Han Changsheng looked at Ling He with a look of surprise on his face: "Yo! Are you finally willing to come back? ”

Ling Or looked at him speechlessly.

"Speak human words."

Han Changsheng said: "Hehe, it's a coincidence that you came back, Ah Zhao is promising to talk to us about the 'Golden Terrace' and the Road Wound Sparrow!" ”

Xie Zhao: "."

Did she say yes?

Xie Zhao looked helpless, and beeped the dog's irritability!

She was clearly driven to the shelves, and she was forced to buy and sell!

Ling He was stunned and subconsciously looked at Xie Zhao.

Xie Zhao stood with his two fingers, pointed at Han Changsheng from afar, raised his eyebrows and said:

"I've said it beforehand, I'll just talk about this part at most. Moreover, only pick what you want to say, and you don't have to get an inch in it. ”

Han Changsheng nodded as if he was backwards, very well-behaved.

He promised: "I swear, I will never move an inch!" Let's talk about it! ”

As he spoke, he stretched out his right hand and used his thumb and forefinger to make a narrow distance in front of his eyes.

"—Na, that's just a small loss! That's not too much, right? I won't ask more. ”

Xie Zhao arched the hat on the top of his skull with the back of his hand, revealing a pair of eyebrows like a pool of clear water, and then muttered helplessly.

"Okay."

At this moment, Bo Xuan, who had been standing under the steps outside the pavilion, quietly entered the pavilion at some point, and stood two steps away as quietly as a chicken, looking like he was listening.

Xie Zhao looked at Bo Xuan dumbfounded.

Her thin lips opened and closed, and it took a while for a while to spit out a sentence with a complicated expression:

"It's not. Bo Xuan, you have been hiding from the world at the Hulu Altar for many years, are you also interested in these gossip? ”

Bo Xuan said lightly:

"Since I have cultivated the 'Path of Affection', I should have listened more and watched more about the things of this world."

Xie Zhao looked confused.

Bo Xuan said such a thing with a desireless expression, which really made people feel very disobedient!

Who knew that she was not salty and added another sentence.

"What's more, the story of the half-step Void Heaven Realm's master, the 'Golden Terrace' Road Injury Sparrow, is good to hear."

Xie Zhao's tongue was bitter, she glanced at her, and asked shamelessly:

"Where's the good?"

Bo Xuan frowned in confusion.

"Isn't it good enough to be born from a sword slave and become the swordsman of the 'Chitose Sword Immortal', and later the 'Hetu Swordsmanship' Dacheng has a place in the rivers and lakes?"

Han Changsheng nodded again and again.

"No! It's just so inspiring, isn't it! ”

Ling He frowned slightly and glanced at him silently.

Who knew that Han Changsheng had never had the ability to see, he didn't receive Ling He's "signal" at all, and he was still talking in a loud voice:

"Hey, although the 'Golden Terrace' Road Hurt Bird and Ah Zhao you have a personal grudge and have hurt you, but Ah Zhao, you can't be biased with personal emotions when telling stories!"

He had heard Ling Or say before that when Ling He rescued Xie Zhao to heal her injuries, he found that the most serious penetrating wound on her body was the sword intent.

Good guys, I didn't expect wow!

His family is not big, and his ability to cause trouble is absolutely earth-shattering!

Even the "Golden Terrace" Road Wound Sparrow could be provoked by her and draw her sword, and when she escaped, she actually kidnapped the natal sword of someone else's half-step Void Heaven Realm master!

Xie Zhao was almost laughed at by Han Chang angrily.

She glanced at him coldly, and said impatiently:

"Don't ink, if you want to ask, ask quickly, what's wrong with blowing the wind here on such a cold day."

Well, it's really cold.

Han Changsheng was also afraid that Xie Zhao, a sick seedling, would be frozen, so he no longer joked about it, and his eyes were excited and shining:

"Let's start with how you and Lord Lu Que Lu met."

Ling He and Bo Xuan also suddenly turned their heads to look at Xie Zhao.

Xie Zhao was silent for a moment, as if he was sorting out his thoughts and recalling something.

After a moment, she sighed softly, looked up at the boundless black soil and the pale snow at the end of the official road in the distance, and slowly spoke:

"I was very young when I met Lu Hurt Sparrow."

Han Changsheng frowned and asked, "It's very small, how small?" ”

Xie Zhao's eyes were slightly empty.

The next moment, she smiled and replied, "How small?" At that time, I was just able to hold a wooden sword. ”

Han Changsheng was stunned.

"That's six or seven years old."

Six or seven years old?

Definitely.

The age of seven years old is the best age for ordinary children to start practicing martial arts and holding swords.

Xie Zhao sighed in his heart: But at that time, she was just able to hold a sword, but she was actually only three years old.

She has never been the kind of person who has a life and can be an ordinary happy child. Therefore, when she held the sword, it was much earlier than other children of the same age.

However, Xie Zhao did not refute and correct Han Changsheng's words.

She couldn't make it too clear, or she was afraid that they would find out.

So he just got by, knew his mistakes and said vaguely: "Almost." ”

Three years old and six or seven years old are considered drooping age, so she is not lying, is she?

Ling He frowned and asked, "So, you really have a distant relative, who is the steward of the Xie family in Xunyang?" ”

Otherwise, how could she have the opportunity to meet the road wound sparrow when she was still in her last days?

Ling may remember that in Li Suhe's mansion in Zhaoge City before, he once asked Xie Zhao why he was wearing the famous sword "Golden Terrace".

At that time, she was vague, only saying that she had a distant cousin in the Xie family in Xunyang, and her uncle was in charge of the Xie family.

He used to just think she was talking nonsense, is it really not true?

Xie Zhao lowered his eyes and did not answer directly, but said:

"In short, I did know Lu Hurt Bird in Xunyang."

She said lightly: "At that time, although I had already started to practice swords, I was too young and had no internal strength foundation, so every time I fought against Lu Hurt Bird, I lost nine times out of ten." ”

Han Changsheng laughed unceremoniously and laughed loudly:

"No, Ah Zhao, if you didn't lose at that time, then there was a ghost, right?

Not to mention that Lu Hurt Bird's martial arts talent is known to the world, and it is much higher than you, a little golden remote realm rookie!

- Let's just talk about your age gap, it's like a chasm! ”

He touched his chin and wondered: "In this way, when Ah Zhao was just able to hold a sword at the age of six or seven, wouldn't Lu Hurt Bird already be fourteen or fifteen years old?"

Fifteen-year-old Lu Hurt Bird, who is already a master of the Mahayana realm, how could he do it with you as a milk doll?

It seems that your distant cousin is very favored by the master in the Xie family, and he still has such a big face! ”

Xie Zhao was slightly silent.

In fact, when she was three years old when she held a sword, Lu Hurt Bird was eleven years old.

But it is true that at the age of eleven, he is already in the Guanyu Xuan Realm.

Even the twenty-year-old Han Changsheng, who was now also in the Guanyu Xuan Realm, was not the opponent of the Lu Wound Sparrow who was only eleven years old at the time.

Han Shaoxia, who grew up in the nest of wealth, has suffered the greatest hardship in his life, but he lost his money and was penniless when he first entered the rivers and lakes.

Han Changsheng's sword intent was far from the courage of the desperate and fearless death in the sword intent of the road wounded bird.

In martial arts, the two sides face each other, and those who are afraid of death will die first - this is an eternal truth.

Xie Zhao sighed softly and said with a headache:

"Did I say it, or did you say it?"

Han Changsheng let out an "ah", looked at the complicated gazes of the three people opposite, and said with a smile:

"You say, you say, I won't interrupt you, okay?"

Thank you Baozi, I hope that your heart is like my heart, and the monthly pass of the nine days of clouds~