The breeze is coming.

The butler couldn't help but shiver, and his whole body was cold.

This war knife is the first war knife he fought for the general, although it is just an ordinary steel knife, but the general wore this knife when he first entered the forbidden army.

If the general's mansion is in trouble, I am afraid that I will also have to accompany the funeral of the general's mansion, recalling that he is already an old bone, and he will die when he dies, but he still has a wife and children, thinking of the lovely face of his little grandson, the housekeeper suddenly got up, as if he had made up his mind, and hurried to the door, stopping for a moment on the low threshold.

Qianbai's eyes seemed to be blazing, and his eyes were hot.

One step into a demon.

The movement in the butler's courtyard alarmed Nangong Hongye, and he immediately rushed over with his big knife, thinking that an assassin had entered the mansion.

Wu Qingfeng's face was cold, he couldn't see a trace of emotional fluctuations, the housekeeper's moves were extremely vicious, and the martial arts competition in the Shixiang Elegant Realm and the Heavenly Dao World was very different, the most important thing in the Heavenly Dao World was the cultivation realm and the amount of spiritual power, while the Shixiang Elegant Realm was more about the moves. After all, the aura is thin and the true qi is limited, and no one can make a reckless move regardless of the loss of true qi. Therefore, the moves become extremely important.

Wu Qingfeng's sword is just a fast.

The butler hesitated for a full quarter of an hour, sighed, and strode out the door.

In an instant, Wu Qingfeng Qingfeng Sword was handed out, the sword light was everywhere, and the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, although it was suppressed by the laws of the poetic and elegant realm, it was just a second-grade realm cultivation, but it was still a sword immortal style.

The housekeeper immediately noticed the sword qi behind him, and the soft sword at his waist was in his hand, drawing a brilliant arc in mid-air, like a poisonous snake entwining the Qingfeng Sword, but the Qingfeng Sword was as fast as lightning, where could the housekeeper's soft sword entangle.

The housekeeper's surname is Liu, and Uncle Liu, who has been shouting for more than ten years, has now become an enemy, and his heart is unbearable, and even Nangong Hongye is like a lightning strike, and his expression is sluggish. For a while, he couldn't accept that Lao Liu, who was closest to him, would betray the General's Mansion, and Qianbai knew all this, hiding himself for so long. Nangong Hongye looked at the three young people again, and suddenly remembered what his father said back then, when he felt that he was old, it was his son's shoulders that carried the burden.

Poetry and elegance realm martial arts fan nine products, but contrary to the heavenly world, the entry is one product, and the end is nine products. Although the cultivation of the nine products is probably the second grade realm of the heavenly way, the nine rank martial artists are already the heroes of the famous side of the poetic and elegant realm.

Wu Qingfeng's eyes narrowed slightly, and suddenly the true qi continued to flow, and the Qingfeng Sword spit out a three-inch sword light, and for a while, the butler's eyes were full of shock, "It turned out to be a nine-rank martial artist." ”

Where has the housekeeper seen such a move, Xu Tianran has his hands on the back, he looks at the excitement in vain, and he is at ease, whoever lets himself have no knife, it is time to let Xiao Wu Zi work harder.

Nangong Hongye saw the housekeeper and Wu Qingfeng fighting together, so he asked Nangong Qianbai, "Why are you fighting privately?"

Qianbai's eyes were red, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Uncle Liu is a traitor." ”

Nangong Hongye slowly put away the heavy big knife and said movingly: "Why?"

The housekeeper smiled with relief, his expression was desolate, "Childe, I have served you for more than 30 years, why don't you give my son a future?"

The son in the housekeeper's mouth is naturally not Nangong Qianbai, that is the title given to him by the housekeeper before Nangong Hongye became a family, and he has not been called Nangong Hongye's son for more than 20 years, because he has become a family and has become a master. And the housekeeper is no longer a small guy who follows behind the son, with the promotion of Nangong Hongye's official position, he has also become the big butler of the General's Mansion, as the saying goes, the prime minister's concierge is a seven-grade official, that is, an ordinary seven-grade official has to give three points when he sees himself, and the dignified general's mansion housekeeper is no less powerful than those seven- or eight-grade sesame officials.

Wu Qingfeng didn't speak, his wrist flicked, the Qingfeng sword stabbed out like a meteor, and the housekeeper didn't tie his hands and grabbed it, and tried his best to make a move of the green snake to the water, just like a green snake flashing on the surface of a calm lake, the two sword lights intersected, and in an instant, Wu Qingfeng used Xu Tiantian's Juhe knife collection sword.

Nangong Hongye looked at the white-clothed swordsman incredulously, the little scholar turned out to be a nine-rank martial artist, and then looked at the green-shirted scholar, if he was also a nine-rank martial artist, then he would have to spit out a mouthful of old blood. If you fight alone, you may not be the opponent of the white-clothed scholar, if the skills of the two little scholars are above you, it is not the face of the general's mansion, but the face of the forbidden army and the face of Chang'an.

A strange smile appeared on the butler's face, and in an instant, the blood in his chest flowed like an infusion, and Wu Qingfeng pierced the butler's abdomen with a sword, and the serious injury was not fatal.

Nangong Hongye said emotionally: "If you have such considerations, you can tell me, why do you want to take risks?"

Qianbai's face was pale, and his weak body was even weaker, "Uncle Liu, do you know that there are eggs under the nest?"

The housekeeper sighed: "I know that this is just a small profit for the young master, but it is this small profit that I am tempted, and I didn't expect that the rolling of the mountain is the life of the general's mansion, if this is the case, let my son become a lieutenant general, and I will not betray the general's mansion." However, one wrong step and one wrong step, I hesitated today, and finally took that step, but I didn't expect that the young master was already waiting for me to take that step. One step to become a Buddha, one step to become a demon. My life has long been irrelevant, but I can't bear to give up my infant grandson, so I can only take the risk. ”

Nangong Hongye clenched his fists and said: "You and I have watched him grow up since I was a child, and I know that he is not the material for the army, I can pave a way for him, but that is a curse and not a blessing." It is said that the companion is like a tiger, the battle between the temples and the sea, watching him rise and fall, watching him rise and fall, watching him feast guests, seeing his building collapse, and seeing other people's heads fall to the ground. You and I have been working hard in Chang'an for more than 20 years, don't you understand this truth?"

The blood in the butler's abdomen was gurgling, and the sound of "tick-tock" blood dripping to the ground shook Qianbai's eardrum slightly but harshly. The housekeeper sighed heavily, "Childe, frankly speaking, you are as kind to me as a mountain, I have also bought real estate in Chang'an for so many years, and I am more chic than the five officials of the imperial court, but do you know the knot in my heart? Everything I have today is given by you, I have a deep relationship with you, it is thirty years of love, and what about after I leave? I have to plan far-reaching for my children and grandchildren." Childe, do you know that this huge Chang'an City, this flowery Chang'an City, is the Chang'an City of millions of people? Chang'an City is a paradise for dignitaries, but it is a hell for the poor people. I know that my son is not a material for studying, and he will not be able to take the path of the imperial examination, but I don't want to see the family fall into the middle of the road in the future, and my children and grandchildren will become slaves and servants, prostitutes and prostitutes. Childe, did you say I was wrong?"

Nangong Hongye didn't expect that the housekeeper's inner thoughts were so far-reaching, most parents in the world are like this, and they have far-reaching plans for their children, but who can know that their children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren, and who can know if the sun will rise as usual tomorrow?

Before the words fell, the butler's soft sword slashed across his throat, blood gurgled out, Nangong Hongye looked at the dying butler, and the strong commander also shed two tears.

Qianbai saw death with his own eyes for the first time, but his seemingly calm expression set off a huge wave in his heart, he is not a ruthless person, he compares his heart to his heart, maybe he changes it to himself, it is difficult to guarantee that he will not betray the general's mansion for the sake of petty profits like Uncle Liu.

Wu Qingfeng jumped forward, leaving two deep footprints on the ground, Xu Tianran followed his footsteps, and the next thing was the family affairs of the General's Mansion, which could not be mixed up by outsiders.

Xu Tianran said abruptly: "The small profit in Qianbai's eyes is the last life-saving straw you can grasp, and the survival and glory of the family are all in your thoughts." Although I can understand, but I can't tolerate it, the world is more important than the future, more important is the people's hearts, not to mention the small lieutenant from the sixth grade Zhenwei, even the general standing in the temple is also walking on thin ice, do you think your son who does not learn and has no skills can stand in the court safely?"

The housekeeper was speechless, looking at the birds in the sky, his eyes were full of beautiful Chang'an City, enduring the pain, kneeling towards Nangong Hongye, old tears were horizontal, this scene Qianbai couldn't bear to look at directly.

The housekeeper bowed, the blood in the abdomen suddenly gushed out, the housekeeper bowed twice, two lines of blood oozed from the corners of his mouth The housekeeper bowed three times, and spit out a mouthful of blood in his mouth, Nangong Hongye took a few steps forward, and was about to help the housekeeper up, the housekeeper just held Nangong Hongye's thigh, and sobbed: "Childe, the old slave made a big mistake, he knows that he deserves to die, and I hope that Gongzi will spare my little grandson who is still in swaddling clothes in the future." ”

Nangong Hongye picked up the butler's body and quietly parked it in the secret room, the news of the housekeeper's revelation could not be spread, Nangong Hongye immediately ordered the government soldiers to surround the mansion, not let anyone out, and block the news.

Xu Tianran and Wu Qingfeng went straight to the Recommended Blessing Temple, the little monk of the Pure Land was very happy to see the two of them coming, it turned out that the two of them would come to visit him once in ten years, and they didn't know what they were busy with recently, and they hadn't come for a month.

The Pure Land had a sensitive nose, smelled the bloody qi on Wu Qingfeng's body, and asked, "Killed?"

Nangong Hongye slowly closed the housekeeper's eyes, Qianbai knelt in front of his father, and said aggrievedly: "Dad, I don't want Uncle Liu to die either, as long as he doesn't take that step, I will treat everything as if I don't know, did I do something wrong?"

Nangong Hongye touched Qianbai's head and said softly: "Death is his own choice, don't blame Bai'er." Bai'er has really grown up, and his father never doubted him, if it weren't for Bai'er, the consequences would be unimaginable. When he died, he went into the ground with his sins, and the future and past events were no longer pursued, and the bloodline of the Liu family could be preserved. ”

The hustle and bustle of the world is for profit, and the hustle and bustle of the world is for profit.

Pure Land asked suspiciously, "What's the hurry?"

"Pick something?" replied Xu Tianran shyly.

The Pure Land was even more puzzled, and asked again: "Who to pick?"

Wu Qingfeng nodded, and didn't explain much, Wu Qingfeng was at most hurtful, that sword was only a heavy injury, and it would not die, the housekeeper was self-terminated, but in Wu Qingfeng's heart, the moment the housekeeper was defeated, he was doomed to death, which was the same as killing with his own hands.

The Pure Land clasped his hands together and said reverently: "Amitabha." ”

Xu Tianran habitually pinched the fleshy cheeks of the Pure Land, and said calmly: "Do me a favor?"

Xu Tianran looked in the direction of Xuandu Guan and sighed: "Xuandu Guan, there is a huge battle between Buddhism and Taoism." ”

Wu Qingfeng rarely showed a smile at the corner of his mouth, sure enough, the wicked still need the wicked to grind, since he can't sneak in, he wants to expose the Xuandu Temple to the eyes of the people of Chang'an. Moreover, when the Xuandu Temple was flooded with a large number of dignitaries and ordinary people, the secrets hidden in the shadows naturally did not have time to hide, and the clues were easier to find.

Xu Tianran and Wu Qingfeng invariably touched the little bald head of the Pure Land, with a lewd smile on their faces, the Pure Land has long been obedient, but how can the dignified Wu Xiaojian Immortal also become obscene, if the Jianghu Fairy sees Wu Xiaojian Immortal's appearance, how many of them will cry and faint in the boudoir.