As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned.

The prince is going to roast the original set on the fire.

Yuan An's swordsmanship talent is amazing, and if he enters the Thunder Cliff of the Taishang Shenxiao Sect and adds the help of the Dao Sect, he will inevitably become a thorn in the side of the royal family. What's more, there has been some gossip in the palace recently, and the prince seems to favor Xie Yongxu.

Gao Tianyue poured a full glass of wine and drank it slowly. With the gloomy and worried nature of a young man, even if he is squeezed by others, he will not be stupid enough to stand out. But in this way, his reputation will be ruined, and his reputation for fear of the enemy and cowardice will spread to the Daomen, and his future will be greatly reduced.

If he can't be reused by the Daomen, his fate is still a pawn at the mercy of him.

Xie Xuan looked at Zhi Zhenzhen, he should have gloated, but his chest was inexplicably panicked. Everyone wants to push Yuan An out, his bloodline is not pure, he has just run out of the poor ravine, and he has risen too high, more like an upstart, and will never really be regarded as a part of them. Xie Xuan gritted his teeth and looked at the Xie Valve people in the distance, Xie Qingfeng shook his head categorically, rejecting his intention to fight.

In all directions, there was a growing noise of criticism. Zhi Hunt Zhen lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, still sitting quietly in the crowd, like a silent island.

The island is also rootless, and is surrounded by water that floats and comes and goes. The golden sword roar, malicious eyes, and undulating noise were like waves surging from all directions, pushing Zhi Kari Zhen over, and then pushing him hard, vast and helpless. He subconsciously leaned to his waist, as if he was about to grasp something to cling to, only to realize in a trance that there was no sword there.

There is nothing in the palm of your hand.

Zhijia was stunned, lowered his head, and stared at the empty waist, a part of his life that he was accustomed to suddenly became blank.

It is as if the thread at the seam of the garment is plain and inconspicuous, but once it is removed, it will leave a clear vacancy.

Zhi Hunt Zhen didn't move, his palms were holding weakly, and his expression seemed to be stupid. He had always thought that it was just a tool to kill people.

The sound of messy footsteps suddenly sounded, and several eagle guards dragged a blood-stained feather clan to break in, and the eagle clan sword fairy walked behind with vague steps, his face was as pale as gold paper, his forehead bone was cracked, and blood oozed from the chest of the feather coat from time to time.

Everyone couldn't help but be surprised, and Wang Yifu's face suddenly changed.

Lao Ma! The Yu clan who was seriously injured and detained was the former swordsman Xixi of the Hou Mansion! He was shocked and frightened, his eyes turned to Zhi Zhenzhen, and a strong sense of crisis surged in his heart.

Ning Xiaoxiang followed and whispered to Yimo: "Your Highness, this person is a wanted criminal of the Yu Clan, hiding in Jiankang City, and was caught by their people. It's just that a lot of innocent passers-by were affected in the fighting, and several houses and shops were also destroyed, do you want to pursue ......?"

"It's their own business, and they don't need to get involved. Yi Mo glared at Ning Xiaoxiang, these Yu clans should be thankful if they don't pursue the big Jin harboring criminals, and dare to pursue them?

"What's going on?" Luan An asked as he got up, deliberately interrupting the solemn atmosphere on the field, he was afraid that Ying Yao would kill too hard, arouse the anger of the human race, and make a fuss.

"My lord, we have captured a fugitive from the Sparrow Department from many years ago. Eagle Guard kicked violently and stepped on Lao Ma's vest, making a piercing sound of bones breaking, and blood spurted out of Lao Ma's mouth.

"Sparrow?" Luan An snorted, presumably the other party had offended the Eagle Department and was wanted for the crime. However, a mere low-ranking feather clan is not worth his meddling.

"Young master, his subordinates suspect that he stayed in Jiankang City with bad intentions and wanted to wait for an opportunity to assassinate the young master. Eagle Guard said in a deep voice.

Ying Yao turned his head at this time: "Is he?"

Eagle Guard grabbed the old hemp's long messy hair and pulled it up roughly, pointing his bloodied face at Eagle Yao. Lao Ma stared at Ying Yao, his face was distorted with anger, and he spurted a mouthful of blood with saliva at Ying Yao, and was hit hard in the mouth by Eagle Guard with a sword, knocking his teeth out and his cheeks bulging.

The Eagle Clan Sword Immortal said in a low voice: "Don't you remember this thief, the young master? He is the genius sword cultivator Aso of the Sparrow Department, who disobeyed the young master many years ago, was killed by his wife and sister, and escaped from the wilderness alone. ”

Ying Yao glanced at Aso carefully a few times, and then he was vaguely impressed. Back then, he fell in love with the swordsmanship of a lower-ranking Yu clan, and he couldn't ask for it, so he sent someone to kill the other party's entire family in a fit of rage.

"That kind of crude swordsmanship, I don't need it anymore. Ying Yao smiled disdainfully, "Kill him." ”

An eagle guard said: "Young master, Aso is here, making a living by teaching Terran swordsmanship. ”

"Don't know how to lift, would you rather pass on the sword technique to the lowly clan than hand it over to me?" Ying Yao's pupils suddenly shrank, bursting out with a cold chill, "Torture it, who he has taught the sword technique, I will kill them one by one." ”

Aso burst out laughing, "Poof!" The two eagle guards swung their swords through Aso's ankles and pinned him firmly to the ground. Aso's eyes were so painful that he couldn't stop laughing, and the Eagle Guard's sword stretched out, piercing his arms again, and blood gushed out.

Wang Yifu's face turned pale, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and his heart sank to the bottom. If this matter implicates the son, he will not be able to escape the blame for his death. He got up in a panic, squeezed to the side of Zhi Jia Zhen regardless of etiquette, and said in a trembling voice: "Shizi, don't be impulsive. ”

Zhikari really looked at Aso from a distance and did not answer. The brilliant sunlight shone on his pale and beautiful cheeks, like a transparent rippling water.

"Shizi, Lao Ma himself said that we and him are just a deal, we pay the payment, he teaches swordsmanship, buys and sells with each other, and there is no debt. Wang Yifu said busily, tightly tugging on the sleeves of Zhi Zhen's robe, "Shizi is not his student, he is not your teacher, and the trouble he caused has nothing to do with us." ”

Zhi Zhenzhen was silent for a while, and then said, "I understand. ”

Wang Yifu breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Aso who was tortured by the Eagle Guard, and couldn't help but feel a trace of guilt. Respecting teachers has always been a great gift for the human race, after all, Lao Ma has taught Shizi swordsmanship, and he has the reality of a teacher and a student.

"So, it's not just for the teacher. Shin Shikari said calmly.

Wang Yifu was shocked, like a thunderbolt, and he watched as the young man's hand reached over and held the decorative sword at his waist.

The white slender fingertips touched the cold hilt and trembled slightly.

Then the palms of his hands slowly closed, the five fingers were slowly clasped, and the boy slowly grasped the sword.

At this moment, he is no longer a piece of sand and gravel, an island of silence.

The lonely bamboo building of Bailing Mountain tirelessly stabbed at a little shining incense in the darkness; he stood on the bamboo raft and swore to win forever with his sword in the turbulent waters of the Jiuqu Shensha River; by the courtyard of the sheep slaughtering gathering, the morning light shone brightly, reflected in the eyes full of expectation in the breeze; in the garden of the Hou Mansion, he bowed down and held the sword, watching Lao Ma disappear into the vast night; in the Tianhe realm, he stared at the long cloud shadow in the river and realized that the sword heart was unswerving...... Pictures of the past have emerged in front of Zhijiao's eyes. It's a sword, and it's not just a sword.

Seeing that the bottleneck of Dudu was silently broken at this moment, the sword qi was surging like a wave, the sword fetus was undulating like a tide, and the realm of refining qi and returning the spirit naturally opened to him.

"Only in the moment of life and death will you know whether you want a sword or a life. Lao Ma's voice seemed to be still in his ears.

Shin Zhijia held the sword firmly and smiled softly. The teacher is actually not right, the sword is a part of his life, because it cannot be separated, so there is no need to choose.

The sound of the blade slowly sliding out of the scabbard was so sharp.

It's so bright that everyone can hear it.

Wang Yifu was silent, his chest rose and fell rapidly, and he suddenly retreated respectfully, and bowed solemnly to Zhi Hunting, with tears in his eyes.

Under everyone's gaze, Zhi Hunti Zhen calmly got up, stretched out his long sword, and stared at the bright cold light in his hand.

It turns out that this is my roots.