The atmosphere in the Buried Sword Valley gradually relaxed, and listening to the plans of Lin Manliu and Eleven also made the old Si clan present a little more at ease.

If in the past years, the mountain owner's nowhere to be found, and the young lady's lonely departure from the mountain are the root of their heart disease.

At this moment, it can be regarded as a complete removal of the lesion. The man who called Brother Wang suddenly said loudly: "Mountain Lord, but the Snow Marquis and those who hurt you... Maybe it's all the way? Si Yan shook his head and chuckled, but did not give a reply.

Lin Manliu replied loudly: "Uncle Wang's words are indeed possible, but if that Xuehou is with him, we won't be able to catch up with the Buried Sword Valley..."

There is also no reason for Si Yan, who is trapped here, to live and wait for them. There must be some plan to capture it and trap it in the Valley of Buried Blades, even if it is for the sake of forging Sword Peak or if they can rescue it, it may also be in the planning of those behind the scenes.

But these are not what Lin Manliu and Eleven should think about now, they can only take one step at a time. Si Yan said loudly: "Then stay here for a little more time, if Qiao Bo comes here during this period, I will find a way to meet with him for verification!" Brother Wang opened his mouth and said: "Now that the matter is arranged, I will go out to investigate first, and take the mountain master out when there is no one!" Si Yan bowed his head to show that when the old Si clan went out of the valley, he continued to meditate and breathe.

Eleven hadn't spoken since his earlier quip. At this moment, all three people in the valley did not speak, and fell into silence.

Lin Manliu casually glanced around and abandoned his sword, in addition to the four swords, there were many blades of different styles, most of which were broadswords.

The short-shirted young man opened his mouth and asked, "The sword momentum of the Sword Casting Peak is handed out with a light sword and a thin sword, which can show the dexterity in it, but why are there relatively few abandonment of the sword here?" Si Yan replied loudly: "It is the dexterity of the light sword, and the power of the sword is easy to exert, not the power of the sword can be shown by the light sword alone..."

Even if it is accompanied by Qiao Ruchen, Li Junce, or Senior Sister Qiao, most of them are light swords and short soldiers.

The young man's thoughts were interrupted by the words of the Sword Casting Peak Mountain Lord, and he looked up at the masked man, and then looked back at the master.

Lin Manliu understood what Si Yan meant, just because the light sword was dexterous and easy to use the sword momentum of the Sword Casting Peak.

But to make the sword most lethal, a dexterous light sword or a light short soldier are not the best choice.

And the broadsword standing on both sides of the mountain road here, as well as the Xia Ming cicada used by the master and the person in front of him!

It didn't take long for the old Si clan to go to the outer side of the valley to return.

"The disciples of the Buried Sword Valley have all returned to the village, and the mountain master can go out of the valley!" Brother Wang shouted. Si Yan pestle the ground with one hand, and then stood up.

The tall figure stood in the valley, looking at his slightly tattered robe, and raised his hand to tear it all to the ground.

The shackles of the old days are about to be shaken off... Si Yan followed behind Eleven and Lin Manliu, and walked towards the outside of the valley step by step.

At this moment, he walked easily and calmly. Because of the strange noises that lingered in my ears and couldn't be dispersed.

After the previous eleven struck each other with stone bars and imitation swords, they completely disappeared. Si Yan looked at the light at the exit of the valley, which he had never imagined in all these years.

originally thought that he could only be trapped in this Buried Sword Valley in the future, but he never thought that he would be able to see the light of day again and get out of here again.

Eleven didn't look at the tall man behind her, she looked at the scenery of Taniguchi, and her heart was also touched.

Since the disaster on the Sword Forging Peak, she had sealed these things in her heart early, and she didn't have the slightest thought of restarting, so she should forget them all.

But today, when she walked back to that heart, she found that there was still warmth. In fact, she never forgot... Near the exit of the valley, everyone can already see the scenery outside the valley.

The old Si clan's subordinates stationed outside were also looking at them happily, and Angkor, who was the leader, had already raised his right arm and looked at Si Yan.

Si Yan coughed slightly, just about to call out the name of the child in front of him. Cough... Cough... At the same moment, there seemed to be a breeze blowing, and a slight sound sounded in everyone's ears.

Suddenly, Si Yan only felt uncomfortable in his heart, his body staggered back two steps, and then the whole person began to cover his heart and began to gasp for breath.

Eleven could hear the movement behind him and hurriedly turned to look. Finding that the tall figure had already fallen to the ground, the old Si clan behind him also hurriedly stepped forward to meet him.

"Mountain Lord! What happened to you! ”

"Senpai!" Watching Lin Manliu and the old Si clan rush to Si Yan's side one after another, Eleven looked at his father helplessly.

The cries were heard from outside the valley, and soon everyone was gathered together. Eleven was at a loss, and she didn't know how to deal with it at this time.

Lin Manliu saw that the situation was wrong, and hurriedly spoke: "Send the seniors back to the valley first, and remember not to touch those abandoned swords along the way!" Brother Wang and Angkor were much calmer than the others, so they immediately picked up Si Yan and walked towards the valley.

Soon, at the entrance of the Buried Sword Valley, only the woman in black and the boy in a short shirt remained. Eleven muttered: "What did you hear..."Lin Manliu said loudly: "It's still that sound... But don't worry, Master, there is always a way to crack everything, don't rush at this time! Hearing the young man's comfort, this made the woman in black calm down a little.

She immediately ran towards the valley, and Lin Manliu looked around the valley mouth for a week, and after confirming that there was nothing unusual, she followed.

Returned to the depths of the Buried Sword Valley, and under the guidance of Si Yan, he came to the sword casting platform. His face softened a lot, and the whole person leaned on the table, gradually calming down.

Si Yan looked at the sadness on everyone's faces, and laughed at himself: "Probably this is what that person said, hiding in it forever..."

Brother Wang sighed: "The mountain lord doesn't need to comfort me, we will definitely find a way to rescue the mountain lord from here!" ”

"Out of the way... It's a blessing to be able to stop being crazy now! When the woman in black and the short-shirted boy stepped forward, Si Yanqiang squeezed a smile and was about to continue to tell some jokes.

"You guys are crying one by one, what do you want juniors to do! You said yes—" But before he could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by Eleven's voice.

"Did you hear that?" Si Yan stopped laughing and replied, "That's right...

Lin Manliu tugged at the corner of his master's clothes, and Eleven nodded. The young man looked at Si Yan and said, "The predecessor was not affected in the valley, but when he was outside the valley, he heard those noises again, it should be because he has lived in the Sword Valley for a long time!" Si Yan was puzzled: "What's the explanation?" Lin Manliu explained: "After the blades here are transported here, they will not reappear in the light of the sky, and they will be destroyed in an instant when they come out. Si Yan laughed miserably: "That can indeed only live in the shadows of the valley..."The short-shirted young man shook his head and said loudly: "There must be a way out of the valley!" "Because if Si Yan is here, those people will be imprisoned and not killed, and he will definitely not be allowed to die here.

If someone managed to lure him out of the valley and died so easily when he had no mind, then Si Yan would have no value at all.

To accomplish what they planned, Si Yan, who was trapped here, was killed

The opportunity to "save" out will definitely take the lion's share. The explanations given to themselves by these teenagers naturally do not speak out.

Lin Manliu continued: "We can first camp outside the valley, take turns to enter the Buried Sword Valley to check on the situation of the seniors, and if we have the previous madness, we can make plans!" Si Yan responded: "Then according to Xiaoyou's meaning!" Lao Wang, Lao Huang, and..."The Sword Casting Peak Mountain Lord said, looking at the position of the woman in black, his face was a little embarrassed, and he didn't know how to comfort and answer.

Eleven was the first to react, and the whole person turned around and walked out.

"Let's do it according to the meaning of Manliu first, and I won't keep the matter of discussion, and I'll go outside the valley to take care of his affairs."

"By the way, the name has been dropped... I'm called Eleven now..."Eleven's sudden cold mood made everyone present a little puzzled, and even the teenager was a little confused.

Si Yan understood what she was thinking, she just wanted to suppress her inner thoughts again in these forms.

Only by leaving these emotions behind her can she calmly cut off what happened, instead of being at a loss at the entrance of the valley before.

...... In the village outside the Valley of the Buried Sword, the disciples stationed here re-hid their blades and returned to their usual appearance.

He who should rest in the house lies on the couch, pretending to be unconscious. The idlers who should be gagging at the entrance of the village also found a place to squat and sit up and chat.

This simple village folk style is highlighted vividly. At this moment, everyone heard the sound of wheezing from the entrance of the village.

A rickety boy with a tree branch as a crutch appeared in front of them. His clothes were extremely shabby, and there were several cuts on his shoulders, and if they were any bigger, they would have become strips of cloth.

The rickety boy glanced at the sparsely populated village, and thought to himself that it was in a stable place.

So he wanted to rest for a moment on the stump at the entrance of the village, and he hobbled forward with his cane.

Looking at that limp step, it looks really miserable. It was not easy for the disciples of the Buried Sword Valley to drive this person away immediately, so they had to rest at the entrance of the village by this rickety young man.

The golden deacon waited for a moment, remembering that there were still young ladies and others in the Valley of the Buried Sword at this time, so he took some silver and dry food from the house, and prepared to send this person away.

Deacon Kim placed the object in his hand at the young man's feet, and then spoke.

"Here's some silver and food, let's go early..."The rickety boy cautiously glanced at the dry food on the ground, and then prepared to say thanks.

But when he looked into Deacon Jin's eyes, the rickety boy hurriedly fell back. He had seen that kind of look, not the ordinary disgust and disgust, but more ulterior motives...