After Ouyang Mingzhu vented for a while, he suddenly burst into tears and smiled: "Dad, you are so bad, you have made your daughter lose a lot of weight." Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Ouyang Tongtian laughed and said: "Okay, it's all my father's fault, my father will never leave you in the future, and he will accompany you every day, okay?"

Ouyang Mingzhu said: "Dad, why are you pretending to be dead? ”

Ouyang Tongtian said: "Dad can't make this decision, Jian Jiulang will spare Dad?" ”

Ouyang Mingzhu said: "Dad, Brother Jiulang is not a bad person, don't call around!" ”

Ouyang Tongtian sighed: "Silly boy, my father doesn't want to be his enemy, it's because he and my father can't get along." ”

Ouyang Mingzhu pouted and said, "Do you still want to fight?" ”

Ouyang Tongtian didn't want to get entangled with his daughter on this issue, so he had to divert the topic and said: "Mingzhu, don't tell anyone the news that your father is still alive, you know?" ”

Ouyang Mingzhu said: "Dad said that if he doesn't tell, he won't tell, hehe." ”

Ouyang Tongtian touched Ouyang Mingzhu's head dotingly and said, "This is Daddy's good daughter!" After a pause, he continued, "It's almost dawn, so let's go." ”

Ouyang Mingzhu reluctantly walked out of the study, the depression in his heart for the past few days was swept away, and he walked happily humming a small tune.

Seeing Ouyang Mingzhu leaving, Xue Wujian said, "Master, someone is not good for the little junior sister today!" ”

Ouyang Tongtian's eyes suddenly appeared cold, and he said, "What's the matter?" After listening to Xue Wuji's narration, Ouyang Tongtian said coldly: "There are such things, if you have something to do in the past few days, you have to go far away, and the safety of Mingzhu will be handed over to you!" ”

Xue Wujian said respectfully: "As long as the disciple has a breath, he will not let the little junior sister be hurt in the slightest!" ”

Ouyang Tongtian nodded and said, "That's the best!" Seeing that Ouyang Tongtian didn't speak again, Xue Wujian closed the door and quietly retreated!

It is said that the silver-robed Venerable Xiao Batian pounced on Zhurong Peak in Hengshan, got on the blood-colored sedan chair and hurried down Hengshan, according to the news obtained by the secret spy of the bloody clothes door, only to know that Jian Jiulang was heading north, thinking about it, and then the flying pigeon passed a message to let his subordinates intercept Jian Jiulang in Yuecheng on the shore of Dongting Lake, and his party rushed over day and night.

When Ken Jiulang and his party came to the shore of Dongting Lake, it had just finished a rainstorm, and the sky was still drizzling at this time.

Feng Yexing drove the carriage and shouted: "Brother Jian, there is Dongting Lake in front, do you want to take a break and take a look at the scenery by the way." ”

Yun Yantian said: "It's rare, stop and let the horse rest and continue to hurry, anyway, it won't be delayed for long, right, Brother Sword?" ”

Jian Jiulang said: "It's also great to be able to travel to the famous mountains and rivers by the way, you said, Miss Murong?" ”

Murong Qian saw that the three of them were in high spirits, and she had never seen the scenery of Dongting Lake, so she agreed and said, "Several of them have such elegant intentions, how can the little sister sweep everyone's minds." ”

I saw a silky drizzle falling down on Dongting Lake, rippling round after round. The breeze can't help but tempt to start making beauty, the willow tree next to the lake tilts its slender and slender waist, leaning on Dongting Lake, trying its best to look into the distance, the water and sky are really beautiful.

Yun Yantian said: "It's a pity that there is no leisure, if you don't sail on it, there will be a flavor." ”

Feng Yexing bolted the carriage and came over and said, "Why don't I rent a boat?" ”

Suddenly, a cold voice came, "A few of you are really interested!" "From under the willow embankment not far away, many figures flashed, all of them in bloody robes and grimace masks, and there were more than thirty people.

Jian Jiulang smiled: "You guys are really unhappy, I can meet you everywhere." ”

One of the tall blood-clothed men stood up and said angrily, "Jian Jiulang, let's meet again!" "It's the second child in blood.

Kenkuro pretended to be surprised and said, "We've met?" ”

The second brother in bloody clothes said sarcastically: "The sword hero is really a noble man who forgets things, haven't we dealt with each other in Wencheng!" ”

Jian Jiulang suddenly realized: "You are all wearing exactly the same, and Jian is not an immortal, how can you tell who it is?" As soon as the words fell, he continued: "If you can take off your mask, Jian Mou will definitely not forget it after seeing it." ”

Since Yun Yantian fought with the blood-clothed man last time, he knew how powerful the other party was, and stood up and said: "We and your faction seem to have no grievances or hatreds, I don't know what we mean by finding us this time?" ”

The second brother in bloody clothes said angrily: "Hmph, what a good one who has no grievances and no revenge, if it weren't for Jian Jiulang breaking the third brother's arm, the third brother would not have died sideways." ”

Kenkuro was surprised: "Oh, he's dead, that injury doesn't seem fatal, right?" ”

The second brother in blood hated and said: "It was because of you that the third brother died." ”

Jian Jiulang sneered and said, "So, you're here to take revenge?" ”

The second brother in bloody clothes said: "That's not it, our Venerable has an invitation, please ask the sword hero to go over and talk about it." ”

Jian Jiulang said: "Your Venerable? Where is it sacred? ”

The second brother in bloody clothes said: "The sword hero will naturally know when he goes!" ”

Murong Qian said worriedly: "Brother Jian, don't go." ”

Jian Jiulang said: "Your Venerable is your Venerable, and not my Venerable Jian Jiulang, why should I go to see him, if he is sincere, why don't you come to see me." ”

The second child in the bloody clothes couldn't help but be angry, the Venerable was still on the way to come, how could he come to see him? sneered: "I can't imagine that a dignified sword hero would be so timid? ”

Feng Yexing smiled and said: "Wrong, friend, Brother Jian is very bold, it's useless for you to provoke each other, but you are cowardly, you don't even let people see each other, hehe..."

Thinking of Venerable Xiao Batian's order, let himself drag Jian Jiulang, and can't let him leave, the second brother in blood clothes can't help but feel a little difficult, it seems that it is impossible to drag Jian Jiulang if he doesn't do it, but if he does it, he is afraid that he will lose a lot of money, and maybe the whole army will be wiped out, but if he lets Jian Jiulang go, the second brother in blood clothes can't help but shudder when he thinks of Xiao Batian's methods, shrinking his head is a knife, stretching out his head is also a knife, the second brother in blood clothes is a heart, and said coldly: "Sword hero really doesn't go?" ”

Jian Jiulang snorted and said, "If Jian doesn't go, what can you do with me!" ”

The second brother in blood said coldly: "Our brothers can't help the sword hero, but, hum! I wonder if your friend can be as good as you? ”

Jian Jiulang stared at the blood-clothed second child, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and said coldly: "Friends, you can try it!" ”

The sky is still drizzling, falling on my body, I feel cool, I don't want to be afraid of the rainstorm. Although the drizzle is not big, it falls on the top of people's heads for a long time, forming water droplets, although it is June, it also makes people feel a little cool.

No one in the field moved, as if time stood still, at this time, the sky was not beautiful, there was no sign, suddenly the rain was heavy, the people in the field did not have a trace of movement, the rain fell on the people's bodies, not long after, the whole body was soaked.

The second bloodied man opened his mouth, feeling that his throat was a little dry, which was extremely uncomfortable, and he coughed dryly twice, and said, "Offended!" With a wave of his big hand, the blood-clothed man pulled out his sword and rushed towards Kenjiulang and the others.

The mud was splashed, the air seemed to be shaken, and the wind screamed, and the dagger was across his chest, without the slightest fear.

A jingling sound sounded, although the wind night was light, after all, it still couldn't stand it, the figure fluttered, flashed back, Jian Jiulang let out a long laugh, the heavy sword ghost was never pulled out, the body was like a ghost, crossing the wind and night, his hands were like iron tongs, rushing into the heavy sword light and sword shadow of the bloody man.

"Click" The sword of the blood-clothed man broke to the ground, and Jian Jiulang's hands seemed to be sharpened iron like clay, and where he passed, the swords were broken, and the blood-clothed second child saw that his pupils contracted for a while.

Jian Jiulang smiled: "You are really not afraid of death? ”