Song Xuan did not take the military ship of the Great Zhou, but got on the Lin family's merchant ship.

As early as more than half a month ago, the Lin family's merchant ship was waiting at the coastal boundary, and as soon as Song Xuan led the fat and thin head and the two of them to get on the ship, the big ship started directly and slowly sailed away from the coast.

On the deck, Song Xuan was lying lazily on the bench, blowing the sea breeze, basking in the spring sun, smelling the salty breath, and yawning again and again.

Some time ago, I was either busy killing people, or walking on the road of killing, and my spirit was highly nervous, but now I am rarely idle, and I rarely feel a little sleepy.

Lin Pingzhi led several Lin family dart masters to prepare food and wine on the deck, while the fat and thin heads set up a barbecue grill to prepare for barbecue.

Busy, but not flustered, in this comfortable environment, Song Xuan's mind relaxed, and he couldn't help but take a nap.

But after a stick of incense, he suddenly got up and stared at the fat and thin head.

Xiaopang's heart tightened, and he hurriedly bowed down and asked, "Childe, but we are moving too much and disturbing your rest?" ”

"It's not!"

"I woke up from a dream and almost forgot something!"

"Childe, if you have anything to order, the little one will do it for you!"

Song Xuan pondered for a moment and instructed Lin Pingzhi, "Turn around and go to Shenlong Island!" I almost forgot, that old thing dared to calculate me, and he went to level his lair today! ”

The fat and thin head Tuo glanced at each other, and both of them had a vague look of fear in their eyes.

My son's heart is really smaller than a needle, and he didn't forget to clean up even when he fell asleep, fortunately they made the right decision at the beginning, otherwise, being targeted by a grudge-holding person like Childe, the consequences would be terrible!

...

Shenlong Island.

Hong Antong had just come out of retreat and wandered around the island, and he was in a good mood.

In this retreat, his cultivation has improved again, and he is steadily improving on the innate path, and at this rate, in another ten years, he should be able to try to condense the flower of qi.

At that time, he will become a flower congenital, and in the realm of Cheongju, he will also belong to the top level.

In the side room, a beautifully dressed and delicate woman pushed the door and walked out, this woman looked to be in her twenties, smiling, and charming.

"Congratulations to the sect leader, you have achieved great achievements and are invincible in the world!"

When Hong Antong saw the visitor, he was immediately in a good mood, and said with a smile: "These days, the Japanese sect leader is in retreat, and the affairs on the island are hard madam." ”

The woman said respectfully: "It is Su Quan's honor to share the worries of the sect leader. ”

Hong Antong said with satisfaction: "Is there any news from the fat and thin head Tuo?" What is that Song Xuan, has it been controlled? ”

Su Quan replied: "It's been half a month since the last letter, and it is estimated that the news will come in the next few days." ”

Hong Antong put his hands behind his back, "I hope that the person surnamed Song will not be ignorant of lifting, otherwise he will ....."

Before he finished speaking, Hong Antong's eyes widened, but he saw that in the distant sky, a red sword light seemed to tear the morning light of the heavens and the earth, and it flew over his head with a swishing sound like lightning.

Hong Antong stood in place in a daze, thinking about a question when he was dying.

I was just killed by a passing flying sword?

Whew!

Hong Antong's head was neatly cut from the very center like a watermelon, and there was still a confused and surprised look in his eyes, as if he didn't react to what happened until he died.

Shout!

After Hong Antong's death, the flying sword turned around, did not kill the others, and disappeared into the sky in the blink of an eye.

On the sea several miles away from Shenlong Island, the Pure Yang Wuji Sword hovered above Song Xuan's head, Song Xuan raised his hand and pointed at it, and the long sword fell in front of him.

"Childe, it's hard work, you drink tea!"

Slender Toutuo hurriedly brought the tea that had just been brewed.

Song Xuan took a sip, refreshed, and the feeling of killing the enemy was comfortable.

After taking a sip of tea, Song Xuan pointed to the gorgeous woman on the island, who was so frightened that she stood motionless and didn't dare to move, and asked, "Is that Hong Antong's wife?" ”

"Yes!" Slender Toutuo's eyes lit up, "Her name is Su Quan, and she is a woman who was captured by Hong Antong from nowhere." There are some problems with Hong Antong's cultivation method, and he is not close to women, so Su Quan is still perfect.

If the son is interested, the little one will bring her to you to sleep! ”

"Forget it, there's no interest!"

Song Xuan lay on the bench and basked in the sun with the sea breeze blowing and squinting again.

The thin head walked away stupidly, making eye contact with the fat head.

Slender Toutuo: What's the situation, Gongzi only killed Hong Antong, and didn't anger the others?

Fat Toutuo: Maybe I've been killing too many people recently, so I want to cultivate my self-cultivation.

Slim Head: It's also possible..... To my surprise, Su Quan's beauty, the son was not even impressed when he looked at it, he deserved to be a person with great ability, and this willpower was far beyond what we could compare.

Fat Toutuo: It's hard to say, I think that when the son and his wife stayed together a few days ago, maybe they were squeezed dry, and now they are powerless!

Slender Toutuo: Just think about it, don't you dare to talk nonsense!

In the eyes of the fat and thin head, Su Quan is a strange woman with various halos, and in other words, it is easy to understand, that is, she has collected attributes such as a wife, a young woman, a royal sister, and a surviving person, and even the big and beautiful women who are full of these attributes do not eat, and eighty percent of them are empty.

...

has been sailing on the sea for more than half a month, and during this time, Lin Pingzhi has been busy, and he is extremely enthusiastic.

Song Xuan knew what he wanted, so he was not polite at the moment, and directly passed Yan Nantian's divine sword technique to this kid.

Anyway, Yan Nantian also said that let him find a suitable disciple for him and pass on the sword technique, so as not to lose this sword technique one day.

Song Xuan is also not polite, who to pass on is not to pass it on, with this condition, it is natural to give priority to passing it on to others.

The Lin family's industry is getting bigger and bigger, and it has begun to involve Qingzhou, Songzhou and other places from Mingzhou, and there will be more and more people who are naturally eyed by the family.

Lin Pingzhi's martial arts qualifications are not bad, and the banner of the Lin family will need him to resist sooner or later, and Song Xuan will never be stingy with people who do things for themselves.

On this day, Song Xuan's merchant ship slowly sailed into the imperial capital wharf, and as soon as he got off the ship, two Xuanyi guards greeted him.

"Lord Song, Lord Zhao ordered me to take you over!"

Song Xuan bowed slightly, and instructed Lin Pingzhi: "Little Fat and Little Thin, you first arrange a place for them to live in the imperial capital." ”

"Brother Xuan, don't worry, how can you worry about this little thing!"

The Lin Family Chamber of Commerce naturally has an industry in the imperial capital, and arranging a place for two people to live is naturally a trivial matter, and Lin Pingzhi agreed at the moment.

Song Xuan smiled with satisfaction, after two years of experience, Lin Pingzhi is no longer the stunned young man he was at the beginning, the childishness on his body has faded, and he is a little more calm.

Such a person is easy to use, and he is much more reliable than Ling Hu Chong, who is full of waves everywhere!