Song Xuan's sleeve robe was flicked casually, and the snowflakes splashed, covering up the swordsmanship on the ground, and then nodded with a light smile.

"Practiced!"

"You gave him this sword technique?" Ning Zhong's face was a little ugly.

"I gave it!"

Song Xuan didn't mean to deny it at all, and admitted it very frankly.

Ning Zhong's face was cloudy, "Song Shaoxia has a grudge against my husband?" ”

"No hatred, no grudges!" Song Xuan smiled: "What, Madam is complaining about me and making your husband no longer a man?" ”

Ning Zhong was silent.

Since her husband returned to Huashan, she once told him about the assassination of Zuo Lengchan outside Yangzhou City, and also talked about Song Xuan's horror.

She knew that the person in front of her was definitely a terrible existence that they couldn't afford to provoke, even if she had resentment in her heart, she would definitely not be able to express it.

"I gave the sword spectrum, but whether you want to practice it or not, that's your husband's own choice."

Song Xuan stared at her and said calmly: "As for why your husband took this step, as her wife, you should know very well, right?" ”

Ning Zhong wept and sighed, "I knew he was bitter, but I didn't expect the situation to have reached such an urgent level.

He is such a proud person, but he has to make such a big sacrifice for his family and for the sect, but I can't help at all....."

Wiping her tears, she bowed to Song Xuanyingying, "Over the past few days, his temperament has changed greatly, and he is hot and cold to me, irritable and irritable, but I don't understand that he has quarreled with him a few times."

Thank you Song Shaoxia for telling me the details today, otherwise the love between our husband and wife for many years may be faded in the quarrels again and again.

His life is not easy, he will do things under Gongzi in the future, and I hope that Gongzi can take care of him more, the concubine is here, thank you Gongzi! ”

Looking at Ning Zhongze's graceful figure, a sentence inexplicably appeared in Song Xuan's mind.

Madame, you don't want your husband to suffer at my hands, do you?

Coughing lightly, dispelling this inexplicable thought, Song Xuan nodded with a smile, "You don't need to worry about this..... It's not early, so I'll say goodbye first! ”

After the words fell, the afterglow from the corner of Song Xuan's eyes swept in a certain direction, and then his figure turned into an afterimage, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Ning Zhongze's eyes were full of surprise.

What his husband said is right, this person's martial arts have really reached the realm of supernatural transformation, and this body method alone is like a ghost.

Wiping away the tears from the corners of her eyes, she just turned around, only to find that at the exit of the garden, her husband Junzheng was looking at him with a complicated expression.

"Yue Lang!"

The tears that had been wiped away poured out again, and Ning Zhong flew into his arms, "Husband, you have been wronged!" ”

Yue Buqun's face was a little stiff, and then he smiled faintly: "For you, for Lingshan, for the entire Huashan, what kind of grievance is this."

It's hard for you, madam, and you're going to follow me to stay alive and widowed in the future! ”

Ning Zhong hammered him on the chest, "What nonsense, I'm this old, how can I care about male and female love." As long as our family is safe, I will be satisfied.

But you, who have suffered such a big grievance, why didn't you tell me. I still don't understand you, I must have broken your heart after arguing with you a few times, right? ”

Yue Buqun had a light in his eyes, and said softly: "With Madame's words, I am worth dying, not to mention the mere three-inch thing." ”

"Woo, when you were the most sad and painful, I didn't understand you, and I was angry with you, I wasn't a good wife!"

"What did Madam say, in the husband's heart, Ning Nuxia is the best wife in the world!"

In a shadow corner, Song Xuan watched this scene quietly.

I have to say, Lao Yue can.

When he was young, Ning Zhongze, who was a well-known beauty in the rivers and lakes, had countless suitors, and Lao Yue was able to stand out from the crowd of suitors and hold the beauty, and he did have two brushes.

Sure enough, there must be my teacher in the threesome, and I learned it!

......

Behind the mountain of Huashan, think about the cliff.

Song Xuan's whole person was like a wisp of breeze, swaying up between the cliffs, and after a while, he came to the entrance of a cliff cave.

"I brought a good wine below, do you want to come out for a drink?"

When the words fell, inside the cave, an old man with a white beard and a green robe with a depressed expression and a face like gold paper came out.

"I've lived in seclusion here for decades, and no one in Huashan knows about it, how do you know I'm here?"

Song Xuan laughed and said: "There are always some things that are difficult to understand. Although the wind seniors live in seclusion here, it may not be impossible to spread the rumor at all. ”

Feng Qingyang smiled noncommittally, "This is also true, there are many strange people and strange things in the rivers and lakes, such as the two of Datong and Dazhi, whose skills are difficult for ordinary people to understand." ”

Song Xuan threw over a jar of wine in his hand, and the wind was clear and polite, took the jar and slapped it open the seal, and drank it happily.

"The scene of the young man arguing with people about swords at the foot of the mountain yesterday happened to be seen by the old man. The back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, a generation of new people replace the old people, compared with you, I am indeed old and useless. ”

After drinking some fine wine, Feng Qingyang looked at Song Xuan with admiration.

The young man in front of him, his breath was restrained, and he couldn't see the depth at all, if he hadn't happened to see his earth-shattering sword dao strength yesterday, he would have thought that he was Yue Buqun's newly recruited Huashan disciple.

"The young man came from afar to find the old decay, shouldn't it be just to send me wine to drink?"

Feng Qingyang smiled freely and casually: "Let's talk about it first, forget it if it's a sword or something, I can't even beat Yan Nantian, let alone you." ”

Song Xuan shook his head, "It's not to compete with the seniors, but to ask the seniors for something." ”

"What's that?"

"Dugu Nine Swords!"

Feng Qingyang was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously took a few steps back, and said vigilantly: "This sword technique, I basically haven't used it in the rivers and lakes a few times since I got it, how do you know?" ”

Song Xuan smiled, "I naturally have my own news channels. ”

Feng Qingyang frowned and asked, "With the sword path cultivation of the young man, that Dugu Nine Sword is just a sword technique for you, and it is useless for improving your strength..... What is the relationship between Shaoxia and Dugu Jiujian? ”

"It's a bit of a connection!"

Song Xuan pondered for a moment, you wait, I want to think about how to make it up.

In Feng Qingyang's curious eyes, Song Xuan slowly spoke.

"That Dugu senior can be regarded as an elder of a certain branch in the lower sect. I also recently took over the position of head of the sect, and I only found out about this when I was looking through the sect's classics.

Before his death, Dugu's predecessor left the inheritance of swordsmanship in a certain tomb, and the younger generation rushed there with the intention of not wanting the elder's inheritance to be lost, wanting to take the inheritance back to the sect.

But unfortunately, I went late, and the swordsmanship in the tomb was already preempted. ”

As he spoke, he looked at Feng Qingyang with a smile, "If there is no accident, the Dugu Nine Swords were won by the Feng seniors, is what you said next?" ”

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