He Ying walked around the street and then returned to the garden.

As soon as he raised his eyes, he saw Xuanyuan Ling'er, dressed in red, standing by the chair with a humble attitude.

And on the chair sat a one-armed old man, sloppy, with a gray patch coat loosely worn on his body.

He Ying's first reaction was the one who touched porcelain and asked for food before.

How did he still find his home?

What's going on with Xuanyuan Ling'er's attitude?

He Ying touched his chin and walked over with his feet raised.

The passing maid saluted and called softly, "Uncle." ”

He Ying nodded.

Xuanyuan Ling'er turned her head, and a smile immediately appeared on her face: "Sword God senior, this is my husband." ”

The two looked at each other.

Wide-eyed staring.

The old sword god coughed: "Little friend, we meet again." ”

He Ying hurriedly came to Xuanyuan Ling'er's side and whispered, "Who is he?" ”

Xuanyuan Ling'er looked at her husband in surprise, and said in surprise: "Doesn't your husband even know the sword god?" ”

Sword God?

He Ying looked at the old sword god...... I can't do it, is it really a sword god?

"He is the first sword god to step into the realm of the Great Heavenly Dao in thousands of years, and he once broke the river with a sword and killed the first person in the ages to retreat 100,000 iron horsemen of the Qi country."

If this was said by someone else, He Ying would definitely not believe it.

But if your daughter-in-law says it, can she still be fake?

This bad old man...... Is it really a sword god?

"Isn't the old sword god dead?"

With a "poof", the old sword god almost squirted out a mouthful of water.

Xuanyuan Ling'er said: "The rumors in the rivers and lakes are half-false and half-true, I have heard some of the talk in the market, but those are nonsense, stepping into the Great Heavenly Dao, how easy is it to die?" ”

The little heavenly way can comprehend the changes of heaven and earth and grasp the laws of heaven and earth.

The Great Heavenly Dao is even more half-into the gods, and they have long been separated from the flesh and blood, even if they want to die, they can't help it.

"The old sword god has reached the peak of the Great Heavenly Dao, if he wants to ascend, he is just missing a chance, he hid twenty years ago, just to find this opportunity."

He Ying glanced at the old sword god: "It seems that I haven't found it, otherwise I wouldn't be sitting here." ”

Old Sword God: "......"

You can just say it, can't you be quiet?

I don't want to be a sword god?

The old sword god put down the teacup and said, "I have been looking for the opportunity to ascend for twenty years, and I have found it today. ”

The two of them looked at the old sword god at the same time, their eyes flashing with a strange luster.

"The fate of the predecessor of the sword god is ......"

I saw the old sword god looking at He Ying: "You." ”

Both of them were stunned.

He Ying was surprised: "Me? ”

"Exactly, Kenshin guided me to the capital, and then disappeared, and finally when you appeared, Kenshin clearly pointed to you, it seems, you are my last calamity."

The old sword god stood up, slowly walked to the door, looked at the sky, and muttered: "Survive for a hundred years, only seek the truth, and then wait for everything to have, but I feel that I have lost everything, but this last wish I will get rid of the sea of suffering in this world, and the younger generations should be self-reliant, and you must know that there are people outside the world, and this river and lake is still very big." ”

Xuanyuan Ling'er nodded, this is like He Ying, ten years of sharpening a sword, if it doesn't make a sound, it will be enough, a blockbuster, a sword out, almost cut off half of the heavenly dream of the rivers and lakes.

Everyone says that the way of heaven is invincible, but He Ying defeated himself in only two moves, and now it is rumored in the market, I am afraid that the sword god of the year may not be able to defeat it.

The old sword god turned around and stood in the sunlight, the light outlining his thin back.

He looked at the two of them, nodded in satisfaction, and said, "I am relieved that my generation has you." ”

Then, a sword roar sounded in the sky, and the figure of the old sword god disappeared in an instant.

Then, there was an empty sound in the sky.

"Seven days later, I'm waiting for you at the end of the world, don't let the old man down."

This sound was heard by the whole capital, and all the cultivators rushed out of the door, looking excited.

"It's the old sword god! He's not dead yet! ”

"The old sword god is still alive!"

"Who did the old sword god write to whom?"

"Then you need to ask? It must be the Great Heavenly Dao Xuanyuan Ling'er! ”

"No, I think it's He Ying, the son-in-law of the Xuanyuan family, he defeated Xiao Tiandao in two moves, what about Da Tiandao? Up to three swords! ”

For a time, all the people in the rivers and lakes rushed to the end of the world, no one could refuse such a grand occasion that was rare in a thousand years, they were extremely happy, extremely excited, they could see it, it was really a blessing for eighty lifetimes.

……

Rain.

It's dripping.

The rain smashed on the bluestone slabs and splashed one after another.

smashed on the plantain and bent the branches.

Smashed on the green tiles, they converged into a water line, and finally fell along the eaves, forming a curtain of water.

There were no pedestrians on the streets, they were empty, like an empty city.

And on the red cloth ring in the city, Xiao Jingcheng stood alone, like an old monk.

The rain wet his hair and clung to his scalp.

The black-haired man behind him also lost its former luster.

Only the black-edged steel knife behind him, the raindrops dropped, and instantly slid down the blade, without touching a single bit.

It is estimated that after about ten minutes, a person appeared in the street.

Dressed in white, holding a black umbrella, every strand of hair was neatly combed behind his head.

He Ying walked under the ring and looked at Xiao Jingcheng.

"You're here?"

"Hmm."

"When is it going to fight me?"

He Ying was silent.

Xiao Jingcheng's eyes moved slightly, and he looked at the dark clouds above his head: "Come back after thinking about it, I will always be here to wait for you." ”

He Ying was silent again.

Two or three minutes later, He Ying raised his head and exhaled a turbid breath, as if he had unloaded a thousand catties: "Since that's the case, let's do it tomorrow." ”

Xiao Jingcheng turned his head, smiled, and then nodded solemnly.

"Since you want to fight, you have to eat and drink enough, don't get wet in the rain, don't get sick when the time comes, say I'm in danger, come back with me, and we'll come together tomorrow."

Xiao Jingcheng hesitated for a few seconds, and then grinned: "Okay." ”

Under the black umbrella, the two returned.

When he returned to Yayuan, he first let Xiao Jingcheng take a hot bath, then changed into clean clothes and sat down at the table to eat.

Eighteen exquisite dishes on the table, three maids sat in the middle, in front of the table, sitting He Ying, and opposite, sitting Xiao Jingcheng.

The three maids didn't understand why their aunt brought their opponents back for dinner?

It is said that the two armies are fighting, either you die or I die, what is the matter with the brothers here? How will you fight tomorrow?

"Do you really want to fight the Sword God?"

He Ying raised his head and smiled: "Is this still fake?" ”

Xiao Jingcheng paused for a moment, then picked up a piece of meat and put it in his mouth: "Are you sure to win against the old sword god?" ”

"How do you know if you don't try?"

Xiao Jingcheng continued to chew.

"Do you think you can beat me?"

Xiao Jingcheng suddenly looked up at He Ying, but saw that he had already raised his wine glass with a smile on his face.

Xiao Jingcheng also smiled, laughing extremely easily, he put down his chopsticks and picked up his wine glass:

"How do you know if you don't try?"