the reason why he couldn't beat the other party, he thought in his heart, maybe something would happen to the appearance of that young man.

Zhao Shanhe, who was lying on the bed, was also a little dizzy, but his heart was unusually sober, the panicked hard bed, the simple indoor furnishings, as if isolated from the world, I still remember that they were like this when they were like this, Zhao Shanhe was still a snot and a fart worm, and he was also very respected and admired throughout his life, but he was already a swordsman in charge, and he still remembered that when his senior brother went down the mountain, he was with himself,

"Mountains and rivers, my sister's health in the past few years has not been too good, I am not going down the mountain for glory and wealth but taking refuge, in the end the Sword Saint Gate has become a little darker in my own hands, I am sorry for the master and sorry for the ancestors of the Sword Saint Gate, I don't know when I will return, this Nuoda One of the sects will be handed over to you Shanhe, in fact, you are not bad at all, maybe you will be a good leader..."

Zhao Shanhe, who was lying on the bed and moved his back a few times, smiled bitterly, but his old face was full of tears at this time, muttering in his mouth, " Too stupid, you're wrong, I can't be the master of a mountain, look at these years, the big guy seems to be happy because of a bite of meat, you and I Zhao Shanhe feel guilty or not, senior brother, you can be more than ten years away from you, but when you come back to your hometown, you are dead, I don't dare to imagine if I talk to Sister Mu Li, I feel uncomfortable when I think about it, why are you too stupid, when will it be bad to come back, it is not good to come back, it is only when people are gone that people bring back a letter, senior brother, you are too much, the dream in my heart seems to have fallen all of a sudden, hey...”

But the words that haunted Zhao Shanhe's heart made him unforgettable, the senior brother once lived, in this life, he did not seek to be rich and noble, but only to live without regrets, and live a true freedom according to his own will...

In the early morning of the second year, Niu Youcai followed Zhang Changshou down the mountain, and since he hit the Sword Saint Gate, this Niu Er is very diligent, and he helped clean up the yard early, and when he met the sturdy Mrs. Li, he was even more diligent to help get a tank of water, so that Mrs. Li couldn't stop boasting, Niu Er is a good boy, much stronger than some disciples in the Sword Saint Gate, and those wild people know that they can not prevent it by searching for some food here.

Until Zhang Changshou, who drove the carriage down the mountain, secretly asked Niu Eryi, "Talented, who are you diligent and quick to learn, yes, at least it won't be annoying anywhere, how can you get a full stomach, better than wealth, that son hasn't gotten up yet, it seems that the two of them insist on waking up naturally, that is the beginning of a beautiful one, of course, I used to be like that, this is not a task..."

Niu Er sat on the side and was silly and happy, and from time to time whistled at the black horse swaying slowly in front of him, and the horse snorted and ran a few steps when he heard the whistle.

"This doesn't need anyone to teach us, in Fengbei City, my Niu Er is a mud leg, there is no last meal, you see those disciples of the Sword Saint Gate, I am much worse than them, at least they don't have to worry about whether they will kill people when they go out, it is much easier than me, and there is a loving master who cares, I am different, I was surprised that I had been with me, it was after leaving Fengbei City, at least I could mix stronger than before, I was surprised that I was a good person, you and my brothers are not bad-hearted, I can do some work that should be, who made me born a stupid... ”

After listening to Niu Er's words, Zhang Changshou was impressed by this stupid big man,, if you are stupid, then Fugui is the ancestor of stupidity, but after thinking about it, he smiled, "I like to make friends with stupid people, you can rest assured that you are talented, we are all stupid brothers..."

These two guys went to Eagle Tail County to buy special sales, just the wine got no less than twenty jars, although the meat sold in Eagle Tail County is very expensive, but just beef or something got most of the car, this was originally used for comfortable carriage simply became a truck, chicken, duck and fish meat everything, only for the Eagletail County grocery store owner to make a smile, just the dry cigarette roll sent Zhang Changshou a big bundle, in the end it cost a total of more than 100 taels of silver, the boss of the family returned it, since it is a guest in the Sword Saint Gate on the mountain, that is, they are all regular customers,

After a busy morning, this shopping was finished, and when I returned to the mountain, it was already early afternoon.

The boss of Eagle Tail County looked at the two honest men leaving, looked up at the smoke curling on the high mountain, and muttered, Hey, what kind of noble people have you met in this Sword Saint Gate, I have never seen such a generous person in a hundred years,

The disciples of the Sword Saint Sect, who still got up early, called his master Zhao Shanhe to the front hall as early as possible, and sat down in a big area.

It wasn't until they listened to the big things of the master Zhao Shanhe that these individuals had different expressions, and finally scolded Zhao Shanhe for a while, and then there was a burst of crying, because Zhao Shanhe's head was raised, and there was no sword saint in the world.

In fact, few of the disciples below have seen the true face of the master, when He Taifu left, it was more than ten years ago, and the disciples who sat down were seventeen years old, and the one who sat down was only in his early tens, Li Songnian still remembered the head of the sword saint, but in his memory he was an old man who liked to tease children, and even Chen Liujia had urinated on He Tai's neck back then, and he also slapped Zhao Shanhe with a board because of this matter.

But the rumors in the market are not so good, the sword saints in the Sword Saint Gate are to blame, and the head of the gambling faction is not easy to do, and he wants to come out of the rivers and lakes to mix muddy water, and in the end, the Sword Saint Gate will give the Qinglong Dynasty a holy decree and it will become this field.

Especially those older brothers who ran out of the Sword Saint Gate a few years ago are the root of this remark, those individuals have naturally seen He Tai Idiot, but no one has the good luck to do the curtain of the Sword Saint's descendant disciples, it is the old guy who is a pick-and-search goods, if there are no good seedlings in the Sword Saint Gate, but in the end, the old man went to Linfu with swordsmanship,

This was passed on like this a few years ago, at that time, Mrs. He was not dead yet, and it was itchy to the teeth of these disciples who had lived a fucking life on the mountain, if it weren't for He Tai's idiot, which would not have long eyes to come to Jianmen Mountain to practice, it was really a lifelong regret of eight lifetimes of blood mold, and those guys who were half-baked with the skills they learned in the Sword Saint Gate instead transferred their resentment to the old Sword Saint who had not met for many years, and the dirty water splashed over the years was no less than that of other sects.

And Li Songnian is the most promising wonderful and glamorous person who will be an apprentice to Mrs. He, but he didn't catch up with the good time, because the Sword Saint had already gone outside to come to the rivers and lakes, and it was even more for the Qinglong Dynasty to attack the heroes and fall into Qingzhou City.

The worst cry is Chen Liujia, the Uncle He in his mouth is a loving grandfather, but why is it gone all of a sudden, he still thinks that one day he will learn swordsmanship to prove it to the former Sword Saint, it is best to go to the rivers and lakes to walk, and kill those who kill a thousand knives one by one with bad words about Uncle Shi behind him, but now it's okay, Uncle Shi has passed away, he is very heartbroken,

The other disciples are just making a show, and they don't have much friendship with the former head, if it weren't for his name, they wouldn't have sent their families to such a remote and down-and-out Jianmen Mountain to practice, in fact, many people resented He Taiyi, who once resisted that big name, in their hearts.

After Zhao Shanhe roared, these disciples got up stupidly, master, arranged the memorial matters, and all went to the Eagle Horn Cliff, and then cried and wiped their tears when it was time to be buried, but Zhao Shanhe's eyes were red and swollen at these words, and he seemed to have not slept all night, and he looked very embarrassed.

Liang Buyu was a little stunned, sitting on the side was still a little unacceptable, the senior brother in the master's mouth, that is, the current head of their Sword Saint Gate, was gone all of a sudden, she was a girl who actually worshipped the Sword Saint from the bottom of her heart, and the most diligent in swordsmanship practice in recent years was this generation Liang Buyu,

Jiang Youye on the side was also a little distracted, and when he saw Chu Jingjue who walked in from outside, he reacted, it turned out that he was sending a letter to the Sword Saint Gate.

Chu Jingjue was followed by Zhang Fugui, these two guys were very energetic, but Li Songnian whispered when he passed by Chu Jingjue's side, "Son, you should know who killed the master, if you don't know, you can't get out of this door..."

I was still surprised that it was still a habitual finger flick of the hilt, but it was at Li Songnian and smiled, "Shouldn't you thank us for coming back to the roots... And your hand is healed?"

Li Songnian has always hated this stranger, except for the fact that he was on the mountain because of the snatching of elk, he couldn't get used to seeing this young man who was always very lazy with his expression, but at this time, he drew his sword in his hand, and the long sword pointed at Chu Jingjue, but it was against Zhang Fugui,

"Get out of the way! the sword of the Sword Saint Gate is merciless..."

Fugui still wanted to say a lot of words to this presumptuous guy, so he was startled by the roar of Zhao Shanhe, who rushed to the side.

"Song Nian, put away your sword, how can you not divide it, Chu is shocked to feel that he is the benefactor of our sword saints, retreat!"

Looking at the master's depressed appearance, Li Songnian put away his long sword, glared at Chu Jingjue fiercely, and walked out, followed by the other disciples who were drinking together last night, but there were some bad emotions in this person's expression,

Chen Liujia hurriedly ran to Chu Jingjue and said with a smile, "Brother Jingjue, you don't have to be like a senior brother, he must be too sad, in fact, his heart is not bad..."

Before he could answer, Zhang Fugui on the side looked at Li Songnian's back and gritted his teeth and smiled, "Liujia, your senior brother is far worse than you, don't compare with the eldest brother of the shock, that Zite has no eyesight, if he can beat me Zhang Fugui, I also admit it, but if you draw your sword in front of the eldest brother, it doesn't seem to be enough grade..."

Chu was shocked and patted Fugui's shoulder, asking him not to wear a beard, but he nodded at Zhao Shanhe, "Don't worry, I'm very angry, Mr. He and I are more than friends, I will naturally treat the Sword Saint Gate as if it were my own family, Fugui went to welcome Niu Er and them, they should be back soon, help..."

After speaking, he walked out,

This guy's voice was not low, and the disciples of the Sword Saint Sect could hear it clearly, and the words in this man's mouth not only made Zhao Shanhe's heart a little shocked, but also caused those disciples to mutter, and the words were not good at all.

Because of the words of being able to be friends with the Sword Saint, it seems to be a bit of a big nonsense, and I think this person is thick-skinned enough, how did our Sword Saint Gate become your home, so it's not a mix,

Li Songnian sneered, "It's just a bastard with no hair, who is our head who will become friends with a child?

Immediately caused everyone to laugh, but after seeing Zhao Shanhe's deep expression, he suddenly scattered, and he didn't dare to speak loudly.

In Li Songnian's opinion, the young man Chu Jingju, who seemed to be more powerful than himself, was naturally a child, but he called Zhang Fugui, who was older, the eldest brother, and even felt that Zhang Fugui seemed to be a fool, Chu Jingjue was only thirteen years old this year, and the look on his face was to pretend to be a child again, but Liang Buyu had a good impression of this young man, and even felt that this guy seemed to be not only as simple as the surface, and wanted to inquire with Jiang Youye, but Jiang Youye also shook his head blankly,

The carriage under the mountain rushed up, and even Niu Er and Changshou, who were in the car, helped push the cart from behind, and after passing by a high post, this was a sigh of relief.

There was a birdsong in the blue sky, which caused the black horse to snort incessantly,

I only heard Niu Er cover his forehead and shout at Changshou, "Look at longevity, what a big bird, could it be that the crane in the legend is not successful?

Zhang Changshou on the side sighed, pointed to the distance, and said with a smile, "There are still people up there, that thing doesn't seem to be simple, you don't really want to look for the unhappiness of that beast, hey, hurry up, there must be a lot of fun..." 166 Reading Network