As the maple leaves were piled up on the ground, the poor tiger slowly fell, and walked towards Wu Qiuyue's grave step by step, the eyes were only on the grave that had not been completely buried, and the people around him seemed to be dead things. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Ye Xiao was in the position next to the grave, and saw the poor tiger coming step by step, getting closer and closer to him.

In an instant, the poor tiger had already arrived in front of Ye Xiao.

Ye Xiao saw that Lianhu stopped in front of him, and saw Lianhu open his mouth and say: "The sword that wins, the one who wins." "With that, he continued to walk on.

Ye Xiao looked at the back of the red-robed body, and suddenly asked, "Can I beat you?"

In the eyes of Zhonggou, the owner, who had not had a little emotion for many years, suddenly laughed: "Haha, yes." ”

After hearing this, Ye Xiao closed his eyes and thought for a while, and asked again: "Then can my sword win?"

Lianhu listened to it for a while, and turned to look at the young man behind him, dressed in leather and looking young and refined, and his long hair tied up at random with fine hemp rope was the same as most people in the rivers and lakes. Like every wine lover, the most delicate thing on your body must be a flask.

Pity Hu's eyes slowly moved to the young man's sword, is he also a sword cultivator like himself, but unfortunately he was born too late, if he was born in the same period as himself, would there be another myth.....? Then he quickly shook his head, did he not think about things for too long, so easy to get distracted. Thinking about it, looking at the young man's face, it was indeed the same as the voice, and he was a very young person.

Ye Xiao saw Lianhu turn around to look at him, and immediately stared at Lianhu, and in an instant, the two looked at each other.

After Lianhu saw Ye Xiao's eyes, a smile leaked from his face under the mask, but unfortunately no one could see it.

Ye Xiao saw the joy of the tiger in his eyes, and the hand holding the sword tightened a little: "Can you win?

"No, you can't. After saying that, the tiger turned and walked towards the grave.

Ye Xiao took a deep breath and finally asked a question: "Then when will my sword be able to defeat your sword." ”

Obviously, he had only walked a few steps, but the back of the poor tiger in Ye Xiao's eyes was getting farther and farther away, and a voice slowly came: "My sword!" will not be defeated. Ye Xiao fell into deep thought after hearing this.

Ye Xiaoyi behind her, from the moment Pian Hu stopped, to Ye Xiao's opening to ask various questions, and then Pian Hu turned around and talked to Ye Xiao. The whole heart was like heaven and hell, and it took a long time to relax and pull Ye Xiao and said, "Brother Ye, I'm scared to death, don't you know who he is." ”

Ye Xiao gently touched Ye Xiaoyi's head and replied: "I know, he is a poor tiger, the strongest person in the world, and it is because of him that I asked him." ”

"Aren't you afraid that he will pull out his sword and cut us like turnips, he is a big devil. I don't know when I can take revenge, and when I haven't seen him, I still think about having a chance to take revenge, and I don't know how to take revenge after seeing him. Ye Xiaoyi patted her chest as she spoke, indicating that she was frightened.

Then Ye Xiaoyi opened her mouth again and asked, "Brother Ye, I don't understand what you just said, can you explain it." Why did he first say that you can win against him, and then he said that his sword will not be defeated, and you can't win...... Completely confused, I can't say it clearly, let alone understand it. ”

Ye Xiao listened and chuckled a few times: "Hahaha, do you remember what he said when he walked past me?"

"Of course I remember!" He said, the sword that wins, the one who wins, the self that used to be? You don't think I'm so stupid! Saying that, Xiao Fan Fist gave Ye Xiao a punch.

Ye Xiao took a deep breath and said in a straight voice: "This sentence is saying that I am the same as he was when I was young, for the sake of victory, for fame and fortune, or for the sake of enmity and hatred. ”

"Ah, is enmity also considered a victory?" Ye Xiaoyi was even more confused when she heard this.

Ye Xiao listened and looked at the pity tiger in front of him, and said: "Yes, hatred is also a kind of struggle, and there must be winners and losers after all." ”

Ye Xiaoyi thought for a while and nodded as if she didn't understand, and asked again like a little girl who had never been out of the house: "Then what does your next question and his answer mean?"

"I wanted to know why he was using a sword now, so I asked him, can I beat you?"

"Then he replied that you can beat him, do you know why he used the sword?"

"I don't know, but I already know that his sword has long been out of contention, and all wins and losses don't matter to him anymore, that's why he answers like this. As he said, I am just who I used to be. ”

After Ye Xiao answered, he paused for a few moments, his eyes became a little more determined, and he spoke again: "The two questions asked later are actually asking him, when will I be able to let him use his sword." If he had thought I was worthy of his sword, perhaps the answer would have been different. But with his last words, I could hear what kind of person he was. ”

The more Ye Xiaoyi listened, the more confused she became, she shook her head and stopped thinking about it, and asked, "Although I don't know what you're talking about, it seems to be very powerful." So what kind of person is he? ”

Hearing Ye Xiaoyi's words, Ye Xiao let out a long whistle in his hand, and Ye Xiao said: "He is an invincible person! Only an invincible person can have an undefeated sword." ”

"Oh my God, then I can't get revenge. Hearing Ye Xiao's words, Ye Xiaoyi was instantly deflated.

Ye Xiao gently pinched Ye Xiaoyi's nose and said, "Don't worry, my sword will definitely be able to win his sword!"

"Phew, you just said that others are invincible, and you said that you can win. Isn't it just a different way to praise yourself, and you are not ashamed. ”

"Hahaha......"

In the hearty laughter, the tiger has come to the grave, and the tiger looks at the coffin in front of him, which has not been completely covered, and his thoughts return to a long time ago.

"Uncle, are you awake, are you feeling better?" A hearty childish voice woke the tiger from the nightmare, and when he looked around, he found himself in an ordinary people's home.

Following the sound, I saw two men, one big and one small, presumably a father and son, the man was the same age as himself, and the child was a few years old. It should have been them who saved themselves, thinking about getting up and thanking them, but they couldn't use any strength.

"Haha, big brother, you can't move yet, you need to rest more. You fainted in the woods from hunger, and it was Xiao Qiuyue who found you, so we brought you back. As he spoke, he touched his son's head dotingly.

The boy who was called Xiao Qiuyue by the man smiled at the tiger and said, "Uncle, my name is Wu Qiuyue. What is your name, where do you come from, my father said that the clothes you wear are also the children of rich and noble families, is that you have read a lot of books, can you teach me? ”

When the man heard this, he gave Wu Qiuyue a slap 'rude', and said apologetically to the merciful tiger: "I'm sorry, big brother." Children always like to ask this and that. But I also want to ask what the big brother is called, can you say it, and it's usually easy to call you. ”

After speaking, he touched his head again, and said in embarrassment: "My name is Wuda, because I am the largest in the family." Then he pointed to his son: "This little rabbit cub was named by a teacher I met before. ”

Lianhu looked at the two of them, recalled in his heart that he had touched his child's head like this, and said with a soft smile: "Brother Wu, I can't remember my name anymore." Just call me a poor tiger. ”

Chapter 65 - Wu Qiuyue

As the maple leaves were piled up on the ground, the poor tiger slowly fell, and walked towards Wu Qiuyue's grave step by step, the eyes were only on the grave that had not been completely buried, and the people around him seemed to be dead things.

Ye Xiao was in the position next to the grave, and saw the poor tiger coming step by step, getting closer and closer to him.

In an instant, the poor tiger had already arrived in front of Ye Xiao.

Ye Xiao saw that Lianhu stopped in front of him, and saw Lianhu open his mouth and say: "The sword that wins, the one who wins." "With that, he continued to walk on.

Ye Xiao looked at the back of the red-robed body, and suddenly asked, "Can I beat you?"

In the eyes of Zhonggou, the owner, who had not had a little emotion for many years, suddenly laughed: "Haha, yes." ”

After hearing this, Ye Xiao closed his eyes and thought for a while, and asked again: "Then can my sword win?"

Lianhu listened to it for a while, and turned to look at the young man behind him, dressed in leather and looking young and refined, and his long hair tied up at random with fine hemp rope was the same as most people in the rivers and lakes. Like every wine lover, the most delicate thing on your body must be a flask.

Pity Hu's eyes slowly moved to the young man's sword, is he also a sword cultivator like himself, but unfortunately he was born too late, if he was born in the same period as himself, would there be another myth.....? Then he quickly shook his head, did he not think about things for too long, so easy to get distracted. Thinking about it, looking at the young man's face, it was indeed the same as the voice, and he was a very young person.

Ye Xiao saw Lianhu turn around to look at him, and immediately stared at Lianhu, and in an instant, the two looked at each other.

After Lianhu saw Ye Xiao's eyes, a smile leaked from his face under the mask, but unfortunately no one could see it.

Ye Xiao saw the joy of the tiger in his eyes, and the hand holding the sword tightened a little: "Can you win?

"No, you can't. After saying that, the tiger turned and walked towards the grave.

Ye Xiao took a deep breath and finally asked a question: "Then when will my sword be able to defeat your sword." ”

Obviously, he had only walked a few steps, but the back of the poor tiger in Ye Xiao's eyes was getting farther and farther away, and a voice slowly came: "My sword!" will not be defeated. Ye Xiao fell into deep thought after hearing this.

Ye Xiaoyi behind her, from the moment Pian Hu stopped, to Ye Xiao's opening to ask various questions, and then Pian Hu turned around and talked to Ye Xiao. The whole heart was like heaven and hell, and it took a long time to relax and pull Ye Xiao and said, "Brother Ye, I'm scared to death, don't you know who he is." ”

Ye Xiao gently touched Ye Xiaoyi's head and replied: "I know, he is a poor tiger, the strongest person in the world, and it is because of him that I asked him." ”

"Aren't you afraid that he will pull out his sword and cut us like turnips, he is a big devil. I don't know when I can take revenge, and when I haven't seen him, I still think about having a chance to take revenge, and I don't know how to take revenge after seeing him. Ye Xiaoyi patted her chest as she spoke, indicating that she was frightened.

Then Ye Xiaoyi opened her mouth again and asked, "Brother Ye, I don't understand what you just said, can you explain it." Why did he first say that you can win against him, and then he said that his sword will not be defeated, and you can't win...... Completely confused, I can't say it clearly, let alone understand it. ”

Ye Xiao listened and chuckled a few times: "Hahaha, do you remember what he said when he walked past me?"

"Of course I remember!" He said, the sword that wins, the one who wins, the self that used to be? You don't think I'm so stupid! Saying that, Xiao Fan Fist gave Ye Xiao a punch.

Ye Xiao took a deep breath and said in a straight voice: "This sentence is saying that I am the same as he was when I was young, for the sake of victory, for fame and fortune, or for the sake of enmity and hatred. ”

"Ah, is enmity also considered a victory?" Ye Xiaoyi was even more confused when she heard this.

Ye Xiao listened and looked at the pity tiger in front of him, and said: "Yes, hatred is also a kind of struggle, and there must be winners and losers after all." ”

Ye Xiaoyi thought for a while and nodded as if she didn't understand, and asked again like a little girl who had never been out of the house: "Then what does your next question and his answer mean?"

"I wanted to know why he was using a sword now, so I asked him, can I beat you?"

"Then he replied that you can beat him, do you know why he used the sword?"

"I don't know, but I already know that his sword has long been out of contention, and all wins and losses don't matter to him anymore, that's why he answers like this. As he said, I am just who I used to be. ”

After Ye Xiao answered, he paused for a few moments, his eyes became a little more determined, and he spoke again: "The two questions asked later are actually asking him, when will I be able to let him use his sword." If he had thought I was worthy of his sword, perhaps the answer would have been different. But with his last words, I could hear what kind of person he was. ”

The more Ye Xiaoyi listened, the more confused she became, she shook her head and stopped thinking about it, and asked, "Although I don't know what you're talking about, it seems to be very powerful." So what kind of person is he? ”

Hearing Ye Xiaoyi's words, Ye Xiao let out a long whistle in his hand, and Ye Xiao said: "He is an invincible person! Only an invincible person can have an undefeated sword." ”

"Oh my God, then I can't get revenge. Hearing Ye Xiao's words, Ye Xiaoyi was instantly deflated.

Ye Xiao gently pinched Ye Xiaoyi's nose and said, "Don't worry, my sword will definitely be able to win his sword!"

"Phew, you just said that others are invincible, and you said that you can win. Isn't it just a different way to praise yourself, and you are not ashamed. ”

"Hahaha......"

In the hearty laughter, the tiger has come to the grave, and the tiger looks at the coffin in front of him, which has not been completely covered, and his thoughts return to a long time ago.

"Uncle, are you awake, are you feeling better?" A hearty childish voice woke the tiger from the nightmare, and when he looked around, he found himself in an ordinary people's home.

Following the sound, I saw two men, one big and one small, presumably a father and son, the man was the same age as himself, and the child was a few years old. It should have been them who saved themselves, thinking about getting up and thanking them, but they couldn't use any strength.

"Haha, big brother, you can't move yet, you need to rest more. You fainted in the woods from hunger, and it was Xiao Qiuyue who found you, so we brought you back. As he spoke, he touched his son's head dotingly.

The boy who was called Xiao Qiuyue by the man smiled at the tiger and said, "Uncle, my name is Wu Qiuyue. What is your name, where do you come from, my father said that the clothes you wear are also the children of rich and noble families, is that you have read a lot of books, can you teach me? ”

When the man heard this, he gave Wu Qiuyue a slap 'rude', and said apologetically to the merciful tiger: "I'm sorry, big brother." Children always like to ask this and that. But I also want to ask what the big brother is called, can you say it, and it's usually easy to call you. ”

After speaking, he touched his head again, and said in embarrassment: "My name is Wuda, because I am the largest in the family." Then he pointed to his son: "This little rabbit cub was named by a teacher I met before. ”

Lianhu looked at the two of them, recalled in his heart that he had touched his child's head like this, and said with a soft smile: "Brother Wu, I can't remember my name anymore." Just call me a poor tiger. ”