The earth-shattering sight on the top of the mountain has already alarmed the people of Wanjian Villa, and they all stand in the courtyard and look at the mountain, waiting for everything to calm down. All of them didn't know what was going on and talked to each other.

And Zhuge Jiansan, who was on the roof, sneered: "The dignified Sword Saint, actually looking for death?"

Han Heying looked at Zhuge Jiansan, and suddenly the long sword in his hand screamed lightly, and it was already out of its sheath, pointing directly at Zhuge Jiansan's head.

Zhuge Jiansan turned his head and grinned at him: "What I said is not right, I know that Wang Youdao is comparable to gods and Buddhas in your heart, and you want to be a swordsman like him." But don't learn from his dead eye. ”

"The owner treats you well on weekdays. ”

"Don't be in front of the owner of the village, Wang Youdao is dead. The dead have nothing. His reputation, his sword, and even his Ten Thousand Swords Villa will be reduced to nothingness. ”

Han Heying's hand holding the scabbard lifted upwards and flew the sword into the sheath: "Although you usually offend the owner of the village, in fact, I know what his status is in your mind." You are just angry at him, why because of a Huang Ting martial artist, he killed himself and buried his own sword. ”

"Yo, I didn't expect that Master Han was still my confidant. Zhuge Jiansan looked at Han Heying.

The two looked at each other for a long time, and they both saw a trace of unwillingness in each other's eyes, and then Han Heying turned around and jumped to the ground: "I advise you not to make a move on that martial artist." ”

Zhuge Jiansan smiled and said, "If you don't let me make a move, I won't make a move?" When Wang Youdao was here, how could I have heard his words?"

"Zhuge Jiansan, I know, you are from the Zhuge family, a kendo family, but you have been frail and sickly since you were a child, let alone practicing martial arts, it is not easy to live. Therefore, he was despised by many of the people of the clan. When did the owner first see you?" asked Han Tsurukage suddenly.

"I can't remember what happened more than ten years ago. Zhuge Jiansan looked at the starry sky above his head.

"It was your father who took you out to participate in the martial arts competition held by Wanjian Villa, and at that time, the Zhuge family went to many juniors in the clan, not to be able to compete on stage, but to see the market. And although you can't practice martial arts since you were a child, after all, you are a junior of the Zhuge family, so you were also brought along. On the day of the conference, you had an argument with the two teenagers who came to Luofeng Mountain, and they beat them up, obviously those two were several years younger than you. What did the other brothers and sisters in your clan do when they saw them?"

"What else can I do, I went up and scolded, saying that I had disgraced the Zhuge family, and I was beaten into a wild dog by others. even praised those two boys for a few words, saying that they played well, and let me know how many pounds and taels I had. Zhuge Jiansan said with a smile.

"Later, when the elders of your clan came, what did they do?"

"At that time, my uncle was the head of the house, and when my uncle was displeased, he came up and slapped me three times, and then scolded me, intending to let the servant take me home. ”

Han Heying said: "That day, when you were going down the mountain, you happened to meet the owner of the village who was enjoying the scenery in the mountain. What was the situation when the owner met you that day?"

Zhuge Jiansan lowered his head and smiled: "I was still young at that time, and I was aggrieved and angry in my heart. Therefore the words were very unpleasant, and the servant who brought me home was also the lord of the flames, and ignored me, and when he saw that I would not leave, he sneered at me, and took me by the arm, and went down the mountain. I thought to myself that a slave would dare to do this to me, so I struck him, but the servant lost patience and threatened to beat me. Wang Youdao, who was originally in the distance, fell in front of me in the blink of an eye, protecting me behind me. The slave was shocked and hurriedly explained. Wang Youdao smiled, turned around and asked me only one sentence: Do you want to go with him, or follow me? At that time, I didn't know that he was the famous Wang Youdao, but I didn't want to go back to that home without a trace of family affection, so I nodded and agreed. ”

"In the past ten years, the owner of the village has passed on your kung fu and found medicine for you. That's where you are today. I remember that a few days ago, the Zhuge family sent someone to ask you to go back and take over the position of patriarch. ”

Zhuge Jiansan laughed: "The position of the patriarch? If it weren't for Wang Youdao's persuasion, my name wouldn't even have left the word 'Zhuge ', and the Zhuge family would have nothing to do with me. ”

"Therefore, I have admiration for the owner, and you treat the owner as a half-master and half-father. If the owner chooses this dead end today, the saddest person is you. In fact, I just did this too much, and the owner of the village has already ordered that no one can interfere, so you must be able to hold back the anger in your heart. But I still want to say one thing, you have followed the owner of the village for many years, and you have not noticed how he has been doing all these years? Perhaps, such a result is a relief for the owner. ”

"If the eldest prince Han is fine, go to retreat and cultivate. We know what to expect. Zhuge Jiansan touched his bald head and urged Han Heying loudly.

Han Tsurukage walked to his courtyard.

The reason why Zhuge Jiansan shaved his hair was because of his parents. Since he stayed in Wanjian Villa, he shaved off his hair and returned it to the Zhuge family. The meaning of what is done is self-evident.

Looking at the mountain that had regained its calm again, Zhuge Jiansan suddenly shed two lines of tears: "Master, you go well." ”

And Princess Suyang looked at the top of the mountain from beginning to end in the company of Pu Jia, she didn't have the cultivation of Zhuge Jiansan and Han Heying, so she naturally didn't know what the result was. Although she didn't know if Wang Youdao would kill Daochan, since Wang Youdao had already made a move, she had to see the final result before she left willingly.

Daochan hugged Wang Youdao and jumped directly in the courtyard of Wanjian Villa, everyone saw Daochan holding Wang Youdao's corpse, in addition to shock, the anger after them pulled out their long swords one by one and pointed at Daochan.

"Thief, dare to kill my owner!"

And a knife outside the courtyard smiled, seeing that although Daochan was injured, it was fine, and the long knife in his hand also jumped into the courtyard and stood in front of Daozen.

"Why are you here?"

A knife turned his head and grinned, but did not speak.

Daochan was silent, hugged Wang Youdao, walked into the room, and put him on the seat. He turned around and looked at the disciples of the imposing Ten Thousand Swords Villa outside the door, and continued to walk forward, when suddenly a disciple pulled out a long sword and stabbed at Dao Chan, Dao Chan did not dodge, and the long sword stabbed into his shoulder. Daozen glanced at the disciple coldly, and with a flick of his hand, the long sword flew into the distance with the disciple and smashed against the wall.

"Get out of the way!" Seeing the fate of that disciple, it was a sword cultivator of the Vajra Heavenly Rank, and he was unexpectedly "flicked" by the young man in front of him, and he was unconscious.

The rest of the people began to hesitate, and then they remembered that Dao Chan had defeated Wang Youdao, so wouldn't he? These people began to speculate.

Yidao originally saw the disciple stabbing at Dao Chan, thinking that a little Vajra martial artist was not afraid, so he didn't make a move, but he didn't think that Dao Chan didn't dodge, he walked to Dao Chan's side, pointed to Dao Chan's shoulder, and muttered something that people couldn't understand.

Although the disciples in the courtyard did not dare to make a move, they were also unwilling to let Dao Chan enter the play and leave easily. Zhuge Jiansan squatted on the roof and said to everyone in the courtyard, "Let them go." ”

When those disciples saw that it was Zhuge Jiansan, they hesitated for a moment and put away their long swords. It seems that Zhuge Jiansan's status in Wanjian Villa is not low.

Daochan looked at Zhuge Jiansan, and Zhuge Jiansan touched his bald head: "Boy, what's your name?"

Daochan didn't answer, he just looked at Princess Suyang behind the crowd, his eyes were cold. Seeing Daochan looking at Su Yang, Pu Jia hurriedly blocked in front of Su Yang, but Su Yang scolded sharply: "Stand down." Looking at Dao Chan, there was no fear at all.

Daozen closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and didn't care what these Xiaoxiao were thinking, and climbed over the courtyard wall with a knife.

Zhuge Jiansan smiled and shouted at Daochan: "My name is Zhuge Jiansan, he will definitely find you to compete one day!" Daochan found the old horse who was grazing, and he patted the old horse: "Let you wait for a long time, let's leave now." ”

A knife said that he was about to help Daochan get on the horse, Daochan shook his head and pointed to the back of the horse: "Yidao, today you ride a horse, the little one will lead the horse for you!"

After a long time of getting on the horse, Dao Chan smiled and said, "If you don't ride, then you will have to carry me and the old horse today." Listen, and climb on the horse's back with a knife.

Dao Chan laughed: "Uncle, sit down and walk!"

Princess Suyang watched all this from a distance, clenched her fists, snorted coldly, and instructed Pu Jia beside her: "Tell Wu Zinian that old horseman that this palace is willing to join hands with him to assist the prince in ascending the throne." However, there is a demand in this palace, that woman and this person must die. ”

"Yes, master. ”