Chapter 17: The Great Xia Dragon Sparrow (Ask for Follow-up!) )

As everyone knows, the Guigu is in the same vein, and only two disciples have been accepted in the past dynasties.

The north and south are vertical, and the east and west are horizontal, which contains the meaning of the world.

Every generation of Guigu disciples going down the mountain will cause a sensation in the rivers and lakes, and they will become the people who stir up the world.

"Not really."

Between the words of Gai Ming, there was a swordsman's coldness.

In Gai Ming's view, Junze asked an idiotic question.

"Nope."

Jun Ze's mind flashed with that domineering sword, and he believed that his eyes were not wrong.

Right now.

The two of them walked and stopped.

Under the moonlight, in front of Gai Ming and Jun Ze, between the peach blossoms, there were hundreds of iron horsemen dressed in black iron armor, wearing dragon-shaped masks, and uniform black horse armor.

"Black Dragon Iron Rider."

Jun Ze recognized the origin of this pair of iron riders at a glance.

The Black Dragon Iron Cavalry, the forbidden army directly under the First Emperor, is the most elite army of Da Ying.

This black dragon iron rider arrived at this time, obviously to finish.

"Mr. Gai."

The leading lieutenant stepped out of his sword and saluted with his fists in front of Gai Ming.

"We have no intention of offending Mr., let alone being an enemy of Mr., Mr. just needs to put down the people beside him and leave at any time."

Gai Ming once served Da Ying, the generals above the rank of 100 generals of the Black Dragon Iron Cavalry, all of whom had learned one and a half moves with Gai Ming, so the Black Dragon Iron Cavalry has always respected Gai Ming.

"Get out of the way."

The swordsman's cold voice.

"Please forgive me, sir, forgive me for not being able to obey my fate."

The leading lieutenant clenched his fists again, and there was already a cold sweat on his forehead under the black dragon mask.

Boom!

The sound of the sword roar is like a dragon's chant and a phoenix's roar.

These hundreds of black dragon iron horses were all restless because of this sword roar.

The sword in Gai Ming's hand was unsheathed, and his eyes were as indifferent as ice.

"I repeat, get out of the way."

The leading captain's pupils shrank sharply, he obviously knew this sword.

'Great Summer Dragon Sparrow! ’

"Array!"

Hundreds of Black Guards quickly surrounded Gai Ming and Jun Ze.

Jun Ze took a deep breath and regained some strength.

"By the way, I'll have to trouble you to run a trip to the sun for me later, in order to return a favor in the future."

Holding the sword horizontally, the gentleman's sword stands against the wind.

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Lieyang Outer City, Yongliu Lane.

When Chu Ci arrived, it was already night.

Whether it is the background of the times or the progress of development, this Da Ying is very similar to the Da Qin in Chu Ci's memory, but there are discrepancies in some places.

For example, curfews.

There was no curfew in Sun City, and it was business as usual at night.

It's a pity that the blacksmith shops are closed.

Chu Ci had to find a place first, and changed the yin and yang robes of the elders who had ascended to the Immortal Tower, and then stepped into Yongliu Lane.

Chu's father, Chu Qinghe, is a clerical official in the Lieyang Order's Mansion, and he is usually responsible for writing materials and the like.

has no power and no wealth, and his life savings are exchanged for such a small courtyard in and out, which can barely support a family.

Mother Song Ao was born in a scholarly family, and it is said that she was a nobleman of Qi State, Qi State was destroyed, and she fell to this point, and when she was helpless, she was picked up by Chu Qinghe, a kid.

As soon as you enter and exit the small courtyard, there is a big locust tree in the middle, two rooms in the east and west, and the kitchen and hall in the middle, barely enough for a family of four to live.

Chu Ci stood outside the door of this small courtyard, and his hand about to knock on the door stopped in mid-air.

Counting the time, he hasn't been home for three years.

The former owner of this body, in order to pursue the so-called immortal road, was fooled into the immortal tower.

If it weren't for Chu Ci's soul, he would have already become a monster, I don't know if he was eaten by other monsters in the giant pit, or he was caught and thrown into the furnace to practice Dan.

But his memory has been completely fused by Chu Ci.

For his family's feelings, Chu Ci is no different from the former owner of this body.

On the contrary, he cherishes this home even more.

Babble...

As soon as Chu Ci's hand was put down, the door took the initiative to open.

In my eyes, it is a girl with a girl's hair in a bun, with a delicate appearance and especially long eyelashes.

Two years longer, she must be a peerless beauty.

"You, you're..."

The girl looked at Chu Ci.

Chu Ci was also looking at the girl in front of him, which was slightly different from Chu Yu in his memory.

When he left home, Chu Yu was only eleven, and now he is fourteen.

In three years, she has grown a lot, and she is a big girl.

"Brother!"

Chu Yu recognized Chu Ci, jumped up in surprise on the spot, and then turned around and shouted.

"Daddy, Auntie, brother is back!"

In an instant, a man and a woman, both in their early forties, stepped out of the hall.

Chu Ci looked at it, and it was the same as in his memory.

The man is elegant and cold, with a goatee.

The woman was gentle and dignified, and although she was nearly forty years old, she looked at most twenty-seven or eighteen.

The moment Chu Qinghe saw Chu Ci, his eyes were obviously filled with joy, but they turned serious in an instant.

"You rebel, you haven't seen you for three years, and you still know to come back? It's better to die outside! ”

As soon as the scolding fell, Song Ao glared at Chu Qinghe fiercely, and Chu Qinghe didn't look over his head and pretended to cough dryly.

Then Song Ao walked quickly to Chu Ci, looked Chu Ci up and down anxiously, and when he found that Chu Ci was not missing arms, legs and other organs, he breathed a sigh of relief.

The eye sockets are already red.

Chu Ci looked respectful, took half a step back, knelt down respectfully, and kowtowed three times towards Chu Qinghe and Song Ao.

This head, it should be knocked on.

"You kid..."

Song Ao's tears couldn't be suppressed.

"Let's go inside and eat."

Chu Qinghe turned around and went straight into the hall, and the moment he turned around, his eyes were also red.

He could feel that his son had changed a lot, no longer as vain and arrogant as he was three years ago, but had really grown up.

"Yes, yes, yes, you kid has been in the dust all the way, and he must not have had time to eat yet."

"Yansi, go get a pair of chopsticks for your brother."

Words and thoughts are Chu Yu's words.

Song Ao wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, smiled and took Chu Ci's hand, and walked towards the hall together.

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It's late at night.

Both parents and Chu Yu had already slept peacefully, after all, there was almost no entertainment at this time.

When the full moon was in the sky, the night breeze was light, the leaves of the locust tree were swirling and dancing, and Chu Ci was sitting alone under the big locust tree in the courtyard.

"It feels like home."

Looking at his parents and Chu Yu's house, the picture of the family laughing at dinner couldn't help but appear in his eyes.

Heart, warm.

In the previous life, Chu Ci was an orphanage since he was a child, and he became the VP of a big factory by himself, but unfortunately he didn't have time to enjoy life and was blinded in a 'mountain and flowing water'.

"My Tao has an endless life, and mortals will only live for a hundred years."

Thinking that he would live forever and that his family would die for a hundred years, Chu Ci was a little sad.

Suddenly, a strong wind blew up, and the locust trees lost their leaves.

Chu Ci was suddenly startled, and his left hand "Tieyu Pear Flower" opened.

'What an amazing sword intent. ’

Chu Ci cultivates swords, and is naturally the most sensitive to sword intent.

"Entrusted by someone, give a thing."

A white-clothed figure appeared outside Chu Ci.