In the kitchen, Sha Qi blanched the meat and cut it into slices, minced green onions and ginger, and cracked the garlic with a knife, which was neat and neat.

Xiao Qian squatted in front of the stove, Sha Qi lit the fire and added some firewood, and only when the fire stabilized did Xiao Qian watch the firewood be added.

Xiaoqian reads and practices swords on weekdays to help the family farm, firewood and cooking are all done by the sister-in-law and mother at home, and he can't be used, although it can be done simply, it is clumsy.

He couldn't believe that the sister in front of him, who was older than himself and gorgeously dressed, entered the kitchen with such quick hands and feet, and should be pampered like a rich daughter, right, and do housework on weekdays?

Xiao Qian lowered his head to add firewood, looking at the fire and firewood, he still would.

The oil in the pot was hot, Sha Qi put the green onions, ginger and garlic into the pot, and the sound of frying sounded, and a puff of white smoke and fragrant mist was rising, stir-fried a few times, and then put the cut meat slices into the pot and stir-fried.

Xiao Qian stretched out his head and looked at the fried meat slices in the pot, in the past two days, he and his grandfather have eaten white rice and green vegetables, and they are a little greedy when they smell the fragrant dishes.

"Xiaoqian, how many people are in your family?" asked Sha Qi.

Xiao Qian heard Sha Qi ask him, hurriedly raised his head and smiled embarrassedly at Sha Qi, looked down at the fire and added two more firewoods, and replied, "My grandfather, there are two uncles, my father is the youngest." ”

"Then why is your family so big?" asked Sha Qi again.

Xiao Qian looked at the fire and was silent for a moment, and said, "The second master and the third master's family also live together. ”

The elders are respected in the family, Xiaoqian's grandfather is the oldest, and the affairs of the clan are also decided by several elders.

"Oh..."

Xiaoqian is not good at words, asking and answering.

Sha Qi added half a scoop of hot water to the pot to stew meat, covered the pot and asked, "Have all the family members arrived in the Sword Sect Pass?"

"Well," Xiao Qian responded, adding some firewood to burn the fire, and replied: "In the last war, the uncle and my father of the clan did not come back after leaving the Dingjun Pass, and this time the elder brother of the clan went to the Dingjun Pass, saying that I was young and was not allowed to go." ”

Xiao Qian was not particularly depressed by the loss of his loved ones, he may have thought that he had grown up and had to do something for the family and the entire Sword Sect.

"Is the green robe you wearing the clothes of the swordsmen of the Sword Sect?" Sha Qi asked by wiping the water on her hands with a rag.

Xiao Qian looked down at the slightly wide robe, and said, "This is my brother's, he said that I will wear it when I am sixteen years old to participate in the selection test of the Eighteen Peaks." ”

As he spoke, he brushed off the hay on his shirt and cherished it as much as the sword on his back.

"What are the Eighteen Peaks?"

"There is a Sword Sect King on the Eighteen Peaks, and a group of disciples will be selected every year. You can participate as early as sixteen, and if you are selected, you can become a disciple of one of the peaks. I want to go to Lingyun Peak, which is closest to home, and my brother is going to Lingyun Peak. ”

Xiao Qian talked a lot about these things, and he was looking forward to the arrival of sixteen years old.

"So, which peak does Jianchen belong to?" Sha Qi asked.

"Huh?" Xiao Qian looked at Sha Qi in surprise, the Sword Clan was respected by the Sword Sect, and the one who had not yet been named was called Young Master Jianchen. Listening to the tone, they were very familiar, "The young master is in retreat in Sword Shrine Mountain, and not long after he came out, he is not practicing swords in the Eighteen Peaks. ”

Xiao Qian thought about it again and asked, "Is Brother Mo Han very familiar with the young master?"

Sha Qi didn't know what kind of request he wanted to make, it would be bad if he asked Mo Han to take him to the front line, nodded and said, "Yes, it's okay." ”

"Sister, I heard that Brother Mo Han, the young master, and the young master of the Ice Sect have joined forces to fight the royal family, and they have also killed Xuanyuan, which is very popular in the Sword Sect. They must have a deep friendship, can you tell Brother Mo Han to let me stay in Dingjun Pass. Xiao Qian pleaded.

It's true.

Sha Qi stiffly smiled and her mouth twitched, very embarrassed.

"Sister, I can now cut a tree with a thick bowl mouth with a sword, and my grandfather said that my strength is no worse than that of a sixteen-year-old, and I have reached the second stage of the mirror stage. ”

Xiao Qian pulled out the heavy sword behind his back, as if he couldn't wait to show it to Sha Qi.

Sha Qi hurriedly stretched out his hand, as if to suppress Xiao Qian's impulse, and said, "Xiao Qian, don't worry, eat first, and then tell him after eating, okay?"

"Good!"

Xiao Qian inserted the heavy sword back into the scabbard and excitedly added firewood.

Sha Qi put away her hand and touched the back of her right hand with her left hand, a little worried. Let's not talk about whether Mo Han agrees or not, that is, if the Dingjun Pass starts a big war, Xiaoqian's safety cannot be guaranteed.

Judging from what he did just now, if Xiao Qian arrives at the front line, he still doesn't rush forward vigorously? Xiao Qian and his grandfather are left at home, and they always have to keep incense.

The meal is cooked and served, two vegetarian dishes and two meat dishes, and a pot of white rice.

The old man and Mo Han sat next to each other, Sha Qi did Mo Han's side, and Xiao Qian relied on his grandfather to do it.

Sha Qi's cooking was beyond the old man's expectations, I thought that it would be good for a rich girl to cook the food, and it was so full of meat and vegetables, color, flavor, and flavor.

The old man was kind and full of praise, Mo Han listened to it and felt beautiful in his heart, and when he went back, he had to let Ye Aya learn to cook, a woman's family was not like a woman who fought and killed all day long.

Xiaoqian doesn't have many vegetables, and the speed of picking up rice in his mouth is very fast, as if he is in a hurry.

"Brother Mo Han, sister, eat..."

Xiaoqian was very polite, but he listened to the tone like urging, and his eyes swept back and forth, and he couldn't bear the things in his heart.

The old man looked at Xiao Qian, this kid doesn't usually eat like this, why is it the same as being in a hurry?

Mo Han looked at Sha Qi, and Sha Qi smiled embarrassedly.

Mo Han knew in her heart that Xiao Qian's abnormality and Sha Qi's smirk when she made a mistake must have been Xiao Qian's request for something.

This old man must have stayed for dinner, so he should think the same, right?

Mo Han thought about it, and didn't let the old man and Xiao Qian be embarrassed, and said, "Grandpa, if you go to the Sword Sect Pass, I will take Xiao Qian to Dingjun Pass." Instead of staying at home and being aggrieved, a good man should go to the actual battle for his ambitions. ”

"Good!"

The old man slapped the table and stood up, the meal was not bad, and said bluntly: "The old man just wants the young master Mo to tell the young master that the sword in his hand is not played at home, and he must also contribute to our Sword Sect." ”

The old man slapped the table, and Sha Qi and Mo Han were also full and stood up.

Mo Han assured the old man: "Grandpa, don't worry, with my Mo Han here, I will not let them step into Dingjun Pass for half a step." ”

Sha Qi listened to Mo Han's words, and his heart was inexplicably low, he had just come out of the Tianlong Clan, and he was going to fight in the Sword Sect again.

Xiao Qian learned the etiquette of an adult, and said excitedly: "Thank you, Brother Mo Han." ”

Mo Han patted him on the shoulder, a sword sect man with a mighty sword aura, "Xiao Qian, practice a set of swordsmanship to show grandpa." ”

"Hmm!"

A few people walked outside the door, and Xiao Qian stood in the snow. With a stomp of his foot, the heavy sword leaped out, and he jumped up like a lightning bolt through the volley. The heavy sword swept through the air and whined, retracted its arms and stabbed out, and the sword qi shook and fluttered in the snow.

Tsing Yi tossed and turned, splitting, stabbing, teasing, sweeping, chopping, strangling, racking, picking, dialing, and showing the heroic posture of the youth.

Mo Han is not good at using swords, and likes long knives to sweep and kill all directions. With such a superb swordsmanship that combines offense and defense, Mo Han couldn't help but praise it. He always believes that Jianchen's sword and cheapness are very worthy of appreciation.

After a set of swordsmanship exercises, Mo Han took Sha Qi's hand and walked out of the courtyard, asking Xiao Qian to say his final goodbye to the old man.

I don't know when I will see you again, maybe it's life and death. It seems that no one in the world can hold their destiny tightly, whether it is a weak person who can't hold a sword in his hand, or a strong person who is Lingyun Supreme. Including the strong people who were killed by Mo Han and those who did not appear to be killed, as well as Mo Han himself.

Everyone, too.

The old man sent Xiaoqian out, Xiaoqian knelt on the ground and bowed three times, Mo Han and Sha Qi bowed three times and took Xiaoqian away.

In the land of a city, there was only one old man standing outside the railing gate, looking up at the white beast that was flying away.

The place where Xiaoqian's family lives is a valley, and there is a city not far from the valley.

The city was not too big, and there were no people in the city, and now it was an empty city.

Xiao Qian stood on Mo Han's left side, and Mo Han was afraid that he would be afraid of heights and put his arm on his shoulder. He is very calm and is already a qualified swordsman in Tsing Yi.

Xiao Qian looked down at the empty city that was moving rapidly below: "This city is called Bian Nan City, because it was named in the southernmost place. My brother and they went to Dingjun Pass with the city lord of Bian Nancheng. ”

"How many cities are there in our Sword Sect Realm?" Mo Han asked.

Mo Han and Jian Chen are like siblings, they have a sense of belonging to the Sword Sect, and they also feel very cordial to the people of the Sword Sect.

Xiao Qian shook his head and said, "I don't know about this, there are many of them, there are many people living inside and outside the city, and no one has counted them." ”

"There is a city outside the mountain, and there is a mountain outside the city, and the mighty Sword Sect. Mo Han praised.

"Hmm!"

Xiao Qian smiled, agreeing with and liking Mo Han's praise of the Sword Sect.

In a flash from this small city, the saber-toothed beast spread its wings and soared in the sea of clouds in the mountains, and flew straight to Dingjun Pass in the northwest.

Flying over countless lofty mountains, the plains below are getting wider and wider, and the cities are getting bigger and bigger, more and more majestic.

The city walls stretch like mountains, and the snow outlines the outlines of the castle buildings, which is majestic and magnificent.

In front of each city gate, there was a huge sword, like a heavenly sword inserted into the ground, which was a sign of the eternal existence of the sword qi of the Sword Sect.

Further on, you can see the galloping horses and the neighing of dragon horses.

The flow of people is divided into two directions, one is to the east, helping the old and the young to withdraw to the Sword Sect Pass, and the other is to the west, the Tsing Yi sword is like a galloping tide to the Dingjun Pass.

Mo Han was very moved when he saw this scene, some people in the Shenlong Dynasty were willing to become scum who were not human or demonic, and the Sword Sect was highly motivated in the face of the calamity.

Xiao Qian was very calm, and his face revealed that every Sword Sect member had the creed that he would be punished if he came to attack the Sword Sect.

Mo Han himself seemed a little hypocritical, and asked Sha Qi, "The Sword Sect is beautiful, right?"

"Hmm!"

Sha Qi nodded, smiling with admiration from the bottom of her heart.

The saber-toothed beast roared, and Mo Han scanned the surroundings and saw that something was wrong.

More than a dozen Tsing Yi flew towards them at the same time from the sea of clouds in all directions, surrounding them.

"Stop!"

The shouting was like a sword roar.

Mo Han asked the saber-toothed beast to stop, and sixteen Tsing Yi held three-foot Qingfeng in the air at the same time and walked to Mo Han's ten zhang away, forming an encirclement.

Sixteen Sword Kings?

The saber-toothed beast roared in warning, and it didn't care who was who, who stopped it and told it who it did.

Mo Han stomped lightly to keep it from attacking.