A secluded valley, fragrant grass, dotted with a lonely grave. Young Master Jin looked at Xiao Zhuying's empty tomb in front of him and was quietly distracted. The passers-by said that Ye Xiaochai was knocked unconscious by the sound of Zhigang, and he needed Zhirou kung fu to rescue, and the black and white Langjun who practiced the eighteen buckles of his fingers was the best candidate. But begging for someone is simply impossible for the proud and conceited Young Master Jin......

Xiao ...... Mother. Young Master Jin pulled out the weeds next to the tomb, and when the words came to his mouth, he finally changed his words. For the woman who was thinking about herself, Young Master Jin always had an inexplicable feeling in his heart: "Ye Xiaochai is seriously injured, for you, I am willing to save him, but if I want to kneel to the black and white Langjun, it is absolutely impossible! Mother, it's not that I refuse to save your husband, it's just that I really can't do it! I can't ask for someone Young Master Jin, there is a way to die!"

At this point, Young Master Jin suddenly felt that someone was coming, and his current appearance could not be seen by others, so Young Master Jin hurriedly dodged and hid behind the boulder. Before the passerby came to the empty tomb, he knelt down straight down, which made Young Master Jin stunned.

"Xiao Zhuying, I'm sorry for you for not taking good care of the father and son. Young Master Jin is okay, after this period of teaching, he finally has a little changed eyebrows. But Ye Xiaochai ...... Ye Xiaochai, but he was seriously injured. The rugged passerby sighed with remorse, and hooked the friendly feelings of Young Master Jin who was hiding in the shadows, and the rugged passerby continued: "It's all my fault, I can obviously save Ye Xiaochai, but because I can't convince Young Master Jin, I can't do it, I'm really sorry Xiao Zhuying for your original entrustment!"

When Young Master Jin heard the words of the rugged passerby, he somehow walked out and walked behind the rugged passerby. In order to hide the dumbness in his heart, Young Master Jin laughed and said: "Rugged passerby, whether you can save Ye Xiaochai or not, it depends on whether I am happy or not!"

The passerby hurriedly looked up at Young Master Jin and said seriously, "Oh, how can I make you happy?"

"Kill you, and I'll be happy. ”

"Okay, you can cut me and try it. To the surprise of Young Master Jin, the passerby agreed in one bite.

Young Master Jin pulled out the fire behind him, took it in his hand and waved it a few times: "You brought this on yourself, a passerby?!"

"I know. The rugged passerby was not afraid and said: "But Young Master Jin, the power of the fire in your hand is constantly changing according to the hatred of the user, if there is no hatred in your heart, no matter how high your martial arts are, it is useless!"

"Oh? Like this?" Young Master Jin swung his knife violently and slashed at the head of the rugged passerby, but only slightly blew the hair.

Seeing this, the passerby couldn't help but laugh and said, "It seems that your hatred for me is not so heavy. ”

"Hmph! Young Master Ben's skills haven't recovered yet, when I finish practicing, you will wash your neck and wait for death!"

"Whatever you want. But what are you going to do about Ye Xiaochai?"

“……”

"Why don't you let Ye Xiaochai die? Ye Xiaochai has fought with you many times, if he was ruthless to you, you would have died a long time ago! On the surface, he is very cold to you, but in fact, he has always had your status in his heart. You are his only son, how can he not value you. ”

Young Master Jin was silent at the moment, as if his usual sharp teeth had failed.

"You complain that Ye Xiaochai didn't teach you, and Xiao Zhuying didn't love you. But that's all forced by current events, don't you really understand?"

"Enough, don't say it, your Grandpa Jin is not a bad breed!" Young Master Jin gritted his teeth and said ruthlessly: "You kneel down for me to ride as a horse, until I find Hei Bai Langjun, I will kneel down and beg Hei Bai Langjun, how about it?"

"Okay, okay, that's it!"

The rugged passerby didn't say a word, and bent down. Young Master Jin immediately climbed onto the rugged passerby and knocked the rugged passerby twice on the head, feeling very happy in his heart. However, after a while, Young Master Jin suddenly felt a wall in his heart, turned his head and looked at the tomb blankly, and for a while he had mixed feelings, and sighed lightly: "Mother!"

The cold wind blew through the withered grass and caressed Young Master Jin's body, like a mother gently caressing. The passer-by briskly carried Young Master Jin forward, and the corner of his mouth smiled lightly and showed a sense of relief, his hard work was not in vain after all!

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"Shaft, when this is over, you can go back to the heavens with me. ”

"Hmph. The cold sword and white fox were silent, staring at Tan Wuwant, as if he wanted to kill someone.

"If you want to take revenge, when you are sure, you can do it at any time, and talk without desire or fear. "For the hatred of the cold sword and the white fox, talk about no desire to turn a blind eye. If you can choose again, maybe there will be another way in the past, right?

Tan Wuxian brushed the dust and said: "With your current strength, trying to kill me is tantamount to ascending to the sky, and I will teach you how to be a martial artist during this time!

The silent cold sword white fox looked at the person in front of him who was his uncle both nominally and bloodily with his eyes slightly puzzled. If he had been able to show a little tolerance like he did today, things would not have come to that point?But hate is always hate, and now compensation can make up for your past mistakes?

"Hehe, you don't regret talking about no desire!"

"What tricks do you have, just talk about it. ”

At this point, it is the end, a pair of uncles and nephews are silently opposed. Silence is not knowing what to say again. The two of them were already unfamiliar, and they were even more speechless at the moment! Facing the embarrassment of silence, they frowned a little when they talked about nothingness, and they were still not suitable for being too close to their relatives? Fortunately, they had not become too uncomfortable, and Yi Xian was sorrowful and rushed back in the hazy night with his demeanor.

"Talk about no desire, people have arrived. ”

A hurried knock on the door sounded outside. Tan Wuxuan exhaled lightly, and without waiting for the cold sword and white fox to move, he walked over and opened the door first. Seeing the stunning beauty in front of the door, Tan Wuxian suddenly felt that the strange exchange between him and the cold sword white fox just now was not so unbearable for him. Because this woman has an identity that is even more overwhelming for him...... Su is really a wife in the practical sense! Who is Su Zhen? A senior brother who talks about no desire, but he is a senior brother who talks about no desire and doesn't want to be seen! How to choose the way to get along with the style bell makes it a little difficult to talk about Wu Desire, and he doesn't have the previous schadenfreude interest in Su Zhenzhen. But you can't always let your guests stay outside all the time. Tan Wuxian restrained his mind a little and let go of his body: "Miss Zhu, please come in." ”

"The fairy is polite, but from now on, I will no longer be the Vermilion Bird Yundan, just the style bell, please don't shout wrong. Grace Ling frowned slightly, and under the long journey of martial arts, the person looked a little tired, but he still smiled lightly: "Of course, the vulgar fairy is willing to call Grace Bell Mrs. Su or sister-in-law, and Grace Bell doesn't mind." ”

"......" is speechless when talking about desirelessness, what should I say now? I really call my sister-in-law? I can't call it out! Su is really coming and bring your wife back!

Talking about no desire and not knowing how to take the style bell is good, his eyes glimpse Yi Xianchou who wants to go out, hum, how can he let Yi Xianchou leave? Tan Wuxian blurted out and asked: "Yi Xianchou, where are you going?"

"When I go back to my master's residence, I have to ask him where the place suitable for Mrs. Su to retire is. "The paradise is easy to be idle, but I don't know where it is, and I don't want to ask about the autumn year. Yi Xianchou looked at Tan Wuxi's face was not very good, and said with a clear smile: "Mrs. Su will be handed over to you for temporary protection, and you have to chat with your sister-in-law when you talk about Wu Desire." ”

"You!" Mrs. Su, you are so smooth that you are so depressed that she simply stopped being wordy and waved her hand: "Get out." ”

"Well, you're going to have to take care of people. After saying hello, Yi Xianchou turned around and bowed to the sword beast and sword bird: "The deep love between the two is impressive, and the safety of the style bell needs to be taken to heart in the future." ”

"Your Excellency, rest assured, no one will be able to lose the lives of my two brothers before they die!" "Swords, beasts, swords, and birds are indispensable, since they have turned against the Heavenly Butterfly Alliance, then follow the example of the true swords, beasts, swords, and birds that have long since died, what does it matter if they are righteous for the Lord?

In this way, Yi took his leave first. ”

Yi Xian left the private school where he had no desire to settle down, and walked on the empty street at night, feeling a little bleak. A thin mist spread, and the occasional cacophony disturbed the night's coldness, adding to the gloomy atmosphere. Yi Xianchou secretly laughed while walking, and talked about no desire and style bell I don't know if they can get along harmoniously, after all, the mouth of the style bell is also quite sharp, can you eat without desire? In any case, I will come back as soon as possible.

While thinking to himself, a thin piece of drawing paper slowly fell in front of Yi Xianchou. Yi Yi is sorrowful and looks down, and the paintings on the paper are vivid and vivid, which makes people have to marvel at the exquisiteness of the painting skills. It's a pity that the painting is actually the tragic state of Yi Xianchou's death in the future, which is frightening, and it is a little more mysterious in the middle of the night! Yi Xianchou chuckled, he left a mark in the Hanging Yellow Spring, did it take so long for you to catch up?

"A painter of the River Styx, Danqing hangs the Yellow Spring, moves with a trace of blood, and lives and dies in an instant!"