The moon peeks out of the clouds and shines on the night pearl to reveal the brilliance of glass.

The cool breeze blew through the white curtains, the pearls collided and made a clanging sound, and an old man with white hair and a childish face in the middle of the pavilion was sitting on the stone bench in the pavilion.

He was wearing a cyan brocade robe, with a blue tiger-striped gentry belt tied around his waist, and his white hair danced without wind.

"Father, I have brought it to you."

The woman in Tsing Yi said in a respectful tone.

When Bai Luochen heard this, he pulled Lin Qingwan behind him and hid her behind him, not good, he was tricked again, and he had already discovered that this mother and daughter were not ordinary.

Thinking of this, he said sharply, "Who are you, and what are your intentions in leading us here?" ”

Tian Zixuan looked up at the two people standing behind Tian Tian, and said in an excited voice: "You are Chu Yueli's daughter?" ”

Lin Qingwan tilted her head and replied inexplicably: "The little woman is Chu Yueli's daughter, I don't know how do you know about the old man?"

"Young master, the old slave has finally waited for you."

After Tian Zixuan finished speaking, he knelt in front of Lin Qingwan with tears in his eyes.

"The old man can't help it, please get up quickly."

Lin Qingwan immediately ran over to ask Yun to help the old man, but was pulled by Bai Luochen: "Wan'er, I haven't figured out the ins and outs of the matter, let's be careful." ”

"The elegant floral fragrance emanating from the young master is unique to the bloodline of the god of flowers, and it is impossible for anyone else to have it except for the descendants of the Chu clan."

Tian Zixuan said respectfully, then looked up at Bai Luochen again, and asked, "Who is Your Excellency who you haven't asked?" ”

"I'm her husband."

Bai Luochen replied coldly, his eyes kept staring at Tian Zixuan in front of him, and he clenched the sword in his hand vigilantly with one hand, if he dared to be unfavorable to Wan'er, I would slash him with a sword.

"It turned out to be the husband of the young master, and it was rude."

Tian Zixuan looked at Bai Luochen, clasped his hands into fists and said.

Seeing that he is so careful and cautious to protect the young master, it seems that he is sincere to the young master, and I hope he is not a hypocrite.

If he is a sanctimonious hypocrite, if he dares to hurt the young master for half a point, the old man will definitely kill him under the Feixue sword.

Tian Zixuan thought so in his heart, but he remained silent on the surface.

"Come on, why don't you hurry up and cook tea and snacks for the two distinguished guests."

Tian Zixuan's majestic voice sounded, and immediately a few maids came out and brought tea and delicate pastries.

"Why does the old man call me Young Master? Do you know my mother? ”

Lin Qingwan frowned slightly and asked thoughtfully.

"Young master, sit down first and then listen to the old slave, it's just - can you ask this son to go to the side hall to rest first, after all, this is related to the safety of the young master, look at Haihan."

Tian Zixuan glanced at Bai Luochen and said hesitantly.

It is related to the secrets of the Chu clan and the safety of the young master, he must not be negligent in the slightest, in case the young master is injured because of this, he will not be responsible for his death.

When Bai Luochen heard this, a trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and he wanted to leave Wan'er alone? What is Ann's intention?

Lin Qingwan looked at Bai Luochen with a smile, put her hand on the hand where he held the sword, and shook her head: "Husband, don't worry. ”

After speaking, he turned to look at Tian Zixuan and said: "Old man, you don't have to call yourself an old slave, we are all equal, you don't have to be like this, and this is my husband, he once sacrificed his life to save him, you can rest assured, he will definitely not harm my life." ”

Tian Zixuan watched Bai Luochen and Lin Qingwan sit down, and began to talk eloquently: "Things have to start from three hundred years ago, three hundred years ago, more than 100 members of our Tian clan were suffering from annihilation, fortunately the young master's ancestor Chu Qianqian rescued him, otherwise our Tian clan would have been killed by the enemy a long time ago." ”

Tian Zixuan picked up the tea on the table and took a sip and continued: "The ancestors of the young master have the grace of rebuilding our Tian clan, if there is no Tian Qianqian, our clan would have been gone long ago, so the ancestors of the Tian clan must protect the Chu clan for generations. ”

Tian Zixuan said and bowed to Lin Qingwan.

"Feixue Villa has been established for more than three hundred years, on the surface it is just an ordinary sword-casting villa, but in fact, in order to protect the Chu family, we recruit troops and horses to form wizards all over the world, there are skilled craftsmen who can do traps to create divine weapons, there are also strategists with good intentions, and there are king-level spirits with profound spiritual power, and dancing girls who are proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting."

Tian Zixuan clasped his hands into fists and saluted again: "Failed to protect the young master's mother, let the young master's mother die tragically, the old slave is really ashamed, as long as the young master is in need, we must obey the orders of the whole village, the head of the horse is looking forward, and then death." ”

Chu Yueli hid her aura, even if the Flying Snow Villa used all its forces, they couldn't find her, so it wasn't until Chu Yueli hid the aura in her body after her death that it was released, and by the time they found it, it was already too late.

When he found Lin Yueli's grave, Tian Zixuan secretly swore that he must protect the young master well, and he would never let her encounter any more accidents, otherwise how would he have the face to face his ancestors and ancestors after his death.

"Tian'er, go and ask the field to fetch the Longquan bone flute."

Tian Zixuan looked at the woman in Tsing Yi who was standing aside and said.

Tian Tian glanced at Tian Zixuan, as if thinking about something, and his voice was faint for a while: "Yes, father." ”

After a while, a thin boy nearly seven feet tall wore an embroidered purple robe with gold embroidery on the neckline.

The young man came to Tian Zixuan and respectfully bowed and said, "Grandpa, what do you want me to do with the Longquan bone flute?" Have you figured it out and are you going to give me the ancient flute? ”

"Rebel, don't do your job all day long, idle and idle, and dare to covet the Longquan bone flute? See that I don't kick you to death. ”

Tian Zixuan kicked Tian Ye's ass hard with his foot and roared angrily.

This grandson really broke his heart, he was idle all day long, fighting and fighting, and he really didn't know what kind of sin he had created, so that he could have such a grandson who was about to kill himself every day.

"Oh, grandpa, why are you kicking me? Isn't this Longquan bone flute originally a family heirloom that has been passed down from generation to generation by our Tian family? ”

Tian Zixuan touched his buttocks, which was kicked a little painfully, and asked puzzledly.

"Young master, this Longquan bone flute is a treasure left by your ancestors, it is said that this Longquan ancient flute is the artifact of the god of war in the heavenly realm in ancient times, it is embarrassing to say, our Tian clan has been looking for the descendants of the Chu clan for generations, and we have not found the young master until today, so I will hand over the bone flute to the young master today."

"But grandpa, isn't this Longquan bone flute a treasure that we pass on to men and not to women in Flying Snow Mountain Villa? Why would you suddenly give it to an outsider? ”

Tian Ye glanced at Lin Qingwan, who was dressed in white, and asked dissatisfiedly.

"Young master, this bone flute is now in your hands, and it can be regarded as a return to its original owner."

Tian Zixuan glanced at Tian Ye, snatched the Longquan bone flute from his hand, and respectfully handed it over to Lin Qingwan's hand.

"Young master, this Longquan bone flute can be transformed into any object according to what the young master thinks, the young master must learn to use it well, the old slave believes that with it, the young master will be able to add wings to the tiger."

Tian Ye, who was standing next to him, heard that this Longquan bone flute was so magical, and looked at Lin Qingwan with envy and jealousy.

At this moment, a man in black hid in the canopy of the hundred-year-old sky tree in the courtyard of the Flying Snow Mountain Villa, revealing a bloodthirsty evil smile......