Xia Qing shook his hand lightly, and said as if he didn't care: "Forget it, senior brother, we won't care about this." Xiaoxue, are you going with us?" Xia Qing turned to the white-clothed Jiang Yuexue beside him and asked.

"Thank you for your kindness, but forget it, I'm going to go to the closed country" Jiang Yuexue's eyes fell on the closed door to the country. Jiang Yuexue's slender white clothes dragged on the ground, looking extremely lonely. Her cold right hand touched the huge mahogany gate, "I'm going to take revenge, I'm going to find He Yu and them, I must stop their actions, this action will only make our brothers and sisters of the Ming clan die more."

As soon as Jiang Yuexue's words came out, Feng Baiyi and Xia Qing were really shocked, "What you said is true?"

Jiang Yuexue nodded slightly, and the expression on her face did not change at all. She was still standing in the corner, her voice was very flat, she turned around and walked to Feng Baiyi and Xia Qing's side, "I've already thought about it, Sister Xia Qing, the grace of dripping water should be repaid by the spring, and I will definitely repay you." Jiang Yuexue leaned her face closer to Feng Baiyi again, and said with a soft smile: "Little brother, I know I was wrong, I will definitely repay you well next time" The voice was closed lightly, Jiang Yuexue's footsteps were like glass, and she once again returned to the other side of the city gate on the east side of the pass.

Looking at the resolute expression on Jiang Yuexue's pale face, Feng Baiyi and Xia Qing knew that there was no point in dissuading Jiang Yuexue. So the two of them quickened their pace and followed Jiang Yuexue's side, watching Jiang Yuexue lift the bolt door wood and slowly push open the dusty city gate on both sides.

With the sound of the door opening with the dust rolled up, a burst of dust rolled up in front of Feng Baiyi and Xia Qing, and when the wind and dust dissipated, the figure of the beautiful girl in white had disappeared in front of Feng Baiyi and Xia Qing.

"Hey, it's hard for her" Xia Qing looked at the road vaguely in the dark, and said with some emotion.

Feng Baiyi took the initiative to take Xia Qing's soft little hand, after such a rescue operation, Feng Baiyi's hatred for Jiang Yuexue has also decreased a lot. On the contrary, Feng Baiyi admired Jiang Yuexue a little more. So he also said with emotion: "I hope we can see her in the future, I hope she can grow up at that time and let us marvel."

The two of them sighed for a while, and the east gradually became faintly white, and when the first rays of dawn shone on the earth, Xia Qing, who was standing beside Feng Baiyi, suddenly jumped with joy and said in a coquettish voice: "Okay, senior brother, let's go back to the bamboo forest!"

Seeing that Xia Qing seemed to have forgotten the strong responsibility and mission he was carrying, Feng Baiyi also felt very emotional in his heart. He couldn't help but hold Xia Qing's hand tightly, and the corners of his mouth hooked up with an endless gentle smile, "Okay, let's go back to the bamboo forest!"

The sun shines on the misty mountains, and when the clouds and smoke dissipate, the valley faintly outlines a courtyard with golden eaves, perhaps because of the soft sunlight, this courtyard is even more dazzling. Looking carefully, the rosewood plaque hanging outside the courtyard is inlaid with the four big characters of "Lu Pingjue's Mansion", and under the plaque is a red cinnabar gate that seems to have not been opened for a long time.

In the faint smoke, a young man with a golden crown and a golden robe slowly climbed up from the bottom of the mountain, and there were still many bruises on his face. When he walked around to the gate of the "Lu Pingjue Mansion", his face was suddenly printed with mixed feelings. He muttered to himself, "I'm finally back, it's been a few days."

As he stepped up the last few stone steps, a sharp exclamation suddenly came from behind him, and he couldn't help but be happy.

From the bottom of the stone steps, a waiter with a small horned hood hurriedly ran up, he rushed to the young man in the golden robe out of breath, bowed respectfully and said: "Young Master Lu Xing, you can be regarded as back, after the master heard about the accident of Yunsheng Juxian Tower, he sent people everywhere to desperately find your whereabouts. Now that you're back, go back quickly, my lord is very anxious now."

The young man in the golden robe was Lu Xing, the young master of the Golden Gun Lu family, who was originally going to win the top three in the Jiangnan Martial Arts Competition, but he never thought that since the Yunsheng Juxian Building "accidentally" caught fire and Liu Xun fell into madness, Lu Xing was targeted by the enemy. Originally, he relied on the power of his family and Liu Xun's blessing to run rampant everywhere, but when Liu Xun fell into madness, all the people who were originally dissatisfied with Lu Xing rushed out to beat him, and he had no real martial arts since he was a child. If it weren't for his fate, he would have died in the turmoil of Yunsheng Juxian Tower. Even so, Lu Xing was beaten badly, and now he dragged his injured body back home, and he vowed to collect the debt from his bullies.

Now that Lu Xing has not returned to the door, he happened to meet one of his father's personal servants on the road, which made Lu Xing feel extremely relieved. He hurriedly clenched the hands of the attendant in front of him, his expression extremely nervous, "My father knows what happened to me in Yunsheng Juxian Tower, did he say anything?"

The attendant in front of him led Lu Xing step by step, and when he was about to reach the door, the attendant said in a low voice: "Young Master Lu, don't hide it, the master seems to have said that if you really can't come back." Then he will follow you down to the Yellow Spring, young master, I believe you should understand what it means," a subtle smile crossed the squire's face.

A wisp of joy passed over Lu Xing's face, and as soon as he said this, Lu Xing knew that his father had not lost confidence in him because of his own mistakes. And if, according to what his father said, there should be no problem in inheriting his mantle by himself.

When Lu Xing thought about it, his mood became very good. So he said to the attendant beside him very gratefully: "On a certain successful day, I will never let down your hard work, you can rest assured"

The attendant didn't speak, just smiled faintly at Lu Xing. The two of them came to the door of Lu Pingjue's mansion in a blink of an eye, and the attendant walked up first and knocked lightly. He said in a deep voice: "Open the door, Young Master Lu is back!"

As the dusty door slowly opened, the head of a middle-aged butler with a small cloth hat came out of the door, this middle-aged butler was about fifty years old, "Young Master is back?" His voice looked a little surprised.

"Uncle Chen, I'm back, don't be harmed" Lu Xing's throat didn't know why the infarction was there, he walked slowly to the door and nodded lightly.

The middle-aged butler known as "Uncle Chen" opened the door to both sides and bowed down to welcome Lu Xing as he walked in. As he walked, he whispered: "Young master, don't hide it, the master told you that if you come back, I will take you to see him." Young master, you must remember not to talk nonsense. As soon as the butler's words fell, the two of them appeared in a very chicly decorated courtyard in the west of the Sihe. This small courtyard is a gorgeous courtyard made of granite and cyan stalactites, and Lu Xing's biological father, Lu Kang, lives here alone. No one in this small courtyard has ever dared to disturb him, except for Lu Xing and Lu Kang's nephew, no one can come to this small courtyard for no reason, even this "Uncle Chen" housekeeper has to inform him before he can see Lu Kang. Therefore, many of the Lu family's descendants are secretly discussing the reasons for the seclusion of the contemporary head of the family in private.

Uncle Chen took Lu Xing to the door of the slightly quiet small courtyard, and the housekeeper Uncle Chen stepped forward and knocked lightly, and shouted in a respectful tone to the small courtyard: "Master, I brought him when the young master is back, please open the door."

There was no response in the small courtyard, only a long silence. Uncle Chen and Lu Xing did not leave, they continued to wait in front of the door of the small courtyard. Because Uncle Chen knew that Lu Kang was there, but he often lost track of time recently because of his cultivation of a certain exercise.

Uncle Chen explained the cause and process of the incident to Lu Xing, who was standing beside him and waiting, with a slightly apologetic tone, Lu Xing was originally anxious and impatient, and after hearing Uncle Chen's explanation, he barely managed to bear the anxiety in his heart and continued to wait at the door. Uncle Chen kept knocking on the door gently.

After about half an hour, with the heavy sound of the door opening, an old man with a childish face walked out of it, this old man was dressed in a black cloak, and in his right hand he held a long spear with a golden tip and a silver handle, which was about the same height as the old man, and the old man held the golden spear in his right hand, and his face was filled with an indescribable smile.

This old man is the contemporary head of the Golden Gun Lu family, Lu Xing's father Lu Kang. When he opened the door, he saw Uncle Chen and his son, and the smile on his face instantly froze.

"Uncle Chen, please go to Ruocheng and ask the second brother to try his best to ensure the quality and safety of the weapons transported to Juecheng. Lu Kang first sent Uncle Chen, who came with his son, and when Uncle Chen bowed and left, Lu Kang beckoned his son to enter the small courtyard with him.

The small courtyard is planted with some uneven trees, and the trees planted in a circle surround a small stone table and four small stone benches, which is very quiet.

"Son, sit down," Walking into the quiet and cool shadow of the trees in the small courtyard, Lu Kang motioned for his son to sit down. And he sat on a stone bench opposite him.

At this time, the weather was close to November, and the climate was still slightly cold, and Lu Xing was not prepared to jump up directly by the cold of the stone bench at first.

A loud sound of "dong-" made Lu Xing frightened again, and when he looked up at his father, he found that Lu Kang was looking at him with an angry face, and it seemed that at this moment, Lu Xing suddenly felt a trace of ominous premonition.