"White?"

Zhong Xihou was puzzled, Bai Baishu and Bai Yichan are not a few people with the surname Bai in the world, and it turns out that the former Mo family is the Bai family.

Jian Yufei nodded, pursed her mouth, moistened her mouth and throat, and continued: "The ancestor of the Mo family is surnamed Bai, and it is this Bai Shu and Bai Yizen. Do you know that a few days ago, a black dragon flew out of Mo County and jumped into the nine skies?"

Zhong Xihou nodded, he had heard of it, but he was used to dragons and phoenixes. Just like his little junior brother, he rode a fiery phoenix and created his own method to turn a dragon into a dragon at every turn. The appearance of a black dragon would not surprise him as he is now.

"This black dragon, what's so important?"

Jian Yufei grinned evilly, and leaned his head towards Zhongxi Hou, and said in a somewhat treacherous tone: "Brother Hou, can you see that it has turned into an entity, Sword Spirit?"

Hearing the word sword spirit, Zhong Xihou's body couldn't help but tremble, and his eyes opened slightly to look at Jian Yufei. Then Zhong Xihou also smiled, a little embarrassed and a little helpless, and listened to him: "Xiaoyu, Xiaoyu, since you are bent on seeking death, why do you want to explore so much?"

Before the two could speak again, an orange-robed woman appeared out of nowhere. She has a graceful figure, her long hair falls down, her face can only be seen with a nose and a mouth, and her eyes and eyebrows are obscured by bangs. The bridge of the nose is high, the red lips are thin and appropriate, and with the graceful figure that the loose robe can't hide, this orange robe woman should be the best.

Jian Yufei rubbed her chin, smiled evilly, and looked at the orange-robed woman with a curious face, and let out an exclamation of "tsk" from time to time.

"This is Xiaoyu. ”

The orange-robed woman opened her mouth, judging from this gentle voice, and with this bumpy figure, she should be a charming young woman in her thirties. Jian Yufei wanted to reach out at this moment to remove the bangs of the orange-robed woman, to see if it was a stunning stunner.

Zhong Xihou stretched out his hand, and the orange-robed woman handed it to Zhong Xihou, and then sat down beside him.

These two people look at the ordinary robes, just like a pair of old husbands and wives, and they also look at Jian Yufei's eyes.

"Oh yes, yes, it's too much, Brother Hou, you, you're too much, return the Listening Rain Sword to me!"

Jian Yufei jumped up all of a sudden, throwing her hands and feet wildly, like a skinny monkey. Seeing him spread his hands towards himself and ask himself how he looked at the sword, Zhong Xihou couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Xiaoyu, Xiaoyu, you have always been so out of tune.

"It's okay, in my house, go get it yourself. ”

Jian Yufei was about to take a step, when the orange-robed woman opened her mouth and listened to her: "That child has not woken up yet, and his appearance is somewhat similar to yours, and he will be a beautiful man in the future." ”

Hearing the orange-robed woman say this, Jian Yufei stopped there, her body stiffening. What did he hear? Will the child be a beautiful man in the future? Beautiful man?

Jian Yufei sat back in her place, stepped on the bench with one foot, raised her wine glass, and put it down again. Then he simply picked up the whole jug, and drank the whole jug in three or two sips. In the end, the flask in his hand was lost, and this was happy.

"Brother Hou, I think it's too stingy to ask for anything you sent out. I don't need a sword, you need a good sword, listen to the rain for you, it's perfect. ”

Whether it is Zhongxihou or the orange-robed woman, where can I guess Jian Yufei's thoughts, if I see through it or not, I won't say much.

Jian Yufei got serious again and said, "Just as Wu Yan is a beautiful young woman, listening to the rain, alas, listening to the rain is still a sleeping little boy." The sword was originally a dead thing, and by chance there was a spirit, and Brother Hou understood these things, so he didn't say much. That black dragon, guess what kind of sword is the sword spirit?"

With a wicked smile on his face, he waited for Zhong Xihou to guess.

Zhong Xihou didn't buy it, just a faint word, "Say!"

No one praised her, Jian Yufei had to play alone, and listened to him continue: "That sword is called a Zen Dao Heavenly Machine." ”

"Listening to the name, it looks like a Buddha sword and a Taoist sword, which is really a strange name. ”

Jian Yufei laughed and said: "I also thought so when Senior Brother told me, just imagine, Bai Yichan held a Zen Dao Heavenly Machine, and then Bai Yichan broke the Heavenly Machine, that is Bai Yichan Dao Heavenly Machine." ”

Zhong Xihou didn't want to pay attention to this nonsense, and asked himself: "So, the Mo family doesn't just have a Mo Yu sword. ”

Jian Yufei snapped her fingers and said, "That's right, that's it." It's a pity, it's a pity, whether it's the dancing sword or the listening rain sword, they are all quite good swords, including a lot of spirit swords from the junior brother, they are all good things. However, compared to that Zen Dao Heavenly Machine, these swords are not as good as scrap iron······"

Jian Yufei's original intention was just to compare, but when he said this, he found that he had offended people again. Or should I say, offended the sword.

This orange-robed woman is the sword spirit of the dancing sword, although the dancing sword has been destroyed, but this sword spirit is still there, which is also strange. He now said that the Dancing Sword is inferior to scrap iron compared to that Zen Dao Heavenly Machine, which is tantamount to scolding a person for not even being as good as a beast, the general meaning.

Jian Yufei smiled, rolled his eyes, and was about to divert the topic, so he continued: "Even if that sword is placed in the sky, it is still a spirit sword for people to compete for, even if it is used by a character like the second brother, he will feel that it is competent." So, Brother Hou, do you think the people of the Sword Sect in the world will risk the disapproval of the world to seize the sword? Or will people other than the Sword Sect in the world be able to seize the sword?"

When she said the second half of the sentence, Jian Yufei grinned, and like that, she was full of treachery. Fire Book Bar

Zhong Xihou didn't bother to pay attention to Jian Yufei's random calculations, snorted coldly, and said, "So, this is a great opportunity for you to seek death." Maybe among the group of immortals who came, there was a big man who could kill you with a sword. ”

Jian Yufei nodded, and even felt that what Zhong Xihou said was polite. The stunned conversation between the two brothers made the orange-robed woman wonder too.

"Okay, okay, let's continue to talk to you about Senior Brother. That black dragon is now in the hands of the senior brother, as far as the senior brother said, it is the senior brother found by this black dragon, and the senior brother seems to be not interested in the black dragon at all. ”

Zhong Xihou frowned, he really couldn't understand, how could the sword spirit of a Zen Dao Heavenly Machine go to find the senior brother.

Jian Yufei seemed to see through Zhong Xihou's thoughts, and said leisurely: "Are you curious why Black Dragon chose Senior Brother? Because Senior Brother, it is even more terrifying than the second brother and the third brother, as well as the sixth brother who is out of tune. If he goes to heaven, he will probably walk sideways in the same way. It's strange, the second brother, the third brother and the sixth brother are just wandering in the world and won't interfere in anything. Senior brother, you are still an official in the empire, do you say it's interesting. ”

"Oh, what official position?"

This time, Jian Yufei shook his head and explained: "I don't know what official position it is, it's just that there are Qunqiu Ba who are respectful to him, and he is an adult. So I guessed that the senior brother might be an official in the empire. ”

Jian Yufei was a little thirsty and wanted to find wine to drink, but the pot just now had already been drunk by him, so he had no choice but to pick a few grapes and throw them into his mouth.

"I'm going to go to the imperial capital tomorrow to find the senior brother, I want to compare with him again, maybe this time, he will be angry with me, and then slap me to death. ”

Zhong Xihou shook his head, he was really helpless against Jian Yufei's desire to die.

Then the two brothers talked nonsense for a long time, until the sky gradually brightened, and they went around to the outside of the house to report the hour, and Jian Yufei said goodbye.

Zhong Xihou went back to his bedroom, he had planned to go to Zang Yan's house, but at this time, Mei Ji might be asleep, so it was not easy to disturb.

The orange-robed woman asked Zhong Xihou, "Your junior brother is really a strange person. ”

The corners of Zhong Xihou's mouth hooked, and he snorted coldly, his cold snort was not at the orange-robed woman, but at his twelve junior brothers.

"Xiaoyu is indeed a strange person, but in the same way, which disciple under the master's throne is not a strange person?"

The orange-robed woman faced Zhong Xihou, her eyes and eyebrows were covered by bangs, and she didn't know what kind of light her eyes should reveal at this moment. Then her red lips curled, smiled charmingly, and said, "Indeed, whether it is this light rain or that lingering song, they are all little weirdos." Also, you, the great swordsman of the West, are also a weirdo. ”

Zhong Xihou was not disgusted by the title of weirdo, so he simply threw off his boots and lay on the bed, his hands resting behind his head, Erlang's legs were cocked, and he was shaking from time to time, looking leisurely.

"Although Xiaoyu is talented and wicked, he is also a hard-working child. Compared with him, the little junior brother also has a white cloud and a dog, which can be regarded as happy. Zhongxihou lamented that it was not worth the twelve junior disciples for him, and then continued, "The more he begs for death, the more difficult it is to die, and you say that it is not interesting." Everyone else wants to fight hard, or, I, the junior brother, are bent on death. ”

The woman in the orange robe didn't understand that it was too tiring to live, but if she was bent on begging for death, it would be too easy for her to understand.

"Since he is so similar, wouldn't it be easy to hang himself?"

Zhong Xihou shook his head and explained: "How could he not have tried, he also plotted against me, so that I had no intention of stabbing him, but you see that he is like this now, he is stronger than a bull." I don't know why, no matter how many injuries he tosses out by himself, the multiple injuries are all instantaneous. If I stab him with the sword, the sword will be drawn and the wound will be healed. You say, "Is this something that a man can do?"

The orange-robed woman also couldn't understand it, even if she was a sword spirit, her body was not real flesh and blood, but she still needed to recuperate after being injured. This simple rain fly is really a monster.

"Is he really human?"

Zhong Xihou nodded and said, "That's naturally a human being, it's really his mother who was conceived in October." The first time he was injured was the time he fought with the black impermanence, the blood was dripping, the bones were white, and this stinky boy was still excited. Later, he understood that he could only die if both sides fought for their lives. ”

"It's a wonderful world. ”

Zhongxi Hou smiled and said: "It's really wonderful, just like the white pivot and Bai Yichan in his mouth, I don't know what kind of character this is." I never thought that the Mo family had another sword in addition to the Mo Yu sword. A Zen Dao Heavenly Machine has a sword spirit, so can Mo Yu Sword have a sword spirit?"

The orange-robed woman shook her head and replied, "I have observed that Mo Yu sword, although that sword is peculiar, but there is indeed no sword spirit. ”

Zhong Xihou wondered, there are so many famous swords in the world, even if the so-called ten famous swords, none of them are the same as Mo Yu's sword, as if they are used for tricks.

Mo Yujian is like this, so what about that Zen Dao Heavenly Machine?

Zhong Xihou was a little sleepy, his eyelids were heavy, and he was about to sleep. But at this moment, when he heard the sound of a sword, he suddenly opened his eyes, and he was completely sleepy. The orange-robed woman didn't know when she was gone, and the rain listening sword that was originally hanging on the wall had fallen to the ground. Looking at the door again, there was a slender sword mark.

Zhong Xihou's left hand became a claw, and with a move of "Nayun Hand", the Tingyu Sword that fell to the ground was immediately sucked into his hand. Then he took an arrow step and rushed out.

There was nothing outside the house, but when he looked up, he saw a slender black figure churning in the clouds in the bright sky.

It's too far away to make out what the monster is. Zhong Xihou urged under his feet, and the direct pain against the wind ran towards the black slender figure.

Because he faintly felt that the black slender figure should be another sword, the sword spirit of a Zen Dao Heavenly Machine.