Chapter Seventy-Three: The Suffering of the Border Army (I)

Xu Changan left Chengjian Peak.

Uncle Lan's words kept relaying in his mind, and although he agreed, he still had to think about it carefully.

But when Li Daoyi heard this, he picked his nose indifferently and said, "In the current situation, even if you don't do anything." Whether it's the Demon Clan, or Iron Sword Mountain, will they let you go?"

Li Daoyi, who became serious, could say a casual word to Xu Changan's heart, it was useless for him to hide now, and it was useless to accuse the whole world of Tiejian Mountain's evil deeds, there was no evidence, no one would believe him, but it would cause a lot of trouble to himself.

It's better to just put down these things for the time being and quickly improve your strength.

The so-called justice in this world will not necessarily be on the side of reason, but it will definitely be on the side of the strong.

"Well, Master Pei also told me that except for the sects in Youzhou, few of the sects in the rest of the places pay attention to Tiejian Mountain. However, if my whereabouts are discovered by the demon clan at this time, the demon clan will definitely bite it to the death. ”

As soon as Li Dao heard this, his eyes rolled slightly, and he immediately said, "Then why don't we stay in Shushan?"

Xu Changan turned his head to look at Li Daoyi, who was still wearing a shabby robe, and his face was bitter.

"Your unparalleled loyal and righteous Marquis wants to go desperately, you go alone, I can't accompany you, little Taoist!

Li Daoyi arched his hand towards Xu Chang'an, ready to turn around and go up towards Chengjian Peak.

In the past two days, he has felt that this Shushan disciple is well-behaved, compared with the senior brothers, masters and apprentices of Tianji Pavilion, this Shushan disciple is simply a little sheep, simple and cute.

This Shushan is a treasure land, compared to accompanying Xu Changan to go out and work hard, he likes it here.

Here he is a gray wolf, facing a flock of little sheep.

But he had only taken two steps before he stopped.

"It's okay, anyway, there is a life ring, I'm working hard outside, you just need to take care of your body and bones in Shushan." ”

As soon as Li Dao heard this, he immediately stopped, turned around, and found that Xu Changan had already descended Chengjian Peak and was about to reach the outer mountain.

He stood in place and thought about it, and finally stomped his feet, and could only yell at Xu Changan's back: "You bastard, treat Xiao Dao Ye and me as a big fat sheep! No, I must follow you, Xiao Ye." ”

As he spoke, he hurriedly rushed towards Xu Changan's back.

......

When Li Daoyi arrived at the outer mountain, Xiaobai and Rhubarb were already waiting there.

The outer mountain is the birthplace of Xiaobai, and it has been in the outer mountain since he was a child, so he is naturally familiar with it. Especially its father Lao Hei, he knows where there is a female animal in this outer mountain, maybe Xiaobai walks around this outer mountain, and meets one casually, whether it is a large animal or a small animal, as long as it is a female, Xiaobai has to call a little mother.

In this outer mountain, even if you don't rely on blood, just by virtue of the relationship between Lao Hei, Xiaobai can also walk sideways.

Li Daoyi followed Xu Changan all the way to the outside of the library pavilion.

Opening the library pavilion, there was a damp breath in the air, and the dust from the pavement made Li Daoyi cough non-stop.

There was a chaise longue at the door, which looked very old, and the tree in the yard seemed to have grown again, and the leaves were still luxuriant, but now that autumn had arrived, it had begun to turn yellow.

"It's okay here. Even if you disciples of Shushan are not good, Li Yishan's predecessors are also Taishang Elders, and there is no one to clean up the disciples of Shushan. ”

Xu Changan turned his head to glance at Li Daoyi, Li Daoyi immediately turned his face, stammered a little, and turned his head to avoid Xu Changan's eyes.

"I'm just here to see it!"

As soon as Li Daoyi finished speaking, he turned around in the library with his hands behind his back.

Xu Changan smiled slightly, Gu Zi returned to the place where he used to live, and turned out two sets of old clothes, the clothes had already been washed, and they were neatly folded, thinking that Li Yishan ordered someone to do it.

How can someone like him do his own laundry?

Xu Changan took the clothes,

Sitting on the recliner at the door, watching the sunset gradually drift away, there was suddenly a tear in the corner of his eye.

That old lame man, when he was not in Shushan, did he sit here and watch the sunset every evening like himself?

"Eh, this dress is bad, but it's much better than mine's tattered. Li Daoyi didn't know where to come out of nowhere, and took the clothes directly. These clothes were originally what Xu Changan was going to give him, after all, his robe had long been broken. And he said those words to Uncle Lin again, so he never changed into a set of clothes, and he was still as tattered as before, and even showed half of his stomach.

At this time, Xiaobai came back riding rhubarb, and lay quietly at Xu Changan's feet, as before.

After a night without saying anything, Xu Changan just lay on the recliner, looked at the stars in the sky, and stayed quietly all night.

This place has left him with too many nostalgia, although he has not been in this place for long.

The early morning wind and the sun came as promised, gently patting Xu Changan's face, he opened his eyes and glanced at the library. Xiaobai didn't know when he was lying on the bookcase again, and Li Daoyi found a bed by himself and lay down for a night. Rhubarb is well-behaved and has been lying at the door.

Everything seemed quiet and nice.

But Xu Changan knew that his end was not here.

The early morning wind and the morning sun were urging him to hit the road.

It's a new day and a new journey.

......

Before the tea shop at the foot of the mountain opened, there was a sound of "dong dong dong" at the door, like a storm.

Chang Moche opened the door and saw a fresh face.

He had seen the little old man in the neighborhood recently, but he had never seen this little old man.

The little old man bared his teeth at him and walked into the tea shop.

Chang Moche's eyes narrowed, and he took half a step back slightly, his face full of defensiveness.

"A big bowl of tea, there are no buns, just meat buns. ”

Chang Moche took a deep breath, he couldn't see through this little old man, so he could only say respectfully: "Old man, the tea can be boiled now, but I'm afraid the buns won't be able to be made for the time being." ”

The little old man turned his head and looked at Chang Moche's eyes.

Somehow, Chang Moche didn't dare to look at him, and he always felt a little strange.

"That's why I'm here for this bun!"

This sentence was a little strange, Chang Moche could only smile and ask, "I don't know where the old man came from?"

"Youzhou, Tiejian Mountain. ”

Hearing these five words, Chang Moche was stunned for a moment, his eyes became sharp, and his voice changed, with a bit of determination and ruthlessness.

"Could it be that the predecessor is from the sword mound?"

The little old man felt a little strange when he saw him like this. But he still smiled and kept his mouth shut.

The more this is the case, Chang Moche's heart is up and down.

"You Iron Sword Mountain are not aggressive!"

Chang Moche slapped the table, and a wind swept over, and the little old man glanced at him with a smile, and then stretched out a finger and lightly touched it, and the wind stopped.

"Betraying Iron Sword Mountain, you think it's that easy?"

Through Chang Moche's reaction, it was not difficult for the little old man to judge that Chang Moche should have escaped from Iron Sword Mountain.

"I originally wanted to come to Shushan to ask for someone, but I didn't expect to have an unexpected joy!"

When Chang Moche saw this old man's methods, he could basically judge that the old man was an Open Heaven Realm, and through the old man's words, it was not difficult to guess that he was from Iron Sword Mountain.

He slowly retreated, blocking in front of a room where the person was lying called Jing Chu.

Although he didn't have much intersection with Xu Changan, because of Xu Changan, because of his few words, he almost untied the knot in his heart for decades.

The person who dies for his confidant, this is Chang Moche. He promised to protect Jing Chu, and he would definitely do it, even at this time

Jing Chu was full of hatred for him.

The little old man sneered, stood up, stretched out the fingers of his left hand like dead wood, and moved forward a little!

A cyan light shield appeared in front of Chang Moche's body, but how could he resist the power of this Open Heaven Realm? Moreover, this Open Heaven Realm was also unusual.

The tea shop collapsed, Chang Moche spurted out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground, and there was a small figure behind him, he was like an old hen guarding her cubs, protecting it tightly behind him. Jing Chu had already fainted in this matter, and under such a battle, it was also a kind of happiness to be able to faint.

"Senpai!"

His eyes were fierce, he spat out a mouthful of blood, and said angrily: "If you want to kill, kill me, this kid has nothing to do with this matter, and he doesn't know about your dirty deeds in Tiejian Mountain!"

"It's obviously a demonic exercise, but it uses the feeling of the right path. Since you have asked for it, then I will fulfill you. ”

As he spoke, he raised his palm, and the blue light on his palm shone brightly.

Chang Moche closed his eyes, but heard a familiar voice.

"Uncle Lan, why are you here?"

Chang Moche opened his eyes and saw Xu Chang'an! There was a small bald head behind him, and at the feet of the two, a white kitten rode a big yellow dog!

......

Shu Mountain, Chengjian Peak.

Xu Changan had just come down the mountain, and he hurriedly ran to the top of the main hall in white clothes wearing the clothes of a disciple of Shushan.

Seeing Lin Zhinan, he hurriedly knelt down and bowed: "Disciple Shen Lang, meet Master!"

Lin Zhinan frowned.

"Didn't you go into retreat and break through to the Upper Realm Huixi? ”

Today's Shen Lang is a lot thinner than before, with a dignified appearance, and the demeanor of a thousand trees in the night.

Since Xu Changan let him go to Shushan, he has worshiped under Lin Zhinan's door and has become the real junior disciple of Ye Qianshu.

"Senior brother told me, sister...... Senior Brother Xu is back, so I ......"

He wanted to call Xu Changan "brother-in-law", but in front of the master, he still held back.

"Is your brother's injuries better? This time, he's doing well. Lin Zhinan didn't answer Shen Lang's words, so he continued to ask.

"Senior brother is much better. ”

Lin Zhinan nodded and said, "Okay, that guy Xu Changan has already gone down the mountain, if you really want to help him, then cultivate hard." The friendship between men does not depend on meeting and chatting, but is reflected on the battlefield! You have good qualifications, don't let your teacher down. ”

A flash of disappointment flashed in Shen Lang's eyes, and he nodded and said, "Yes, Master." ”

He was about to leave, Lin Zhinan suddenly said: "By the way, if your senior brother is injured, let him go to Youzhou immediately, and report back immediately if there is news of Xu Changan." Also, give this to him, as for whether to use it or not, it's up to him. Enter the Grandmaster Realm as soon as possible, this Shu Mountain will have to rely on him to manage it in the future. Lin Zhinan said, taking out a jade talisman from his arms.

That jade talisman is the treasure house key that was returned to Xu Changan yesterday!

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Youzhou.

The desert was lonely, and the soldiers' foreheads were covered with beads of sweat. Although I don't know where the enemy is, I still hold on to the Great Wall of Youzhou.

A hundred miles west of Youzhou, there is heavy snow at this time.

And in the depths of the snowy mountains, a turquoise eye lit up and let out a low roar!

.............................................................................................................................................................................................................. .... The state is not good, 3000 words today, 6000 tomorrow.