As a person who aspires to use a halberd, how can he give up halfway?

Xia Guang tortured his soul.

Without thinking, he shook his head directly, and thanked the first beauty of the family who was named brother and sister, but in fact had no blood relationship and had read all the books.

"This time, your mention should be regarded as returning the matter of Wuhu Mountain, right?" Xia Guang didn't want to be involved.

Leaving the cliff, this time it is enough to relax.

When he reached the foot of the mountain, the old servant was still waiting for him.

"I met Huang Puxiang at the top of the mountain. ”

Xia Guang said the first sentence.

"Lao Huang, what is the Divine Horror Peerless Technique?"

Xia Guang smiled again and asked the second sentence.

The old servant was stunned.

Under the desolate cold mountain in winter, the old servant asked with a deep expression: "Did Miss Xiang tell anyone else?"

Xia Guang patted him on the shoulder: "Do you want to kill her?"

The old servant shook his head: "How so?"

Xia Guang laughed.

The old servant laughed too.

"Lao Huang, do you know that you can't lie?"

Lao Huang didn't hide it anymore, and said frankly: "Since the son knows it, and the old servant doesn't hide it from you, your practice is indeed the practice of the Great Shang Demon God, and this matter is very important, if I don't kill Miss Xiang, she only needs to tell others, and the son is in great trouble." ”

"Lao Huang, do you have any senior brothers?"

"Nope. ”

"Then where did you get this exercise?"

"Childe shouldn't have asked this question, because the old servant wouldn't answer it either. Lao Huang glanced at the young man deeply, "At least, not now." ”

"Lu Shaoji's division has been wiped out, Lao Huang, do you know? I see that the swordsmanship you played on Wuhu Mountain is very clever in killing, like mowing grass, this work has not been done before. ”

Lao Huang: ...

Xia Guang said again: "Huang Puxiang told me that she had a way to graft the follow-up second-grade exercises of this collapse force and let me practice an exercise that could be passed down to the fifth grade, but I refused. Lao Huang, do you know why?"

Lao Huang really doesn't know, it's just grafting exercises, this is extremely difficult, Miss Xiang can do it, it's really not easy, so he said softly: "Son, you shouldn't refuse, Miss Xiang is really good for you." ”

Xia Guang fell silent.

Lao Huang thought for a while and said, "Please forgive the old servant for talking too much, now that Gongzi knows about this matter, then you have three ways to go."

First, pretend not to know, stabilize the realm of a product, and wait until the foundation is solid, then the follow-up exercises will naturally come naturally.

The so-called non-sound is already a blockbuster, and that's it.

Second, didn't the Tang Gate invite you to go? Then you can go to Shuzhong, the mountain is high and the emperor is far away, and it takes nearly three months for the capital of Dashang to travel back and forth from Xichuan, and there is no obstacle to practicing this exercise in Shuzhong.

The third is to listen to Miss Huangpu's words and change the practice method, so that there will be no more troubles. ”

Three paths mean three different destinies, Lao Huang doesn't hide it, it is directly pointed out, and Xiao Gongzi only needs to choose.

But no matter which path he chooses, the old servant will be by his side until the end of the world.

No one knew what the young man was thinking, he patted the old servant on the shoulder, "I don't choose any of them, there are still two months, it is the day when the family gathers in the Sword Tomb, I'll go and see." ”

Lao Huang narrowed his eyes.

The young man got into the carriage, pondered for a while, lifted the curtain again, and told again: "Lao Huang, you can't be kind, and quietly kill the Huangpu girl." ”

The old servant was distracted, and he smiled.

"Don't laugh, swear to me. ”

Xia Guangzheng color road.

The old servant didn't want to swear, he wanted to kill, this kind of thing related to the safety of the son, and even related to the revival of the Great Zhou, how could he take it lightly?

Since Huang Puxiang recognized this exercise, she had to die, and there was no room for maneuver.

The son was affectionate and saved her with his own hands, so naturally he would not be willing to let her die.

It's dirty, though.

But isn't he a cold-blooded animal doing dirty things?

Raised by Da Zhou.

Raised by the Secret Guard.

Didn't you just want him to kill someone?

So Lao Huang said softly: "I swear." ”

As if sensing his thoughts, Xia Guang said: "In this way, Lao Huang, I also know that although you seem to be a sissy, your mind is not so easy to change, and I also know that you swear like a fart, and forget it when you turn your head." ”

Lao Huang didn't quibble, and smiled shyly.

For Childe to be able to gain insight into his essence, he nodded secretly in his heart, it seems that Childe has really grown up.

Once upon a time, he had made many vows.

But there is such a thing as an oath, the benevolent and the wise see the wise, and he never feels that the oath is to be kept.

In his heart, the oath was nothing but the language that paralyzed the enemy.

He believed others in a few words, and he deserved to die, so he killed people, and in the face of the other party's stunned gaze, there was always joy in his heart.

Xia Guang continued: "Two months later, I will go to the Sword Tomb, if I get the opportunity.

And this opportunity is big enough to support me, and I practice this terrifying peerless in the open, so you are really not allowed to kill Emperor Puxiang, how about it?"

Lao Huang couldn't understand what kind of opportunity could be so great.

He reminded softly: "Childe, Lu Shaoji is not a five-rank martial artist. ”

Xia Guang smiled: "But I'm just a first-class martial artist." ”

This strange conversation arose between the two.

The old servant nodded, "Then it will be as the son wants... On the day you go to the Sword Tomb, Lao Huang will stand at the foot of the mountain, watching, waiting for you to be favored by the destiny of heaven and shock the world. ”

Xia Guang responded: "Man will win the day." ”

A month later.

The Huangpu family selected five elite disciples, sat on five yellow and brown horses, carried four swords on their backs, and one held a Fang Tian painting halberd.

Leading the team was the second elder of the Huangpu family, and the people of this team of families waited in front of the city gate for a while.

In the distance, dust rises.

The group of the Murong family came on horseback and met in one place.

All the families would send five disciples to this Sword Tomb, and the Murong family was no exception.

This time, the leader of the team was a slightly wealthy man who seemed to be forever smiling, holding a long fan with an iron handle, named Murong He.

Among the five people who accompanied him, there was naturally Murong Xue, and there was also a man with a personable demeanor who had reached the rank of a third-grade martial artist, named Murong Shang.

As the horse approached, Murong glanced at the young man holding the halberd with a smile, arched his hand and said, "This is the little son of the Huangpu family, right? ”

There was a sharp knife hidden in his smile, and the sweeter and more enthusiastic it was, the faster the knife would be.

A group of twelve people left Gusu and went directly to the Sword Tomb.

The other nine people chatted hotly, after all, they were all disciples of the family, and they also had a lot of contacts on weekdays, and Murong He, the leader of the team, and the second elder were also chatting and laughing.

Only the young man quietly held his halberd and rode his horse, and the old servant who had changed into a stone blue cloak with a hood followed.

He wants to witness the miracle and witness what Childe said, "Man will conquer heaven."

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