"What did you just rub on?" Wei Bushu stood at the door of Jindu Mansion and glanced at his son irritably. Pen~Fun~Ge www.biquge.info Although he saw his son's aroused potential with his own eyes just now, in the soul array, Wei Bushu still couldn't tolerate Wei Wuxing being too far away from him.

"Nothing, urgency." Wei Wuxing followed everyone without leaving a trace, Kunlun walked in front coldly, he seemed to know the location of Old Man Ding better than Wuxing. He saw that Wuxing was looking at him all the way, and couldn't help but say, "You don't have to be surprised, I also calculated the location of this store in the second year of the Republic of China according to the geographical location of Du Yipin in Chengdu." ”

Wu Xing didn't say anything, he knew that he didn't want to ask this, Wu Xing only felt that his heartbeat was beating desperately in his chest, and just stabilizing his mind was enough to consume most of his energy.

After walking for a few minutes, the foursome came to the wine shop called "Du Yipin", I had come once before, and I was the first to lead the way for everyone, Kunlun walked behind him, it was a protective gesture.

Wu Xing forced himself not to think nonsense, he walked through the back hall and came to the edge of the dry well where he went down with Old Man Ding before, but Kunlun dragged him behind him: "Don't go, this hole has been destroyed." He pointed to a collapse not far away.

Wu Xing was a little dumbfounded, it was indeed above the cave where Wu Xing saw the seven-star copper kettle, so now there is no clue at all?

The four of them were silent, and Xiong Dama Jin Dao lay on the table of the tea shop, proposing: "Whoever is in charge of the ball, rest for a while." "Obviously exhausted.

Although Wei Bushu couldn't see that he was tired, the expression on his face was not as bright as before, he acquiesced to Xiong Wu's proposal, walked outside the store and sat on the steps alone, not knowing what he was thinking.

Wu Xing found a stool in the corner, and sat on it to make sure that there was no blood, although he closed his eyes like Xiong Wu to recuperate, but every moment in his head was spinning at high speed, since he saw the complete embroidered painting, he was completely unable to control his thoughts.

The appearance of the black-robed general resurfaced in front of him. He didn't wear armor, but his right hand pressed the Sen Han battle knife with the tiger-shaped hilt at his waist, and the aura of the man and the blade could make people feel empowered, making people easily think of the domineering spirit of a general and the majesty of a king. It's just that the eyebrows flew into the sideburns, and the eyes were like starry faces, but they were exactly the same as the Kunlun in front of them. If it weren't for the hint of gentleness in the person's demeanor, and the momentary stillness when he raised his eyes. Wei Wuxing even thought that the person on the painting was Kunlun Wuji.

No, that's definitely not Kunlun, I've known Kunlun for so long, his eyes have always been cold, his whole person is simply an iceberg, he definitely can't have that kind of eyes and demeanor, and the times in the painting are different, and the clothes of the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period set off the familiar face and didn't violate it at all.

What is the only explanation? Is that drawing fake? So how do you explain the thousands of troops that appear outside the house? But if the sketch is true, what about the draft of the Seven Tales General on Wei Bushu's body?

"Why don't you ask me." Kunlun didn't know when he sat down next to Wu Xing and asked him in a very low voice.

Wu Xing hurriedly retracted his mind, but he had already exposed his mentality, he subconsciously bit his lower lip, and stared at Kunlun for a moment, so that he was more similar to the person in the painting.

"What does Senior Brother want me to ask?" Wu Xing lowered his voice to make sure that Xiong Wu, who was snoring, and Wei Bushu, who was outside the door, could not hear it.

Kunlun saw that his eyes were trembling slightly with his words, there was no suspicion or fear, as if he was a child who was anxiously waiting for an answer: "I will tell you the truth in the future, and now if you ask me, I may lie to you, I don't like to lie to people very much." ”

Kunlun's tone was light, and he saw that Wu Xing unconsciously puffed out his cheeks after hearing this, and his eyes were annoyed but he didn't dare to vent, and he only felt funny. "Actually, I don't know all the truth, and when I find out the results, I'll tell you by the way."

Wu Xing's heart was a little looser, indeed, his senior brother only found this embroidery painting when he entered the battle last time, and the time point was only more than a week earlier than himself, maybe he also wanted to know why.

But it's one thing to be loose, it's another to be angry, "Why did you let me destroy the embroidery?" ”

Kunlun sat down beside him, closed his eyes and concentrated: "I have been with the master for more than seven years, and I have always been behind him on the left side of the road, no matter whether I pause or lag behind, he can be the first to notice, this is the tacit understanding that we have produced after fighting side by side for many years, you are different, he has not really adapted to you, so he does not have that instinct." ”

Wu Xing paused, he knew that what Kunlun said was the truth, which was traceable in his gestures, but Wu Xing still did not give up: "Aren't you afraid that I will doubt you?" ”

"I'm afraid, but I'm more afraid of being suspected by my grandfather." At this time, he didn't call Wei Bushu Master, but called "Shengye".

The brilliance in his eyes was like a thousand-foot deep pool, and Wu Xing was shaken by the look in his eyes, "You don't have to be afraid, even if I doubt myself, I may not doubt you." ”

Wu Xing is a little negative, he actually hates his bottomless trust in Kunlun, just like as long as Kunlun is there, Wu Xing will not worry about his death at all.

When his younger brother asked him in his childhood, "If your father is a murderer, do you still recognize him", we will not shy away from asking "Isn't my father still a murderer?" ”。 Everything is so taken for granted, and Kunlun is the same, I have long stood in Kunlun's position as a matter of course, otherwise I would not subconsciously cut the face on the embroidery painting.

"Stop" Wei Bushu suddenly scolded outside the door, Wu Xing's thoughts were interrupted, and at the same time, the person sitting next to him had already jumped out like an arrow.

Xiong Wu was still snoring one second ago, but the next second he had already turned over and jumped up, and stepped out of the door, "What's wrong?" ”

I was dumbfounded, and ran out with hindsight. saw Wei Bushu turn out of the alley empty-handed.

Xiong Wu asked, "Who is it?" ”

"Woman!" Wei Bushu took a sip, as if he was in bad luck.

Wu Xing hurriedly asked, "What about people?" ”

Xiong Wu smiled and said, "There is no one that your senior brother can't catch up, just wait." ”

Wu Xing blinked his eyes and looked at his father incredulously: "You're too lazy, aren't you?" It's better for two people to chase than to chase one person. ”

Wei Bushu glanced at him, and snorted with displeasure on his face, "What do you know, your senior brother usually has little contact with women, and I am giving him a chance." ”

As soon as the words fell, a red figure was suddenly thrown into the open space in front of them, and Kunlun then walked over, but it was ten meters away.

Wu Xing wiped a handful of cold sweat, gave his father a thumbs up, and sighed: My senior brother really has little contact with women.