"The person behind you is not Mrs. Su, so who is it?"

"Secret." Su Zhen winked mischievously at him.

"Are you really only seven years old?"

"Guess?" Su Zhen's eyebrows and eyes were crooked, and the pear vortex at the corner of her lips loomed, "Okay, it's not too early, I'm going back." ”

"Hmm."

"General Xiao, I'll be waiting for you to come back in this Kyoto City, I wish you a safe journey."

Xiao Chuhong nodded and said softly, "Okay." ”

As soon as Su Zhen flew back to the tree, she suddenly remembered something, looked back and smiled, "By the way, General Xiao, your fruit is quite delicious, if you are not here, I will come and pick it at any time." ”

"Okay."

Xiao Chuhong's eyes seem to hide the afterglow of the sunset, the bright moon and mountains and rivers. A shallow smile slowly rippled from his lips, like a glacier melting into spring water.

Su Zhen was stunned for a moment, then jumped forward, flew away from the General's Mansion, and disappeared into the night.

Seeing her come and go freely, Xiao Chuhong's smile gradually disappeared, his eyes were slightly cold, and he regained his calm and indifference.

The secret guard of the General's Mansion fell to his side, knelt on one knee, and glanced in the direction Su Zhen left, "General, that person ...... just now"

"Go and inform the housekeeper that there are many kinds of fruits in Shu Yaxuan, and it is best to have them all year round. In the future, if the child comes again, there is no need to stop him, but he pretends not to see it. ”

The dark guard replied with an expressionless face, "Yes! ”

The courtyard was silent again, and he was the only one left.

Xiao Chuhong's eyes were full of sorrow, he thought that the long road was long, full of thorns and haze, but he never thought that someone would bring him daylight.

Like in the vast twilight, the light ink is outlined on the plain paper, forming a picture scroll, leaving the blank space with the fragrance of flowers drunk, igniting the fetters of the heart.

But this road is not destined to stay for indecisive and amorous people.

Xiao Mohan died for the people and for the word 'righteousness'. If a man has a scale in his heart, he will be famous for all eternity.

......

A few days later, it was rumored in Kyoto that Xiao Chuhong's leg was diagnosed and treated by a famous doctor in the world, and it was extremely difficult to cure, so he needed to recuperate first. Therefore, he chose to leave Kyoto to keep the spirit of his deceased father for three years, and then went to the Tianshan Holy Land to heal.

And Xiao Chuhong's mother's Lu Jingshu is from the Tianshan Snow Clan, so no one doubts it.

All of a sudden, this matter became a topic of conversation among the people after dinner.

Shang Yujiao sent people to check his leg several times and confirmed that his leg could not be cured for several years, so he ordered him to leave Kyoto.

In the general's mansion, Lu Jingshu had already taken his subordinates to pack up their things.

They did not leave with much fanfare, but simply loaded a few wagons.

First, I don't want to cause chaos because of the high profile, and second, I don't want to invite danger.

It's just that they deliberately avoid it, which doesn't mean that others are willing to let it go.

Not long after leaving Kyoto, Xiao Chuhong and others were assassinated several times in a row, all of which were menacing, and it was bound that they would never be able to return to Kyoto.

However, under the protection of Xiao Jiajun and the secret guards, they were successfully resolved, and they were finally about to arrive safely.

However, just as they were about to approach the house near Xiao Mohan's tomb, a person wrapped in a black robe appeared in front of them.

Everyone protected the carriage and looked at the black-robed man vigilantly.

Xiao Chuhong sat in the carriage, lifted the curtain to look at the comer, and subconsciously touched his waist to draw his sword and move, but remembered that his legs had not yet recovered.

Xiao Yi shouted at the black-robed man, "Who is coming? ”

The other party ignored them, and a purple current appeared around them, and everyone was shocked, and they all pulled out their knives and pointed them at the man.

"Huh! A group of ants, there are so many, just enough to give Xiao Mohan a funeral! ”

Xiao Chuhong's breathing staggered suddenly, and his eyes became fierce, "My father's death has something to do with you?" ”

"Yes and no? You're just a piece of shit! ”

The electric current in the palm of the black-robed man's hand gathered, and the majestic attack attacked downward, and the roof of the carriage where Xiao Chuhong was was instantly blown away.