The snowy night is cold, and I don't know if the person who bows down feels cold?

Xia Junge's nose was sour, and he said, "Master, although Uncle Dao Er's reputation is not good, he is also good to his disciples after all. Now that he has passed away, his disciples should also pay tribute to him. With that, he picked up the white cloth strip that the Green Lantern Fairy had thrown away, and wanted to put it on, but suddenly realized that it seemed inappropriate, so he respectfully handed it to the master.

The Green Lantern Fairy took the strip of cloth appreciatively and said: "Yes, how can outsiders say that it was the sin created by Uncle Dao Er's own, but after all, he is a member of my Sword Pavilion, and the senior brothers are eager for him to die, and Uncle Shi is too lazy to take care of this matter, which is really a bit excessive." ”

Everyone stared at each other, but in such matters, they were soft-spoken and couldn't say anything.

After a while, the Green Lantern Fairy's expression eased a little and said, "After the child learned of the death of Senior Brother Dao Er, he has been hiding. Three days ago, when the snow fell, he came to me and asked me to avenge his master. said that the master's death was desolate, but as a disciple, he could not take revenge, it was really a crime that deserved death. I felt sorry for him and said that the matter needed to be discussed in the long run, but he thought that I would not help him, so he ran away. Later, I heard that I also went to find Senior Brother Daoning, and Senior Brother didn't know what to say to him, so he went to the outside of the sword station and knelt down. ”

Xia Junge sighed and said, "Kneel, kneel for three days!"

Linglong nodded and said, "Yes, for three days, I didn't eat, drink, or move." ”

Hai Ori frowned and said, "This person is stupid and stubborn, alas." ”

The green lantern fairy said: "Okay, it's not too early, let's go and rest." ”

The disciples retired one by one, and Xia Jun stopped Linglong and said, "Let's go see him." ”

Linglong thought about it and thought it was okay, he was not punished to kneel, but everyone didn't want to talk to him. It would have been fine if they had just gone to see him, and the two of them went.

Xia Junge walked a few steps, suddenly remembered something, and said: "I'll go back and get some food, he hasn't eaten or drunk for three days and three nights, and it's just the realm of a sword spirit stone, so he will freeze to death." Linglong watched her trot all the way, and couldn't help laughing: "My sister, she is good-hearted." ”

Xia Junge picked up a quilt and filled it with some food to eat and drink, and a picture flashed in his mind, which was the last time he saw this junior brother, he was dancing with a sword.

The realm of a sword spirit stone is just barely emitting some sword qi, and it is not a problem to kill some beasts and small people, but it is impossible to fight against people. The true qi is also extremely low, and it can't keep out the cold for a long time, and it must have been frozen for the past three days. She walked to the door and remembered to talk to him, but he ignored him. Xia Junge's face was cold, his heart was displeased, and he was about to leave, but he said behind him: "Senior sister is very good-looking. ”

Now that I think about it, that sentence of senior sister is really good-looking, it must come from the bottom of my heart, although I don't feel it in my heart, but I feel better.

She ran out of Nanyuan and walked with Linglong.

From a distance, I saw the junior brother kneeling under the stairs of the sword, like a snowman.

Xia Junge walked a few steps quickly, came to his side, and looked down to see that his junior brother's face was also covered by snow, if it weren't for the heat in his nostrils, he really thought he was dead. She stretched out her hand and touched it, it was cold and piercing, and hurriedly said, "Senior Brother Zhou, you will die if you go on like this!"

Lingling walked over, shook her head and sighed, and said, "Senior Brother Zhou, why bother you, why don't you go back and rest." The matter of Uncle Dao Er, the head of the family and all the masters and uncles will deal with it. ”

Zhou Guican coughed, but didn't answer, I saw that his knees were already wet, and it turned out that he had been kneeling for a long time, but it was frozen.

Xia Junge glanced at Linglong, Linglong knew, and pressed a palm on his left shoulder, and the true qi was transmitted over, drying his clothes. Xia Junge covered him with a quilt, took out the food one by one, and said, "Senior Brother Zhou, eat some quickly, why are you kneeling here." Zhou Guican's face was bruised, and he was no longer human, but he kept looking at the door and ignored the food.

Such a stubborn fool is really helpless.

A few disciples walked through the corridor, and one of them shouted, "Senior Sister Xia, whatever he does, let him go!" The other also said, "Yes, since you miss your master so much and want to avenge him, why don't you go by yourself and go to Jiuquan with his master, wouldn't it be wonderful?"

Xia Junge said angrily: "What nonsense are you talking about, our Asano Sword Pavilion is the number one sect in the East, why are the disciples of the sect so small-bellied?"

The men didn't know how to answer for a while, so they walked away.

Linglong said: "Okay, just put the things here, if he wants to eat it, he will eat it, if he doesn't eat it, even if we force him, it won't help." If a person's heart is dead, even if you help him for a while, how can you help him for a lifetime?"

Zhou Guican's shoulders trembled slightly, and he slowly lowered his head.

Xia Junge and Linglong stood together, feeling uncomfortable in their hearts, and couldn't help but say: "Senior Brother Zhou, if you really want to avenge your uncle, cultivate hard." Since everyone is unwilling to help you, then rely on yourself to impress others! A man has gold under the paint, how can he bow down and bow at will? Senior Brother Zhou, I, Xia Junge, promise you here, if you have completed your cultivation and no one goes with you to seek revenge, I, Xia Junge, will go with you! No one in the world will help you, and I, Xia Junge, will help you!"

Linglong pulled Xia Junge's sleeve and motioned for her to stop talking.

Master has never said it, how dare Xia Junge talk so much?

Zhou Guican turned his head slowly, lowered his head slightly, and his voice was extremely empty: "Thank you, thank you, thank you, senior sister......"

"Go back, beg someone... It's better to ask for yourself. There are no rules in the world, and Master said that there are always interests between people, and there is no sunshine in human affection. After Xia Junge finished speaking, she left with Linglong, she wanted to arouse Zhou Guican's man's heart, but she didn't know if Zhou Guican would be able to listen to it.

Zhou Guican looked at the food on the ground, a tear flowed down, and he choked up: "Master......" His body shook, almost fell, and he held up a breath of true qi, but found that his body was empty, and his true qi could not be condensed for a long time. He couldn't help but smile bitterly, thinking: I Zhou Guican knelt down for three days, and the head and uncles didn't pay attention to it, but I didn't expect Senior Sister Xia to be so proud. These seniors, Master's senior brothers, claim to be famous in the world, but they can't even compare with the female streamers, what do I beg them to do? He picked up the food and smiled coldly, why don't I Zhou Guican eat it?

After devouring a meal and eating it cleanly, I thought: Senior Sister Xia is right, but I am only in the first realm, and I have been in the first realm for ten years, but I can't even touch the threshold of stepping on the sword and double green, how can I take revenge? If it were a hundred years, three hundred years, I would have been qualified to take revenge, what if the enemy couldn't wait? Who should I go to take revenge? Master died so miserably, he had no children and no daughters, and I was the only one to serve, if it weren't for Master, I would have died when I was three years old, and I would have died! My life was all given to me by Master, so good!

He raised his head, his eyes were like torches, "I have lived this life, I have been poor all my life, just to avenge my master, the ends of the earth, the heavens and the earth, ......" Thinking of the tragic situation when they talked about the death of the master, he couldn't mention it in one breath, and he fainted.

After a while, I woke up coldly, and when I looked up, the sky was already white, and it was about to dawn.

He wrapped the quilt tightly, although it had become cold, but when he thought of Senior Sister Xia's words, he didn't feel warm in his heart, and he felt less cold.

Looking at the four big characters engraved on the sword: Asano Sword Pavilion, he took a sharp breath in his heart and shouted loudly: "Disciple Zhou Guican, I implore the master, all the uncles and uncles, uncles and uncles, for the disciples, the masters: Dao Erzhen, revenge!" He didn't know how to speak, he wanted to take revenge, but he didn't understand the grievances and grievances in the sect at all, thinking that asking a few more times would have a result. How do you know that the second is in the Sword Pavilion, but everyone shouts and beats, he kneels for a day and knows it, but he has to have a glimmer of hope. Uncle Daoning and Uncle Qingdeng both reminded him that he didn't believe it, and only thought that if he persevered, there would be results.

Everyone in the Sword Pavilion knew that the only disciple of this Dao Er was extremely dull, but they didn't know that he was very careful.

On the first day, some colleagues kindly delivered food, but some people kicked it over and couldn't eat it.

Everyone can scold Dao Er in the Sword Pavilion, and those elders also turn a blind eye and don't care. Let Zhou Guican kneel and worship, let his fellow disciples be humiliated, and it is best for this stupid disciple to leave quickly, so as not to be upset.

Zhou Guican shouted, and then shouted, but no one paid attention to him.

He picked up the kettle given by Xia Junge, and was about to take a sip when he felt a whistling sound coming, and the kettle in his hand broke and cold water spilled all over his body.

Two disciples dressed in black rushed over, one shouted, "What is the noise in the early morning, and there is water to drink?" The other scolded: "Isn't it very temperamental, why do you still drink water?"

Zhou Guican clung to the quilt tightly, but he was really angry, his body was weak, and he was snatched by the senior brother and thrown aside.

At this time, there were also many disciples who got up early, and when they saw this scene, they all felt funny, and no one helped Zhou Guican. He looked up at the senior brother who snatched the quilt, who was a disciple of Daoyuan Senior Uncle, and snorted in his heart. The black-clothed disciple saw that his face was so bad, but he was still so arrogant, and sneered: "You can still eat with your mouth, but if you can't, you have to go on a hunger strike and ask everyone to avenge your master, it's best not to eat." After speaking, the palm of his hand reached over, and the lightning slapped Zhou Guican's mouth!

The force of this slap was not light, Zhou Guican only felt that his mouth was hot and painful, but he was unconscious, and he didn't know that a line of blood was flowing down.

Seeing that he was still like this, the black-clothed disciple nodded and said, "Okay, well, then I will give you another slap." "Let's go, wave it!

'Whoosh!'.

When the black-clothed disciple heard the wind, he was horrified in his heart, and immediately retreated, but the speed was too slow, and he was hit on the mouth by a piece of white snow, and blood flowed everywhere, and even two teeth fell out!

"Senior Brother Huang!" the other person hurriedly ran to pick up the injured disciple.

Zhou Guican seemed to feel something, and slowly turned around, only to see a gray-clothed figure walking slowly between a ray of golden light. He opened his mouth, but he couldn't speak, the slap just now was really angry.

"Who dares to go wild in the Sword Pavilion!" a brocade-clothed disciple jumped out, and with a slash of his long sword, he pointed at the gray-clothed figure.

I only heard an elegant voice say: "He Taiao, I came to visit the Asano Sword Pavilion, but I saw you insulting a powerless person like this, and no one stopped drinking, it is really sad and ridiculous, in vain for the masters of the rivers and lakes in the east, and in vain the fame of this life!"

The Jinyi disciple was frightened, and hurriedly said, "Quick, please take charge!"

Another disciple said loudly, "Quick, tell Master!"

He Taiao walked up to Zhou Guican's side and asked, "What did you do to make people so humiliated?"