"Can't go!"

Uncle Bian, who had been sitting crookedly on the side, suddenly spoke, and there was an irresistible majesty in his voice.

Murong Zetao looked at him with some unhappiness, and spit out two words in his mouth: "Why?" ”

"Because that's a trap!" Uncle Bian put down the white porcelain teacup in his hand, squinted at Murong Zetao and said, "The government has already laid a net of heaven and earth, just waiting for someone to drill in, so you can't go, if you go, you will be sent to death!" ”

"Hehe~" Murong Zetao didn't pay attention to this explanation at all, perhaps he had expected such an answer, sneered, and asked with an arrogant but somewhat oppressive attitude: "Do you think I'm not the opponent of those little minions?" Or is it that I am the kind of person who is greedy for life and afraid of death? ”

Uncle Bian frowned, "You know I didn't mean that!" ”

This kid seems to have been singing against himself since the chaos of fifteen years.

Murong Zetao shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands, and said with an indifferent expression: "I'm sorry, I don't know," then leaned forward, looked at Uncle Bian with a straight look in his eyes and asked, "As the hall master of the Killing Palace, don't you even have the right to make this decision?" And as a subordinate, shouldn't you obey the orders of the temple master? Or is it ...... You've been rebellious for a long time, haven't you coveted this position for a long time? Wouldn't it be better, don't worry about me, if you die, then the throne of the Lord of the Killing Hall will naturally fall on your head, and you don't need to bear any great rebellious charges for killing the Lord and seizing the throne, and ruining your reputation in the door! ”

Regarding Murong Zetao's provocation, Uncle Bian did not refute it, but just smiled lightly. But Xia Xue'er could see that there were many complicated emotions in the smile, but more of it was helpless and sad, he didn't actually think like this, Xia Xue'er thought so in her heart.

But then Uncle Bian's somewhat playful and powerless voice came: "Since you think so, then I can't sit on the throne that falls on my head plainly, why don't you wait for the day when you have the ability to defeat me, we will fight to the death!" ”

However, Uncle Bian's calm attitude angered Murong Zetao, his body trembled slightly, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Don't think I don't dare!" ”

It's always been like this, and it's been like this again! He acquiesced to whatever he said, knowing that even if he had the ability, he couldn't be ruthless to him, knowing that he still cared about that dear affection in his heart, knowing that he would do the opposite of whatever he said, but he was still like this! It makes you angry and challenges your patience at the same time!

"Why wouldn't you dare?" Uncle Bian stood up, as if he was deliberately blocking the door, and as if he was putting pressure on Murong Zetao, he was already half a head taller than Murong Zetao, and his body was stronger, a wheat-colored face full of vicissitudes and the strong demeanor revealed by his body were indeed very oppressive.

I saw him staring down at Murong Zetao's angry face, and said with a slight smile: "Haven't you also been looking forward to this day for a long time?" You want to kill me in your dreams! When he said this, he could hear the sound of his heart breaking to the ground, but he only sneered, he owed this child, what was he afraid of heartbreak?

Hearing this, Murong Zetao first paused, then sneered, half-raised his head to meet his deep eyes, and gritted his teeth and said, "There will be such a day, you can wait with peace of mind." Now please get out of the way! ”

Finally said it? It turns out that what he is always guarding against is a hidden arrow from his side, and it has not been easy to live a fearful life for so many years, but he knows that he has the heart to kill him, why don't he kill himself first, isn't it their forte to strike first? Why do you want to procrastinate, do you want to see if you have the ability to kill him, or is it just to let yourself watch your father's life's work only be carried forward in his hands?

Uncle Bian smiled casually and said, "If your life is gone, how can we fight to the death, and how can you kill me with your own hands to avenge my father?" ”

"Your life, sooner or later, it will be my Murong Zetao!" Squeezed out such a cruel sentence from between his teeth.

The two sides froze, just looking at each other, Xia Xue'er seemed to be able to hear the sound of electricity coming and going between the two. The atmosphere in the house is becoming more and more solidified, this old and young, no one will let anyone, one is more stubborn than the other. It's obvious that they care about each other, but they just want to show that they are incompatible, men are like this, they want to die to save face and suffer crimes, and no one is willing to accept it first. If it really comes to the point where you can't see one another, with their martial arts, in the past fifteen years, it will be either you die or I will die, so why are you still confronting here, still suffering here? Murong Zetao is a child, he is just waiting for a real hush and warmth, waiting for a reasonable and sincere explanation, waiting for an acknowledgment and a hug, but Uncle Bian still doesn't understand it when he is old, and he also accompanies him to mess around, these two people have been very depressed for fifteen years, they are all children's hearts! Xia Xueer sighed in her heart.

"Can't go." Finally, Uncle Bian softened first, and his tone lost his previous command and majesty, and his sense of powerlessness was stronger, and he even had a slight sense of request.

Murong Zetao seemed to be taken aback, and there was a moment of confusion in his eyes, but he immediately returned to his original state, and coldly spit out two words: "Get out of the way!" ”

Uncle Bian was still unmoved, blocking in front of Murong Zetao, "You can't go today anyway, I've already inquired clearly, the Dengxian Tower is full of officers and soldiers, even on the streets, once you enter, even if you stick your wings, you can't escape!" Your father is gone, and I can't live without you, my only nephew! ”

He blocked his way with his body, he was not afraid that Murong Zetao would make a move on him, if he really succeeded, he would have a chance in fifteen years! But in the past fifteen years, he has never had any way to deal with this child. Isn't it very much like himself at the beginning, he also treated his eldest brother like this at that time, and the eldest brother also looks at himself with the same mentality as he looks at Murong Zetao now! It's funny, time goes by, things are wrong, but the feeling remains the same. The relationship is still so difficult to sort out......

Hearing Uncle Bian mention his deceased father, Murong Zetao suddenly shouted loudly: "Don't fake with me here, okay?" I have nothing to do with you, and if it weren't for my father's last instruction before he died, I would have ...... long ago."

When he mentioned his father, the cold aura emanating from his body was something that neither Xia Xue'er nor Uncle Bian had ever seen, and both of them were shocked, especially Xia Xue'er, in her memory, although Murong Zetao was the hall master of the Killing Palace, he did not have half of the evil spirit and evil aura on his body, he was more like a sunny boy, speaking and doing things mostly based on personal preferences, with some childishness on his body, and more often than not, he was a warm man. I have never seen him so anxious, even when we first met, he was obviously pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, taking advantage of his character weakness to propose to sign a peace and friendship treaty with him, at that time he was not as terrible as he is now!

After a while, Uncle Bian sighed, is he the real him? If it weren't for his father's legacy, he would have attacked him a long time ago, right? He has this opportunity and this ability, right?

"In that case, then I'll go with you." After Uncle Bian said this sentence without waves, he stepped aside. After all, he owes him, since he knows that he is going to die, but he can't stop it, then he can only go with him, the sword mountain and the sea of fire, he will accompany him to break through! In this way, when he comes to Jiuquan, he can explain to his brother who has fought all his life......

But is that really the case?

Murong Zetao took his eyes off Uncle Bian with difficulty and walked out.

Seeing Murong Zetao raise her feet and go out, Xia Xue'er hesitated. She was struggling with whether she should go out with him, whether she should open her mouth to admonish him? It can be seen that Uncle Bian sincerely wants to stop them, if it is really the Longtan Tiger's Den, then does she really want to drag Murong Zetao to break in? Now he is obviously on fire, more just angry with Uncle Bian, maybe he doesn't want to go in his heart...... But if you don't go to the scene, how can you get first-hand information?

Do you really have to be so selfish? Xia Xueer tortured herself in her heart......

I accidentally saw Uncle Bian's hand hidden in the sleeve robe move slightly, and when he just reacted to what he was going to do, it was too late. Looking at Murong Zetao's body for a moment, and then fell backwards, Xia Xue'er was in a hurry for a while, and exclaimed: "Murong! ”

Uncle Bian quickly moved forward and caught his nephew's fallen body.

"What did the seniors do to him?!" Xia Xue'er rushed to Murong Zetao's side, glaring angrily at Uncle Bian's expressionless face, trying her best to suppress the impulse in her heart, although Uncle Bian is Murong Zetao's uncle, but the two have not been on good terms for a long time, if you are ruthless to him, then what should you do? Murong suffered this disaster because of him!

…… Oh, my God! She didn't even dare to think about it......

"Don't be nervous, he's fine, he's just fainted."

Uncle Bian glanced at Xia Xue'er, looking at her nervous expression, he couldn't help but laugh for a while, I don't know if this little girl is practicing martial arts, what is going on in this little head! Can't you even see the acupoints?! Drunk too......

"Oh~" Xia Xue'er stuck out her tongue after hearing this, so embarrassed~

The area of the compartment is relatively small, and the layout is extremely simple, there is no soft collapse, Uncle Bian can only put Murong Zetao on the ground by the window and keep it semi-sitting, while Xia Xue'er simply sits on the ground, without caring about her image.

After a while, Uncle Bian spoke: "You...... It's special. ”

"Me?" Xia Xue'er pointed to her face and asked, but then she reacted again, maybe it was because her sitting posture was too arrogant, and she didn't have the appearance that everyone should have.

Uncle Bian smiled lightly, Xia Xue'er hadn't seen him laugh yet, and he was a little strange for a while, was there anything wrong?

"At first glance, you look like her, but you don't look like her."

"Who?"

"Zerou," Uncle Bian looked at Xia Xue'er and said seriously, "Murong Zerou." ”

Xia Xue'er knew that the person in Uncle Bian's mouth must be Murong Zetao's sister or sister, which is not difficult to explain why Murong Zetao was only a few sides to her, but he was able to treat her as a sister and treat her so well unconditionally, but it turned out to be just a stand-in...... Xia Xue'er smiled faintly, but she was laughing at herself in her heart, endless sadness spread, she was a stand-in again, could she only be a stand-in forever?

"Ze Rou is Ze Tao's sister," Uncle Bian took the tea in the cup as wine, raised his head and drank it all, and then said slowly: "She is an optimistic girl, she loves to laugh, she loves to scream, she loves to run, she loves to make trouble, she is as eccentric as you, she never sticks to worldly opinions, and she likes to sit on the ground like you." In the past, I had a tense relationship with his father, and I always competed secretly, Ze Tao didn't like me very much, and rarely talked to me, but Ze Rou liked to get tired of me, always chattering about some strange things and things, and fantasizing about his colorful future with his chin pinch...... Oh, and of course, she also cooks a good dish! ”

Xia Xue'er looked at the quiet smile on Uncle Bian's face, as if she was talking about her own child, full of pride and relief, and unconsciously, her heart was already warm~

"Do you know how to play chess?"

"Understand."

"Also, you are the daughter of the Hou Mansion, naturally you grew up learning piano, chess, calligraphy and painting since you were a child," Uncle Bian smiled slightly, as if he was laughing at his stupidity, and then said: "Ze Rou's favorite thing is to play chess, and her chess skills are still taught by me, but the blue is better than the blue!" But she doesn't know how to play the piano, and occasionally she gets up and strokes a song or two, but she can't get into her ears! Hahahaha~~"

"Hahaha~" Seeing Uncle Bian smiling happily, Xia Xue'er also smiled, her brain can make up for Murong Zerou's appearance when she plays the piano, it must be a broken five tones, but even so, Uncle Bian also enjoys it, isn't it?

"So where has she gone now? Is it also in the Hall of Death? ”

"She ......" Uncle Bian's smile suddenly froze on his face, and sadness came over him, and finally sighed and said, "I went with her father to ...... fifteen years ago."

This answer shocked Xia Xue'er very much, and she was very sorry for mentioning his sadness, but she didn't know what to say to comfort him. Fifteen years later, this grief has been soaked into the bone marrow. After struggling for a long time, I still only said the sentence: "I'm sorry ......"

"Ze Rou's death made Ze Tao unable to cheer up for a while, I haven't seen him care so much about a girl for a long time, you are really special."

Xia Xue'er struggled for a long time, there was a sentence she didn't know whether to ask or not, but she wanted to help the two resolve the conflict, Uncle Bian is very good, Murong Zetao is also very good, they are relatives, they can't keep hating each other like this, they obviously care very much, why torture each other?

Finally, he asked, "He hates you, it shouldn't be just ......"

"You're very smart," before Xia Xue'er finished speaking, Uncle Bian intercepted her, "But there are some things I can't say and don't want to say." ”

Xia Xue'er nodded understandingly, everyone has the right to keep secrets, everyone has a knot, she has it, he has it, he can have it. Judging from Uncle Bian's reaction, she already has an answer, Murong Zetao hates Uncle Bian not only because of his father's death, but for other reasons, it's just that Uncle Bian doesn't want to say it, and he can't say it, so she should respect him.