The young man and his party walked out of the alley, and the middle-aged man stood outside the door for a while, quietly looking at the house that had been there for many years, this was the old mansion of the Qi family, and it had really been many years.

In the past, when he became an official and had some money to spare, he bought the two courtyards on the left and right, and expanded the house, and since then he has worked diligently for many years, and in a flash he has gone from a young man to a young father.

Looking at the stone steps in front of the door, Qi Yushi remembered that his son would always sit here in a daze when he was a child, and his son who had just grown up was also in a daze here. Is it really the little girl who fell in love with Yang Shoufu's family?

With a deep sigh, the thin middle-aged man looked at the moon above his head and sighed softly: "How can everything go as expected in this world?" ”

Mrs. Qi came out of the house and saw Qi Yushi in a daze outside the door, so she walked over and said to her husband, who had been together for more than 20 years in the wind and rain, "What's wrong?" ”

The man shook his head, "It's nothing, it's just that I suddenly changed from a child who was worried and anxious by my parents to a parent who was anxious about my children, and I felt a little emotional." ”

"Yes, it's been many years, Sanbao has slept, will I persuade him like this tomorrow? I'm afraid he won't listen! Mrs. Qi stood outside the door, and the old man in the house had already entered his room to rest, it was a distant family member of Qi Yushi, a middle-aged widow and a child, and Qi Yushi kindly found something to do in the house for him.

Qi Yushi sighed and said, "Don't listen? If you don't listen, let him go, the young man will always hit the south wall before turning back. ”

"What if?"

"How can there be so many in case, I think Yang Siyao's girl is not a fool, not to talk about whether she has this affection for Sanbao, even if she has it, she will refuse." After speaking, Qi Yushi closed the door and said to the woman: "Come with me." ”

The woman nodded, followed her husband and walked slowly in the moonlit silvery alley, looked at her husband in front of her and said, "When was the Three Treasures spoiled?" ”

The thin man said as he walked: "It's a little unimportant, but it's fate, who knows why I suddenly fell in love with the girl from Yang Shoufu's family?" Wasn't it still very disdainful before? ”

The husband and wife who have not even quarreled for so many years returned to Qi Mansion after a circle, and the uncle who guarded the door asked who it was, and Qi Yushi replied, such a house actually doesn't need any porter, if you want money or not, it's just a few things, and you will get into big trouble if you take it.

"You go to sleep."

Qi Yushi entered the courtyard and said to his wife, walked to the courtyard in front of his mother's house and knelt, Mrs. Qi did not persuade him, he still knows her husband's temperament, and today he missed hitting his mother, who gave birth to him, naturally it was uneasy.

The moonlight shone in the courtyard, and the thin middle-aged man knelt there like a wood carving, and when Qi Sanbao saw it when he got up at night, his resentment in his heart was even heavier, and he felt that his father was really pedantic.

Tonight's city garrison army is not strict with the city wall, one eye is closed, and it doesn't matter if someone turns in from outside the city, the people of the Divine Sword Sect bought more than a dozen carriages and countless urns from the city wall after entering the city.

By the way, the deputy head gave a few carriages to the soldiers left behind by the King of Liaodong, and then put the personnel and urns of the Shenjian Sect who died in battle on the carriage, and headed all the way to the southwest, where the Shenjian Sect was located.

Only the head of the house, Sun Qimiao, stayed, and Sun Qimiao hugged his fists at everyone and said: "Everyone, go first, I have some injuries, and I will rush over within ten days and eight days after I recuperate." ”

Everyone hugged their fists and said goodbye, although Sun Qimiao looked in good condition at this time, but everyone also knew that it just looked good, it was very dangerous to go on the road at this time, and as soon as the battle with the King of Liaodong was over, someone should come out to pick up the leak and end the Divine Sword Sect.

As long as Sun Qimiao is fine, then no one in the group of people of the Divine Sword Sect dares to do it easily, no matter how seriously injured they are, Sun Qimiao looked at the carriage in the distance, and then looked at the few soldiers who were still cleaning up the corpses on the side, he had nothing to say about the King of Liaodong.

This is the rivers and lakes, as long as it is not used as a means, then it is just life and death, it is not a big hatred, you kill me, I will kill you.

Sun Qi Temple was full of exhaustion after the battle, he knew that he had lost too much blood and needed to recuperate, he looked at the figure sitting under the tree with an iron can on his head, and crossed his fingers to make a sword, and the jar spread out to reveal the young man's face.

Zhang Ergongzi was frightened at first when he listened to the sound of fighting around him, and then the sound of the sword disappeared, and the sound of horses' hooves disappeared, and he heard the sound of burning firewood, and he almost peed his pants at that time, but fortunately, someone brought him to a cool place, and his head was covered in a jar, and the sound he heard was also buzzing, so he couldn't really hear what others said.

However, he can still distinguish the sound of the wheels of the carriage clearly, he is worried that everyone is far away, and no one will save him, so he frantically shouts for help, but the iron can is on his head, and he doesn't know if his cry for help can be transmitted, but he feels that his brain hurts.

After the carriage was gone, the surroundings were quiet, the boy was a little nervous, very worried that he would not be eaten by the passing wolves, he wanted to grope his way away, but he couldn't tell the direction, worried that the farther he went, the more dangerous it would be, so he planned to climb the tree and wait for dawn.

After dawn, there will be people walking on this official road, and he can be saved when the time comes, he hates that woman to death in his heart, looking at the fireworks that don't eat the world, he is even more ruthless than Yun Dagongzi, and he will kill himself if he doesn't agree.

Just as Zhang Ergongzi was constantly cursing the figure of the white-clothed Ruxue in his heart, his head suddenly relaxed, and he realized that the jar that imprisoned his head was loose, and the young man hurriedly looked up to see that an extremely fat old man was looking at him.

The young man immediately knew who had saved him, and hurriedly got up to thank him, but the old man didn't want to say much, pointed to the city wall and said lightly: "Can you go up yourself?" ”

Zhang Ergongzi shook his head and said that his physical condition at this time was really unable to go up, who knew that the old man actually said: "Since you can't go up, then wait for death below." ”

The young man watched the old man kick his feet after speaking, and the fat figure stepped directly onto the city wall after crossing hundreds of steps under the moonlight, and was speechless in his heart for a while, what is this called, if you don't want to take yourself up, just ask yourself what to do? The boy cursed, "I wish you to fall and eat when you go up to the city wall." ”

It seems that he was cursed by the young man, and after the wonderful old man crossed the city wall, he fell headlong, and the old man who sat up from the grass spat blood and began to meditate cross-legged, originally he planned to bring the unlucky ghost up, but temporarily found that his body was really unable to bear it, so he had to go alone.

If the king of Liaodong retreats a little later, he will explain here today, although no one over there is his opponent, but the tiger can't stand the wolves, and no matter how strong he is, he can't fight against so many masters.

Sun Qimiao meditated for a while and then hurried towards his own small building, the little donkey in front of the door had long disappeared, after pushing the door the old man saw the little donkey in the house, it was obvious that the poor young man was afraid of being stolen, so he ignored the smell and locked up in the house.

The young man lying on the counter slept Zhengxiang, Sun Qimiao's feet were very light, and he quietly walked over from the edge of the counter to the small room, he needed to go to his secret room to heal at this time, in order to avoid leaving blood stains all the way while walking, he had burned the blood-stained clothes with fire before he came back, and he was wearing a large bed sheet that came casually, and he left silver as compensation.

Sun Qimiao, who was walking, suddenly found that he was being pulled, he thought it was Zhao Fujin who woke up, but when he looked back, he found that it was this little donkey, and the little donkey rubbed his leg with his head very happily.

"You're a psychic." The old man reached out and touched the little donkey's head, and then approached the basement.

The boy outside the city wall climbed very slowly, the city wall was really a little high, and there was no one patrolling at this time, so he wanted to ask for help and no one could ask for help, so he could only climb up little by little, in order to prevent the enemy from climbing the wall very quickly when the city was attacked, so there was no big gap on the outside of the city wall that could be started.

At last, he climbed the city wall, but it was difficult to climb down, and after thinking for a long time, he remembered that there seemed to be a staircase not far from this direction, so he dragged his tired body to that side.

In his memory, a soldier saw him not far from the stairs, and after he blew up his identity, the soldier saw that his face was dirty, and found him some water to wash his face.

"Bastard."

Zhang Ergongzi didn't know which immoral person did this, he actually put the jar on his head, it was as vicious as the devil with a fairy spirit, his hand touched his face, the young man's face changed, and the blood on his hand was not ordinary.

The boy thought that he might have been frightened by the surrounding environment and didn't pay attention to it, seeing that he was going to be disfigured in this situation, the soldier on the side suggested that he might be able to save it by finding a doctor to apply medicine earlier, so he asked the soldier to borrow a horse and hurriedly ran home.

On the way, he saw a man, the man was dressed in black, and when he walked, his hand was behind his back, and the horse's tail flicked to the man when the young man rode by, so the man directly trotted and punched the horse to death, and then looked at the young man who retreated to the corner in horror and said, "How do you want to die?" ”

Zhang Ergongzi regretted a little why he came out to see the excitement today, the price was too great, and he hurriedly knelt down at the man's feet and begged for mercy, the man's eyes flashed with a strange light, looking at Zhang Ergongzi and said indifferently: "If you don't kill you, what can you do?" ”

"I, I'm ......" Looking at the man's increasingly cold face under the moonlight, the panicked young man desperately thought about his own value, and finally said loudly: "I, I don't seem to be very afraid of poison." ”

This time it was the man's turn to feel surprised, looking at the young man kowtowing on the ground, after thinking for a long time, he took out a small bottle from his arms, opened it and poured out a dozen small pills, and then stretched out his hand in front of the young man, "Eat them all, I'll see if you're lying." ”

Looking at so many pills, even the young man who did have some resistance to the poison shook his head and shrank back desperately, but the man didn't give him a chance to escape, pinched his chin with one hand, and then stuffed all the medicine into his mouth.

Seeing that the young man's face became more and more ugly, and even blood flowed from his eyes, ears, mouth, and nostrils, the man in black let go, it was Nangong Ji, who was known as the Dragon King of the Imperial Beast God Sect.

After Nangong Jian participated in the battle, he went around a big circle outside the city, and after confirming that no one was following him, he took off the mask on his face, and then changed his clothes and came back.

Nangong Ji squatted in front of the young man, watching the young man's breath sometimes manic and sometimes weak, constantly feeding the young man different drugs according to the young man's situation, and all the conditions of the young man seemed to be expected by this man known as the Dragon King.