In the center of Zhige City, it is the place where the city lord's mansion of Zhige City is located, in a courtyard in the mansion, a man with a broken arm stands in the courtyard with his eyes closed, looking like he is in his fifties, carrying a long object on his back, completely wrapped in a cloth bag, and can only guess from the outline that it is a gun or a stick. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

A butterfly on the flowers and plants next to it left the flower, danced in the air, and slowly approached the man, and the butterfly instantly turned into powder while lightly touching the cloth bag behind the man's back.

At this time, an old man walked in from outside the courtyard, dressed in civilian clothes, although his hair was gray, the wrinkles on his face were clearly visible, and his eyes were blazing.

I saw the old man walk up to the man with the broken arm and say softly: "Old friend, you can't control yourself anymore." ”

The man's closed eyes suddenly opened, and his eyes were about to exude true qi, and the courtyard was about to burn like a fire in an instant. The man slowly closed his eyes again, and the courtyard regained its calm, and said: "It's been fifteen years, I haven't made a single move in fifteen years, and now I only have one move left, just to meet him one day." But it's not enough, I can clearly recognize that this kind of power can't hurt him at all, and even I am not as good as the Ziyang Zhenren fifteen years ago. ”

The old man patted the man's shoulder: "You, you really have to be strong, but you should be clear about your body, you have a chance to raise a trick in fifteen years, and your life is running out." ”

The man was silent for a moment and said, "General, I think, I'm leaving here." I'd like to go out and look for a look, see if there's any chance to improve this move, and it's almost out of control, maybe this is the last time I'll see the general. ”

The old man slowly sat down on the tea chair, closed his eyes and pondered for a while: "Okay, let me make tea for you one last time, I left you back in the hope that you can let go of hatred and save your life, I don't know if you would have been another choice if you hadn't been left at that time." ”

After the old man finished speaking, he immersed himself for a while and then spoke: "Haha, I always think too much when I get old, I'll make you tea." ”

As the man with the broken arm slowly sat opposite the old man, the old man had already made tea: "Old friend, cherish." ”

After the old man finished speaking, a military guard ran in from outside and knelt down on one knee: "Report! Old general, Miss Cousin is visiting." ”

After the old man listened, he shouted at the military guards with a red light on his face: "What to report, why don't you let Miss Biao come in quickly, how can you stop the outside." “

"Yes, old general. ”

The old man smiled a few times at the man across the table: "The little girl is here, you haven't seen her for a long time, let's go, go out and meet my little girl." As soon as the old man finished speaking, he heard "Grandpa, grandpa", and then saw a young girl instantly throw herself into her arms and cry loudly.

The old man gently patted the back of the girl in his arms: "Don't cry, don't cry." My little Xiaoyi, who bullied you, tell grandpa! Whoever dares to bully my little girl, I will beat him to death, is it that Ning Xuyao again. "It turns out that this old man is the city lord of Zhige City, Ye Xiaoyi's grandfather, Wu Qiuyue.

Ye Xiaoyi, who was in Wu Qiuyue's arms, cried louder and louder. Wu Qiuyue pulled Ye Xiaoyi up and gently wiped away her tears with her old hand: "There is a grandfather, say it slowly, what's going on." ”

At this time, Ye Xiao, who was standing in front, said: "Old man, the Ye family, there is no more." Xiaoyi's father and mother also passed away. She was chased and killed by the Canglan League, and she escaped only when she reached the range of Zhige City. ”

Wu Qiuyue heard the voice and slowly raised her head to look, Ye Xiaoyi had been crying just now, and he hadn't noticed that there was someone following Ye Xiaoyi in. At a glance, it was a young man who was slightly older than Ye Xiaoyi, his face was immature, but he had a temperament that was different from ordinary people, this feeling he only felt from his old friends, son-in-law Ye Guyun, Ziyang Zhenren, etc., after seeing the long sword in the young man's hand, and looking at the granddaughter who had fled intact, he seemed to understand a little.

Wu Qiuyue asked suspiciously: "It stands to reason that as long as I live, Mercy Tiger will not touch anyone related to me, has anything happened to him?"

While Wu Qiuyue was observing Ye Xiao, Ye Xiaoyi in her arms slowly stopped crying, and said angrily: "It's not a pitiful tiger! It's a cunning fox, on the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, they killed the Ye family, my father and mother died, only me, my brother, and my uncle escaped." At the mention of the word cunning fox, the bloodthirsty gaze in Ye Xiaoyi's eyes suddenly flashed.

After the man with the broken arm sitting next to him heard the words Canglan Alliance and Pity Tiger, the wrapped thing on his back vibrate, instantly shattering the wrapped cloth, and then leaking out a silver spear, the spear seemed to break free, and the spear was fully displayed, with the aura of destruction wanting to destroy everything around him.

The man with the broken arm held the silver spear tightly with one hand, seeing that the silver spear was about to break free, a sword roar sounded, and he saw the Mingfeng sword in Ye Xiao's hand detached from the scabbard, and with the sound of the sword, the entire courtyard was filled with sword intent and the destruction intent emitted by the gun.

Ye Xiao snorted coldly and said, "Mingfeng! I'm playing, I don't have any wine to drink." Mingfeng, who was out of the scabbard, heard the sound, a long roar, and the sword intent around it converged on the sword body, and pressed it with all its strength like a silver spear, and the silver spear was under the double pressure of the master and the Mingfeng sword, and slowly quieted down.

The man with the broken arm wrapped the silver spear again and said to Ye Xiao, "Thank you, little brother." ”

Ye Xiao clasped his fists and saluted, and said to the man with the broken arm: "I'm sorry, this senior, Ming Feng always wants to learn from a master when he meets a master, hey, I don't know who I learned this stinky temper with." In Xia Ye Xiao, I don't know if my predecessors have time, take a moment to learn a few tricks from me. ”

The man with the broken arm sighed softly and said slowly: "It's a pity, I only have one chance left, but the little brother wants to learn but it's fifteen years late." “

At this time, Ye Xiaoyi got up and said to the man with the broken arm: "Grandpa Lin, don't pay attention to him, he! Wu Qiuyue and the man with the broken arm laughed when they heard this. When Ye Xiao heard this evaluation, he could only touch his nose in embarrassment.

Then Ye Xiaoyi ran over and pulled Ye Xiao and said, "Praise you for being amazing! Then he said to Wu Qiuyue: "Grandpa, let me introduce you." “

Then he pointed at Ye Xiao and said: "This is the big stupid Ye Xiao, it is Brother Ye who protects me all the way, so that I can get to Zhige City safely." After saying that, she was shy.

He said to Ye Xiao again: "These two are my wise and martial general's grandfather Wu Qiuyue. And the cool, cool Grandpa Lin Xiaoyue. When several people heard these introductions, their expressions were tasteful, and only they understood.

After this episode, Ye Xiaoyi's mood gradually improved, pulled Ye Xiao to sit down, and drank tea with the two old men.