The man tortured Qi Xiu for a long time and then spit out four words: "The root bones are good." ”

When the old man heard this, he also ran to Qi Xiu, and he was relieved again, Qi Xiu was tortured miserably.

The old man laughed: "Your kid's son is good, this is a good material for learning martial arts, but he is a little older, and he hasn't trained much, so it may be a little difficult to learn." ”

Seeing the situation, Qi Xiu endured the pain and was about to kneel, to meet the old man and the man, the old man waved his bamboo stick and crossed under Qi Xiu's bent knee: "You don't need to kneel, just salute normally." ”

"Yes, he's sensible." The old man touched his beard and smiled.

Qi Xiu didn't understand, but he still saluted as the old man said.

The first time I saw the elders, I had to give a gift, this Qi Xiu knew, Xuanyuan Mingjun helped him prepare, but Qi Xiu didn't want it.

Qi Xiu took out four five-glass flowers from the wide cuffs of his sleeves and handed them to the old man and the man.

The four five-glazed flowers on Qi Xiu's body were the three that An Jiu asked for when he left, and he wanted to send them when he wanted to see his master, he thought that his master only saw two of them, and it was not good to send only one, so he thought that he could only send out the five glazed flowers that An Jiu gave him, exactly four, two for one person.

The old man looked at the flowers given by Qi Xiu and said, "I said apprentice grandson, I'm also a big man, can you not be so girly, have you ever seen a meeting gift and flowers?!" Or send white flowers, is it to curse us to go west as soon as possible?! Are you going to take revenge on us because I beat you up just now? ”

After the old man finished speaking, he looked at Xuanyuan Mingjun and smashed his mouth: "At least you have to send a pot of good wine!" ”

Xuanyuan Mingjun coughed again, and finally coughed out the depression in his heart: "This flower is very good, which old man in Xiu'er is the master, this is the brother who married Jin Lan for his father's righteousness is called Mu Chenze, you can call him Uncle Mu." ”

"Qi Xiu has seen Uncle Mu!"

The man glanced at Qi Xiu and nodded as a greeting, and then looked at Xuanyuan Mingjun, who was still coughing, and his voice was cold and stiff: "The knot in my heart is difficult to get rid of, the depression is blocked, and it is not smooth!" ”

Everyone present knew the meaning of the man's words, and everything Xuanyuan Mingjun had experienced, no one could know it better than the old man and the man beside him.

The old man's crazy man also calmed down, but after a while, he laughed and said, "Can't you kid call Master well!" Hehe, no, are you lucky, you caught your son, and you can't worry about people! ”

Xuanyuan Mingjun shook his head with a wry smile, walked past them, and picked up the wine jug on the bamboo forest stone table, which was a burst of wild pouring.

"She's gone......"

The man and the old man were stunned at the same time, watching Xuanyuan Mingjun drink alone, and their hearts were also sour.

The old man looked at Xuanyuan Mingjun like this, and he was also distressed, but he knew that Xuanyuan Mingjun felt uncomfortable, so he let him go.

They only paid attention to Xuanyuan Mingjun who was drinking, and no one noticed that the man on the side looked at the crescent moon in the night and smiled, and a teardrop slipped from the corner of his reddish eyes, falling on a bamboo leaf, and the teardrops were crystal clear in the night light.

The wind in the bamboo forest breathed through, blowing the bamboo forest to make a desolate sound, like mourning.

At night, the man's voice was hoarse and said, "You don't have the ability to ......"

Xuanyuan Mingjun held the wine jug and said to the moon: "It's that I don't have the ability, I plan to go to her to make amends." ”

After speaking, he raised his head and drank, only to hear the man say, "You want the soul fruit?" ”