Sun Qing was silent, in fact he couldn't say anything better to refute, although he could still recall every time his uncle returned to the old mansion when he was a teenager, he held himself up high and laughed at himself: "Look, the manhood of the Sun family has grown taller again." ”

When he was ten years old, he received his first dagger from a down-and-out merchant with a lot of money, and every year on his birthday he received gifts from his uncle, sometimes new swords, sometimes agate or jade, which he still keeps in his room.

The swords of different lengths were placed on the rosewood knife holder, shining silently.

The uncle was the youngest son of the grandfather, and it must have been far sadder for such an old man to give such an order himself.

The bond between flesh and blood is unbreakable, not to mention that he has heard that his deceased grandmother has always doted on this young son, and his grandfather loves the house and Wu, and has always left him good things.

He has more reason and power to shed tears than he does.

But he didn't shed a single tear, and his expression was calm and deep, like a night that would never end.

"Are you sad?" Sun Zhong said suddenly.

Sun Qing suddenly realized that his eyes were a little blurry, and those tears secretly drilled out of the corners of his eyes at some point, moistening his eye sockets, and under the moonlight, he thought that his red eye sockets had been exposed to Sun Zhong without reservation.

"It's supposed to be sad. Sun Zhong said again, "After all, he is your uncle, and he treats you well......" Speaking of this, his voice suddenly deepened, "But Sun Qing." You should understand that the inheritance of the scholar clan is far more important than the life and death of an individual. Without such a heritage, you can't live a pampered life like now, and it is impossible for Mr. Mei to teach you martial arts, everything you do comes from your family, and naturally you have to bear a burden for your family. And the future...... You'll also take on more important responsibilities. Whether it's me or your father...... None of them can last forever. ”

"I know, Grandpa. You told me a long time ago. Sun Qing replied, but his originally indifferent expression was like ice shattering, and his voice choked involuntarily.

Sun Zhong stretched out his hand with relief, stroked Sun Qing's hair, and said with emotion: "Yes." I told you. How old were you then, five, six? But after all these years, you can still remember, and it's very rare. ”

At this time, there were a few footsteps outside the courtyard, and the white-haired housekeeper of the old mansion humbly lowered his head, walked over from the gate of the courtyard, kept a distance of more than ten steps, and said in a low voice:

"Sir, there are guests outside. ”

The usual indifference on Sun Qing's face came back, he lowered his head slightly, wiped the corners of his eyes with his cuffs, sucked up the moisture from the corners of his eyes, and stood up: "As early as a year ago, grandpa had already announced that he was not in good health and would no longer see guests.

"Young Master Sun...... Can...... The identity of the person who came......"

Sun Qing snorted coldly: "Identity, don't talk about this Jianye City, even if it is the entire Jingwu, no one dares to force my grandfather to meet him, why does he think he has this qualification?"

"Let him finish. Sun Zhong lay on the chair and sighed, "Sun Qing, you are just too irritable. You have to sharpen it well, otherwise, although a sharp knife is a good thing, it is too sharp but easy to break and cannot last. I asked you to go to the Taixue Hall, not to let you do anything, just to sharpen your temperament. Do you understand?"

Sun Qing lowered his head and nodded lightly: "Sun Er knows." ”

Sun Zhong nodded, expressing satisfaction, then turned his head, looked at the old butler, and asked softly, "It's Prime Minister Zhuge , right?"

Sun Qing looked at the old butler suddenly, his eyes seemed to contain flames, as if he wanted to burn the old butler through a hole.

The old butler turned a blind eye, nodded slightly, and said, "Yes." ”

Sun Zhong closed his eyes, held the purple sand teapot in his hand and shook it gently, the tea inside was empty, and the time was just right.

"Let him in. ”

"Yes......"

Outside the city of Jianye, in the village of bandits.

The axe and the long sword slammed into each other in the air, making a clanging sound, and the sparks splashed slightly in the night sky, and Qin Ke held the snatched axe, turned an axe blade, and struck it, and the wrist of the thief holding the long sword made a terrible cracking sound, and then the thief screamed in pain, and the long sword was out of his hand.

Qin Ke held the long sword in mid-air, now he had two weapons in his hands, the axe was a logging axe, huge and heavy, it was really not suitable for him, so he threw the axe to Abu, who was still empty-handed, Abu took it and successfully held up two broadswords that tried to cut his ribs from the side, and then he flew up and kicked the two of them back.

But more bandits rushed up.

"There are too many people!" Abu shouted.

Qin Ke also shouted back: "I know." ”

Fire, fire all around. After Gao Changgong threw out the torch, the roof on his side was ignited in an instant, and the bright light of the fire illuminated him and the bandit who had been forced to interrupt the celebration and rush out with all kinds of weapons in hand.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Su Dingfang, his shot was crisp and neat, the martial arts of the Great Wall were not used against people, but against gluttony, and naturally every knife was heavy enough.

With just a slash from the bottom up, the powerful sword stabbed into the bandit's flesh, slicing open his entire ribcage and spilling his intestines and blood all over the ground.

He felt like he was going to throw up. But soon another bandit rushed towards him, and he heard the sound of a break in the air. He dodged the oncoming blade, and then drew his sword diagonally upward, just in time to pick at the arrow that came from nowhere. Finally, he hit the bandit in the chest with his elbow, and the bandit was in pain, but he still held on to it and tried to cut him down.

Qin Ke could only take advantage of the situation and kick it right under the thief's crotch. The thief clutched his lower body and fell down trembling like a dog. Soon dragged back by his brothers.

The thieves of this house have all gathered here, and there are more than 200 sturdy men who have surrounded their escape routes. Even though the three of them were cultivators, with their current cultivation and not being a god of war like Gao Changgong, how could they deal with so many people at once?

Fortunately, there was the burning house on his side, and the bandits were reluctant to approach it, so the bandits only formed a semicircle, at least they would not be able to withstand attacks from all sides at the same time.

The three of them leaned against each other, and Qin Ke smelled the smell of blood from Su Dingfang's knife, but later he found that Su Dingfang's shoulder was sticking to a small piece of what was probably internal organs, and his stomach was churning again.

There was a voice among the bandits who was roaring, it was the leader of the bandits, that is, the eldest brother of the strong man who led them here: "Press up, three little dolls, even if there is some cultivation, what are the chances of winning against us?"

Although the bandits seem to be righteous, they are at best just a group of white-eyed wolves with their own intentions, who rush up when they are rich and women, and scatter when they are in danger.

Even if the bandit leader is still their eldest brother, at such a time, all the bandits are inevitably slandered: to put it nicely, you don't have to confront the cultivators head-on when you hide behind, of course you don't know that these three young people are not good at it. Even if two of them seem to be cowardly, they haven't dared to kill anyone so far, but this guy with a war knife is extremely neat, and the knife is a human life, and the power on that war knife is too great, and the facts just now prove that anyone who is slashed by that war knife can't even leave a whole corpse, who would dare to go up and touch him?

But none of them resisted or fled.

Just because the two figures were standing at the gate of the cottage, looking at them from afar.

Squinting at the two people, all the thieves couldn't help but shudder in their hearts.

General Jing Wu, Gao Changgong.

Commander of the Great Wall Garrison, Mulan.