"A poor man with a lonely shadow for a hundred years?"

The king repeated this sentence, indeed, there are too many poor people in the world who have been lonely for a hundred years.

can think that there seems to be no estrangement between Zhong Xihou and Yan Hudeliang, but it is still a cooperative relationship, which is a lot more comfortable.

"King of Tricks, yesterday I fought with that black dragon, and he really played with me unilaterally. As it is, I have one more thing on my mind. ”

The king was puzzled, wondering what would happen if he could make Hou Ye say this.

"I thought that now I can cultivate the world, like a little junior brother and Xiaoyu, who are as martial arts as Xiaoyu, and who are people who cultivate immortals, which are rare. If there is a life-and-death struggle, the little brother and I will not pose a threat. Xiaoyu and I lost at most, perhaps, just a little bit of a disadvantage. But yesterday's fiasco, I couldn't help but sigh, and at the same time, I was inexplicably a little scared. ”

Afraid?

Such two words would come out of the mouth of this Xisha arrogant tiger, and the king of Wei frowned deeply and almost squeezed out a Sichuan character.

"Of course, you heard me right, I was afraid. A huge Daye Empire, such as a black dragon-like figure, even if it is rare. In terms of numbers, will it really be a minority?"

With that, King Wei roughly understood Zhong Xihou's concerns. She thought for a long time, and finally spoke: "Since Lord Hou's master and senior brothers are such powerful existences, I'm afraid there is really no opponent in the world." But Master Hou, have you ever thought that since they are such powerful characters, whether it is the affairs of the Mo family or the Qingyang Rebellion, why can't they wave their sleeves and deal with it?"

Hearing this, Zhong Xihou couldn't help but smile, and then explained for King Wei: "I'm not an immortal cultivator, although I don't particularly understand the twists and turns. But come to think of it, immortals will also have some rules to bind, and immortals who have reached a certain level of cultivation can't make moves at will against mortals like us......"

"If that's the case, then why would the Sword Sect of the World attack the Mo family again and again?"

"Why don't you think about the little junior brother, his cultivation is not bad, and he is an immortal cultivator, why can he make a move on mortals? Come to think of it, it is also that the cultivation of the Immortal Dao is not enough, and he can't enter the eyes of such rules. ”

This explanation is uncertain, but it says a lot.

King Wei nodded, and accompanied Zhongxi Hou for half an hour, and the two did not talk about business, but just chatted about the miscellaneous records before and after the early days of Daye that Yan Hude excavated.

King Wei was about to leave, but was stopped by Zhong Xihou, and listened to him: "King Wei, call Zang Yan for me, the ghost door is closed, and I miss her as a beautiful little girl." ”

Hearing Zang Yan, King Wei looked embarrassed and a little embarrassed. Zhongxi Hou saw that something was wrong, and the first thing he thought of was Qin Ji's inexplicable death.

Thinking of this, Zhong Xihou couldn't help but reveal panic in his eyes, he lifted the quilt and wanted to get out of bed. But helplessly, although the injury is recovering well, it is really difficult to move freely.

With just one movement, his whole body immediately ached, and finally his strength was exhausted and he collapsed on the bed again.

He never thought that he Zhongxihou would be so weak one day, gasping for breath and asking, "How is she?"

King Wei has never seen Lord Hou care so much about a woman one day, and he has mixed feelings in his heart, not knowing whether he is happy or worried.

"The Tibetan girl didn't say goodbye, and she didn't know where to go. ”

Hearing this, Zhong Xihou felt a lot more relieved. As opposed to death, it is a blessing to say goodbye without saying goodbye.

"That ......"

Without waiting for Zhong Xihou to finish speaking, King Wei continued: "Before I came, I ordered Honghong to look for it, and I think that Honghong will also use the power of Xidi in Jinling City. ”

"That's good, that's good. King of Tricks, you can go out too. You're used to planning at night, so it's time to go back and rest. ”

King Yi Wanfu then went out and saw a clear sky outside the house, and there was a gentle breeze. I sighed in my heart, a lonely shadow for a hundred years, but sad.

Zhong Xihou was once again alone in the room, and he called softly, and the orange-robed woman appeared out of nowhere.

She simply sat on the edge of the bed and looked down at Zhong Xihou, without Zhong Xihou asking, she had already given the answer.

"That girl, her mind is not pure, but her love for you is indeed true. ”

The mind is not pure, and Zhongxi Hou also knows it. But hearing that the love was true, Zhong Xihou couldn't help but frown a lot.

"You don't have to look for it, that girl has something to do but didn't do, a choice to do that she hasn't done. Also, you kid, you're really sweet. ”

Hearing the orange-robed woman accuse herself, the black-faced man actually smiled smugly, so he heard his tone and said: "The man is alive, and he has lived among thousands of flowers, and he doesn't pay attention or intercede, that's it." ”

The orange-robed woman couldn't help but sneer and then said, "Although that girl has fallen into the dust, she is also helpless and forced. If you really want her, you should be sincere, but it's a pity. ”

The style of his words changed, Zhong Xihou couldn't help frowning, and turned his head sideways to look at the orange-robed woman, waiting for clarification.

"It's a pity, you're seriously injured and unconscious, and you're talking about another woman's name. is so careless, this girl went to the West, isn't she just like those beauties in your harem, just a plaything. ”

Zhong Xihou couldn't help but be surprised, what he read in his mouth was someone else's name?

"Think again, White Cloud Fairy. You've only seen it once since you were young, but you still can't forget it, and I don't know whether to say that you are infatuated or stupid. ”

Hearing that the Baiyun Fairy was in his mouth, Zhong Xihou's face looked ugly. Indeed, in the past, there was only one side, that wonderful figure, that handsome and handsome face, often seen in dreams.

I think it's part of the reason why I treat my little junior brother like that is because this little junior brother is the adopted son of the White Cloud Fairy.

It's ridiculous, it's ridiculous, the same brother and sister, he will think about the other party's adoptive mother. It's unethical, it's ridiculous.

"Maiden, do you guess she'll come back?"

The orange-robed woman didn't think much about it, nodded directly, and said, "According to my guess, she will come back, but I don't know what year and month." ”

Zhong Xihou smiled bitterly, and then said: "But what a stupid girl, if you want to leave, you should first let me go to the government to help her get a silk silk." ”

The orange-robed woman smiled, and then said, "Your silk silk, is it written about Lincheng, or the city that never sleeps?"

Hearing this, Zhong Xihou's face became even more bitter.

"It was your second senior brother who saved you, do you know?"

The orange-robed woman changed the topic, and Zhong Xihou also knew her intentions, asking herself not to be embarrassed by such a thing, and to embarrass herself. Hearing that it was his second brother who saved him from the claws of the black dragon, and wanted to hear the words vaguely, he blinked, and knew what he meant.

"A pot of wine, ten steps of song, a hundred years of lonely shadow. The immortals are now unwanted. ”

A lonely shadow for a hundred years?

People say that immortals are free, but aren't immortals lonely?

"It seems that he is still too arrogant, and he has no ability to resist under the claws of that black dragon, which is really embarrassing. ”

The orange-robed woman shook her head and said, "In the world, you are indeed not bad. But that black dragon is older than several of your senior brothers. Although he is a sword spirit, how can you survive these hundreds of years of cultivation?"

Zhongxi Hou smiled, and then asked, "Wu Yan, how does your cultivation compare with ordinary martial artists?"

The orange-robed woman shook her head, Zhong Xihou thought she didn't know, but the orange-robed woman opened her mouth, but changed the topic again.

"What the immortal said, I thought about it carefully, and it was indeed reasonable. Little one, maybe the dancing sword is ruined, but I still stay with you, and it will be a burden for you. ”

Zhong Xihou didn't understand what she meant, so he hurriedly asked: "When I asked you before, you said that the Dancing Goose Sword was destroyed, if you can have a new body, it will be okay either." Why?"

"It's hard to find a body, and I didn't watch out for it that day, and I never expected that the Ququ firearm could completely destroy the Dancing Sword. ”

If it weren't for the orange-robed woman telling Zhong Xihou that the dancing sword was useless, he, Zhong Xihou, would not have destroyed the sword so pretending to be arrogant.

"I'll stay with you, and what you have is nothing more than the ability to dance with the wind. If I leave you, maybe you can concentrate on listening to the rain, and it is not impossible to comprehend the martial arts along the way. ”

"No!"

The word rejection is simple and crisp. Although the orange-robed woman expected it early, she really heard it, and she was also happy. She also likes this black-faced man more and more, and has experienced so many masters, except for immortals, I am afraid that this little guy is the most appetizing.

Seeing the smile on the corner of the orange-robed woman's mouth, Zhong Xihou also understood that there was room for things.

Thinking of this, he also stretched his brows, smiled, and said, "You even joked with me, and now you may say what you want to say?"

The orange-robed woman felt that the joke was enough, and nodded, planning to inform Zhong Xihou about the bottom light.

"Little one, do you know why the Dancing Goose Sword is so similar to the Listening Rain Sword?"

Zhong Xihou listened, and said with a solemn face: "I heard you say that in addition to the Dancing Goose Sword and the Listening Rain Sword, there are two similar swords, but they are related to this?"

The orange-robed woman was slightly stunned, and then she remembered that she had been talking a lot, and she had revealed some of her origins. Since I have said some things before, and I have obtained the will of the immortals, then this time I will tell you all about it, and it will be considered complete.

"The immortals once turned the aura into a mine and made four spiritual swords, whose names are angry, brake, dancing, and listening to the rain. ”

Zhong Xihou also recited the names of these four swords, and then asked: "Then, the other two swords, that is, the angry sky and the same brake, where are they now?"

The orange-robed woman shook her head and replied, "I don't know where, in the world, we are the most treasured. As far as the heavenly immortals are concerned, we are the spirit swords of superior quality. As far as the immortal is concerned, we are just playthings that he has to toss around. He also led the four of us to kill in all directions, and we were so fast. But after a hundred years, perhaps the immortals got tired of it, and sealed our spirituality and gave it to the worldly swordsmen one by one. ”

Zhong Xihou was a little puzzled, he knew that the second brother's sword dao could be invincible or really invincible, but could he cast it casually was a high-grade spirit sword? It was hard to imagine how terrible his ability was.

"In the past, the immortals used to use the Dancing Sword, and the wear and tear of the Dancing Sword, compared with the other three, was more than one or two times. Or maybe it's because the immortals feel guilty that they didn't seal my spirituality. Over the centuries, I have also been through the hands of one swordsman after another. Among them, there are heroes, murderers, unparalleled people in the world, and weak scholars who have no power to restrain chickens. It's a pity that by your generation, the dancing sword has burned out of oil, and the lamp will naturally go out. ”

From what the orange-robed woman told Xiaoyu at night, plus what she said now, Zhong Xihou roughly guessed a little, and asked: "In this way, you have always existed, and although the other three swords have sword spirits, this one is no different from nothing." ”

The orange-robed woman nodded, shook her head again, and explained: "Naturally, there is a difference, if the spirit sword identifies the sword master, it will slowly wake up, such as listening to the rain, I am afraid that it will not be long before I should open my eyes." ”

Thinking of the orange-robed woman saying that Tingyu was a young boy, Zhong Xihou felt curious and a little expectant. Because the child's future has infinite possibilities, then listen to the rain, whether it is the same.

But if it was only about the fact that there were a total of four swords similar to the dancing goose, and there was a possibility that the sword spirit that was lodged might awaken, but that's it, then the orange-robed woman's previous hesitation shouldn't have been like this.

Since the orange-robed woman decided to tell all the secrets about their four swords this time, she would naturally tell them all the secrets related to their four swords.

"Although swordsmen like swords, they don't think that having too many swords will be a bad thing. But in the same way, ordinary swordsmen, when they really fight, one sword or two swords are enough. Four swords, more just cumbersome. ”

What the orange-robed woman said was true, she only had two hands, and it was useless to carry three swords on her body. One in the left hand, one in the right hand, and the third in his mouth? But thinking about that picture carefully, Zhong Xihou actually felt that it was not impossible to try.

"So, the second brother forged you, isn't your power the only one?"

The orange-robed woman nodded, watching her lips close and purse her lips slightly, as if hesitating. After a few moments, he finally sighed and made a decision.

"If you have the opportunity and gather four swords, these four swords will eventually be made into one, and its name is Yebai. ”