The news of the withdrawal of 100,000 iron cavalry from Beiyi relieved the people in Dragon City.

Approaching the end of the year, every household put up lanterns, and the Pei family army broke the Beiyi 100,000 iron cavalry with 30,000 people, which became a beautiful talk for the people of Longcheng.

In Pei's Mansion, Pei Songping was not easy at all, he gathered almost all the Langzhong in Dragon City in Pei's Mansion.

There are more than 30 wounds on Wen Chen's body, large and small, and white bones can be seen in the deep wounds, he has lost too much blood, and he is just hanging on to his last breath.

These Lang Zhong knew that even the Great Luo Immortal was powerless to return to the sky.

Wu Idiot paced back and forth outside the room, and in the room, the old woman Rong and Liu Zhi cleaned Wenchen's wounds.

Ye Nianjun stood at the door, her willow eyebrows condensed into a pimple, Feng Ling left in a hurry after bringing back Wenchen, no one knew what she was going to do.

After about a pillar of incense, the door of the house was opened, and Liu Zhi and Granny Rong walked out in turn.

"That kid is really not saved?" the martial idiot looked at Granny Rong and asked eagerly.

The old woman shook her head and did not speak.

The martial idiot sighed, and paced there by himself.

"You don't protect the lord well, damn it!" Ye Nianjun looked at Liu Zhi and said angrily in a low voice.

Liu Zhi, who was about to leave, stopped, and she turned her head to look at Ye Nianjun.

"If something happens to my master, I won't live alone!" Liu Zhi replied coldly with a glance.

"Will you die?" Ye Nianjun said softly shaking the Divine Sword in his hand, which was undoubtedly the most straightforward provocation.

"It's boring!" Liu Zhi said to Ye Nianjun in a tone that smelled dust.

Liu Zhi didn't entangle with Ye Nianjun more, she got a bargain on her tongue, and left directly.

She and Wen Chen have lived in this Dragon City for four years, and she remembers that there was an old man in East Lane, and in the past, poor people couldn't afford to hire Lang Zhong, and they went to the old man to see if they had any illnesses or bruises.

Liu Zhi didn't have the hope that the old man could save Wenchen, and now he can only use the dead horse as a live horse doctor.

The market was bustling with pedestrians, and the retreat of Beiyi made the festive atmosphere near the end of the year much heavier.

Liu Zhi was wearing a white mink robe and a white hat, which looked a little dazzling among the people who were born and dressed plainly.

Song Xiaolong bought some incense paper money at a street stall before he later learned that his parents had been killed.

He didn't want to take revenge, but he was still hiding under the wing of his uncle Song Qian, he didn't have that ability, and the people who washed Dragon City that time, Mr. He refused to tell him, even the place where his parents were buried, Mr. He refused to tell him, and his uncle Song Qian was the same.

Mr. He told him at the time: "If the forces that killed his parents are tracked down, the entire Song clan will face annihilation!" So he secretly investigated by himself all these years, but in the end he found nothing.

When Song Xiaolong decided to go to the already dilapidated Song Mansion to incense his parents, he happened to meet Liu Zhi.

Song Xiaolong was stunned, and the maid in front of him, who was ragged and couldn't even eat, was now wearing a mink fur coat, and he had changed from a little maid to a slender girl with a charming face.

What hasn't changed over the years is her bright phoenix eyes, which now look more and more moving.

"Miss Liu Zhi!" Song Xiaolong walked quickly in front of Liu Zhi, his handsome face was full of joy.

Liu Zhi looked at the young man in the blue brocade robe in front of her, she frowned slightly, just for a moment, she tentatively smelled: "Little slug, Song Xiaoworm?"

Song Xiaolong's face was a little embarrassed, but he quickly nodded again and again.

"It's me Song Xiaolong!"

Liu Zhi just sighed, and did not greet his childhood companions after seeing each other for many years.

"Where are you going?" asked Song Xiaolong.

"Do you know that old man in Huaiye Lane? is he dead?" asked Liu Zhi.

"Coincidentally, I met with Grandpa Pang a few days ago, and his old man's body is still tough!" Song Xiaolong said gently.

Liu Zhi nodded and continued to walk.

"Miss Liuzhi, I'll go with you?"

Liu Zhi didn't speak, and Song Xiaolong followed behind Liu Zhi cheekily.

The two were silent all the way, but Song Xiaolong didn't mind, he liked Liu Zhi as much as he could.

When he was a child, every time he stole steamed buns from home to Liu Zhi, every time his mother found out, she either scolded him or beat him, but he had no complaints.

Now that I see Liu Zhi again, the happiness in my heart naturally goes without saying, the key is that he still likes Liu Zhi.

Huaiye Lane is still a few years ago, there is no more thatched hut around, and there is no one less, everything is the same as childhood, but things are not people.

The two came to the end of Huaiye Alley, where a thatched-looking thatched house was surrounded by a half-man's height earthen wall.

Puffs of green smoke came out of the room, and an old man dressed in coarse linen clothes with patches on his clothes snuggled up on a bamboo chair at the door, looking comfortable and drinking.

Liu Zhi and Song Xiaolong stepped into the courtyard, and Old Man Pang put away the wine gourd in his hand and looked at the two young people in surprise.

"The two nobles came to the old man here to see a doctor or to ask about a hexagram?" asked the old man Pang pretending to be profound, sitting up straight and looking at the two young men.

"Hexagram!"

"Help!"

Liu Zhi and Song Xiaolong said at the same time.

"Hehe, Childe, do you want to ask about marriage?" Old man Pang asked with a smile and looked at Song Xiaolong.

"I ............" Song Xiaolong's face turned red, and he sighed in his heart that this old man Pang is really powerful, which can be seen.

"Girl, who are you trying to save?" Old Man Pang moved his gaze to Liu Zhi again and asked with a grin.

"My son-in-law—Wen Chen!" Liu Zhi replied lukewarmly.

"Oh, is that kid with black charcoal?" Old man Pang was just right, he looked at Liu Zhi and said, "You are the little girl Liu Zhi who followed Black Tan back then?"

Liu Zhi nodded.

"Young man, you are also from Dragon City?" the old man asked as he looked at Song Xiaolong again.

"Grandpa Pang, I'm the slug Song Xiaolong!" Song Xiaolong said to Old Man Pang respectfully.

"I see!" Old Man Pang pinched his long beard and said thoughtfully.

"It's all grown so big, Liu Yatou will take the old man to take a look at that little black charcoal. Old man Pang seemed to think of something, and instantly became interested.

Liu Zhi nodded in response, and Song Xiaolong looked at Liu Zhi.

"The love of the past life is entangled in the present life, and the red dust is the head. The three thousand avenues are ruthlessly cultivated, but some people are worried about this catastrophe! Song family boy, go back quickly!" Old man Pang inexplicably said a limerick and persuaded Song Xiaolong not to follow.

Song Xiaolong has been with He Tong for many years, and he is sleek and modest, he bowed and watched Old Man Pang and Liu Zhi leave.

"The love in the past life is entangled in the present life, and the love of the former husband of Hongchen is the head. The avenue is ruthlessly cultivated, but there are people who are worried about this catastrophe?" After the two of them walked away, Song Xiaolong muttered out the limerick poem that Old Man Pang said, and he couldn't understand the Zen machine at all.

Song Xiaolong left Huaiye Lane and came to Song's house alone.

In the past, the Song Mansion was a big family in Longcheng, but now the house is deserted and gloomy.

"Daddy, the unfilial son Snapdragon has come to see you, if you have a spirit in the sky, bless the child to find your murderer as soon as possible, no matter what royal family they are, or what Taoist Buddha, I must use their heads to sacrifice the grave of your second elder. ”

Song Xiaolong knelt on the ground, the paper money was burned out, the ashes floated with the cold wind, Song Xiaolong's eyes were like sinking water, he had been with He Tong for so many years, he was no longer the coward, the center of revenge had already taken root in his heart, and finally took root in his heart.

There is a saying: It is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years, wait for me to be full-fledged, and kill all the ruthless immortals in the world!