The little monk's eyes lit up, and his face immediately turned solemn, and he said respectfully: "Little monk, thank you to the old benefactor Song." ”

Song Yi smiled and waved his hand.

After a few people reminisced, Tianxin stepped forward, bowed his head slightly, and greeted him with the salute of the rivers and lakes: "Ruthless Dao Tianxin has seen the old Song seniors. ”

Song Xi stroked his beard and smiled, "Miss Tianxin is a person from the mountain, so there is no need to be polite." ”

Just kidding, the great Confucian who can discuss with the abbot of the Floating Temple, even if he is a mortal, is not something she can underestimate.

Immediately bowed meticulously: "The sage is in front, don't dare to be rude." ”

The old man smiled, and after a little muttering, he said: "Tianxin girl, the old decay view of your breath is round, exquisite, as if you are a person who has cultivated and attained the Tao and realized the Dharma, and it is just around the corner to come to the realization of the Xuan. ”

He paused for a moment and said slowly: "However, the so-called success in Si is also defeated in Si, and the girl must go down the mountain because of love." ”

His eyes were deep, as if there was a trace of wisdom passing by, and he said softly: "Although the old man is obsessed with you for half a jiazi, he knows very little about love, but as the saying goes, asking what the love in the world is, only makes people unswerving until death, which shows that love is extraordinary." ”

When he said this, Tianxin's eyes drooped, his cold cheeks tightened, and he pursed his lips without saying a word, as if he was not convinced.

The old man smiled, and his cloudy eyes quietly glanced at Xiahou Chun, as if there was a touch of meaning.

He said with a smile: "The ruthless Tao is passed on from the Xuanzong Heavenly Dao, this Tao has always been based on the purpose of 'heaven and earth are not benevolent, and all things are the dogs'. ”

He raised his eyes and stared, and asked with a smile, "Do you think you can kill those people on Tiandu Peak?" ”

Tianxin frowned, seemed to be unhappy in his heart, and said lightly: "I belong to the same line as Xuanzong, how can I kill each other?" Song Lao was too worried. ”

The old man seemed to be smiling, "The girl's words are wrong, don't you hear that the avenue is alone, there is you without me?" ”

The more Xiahou Chun listened to it, the more wrong it became, and he always felt that Old Man Song was inducing Tianxin to go astray.

Tianxin seems to be impatient between his eyebrows, isn't this old man targeting him? The monk is sincere and gentle, greeting old friends in the past, and giving away the legacy of the mental codex, how can she become a thorn in the thorn?

She snorted coldly in her heart, could it be that secular people are so snobbish, and when they saw that she had no one to support and protect her, they humiliated her so much?

The old man staggered forward, his eyes were unfathomable, and his deep gaze seemed to be able to cross thousands of mountains and rivers to reach the top of a certain cloud-breaking mountain, and he said softly: "Do you know how many disciples of Xuanzong cultivated the Ruthless Dao two hundred years ago? ”

"Five thousand!"

The old man spat out two words softly.

Tianxin was stunned when he heard this, "Impossible! ”

Song Xi frowned kindly, and said with a smile: "Back then, the five thousand disciples of Xuanzong were all cultivating ruthless Dao, and Xuanhuazhou, which was outstanding and beautiful, only screened out five thousand spiritual root disciples from hundreds of millions of trillions of souls, which can be called the elite of the elite, and they are all one in a hundred. ”

"Once they all have achieved cultivation, this heaven and earth will completely become a world of Xuan cultivation."

Speaking of this, the old man suddenly sighed, "It's a pity. ”

After a few moments of silence, Tianxin understood, and suddenly asked, "Where have they gone?" ”

didn't make her wonder, the old man stood with his sleeves caged, his eyes indifferent, and spit out a sentence lightly: "They were all slaughtered." ”

Tianxin's eyes widened suddenly, and he was stunned.

"Impossible!!"

The old man's eyes were calm and he did not defend himself.

Tianxin's whole body was trembling, and after a while, she pursed her thin lips and trembled slightly, and said hoarsely: "Who is that person?" ”

Immediately after, the old man chuckled in a low voice, "Who is that person?" ”

The old man looked at her with a smirk, "What do you think?" ”

Tianxin's breath was suffocated, and he seemed to be in disbelief.

The old man looked at her deeply, and said softly: "That's all the old man's words, Miss Tianxin should prepare as soon as possible to deal with the unexpected." ”

What should happen? What's wrong?

The old man's words were full of reminders to be cautious and vigilant.

Especially the culprit back then.

Tianxin's heart was in turmoil, and his face was uncertain.

Xiahou Chun said softly: "The soldiers will block the water and cover the earth, don't worry." ”

His lips quirmed, and he stopped talking.

He actually wanted to say that everything was still with him, but he felt that there was no reason, let alone qualifications.

The two are named the same way, but they are actually passers-by, and their fate and entanglement are not deep.

After a long time, Tianxin's cold face forced a smile to appear, "Thank you for the teachings of the old Song seniors." ”

The old man waved his hand, as if he was a little excited.

After Murong Yan saluted everyone, he lifted his clothes and smiled respectfully, "Nanchu Murong Yan greets Mr. Song." ”

Hearing the name of Nan Chu, Song Xi's cloudy eyes crossed a trace of different color, as if there was a flash of light, he smiled calmly, "Nan Chu has a lot of water, comfortable and clean, suitable for raising people, why did Miss Murong go north?" ”

Xiahou Chun opened his mouth when he heard this, and was about to explain, but Murong Yan didn't wait for him to speak, his eyes were raised, and he met the old man's gloomy gaze, his heart trembled, and his heroic spirit was restrained.

She wanted to get away with it, but after a few answers, she knew that this old man was unusual, so in this moment, her thoughts flowed, and after careful consideration, she decided to tell the truth.

She immediately lowered her eyebrows, bit her silver teeth lightly, lifted her robe directly, and replied respectfully: "Don't dare to hide the Song seniors, Murong is the surviving member of the Southern Chu royal family, so he bears the responsibility of rejuvenation." ”

As soon as these words came out, even Xiahou Chun felt that the atmosphere was a little stagnant, he was shocked, and he suddenly remembered that this Song Xi Song Shangshu seemed to be a Confucian master, and he had always adhered to the 'way of the monarch and the minister', so he naturally did not tolerate the move of splitting the land and sealing the territory, especially the earth-shattering event of the restoration of Southern Chu, which would undoubtedly be punished.

"Huh?"

Sure enough, the old man's face sank suddenly, and his momentum instantly soared, and he immediately changed from a thin old man who was dying of old age to a powerful courtier!

Looking at it carefully, the old man seems to have a heroic righteousness running through the top and bottom, the warm sun on his head is pouring out, the light is bright, and it looks a little bright and majestic.

His gaze was deep, and his cloudy gaze was deepest, and there seemed to be a trace of killing intent in it.

For this kind of remnants of the former dynasty, especially the rebels who are obsessed with the restoration of the country, the old man has always advocated cutting the grass and eradicating the roots, he flicked his sleeve robe and said coldly:

"What, do you still want to use the power of the prince to rebel and restore the country?"

Murong Yan opened her mouth, not knowing how to explain it, although she did have this intention at first, but then after a long time, the obsession with returning to the country gradually weakened and was no longer so strong.

But when this matter is said, the old Shangshu in front of him will not believe it.

Just as he was in a dilemma, Xiahou Chun spoke: "Elder Song doesn't have to worry, Murong has already made it clear to me about the cause and effect of this matter, and has promised that he will no longer have the idea of returning to the country, and asked Elder Song to spare her life." ”

Stupidity!

Song Xi's eyes were cold, he glanced at Xiahou Chun, and was about to reprimand him harshly, but when he thought that the prince was already an adult, he could only forcibly suppress his anger, and said with a displeased face:

"You are the prince of Dajing, what you think and think should be based on the interests of the court, how can you.... How can you be so unwise? ”

There seemed to be disappointment in the old man's eyes, and he just took a remnant of the previous dynasty with him, but he turned a blind eye to this woman's plot to divide the Dajing country, is this what a prince should do?

Xiahou Chun smiled bitterly, this old man is too loyal, loyal to the Dajing royal family, but he often wants to exterminate foreign clans in order to consolidate the border defense of Dajing.

He was about to explain again, but he heard the old man suddenly wave his hand, "Forget it, there is no need to talk about this matter, the old man is also old, and I will not be involved in the affairs of your young people." ”

After saying that, he turned around and entered the house.

A few people were left staring at each other, staring at each other with wide eyes.

The cicada was dumbfounded, this old man suddenly turned his face and went in, what does it mean?

The promise to give the presiding abbot's mental codex to the little monk just now doesn't count?

Swordsman:.......

With him, no one cares.

Murong Yan, who was kneeling, had a bitter face, and his face was a little overwhelmed.

Tianxin frowned, squinted and glanced at Xiahou Chun, she is your little lover, just let the old man be so humiliated, don't you express your position?

However, when Xiahou Chun was hesitating whether to visit the house, an angry voice came from inside, "What are you still doing at the door, it's cold and snowy outside, it's strangely cold, hurry in." ”

The sound of creaking snow trampling sounded, and the little girl named Song Xiaowan ran over, panting, and after shyly glancing at Xiahou Chun, she took the initiative to step forward to help Murong Yan, and whispered:

"I'm sorry, my grandfather is old and faint, he didn't deliberately target you, it's just that when Nanzhao rebelled, my second uncle and they died on the battlefield because of resisting thieves, so grandpa has some prejudices about the people in the south, I hope you don't mind."

Nanzhao rebellion? Several people raised their eyebrows, and looked in the direction of the Jin Wangfu, yes, it was another bad debt, and the Jin King was really a bit of a bastard when he was young.

Xiahou Chun bent down, helped Murong Yan up with the little girl, and whispered to Song Xiaowan: "Xiao Wan'er, you lead them to rest, I'll go see your grandfather." ”

Song Xiaowan wrinkled Xiao Qiong's nose, snorted, tilted his head, and raised his chin in a certain direction, "Na, go quickly." ”

Xiahou Chun nodded to the cicada, Tianxin and the swordsman, "You go to Xiao Wan'er to rest for a while." ”

Song Xiaowan's eyes flashed and flashed, "Aren't you resting at my house?" ”

Xiahou Chun and the others were stunned when they heard this, even the cold Tianxin couldn't help but look relaxed, and suddenly spit out a word: "Okay." ”

This little girl was born in a wealthy family, but she is still simple and kind, and her heart is pure, which is rare in the world.

Knowing the cicada's hands and Shi, he recited a Buddha name, smiled peacefully, and said with his head bowed: "That little monk and others will be more disturbed." ”

Song Xiaowan waved her hand again and again, and said with a smile: "I am very happy to have friends from afar, I am very happy that you can live in my house, and our family is very hospitable." ”

Hospitable? I'm afraid not.

Tianxin secretly pursed his mouth, remembering what Song Yi said, and his cold state of mind was no longer what it used to be.

She was a little confused, could it be that the ruthless Dao was really a dead end?

Zhizen glanced at Xiahou Chun, who had gentle eyebrows and eyes, covered with a brocade robe, indescribably suave, and inexhaustibly handsome and resolute, he scolded a scumbag in his heart, and secretly sighed at the injustice of the sky.

But he quipped, "I'm afraid it's not just because of hospitality." ”

Xiao Nizi's pink cheeks were flushed, she snorted arrogantly, and her hands were on her hips, "I want you to care!" ”

Zhizen smiled.

Murong Yan was silent, his eager eyes gradually dimmed, and he seemed to gradually regain his reason from the little girl who was immersed in love.

Song Xiaowan waved her fist and said arrogantly: "Go, this little sister Murong will be handed over to me to take care of." ”

Xiahou Chun nodded lightly and was about to take a step, when the swordsman raised his head and suddenly spit out: "I want to leave for a while." ”

Everyone was stunned when they heard this, and they all turned their heads together, as if they were facing this taciturn middle-aged swordsman this time.

Xiahou Chun came back to his senses and said with a smile: "You and I have already made a covenant, and Daoist friends come and go freely. ”

The swordsman's face was calm, "That's fine." ”

After saying that, he turned and left.

Tianxin raised her eyebrows, after Xiao Hanchen and Pu Ji left one after another that day, the swordsman came up, and the two had a private conversation, no one knew what they talked about, but she knew that since that conversation, this killer, who was originally invited by the second prince Xiahou Qing, decided to change his course and followed Xiahou Chun's side.

"Wait!"

Xiahou Chun suddenly stopped him, and the middle-aged swordsman turned around.

After stopping the other party, Xiahou Chun untied the Zigui sword, and under the change of color in the heart of heaven and the emotion of the cicada, he threw the sword to the swordsman, and said seriously: "Just do it, if anything happens, this palace will carry it for you." ”

The swordsman took the Zigui sword, held the sword, and after a moment of silence, he raised his head and looked directly at Xiahou Chun: "After this incident, my life will be yours." ”

The corners of the cicada's eyebrows jumped, how could he hand over his life while chatting.

This makes him how to carry out his work in the future.

Xiahou Chun waved his hand, "There is no need for this, you and I just take what we need, or that sentence, come and go freely." ”

The swordsman nodded, hesitated, took a half step back, and made a sword salute towards Xiahou Chun.

Immediately turned around and left, and under the gaze of Xiahou Chun and others, his silent figure disappeared into the snowy streets.

Tianxin's eyes flashed, and he asked coldly: "Everyone has given their lives to you, why don't you accept it?" If you train well, you may be a top fighter in the future. ”

Xiahou Chun snorted lightly and replied casually: "A real swordsman can only play the greatest role if he has no scruples about playing the sword, not to mention that if I really respond, even if he doesn't say it, there will be pressure in his heart, and over time, it will become a pimple, and he will end up unhappy." ”

He shook his head, "The tone is like this, if you let it go free, maybe there will be a surprise." ”

Zhizen smiled and said: "The peach and plum do not speak, and the bottom is its own, which is the truth." ”

Song Xiaowan tilted her head and pondered for a while, turned her head to look at Xiahou Chun, and asked seriously, "Is he going to kill someone?" By the way, you'll have to prove to me that I didn't push him away. ”

Xiahou Chun smiled, under the exploration of Tianxin and Murong Yan, he hesitated slightly, and in a few words, he could tell the bizarre story of the middle-aged swordsman, and after a little consideration:

"It's not that he has the hatred of his family and country, it's just that when he was walking the rivers and lakes with a sword, a certain cardamom girl looked at him more in the crowd, and when he looked back, he smiled shyly, which made him haunt his dreams for 20 years."

Tianxin sneered coldly, "I didn't expect the swordsmanship to be so superb, he must be a master of the rivers and lakes, but he turned out to be so cowardly, I looked down on him." ”

Murong Yan actually agreed with this, but she couldn't say it so bluntly, I saw her head raised slightly, her eyes were gloomy, and she asked softly: "Since you love that woman so much, why didn't you marry someone else?" ”

Xiahou Chun's eyes were inexplicably gloomy, and he said softly: "That is the daughter of the Wang family." ”

As soon as these words came out, several people were completely speechless.

Langyuan Wang, the head of the nine great families, the first gate valve in the world!

Not to mention the mere swordsmen, even ordinary wealthy businessmen who want to marry the Wang woman, they can't ask for it, and they can't even cross the threshold.

Song Xiaowan's eyes rolled, and after blinking and blinking, she asked carefully, "Is it the one on Phoenix Street in the North Gate?" ”

Zhi Cicada asked in a low voice, "Do you know this Wang family?" ”

Song Xiaowan smiled slyly, glanced at the monk with clear eyebrows, deliberately pretended to straighten her small breasts, coughed, cleared her throat, learned someone's tone, and said in a weird manner: "It's that girl from the Song family at the South Gate, how is that old guy in your family today?" ”

The little girl moved to the side, her face was delicate, pitiful, extremely ladylike, and said respectfully: "Back to Grandma Wang, grandpa has eaten three bowls of noodles in a row today, and his appetite is good." ”

Wan'er changed the formation again, directly widened her eyes, and stomped her feet vigorously, as if she was a little angry: "This old immortal Song thief is not dead yet, he is really angry!" ”

Song Xiaowan looked aggrieved, "Back to Grandma Wang, grandpa said that he estimated that he would live for another twenty years." ”

"Wow, yes, yes~~~." The old woman was so angry that she jumped to her feet and scolded.

Xiahou Chun and the others looked at each other, a little crying and laughing.

At this time, servants gradually gathered at the gate of the courtyard, and an exotic little wolf mastiff swished out, got into Song Xiaowan's feet, and shook his head and tail to invite the pet to sell obediently.

Xiahou Chun stroked his forehead and said with a little headache: "It seems that this Sword Seven senior is indeed in some trouble. ”

Tianxin was cold-eyed, "Since you can't get married, why are you still entangled?" In vain, he offended the Wang family in vain. ”

Rubbing the corners of his eyebrows, Xiahou Chun sighed lightly and said: "At first, the Wang family was naturally disdainful, but when they saw the swordsmanship of their predecessors, they thought about it, and wanted to use that Wang family girl to bind him and let her serve the Wang family, which can be used as a minion. ”

Tianxin was pure-hearted and had few desires, and sneered: "The love and love of the mortal world are just dust on the avenue, swept away, it is easy, he can't even understand this, I think this swordsmanship will stop here." ”

She regained her state of mind, still insisting on the ruthless way.

What's more, the avenue is in me, what is the love robbery and the great enemy, and it is crushed.

Zhi Cicada agreed with the first half of the sentence, and said with an unfathomable attitude of a monk: "But if he can achieve great swordsmanship and achieve a generation of grandmasters, and then go to the Wang family, if he still doesn't agree, then he will be killed!" ”

After hearing the monk's words, Song Xiaowan thought so, only to see her head held high, as if a breath of vigor was about to erupt from her small chest, a touch of black and beautiful hair, her teeth opened, her mouth was open, and she said in a sonorous and powerful voice:

"Hold the three-foot green peak, when the world is rampant! God blocks and kills God, and Buddha blocks and kills Buddha! ”

After speaking, he also made a gesture to slash downward, Xiu Mu was angry, and shouted loudly: "Kneel down and sing conquest!" ”

The little wolf mastiff whimpered aggrievedly, his body trembled with fear, and his front legs trembled and knelt on the ground, with a flattering face: "Woo woo~~." ”

Seeing that the corners of Xiahou Chun's mouth twitched, he was speechless.

Murong Yan smiled, his mood seemed to have improved, and Tianxin couldn't help but roll his eyes.

The cicada laughed and cramped.

This little girl is so funny.

The servants around were also holding back their laughter, either doting, or happy, or looking at Song Xiaowan happily, as if they were their own little sister.

Suddenly, with a snap, Song Xiaowan slapped her smooth and beautiful forehead, "Oh, it's too bad, grandpa is far away, you go chase him." ”

Xiahou Chun sighed in his heart, and secretly scolded damned, but he actually forgot about it.

Following the direction he had previously had, he jerked out, swished, and disappeared.

"Ah, come back, come back quickly!"

"You're going in the opposite direction."

Swish.

Xiahou Chun, who had a black line on his face, ran back again.

Song Xiaowan couldn't bear to look directly, and pointed to a certain direction: "That's the study over there." ”

Sou.

He's gone again.

caused a burst of chickens and dogs to jump in the Song Mansion.