Walking out of the cave, although I don't know how long it is, I saw the morning glow dyed in the air, the white stream stirred up the stone, the sunrise in the east mountain, the birds hidden in the forest, the sun was just right, it should be refreshing, but the white star tears were heavy. The bonfire on the shore had been extinguished for a long time, and Zhu Xihu did not return overnight.

Bai Xingtear looked left and right, and saw that in the dense forest in the east, there was a black shadow moving, extremely fast, and coming quickly in the glow - it was Zhu Xihu. Bai Xing was surprised and happy, angry and resentful, with complicated moods and mixed tastes, until Zhu Xihu came to his eyes, smiling as usual, but with his hands behind his back, laughing and silent.

Bai Xing tearfully saw that he was disgraced, unkempt, and there were blood stains on the corners of his clothes, as if Fang had experienced a fierce battle, and a sense of disgust arose spontaneously in his heart, but he did not show it on the surface, and said coldly: "I didn't return overnight, where did I go?"

Zhu Xihu blinked mysteriously and said, "Dad is looking for a sword for you, ......" Who knew that as soon as these words came out, he angered Bai Xing Tears again, and scolded sharply: "Don't think of yourself as my father! I have already said that I am not your daughter! If you are obsessed again, I will die in this cave!" Compared with the sword eyebrows and the white star tears that rushed to the crown with anger, the burly Zhu Xihu was like a wronged child, a loss flashed in his eyes, he pursed his lips innocently, and muttered for a long time before he sighed and said: " That's it, that's it......"

After saying that, he changed his expression again, turned his sorrow into joy, showed his hands that had been hidden behind him, held a sword, and handed it to Bai Xing Tears. Bai Xingxian never expected that he was really looking for a sword, nor did he expect that Zhu Xihu's skills would be gone overnight, let alone how such a reckless man could choose a good sword, so he was a little disdainful and scoffed.

But seeing Zhu Xihu stubbornly holding the sword in front of him, Bai Xingxian had to bow his head and glance at the sword, and after only one glance, he was attracted by it. Bai Xingxian has been practicing swords since he was a child, and his family is a swordsmanship family, so he naturally likes swords. Not to mention that a good horse must have Bole to know, Bai Xing is a person who knows the goods, just one glance, it is difficult for his eyes to leave the sword, and he can't help but admire: "What a sword!"

After that, without waiting for Zhu Xihu to explain the origin of this sword, he took the sword from his hand, held it in his hand, and took a closer look in front of him: he took out the sword, and saw that the sword was three feet and seven inches long, which looked like a man's sword, but it was only two fingers wide, showing the elegant style. The sword body is long and narrow, bright silver like frost, the double blades are extremely sharp, at a glance it is the best cold iron carefully forged, and the skill of the sword caster is amazing, the end of the sword body is depicted with a lifelike crane, the feathers are distinct, and the heroic spirit is good.

Look at the calyx of the sword, it looks like an old tree root, and if you look closely, it looks like an ancient pine, vigorous and solemn, and the hilt of the sword is integrated, compared with the delicate sword body, it seems to be rough, but in fact it has ulterior motives. The calyx and the hilt are more like a great skill, but they complement each other.

Bai Xing Tears was amazed, held it in his hand and looked at it again, he liked it very much, Zhu Xihu on the side saw that she liked it so much, and he didn't dare to interject, for fear of making Bai Xing Tears angry again, but he nodded again and again, and his heart was also very happy. But Bai Xing's tears and joy, more are doubts, this sword is a sword of a person with status, it is definitely not an ordinary person's thing, where did Zhu Xihu get it, and he couldn't help asking: "Is this sword famous?"

Zhu Xihu had no scheming, spread out his palms and replied casually: "I am not a person who uses a sword, how do I know what the name of this sword is?" Bai Xing was uneasy in tears, put down his sword and turned to question Zhu Xihu: "Then where did you get this sword?" Zhu Xihu laughed and pointed to the sword and replied: "This is Zhuo Yiping Lao'er's sword! Last night, I broke into the Misty Villa at night, and when he was unprepared, I killed him and turned him on his back! I took the opportunity to steal this sword when he was in chaos in the Misty Villa! Haha, it seems that I have a good eye, you really like it!"

Who knew that when Bai Xing heard this, he was like being struck by lightning, his eyes were like a cow, and he immediately threw the sword in his hand aside. It turned out that Zhuo Yiping didn't follow the sword on weekdays, but only placed it in the room, so Bai Xingxian didn't know that this was Zhuo Yiping's sword, and he was loose. And although Bai Xing Tears resented the Villa for framing his innocence, this matter really has nothing to do with Zhuo Yiping, and he is Bai Yusheng's old friend, Bai Xing Tears still regards him as an elder in his heart, so he is naturally furious.

"You villain, didn't you hurt my Uncle Zhuo!?" Bai Xing changed his tone in tears, and in a fit of anger, he was about to pick up the sword to kill that Zhu Xihu, but fortunately, in the end, reason prevailed over impulse, and he just protected the loose sword in front of his chest, panting, glaring angrily, staring at Zhu Xihu, his eyes were full of murderous energy.

Zhu Xihu was puzzled, Bai Xing was quite fond of this sword a second ago, and now he knew that it was Zhuo Yiping's saber and changed his temperament, and he kept calling Uncle Zhuo, which made Zhu Xihu unhappy, and turned around with a flick of his sleeves, and said angrily: "What? Don't you like this sword? I went to the mountain villa at night for you, but you blamed me instead, it's really unreasonable! What else Uncle Zhuo, am I even your father, and I can't compare to him Zhuo Yiping!"

"You really killed him! Phew, you wicked man, you have lost your conscience and spewed blood, what are you saying for me? Today I will kill you with this loose sword, and avenge Uncle Zhuo!" Zhu Xihu's words were tantamount to adding fuel to the fire, Bai Xing was annoyed and ashamed, filled with grief and anger, tears flashed in his eyes, and he drew his sword and stabbed at Zhu Xihu. Zhu Xihu heard the sound of the sword behind him, turned around in a hurry, and slapped at the blade.

The wind of this palm was whistling, like a tiger roaring in the mountains and forests, rushing to the face, and Bai Xingtear only felt that it was dark in front of him, and he lost consciousness, leaving only a crisp sound of the sword falling to his ears, and he fainted. When Bai Xing Tears woke up again, she was sitting in the cave, there was no pain in her whole body, and there was a warm current surging in her body, driving her true qi to run for a long time, which was very strange.

When his consciousness gradually recovered, he knew that Zhu Xihu was slowly incorporating his true qi and internal force behind him to save himself, so he struggled to get up, staggered and turned around to look at Zhu Xihu, still did not change his eyes full ......of murderous energy, and asked him with a light cough: "If you want to kill me, why do you want to save me?" Zhu Xihu's face sank like water, and he sighed and said: "You are my daughter, how can I be ruthless and kill you? Tiger poison does not eat children, not to mention that I Zhu Xihu is not a hard-hearted person." ”

But Bai Xing Tears refused to forgive him, and sneered: "Hugh is going to make a show...... Zhu Xi Tiger stood up with a bang, Bai Xing Tears only thought that he was going to hurt himself again, looking left and right, looking for the tiger's body, but he couldn't find it, and he was anxious for a while, and he had the heart to die. Who knew that Zhu Xihu sighed helplessly, his brows were tightly locked, his expression was hideous, he turned around and lifted the loose sword that was leaning aside, and threw it to Bai Xing Tears.

Bai Xing tearfully subconsciously took the sword and looked at Zhu Xihu with a blank face. Zhu Xihu said: "I know that you are afraid of me, and you refuse to forgive me." But this sword is no longer returned, no matter what you think, now its disposal is in your hands, whether you use it or lose it, it has nothing to do with Lao Tzu!"

When he and Bai Xing Tears staggered their shoulders, Bai Xing Tears held the sword in his arms and lowered his head and asked, "You really killed the owner of Zhuo Yiping?" Zhu Xihu stopped, his expression was complicated, he stomped his sleeves and said, "Oh, you are really ...... I didn't kill him, but I don't think he will live for a few days. Sooner or later, the huge family business of the Misty Villa will fall into the hands of a few of his brothers with foreign surnames! You're all right, I'll go find you something to eat...... "With that, he stepped out.

Bai Xingxian sneered, refused to believe it, spat and scolded: "The thief deceived me." With the sword in his arms to support the body that has not fully recovered, came to the corner, sat on the ground, his thoughts were complicated, his heart was like numbness, I don't know how Shen cuttlefish and others were, I don't know how Zhuo Yiping and others were, being in the mountain col, as if isolated from the world, she couldn't help but be desperate, sighing, and sad all day long.

At this time, in the middle of the Misty Villa, the empty door of the Hidden Hall was closed, and a person sat upright on the hall, fiddling with the delicate porcelain pot in his hand, and there was a hint of a smile hidden at the corner of his mouth, which seemed extremely careless. And the person in front of him, who had been pacing for a long time, sweating profusely, and being as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, was his brother, the second owner of the Misty Mountain Villa, and the grandson of the village.

Gongsun Wuqiu saw him pacing in front of him for a long time, and he couldn't help but be a little upset, while continuing to play with the small porcelain pot, he comforted him and said: "Why is my brother so anxious, there must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, and the boat will naturally go straight to the bridge." Gongsun Wangjing stopped, turned to Gongsun Wuqiu and said helplessly: "You are right, the eldest brother is seriously injured now, and the affairs of the village are all put on hold, how can it be good? Why did you stop me again?"

Gongsun Wuqiu saw that his words were full of blame and complaining, so he sneered and said sarcastically: "Brother said that he was joking, with the kung fu of the little brother, how could he stop the brother who insisted on saving the eldest brother." Gongsun Wangjing was stunned when he heard this, speechless, and his face was full of embarrassment. After pondering for a moment, he replied: "You said that you have a point, but I just stood by and watched, and now you can tell me, what is your reason?"

Gongsun put down the porcelain pot without asking for it, stood up slowly, and did not lean on the pair of crutches, after all, in front of Gongsun Wangjing, he didn't need to hide anything. Slowly walked down the steps, came to Gongsun Wangjing, smiled slightly, and said: "What my brother is worried about is nothing more than the matter in the village, and no one will deal with it. But brother, don't forget, although the eldest brother is seriously injured, you and I are also the owners of this misty villa. ”

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