"Mu Yushan!" Ye Hongjian stared at the old man in green shirt in front of her, her eyebrows surging with anger.

She sensed the situation around her with a calm brow, and soon realized that she could not break free from this barrier that suddenly enveloped her, and the only way to break through this barrier was to defeat the old man in front of her.

"Why have you started calling him by his name now?" asked the old man in the green shirt with a smile.

"Calculated all the way from Linglong Pavilion, you have forced him to such a point, isn't it enough?" Ye Hongjian didn't have the heart to talk and laugh with the old man, she said again with a calm face.

The old man seemed to be very interested in Ye Hongjian's attitude at this moment, he raised his eyebrows, and asked in surprise: "Isn't this all for the righteousness of the common people?

Ye Hongjian shook his head: "I have never changed, it is you who have changed." ”

After saying this, Ye Hongjian seemed to have lost the interest in talking to the old man again, and the sword intent and true yuan around her surged out, and the phantom of a phoenix divine bird also emerged at that time.

"Do you want to do it?" A smile suddenly appeared on the old man's face, and vines appeared behind him like poisonous snakes, looking at Ye Hongjian with teeth and claws. The old man asked again, "Do you think you can be my opponent?"

"Whether it's an opponent or not, you won't know until you've beaten it!" Ye Hongjian's eyes were as cold as a front, and his body flew out violently at that time, carrying the sword intent true yuan and the huge phoenix divine bird phantom, and killed the old man directly.

Seeing this, the old man shook his head again: "Although this marries a chicken and a dog, you can't help but learn too much like him." ”

With that, one of the old man's hands suddenly stretched out, and the vines behind him suddenly rushed to the red note like an edict.

Although Ye Hongjian used her phoenix true spirit to burn those vines in time, but the offensive with all his strength inevitably followed, and the master saw this opportunity and two vines flew out again, and whipped Ye Hongjian's body fiercely, and when he was caught off guard, Ye Hongjian's body fell to the ground in embarrassment.

"This indomitable momentum is certainly commendable, but you must know that in this world, whether it is sword or swordsmanship, or any exercise is like this, there is never an absolute, only pay attention to one according to one's heart. ”

"That child started from the grass, he was born to do his best to live, and every step he took was either life or death, so he never left himself any leeway, this is his character, and it is also his way. ”

"But you are different, your mind is delicate, and you have a lot of considerations when encountering things, this indomitable move may be able to get a little essence with your cleverness, but it is difficult to climb the road after all. ”

"So, you can't kill me like this, so change the way. ”

When the old man said this, he stopped his offensive and looked at Ye Hongjian with a smile in his calm eyes.

The expression on his face was pleasant, like that of a lion and tiger playing with its prey.

Ye Hongjian gritted his teeth, lifted the sword in his hand again, and killed the old man again.

......

"Grandpa, what are you?" Su Mu'an's eyes widened, and he looked at the white-bearded old man with a long knife on his back and a smile on his face.

The white-bearded old man didn't seem to hear Su Mu'an's words, he looked at Su Mu'an vigorously, and the smile in his eyes was better than a breath. He couldn't stop muttering: "Look at my eldest grandson, he has grown so big, well, this arm is an arm, and the leg is a leg, beautiful and tight, it is my Su family's species!"

Su Mu'an was a little embarrassed under the old man's almost doting praise, his cheeks were crimson, but he seemed to suddenly remember something, his body was agitated, his face was straight, and he looked at the old man vigilantly: "But grandpa hasn't already..."

At this point, the little guy paused again, as if he was taboo with certain words, and did not know how to express them.

"Already dead?" The old man saw through Su Mu'an's thoughts, and he said very calmly what Su Mu'an didn't dare to say.

"No, no. Su Muan waved his hand again and again, "I said that how could such a powerful swordsman as grandpa die, it must be that my father is lying to me." ”

"What a fart!" But who knew that the old man Bai Xu, who heard this, was extremely dissatisfied and said loudly, "From our Su family to this world, it is his mother's generation is not as good as the generation, especially your father, when it comes to it, Lao Tzu can't wait to stuff him back into his mother's stomach." Fortunately, he also left a seed for my old Su family. ”

Saying that, the old man looked at Su Mu'an again, and the anger on his face disappeared at that moment, and he changed into a kind look at an incredibly fast speed.

Su Mu'an was a little uncomfortable with the old man's doting gaze, he hurriedly changed the topic and asked, "Since Grandpa is not dead, where has he been all these years?"

The old man's eyes sank when he heard this, he didn't seem to be willing to communicate with Su Mu'an on this topic, he coughed, and moved away from the topic extremely stiffly: "Forget it, don't talk about it, your father? Why didn't that little bastard come with you? Did he cultivate to the fairyland?"

I don't know if this topic is too heavy for Su Mu'an, he didn't care about the old man's stiff topic shift, but said with a lonely face: "Dad... Dead..."

"Dead?" The old man's body shook suddenly, as if he had been severely injured, and his face turned pale in an instant. "How did he die? Who killed him? Did you mention your father to take revenge?"

The old man's eager attitude and the series of questions made Su Muan a little stunned, he didn't know how to respond for a while, and only after being stunned for a long time did he say: "I... If you don't cultivate well, it's too late to avenge your father. But now that Grandpa is back, we can..."

"Bastard!" But before he finished speaking, the old man who had been extremely happy with Su Mu'an from the beginning scolded angrily. "The man of my Su family, there is revenge and revenge and kindness, relying on the knife in his hand, there has always been only the son to avenge his father, the rule of humiliation of the teacher, how can there be a reason for the son to have an accident, Lao Tzu came forward. ”

Saying this, the old man squatted down, grabbed Su Mu'an's shoulders, looked at Su Mu'an with a calm brow, and said word by word: "You have to remember this!"

Su Mu'an actually couldn't quite understand the logic in these words, but out of instinctive trust in his grandfather, he still nodded and said, "Mu An wrote it down." ”

"Well, that's good. The old man nodded in satisfaction, and then stood up. "There's not much time, come on, let grandpa see how much of my Su family's knife skills you have learned. ”

Su Mu'an was bent on learning the best sword technique and becoming a swordsman as powerful as his ancestor, but he didn't think that this was a good time to preach and receive a career, he opened his mouth and was about to say something. But at this moment, the white-bearded old man's sharp blade was already whistling...

......

In the same dark enchantment, Chu Qiuli, who was also stunned, looked at the old man in front of him in a daze.

He was dressed in black, and his appearance was too gloomy to see because of the eerie nature of this enchantment, but the outline of the old man's face, and the faint smell of wine mixed from him, Chu Qiuli would never admit his mistake.

Chu Qiuli's brain was still in a state of failure, and he didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

But the old man in black suddenly stretched out his hand, pointed to the little nineteen in Chu Qiuli's arms, and said with joy: "Is this the child of you and Tsing Yi? ”

"Huh?" Chu Qiuli, who heard this, finally reacted, he waved his hand again and again and was about to explain what these things were, but before he could say this, the nineteen who was held in his arms seemed to have been humiliated, jumped out of Chu Qiuli's arms, and then put one hand into his waist, and pointed to the old man's nose with the other, and scolded: "Phew! You are an old man who doesn't cultivate, and you don't want to see what the hell this guy looks like, how can you have the ability to give birth to a beautiful girl like me? If you want to get cheap to your aunt and grandmother, no way!"

The words of this series of cannonballs spit out from Nineteen's mouth, Chu Qiuli's face suddenly changed greatly, and the old man in black was even more dumbfounded, and he was stunned for a long time before his face became a little more natural.

"This little girl... Well, it's very personal, I like it, it's a good candidate for my heir to steal the Holy Gate?" said the old man in black, as if he wanted to ease the awkward atmosphere.

But it's a pity that Xiao Nineteen has never cared about the feelings of others.

She blinked, "What is the Thief of the Holy Gate?"

"Don't you know?

"You?" Xiao Nineteen's eyes blinked more and more frequently, and then she sneered, and said in a very old-fashioned manner: "You also want to take your aunt and grandmother as an apprentice?"

The black-clothed old man's face suddenly changed, and he could no longer maintain the appearance of his self-righteous immortal wind bone, he jumped his foot and pointed at Xiao Nineteen and scolded: "Okay, you little doll who doesn't know what to do, do you know that I stole the Holy Gate..."

"Slightly. Xiao Nineteen stuck out his tongue and was very disdainful: "I haven't heard of any thieves, Miss Ben wants to be the number one in the world, and she wants to accept me as an apprentice, but there is no door!"

The black-clothed Daoist was so angry that his beard raised, his eyes widened, and he rolled up his sleeves: "I have stolen the Holy Gate for a thousand years..."

Seeing that this old and young man was about to make a fuss, Chu Qiuli, who was standing on the side, was at a loss, and wanted to ask those questions in his heart, but found that he couldn't get involved in the quarrel between the old and the young at all...

......

As the only Fang Ziyu who was not pulled into such an enchantment, she stared at Meng Liang in front of her with wide eyes, she was very happy to see Meng Liang again, and even for this reason, her heart was flooded with some emotions that she could not explain, but at this moment, the situation made her unable to delve into the cause of such emotions.

She asked, confused, "Are you with them?"

Meng Liang also looked at Fang Ziyu with a complicated expression, but in the end, he nodded heavily and said, "Hmm." ”

"What are they going to do to Xiao Han?" Fang Ziyu asked.

Meng Liang looked at the black-robed figures surrounding the group of young people with a calm brow, a complex color suddenly welled up in his eyes, and a low voice came out of his mouth.

He said.

"Change the world. ”