Xue Yiren was now in front of Feng Zhou, and he seemed to have nothing to hide.

It was his own inner thought to have a life-and-death duel with Zuo Qinghou and completely break off the enmity between the two families, and he was already planning to secretly go to Zuo Qinghou to discuss the date of the decisive battle.

Although he had already written a battle post, this matter was only brewing in his heart after all, and he had not yet put it into action, let alone talked to Zuo Qinghou about it.

But Feng Zhou said his inner thoughts in one word.

This person is well-versed in the world, understands human feelings, and sees clearly his innermost thoughts with just one side.

But Xue Yiren knew that only the top swordsmen in the rivers and lakes could understand his own thinking.

So he knew in his heart that the sealing boat in front of him was unfathomable, and his thinking was even more unfathomable.

Xue Yiren couldn't help but sigh: "Feng Daxia is really a master in the world, and the Huashan faction has Feng Daxia in charge, and he will definitely lead the martial arts." The things in the heart of the old man are all in the words of Feng Daxia. ”

Feng Zhou was silent for a moment, and said with a smile: "I am close friends with Second Brother Zuo, and today I have met the heroes of Xue Daxia's generation, so I want to ask more, the grievances between the two Zuo Xue families must be resolved by a battle of life and death?

Feng Zhou said this, not to smooth out the grievances of his two families, in fact, he couldn't erase hundreds of years of grievances, but he still said it, the reason is that he knew that he didn't need to make a move at all, and the descendants of his two families could automatically smooth out the grievances of the two families.

Zuo Mingzhu, the daughter of Zuo Qinghou, fell in love with Xue Bin, the second son of Xue Yiren.

Such a bloody thing is simply the best template for using Aidian, which can completely eliminate the contradiction between the Zuo Xue family.

Even though his two families have a hundred years of grievances and hatred, so what, in the face of great love, everything is sprinkled!

And Feng Zhou only needs to pretend to be mysterious, don't do anything, don't care about anything, just pretend to be mysterious and say a few words, this matter will come naturally, just lying down can brush his prestige in the hearts of the two, why not?

Feng Zhou's words came out, and Xue Yiren was silent for a moment.

The life and death of Zuojiazhuang, he Xue Yiren is too lazy to care. But the future of Xue Jiazhuang, he really has to think about it.

At present, Xuejiazhuang has his own presence, everything is stable, but the calm is a torrent undercurrent, his younger brother has become a madman, two sons and a daughter are not worry-free masters, if Zuo Qinghou kills himself, I am afraid that Xuejiazhuang is almost over.

Xue Yiren's javelin-like body suddenly seemed to become a little embarrassed, and he was silent for a long time before he sighed and said, "Our Xue Zuo family is a century-old feud, and the hatred is almost so long that the reason for the enmity has been forgotten. ”

Feng Zhou smiled faintly: "A hundred years of grievances, in fact, it is not difficult to resolve them." ”

"Oh. Xue Yiren glanced at him, suddenly smiled, and said, "When the distinguished guest comes, how can the old man not receive it?" At this moment, the sea bass in the kitchen must have been cooked, why don't we have a drink first?"

The sea bass is indeed not badly cooked, and the wine is also a good wine.

Feng Zhou drank water as always.

It was impossible for anyone to let him drink, and naturally neither could Xue Yiren.

But he likes the atmosphere of wine, food and friends.

He smiled slightly: "If it weren't for the feud between the Xue Zuo family, you and Zuo Qinghou would definitely become good friends." ”

Xue Yiren's face changed, and he said: "You were originally a friend of Zuo Qinghou, and now you are also my friend, I just hope you understand something...... The hatred between the two families of Xue Zuo cannot be resolved by anyone. ”

Feng Zhou said: "Why?"

Xue Yiren sighed: "Do you know how many people in the Xue family have died at the hands of the Zuo family in the past hundred years?"

Feng Zhou said: "Is it similar to the death of the Zuo family at the hands of the Xue family." ”

Xue Yi said: "That's right, and because of this, it's because of this that the hatred between the two families of Xue Zuo is getting deeper and deeper, unless one of these two families dies, no one can dissolve this hatred." ”

Feng Zhou smiled and said, "I don't think so." ”

"Oh?" Xue Yiren's tone was very flat.

"With my ability as an outsider, of course, I can't resolve the conflict between the two families. Feng Zhou smiled: "But I believe that young people must have a way, and we must believe in the wisdom of future generations." ”

"The wisdom of future generations?" Xue Yiren looked at Feng Zhou's face that was only thirty years old, and there was a very awkward feeling in his heart.

How old are you to talk so old-fashioned?

It's always so awkward to listen to.

At this moment, a sudden overhear shouted, "Okay, you have good wine and food, and you don't ask me to eat." ”

A man walked in on a rampage, wearing a red suit with a green turtle embroidered on it.

The man seemed to be a madman, and as soon as he sat down, he brought the whole plate of fish in front of him and lifted it up with his hands and ate it.

Xue Yiren frowned and said with a wry smile: "This is the younger brother laughing man, he ...... He.... ”

Xue Xiaoren?

Leader of the Assassin Order.

A little red old boss and godfather.

I don't know if Xue Pan, the coachman, has been in Songjiang for so many days and has secretly seen this former boss.

Xue Xiaoren's mouth was full of fish, and he said with a smile while spitting thorns: "Xue Yiren is a big swordsman, but Xue Xiaoren is a big eater, although Xue Xiaoren can't beat Xue Yiren since he was a child, but Xue Yiren has to run away from the wilderness." ”

Xue Yiren said angrily: "Who called you here?"

Xue Baobao smiled and said: "This is also my home, why can't I come, you can call me stupid, call me unproductive, you can't say that I am not the son of Daddy Xue." ”

Xue Yiren sighed, shook his head and said: "Feng Daxia is not smiling, he was not like this, until seven or eight years ago, I didn't know why, but he suddenly ...... Suddenly it changed. ”

Feng Zhou smiled, suddenly stood up, and bowed deeply to Xue Xiaoren.

The Xue brothers were stunned for a moment.

Xue Yiren said suspiciously: "What is Feng Daxia doing?"

Xue Xiaoren also seemed to be frightened: "Could it be that I robbed you of your fish, and you want to sue? You are not a man!"

Feng Zhou said: "The ruler is short, the inch is long, although Xue Daxia's swordsmanship is at its peak, but Xue Erxia is also good at things, which Xue Daxia can't reach." ”

"What?" Xue Yiren was stunned.

"What?" Xue Xiaoren was stunned, and his heart was shocked.

He is the leader of the killer organization, and he doesn't care about right and wrong when he kills, he only talks about the price, and this matter has been kept very tightly, even Xue Pan doesn't know his true identity.

Could it be that the sealed boat in front of him can see his own details?

How is this possible?

Even the eldest brother, who gets along day and night, doesn't know, how can he, a Huashan swordsman, know?

"Although Xue Erxia has entered the demonic realm, he has gotten rid of his troubles and obtained great purity, if he continues to achieve the realization of forgetting things and me, he will definitely be able to improve by leaps and bounds in swordsmanship. ”

Feng Zhou said with a grin.

Xue Yiren sighed, he thought that Feng Zhou was relieving him, so these words didn't go to his heart at all.

Xue Xiaoren also sighed, but he faintly understood in his heart.

It seems that this guy in front of him can make him go further in kendo.

Feng Zhou's next words really said the judgment in his heart:

"Heart disease still needs heart medicine, if I can make Xue Erxia's swordsmanship closer, presumably his divine intelligence will recover a little, I don't know how Xue Daxia can thank me?"

"What?"

The brothers were stunned again?

Father Xue died early, Xue Xiaoren was raised by the eldest brother, the so-called eldest brother is like a father, so Xue Yiren has too deep expectations for this younger brother, too strict constraints, and his brother's aura is too strong, so that no matter how Xue Xiaoren practices swords, no matter what he does, he is shrouded in the reputation of his brother, so in a fit of anger, Xue Erxia is "crazy".

Thinking of this, Xue Yiren stood up "Teng", and looked at Feng Zhou's eyes, not knowing whether it was doubt or expectation.

"Feng Daxia can really make his brother recover?"

Xue Yiren asked hesitantly.

Feng Zhou smiled slightly: "I have to lend Xue Erxia to me for a few days first." ”