After coming down the mountain, the little girl was no longer carried by Li Xuandu, standing beside Li Xuandu at this time, and seeing Hu Liang's chivalrous style, she subconsciously glanced at Li Xuandu beside her.

The little girl's idea is very simple, Uncle Hu Liang has to listen to his brother in everything, and his brother is naturally more powerful than Uncle Hu Liang, since Uncle Hu Liang is already so powerful, how powerful should his brother be? Will it really be the first in the world?

Even if it is not the best in the world now, it will be one day in the future.

Li Xuandu has seen the vastness of heaven and earth, the depth of the rivers and lakes, so even if he is a genius, he does not dare to say that he will be able to occupy a place on the old Xuanbang in the future, throughout the ages, there have been too many geniuses and geniuses who have been drowned in this rivers and lakes, even him, in the battle of Dijing a few years ago, almost repeated this mistake, he said to the little girl that he was the first in the world before, but it was more of a joke.

But the little girl's idea is very firm and persistent, even more firm than Li Xuandu.

On the other side, after Hu Liang and the owner of the three villages exchanged pleasantries, they cut to the point, "This place is Lingxiu Mountain, and the owner of Wang Zhuang is from Lingxiu Villa, so I want to come to the villa not far away?"

Wang Lie hesitated slightly, and said with a smile: "This is nature, my villa is on the north mountain, but it is not far from here." ”

He turned around and pointed to the mountain road behind him, "Follow this mountain road, it only takes half an hour to reach Lingxiu Mountain Villa." If Hu Daxia is willing to deign, he might as well go to the villa. ”

This was a polite remark, most of the time, people of Hu Liang's status would not really go, or refused under the pretext of hurrying, or said that there were important things to do, but he didn't expect that Hu Liang didn't follow the routine because of Li Xuandu, but said directly: "Since the owner of the Wang Zhuang is invited, then Hu Mou is disrespectful, otherwise wouldn't he not give the owner of the Wang Zhuang this face?"

"Since that's the case, it's not good for me to force Hu Daxia to stay, so don't ...... it" Before he finished speaking, the expression on Wang Lie's face suddenly froze, and he raised his head suddenly, looked at Hu Liang, and said in disbelief: "Just now Hu Daxia said that he was going to our Lingxiu Villa?!"

Hu Liang nodded with a smile and said: "Since the owner of the Wang Zhuang sincerely invited, Hu naturally has no reason to refuse. ”

At this moment, Wang Lie couldn't wait to give himself a slap, now that the situation is unknown, what should he do to provoke a strong dragon crossing the river again? Now I really want to invite him back, in case it is another Chen Guhong, but what should I do? When the time comes, it is easy to invite God and it is difficult to send God, and even this last Beishan foundation has been lost, so isn't he a sinner for the ages of the mountain villa?

But the words are said by themselves, and there is no reason to take them back.

It is better to be silent. If you don't say any word, you will be the master of that sentence, and if you say it, you will be the slave of that word. Now that the words have been spoken, if you immediately regret it, wouldn't it be a slap in the face of this Hu Daxia? What kind of identity is a person, and it is already condescending to be willing to be invited to Lingxiu Villa for a while, if you regret it, it will become a matter of playing people, in the rivers and lakes, beating people is a grudge, but slapping the face is a mortal enemy. Wasn't it because of the challenge that the Purple Mansion Sword Immortal slapped others in the face that it attracted the grievances of the rivers and lakes that stretched for most of the north of the Yangtze River?

Thinking of this, Wang Lie only felt that he was in a dilemma, like sitting on wax, he had the heart to regret refusing, but he didn't have the guts, he suddenly remembered the direction of the three of them, his heart moved, and he said hard: "Dare to ask Hu Daxia, but you are from Nanshan Garden?"

Hu Liang nodded.

Wang Lie suddenly felt that his eyes suddenly opened up, it can be said that there is no way out of the mountains and rivers, and the willows and flowers are bright and another village. So everything makes sense, Nanshan Park made such a big move, most of them were knocked on the door, and this northwest knife Hu hero happened to appear here, then eighty percent has a deep relationship with this matter, as the so-called enemy of the enemy is a friend, if this is the case, then please ask this Hu to go to Lingxiu Villa for a talk, it is not impossible, maybe you can take this opportunity to regain the foundation of Nanshan.

Thinking of this, Wang Lie was no longer embarrassed, and smiled, "Everyone who comes is a guest, since Hu Daxia is willing to deign to go to the villa, then my Lingxiu villa should be hospitable." Hu Daxia, please!"

The three of them followed the group of Lingxiu Villa, crossed the river valley, and then went up the mountain road to Lingxiu Villa, which is located opposite Beishan and Nanshan Park.

The mountain road in Beishan is relatively gentle, not as steep as Nanshan, and with Zhou Shuning's foot strength, it can be barely climbed.

Going around and around along the way, Li Xuandu deliberately stayed at the back of the team in order to take care of Zhou Shuning, who was climbing alone, while Hu Liang and Wang Lie were at the front of the team, and the two chatted and probed each other.

Wang Lie wanted to know if Hu Liang was related to the matter of Nanshan Garden, and at the same time wanted to confirm whether Hu Liang was the real Northwest Swordsman.

Hu Liang probed the bottom of this Lingxiu Villa.

The owner of this Lingxiu Villa is surnamed He, who has lived in Luzhou Jiuhe Mansion for generations, it is said that the ancestor was once the elder of the Taiping Sect, because of the care of the Taiping Sect, so he can put down this great business, but this He family can not escape the trap of many families, one generation is not as good as the generation, and it is finally green and yellow, and now there is no master of the innate realm in the family.

It is said that the old owner has the cultivation of the Xuanyuan Realm, and there is only one step away from the legendary Innate Realm, and in the territory of Jiuhe Mansion, he is also one of the best masters, plus the backer of the Taiping Sect, no one dares to provoke. But no one would have thought that after the death of Emperor Muzong, the Taiping Sect would completely close the mountain, and few people walked in the world, and the people under the mountain naturally could not go to the Taiping Sect.

Originally, with the old owner's Xuanyuan realm cultivation, it could be barely maintained, but at this time, Chen Guhong came to the territory of Jiuhe Mansion, although Chen Guhong at this time has fallen to the bottom of the innate realm, but after all, he is a person who has touched the threshold of the realm of returning to the truth, and he is still able to deal with a Xuanyuan realm, and after a vicious battle, the old owner was seriously injured and died a few months later.

After the new owner He Jin became the owner of the village, compared with the old owner, whether it was cultivation or seniority and prestige, it was inferior, and it was difficult to take on the responsibility of the villa.

Although Li Xuandu was at the end of the team, he was always listening to the conversation between the two and did not miss a word.

At this time, he was very emotional.

He never thought that the good deeds of saving people that he had no intention of doing at the beginning would plant such evil consequences, not only reaping the fruits after many years, but also affecting the He family in this Lingxiu Villa, which made the He family, who had been entrenched in Jiuhe Mansion for many years, collapse because of it. Wang Lie, who was the owner of the third villa, would not have thought that the decline of Lingxiu Villa was actually due to the famous Purple Mansion Sword Immortal.

As the saying goes, the world is impermanent, and creation makes people, nothing more than that.

The second half of the mountain road has been paved with bricks and stones, and there are even railings, and it is surrounded by a bamboo forest planted by manpower, and the atmosphere is quiet, taking the meaning of "winding paths leading to seclusion", which is quite elegant and elegant. After turning a few more corners, the bamboo forest disappears, there are plum trees everywhere, the branches and leaves are dense, although it is not yet the season when the plum blossoms are in full bloom, but it can be imagined that the day of the cold plum blossoms, the grand scenery of fragrant snow like the sea in this place, will definitely be endless.

Passing through a large piece of plum forest, finally came to the end of the mountain road, it is an open flat land paved with bluestone slabs, located in the middle of the north mountain of Lingxiu Mountain, standing here you can see a bluestone slab road leading directly to a large village courtyard with white walls of Zhumen, although it is not more magnificent than the Nanshan Garden, but it is a little more quiet and elegant, it can be seen that when the Taiping Sect master built two manors, most of them wanted to take the manor of Nanshan as a place to entertain guests, and the manor of Beishan as their own residence.

Wang Lie stopped, pointed to the manor in the distance, and introduced to Hu Liang: "Hu Daxia, this is Lingxiu Villa. ”

Hu Liang also stopped, pressed the knife in one hand, and then looked at the manor that intended to imitate the Jiangnan style, and said: "Okay, it's really good, it's much better than the Nanshan Garden that Chen Guhong drummed up." ”