Hearing this, Ding Hai, the head of the dart, hurriedly turned around to see that the three dart masters had fallen to the ground and were not breathing. All three of them had it, and there was only one wound in the chest, which should have been pierced by a sharp sword. But to be able to do this in an instant, I'm afraid that only the legendary condensation into a sword. As soon as he thought of this, Ding Hai's face was full of incredulity. But the corpses of the three brothers who had been with him for many years made Ding Hai have to admit it. Today, I'm afraid I'm going to have bad luck and provoke a master.

Ding Hai looked up in front of him again, and it was the man in his thirties with a boy of five or six years old. Sword eyebrows and starry eyes, handsome and extraordinary. The man was still sitting firmly on the bench in the bun shop.

Ding Hai seemed to be instantly rejuvenated, and hurriedly arched his hand and said, "The little brother is the owner of Ding's Villa, Ding Hai. It was a little personal matter of the younger brother before, but it was all a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding. I don't know the hero's surname, can the little brother have the fate to make friends with you. ”

Seeing this, the man did not speak, but stood up, drew his sword out of its sheath, and drew a circle like a sword-wielding flower. It seems to be slow and urgent, it seems to be virtual and real, it seems to be a dream, but it makes people unable to escape. Poor Na Ding Hai, before he could react, a sword qi pierced his chest. It's complicated, but it only happens in a split second.

At this time, the man said coldly: "I don't have time to worry about your private affairs, but you dare to do it to the common people in front of me?"

This cold snort frightened the four still alive dart masters, and they didn't even dare to breathe, and the clothes on their backs were already soaked with cold sweat. One of them, who looked to be the oldest dart master, suddenly remembered something. With a frightened expression on his face, he muttered, "This is, this is, this is the Liuyun Sword Sect!"

As the oldest dart master said this, he hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed fiercely.

While kowtowing, he cried and said to forgiveness: "The hero of the Liuyun Sword Sect! The grandfather of the Liuyun Sword Sect! You can spare me! I have an eighty-year-old mother and a child who can't leave." Following our owner is to beg for a living. Grandpa, grandpa, grandpa, you spare your life!"

The three dart masters were also extremely well-trained, kneeling down in unison, and kowtowing desperately to forgive.

Then the man also had no expression on his face, but said coldly "Get out". ......

When the four dart masters heard this, they crawled up from the ground. It seems to be flying, and it disappears quickly.

"Thank you for saving your life. The hero's life-saving grace is unforgettable. Please stay in the heroes. Please allow me to repay the hero for saving his life. ”......

Liuyun Mountain is famous because of its clear and handsome mountain shape, the scenery is like flowing clouds, and the artistic conception is indescribable.

The genius of the Flowing Cloud Sword Sect back then was on this mountain, watching the sunrise and sunset, and the clouds gathered and dispersed. In the midst of thousands of weather, he comprehended the sword intent of Liuyun and created the Liuyun Sword Technique. Since then, the Liuyun Sword Sect has been shaking the rivers and lakes for hundreds of years, and it has been firmly in the five authentic sects of the martial arts righteous path to this day.

At this time, it was already three months after the little turmoil in the outskirts of Luoping County.

On the road not far from Liuyun Mountain, a handsome man of about thirty years old with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and a boy of five or six years old, were walking towards Liuyun Mountain without hurry. It was the hero of the Liuyun Sword Sect who showed his might in the bun shop that day. The boy, who was five or six years old, seemed to be following all the way.

At this time, this hero of the Liuyun Sword Sect looked helpless. Helplessness, anger, depression, expressionlessness, anger, and all kinds of expressions are played out in turn. For no other reason, this little boy is so annoying!

"Uncle, my father and mother are on Liuyun Mountain?"

"Uncle, uncle, what delicious and fun did my father and mother prepare for me?"

"Uncle, my father and mother said that they had something to do temporarily, so let me follow you first. I'll see them again in a few days, you're not lying to me, are you?"

"Uncle, uncle, is Liuyun Mountain fun?"

"Uncle, uncle, is there any sugar gourd on Liuyun Mountain that you can't eat?"

"Uncle, uncle, will the monkeys on Liuyun Mountain pick peaches for me to eat?"

"Uncle, uncle, will the cats and snakes on Liuyun Mountain perform dragon and tiger fights for me?"

This hero of the Liuyun Sword Sect. can only be reluctant to perfunctory without any means, and his heart is full of mixed tastes and is difficult to speak. Originally, he had practiced Liuyun swordsmanship since he was a child, and after many years of experience in the rivers and lakes, his martial arts had reached the realm of first-class masters in the rivers and lakes. The attainments of internal strength are also becoming more and more perfect, and there is gradually a sign of peace and nothingness, and returning to the basics. But in the past few months, I have been getting along or tormenting this little boy back and forth. has made him deeply aware that his internal cultivation is seriously insufficient, and there are many flaws in his breath adjustment. is introverted from the nerves, back to the basics, and the ultimate realm is even more 108,000 miles away, and it doesn't even touch a side.

"Uncle, uncle, is my father and mother waiting for me on Liuyun Mountain?"

"Uh...... What's this...... Zhan Zhan, your father and mother have other things, and I'm afraid it won't be finished for a while. You follow Uncle first, and you will meet later. ”

"Ah...... Uncle, you and my father are all liars, you lie to me! Ah! Wow......

As soon as the little boy heard that he couldn't see his father and mother on Liuyun Mountain, he was about to cry, and his voice was really bright. Along the way, because the little boy cried, he caused a lot of trouble for the heroes of Liuyun Mountain.

In the town of Xishui, because of the crying. Adultered traffickers.

In Guyang Chengfang City, because of the crying. A ruffian hooligan who was used as a molesting woman.

In the Changhe County restaurant, people are marrying and holding banquets. Because of the crying, it was regarded as a troublemaker. More than a dozen family members immediately rushed out.

In Qili Township, the local family mourned. Because of the crying, the people of a township want to fight with him.

As soon as he thought of this, this hero broke into a cold sweat and trembled. I can't say whether I'm angry, depressed, or scared, but I'm in a very bad mood. Boys must not be allowed to cry.

"Oh! Zhan Zhan, let's not cry or cry! Uncle is here! Zhan Zhan's father and mother just have some things to be busy, and they will come to accompany Zhan Zhan when they are busy. Zhan Zhan doesn't cry. ”

"Zhan Zhan is the most well-behaved, there are three strings of sugar gourds that the uncle bought for Zhan Zhan, and Zhan Zhan eats a string of Zhan Zhan's favorite sugar gourds. ”

"Zhan Zhan is obedient, let's go to Liuyun Mountain immediately, your little sister is waiting for you there. ”

In this way, one big and one small, crying and laughing all the way, went to Liuyun Mountain.

This hero of Liuyun Mountain is none other than one of the masters of the Five Veins Hall of Liuyun Mountain today.

Elder Han Molin!

The boy's name is Lin Zhanqing. It was Han Molin who was entrusted by the deceased to raise the little boy. When he first picked up the little boy, Han Molin knew that this was not an easy task. But thinking of those two old people, with Han Molin's character of valuing love and righteousness, how could he complain.

finally coaxed the bitter Zhan Zhan, and unconsciously arrived at the foot of Liuyun Mountain. Han Molin glanced at the towering and immortal mist Liuyun Mountain. Lift Zhan Zhan, let him sit on his shoulder, and go up the mountain steadily and quickly. The elevation of Liuyun Mountain is about 600 zhang, the middle and lower parts of the mountain are slightly flat, and the middle and above are more and more precipitous. In particular, the peak of Liuyun Mountain, Liuyun Peak, seems to be created by the thunder of the sky. Towering and majestic, stunningly gorgeous. The spirit of the scenery is beautiful, rare in the world.

Looking from afar,

The verdant light is cold and the smoke is hidden, and the sun is tilting and the clouds are reflected.

Close-up view,

The bamboo forest is like the sea, and the pines and cypresses are connected with the screen.

Quiet and ethereal, fairy weather.

The waterfall explodes the Milky Way, and the clear spring gurgles with its own sound.

There are countless wild flowers and wild fruits, rabbits, deer, roe deer and dolphins are all over the mountain.

A pair of cranes chirped in the dawn, and two old apes cried evening rainbows.

The mountainside of Liuyun Mountain is where the five veins of Liuyun Mountain are located. And Liuyun Hall, which is also the head of the Liuyun Sword Sect, is built separately in a slightly gentle place close to Liuyun Peak. From a distance, it looks like the guardian of Liuyun Mountain, guarding the disciples of Yishan and countless creatures above and below the mountain.

At the same time, as one of the five authentic sects of the martial arts orthodox, it also guards the stability of the entire martial arts and maintains the balance of the martial arts.

In the main hall of Heyuan Yimai on the mountainside of Liuyun Mountain, in Heyuan Hall, Han Molin and the boy Lin Zhanqing were sitting and resting. For Han Molin, even if he was carrying a person, this mountain road didn't matter at all. But Zhan Zhan couldn't, although he was carried all the way up the mountain, but after all, he was a five or six-year-old child. The bumps along the way up the mountain are not at all something that a five or six-year-old child can withstand. Zhan Zhan vomited a few times on the road, and when he entered the Heyuan Hall, he vomited again on the grass next to him. At this time, Zhan Zhan was curled up on the wooden chair of Heyuan Hall. The little face was pale and he didn't say a word. It's a rare moment of quiet all the way.

Han Molin asked Zhan Zhan to have a good rest, and he also sat on the wooden chair.

Two people, one big and one young, were resting, and the sound of footsteps came from the back door of Heyuan Hall. Following the footsteps, a young woman led a little girl of four or five years old.

The young woman was no more than twenty-six or seventeen years old.

Seeing it, the skin is like condensed fat, and the posture is slender. The bun is lightly pulled, and the hairpin is treasured.

This year is exactly right, the youth is all gone, and the charm is even more obvious.

Bright and gorgeous, like a fairy in Yaochi.

Dignified appearance, like the majesty of the Queen Mother.

The breath is friendly and makes people want to be closer.

Majestic manners, who dares to blaspheme.

Every move is like a painting, and every word is as beautiful as a fairy.

A glance and a smile are really coquettish, and a anger and anger are natural.

The girl, led by a young woman, jumped all the way. A small face that is red and looks like a round persimmon. It's all naïve and naïve, too lively and cute.

Han Mo saw the two of them coming, and his face was immediately full of joy. The little girl took the first step and rushed directly into Han Molin's arms, and Han Molin took the opportunity to pick up the girl. He said happily: "My little baby, have you missed your father in the past few months?"

"I thought about it! I thought about it these days, but I thought about Ning'er badly!"

The little girl cried as she spoke, and Han Moulin and his wife hurriedly stepped forward to coax. And it was a while before the crying stopped. As soon as the little girl's crying stopped, Lin Zhanqing Zhanzhan saw that Han Molin's family was happy, and he couldn't help crying loudly. This can make Han Molin and his wife very busy, after coaxing the boy and the girl, and coaxing Ning'er and Zhan Zhan. Even if it is a generation of heroic couples, in the face of two completely childish and naïve children, a belly of show talent meets soldiers, and there is unreasonable depression.

The two children who were finally coaxed to stop a little, but Mrs. Han was the first to speak, "Ning'er, take this little brother to the room that has been cleaned up first." You two will play in the room for a while, and Daddy and I will go over in a moment. This little brother is a guest, you are not allowed to bully him."

After taking away the two children, Mrs. Han's face instantly became expressionless and a little gloomy.

"Let me ask you, the entire Liuyun Mountain Five Veins Hall Master. Except for you, Han Molin, who is not a large number of disciples, and the people are thriving. Look at you again, it's been two years since you became the head of Heyuan Hall. None of the disciples confiscated it, but they didn't do anything. I haven't been home all day, running around the world, tell me about you, what are you thinking about Han Molin?"