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But Dugu Xin was hindered by his identity, and he wanted to entertain Zhao Qingxue, a guest of Zixiao Palace, as the head of the Xuanming Dojo, so he came late and was preempted by Hong Xinhan. So Dugu Xin showed a stealth method, stood on the bamboo branch, and silently paid attention to Hengjiang and Hong Xinhan in the courtyard.

Because he knows the art of lip language, even if there is a soundproof formation in the courtyard, Dugu Xin can also understand the words between the two through the changes in the mouth shape of the two.

When Hong Xinhan repeated and said that he wanted to call Hengjiang to see if Hengjiang dared to agree, Dugu Xin had already felt that it was wrong with a woman's intuition, but when Hong Xinhan called out that husband, Dugu Xin was still like Hengjiang, his heart seemed to have been struck by lightning, and he couldn't hold it on the bamboo branch, and he was almost broken by the spell on his body and fell from the branch.

So, as soon as she opened her mouth, she asked whether it was Hong Xinhan's tea fragrance or her Duguxin's wine that was better.

Hengjiang didn't know that Duguxin was not a woman, and only regarded Duguxin as a brother, how could he guess Duguxin's thoughts.

Even if Dugu Xin asked Hengjiang if he would marry Hong Xinhan in the future, Hengjiang still answered truthfully. Although he only said that if he really liked it, he would marry, and if he didn't like it, he would not marry.

Dugu Xin asked Hengjiang about his current feelings for Hong Xinhan, and Hengjiang also said bluntly, saying that there are more than friends, but lovers are not enough.

Unexpectedly, Dugu Xin opened his mouth and asked, "What about me?"

Hengjiang thought that Dugu Xin was asking him not to forget his master after marrying Hong Xinhan, and not to forget Dugu Xin, a brother in life and death.

Therefore, Hengjiang grabbed the wine jar, saluted Duguxin, and said with a free smile: "You and I are brothers in life and death, there is no need to say much, they are all in the wine, come, it's dry in one gulp!"

Dugu Xin recalled that since more than ten years ago, in the northwest market city of Niujiaozhou, he first met Hengjiang, and then lived and died together in the ruins of ancient monks, and then returned to Xuanming Mountain together, and then ......

The past is like the wind, vivid.

Dugu Xin really wanted Hengjiang to know that she was not a seven-foot man. I also want to take off the jade crown on my head immediately, and let the green silk draped over my shoulders like a waterfall, so that Hengjiang can take a look at her face. Dugu Xin also remembered that when she and Senior Sister Liao Changkong said some private words between sisters, Liao Changkong persuaded her to reveal her identity to Hengjiang earlier, so as not to deepen the misunderstanding.

"It's not that I don't want to say it, but I can't say it!"

Dugu Xin sighed secretly, but he felt very worried, grabbed the wine jar, put it to his mouth, and the wine poured down the altar.

The more you drink the wine, the more it chokes your throat, like a fire.

Dugu Xin has always been arrogant, and when he drank in the past, he was also handsome and beautiful, and he would not spill half a drop easily.

Now that he is drinking with his head up, there is not much wine in Dugu Xin's mouth, and a lot of wine is sprinkled on Dugu Xin's face and wet his clothes.

Dugu Xin gulped down a lot of wine, his eyes closed slightly, and immediately drove out the tears contained in his eyes from the corners of his eyes, and two lines of clear tears slipped onto his face, mixed with the clear wine, and he couldn't tell where was the wine and where the tears were.

Hengjiang saw that Duguxin was so heroic, so he grabbed the wine jar and drank it in the right mouth.

Because his vision was blocked by the wine jar, Hengjiang couldn't see Dugu Xin drinking and crying, but after drinking, he found that Dugu Xin's face was full of wine stains, and his eyes were red, and he had some doubts in his heart.

Dugu Xin arched his hand and turned away.

Hengjiang got up and sent him straight to the outside of the hospital.

Dugu Xin said goodbye to Hengjiang, walked along the steps and roads, relied on the wind, went to the Xuanming Tower, went upstairs, and directly pushed the door in. This tower is the important place of the Xuanming Dojo, and it cannot be guarded by no one, before Dugu Xin went to visit Hengjiang, he had already invited Liao Changkong to guard here.

"Ashin, what's wrong?"

Liao Changkong rushed forward and helped Dugu Xin.

Dugu Xin shook his head silently, took out a jar of wine from the Qiankun bag, set a full table, opened another jar, drank it in a big gulp, and said, "Sister Changkong, can you drink with me?"

Liao Changkong snatched the wine from Dugu Xin's hand, his eyes were as sharp as a sword, and he asked urgently: "Tell my sister, is it that Hengjiang guy bullied you?"

Dugu Xin's eyes were full of loss, but he said: "Brother Heng has always treated me very well. ”

"If he treats you well, will he make you cry like this? This Hengjiang, I don't know what to do, you even waste your own cultivation time in order to refine pills for him and help him practice. You treat him with all your heart, and he treats you like this, it's unforgivable!"

Liao Changkong's tone was short, his wrist flipped over, he already held the Cold Sword in his palm, and said, "Sister, wait a while, my sister will help you teach him a lesson!"

"No, you can't. ”

Dugu Xin grabbed Liao Changkong, shook his head, and said, "This matter has nothing to do with Brother Heng. ”

Liao Changkong asked again: "Is it that Zixiao Palace senior, bullying you? Is it that Hong Xinhan, bullying you?"

Dugu Xin sat down, forced a smile, and said: "I have cultivated to the Divine Soul Realm, and Brother Heng has already given me the secret book of the original Spring and Autumn Sword Seal of Jiuchong Mountain. Although Hong Xinhan's cultivation is extraordinary, he can't beat me. If I don't bully her, how can she bully me?"

Liao Changkong sat in front of Dugu Xin and said angrily: "Then why are you crying?"

Dugu said: "I just thought that Brother Heng would always call me Brother Dugu, and I panicked. ”

Liao Changkong was silent for a long time, and said: "If you change into women's clothes, you will be a peerless beauty, after Senior Brother Heng sees it, all problems will be solved, why does Sister Ashin need to be so sad?"

Brother Dugu shook his head resolutely, refused, and said, "I can't hurt him." ”

"Alas......"

Liao Changkong sighed and said, "You and Senior Brother Heng are both like this, they have a bitter heart, but they don't want others to share it, they are really compatible." ”

"Is it really a good match?"

Brother Dugu whispered, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his mood immediately became much better, and he put away all the wine jars on the table.

Liao Changkong said: "I also like to drink, why don't Sister Ashin leave the wine just now, which can be regarded as filial piety to your sister Changkong?"

Dugu Xin shook his head, only took out a jar, put it in front of Liao Changkong, and said: "Brother Heng also drinks occasionally, and I haven't brewed much spirit wine over the years, if it is given to Sister Changkong, it will not be enough for Brother Heng." ”

Liao Changkong lifted the wine jar, suddenly got up, and said: "Now that you have returned to the tower, I should also go back to my own courtyard, I have also gained some opportunities in the Fighting Demon Cave Mansion, and I have to meditate." ”

The mountains are high and windy, whistling and crisscrossing.

"Sister Ashin's spirit wine is extremely clear, but unfortunately I have returned to the master now, and it is not like when I was in Qingdang Peak with Senior Brother Heng, I could drink with him. Liao Changkong carried the wine jar, drank while walking, walked through the snow, and passed by the wind from the side of the courtyard where the Xuanming Dojo received guests, and went straight to the courtyard where the true disciple was.

On the roof of the guest house, Hong Xinhan sat cross-legged.

She held the sword technique in her right hand, her thumb and middle finger clasped together, and there was a sword light the size of a grain of rice in her palm, which was constantly running, using her palm as a martial arts arena, and performing a series of mysterious and extraordinary sword styles.

Since bidding farewell in Hengjiang Temple, Hong Xinhan has been sitting here practicing kendo.

Dugu Xin, who had passed in front of the guest house and headed for the tower, and Liao Changkong, who had left the tower, were all preoccupied and did not notice Hong Xinhan sitting on the snow on the roof of the guest house. Hong Xinhan was observing, so she saw the whereabouts of the two and the demeanor when they walked.

"Brother Jiang......"

Hong Xinhan withdrew the sword trick in his hand, looked in the direction of the Xuanming bamboo forest in the depths of the night, and thought secretly: "Although the layout of the Xuanming Dojo is small, it is full of heroes, and I have seen several peerless women in one day, even the red clothes who brought you food are not trivial. If I don't come to Xuanming Mountain this time, I'm afraid that in a few years, if you live in Gentle Township for a long time, you will forget Xin'er......"

Then, Hong Xinhan took out the marriage book again, illuminated the gold leaf paper with the light of the sword, and read it carefully.

"The words in black and white are here, Brother Jiang doesn't want to repay the debt, hum!"

When she put the marriage book into the Qiankun bag again, she seemed to feel that it was not stable enough to put it in the Qiankun bag, so she folded the marriage book neatly, put it in her arms, and hid it closely.

On the second day, Dugu Xin summoned the senior brothers in the sect and sent the invitations written overnight to the major avenues of the Middle-earth Empire with the technique of flying swords and communication. Because the current emperor of the Middle-earth Empire is the son of the Xiangyang family, even the court of the Middle-earth Empire also sent invitations.

The Middle-earth Empire, with a radius of 70,000 miles.

The three major dojos in the southwest of the Middle-earth Empire are the farthest away from the Xuanming Dojo, and there are about 60,000 li of Lu Chen.

Although the Xianmen monks can fly in the air, they can only fly more than a thousand miles a day. If the letter was sent by someone, it would have been more than 60 days since the Xuanming disciples sent the invitation to the Qinghong Dojo, which was the farthest away from the Xuanming Dojo. It takes four months to make a round trip. And the method of transmitting messages with flying swords is many times faster than sending a message by a monk of the Immortal Gate. Now there are three sword cultivators of the Divine Soul Realm in the Xuanming Dojo, Dugu Xin, Liao Changkong, and Yan Qingya, and the flying sword is transmitted, tens of thousands of miles a day, and the letterhead will come soon.

But after receiving the letterhead, the dojos of all parties came to the Xuanming Dojo to witness the sword fight between Hengjiang and Zhao Qingxue, but it would take at least a month later.

The end of the year is approaching.

This is the first time that Hengjiang has spent the New Year in Shimen since he left Shimen for ten years.

The Xuanming Dojo is full of lights, filled with a strong festive atmosphere, and many palaces and buildings are full of red lanterns. The disciples who were good at refining weapons refined a lot of fireworks and firecrackers, which were piled up in the square outside the Xuanming Tower early.

On the thirtieth day of the Chinese New Year's Eve, fireworks filled the sky, and Xuanming Mountain was lively and joyful.

Hong Xinhan seemed to have forgotten about the sword fight between Hengjiang and Zhao Qingxue not long after, she only pestered Hengjiang and asked Hengjiang to send her New Year's money. But when she made such a fuss, many female disciples in the Xuanming Dojo ran to Hengjiang's side one after another, and also asked Hengjiang for gifts, but Hong Xinhan was squeezed out of Hengjiang by everyone.

"Humph!"

Zhao Qingxue appeared beside Hong Xinhan and said, "I am waiting for people in the Immortal Sect, and it is reasonable to ask for immortals to ask, which is the first priority. This Xuanming dojo is putting the cart before the horse, learning from the mundane world, and engaging in New Year's celebrations, which is simply unreasonable. When the day of the sword fight, I will take Hengjiang's life, and let these Xuanming disciples know that the immortal path is difficult to find, and you can't be half-hearted!"

Hong Xinhan frowned slightly and asked, "Senior brother, does the master have a reply?"

"The master agreed to me and Hengjiang to fight swords. This time, the master made some fuss, and even asked the third uncle to come to Xuanming Mountain in person to suppress the formation for me. ”

Zhao Qingxue looked at Hengjiang from a distance, her eyes were condensed, with a little disdain, and said: "Does the master think that I, Zhao Qingxue, a dignified pure yang immortal, can't fight an ordinary immortal monk like Hengjiang, and needs the third uncle of the Dao Monarch Realm to come here to help me?"