Feng Yi has gradually fallen in love with the life of a free life, especially the cute little Jin who is like a cat, and he is his favorite! At least three or four hours a day, he is mixed with Xiao Jin, and he is even a little jealous of him!

But there is no way, who makes Xiao Jin like him too? It seems that Fengyi is his little friend!

In the early morning of the next day, Feng Xian and his wife were ready to go back to Bashan, and when he asked Fengyi, when he heard that Xiaohan and Princess Taiping would also go to Bashan, Feng Yi was happy and happily stayed, ready to go back to Bashan with them.

Feng Xian was naturally happy, and then, the husband and wife went back to Chu Guoba Mountain, with a look of surprise, and they didn't feel that there was anything wrong with Feng Yi living in a free place, and Mrs. Feng didn't even have any reluctance!

Seeing them gone, Feng Yi began to cry, after all, this was the first time he had left his parents!

When Princess Taiping saw this, she smiled: "Something that doesn't make a difference! However, you behaved very well just now, otherwise, we will let you go back to Bashan! Haha, okay, let's go back to Bashan in ten days, because we don't want to deal with people we don't like! Okay, boy, let's continue to play with Xiaojin, as for sword practice, let's go back to Bashan!"

Lin Xuemei wiped away her tears with Fengyi before she smiled, this kid's mind is not bad, at least, he didn't shed tears in front of his parents! Okay, let's make food for your kid in a while! Don't make this kind of expression anymore, our little gold is not easy to play with others, you kid is blessed!

After being teased by them a few times, Fengyi was happy, and hurried to play with Xiaojin!

"This kid is like this, a face for a while, haha, okay, Mei'er, Ruoxi, remember, prepare a few more dishes of wine and food that this kid likes to eat today, let's praise him! Alas, Bashan seems to be going to be troublesome, should we go? Forget it, stay for a year at most, and play with this kid!" Princess Taiping sighed.

Although Bashan is a holy place for contemporary swordsmen, it is no longer attractive to them, but this kid Fengyi is worth cultivating, so he can only reluctantly make it difficult!

Feng Yi and Mrs. Ling'er returned to Bashan, and were surprised to see that Jing Ke was still practicing swordsmanship, and Mrs. Ling'er saw this and hurried to prepare wine and food!

As soon as I saw Jing Ke's appearance, I knew that he hadn't eaten well recently, he hadn't slept well, and his whole person had lost a lot of weight!

Seeing that they were back, Jing Ke put away his sword and sighed: "Brother Feng, your swordsmanship is too profound, alas, I finally managed to practice some things! It's a pity, my kendo is different from yours, I like to kill, so, the murderous aura is too heavy! What do you think of my kendo after reading it?"

"Alas, Senior Brother, you have already defined yourself, of course, your definition is very accurate! It's just that, Senior Brother, the responsibility of our Sword Protector Alliance is to protect Tai'a Excalibur, not to keep killing people! Of course, you have your philosophy, for example, to provide a better life for those swordsmen, but, is this kind of money worth earning?" Feng Yi sighed!

He tried to change Jing Ke, because, from the words of the ancestor, he already knew that Jing Ke's future was not very good, but they didn't tell him what the result was!

When Jing Ke heard this, he thought for a while before he smiled bitterly, you said a lot, but we have started this game, so we can't stop, understand? Haha, you look at our Sword Protector Alliance, there are now more than 2,000 swordsmen, and everyone is living well, why? This is the material enjoyment that money brings! You don't like it, but most swordsmen need it!

Afterwards, he asked Feng Xian rhetorically: "Tell me, if we want to change our members and ask them to stop killing people, can we do it? This is a profession, a profession that has existed since ancient times! It is not a profession that we have created, but it is a profession that some people like! I like to kill people, especially the feeling of a sword piercing my throat, that feeling, simple and refreshing! You don't like it, we won't force you to do these things, you are optimistic about Tai'a Divine Sword, how about it? This is the consensus between me and Senior Brother Tianxing!"

It was true that they had never forced Feng Xian to do those murderous deeds, and they had provided him with a very good life! But the life of an assassin was a profession that both he and Zong Tianxing liked, and no one had anything to say!

After all, they don't want to be assassins, there is still an assassin industry in this world, and there are many people who are engaged in this industry! Assassins have always existed since ancient times, and at the same time, they also affect the fate of some people!

Yes, assassins are also a profession, a choice, a destiny! As for the outcome, it is not up to them to control! Every time their members go on an expedition, they may not always succeed, but they like to complete the assassination mission!

Perhaps this is the most mysterious thing about the Assassins, they are terrifying characters on the surface, but they are also dangerous!

Hearing this, Feng Xian was speechless!

He had already thought of a lot of words and tried to persuade Jing Ke, but he found that Jing Ke was not only an assassin, but also an eloquent person, and his words were not convincing in front of him!

Even, he felt a little shameless, all along, they were the ones who provided for him to live, and at the same time, he had the opportunity to have a beautiful wife, as well as a perfect family!

At this time, Zong Tianxing came! Unexpectedly, he actually appeared at this time!

Jing Ke was surprised, and Feng Xian was also surprised, but they got up at the same time and said hello: "How is Senior Brother Zong?"

"Hehe, I didn't expect Brother Jing to be here, I thought you were in Yan Kingdom!Haha, we haven't seen each other for a long time, haven't we seen each other for at least eight years?" Zong Tianxing smiled.

At this time, he was very relaxed, more relaxed than when he was in Zhao Kingdom! Or, only here, he felt relaxed, after all, here, no one would be wary of him!

He is the boss of the Sword Protector League, the number one killer of the killer group, and of course, he is also the man who makes the world fearful, known as: A sword chasing souls!

Feng Xian smiled: "We haven't chatted together for eight years and six months, haha, my Ling'er has already made wine and food, let's have a good drink in a while! By the way, I met Shizu in Xianyang, and Yi'er also stayed there, I heard Shizu say that they will come to Bashan soon, do you want to wait for them here?"

Naturally, there was a look of anticipation on his face, for fear that they would reject his suggestion!

"Alas, I want to too, but I can't stay here for a long time, I said, when you come back, I'll leave!" Jing Ke was the first to reject Feng Xian's suggestion!

Zong Tianxing didn't immediately object, after thinking about it, he smiled bitterly: "Let's talk about this matter slowly! Haha, I also hope that it is a god to see you again! Last time in Handan City, my attitude was not good enough, and I also hope to clarify the misunderstanding with my ancestors! Okay, my younger brother and sister's wine and food have been served, why don't we talk while drinking, how about it?"

Then, they moved the wine table, took advantage of the breeze, and began to drink, and after only two glasses of wine, they all became emotional, and it seemed that they had returned to the time when they were learning swords here!

Feng Xian was the most romantic, and smiled: "We have been learning swords since elementary school, and we have learned half of our lives, and our swordsmanship is not bad, but half of the time of our lives has passed, haha, I think we practiced swords here at the beginning, and we all learned very seriously, and we are all very diligent, but unfortunately, I am the worst of the three, hehe!"

Zong Tianxing glanced at him and wanted to speak, but he felt that it was not appropriate to be too direct, after all, he still didn't know what Jing Ke meant! But one thing was certain: since Jing Ke had been here for him for almost a month, it meant that the two had exchanged swordsmanship, but who was higher and who was lower?

"Hehe, Feng Xian, you were the lowest at that time, but maybe you are the highest at this time! To be honest, I have been learning your set of wind and snow swordsmanship for almost a month, well, I have gained a lot! Senior Brother Zong, you had better learn that set of wind and snow swordsmanship of our third child, otherwise, next year's Mid-Autumn Festival, you will definitely not be my opponent!" Jing Ke smiled proudly.

With a look of ambition, of course he knew why Zong Tianxing came: he hadn't received the news yet, and he heard that Feng Xian's swordsmanship had improved greatly, so he wanted to take a look at Bashan!

No, he also got the internal strength taught by his ancestor, haha! Even so, I'm afraid, he can't compare to himself, because his internal strength has always been inferior to himself! It's just that he has obtained the essence of the sect's sword moves, but everyone is almost the same at this time, then, he is no longer his opponent!

Zong Tianxing was not surprised, and smiled: "Haha, second brother, you have this thought, it's normal, and you should completely! It seems that you must have learned the swordsmanship of the third child, hehe, let's also learn from the old ancestors and them, drink and discuss the sword! The third child, shouldn't you play with your sword path? To be honest, I came for your sword move this time! Ah, but it should be said that it was your wind and snow sword intent!"

Feng Xian smiled, in fact, it is the credit of that sword mark, Senior Brother Zong himself will take a look at it first, I am based on that sword mark to realize! Haha, I will practice for Senior Brother in a while.

After speaking, he led Zong Tianxing to the sword mark and smiled: "That night, there was moonlight, and I took advantage of the moonlight to realize it!

"Oh, is it? Interesting, haha, it seems that the third child has really picked up a big treasure! This sword mark, what does it mean? I look at it like a sword mark, where is the mystery?" Zong Tianxing had already taken the wine glass and began to ponder the meaning, but he couldn't see any fame.

Hehe, Senior Brother Zong, you might as well follow the sword path and think about it! I saw it along the sword road that night, the most important thing is to live with your mind, don't stick to the sword marks themselves, just imagine the charm of a person playing with a sword, won't it come out?

Feng Xian continued to mention him! He had no intention of fighting any sword saint, since it was passed on to Jing Ke, of course, he couldn't ignore Zong Tianxing, everyone was a good brother, why bother to make brothers discord for this sword move? As for the rest, let's wait for the old ancestor to decide, it's not easy to deal with it yourself!

When Zong Tianxing heard this, he unconsciously figured it out carefully, his fingers were already groping, and at the same time, he was also walking along the sword road!

At this time, a sword move suddenly flashed in his mind, and he swiped it away, and between the lightning and flint, he suddenly understood: It turned out that this sword move was the fourth style of Xingyue! However, is there such a sword? Who stayed?

He unconsciously pulled out the sword and stroked it according to the sword path, and felt that this sword move was too profound, and it was definitely not the shape of the sword style he had learned before, it seemed that the sword technique of breaking water, the sword technique of the rainbow, the Tai Chi sword technique, and so on, such as the sword moves that he could understand were all in this style!

"Haha, I see, third child, you are amazing, this is probably the masterpiece of the sword god General Han! Haha, this sword technique seems to integrate all the sword moves we can think of, it seems to be a sword in hand!" Zong Tianxing finally realized the magic of this move.

The two people next to him were both very happy, laughed, and Feng Xian said: "I don't know if it was left by the ancestor! However, this sword mark is amazing, it lies intentionally or unintentionally! However, my understanding seems to be very shallow, alas, in Xianyang, I can't even break the sword of Senior Brother Li Zhen! It seems that this sword mark was left by him! Of course, it may also be left by Lin Laozu!"

Zong Tianxing's mind was not in this regard at this time, but he stroked the sword move all the way, and thought about it: "Well, this sword technique has the potential to do whatever you want, Senior Brother Li Zhen may not be able to beat it, most of it is still the masterpiece of the ancestors!"

Then, he had already put away his sword, and saluted Feng Xian seriously, happy: "Thank you junior brother! Haha, second, I also understand the sword, well, haha, let's compete again in the Mid-Autumn Festival next year! It's free today, let's only drink, second, your sword is too murderous, more murderous than my sword moves, I'm afraid it's your weakness! After I competed with Senior Brother Li Zhen, I felt that the swordsmanship still had to be neutralized! Yes, it was intentional or unintentional, this kind of realm was too mysterious, indescribable, unclear! Second, let's kill people is certainly refreshing, but if the sword moves always stop at killing, the meaning of this sword path will fade!"

When he said this, he sighed unconsciously and smiled bitterly, alas, if it weren't for the prestige of the Sword Protector League and the lives of the brothers, I really wouldn't want to care about the affairs of the Sword Protector League! But the brothers always have to live, so this time I received a big order, 500,000 gold, enough for the brothers to eat and drink for several years!

After speaking, his face was lonely and unhappy again, and he seemed to be a little tired: what was Jing Ke thinking, he knew, obviously, he wanted to take the throne, but was he willing to let him?