"I'm me, I'm what I'm about, and I want to say how dare I come back?" Although the words in his mouth were still choking, there was some joy on Xiangyin's face.

In fact, Zongtian planned to stop Xiangyin at this time, but after all, his mouth grew on someone else's body, no matter how hard he tried, such words had already flown out of Xiangyin's mouth. At this time, what Zongtian could do was to nervously observe the old man's reaction. It's really pitiful to say, it took half a year for the old man to confide in Zongtian once, but it was a coincidence that the 'person who shouldn't hear it the most' heard it.

"I, I, I......" Listening to Xiangyin's words, the old man's face immediately turned from red to purple, but the worry before Zongtian disappeared at this time. Although the old man may be more reluctant to confide in himself because of such a thing, what he thinks is to spread such a voice to the ears of Xiang Yin? The so-called person who should not be heard is also the most deserving audience.

"You, you, what are you, I'll just go."

Xiang Yin came in a hurry, and then left in a hurry, as if the purpose of her trip was to listen to what the old man said, but all this was a little too incredible. Most of the time it's because the harvest is too big, so Xiang Yin will forget everything that should have happened. At this point, she just wanted to laugh and leave, and she really did.

Of course, along with her when she left the house, there were also large and small objects in the house.

Although in this situation, he wanted to laugh a little because of his feelings, but in the face of the master who was so angry that he couldn't breathe, he naturally resisted that impulse. It's as if it's Zongtian himself who made the mistake, and all he can do is hang his head obediently on the side.

The old man who had already vented his anger at this time was naturally not good at spilling his anger on the side of Zongtian, so at this time he had to slowly follow his breath in the same place. However, his anger was not yet smooth, and a head was sticking out from behind the curtain.

The person who would be so rude was naturally still Xiangyin, and when he saw the sudden face, the old man almost turned his back on it, but this situation was cheaper than Xiangyin.

"I'm sorry, I forgot to say it just now, the Spirit King asked you when you plan to go back." Such words are naturally aimed at the sky.

"A month, another month." As a result, it was the old man who answered her, although he was still a little angry just now, but when Xiang Yin mentioned Zongtian's departure, he quickly regained his composure.

"What the hell are you guys doing, it looks like it's been half a year and you haven't achieved anything." While saying this, Xiang Yin also looked up and down the room.

"What do you know about sword patterns?" The old man seemed to have returned to normal at this time, and Xiang Yin also seemed to be very well-behaved and didn't bother to find any more fault.

"Yes, yes, I don't understand the sword pattern." Xiang Yin smiled like this, and the old man looked away from him a little proudly.

"So, you don't want to come back this month." The old man waved his hand magnificently, as if he had given an eviction order, but one of the questions of Xiang Yin made his somewhat clumsy body tremble slightly.

"Will I be back in that month?"

"Hmm." The old man's words were very soft, but they were enough for Xiang Yin to hear clearly. Seeing such a development, Zongtian can naturally put a smile on his lips, but the beginning of a good future for others is also the beginning of another nightmare for Zongtian.

Since Xiang Yineng only remembered half a year later, he was thrown by himself at his father's place, so forgetting it for another month is naturally nothing. However, Zongtian hadn't returned to Lingcheng after more than a month, which also made Xiangyin a little strange, so searching again seemed to have become the only way to solve his doubts.

Coming to this somewhat remote city again, Kaoyin had not even approached the wooden house when she saw a figure sitting under the pergola, but the figure was not Zongtian, but her father.

"I think you didn't like to be outdoors very much, did you?"

It was as if Xiangyin would come back every day, even if she had already walked under the pergola, the old man didn't say anything, and Xiangyin had to take the initiative.

"I don't really like the outdoors." While saying this, the old man also leisurely glanced at the wilderness around him, "But I don't like that Ling City even more." ”

"Yes, yes, you don't like it, or you wouldn't have built such a broken ...... here."

Although Xiang Yin's words were not finished, as soon as the broken words came out, the old man also lost his face.

"It's not very broken, but it seems to be pretty decent in some ways."

"Hmph."

Although Xiang Yin can be regarded as remedy, her casual attitude naturally cannot satisfy the old man.

"My house is naturally not as good as the city you fought for."

"Alright, alright." If it was before, such words would have been a little harsh to Xiangyin, but after hearing his father's sincere words, such a mockery seemed to have turned into a concern, "It's not like I'm finding fault this time, you better just say why you're sitting here." ”

"Hmph." It was the kind of sound that came out of the nostrils again, but the old man's words after that made Xiang Yin smile again, "I really can't chat." ”

"So ......" But Kao's concern is still her problem.

"I'm here naturally because the inside of the house is not as good as the outside, so if you want to know, just look for yourself." After saying this, the old man also collapsed back on the stool.

In this case, it seemed that Xiang Yin could only go to find out, but when she actually approached the wooden house, the curtain that had been hanging had become a door. It's a strange change, but the answer is behind the door. didn't think too much, Xiang Yin directly pulled the handle on the door, but the door didn't move at all.

Aren't you kidding me? Because of this thought, Xiang Yin also turned his gaze to the old man sitting under the pergola. But no matter how you look at it, her father is just leisurely taking advantage of the cold, and what kind of trick is the door that can't be opened? Could it be that the curtain was replaced with a door, just to let himself be doused by the bucket on the door when he entered the door?

Such a boring idea was naturally directly left behind by Xiangyin, and she used some strength to pull the door next time. The door seemed to be jammed for a moment, and after some strength on the part of the incense, the wooden door was opened in one fell swoop. It's just that when the stuck force disappeared, Kaoji felt as if the door was being pushed open by something inside.

After all, I had just imagined whether there was any mechanism on the door, and such a change naturally made Xiang Yin dodge directly. But it's really a loss for this subconscious action, because at this time, it was a pile of weapons that pushed open the door.

"What's the situation?!" So many sharp blades naturally made Xiang Yin shout, and such a movement also made the old man get up immediately. It's just that in Xiangyin's questioning eyes, the old man was also a little surprised. It seems that although he has some understanding of the situation in the house, such a situation is indeed something that the old man did not expect.

After that, the two of them could only rummage through the pile of weapons, and after cleaning up for a long time, the two finally found the tired man in the corner of the room. It's just that although Zongtian's face is already very tired, he is still in a state of soul strength, and a smooth blade also makes a burst of sound in his hand.

"What is this?" While Xiang Yin was still worried about the pile of weapons, his father was more concerned about the one in Zongtian's hand.

Because of those words, Xiang Yin also focused on Zongtian's hand, and such an observation also made her see some clues, and the weapon in Zongtian's hand seemed to be exuding a strange cold air.

"I didn't expect him to learn it in a month." Just when the old man sighed, Xiang Yin couldn't help but feel strange.

"Since you think he can't learn in a month, why did he tell me a month before?"

"I just want to see if he has that potential." Although such words seemed plain, the look of surprise on the old man's face was still the same.

"So what?" It's just that Xiang attracts attention to the outcome of things.

"So he's probably a genius." The old man's eyes were still staring at the blade in Zongtian's hand, but this appearance still made Xiang Yin a little disappointed.

"But that's it." The old man's tone suddenly became much calmer, which also made Xiang Yin look at him with some surprise, "But knowing the weapon in his hand must have many benefits for the path he is going to take." ”

"You already know what he's going to do?"

"It's nothing more than a fight-and-kill."

Although the appearance of the old man just now really surprised Xiangyin, but at this time, with some disdainful words, Xiangyin felt that this was his father.

"Although what you said is correct, but such a good seedling, why don't you fight for it?"

Although the old man seemed to have passed a test unintentionally, Xiang Yin was a little dissatisfied.

"Fight? What's the use of fighting for it, you young people have such ideas. Just hearing this, the old man squinted at Xiangyin. Although he didn't achieve his goal, in the face of such words, Xiang Yin smiled mischievously.

"When did you get here?"

Just when the father and daughter were enjoying themselves, Zongtian said something that destroyed the atmosphere, and such an unexpected situation made the old man can't help but roll his eyes.

"Why are young people so blind lately?"

"Huh?" In the face of the old man's words, Zongtian's brain seemed to be a little insufficient.

"It's fine." Although he said that it was okay, the old man subconsciously looked at Xiangyin.