Huo Tianqing walked through the courtyard, the light of the small building covered his pale face and looked lonely and tired, and his thin lips rose slightly, as if he was mocking, as if he had an indescribable pride.

Although he didn't see the result of this battle, he could already predict the fate of Dugu Yihe's death.

No one can beat Simon Blowing Snow with only five successful powers, and Simon's sword is often merciless.

Huo Tianqing is very satisfied, he is the son of the old man of Tianyu, as soon as he was born, he became the junior brother of the second elder of Shangshan, the uncle of Guanzhong Daxia Shanxi Yan, and the only heir of Tianyumen.

Pounced, a carrier pigeon flew into the hospital.

The figure swept away, the toes tapped the rockery, and the figure had risen three or four feet in an instant, and the carrier pigeon fell into the palm of his hand.

Huo Tianqing fell lightly to the ground, took off the bundled short note from the pigeon's leg, and smiled.

Lu Xiaofeng met Emei Sixiu, because Emei Sixiu told him a terrible news, Dugu Yihe also arrived at the Jewel Pavilion.

Although he and Dugu Yihe are not very familiar with each other, he has seen Dugu Yihe's swordsmanship more than once, although he has never gone through all his strength, but it is extremely amazing.

Ximen Blowing Snow will never miss it when he encounters such a master.

But Dugu Yihe's swordsmanship is sharp, and his defense is even more strict, and Ximen Chuixue is probably not an opponent.

Now, he only hopes that Ximen Blowing Snow will not meet Dugu Yihe, otherwise Ximen Blowing Snow will blow his own blood this time.

Lu Xiaofeng unfolded his body and swept towards the Jeweled Treasure Pavilion, fortunately, he didn't have to worry, after passing through a dense forest, Lu Xiaofeng saw the West Gate blowing snow in the tavern next to the road.

The glory and wealth of Wanmei Villa is by no means under the Jiangnan Hua family, and Ximen Blowing Snow has never been short of money.

Ximen Fuxue sat casually at a table with a plate of green vegetables, a stack of boiled tofu, two boiled eggs, and a bowl of noodles.

The person who is bent on the sword is lonely, and he can't enjoy it, and the dark sword is placed next to him, very close to his hand, and he can draw the sword at any time, and he can kill at any time.

Lu Xiaofeng smiled, Ximen Blowing Snow was his friend, and he was also invited out of the villa, he naturally didn't want to see the other party encounter an accident, otherwise he might feel guilty for a lifetime.

I'm not dead. Ximen Fuxue seemed to have expected Lu Xiaofeng's arrival, and seemed to have known what he was going to say: after thirty moves, Dugu Yihe's sword suddenly became chaotic. A master like him would never have made such a mistake.

Lu Xiaofeng said: So he died?

Simon Blowing Snow's sword will never be merciful, nor will it be merciful.

Simon Blowing Snow: Someone saved him.

Lu Xiaofeng said: Saving people from Ximen Blowing Snow?

Ximen Fuxue paused for a moment, and said word by word: Su Ang

Lu Xiaofeng said: Sure enough, it's him!

Deep in the forest, it is blocked by dense forests, and from a distance, you can only see the courtyard wall or the corner of the roof.

A figure tapped on the branch, and the person had drifted into the courtyard, Huo Tianqing looked at a brightly lit room in the courtyard, and an indescribable warm current suddenly emerged in his heart.

Please come in, a clear voice came out of the room, Huo Tianqing's figure suddenly froze, and his originally calm expression was swept away, and the clouds were full, as if he could burst into thunderous anger at any time.

Suddenly heard the voices of other men at home, probably with this kind of expression, he stepped forward, pushed open the door, and saw a black dress, in addition to him, Shangguan Feiyan and Shangguan Xue'er The two sisters were also in the room. One beat him on the back, and the other pinched his legs, as if he were a servant.

Brother Huo, please be seated. Su Ang waved his hand, it was not an easy task to catch up with two games in a row tonight.

Huo Tianqing didn't sit down, as if he hadn't heard, he just stared at Shangguan Feiyan.

Shangguan Feiyan was beating Su Ang's back with her pink fist, her delicate cheeks with a sweet smile, full of girlish admiration and worship, as if being able to beat him on the back was a thing worthy of honor and praise.

Huo Tianqing's complexion became complicated.

Su Ang glanced at him and said lightly: "Brother Huo, I heard that you are the head of the Jewel Pavilion?"

This sentence contains true power, and the voice is not loud, but it echoes throughout the room,

Huo Tianqing said coldly: Not bad.

Su Angdao: Yan Tieshan, the owner of the Jeweled Treasure Pavilion, is dead, so this part of the property is in your hands.

Huo Tianqing said: That's good.

Su Angdao: As far as I know, Yan Tieshan's original name was Yan Liben, and he was an important minister of the Jinpeng Dynasty, and his property was also the wealth of the Jinpeng Dynasty's treasury for revival.

Huo Tianqing said: That's good.

Su Ang pointed at Shangguan Feiyan and Shangguan Xue'er, and said: The descendants of the Jinpeng Dynasty are almost dead, and now only the two sisters are left, should you return them to their original owners now.