"Brother, did you break through?"

Song Qian's eyes showed a look of surprise, and she ran to his side full of joy and kept looking.

"Breakthrough!"

Song Xuan had a smile on his face, he was in a very good mood at this time, stepping into the innate realm, which also meant that as long as he didn't die and went to Wudang Mountain to provoke Zhang Sanfeng, he didn't dare to say that he was rampant in this Mingzhou realm, but at least it was enough to protect himself.

"How can this evil sword spectrum be so good?"

Song Qian stared at the sword book in her hand in surprise, and gritted her teeth, "I'm a woman, so I don't need to go to the palace, right?" ”

As she spoke, without waiting for Song Xuan to speak, she drew out her long sword and began to practice according to the above moves.

"Whatever, I'll try it first!"

A quarter of an hour later, Song Qian's face was flushed with steam, her eyes began to blur, and she looked at Song Xuan's weird hehe and smiled.

Seeing this, Song Xuan stepped out and came directly to her, slapped the long sword in Song Qian's hand, and then took her arm and threw her into a pond in the old mansion.

Washed by the cold water like this, Song Qian's eyes gradually regained clarity, raised her hand and slapped it on the water, and the whole person jumped out.

"I just went mad?"

"Well, you're smiling like a fool." Song Xuan said curiously: "When you went crazy, did any illusion appear in front of your eyes?" ”

Song Qian's face was still a little flushed, and she turned her face a little embarrassed, "No, I don't know, my brain is muddy, I can't remember clearly." ”

Song Xuan snorted, but it was not unexpected, he went crazy, and it was normal for his mind to not be sober.

"Brother, why don't you have to be fine in the palace, but I can't cultivate?"

Song Qian muttered, "The Xuan Bing energy in my dantian can't suppress the rising heat at all, how did you suppress it?" ”

"I'm not using Xuan Bingjin."

Song Xuan pondered for a moment, perhaps because of the great increase in his cultivation strength at this moment, he also thought about many things, and became less cautious.

"You may have guessed it, I just practiced Xuan Bingjin casually, but what I really practiced was actually Tongzigong!"

"Tong Zigong?"

Song Qian seemed to have expected it a long time ago, and she was not too surprised, "After Sister Lu told me about what you did before, I actually had this kind of guess.

Brother, did your father pass on this child's skill? ”

Song Xuan was silent for a moment, then shook his head, "No! ”

This is the reason why he was reluctant to talk about this matter before, because he couldn't say the origin of the exercises, so he could only rely on making it up, and if he made up a lie, he would have to cover up more lies in the future.

It's a hassle.

"It's not from my father......"

Song Qian suddenly became happy, "It seems that Old Song is not partial!" ”

"It seems that you still have a lot of secrets, do others still know about your cultivation of Tongzigong?"

"No, you're the first to know!"

Song Qian smiled and said: "Brother, you are practicing Tongzigong, so you often go to Golan to listen to music, is it to hone your mind?" ”

Thinking about it like this, she clapped her hands, as if she understood the reason, "No wonder you can withstand the heat in your body, and you can withstand the madness, this mental tempering is indeed amazing!" ”

Song Xuan was stunned for a moment, and then nodded slowly.

If you think so, then I'll admit it, that's right, your brother and I are just going to hone our hearts!

In some ways, Song Qian's younger sister is really sensible, for example, she may also see that the elder brother doesn't want to talk too much about Tongzigong, so he doesn't mention the origin of that exercise at all.

This also made Song Xuan worry a lot, and he didn't have to bother to make up a story about going out shopping when he was a child and meeting an old beggar who was taught divine skills.

Song Qian put away the evil sword book with some regret, "This swordsmanship is very good, but it doesn't seem to be very friendly to women, this martial arts is born for eunuchs in the palace." ”

Song Xuan smiled casually: "Perhaps, it was originally created by the eunuchs in the palace." ”

As he spoke, he hung the long sword on his waist, patted the dust on his body, and said, "Let's go, go to Xiaolinzi's house to have a look." After all, I can break through, and the Lin family's sword spectrum has also played a big role, so I can take care of them with a little trouble. ”

.....

The sky was dark, and in the Lin family's mansion, a group of maids and servants had already packed up and gathered together, as long as Lin Zhennan gave an order, they would open the gate and rush out.

At this point, it is up to heaven to live or not.

In the past few days, it's not that no one is thinking about escaping, but the disciples of the Qingcheng faction hidden in the dark outside the mansion seem to have long been determined to kill them all.

As long as it is a person from the Lin family's mansion, you are only allowed to enter but not to leave, no matter whether you are a maid or a servant or a member of the Lin family, as long as you go out of the gate and walk into the street, you will soon become a corpse.

Outside the mansion, in a corner, several Qingcheng Sect disciples were talking in a low voice.

"When will Master come?"

"I think I'll be there tonight."

An older disciple said, "Some time ago, something happened in Jiangsu and Zhejiang Mansion, and after the master received the letter, he hurried there and delayed it for some time.

But if you count the time, tonight should be almost there. ”

"Okay, as soon as the master arrives, let's do it, we must not run away from the Lin family!"

A young disciple who looked to be seventeen or eighteen years old spoke excitedly, "Senior brothers, I don't want anything after destroying the Lin family, but Mrs. Lin, I have been thinking about it for many days, and I hope that the senior brothers will not compete with the junior brother." ”

"You kid, you still have the habit of Cao thief!" Behind him, a melodious voice came.

"Haha, just take this bite, let the brothers laugh!"

The young disciple replied with a smile, but the next moment he felt that something was wrong, and he remembered that there was no one behind him.

There was a sudden sense of horror in his heart, and he suddenly turned his head to look back, but he saw that at some point, a young man dressed as a Confucian was already standing behind him, and a hand was already pressed on his shoulder.

A group of Qingcheng Sect disciples drew their long swords one after another, and some even scolded: "Who are you, but you want to go to the Lin family to help?" ”

...

Inside the Lin Mansion.

Lin Zhennan looked around at the helpless and frightened people, bowed down and apologized: "It's my Lin family I'm sorry for everyone." It's useless to talk about it now, so you can only fight to the death.

If you are ready, then Lin will open the door, and if you can rush out, you can rush a few! ”

When the words fell, the courtyard was silent, and no one spoke.

Lin Zhennan sighed and prepared to walk towards the gate.

Rumble!

At this moment, there was a sudden violent impact on the gate outside the courtyard, and it seemed that someone had been slammed against the iron gate.

Faintly, it seemed that a woman's scolding voice could be heard.

"Where is Miss Ben going, and I still need to report to you Pippi Shrimp?!"

Then, there was a knock on the door.

"Open the door, send warmth!"