|||--Qinghe seemed to have seen the thrilling bloody battle, and her mother's family was ruined and she was in pain.

She thought about it, and finally made up her mind, choked up and told the truth: "Mother doesn't know, Qishan is also seriously injured like his uncle, and he was rescued by his master Bicang and his aunt's kite. ”

When Nandi heard this, she was overjoyed: "God really loves my generation, and Qishan has also come back from the dead." ”

Qinghe thought of Qishan's death, and he couldn't bear to say it, but he had to say: "It's just, it's just that Qishan died untimely last year." ”

Nandi was grief-stricken, and instantly burst into tears: "How impermanent is the world? Qishan gave up his life for our brothers and sisters, but I couldn't repay it, and I didn't even see each other on my deathbed. ”

Qinghe thought of Qishan, thinking of Ah Long, and his heart was heavy: "Qishan opened due to the fierce cold, and his body was highly poisonous, and finally after stabbing the enemy, he smiled at Jiuquan. ”

Nan Di was speechless for a long time, and only after a while did he say: "Because Beauchamp has been blocking the news to the outside world, I only know that Han Kai died, but I don't know that it was Qishan's doing. Han Kai has helped his father do evil for many years, and now he is finally free. ”

Qinghe thought of the past, and the pain was unbearable: "When Qishan was dying, he saved Xiangyue's life, and he was extremely concerned about his mother, and asked Xiangyue to hand over the jade flute. ”

Nandi nodded tearfully: "Qishan Yi is thin and cloudy, which is rare in the world." Eighteen years after his father left, he still has the same original intention, and he is still worried about the jade flute. ”

Qinghe regretted it: "It's just that Xiangyue is not filial, knowing that the jade flute is related to the art of war of the three tombs, and its intention is related to the sky, but unfortunately Xiangyue is really incompetent, and when he escaped from the sinkhole, he accidentally lost the jade flute in the Yuejiang River." ”

Nandi sighed: "This is the will of heaven, because of what are you doing?" How many people died for this art of war? It's good to save the world from fighting for an art of war. ”

Qinghe was curious: "What is so good about the art of war of the three tombs?" Why do people in the world flock to it? ”

Nan Di said: "The origin of this art of war must be attributed to your grandfather. He painstakingly drew a book of the three generations of the art of war that Wu Mu, the tomb bird, and himself studied, and hid it in the jade flute, so that my brother Yue Xiao could collect it. Later, he divided two flutes as the only way to open the jade flute, and handed them over to me and my eldest sister for safekeeping.

When Bo Sang and Han Bo heard about this, they couldn't ask for it, so they spread rumors that 'the art of war of the three tombs swept the world'. Since then, countless careerists have competed for Xiao Di, forgetting their lives and sparing no effort. ”

Qinghe couldn't help but stumble: "Such a unique military treasure was buried in the hands of Xiangyue, and Xiangyue was really unforgivable." ”

Nan Di looked indifferent: "Actually, the text part of the Art of War of the Three Tombs and your uncle and I have long been recited backwards, all of which are all kinds of wisdom, strategy, attack, judgment, virtual and real, military struggle, deformation, attack, and defense.

It's just that the attached military map is too complicated, full of important information such as terrain, towns, fortresses, troops, marches, supplies, etc., and I can only remember five or six out of ten, and then all of them are drawn into a book and secretly handed over to your father.

Nowadays, the world is changing, and fighting against the enemy should not be confined to a fixed pattern, nor should we be too superstitious about the art of war, but should use it flexibly. ”

Qinghe sighed: "How many people in the world can be as unforgettable as their mother?" I'm afraid there are only genius heroes such as my father, uncle, and Qishan. ”

Nandi thought of the death of Qishan, and was still sad: "Qishan's ability to penetrate the sky and the earth, such a generation of Mingying, failed to show his strength, make the best use of his talents, and the heavens are also wrong." ”

Qinghe asked with tears in her eyes, "I wonder how my mother escaped death later?" ”

Nandi fell into the memories of the past: "In the battle and escape, I was seriously injured and defeated, but fortunately, the Qishui women did not let the eyebrows, entrusted by their brother, and sacrificed their lives to protect me." We finally fought our way out and fled to a remote village on the border of Wu and Gui. She really couldn't rest assured that your uncle and Qishan had no choice but to take risks again and sneak back to the rescue. Since then, I have lost contact with them completely. ”

Seeing that her mother was heartbroken, Qinghe hurriedly said comfort: "Mother doesn't have to be sad, Aunt Shui is also a great disaster, and she will be a good person and a good reward." ”

Nandi stopped her grief when she heard this, choked up and said: "The world is impermanent, and creation makes people. I sent people to inquire in many ways, and later learned that Qishui was the concubine of Bo Win. ”

Seeing that her mother was sad, Qinghe had no choice but to disobey her heart: "Mother doesn't have to be sad, fortunately, Bo Ying is not as good as her father and brother, and she treats Qishui very well, and she is also bitter." ”

Nan Di came sadly: "Saying that Han Kai was ill-intentioned, he chased me relentlessly, and finally found my hiding place, a vicious fight, I was in danger, and Han Kai snatched the jade flute." At the time of life and death, your father's divine soldiers descended from the sky. ”

Hearing this, Qinghe breathed a sigh of relief: "Father's martial arts are at the top, isn't it easy to defeat the 'Six Sons of Maple Leaf'?" ”

Who knows, Nandi recalled the past and burst into tears: "Speaking of your father, he has a lot of difficult mysteries, and I am like a husband and wife with him, and I am often surrounded by him in the clouds." In the past eighteen years, there have been many things that your father did not want to bring up again. Half of me relied on bold guessing, half on logical reasoning, I might as well talk to you today. That is, you have an amazing grandfather who must always be remembered. He is a generation of swordsmen and his senior brothers 'Sword Fairy' and 'Flower Fairy' who are as famous as 'Listening to the Wind Layman'. ”

When Qinghe heard this, she didn't dare to cry: "Mother, my grandfather is really the master of my father and Ah Long?" ”

Nan Di nodded again and again: "Your grandfather was originally the prince of Nanyu, and he was framed by his half-brother 'Fengyan' when he was a child, and fled to Shuling Mountain at the junction of Guizhou and Shu. Since then, he has been studying literature

Wu, don't ask about the world. He is extremely talented, and he only relied on a 'Wind Splitting Sword' to sweep the four seas and win the championship in all directions.

After your grandfather completed his studies, he bid farewell to his master and brother, retreated to listen to the wind mountain, and devoted himself to the study of natural geography, the mysteries of heaven and earth, and the vertical and horizontal of society.

He has always taught your father: 'To the extreme, keep quiet; All things work together, and I look at it. There are many things and things, and each one returns to its roots. In the final analysis, it is said to be quiet, and quiet is said to return to life. Returning to life is said to be normal, and knowing is often said to be clear. I don't know what is usual, and I act in vain. Knowing the constant tolerance, tolerance is the public, the public is the whole, the whole is the sky, the sky is the way, the way is long, and the body is not destroyed'. ”

Qinghe listened with infinite fascination, and even asked: "Who is my grandmother?" ”

Nandi answered questions: "Your grandmother was originally the princess of Xiaoxiang of Guiguo, and she was the person your grandfather promised all his life.

It's a pity that the way of heaven is unpredictable, and the road to love is bumpy.

Back then, your grandmother's fate was difficult to disobey and she had to marry Nanyu. It's really a narrow road for enemies, and when they meet on a narrow road, she is not married to someone else, or the 'Phoenix Flame' who killed her father and usurped power and seized the throne. ”

Qinghe gasped: "Why did my parents hide it from me for so many years? I only thought that 'Feng Yan' was a pirate, but I didn't know that he had been Yu Jun? ”

Nandi frowned and said, "Although 'Feng Yan' is a superb tyrant, he is also wise and brave. Your grandfather was indifferent by nature, did not like to fight, and did not want to dwell on the past, and was obsessed with hatred, so you really did not want to meet him in battle. ”

Qinghe was in awe: "My grandfather's portrait is so fairy and handsome, it is really 'Yu Xi Ruodong Shichuan; Fearful of his neighbors; Treat yourself like a guest; Sluggish and unrelenting; Simplicity; The valley is like a valley; It's muddy'. Naturally, I don't like to repay grievances. ”

Nandi whispered softly: "Your grandmother is arrogant, but Feng Yan loves her so much that she can't ask for it, and in a fit of anger, she sends her into the cold palace. Five years of devastation, your grandmother's life hangs by a thread.

Your grandfather finally learned the truth, and in a fit of rage, he rose up and killed Nanyu. With a sword of listening to the wind, he swept through the Liyue Palace, snatching your grandmother and your five-year-old father back to the listening wind mountain.

Your grandparents and husband and wife were in love, and then later, there was your sister-in-law pothos.

It's just that your grandparents didn't mention anything about the past of Liyue Palace in front of your father and sister-in-law. ”

Qinghe was shocked: "Why didn't my grandparents tell the truth?" ”

Nan Di sighed: "This is the top secret of Nanyu Jun's room. The reason for this is complicated, and your father also knows nothing about it, it is all based on speculation, and Ziran refuses to say it clearly. Today's mother's words are even more subjective assumptions.

Although 'Phoenix Flame' is insidious, he loves your grandmother deeply. He loves the house and the house, and regards your father as his own. Perhaps, it is also very likely that 'Phoenix Flame' wants to use your father to deal with your grandfather and win back your grandmother. ”

When Qinghe heard this, he thought of what "Feng Yan" had done, but he didn't dare to say it clearly: "Maybe my father was originally the son of 'Feng Yan', but I don't know." But if I had to choose, I'd rather my grandfather be the wind. It's a pity that I was born late, so I don't count. ”

Nan Di said softly: "Your father is young, and it is difficult to distinguish between truth and falsehood, and he has always regarded 'Feng Yan' as the biological father. When your grandfather snatched him back to Tingfeng Mountain and completely left his adoptive father, Feng Yan, he was once angry and cried day and night. Your grandfather had no choice but to conform to his pure heart and only be his teacher. ”

Qing Heqi said: "Father's life experience, is it so bizarre? ”

Nandi nodded: "Your grandfather's love history is even more bizarre, I have carefully studied his true works. He is really a famous teacher, he has no digital paintings in his life, and he is a peerless masterpiece. His danqing is mostly bamboo. Spotted bamboo, tall and handsome, fresh and elegant, slim and elegant. It seems to dance in the wind, it seems to look at each other by the wind, it is poetic and picturesque, and it is the best in the world. ”

Qinghe suddenly smiled and said, "Mother, I remember." We have a 'wind residence' in the East Garden of Liyue Palace, and it is always locked down. When I was a child, I was curious, and I once took advantage of the palace people to clean and sneak in. There are full of calligraphy and paintings, and I think it was my father who returned his grandfather's relics to the old place. I remember it vividly, and there was a poem by Danqing: 'Dream of Xiaoxiang is goodbye to the year, and the cold rain and autumn night sleep on the pillow. The wind blows the bamboo forest in the valley at night, and the sound of bamboo is still like plucking strings. Thinking is lingering, and the romance is tactful and infinite. It seems that the frost is endless, and who sits does not know the cold'. ”

Nandi nodded again and again: "Your grandmother's maiden name is 'Xiaoxiang', and she loves Xiaoxiang and green bamboo the most." ”

Qinghe sighed: "I never expected that I still have a pair of dedicated grandparents." Suddenly grinned: "When my parents were back, it can be said that they were 'destined to meet thousands of miles away', I don't know what will happen next?" ”

When Nandi heard this, she burst into tears: "I can meet your father only because his three brothers and sisters went to the battlefield of Ezhou in order to save Nanhua and sacrificed their lives to fight against the Northern Tartars.

On the way back after the big victory, they saw me fighting with Han, seriously injured, dying breath, and hanging by a thread, they were all compassionate, and did not hesitate to start a war with the "Six Sons of Maple Leaf".

Your father killed the thieves, and when he saw that it was really difficult for me to live, he found a secluded cave to help me heal my wounds.

At this time, countless Han Feng and Jinsai masters made a comeback and besieged frantically.

The pothos was born after your grandparents lived in seclusion and listened to the wind mountain, although it is your father's own sister, only as a senior brother, and I don't know the true identity of your grandfather and your father.

Seeing that the situation was critical, the green pothos didn't say a word, put on my cloak, and led Han Kaiwang to the northeast to run wildly, and Ah Long also protected her. The two of them forgot to die and moved the tiger away from the mountain, so that I was able to escape death. ”

Qinghe heard that Ah Long and Pothos were involved in it

, a heartstring crumbled to the limit.

Nandi said and burst into tears: "Who would have thought that it was to protect me that Ah Long and Luluo were in deep trouble." The two of them finally escaped from Hankai's desperate pursuit, and encountered the crazy siege of Bo Ying's Kuixing masters. ”

Qinghe was shocked: "Bo win? It's no wonder that every time Ah Long and Bo Ying meet, they are enemies who meet each other, and they are very red-eyed, it turns out that they have formed a deep hatred eighteen years ago. ”

Nandi cried sadly: "I don't know how they fight. According to your father's speculation, Bo Ying's 'Seven Superb Formations of Kuixing' is confusing and extremely powerful. Although Ah Long and the green dragon were witty and resolute, and their martial arts were extraordinary, they were outnumbered, so that the green pothos was seriously injured and unfortunately died young. ”

Qinghe was shocked and hurt when he heard this: "I think that Ah Long was only fifteen years old, such a young man, although he was both wise and brave, but he was too young, how could the experience of facing the enemy and the decisive battle be compared to the battle-hardened, treacherous and cunning Bo Win?" Besides, the 'Kuixing Seven Peerless Array' combines the power of the seven masters, what a divine power, how to fight the enemy? ”

Although eighteen years have passed since this incident, Nandi still cried heartbreakingly: "It's because of me, the pothos died with hatred." I owe Pothos a life, and it will be difficult to pay it off forever. ”

Nandi sobbed in a low voice, and said secretly in her heart: "Xiangyue, there is another thing, I dare not tell you." Back then, your grandfather was in charge, and Aaron had already married the pothos. Not only that, Aaron loves pothos even more. ”

Nandi sobbed for a long time, and finally spoke again, with a low voice, full of infinite forbearance: "Xiangyue, just as you love Changwen and Taige, Ah Long and his senior sister have been together since childhood, and their feelings are deep. ”

Qinghe was extremely sad, and said in her heart: "It turns out that I didn't guess wrong, Ah Long loves pothos deeply, and he is already like a close relative." He was so sad and so sad in the mountains listening to the wind. It's just that why is he so angry with his father? ”

Nandi's eyes were full of tears, and she slowly said her hidden feelings: "That day, my injuries gradually improved, and your father carried me back to the mountain. In front of listening to the wind, he met Aaron unexpectedly.

What I saw was unbelievable: Aaron stood in the wind, withered and tear-stained. Looking at his arms again, it was actually the body of a green pothos.

Although my family was ruined and my relatives were lost, seeing such a Ah Long still caused my heart to break my lungs and my liver and intestines.

At the same moment, Aaron saw your father and me at a glance, and he was like a madman.

Your father saw that the pothos was silent, lying in Ah Long's arms, and knew that she was fierce and unlucky. He was so grieved that he jumped forward: 'Aaron! What about pothos? But seriously injured? ’

Ah Long was taken by surprise and slashed his palm, startled like a wolf, instantly shaking your father away a few steps, and even more like a mad tiger, drawing his sword and pointing directly at his front heart: 'Chaoyang! Do you still have the face to ask? She's dead! Senior sister is dead! You are the culprit! It's just a watery poplar woman! You hurt my sister to death! You hurt my sister to hold a grudge for life! ’

Your father was very sad to see the death of the pothos, so naturally he didn't care how to be inferior to Ah Long, who had lost his mind, and just wanted to chase the cause of his death: 'Ah Long, what did you say? Pothos is dead? How so? The Han Feng Thief is no match for the two of you at all. ’

Ah Long was almost crazy, and with a flip of his hand, the "Flying Dragon Sword" pointed directly at my heart: "I want to ask this good woman of yours!" Ask her good husband! It was they who conspired together to kill the senior sister! ’

At that time, I knew that there must be a hidden secret, but I couldn't guess the true situation, and I couldn't clarify it for myself, so I only felt infinitely sad.

Your father was bent on defending me, and immediately blocked the blade: 'Aaron! Pothos is my closest sister! You are my dearest brother! If I hurt anyone, I might as well die! The death of the pothos is my fault, and my sins are unforgivable! But you shouldn't spray people with blood! ’

When Ah Long heard this, he completely lost his mind: "It is because you do not distinguish between good and evil, and it is because I am not as good as others that will cause such a tragedy!" I didn't protect my sister well, my sin is unforgivable! But, what about you? You tolerate adultery, you help the abuse, you kill the pothos, you are the initiator! ’

Your father didn't care at all when he was scolded, but he tried his best to excuse me: 'She has not recovered from her serious injuries and wants to harm others, where does she have the strength?' Where does the motivation come from? There must be a lot of misunderstandings in this, why can't Aaron think twice? ’

Ah Long's wishful thinking that I am extremely evil, and your father is unladylike, and seeing that your father is 'obsessed', he is even more indignant: "Senior brother, you are a fox, for a winning fox, let my sister fall into a deep siege, and her soul will fly!" You're still here reversing right and wrong! ”

Your father was completely enraged, and finally couldn't bear it anymore: "Ah Long! How can you hate beating people? She and Bo Ying don't share the same sky, how can they collude with enemies, how can they frame their relatives? The death of the pothos, my pain is much more than yours. You can't kill the whole world because of your pain. ”

Ah Long didn't know that the pothos was your father's sister, and he didn't have time to take care of your father, so he sneered when he heard the words, his thin figure burned with extreme grief; His bloodless face suddenly surged with blood: "I don't kill the world!" I'll only kill her! I'm going to kill this goblin and sacrifice my sister's spirit! ”

is Ah Long's words, and their brotherhood is completely broken.

According to his mother's speculation, Ah Long has always respected the pothos as a god, and his love for the pothos is far beyond the love between men and women. Since he thinks that I am the real murderer of the pothos, he can no longer tolerate it. ”