Zhao Xiaotian's expression froze, and he shook his head slightly.

The movements were gentle and elegant, and it was not until the blood and dirt on his face were wiped clean that Song Qingcheng gave him a disgusted look again, "Fool, when you are beaten, you are still the hardest!" ”

Standing on tiptoe slightly, a pair of weak and boneless little hands, carefully straightened his messy collar for him, and patted the dirt on his body, "Do you know why I hit you?" ”

Zhao Xiaotian didn't speak, still shaking his head.

Unexpectedly, the woman sighed lightly and murmured faintly, "Yesterday, the helmsman of the Tang Sect at the foot of Qingyun Mountain, the peak battle and nine deaths, after the end, why don't you call me to report safety?" ”

Stunned, his voice was a little low, "At least you know, although this is a grudge between your Zhao family and the Tang Sect, our Song family can't interfere, but I'm worried about you!" I waited for more than four hours for your call. ”

"Although I also knew the result at the first time! But I still hope that you told me in person, not through our Song family's intelligence system! ”

Zhao Xiaotian still didn't speak, for some reason, his heart was a little inexplicably sour.

After a short silence, Song Chengcheng stared at him in a daze, "Today, in front of so many people, being beaten by me, do you feel very shameless?" ”

Zhao Xiaotian touched his nose, smiled bitterly, and nodded honestly, "A little!" ”

"Fool!" But this woman smiled again, she was incomprehensibly beautiful, "Now, you are the head of the generation of Mighty Martial Arts, and you are already a famous figure in the world who can fight the two great Flood Desolate Realm masters of the Tang Sect alone!" ”

"From now on, I will never hit you again!"

As he spoke, a slender jade hand took advantage of the situation to hold one of his big hands, and the palm was close to him.

In an instant, Zhao Xiaotian only felt a soft energy coming from his palm, through which it continued like a mountain and a hollow valley, penetrating every acupuncture point of the eight veins of the Qi meridians around him, guiding his internal injuries and disordered strength just now.

For a full three minutes, until he no longer felt any discomfort in his body, and his face suddenly became a lot more rosy, he let go of his hand.

Yun smiled lightly, and his voice was as gentle as heaven, "Let's go, let's accompany the old lady together and go to send incense to Mr. Su!" Although today, none of these filthy miscellaneous pieces of Broken Knife Flow can survive, it is inevitable that blood will be splashed on the spot, and it will inevitably blaspheme Old Man Su's soul in the sky! But the deceased is great, before you start, go and bow and ask for a sin, it should be! ”

After speaking, he turned around, walked lightly with Zhao Qingniu, and walked towards the new tomb in front of him!

Zhao Xiaotian was stunned again, and naturally followed honestly!

But at this time, I don't know if my brain was pumping, and I rushed to her, grinning and revealing a simple and stupid smile.

The old face flushed slightly, "Ahem...... Can I hold your hand? ”

Unexpectedly, Song Qingcheng just tilted his head and glared at him, "What do you think?" Why don't you try it? ”

So in an instant, Zhao Xiaotian was so frightened that he trembled!

Hurriedly put the hand that was already stretched out in the air, retracted it honestly, and the old face was pale and hurriedly laughed, "Hehe, forget it, just kidding, don't dare to ......"

"Poof......" There was a muffled sound, like a heavy object impacting.

However, in an instant, before the words were finished, the body flew out like a kite with a broken string.

I don't know if it's a coincidence, or it is deliberate, it is not crooked or slanted, and it just happened to fall on the towering tree where Cao Wuye was still hanging in embarrassment!

With a "click", the branches couldn't bear it, and the two of them rolled down alive, and they fell into a mouth full of mud and dizzy.

Zhao Xiaotian was embarrassed to get up, and in an instant, the old face turned red, annoyed and sad, "Dead mother-in-law, did you take the wrong medicine again?" Lao Tzu has said it, just kidding, what are you doing beating Lao Tzu? ”

jumped like thunder, and jumped to his feet in anger, "Also, didn't you just say that you will never beat Lao Tzu again in the future?" You don't believe what you say! ”

But Song Chengcheng just glared at him coldly, "What? Do you even believe a woman's words? Don't you know that women are the best at making unreasonable trouble? ”

Don't bother to take care of him anymore, turn around, and continue to walk forward!

So, Zhao Daxia is tragic again!

The old face was red for a while, and he wanted to cry without tears, but he could only cry and droop his head with a sad face, and honestly follow up!

It's just that at this time, what he didn't see was that the woman had just turned around, and her stunning face was already a faint flush.

The smile is like a flower, and the style is varied.

Bei teeth opened lightly, snorting like nothing, "Fool a ......"

……

The three of them walked to the grave of Old Lady Su, and naturally someone soon sent the sacrifices that had been prepared!

Take the incense wax, light it, bow and worship!

Zhao Qingniu, as an elder, naturally stood in the center, but the old eyes suddenly became a little moist!

In any case, once upon a time's best friend, leaving the world like this, returning to the loess, it is inevitable that it will be sad and a little desolate!

Originally, according to common sense, Su Wanxi, as the new head of the family, and now the core leader and backbone, should come forward to accompany the salute, but I don't know that because of the special situation at this time, or because of other things, there was no action.

Even, as the eldest and youngest grandmother of the Zhao family, she didn't come forward to kowtow to Zhao Qingniu, which seemed a little rude!

Still standing at the front of the group of Su family members, his eyes were locked on the woman in a red dress and carrying a long sword from beginning to end!

The expression of vigilance is solemn to the extreme, even with a bit of a biting chill! It's just that for some reason, a pair of beautiful eyes, faintly tears are flickering!

I can't hide it anymore, a little bit of sorrow is greater than the misery of heart death, and a little bit of sadness that is all thoughts are lost!

After three or four minutes, the worship was finally over!

Out of respect for the deceased, the proper etiquette is finally over!

Until this moment, Zhao Xiaotian slowly turned around and looked at the more than twenty Broken Sword Flow aces in the distance, who were still surrounded by tigers, and his face was already gloomy and solemn!

hesitated slightly, but still decisively issued an order, ordering the more than thirty elites of Xiaotianmen to retreat aside!

It's not that it's soft on the broken knife, or selfish!

After all, yesterday's battle with the helm of the Tang Sect was able to win a big victory, and to be able to get the scepter and seal of the head of Tang Zongheng, Su Mingqing and the Broken Knife Flow helped a lot!

Today, when he turned over, he used the elite of Xiaotianmen to kill the broken knife, which is not moral after all!

Even, this is the kindness he owes to that woman! This kindness, he has a guilty conscience, and he can't repay it and can't repay it!

If you guessed correctly, the reason why Song Chengcheng just broke Su Mingqing's hand just now and abolished his martial arts, but did not take his life, should also be for the sake of this one of the five great war gods of the Broken Sword Stream, and the Tang Sect helped him in the first battle yesterday!

Song Chengcheng stood side by side with him, his expression was much calmer!

At this moment, without the slightest hesitation, he just threw out a sentence coldly to the group of Song family elites, "Let's do it!" Not a single one to stay! ”