After the person left, Xie Xiaofeng showed an expression of extreme fear on his face.

He suddenly realized that although his knife was still in his hand, it was already "dead", his knife, his friend was dead, dead under another knife.

When the knife fell, all life and strength were taken away from it.

The night was already deep, deep, deep.

There was still a dead silence here, Xie Xiaofeng threw the dead knife on the ground, he picked up the sword, and then picked up Mao Da's corpse and walked towards the door.

The night is long, and people walk in this long night......

The long night had finally passed, and the first rays of sunlight in the east shone down from the mountains and forests outside the city, which happened to shine on Xie Xiaofeng's face, illuminating his still fearful expression.

The wind blew the leaves, the sun was beating, and in front of him was a freshly buried skeleton and a freshly erected 'tombstone'.

The sword is the tombstone, Xie Xiaofeng looked at the sword and was silent for a long time......

There is a wind, a breeze, a breeze accompanied by the sound of feet.

Murong Qiudi raised his hand, stroked his hair that was blown by the breeze, and suddenly smiled at the back.

Her smile is also like her person, beautiful, elegant, ethereal, like a spring breeze...... Her voice was also as gentle as a spring breeze: "You lost again, you lost to him twice." ”

Xie Xiaofeng turned around, looked at her coldly, and looked at her for a long time before saying coldly: "Between us, what else is there to say?" ”

Her smile disappeared and she said softly, "No...... No more ......"

By the time she had spoken, she had turned.

Looking at the back of the leaving, Xie Xiaofeng's pupils contracted, and said, "What about him?" Where is he? ”

The person didn't stop, just said softly and lightly: "I have nothing to say to you, since you didn't want him before, you can't afford him now, Xiao Di is a disciple of Tianjun, not the son and grandson of your Xie family." ”

……

In the small courtyard, in the arbitrary meditation pavilion, his fingers pressed on a seven-stringed yaoqin, and the sound of the piano was melodious.

His eyes were slightly closed, and it seemed that the whole spirit of the whole person was integrated into the sound of the piano.

The sound of the piano kept coming, very elegant and beautiful, and after a while, there were a few crisp birdsong sandwiched into the rhyme of the piano. With this autumn sky, the sound of the piano is even more moving and wonderful.

The rhyme of the piano tosses and turns in vain, sometimes high-pitched, suddenly low, and the rhythm of the piano is constantly intertwined, like a breeze and a bright moon, contrasting with each other.

Then a slender little girl broke in with a teenager, and the sound of the piano stopped in vain!

The doll looked at Xie Xiaodi and stood behind him obediently. He also looked at the doll, who he had only known for a few days, but who was the most gentle sister in the world.

Arbitrarily asked, "What's the matter?" ”

Xie Xiaodi said, "Master, someone came to me. ”

He looked at him intently, without speaking.

Xie Xiaodi gritted his teeth and said, "They are from the Xie family. ”

He bowed his head arbitrarily and said, "They want you to recognize your ancestors and return to your ancestors?" ”

Xie Xiaodi nodded and said, "What should I do?" ”

Laughed arbitrarily: "You can do what you want, why ask me?" ”

Xie Xiaodi smiled bitterly: "I don't know what to do. ”

He was only a teenager, and no matter how old he grew up and went through pain, he was only a fifteen-year-old boy. The young man naturally wanted to be recognized by the family, although he hated Xie Xiaofeng, he still wanted to be a member of the Xie family.

But if he becomes a member of the Xie family, he will become the son of Xie Xiaofeng, and the current teenager cannot let go of the hatred in his heart and become the son of Xie Xiaofeng.

Arbitrarily said lightly: "Then ignore it, and make plans after you figure it out." ”

Xie Xiaodi was stunned, and just when he wanted to nod, someone broke into the courtyard again......

At the head was a lady in fine clothes with beaded hair, and beside him was a white-haired old man with a strong walk, a straight waist, and a long yellow cloth bag in his hand.

And behind the two, a middle-aged man who was white and chubby, and his face was full of wind and dust.

Except for Shopkeeper Xie, he hadn't seen the other two at all, but he also guessed the identities of the two.

The woman is the 'Flying Phoenix Swordswoman' Xie Fenghuang, the cousin of Xie Wangsun.

The white-haired man who is old and strong is Hua Shaokun, the first swordsman in Huashan.

In the past, the 'Dragon Swordsman' Hua Shaokun fought against the eight disciples of the two factions of Diancang and Wudang and won it; Later, he married the cousin of Xie Wangsun, the owner of Shenjian Villa, Xie Fenghuang, who was known as the 'Flying Phoenix Swordswoman'.

At that time, on the rivers and lakes, there was a reputation of 'dragon and phoenix double swords, a perfect combination', but it was Hua Shaokun who was in the middle of the day, and when he was the most proud in his life, he was defeated by a stinky boy sword.

And that person is Xie Xiaofeng.

Shopkeeper Xie bent down and greeted with a smile: "Ren Gongzi, long time no see, hello." ”

Arbitrarily smiled and nodded at him.

Xie Fenghuang said angrily: "You are that child's master? ”

She asked again: "He is the child of my Xie family, and his father is Xie Xiaofeng, what ability do you have to teach him?" ”

Xie Xiaodi suddenly said loudly: "He naturally has the ability to teach me, how great do you think the Xie family is?" What did you count in my master's eyes because of Xie Xiaofeng? ”

glanced at Xie Xiaodi unexpectedly, but Xie Fenghuang said even more angrily: "Do you know what you're talking about?" ”

Xie Xiaodi said: "It's you who doesn't know anything!" The Divine Sword Villa disappeared seven years ago, and the Third Young Master, who had never been defeated, was also defeated twice. ”

"You say he lost?"

This time it was no longer Xie Fenghuang who spoke, but Hua Shaokun.

Xie Xiaodi sneered: "The third young master's sword is not that remarkable. ”

Hua Shaokun said in a deep voice: "Who did he lose to." ”

Laughing arbitrarily, "It's me." ”

Hua Yukun stared at him, gritted his teeth, and said in a trembling voice: "You...... You are the Heavenly King! ”

He was a disciple of Huashan, and of course he knew the story of Tianjun.

Although that story is a long time ago, that story has long been deeply engraved in the souls of the various sects. No one knows how many people the Heavenly Monarch has killed in this life, and that is incalculable.

However, the Seven Great Sects, including Shaolin, and some families with a long history have clearly recorded that he is invincible, and he is invincible.

In the past, the rivers and lakes had joined forces more than once, and they had gathered the strength of various sects and factions to encircle and suppress them several times, but the final result was that corpses can become mountains and blood can become rivers.

And the Heavenly Monarch is still the Heavenly Monarch who is high above, and it is precisely because he is invincible and above the world that he is called the Heavenly Monarch.

Hua Yukun stared at him and stopped talking, his eyes were very struggling.

Xie Fenghuang is arrogant, arrogant, and has always been the temper of the eldest lady, this woman who has never looked at others in her eyes, but at this moment she grabbed her husband's sleeve.

Hua Yukun looked at his wife, the struggling in his eyes finally dissipated, and even the brilliance in his eyes suddenly dimmed.

Arbitrarily smiled: "It seems that the two of you are still very affectionate." ”

Xie Fenghuang gritted his teeth, lowered his proud head, and said, "The woman has offended a lot, I hope the heavenly monarch will not be surprised." ”

Arbitrarily didn't answer him, but asked, "Are you here to find Xie Xiaofeng?" ”

Hua Yukun nodded.

Random smiled and said, "You're going to die!" ”