Between the Heavenly Hell and the Grinding Sword Cliff, of course, there was such an emperor who had seen under the cliff that day.

Lu Xiaoer probably thought of this too, after all, in order to prevent the emperor from going up the cliff that day, his uncle let go of the umbrella in front of him, and called for a brief moment of wind and snow.

The little boy looked at Nandao, who was silent on the side, hesitated a little, and said, "Could it have something to do with the majesty I saw that day?" ”

You Chunshan on the side was obviously shocked.

"Have you met Your Majesty?"

Nan Dao nodded and said calmly: "When I was under the cliff, I met once. ”

The little boy murmured there, "If it is Your Majesty, why do you do this? ”

Your Majesty, of course, has many options.

Instead of leaving only a Heavenly Hell Sword Cultivator who came for some reason.

Nandao was also pondering, but when his eyes caught a glimpse of the Taoist on the side, he suddenly remembered another thing.

The young man under the umbrella was stunned for a moment, then looked at Lu Xiaoer and said, "Senior Brother Chen, did you become a disciple of Qingtian Dao?" ”

Lu Xiaoer was also stunned for a moment, and then looked at the Taoist on the side, but he suddenly understood something.

"Yes."

On that day by the stream, the conversation between the two did not shy away from others.

It was Lu Xiaoer who naturally knew that Chen Huaifeng was here for Zhang Xiaoyu.

And this Daoist who seems to be the Qingtian Dao is left with the sword wound of Zhang Xiaoyu's causal sword.

These two things probably have nothing to do with each other, and probably the only thing in common is why they are here.

It's just that it is precisely because of this that Nandao suddenly remembered these things.

You Chunshan was a little confused on the side, and he didn't know why the two of them talked about the original sword cultivator.

"So probably as long as we find Senior Brother Chen Huaifeng, we will be able to know the reason for the appearance of this Taoist."

Nandao said softly.

You Chunshan also understood something at this point, looked at the Taoist and said, "It turns out that he has something to do with that sword cultivator uncle that day?" ”

Nandao nodded.

You Chunshan brought the almost grilled fish to his mouth, and said with a smile while gnawing on it: "That's good, I finally don't have to run on my back." ”

Nan Dao also remembered something, looked at You Chunshan and said with a smile: "And Senior Brother Chen is probably also a rich man, and your remuneration probably won't owe anything." ”

You Chunshan was greatly encouraged, and after eating the fish in three or two bites, he stood up in the dusk and said, "Then let's go to him now." ”

It's just that Lu Xiaoer and Nandao are sitting there quietly.

You Chunshan looked at the two of them a little blankly.

"Why don't you go?"

Lu Xiaoer looked up at You Chunshan and said, "Do you know where that senior uncle is now?" ”

You Chunshan silently sat down again.

Nandao said softly: "And when Senior Brother Chen came to the East China Sea for Zhang Xiaoyu, this Taoist was seriously injured, I'm afraid that Senior Brother Chen won't be much better." ”

You Chunshan said with some shock: "Are you saying that the senior uncle may also suddenly fall down and smash someone else's fish hot pot?" ”

Although this is deliberately naïve.

But the meaning is naturally not bad.

Nan Dao and Lu Xiaoer both looked a little dignified.

After a long time, the young man under the umbrella stood up and looked at the smoke-filled town in front of him.

"Let's go there first and see if we can get some news."

Lu Xiaoer also stood up with the sword, and You Chunshan waited until the two of them waded across the stream, and walked for a while before they reacted, hurriedly hung the wooden sword around their necks, carried the Taoist, and chased after the two.

......

The people of the East China Sea probably didn't want to mention anything related to swords for a long time.

Even if this is a large part of the human world where Sword Cliff is located.

But fortunately, the two teenagers with swords don't make people think much.

As for the other young man, he was carrying a wooden sword and an unconscious Taoist on his back, and the three of them looked strange, probably only Lu Xiaoer looked like a normal person.

So when everyone settled in the town that was about to leave the East China Sea, it attracted the attention of many townspeople.

There are a lot of remnants of Qiankun Dao Technique here, which should be the things that the two teenagers saw in the dusk when they finished fighting with Zhang Xiaoyu that day.

Nandao stood by the window and looked up, but when he saw those Dao techniques, he remembered the first kendo overhaul he had seen in the world.

The white-clothed sword cultivator who was in the garden of the Sword Sect and had a big dream of peach blossoms.

Of course, the Blades will die.

This is not something surprising.

Even if he turned into a demon and lived for more than a thousand years.

But the world can only live forever, not for eternity.

It is a matter of course that people live and die.

Nandao looked at it for a long time, and then sat down by the window again.

Although You Chunshan ate a grilled fish, he was probably still very hungry, so he took Lu Xiaoer out to forage for food, and inquired about the news by the way.

Nandao was alone in his room, thinking about many things.

For example, he still doesn't know what the white-clothed sword cultivator was for, he wanted to help himself.

It's just that this young man thought about it for a long time, but he suddenly couldn't remember what he said to Cong Jian in the Sword Sect Garden.

Although there are some things that have been cut by grass for Hotaru with scissors a long time ago.

But when I think about it, I feel like this.

Those short stories related to Cong Blade, it seems that with the death of that sword cultivator, it is like a dream in the spring breeze, as soon as the wind blows at dawn, it is scattered into a pool of peach blossoms.

Nandao sat facing the small window for a long time.

The door behind him opened.

"Uncle Shi seems to be practicing again, why don't we go out for a while?"

This is You Chunshan's voice.

Nandao was naturally just in a daze, so he turned his head, looked at the two and said, "You guys came back so quickly?" ”

You Chunshan carried some food in his hand, walked over and put it next to Nandao, and said, "No, we just went to buy some food, so we brought some back for Uncle Shi." ”

Lu Xiaoer was holding the sword at the door, and said softly: "But I didn't hear any useful news along the way, the sword light in March, the people in the town were all scolding Your Majesty and Cong Blade's seniors." ”

If you do something wrong, of course, you should be scolded.

Nandao didn't say anything, nodded, looked at the two who were going out again, and said, "Bring a pot of wine when you come back." ”

Lu Xiaoer said: "Okay." ”

The door was closed again.

Nandao looked at the food on the side, but did not refuse You Chunshan's kindness, so he sat by the window and ate.

Just like what I thought when I was listening to the wind platform.

Practice, of course, is boring.

Probably eating some delicious food in the world will make you feel better.

So the flowers in the sea of gods are also withering happily and turning into Dao fruits one by one.

The teenager has been very diligent during this time.

Those originally empty divine seas have been filled again, and the peach blossoms have walked out of the wind and snow grass house, and are standing quietly by the rivers of Yuanqi Creek.

The boy who had finished eating also appeared here with an umbrella and a sword on his back.

"Do you remember the story about the Blades?"

Nandao asked, looking at Peach Blossom.

Peach Blossom shook her head very calmly and said, "I forgot." ”

Probably even if it's a peach blossom, I only remember the original sentence of holding your umbrella tightly, boy.

Nan Dao quietly looked at those isolated islands of vitality, and also looked at the glimmer of light that overflowed the Divine Sea, and said softly: "But I always feel that I have been able to get to where I am now, probably inseparable from that sword cultivation. ”

The boy still remembers that the man said that he was not allowed to call him senpai.

So the little boy was talking about the Cong Blade seniors, and Nandao was just talking about the Cong Blade.

Peach Blossom didn't deny it, but said calmly: "Everyone goes to any kind of situation, and it has a relationship with everyone they meet in their life." It's not just people, you stand on the side of the road, maybe a wind blows, there will be a thousand possible changes. ”

"Attachment to kindness, attachment to hatred, are meaningless things."

The white-clothed peach-faced man turned his head to face the South Island.

"You have only one old friend and only one enemy, and that is me."

"It's yourself, too."

The South Island stood there quietly.

Peach Blossom continued: "So sometimes, when you are unconscious, some of the things that that little Lingnan sword cultivator is talking about there are actually very right for me. ”

Nandao finally heard Peach Blossom tell some stories about his coma, and said with some curiosity: "What is that?" ”

Peach Blossom said softly: "Carefree, no illness and no disaster." ”

This is the most pious prayer of that little Lingnan sword cultivator.

Nandao quietly bowed his head.

I don't know why, but the boy felt that his eye sockets were probably a little swollen, like his eyes were getting bigger, like his eyelids were getting thicker, so he held up a lot of things.

So astringent.

Yes.

This young man has always said so sincerely that he is a Lingnan sword cultivator, naturally not only because Lingnan has helped him a lot, but also because of the existence of such a small sword cultivator.

Nandao looked down at those streams of vitality for a long time, and some things were converging towards the sea of gods, slowly taking shape, like a glimmer of light, like a touch of airflow.

The young man's gaze followed all the way, and then maintained such a posture of looking up for a long time.

"So in the end, do I even have to forget about my senior sister?"

Peach Blossom didn't answer such a question, just looked at the boy for a long time.

Probably the answer is yes.

......

There are a lot of people talking nonsense in the wine shop, and if there is a lot of nonsense, there will be some news from all directions.

Although the little boy didn't drink well, in order to inquire about the news, he still stayed there and sat with You Chunshan looking at each other.

The two of them had finished eating two plates of peanuts, and the wine hadn't moved much.

"What are you watching me do?"

Lu Xiaoer ignored the wine in the glass and asked shamelessly.

You Chunshan was silent for a long time and said, "I want to see when you can finish this glass of wine." ”

Lu Xiaoer sneered.

"Don't talk about me, you look at yourself first."

You Chunshan said confidently: "I've always been unlucky, I can get up on my own when I fall when I'm sober, I drink too much, what if I fall and cover myself in vomit?" ”

Lu Xiaoer was silent.

People who don't drink well probably don't recommend drinking alone.

If you die, no one will know.

It's just that two people who don't drink well get together, and no one dares to drink more.

What if they all drank too much and died together?

Even if only one is killed, the other will not be able to live in guilt for the rest of his life?

So the eldest brother of the two didn't laugh at the second brother, and began to eat peanuts with his head bored.

The shopkeeper came over with a blank face, looked at the two and asked, "What's wrong with the two guest officers, is my family's wine not delicious?" ”

“......”

You Chunshan said without changing his face: "We are waiting for someone." ”

Such a sentence, coupled with a young boy with an extremely unusual sword on his back, and a young man with a wooden sword, is obviously enough to constitute a very mysterious story.

The shopkeeper didn't ask much, and saw that the two liked peanuts, so they had two more plates.

It's just probably quite ironic.

Naturally, you have to do a full set of plays.

Probably curious about who the two were waiting for, the shopkeeper glanced over here from time to time.

Lu Xiaoer and the others listened to it for a long time, but they didn't hear any useful news, so after finishing four dishes of peanuts, they planned to leave.

It's just that before leaving, the little boy looked at You Chunshan very seriously and said in a low voice.

"Say it quickly."

You Chunshan was stunned for a moment, then reacted, glanced at the shopkeeper, raised his glass and took a sip, and then hugged his sword and sighed.

"If you don't wait for a long time, probably he won't dare to come, let's go."

"Okay."

Then the two of them turned around and walked out very neatly.

Only left a confused face, always feeling like something was wrong with the shopkeeper.

When I walked out of the wine shop, it was already night in the town, the East China Sea was not as high as the south, and the star dome was unobstructed, which was naturally a different scenery for the little boy.

Coupled with some drunkenness, the two held a pot of wine, supported each other, and walked slowly on the street with some shaking.

Vaguely seemed to hear something, shouldn't these two people be at the same table with the dog?

.......

"They're at the same table as the dogs, so it's none of your business."

Le Chaotian said without looking back.

This Taoist was looking at the starlight above the sky, and he didn't know what he was thinking, so he naturally didn't look in the direction that Lu Xiaosan was pointing.

The little boy with the gourd on his back looked at the swaying figure that blurred away in the night, and said with a smile: "But it has something to do with you, uncle, aren't you also at the dog's table?" ”

Le Chaotian turned his head and looked at the little boy silently.

"Then you're going to be under the table at the dog's table."

Songguo was speechless and looked at the two of them who could do such a thing.

"Then you might as well go in and have a drink."

Le Chaotian and Lu Xiaosan turned their heads very tacitly.

"The stars are so bright today."

"Yes, yes."

......

Lu Xiaoer glanced back, as if he vaguely saw a little boy with a sword and a gourd on his back.

I thought to myself, it seems that this is indeed much more handsome than carrying a sword on my back.

Some drunken little teenagers raised their hands and patted at You Chunshan on the side, but they slapped it empty, and when they looked down, sure enough, the unlucky guy was already lying on the ground on the flat long street, and was vomiting there.

Because the wine was bought for the South Island, it was naturally a stronger wine.

Even if the two didn't drink much, after standing up, the strength of the wine gradually came up, but they were also dazed.

The little boy stretched out his hand to pull the unlucky bastard, but he stepped on You Chunshan's ankle and fell down with a thud.

Lu Xiaoer looked at You Chunshan lying in a pile of vomit, and thought to himself, he really had to live in guilt for the rest of his life.

Fortunately, the little boy is also a sword cultivator in the water realm, and after the tide of drunkenness in a daze has passed for a while, he also reacted, urging the vitality in his body to dissolve the drunkenness, until he was sweating profusely and his face was red, the little boy felt a lot more comfortable, so he pulled the unlucky guy up.

The two of them sat on the side of the street, blown by the night wind, but they were sober again.

Lu Xiaoer suddenly remembered, lying on the ground and looking around.

"What are you looking for?"

"The wine I brought for my uncle is gone."

Lu Xiaoer was stunned for a moment when he finished speaking, and when he raised his head, he saw a young man holding an umbrella and drinking a pot of wine in his hand.

"When did you come, uncle?"

Lu Xiaoer asked a little blankly.

Nandao said helplessly: "Just now when you were swaying there. ”

"Okay."

Lu Xiaoer felt very ashamed.

Sure enough, he drank and made a mistake, and next time he drank, he Lu Xiaoer would be a dog like Lu Xiaosan.

When the little boy was reflecting on himself, he found that You Chunshan, who was sitting on the side of the street, began to climb up all over the ground again.

"What are you looking for?"

Lu Xiaoer asked with a puzzled expression.

You Chunshan didn't raise his head and said, "Give.... Bring it to Uncle Shi.... The wine is gone. ”

“......”

Nandao looked at the two of them helplessly.

Why do the people I meet drink so badly?

In fact, it is not because the people you meet have a bad amount of alcohol, but because people who have a poor amount of alcohol are more likely to be remembered because of some stupid things.

For example, the young man naturally can't think of Qing Xiang, can't think of Cong Blade, and doesn't want to draft for those people like Firefly.

Those are probably all people who have drunk the sea and the sword qi has been exhausted.

Lu Xiaoer helped You Chunshan up.

"No need to look for it, Uncle Shi has already come to look for us."

Nandao appeared here, naturally because he remembered that Lu Xiaoer had an average amount of alcohol, and he went to buy wine, but he didn't come back for a long time, so he came out to look for it.

After all, if something happens to Lu Xiaoer, Nandao doesn't know how to face Lu Xiaoxiao in the future.

Although cultivators are rarely willing to relieve hangover, fortunately, the little boy has made an exception to use his vitality to relieve hangover, and there will not be a scene where the young man under the umbrella drags the two of them back with difficulty.

The three of them walked slowly towards the inn.

It was only when the boy under the umbrella pushed open the door of the inn that he was silent.

Lu Xiaoer stretched out his head and looked in a little puzzled.

There's nothing in there.

So when the little boy looked up at his uncle and was about to ask what the question was, he suddenly reacted slowly, and his expression was obviously surprised.

Naturally, there is nothing that makes it seem weird.

What about the unconscious Taoist?

The little boy let go of You Chunshan, who was still drunk, and held the sword behind him.