In the land of the sword world, everyone in the world has practiced swords and is proud, as for those who can achieve success, they are not disciples of the Sword Alliance, and few can wait for the realm of immortals, and this situation has become more and more serious in the past hundred years.

On Chonghuai official road, a carriage galloped by. "It's time for you kid to wake up, you've been asleep for 5 days. Ye Zhengchong looked helplessly at the little child who loved to snore while sleeping. The little kid is the Lou Xiaoer who he called Elm Pimple.

"Old man, where is this, why am I here," Lou Xiaoer asked in confusion as he rubbed his eyes.

"Your father asked you to practice cooking with me. "In this world, Ye Zhengchong is qualified to say so, and formally introduce, "I am now your master, Ye Zhengchong, the left-handed sword, the sword name Qilin, is currently stagnant in the realm of the Sword Emperor."

"Oh,.... What, you are the old sword emperor Ye Zhengchong, I became your apprentice, I must not have slept yet. So saying, he had to lie down and go back to sleep. Ye Zhengchong really threw himself to the ground with the five bodies that the apprentice he picked up admired.

"I am your master, you will be my only personal disciple of Ye Zhengchong in the future, you will officially change your name to Ye Xi in the future, Xiao'er's name is so ugly. And I'm the only Sword Emperor, who told you that the old word should be added before the Sword Emperor. Chop off his dog's head and give me wine to drink. ”

"I often hear our Fumanlou storyteller master say, he calls you the Old Sword Emperor, by the way, what about my father Xie and Mother Deng?"

"Of course, Kaifu Manlou will open again, as for the old man, the next time I see him locally, I will pick his tongue first. ”

"Master, do you think I can be the first in the world like you in the future? Master, I think what should I do with my parents, master, how can the little tiger head keep up with us, or the coachman." Master, I'm hungry. Master, I'm ....."

"Stop, stop, you'll be in Lincheng soon, and there's something to eat to gag your mouth. ”

yes, what should I do if I want to thank my father and mother.

What he didn't know was that three days ago, a wisp of gunpowder smoke rose from Fumanlou in an uproar.

I don't know who set the fire, I only know that this place was not open the day before, I only know that all the beggars and children on Chongyang Road were feasted here the day before, I only know that the shopkeeper and his wife did not escape, I only know that the young beggar dunzi, the old beggar old shell, the gown, and the little civet cat of the tiger head are all dead. I only know that the beggars around the shopkeeper and his wife were burned to death by the fire, and they were burned to charcoal bones. I only knew that the shopkeeper and his wife had heartaches on their chests, and I only knew that Deng's mother's eyes never met, and the corners of Xie Dad's eyes were tear stains. I only knew that they were facing south, and they were looking at the direction where Xiao Er was far away.

Parents are like this.

Of course, at this moment, Xiao Er, Ye Xi is also eating roast chicken, of course Emperor Ye has no money, the money is given by the shopkeeper of Fumanlou, it is all the account money, it is the hard work of the husband and wife for ten years, it is their greatest hope for the son they picked up, and it is also the biggest guilt. The little tiger head was not to be outdone, and after two bites and three bites, the roast chicken became half a wreckage.

The old man's eyes were full of pampering. Ten years later, the two strongest emperors in the world of kendo recalled with a smile that time of eating chicken.

"Dead leaves, let me ask you, you really didn't eat enough that time? 8 of them

"Stinky tiger, I hold on, but I eat one more chicken butt than you, and I add an egg to my ass, or I win."

"Go ahead, don't think I don't know that your kid vomited a lot in the toilet, I won. ”

The two looked at each other and smiled, thinking of the vicious image of Scrooge when Old Man Ye took out the silver, it was also the only time the old man invited them to dinner, the only time.

They didn't know that the old man's meridians were broken that day, and Ah Jin, who was still holding him, went to her favorite Jiangnan peach forest, and died in the smoke and rain in Jiangnan, speechless and without tears, only looking at Ah Jin, who he had loved all his life in his arms, laughing and colding his body, and letting the peach blossoms scatter. On that day, the peach forest in the south of the Yangtze River fell for Liu Jin, whom he loved.