How should a person choose to spend his or her life?

Xue Ling looked at Hu Beizong and was speechless for a while.

The truth Hu Beizong has already explained very clearly.

He knew Xue Ping, and he also knew Xue Ling.

It's just that Xue Ling doesn't know him.

He actually doesn't have a big friendship with Xue Ping, and he is not his confidant, but the friendship of gentlemen is as light as water, and he is an official in the same dynasty, and not forming a friend party is a kind of friend party in itself.

Now that Xue Ping is dead, Xue Ping's daughter has come to him.

Hu Beizong asked what he planned to do next, which was not out of the ordinary.

Xue Ling didn't know how to answer.

"I don't think I can go back." Xue Ling sighed and said, "Since I left Yanjing, I probably won't have a day to go back. ”

"Even if there were, it wouldn't be now."

"In fact, after I came out, I also met some interesting people, experienced some interesting things, and even myself, I have had some interesting growth."

Saying this, Xue Ling looked at a long sword with a golden scabbard hanging in the corner of the study: "This sword shouldn't be very valuable." ”

Xue Ling asked Hu Beizong.

Hu Beizong smiled: "It's just a decorative ......"

Before Hu Beizong's words fell, Xue Ling reached out and picked up the long sword and pulled it out of its scabbard - although Hu Beizong himself humbly claimed that it was just decoration, in fact, the sword that could be placed in the study of the Liangjiang Governor's Mansion was not an extraordinary product even if it was decorative.

Of course, Xue Ling is more to confirm whether this sword has any special value.

For example, it is a reward from the emperor or something.

Hu Beizong looked at Xue Ling quietly, not knowing what kind of medicine was sold in Xue Ling's gourd.

Of course, he wasn't worried that Xue Ling would stab himself.

After all, he really doesn't know much about martial arts, he studied hard in the cold window, and he was born as a jinshi, although he also led troops to fight, but he was an out-and-out civil servant.

After all, not every important member of the imperial court is from Egret Academy.

Xue Ling, on the other hand, looked at the long sword in his hand, and then stretched out his left hand and grabbed the blade.

"No!" Hu Beizong's heart was beating when he saw it, but he heard Xue Ling's silver bell-like laughter: "Look. ”

Saying this, Xue Ling let go of his left hand.

Hu Beizong suddenly saw that Xue Ling reached out and grabbed the blade of the long sword, and at this time he let go of his left hand, and Hu Beizong saw that the long sword had been held out by Xue Ling with four or five finger marks.

It's as if the long sword was made of mud.

Hu Beizong was really stunned.

Although I said that I had seen the amazing martial arts of the hive assassin before, how to say it, the layman looked at the excitement, and the insider looked at the doorway.

In terms of martial arts realm, the Hive Assassin Zhao is definitely stronger than Xue Ling, but in terms of expressiveness, you asked Zhao to pinch this sword, did he do it?

He can't do it!

And Xue Ling is not over yet, she continued to reach out and hold the tip of the sword, and then lightly broke it, as if breaking a biscuit, the tip of the long sword was broken, and then one by one, one by one, the girl's hand movement did not stop, but after a few breaths, Xue Ling broke the long sword into seventy or eighty knots, and then held it in his hand, and then kneaded it with both hands, and pinched those broken swords into a big iron ball.

Hu Beizong was really dumbfounded, and when he looked at Xue Ling again, his whole expression changed.

It's probably the feeling of watching the people swallowing swords and breathing fire and breaking boulders in their chests.

After all, Xue Ling is probably this performance.

However, Hu Beizong himself is not a master who has never seen the world, he knows that most of those who perform on the rivers and lakes are fake tricks, saying that they are real kung fu, but in fact, most of them are tricks.

But Xue Ling, is this a trick?

Hu Beizong really didn't know.

After all, this sword is Hu Beizong's own, whether it is true or false, Hu Beizong still knows in his heart.

"This." Hu Beizong could only open his mouth to say these two words, and he really couldn't say it anymore.

"So." Xue Ling quietly placed the large iron ball kneaded by the blade on the table.

"The road is all walked by yourself, and if you choose, you must go on." The girl looked at the face of the governor of Liangjiang in front of her.

"If there is a day when I can't go on, maybe I will come back to ask Uncle Hu for help, but if it really comes, I'm afraid Uncle Hu may not be able to help me."

"But at least I recognize that Uncle Hu is really a good official."

"In that case, if Uncle Hu needs my help, I won't refuse."

After saying this, Xue Ling turned around and pushed the door out.

Only Hu Beizong was left looking at the iron ball on the table, speechless for a while.

Half an hour later, he stretched out his finger and lightly touched the sharp iron ball, and a drop of crimson blood instantly flowed out of his fingertips.

"Old Xue."

"Your daughter has really grown up."

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Outside Ying Tianfu, Yan Jiu jumped down from the city wall with the iron claw he carried with him, using the friction between the iron claw and the city wall to slow down the fall, and then waited until he was close to the ground before jumping out and quickly heading towards the deep vegetation.

He had wounds on his body.

Although Fang Bei did not continue to chase and kill Yan Jiu, there were still Guang Jiqi and Hu Beizong's arrangements in the city, although these soldiers with longbows and firearms were not effective in the face of the oncoming martial arts masters, but they were definitely first-class good at beating the water dogs.

Yan Jiu moved left and right, and it took him the strength of nine cows and two tigers to escape from Yingtianfu, and at this time, he saw his camp from a distance, and finally settled down a little in his heart.

And at this time, in the camp, a bitter face flew towards him.

Yan Jiu immediately drew his sword and slashed the bitter memory.

"Presumptuous!" Yan Jiu said angrily, "It's me who came back." ”

"It turned out to be the leader of Yan Jiu." There was a lazy voice from the camp: "But when I went out, a total of fourteen brothers followed the leader of Yan Jiu out, why did when I came back, only the leader of Yan Jiu was left?" ”

As he said this, on both sides of the black shadow, four black hole muzzles appeared.

This is derived from the Dongying's bird gun, in fact, it is a variant of the arquebus, compared with the original firecracker, the bird gun has increased the crosshair, the door, the gun tray and the gun, although it is still a front-loading firearm, but it can already be held with both hands, aiming and firing, although there is only one shot, but compared to the previous more casual firearm has been so high that I don't know where it goes.

The general process is that Shenzhou invented firearms, and then transmitted them to the West by sea and land, and the West transformed them and then transmitted them back to the East, thus promoting the development of firearms in the East.

Because of the seaside and the frequent wars, Dongying has a stronger demand for firearms, and it is faster to equip birds with guns than Shenzhou.

Yan Jiu looked at the four-pipe fire gun facing him, and laughed angrily: "Xiao Qingshui, do you know the fate of rebelling against me?" ”