There was a light rain in the sky, and the Kui Xing Tower had turned into a huge vase, filled with lotus flowers.

Ling Luo and Wen Xiaoyu silently returned to Kuixing's downstairs, and the two of them deliberately kept a distance of three meters, although they were in the same step, they did not communicate at all. Because they were afraid of being discovered by others, they both had a tacit understanding to avoid even eye contact, and deliberately acted like strangers were strangers than strangers.

Qian Shishi took almost half of the villagers with him, but half of them were willing to stay. Ling Luo's husband, Qian Shichuan, was directing the villagers to drive piles, apparently to build a defensive walled city. Seeing Ling Luo coming, Qian Shichuan's eyes lit up in an instant—flash eyes. But he soon saw Wen Xiaoyu, his eyebrows were quickly lowered, and the tiny blood vessels on the whites of his eyes bulged all of a sudden.

Ling Luo saw her husband's anger and hurriedly walked over to comfort him on the shoulder. But Qian Shichuan still glared at Wen Xiaoyu angrily.

Although Wen Xiaoyu has martial arts, he is ashamed of his heart, and he doesn't dare to look directly at Qian Shichuan. Wen Xiaoyu avoided Qian Shichuan's eyes, so she whistled relaxed and pretended to be looking at the surrounding scenery.

"Oh," Ling Luo said coquettishly, "This Wen Xiaoyu is a martial artist, husband, you should get to know him, maybe you can ask someone to help you in the future." ”

Qian Shichuan lowered his head and sighed softly, and when he raised his head, his face was already full of that formulaic smile, "It's a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Wen." "What else can I do with ten strings of money? I can't bear my wife, and I can't beat a third party, so I can only greet each other with a smile.

Wen Xiaoyu clenched his fists and said: "Brother is polite, if you encounter something in Binjiang, it is useful for you to report my name." If you have something, you just need to say it. This sentence is affectionate on the surface, but in fact, it implies a threat, and the meaning is roughly: I have a big face and a wide range of friends, and you can endure it yourself if something goes wrong.

Qian Shichuan held back his anger and said, "It's just right, Mr. Zou Yan asked us to get a fortification to guard the Kuixing Tower, isn't this piling?" Why don't you help us drive the piles? ”

Don't look at Wen Xiaoyuheng, but he usually serves two people: one is Ren Qiuling, who never dares to say anything in front of Ren Qiuling; The other is Zou Yan, in front of Zou Yan, he didn't dare to take a breath. Hearing that it was Zou Yan's order, he didn't dare to say a word, silently took off his flower shirt and tied it to his waist, he walked to the simple scaffolding and climbed up.

Wen Xiaoyu is practicing martial arts, and her tendons and flesh are really not covered, and she naturally has a kind of power. The master who had been striking the stakes with a wooden hammer on the scaffold saw him coming, and without saying a word, jumped off the scaffolding and gave him the work he was doing.

Qian Shichuan looked at Wen Xiaoyu's swaggering appearance, and he could shoot a small flying knife in his eyes.

Even with his back to Qian Shiquan, Wen Xiaoyu could still feel his hostility, and he silently raised his tangled right hand and opened his five fingers to the stake. At this time, he stood on a high place, silhouetted by the skylight, but as soon as his majestic figure raised his hand, he had a thousand momentum.

Ling Luo squinted his eyes slightly and looked at Wen Xiaoyu's figure, and praised in his heart: "This is the real man!" ”

Qian Shichuan glanced at Ling Luo and then at Wen Xiaoyu, he couldn't help but be extremely depressed, his eyes were hot, and he couldn't stop his tears anymore, so he could only bow his head silently, so as not to let people see that he was crying with jealousy.

"Hey!" Wen Xiaoyu roared angrily, and slapped the top of the stake with a palm with the momentum of wind and thunder. The stake was inserted into the dead loess, and the previous master struck it with a big wooden hammer for half an hour, but only knocked it half a foot deep. Wen Xiaoyu palmed down, "Knock! The earth shook, and everyone was startled. Looking at it again, the stake was slapped by him and sunk into the ground more than a meter. What a good kung fu!

"Bang Bang!" All the remaining villagers applauded, and some men cheered loudly. That's sincere admiration, and there is absolutely no hypocrisy.

Qian Shichuan's face was even more unbearable, he separated the crowd, walked under the scaffolding, and looked up at Wen Xiaoyu.

Wen Xiaoyu lowered her head and looked at Qian Shichuan coldly while moving her wrist.

Qian Shichuan was already cowardly, but when he was glared at by Wen Xiaoyu, he immediately shuddered, and even quickly put away his anger, and said with a forced smile: "Brother Wen is really good, so that the progress of our construction of the fortifications can be much faster." ”

People greeted each other with smiles, and Wen Xiaoyu also accepted it when she saw it, "It's okay, it's okay, I learned something new yesterday, and I just happened to practice my hands - I took care of the piling work!" ”

The crowd applauded. Outside the crowd, Ling Luo looked at her husband coldly, only feeling that this man was pitiful and hateful, and he didn't look like a man at all. Seriously, after all, he has lived with Qian Shichuan for so many years, if Qian Shichuan really had a conflict with Wen Xiaoyu, Ling Luo would still help her husband. It's a pity that the husband is a soft egg, and others play with his wife, and he doesn't even dare to say a word of anger. With such a man, Ling Luo was really disappointed.

Just looking at it, suddenly a woman covered in blood stumbled out of the Kuixing Tower. She clutched a dirty iron rod tightly in her hand, as if she were holding some kind of treasure. Before she came out of the Kuixing Tower, she slipped under her feet and fell to the ground by the blood on her own feet.

Ling Luo screamed: "Lu Ting! The white light flew over and picked up Lu Ting.

Lu Ting raised the iron rod in his hand and smiled weakly and happily: "Master, I found the Inquiry Sword, you let me return to the master's door!" ”

Ling Luo burst into tears, although he used the excuse of asking for love sword when he drove Lu Ting away, but the real reason was that Lu Ting, the little girl, was too upright and completely unaccustomed to what she did. It's no wonder that Lu Ting was a member of the disciplinary committee of the class before learning swordsmanship with Ling Luo, and he had always carried that shelf. Ling Luo taught her the art of sword control, and she also wanted to teach Ling Luo truth, goodness and beauty.

Ling Luo glanced at the iron rod, she also knew a lot about the tricks on the rivers and lakes, this was obviously a method of mixing raw lacquer with firewood ash and painting it on the sword to disguise it as a pig iron rod, although it could deceive ordinary people, but how could it deceive Ling Luo?

"Humph! Qian Wenda's dead thing, it's really ruthless! Not only did he hide the sword so well, but he also installed a mechanism in the tomb. Hundreds of years later, Ling Luo mentioned Qian Wenda's name again, still full of hatred.

At that time, it was the Song Dynasty, and Ling Luo, who had learned swordsmanship, had just come out of the rivers and lakes and increased his knowledge. On the banks of the Qinhuai River, she met Qian Wenda, a tea merchant. Qian Wen Daduo is golden and affectionate, and he stalks Ling Luo to death. Ling Luo was also an innocent girl at the beginning, but she was quickly dazed by the offensive of money and love, and she really fell in love with Qian Wenda.

After the two fell in love for six months, Ling Luo learned that Qian Wenda still had a wife in his hometown. She also cried and fussed like ordinary girls, shouting to kill Qian Wenda's original partner. As a result, Qian Wenda was scared, stole the sword of Lingluo Shimen's inheritance, and quietly returned to his hometown.

When Ling Luo looked for it, the family had disappeared and didn't know where to hide.

Ling Luo chose revenge, and she began to maneuver between different men. She thought that if Qian Wenda heard that she was famous, she would definitely be sad and sad.

It's a pity that hundreds of years have passed, and she finally discovered the truth, it turns out that Qian Wenda has been guarding herself. He hid in the small mountain village of Xinmen Village, repaired his tomb under Kuixing Tower, and even arranged extremely powerful mechanisms in the tomb, wanting to kill himself.

"The sword of the inheritance of the master, the name is 'interrogation', the last move of the master's swordsmanship, the name is 'ruthless world'!" Ling Luo gently took the iron rod from Lu Ting's hand, shook it vigorously, and with a "buzz" sound, the raw lacquer attached to the sword was shocked and fell off in pieces, revealing the pink-purple sword body inside. The sword was as beautiful as the sunset, and the sword shone like tears of sorrow.

"Will I be able to return to the school?" Lu Ting asked weakly.

As soon as Ling Luo's wrist flipped, the interrogation sword disappeared, she turned Lu Ting's body over, and saw that Lu Ting had a feather arrow stuck in his back, and the part of the arrow shaft had been submerged in the vest, she couldn't help but feel a big pain in her heart, "Of course you can!" It's just that you don't care about me anymore! ”

Lu Ting was so anxious that he shouted: "How can that be!" "I fainted in a hurry.

Ling Luo hugged Lu Ting tightly, "You're not my mother, why do you care so much?" Alas, the aftermath of being a member of the Disciplinary Committee is so terrible! I can't help but be glad that I was born in the old society and didn't have the opportunity to be a member of the Discipline Committee of Raushzi.

When she woke up, Ren Qiuling saw that the round foreigner standing in front of her was the round foreigner.

Ren Qiuling was tied to a cross that was erected on the playground of Xinmen Village Primary School.

The villagers who came from Qian Shiyuan silently cleaned the playground, but there were still some blood stains that had not been washed.

Qian Shiten moved a very trendy leather chair and sat on the flag-raising platform. The leather chair leaned against the flagpole, and he looked at everyone like a temporary supervisor, but what flashed in his mind was the scene of the morning: although all the good things were said, some villagers were silent and did not say anything to follow him.

Qian Shiten, who was wearing an exoskeleton, raised his hand to kill two people in order to stand up. There were also more than a dozen little ruffians around him, claiming that whoever didn't listen to Village Chief Qian would abolish those people.

At this time, a person walked out and stood in front of Qian Shiten.

"Brother, what do you mean?" Qian Shishi asked.

That person is Qian Shishi's own brother Qian Shichuan, the temperamentless Qian Shichuan, "Brother, I won't go with you." Kill me! ”

Qian Shichuan didn't even say anything cruel at that time, and he didn't even dare to look up at Qian Shishi. He doesn't look like a hero, like a defeated rooster.

Qian Shishi raised his iron hand, but his heart turned several times: their old Qian family has always implemented the primogeniture inheritance system, and all the property in the Qian family's compound must be inherited by Qian Shishi. Since birth, Qian Shiten has enjoyed all the resources, and his own brother has been told since he was a child: he is only a guest in the Qian family's compound, and he can only live here temporarily, and he must leave here when he becomes an adult.

When he was a child, Qian Shishi did not bully Qian Shichuan, he was the future head of the family, and his family was biased towards him. So every time Qian Shichuan appealed, he was beaten more viciously, and gradually, Qian Shichuan became temperless. I can't squeak anymore if I beat my brother, and I can't even beg for mercy.

When he reached the age of going to school, Qian Shichuan had excellent grades, but because he was not an heir, he was sent by his family to herd cattle early and lost the opportunity to go to school. Although Qian Shishi's grades were not good, his family tried every means to provide him with a good school - despite this, Qian Shiten couldn't study hard, and finally only went to high school.

Qian Shishi looked down on Qian Shichuan from the bottom of his bones, and felt that he was really not much nobler than a dog. Qian Shishi dared to slap Qian Shichuan and dare to play with Qian Shichuan's wife, because he knew that Qian Shichuan would not resist.

However, no matter how bastard Qian Shishi was, he didn't think about killing Qian Shikushi, because it was his own brother.

Now, Qian Shichuan is standing in front of Qian Shishi, just like when he was bullied when he was a child, with his head down, trembling all over, facing his brother silently - he was waiting for Qian Shishi to kill him.

Qian Shishi's hand waved several times, but finally hung down weakly, "If you are willing to live, follow me!" Those who are willing to die will stay with this soft egg! He pushed the money to the ground and swaggered away with the little ruffians.

What he didn't expect was that only half of the people were willing to go with him.

Now those people were silently sweeping the ground with scraps of flesh and blood in the playground, as silent as his younger brother Qian Shishu. This made Qian Shishi very unhappy, his eyes looked left and right, and he wanted to find someone to beat him out.

His eyes saw Ren Qiuling.