Chapter 62. The Death Squad is online.

The girl named "Li Qi" reported her name, and then began to bow her head and scoop up the hot porridge. She hadn't eaten for three days, but her movements weren't rude, and her gestures were all of everyone's pretty style.

Jun Xuan, who was going upstairs, stopped slightly, turned back to Li Qi and said, "Jun Xuan." ”

Hearing this name, Li Qi's eyes widened suddenly, she stared at Jun Xuan and the man waiting for her on the stairs, unable to speak for a long time. Drifting so far, she still knows Jun Xuan's name. Li Qi is smart enough, she understands that if the little girl dressed as a Taoist aunt in front of her is Jun Xuan, then the one behind her must be Ye Gucheng.

Xuanyun sat down at another table and shook off the hair that had fallen from his dust. Seeing Li Qi staring blankly at his two uncles, Xuanyun coughed. Walking over to block Li Qi's sight, Xuanyun said to her: "Girl, eat quickly, the water in the house will be cold in a while." ”

Li Qi's eyes moved slightly, and he squeezed out a smile at Xuan Yunqiang, and then lowered his head and took a small bite of steamed buns.

Jun Xuan was pulled into the room by Ye Gucheng. Closed the door and stuffed the little girl who was wrapped in plush by Mama Cui into his arms, Ye Gucheng said, "Xuan'er wants to help her?" ”

Jun Xuan shrank her hand into Ye Gucheng's arms, feeling the warmth coming from her senior brother, Xiao Daogu shook her head slightly, thought about it, and nodded again.

This series of actions is very inexplicable, but Ye Gucheng is the one who raised Dajun Xuan, so he already understands.

Sure enough, the next moment, Xiao Daogu, who was shrunk into a small group and nested in Ye Gucheng's arms, explained: "I want to help her, but I can only help so much." ”

The girl named Li Qi had a stunning appearance, and although the clothes on her body were thin, they were not extraordinary. She had small cracks in her hands, but there was no sign of rough work. From any point of view, this girl should have been raised by a baby. And to be able to make a girl the same size as her and carefully raised by the family to fall into this field, there must be many sad stories behind this.

However, Jun Xuan does not feel that he has the ability to save the tragedy of others. So the only thing she could help that girl was the warm hand that stretched out on a cold night.

It's not that she has a cold temperament, but that the things of the world are like the relationship between wolves and sheep for her - everyone pities the sheep, who feeds the wolf? Although the hidden door does things to turn the tide, most of the time, the word "hidden" is their code of conduct.

Ye Gucheng raised his hand to remove himself and Jun Xuan's hair crowns, and shook off the animal skin that the maid had laid on the bed and covered Jun Xuan's body. Holding the little girl in his arms, Ye Gucheng half leaned on the head of the bed, and his voice was cold: "Half a month ago, the Li family of Huangshan and the Huashan Sword Sect ended many years of bloody battles, Huangshan was defeated, and only one girl escaped from the Li family. ”

"Huashan?" Jun Xuan's expression was abrupt, and he suddenly wanted to sit up straight, and almost hit Ye Gucheng's chin.

"It's not our Pure Yang Palace." Ye Gucheng stretched out his hand to block the top of the little girl's soft hair, rubbed it slightly, and took the person back into his arms.

The slightly cool fingers went down little by little along Jun Xuan's long hair, and Ye Gucheng said to the little girl who was full of doubts: "Although Chunyang is in Huashan, it is an extremely secret place in the mountains. The Huashan Sword Sect is entrenched at the foot of Huashan all year round, but it is not disturbed. ”

Jun Xuan was silent for a moment, and the little girl leaned on Ye Gucheng's chest, quietly listening to the man's steady heartbeat. After a while, she said a little melancholy: "That Miss Li, I want to take revenge in the future." ”

Ye Gucheng said: "This woman is resolute and cautious. She will definitely take revenge for destroying the door. ”

"It must have been hard." Jun Xuan sighed softly, but didn't say anything more.

Ye Gucheng's finger rested on Jun Xuan's slightly furrowed brows, and said, "Everyone has their own suffering." What's more, Xuanyun has cooked well, Xuan'er doesn't have to worry. Gently branded a kiss on the little girl's eyebrows, Ye Gucheng raised his hand to extinguish the candle in the room.

The night was fine, and everyone was at peace.

It's just that on the second day, Xuanyun came to say goodbye to Jun Xuan and Ye Gucheng.

"You're not going back?" Jun Xuan raised her eyes to look at Xuanyun's nephew who had repacked her bags, and there was some surprise in her eyes - this nephew of hers had not returned to Pure Yang for more than three years, not to mention, they had walked all the way, and now they were only three days away from Pure Yang.

Even when Ximen Fuxue heard Xuanyun's words, he stopped wiping his sword, and his calm eyes moved away from the sword, and it was rare to fall on Xuanyun's body.

Xuanyun shook his body, waved his hand jokingly, and said, "No, no, it's too cold in winter, I'll wait for the summer to come back." ”

Such a child's play answer obviously did not satisfy Jun Xuan and the others. No one spoke, just three pairs of eyes without temperature staring at Xuanyun, which made him shiver.

Coughing embarrassedly, Xuanyun had to tell the truth: "Yesterday's girl Li said that she was still hunted down by the Huashan Sword Sect, I thought about it for most of the night last night, and I felt that she was a girl's family, and I am afraid that she would not be able to gain a foothold in this Central Plains martial arts." ”

Quietly glancing at the room where Li Qi was still closed, Xuan Yun continued: "Over the years, I have traveled back and forth between the South China Sea and the Central Plains, and I have become a friend with the hateless master of the South China Sea Sword Sect. I look at this Li girl's bones are strange, and she is even more intelligent, and she must be happy if she has no hatred. ”

Xuan Yun smiled flatteringly at Ye Gucheng and said, "The South China Sea is far away from the Central Plains, and the hand of the Huashan Sword Sect can't reach that far, not to mention that there is also a senior uncle in charge, Miss Li can come without worry for a while." ”

For such an arrangement, Ye Gucheng has no opinion. He nodded, but said, "Senior Brother Jueming hasn't seen you for three years, can you send him a letter?" "Jueming is Xuanyun's master, and unlike Xuanyun's preference for entering the world to practice, Jueming has entered the Tao since he was a child, and he has never been a pure yang in his life.

Xuanyun lowered his head a little embarrassed, but quickly showed two rows of white teeth at Jun Xuan: "It's not the first time my master has seen Uncle Xiao, when his old man saw the little girl, he must have forgotten about me, a stinky boy." ”

For the cuteness of his little uncle, Xuanyun is very confident. This time he crossed the mountain gate and did not enter, he could only pray that the little uncle would turn over his old-fashioned master and not turn over his old accounts in the future.

Jun Xuan didn't react to the deep meaning behind Xuan Yun's words, but Ye Gucheng nodded at him and said, "You escort her to the South China Sea and inform the people of Baiyun City." ”

Xuan Yun thanked him again and again. In this way, after tossing for a month and finally touching the edge of the Pure Yang Palace, Xuanyun had to return the same way.

There was no Xuanyun in the team, and suddenly it was a lot quieter. However, Ximen Blowing Snow, Ye Gucheng and Jun Xuan are all very pure people, and the rest of the road is not boring.

The old housekeeper thought that there would be no more waves in this short three-day journey, but unexpectedly, they still went wrong when they approached the foot of Huashan Mountain.

At the foot of Mount Hua, Ye Gucheng and they met seven people. These seven people, dressed in uniform Tuhuang robes, stood at the entrance of Huashan Mountain, and stopped Ye Gucheng, Ximen Fuxue and Jun Xuan.

Because this trip is going to enter Huashan, first, the mountain road where Ye Gucheng and others want to walk is steep and difficult, and second, Jun Xuan and Ximen Blowing Snow Chushan Gate, in order to show respect, the three of them chose to walk on foot. Pure Yang cultivated, Rao is Ximen blowing snow, and this time he changed into a robe. It's just that the pure yang Taoist robe is mainly black and white or blue, which is different from ordinary Taoist priests.

The oldest of the seven men in the earth yellow robes was more than forty years old, and the youngest seemed to have just reached the crown. These seven people fanned out at the entrance of Huashan Mountain, and watched the West Gate blowing snow with malicious eyes.

Although he is also dressed in a Taoist robe, he is still easily recognizable by the person who is clothed in white and has black hair and a long sword in black sheath, Ximen Blowing Snow - if there is no Ye Gucheng who is also in white and black sword standing next to him.

However, Ye Gucheng was carrying a little Dao Gu by his side, and since these seven people intended to provoke, they would not admit their mistake.

The yellow-robed Taoist led by him arched his hand to Ye Gucheng, and said respectfully: "I have seen Ye City Lord, we are the seven disciples under the head of Huashan Hua Feifeng, and today I only came to make an appointment to blow snow at the West Gate, and I hope that the city lord and Mrs. Xian will have a convenient relationship." ”

Ye Gucheng frowned slightly, but these seven people came to blow snow at Ximen, even if he and Ximen blowing snow are confidants, they are not qualified to act on their behalf.

Jun Xuan glanced at Ximen Blowing Snow, and Ximen Blowing Snow nodded at her slightly and stepped forward.

"Appointment?"

Looking at the seven people who were in a tendency to surround them, Ximen Fuxue said coldly.

The seven swords of Huashan glanced at each other, and the one who was still the eldest said: "The owner of Wanmei Mountain Villa is here, and my seven swords are all swordsmen, and I want to fight with you with a sword formation!" The implication is that the seven of them plan to go together.

Ximen Fuxue raised his eyes and glanced at Ye Gucheng. Ye Gucheng bowed his head and withdrew from the battle circle with Jun Xuan.

This battle came inexplicably, but it was not unexpected. In the battle at the top of the Forbidden City, Ximen Blowing Snow and Jun Xuan drew with each other. Although it was a draw, in a sense, the myth of Ximen Blowing Snow being "undefeated" was broken. What's more, the person who drew with Ximen Blowing Snow was not Ye Gucheng, but a young girl, so although it was a tie, it was more like Ximen Blowing Snow was defeated.

As a result, some people in the rivers and lakes who think highly of themselves began to move, vainly wanting to blow snow from the West Gate to the altar. After all, what could be more famous than "defeating Ximen Blowing Snow"?

At the beginning, Taiyin Zhenren supported each other with floating life, and he expected this result. Ximen Fuxue doesn't value these false names, and the sword is pure to him. Therefore, even if his reputation is damaged, for the sake of the righteousness of his confidant and the floating life that he has never seen, Ximen Blowing Snow should be entrusted by Taiyin Zhenren.

And now, this Huashan Seven Swords, I am afraid that it is because of this that they want to challenge Ximen to blow snow.

They had just won the battle with the Li family in Huangshan for several years, and they felt that they were seven people, so they felt that they always had a seventy percent chance of winning against Shangximen Blowing Snow. In addition, when they met Simon Blowing Snow, they were in front of their own sect, which made them feel even more foolproof.

As for Ye Gucheng and Jun Xuan, although Huashan Seven Swords didn't know why these three people were in the same place, they still knew that if they made it clear that they wanted to make an appointment to fight Ximen Blowing Snow "alone", then those two people would be extinct and would not interfere.

Thinking of the grand scene of his own fame in the future, a touch of fanaticism flashed in the eyes of Huashan Seven Swords.

It was a frenzy that could not be extinguished even by the cold wind and snow in Huashan. They were so enthusiastic that they didn't even think about why they received Ximen Blowing Snow in vain.