For Song Xuan, he didn't care much about the big boss or something.

No matter whether the other party is loyal or betrayed, he is a character who can be crushed to death at will, and it is not worth too much attention from him.

Now, in the entire Southern Song Dynasty, there are only a few people at the level of the Five Absolute Realms that can make him care.

And in this small city, I happened to meet one.

Sword God Xie Xiaofeng.

The title of Sword God is not something that anyone can use, without excellent strength, as soon as this title is played, it will be challenged to death by countless masters who want to become famous.

And Xie Xiaofeng, since he returned to seclusion, the name of the Sword God has not changed, it can be seen that this person is a master at the same level as the Sword Saint Ye Gucheng.

Leaving the big boss's manor, Song Xuan groaned for a while, but still chose to meet the useless Aji.

And after his figure walked away completely, the big boss was soaked with sweat, paralyzed on the ground and panting constantly, for the first time in his life, he felt so close to death.

In the corner of the backyard, several figures were talking in whispers.

"That lord seemed to be glancing at us before leaving, and he spotted us?"

"I thought he was going to do something to us!"

One of the gloomy old men spoke, "We were invited by the big boss to help the field, he was cleaned up like this, why didn't you make a move just now?" ”

One person sneered, "We didn't make a move, didn't you old gentleman also do it?" ”

The old man smiled, "There's no way, there's only one life, how dare I waste it?" ”

As he spoke, he looked at a bald old monk with some sarcasm, "Master Ku, you were favored by the big boss when you were young, and you are here to repay the favor today."

But just now, the big boss was almost killed, why didn't you make a move? ”

The old monk, who was called the master of suffering, looked sad, put his hands together and said: "Amitabha, the old monk is a person outside the party, and he pays the most attention to cause and effect.

The cause planted by the big boss, the young adult came to repay the fruit today.

Today, this cause and effect is too great, and the old man is not an Arhat Vajra, how dare he go against the general trend of cause and effect?

Several donors should understand this truth, right? ”

The gloomy old man snorted, "After all, master, aren't you cowardly?"

That person should be a grandmaster, but the master is also a grandmaster, why don't you dare to make a move? ”

Master Ku's face became more and more sad, but his voice was a little lower, "Since several donors know that the poor monk is a grandmaster, they still dare to ridicule and ridicule like this, do they think that the poor monk is too kind and easy to bully?"

The poor monk thinks that he is not the opponent of that adult, but if he wants to suppress you, it is a matter of turning his hands!

Don't you know that my Buddha is compassionate, but there is also an angry-eyed Vajra that subdues demons and subdues demons? ”

As soon as Master Ku said this, several people suddenly didn't dare to say more.

They didn't dare to offend Song Xuan, because Song Xuan really dared to kill people, but they couldn't afford to provoke it.

A few people dared to ridicule Master Ku, because they were determined that this high monk was kind and would not kill at will, and it was indeed easy to bully.

But now, this old monk, who has always been kind-hearted, doesn't know if he was stimulated, and today he actually had a direct showdown and didn't pretend.

Although it is implicit, the meaning has been expressed very well.

No matter how much you dare to force it, the old man will turn into an angry-eyed King Kong to subdue demons and subdue demons!

.....

What happened in the big boss's backyard, Song Xuan didn't pay attention.

At this moment, he came to a dilapidated house and patted lightly on the rusty door.

"Is anyone home?"

Soon, with a squeak, the door was opened, and a young doll stared at Song Xuan with some curiosity.

"Uncle, who are you looking for?"

Song Xuan pinched the little doll's red face and said with a smile: "Little friend, are your adults at home?" ”

Hearing Song Xuan call himself a child, the little doll was very happy, and shouted behind her: "Daddy, I have a friend who has come to the house as a guest!" ”

He picks up dung at home, and people in the city take a detour when they see them, let alone be friends, and it's good if they don't show a bored expression when they meet them on the road.

Growing so big, this little doll is the first time I've heard someone call him a friend.

Although his friend also had a small print in front of him, it also made him extremely happy.

"What nonsense are you talking about, what friends can you have in this situation in our family?"

In the depths of the courtyard, a rough voice came, and the old seedling seemed to have just finished handling today's work, and came from behind with a flat pole.

After seeing Song Xuan, his face changed, and he hurriedly stepped forward to protect the little doll behind him, and asked a little nervously, "Who is this son looking for?" ”

"Don't be nervous, I have no ill intentions!"

Song Xuanwen smiled gently: "Passing by here, I sensed an interesting person, and I came here to take a look!" ”

As he spoke, he looked past Lao Miaozi, looked behind him, and said with a light smile: "Brother Xie has been watching for so long, really don't you plan to come out to meet?" ”

After the words fell, in the courtyard, in a small room, the door was opened, and then a tall figure walked out.

The man was covered in oil, his hair was messy, and he still had a foul smell on his body, as if he hadn't cleaned it up for a long time.

But although he was sloppy, his back was straight, and he stood at the door staring at Song Xuan, and after a while, he frowned and hesitated to speak.

"You, know me?"

Song Xuan bowed slightly, "You don't know me, but I know you!" ”

Xie Xiaofeng was silent and hesitated, "Revenge?" ”

He killed too many people when he was young, and many martial arts celebrities died under his sword, and the name of the sword god was really killed.

No matter when, no matter who comes to him to avenge his family, Xie Xiaofeng will not be surprised.

"You think too much, you and I have no grievances, but I met on the way, so I came over to take a look."

Xie Xiaofeng breathed a sigh of relief, but his expression was still cautious.

In his life, he has experienced countless battles and small battles, and he has met countless masters, and he can't remember how many martial arts masters died under his sword.

It stands to reason that unless those great masters of the hidden world are born, there should be few people in this world who can make him feel jealous.

But today, the handsome man who looked very young made his blood boil just by standing there.

Every cell in his body was frantically reminding him that the person opposite was extremely dangerous!

"You're Aggie's friend, aren't you?"

Seeing that the atmosphere was a little stagnant, Lao Miaozi hurriedly spoke out to play a round game, "Aji should have encountered something wrong, so his brain is a little difficult to use, and he doesn't remember many things."

Don't mind if you snub your son! ”

As he spoke, he found a rag and wiped it on the table in the courtyard, and then went to the house to bring some tea sets and put them on the table, and smiled a little embarrassedly.

"Zhuang family, there are no good things to entertain, let you see and smile."