Looking at Qian Haosi's appearance, I thought he was the kind of person who was arrogant and couldn't stand the slightest grievance, and it was not easy to calm down.

Who knows, he calmed down after just a few deep breaths, and calmly returned: "Okay, I'm calm." You come out. ”

Ni Xiu continued to give full play to her inch-in-depth and shameless death: "Put the sword into the sheath." ”

Qian Haosi endured a breath of anger and held back, but he still didn't hold back.

Gritted his teeth and said, "Don't go too far!" He really felt deeply humiliated, knowing that he was here to arrest people, but he had to listen to her obediently.

Ni Xiu didn't care: "I think, we need to talk." ”

"I don't have anything to talk to you about!"

"It's very easy to talk to! After the conversation, you don't necessarily want to kill me. ”

Qian Haosi was categorical: "No way!" was still trying to capture her position.

"That's it," Ni Xiu moved his toes lightly and jumped onto another tree, "After chatting, if you still want to kill me, I will listen to you and never fight back!"

Qian Haosi frowned and was silent, as if he was thinking about the credibility of his words.

"I'm notorious, but I'm still talking. ”

In the middle of the night, there was a "bang" sound, and the sword was put into the sheath: "Okay!"

Ni Xiu appeared and landed in front of him.

Seeing the face of his mother-killing enemy in a real way, Qian Haosi couldn't help but twitch his face. Sadness, anger, pain, hatred...... I don't know how many feelings there are, raging in his face, but he still has to suppress these emotions in his heart, he can't be happy, and he has to "have a good chat" with her.

"You should be able to understand that there is a huge disparity in strength between you and me. ”

"So what? I'm not afraid of death!"

"But now it's not a question of whether you're afraid of death. Ni Xiu tried to persuade him to calm down and communicate with himself, "The problem is, if you just want to die, I won't kill you, and as long as I don't want to, you can't kill me." ”

"Your cultivation is very high, you must already be able to control the bundle of immortal ropes. But my spiritual power is not necessarily weaker than yours now, and your immortal rope may not be able to bind me. You can't even catch me, so why kill me?"

That's the truth. Qian Haosi's hand at his side tightened and tightened.

Ni Xiu sensitively smelled a hint of blood. His eyes twinkled as he looked to his left hand.

The sword he held in his left hand looked like a woman's sword.

- It is a few points narrower than the average man's sword, more than half an inch shorter, and the scabbard is decorated with silver flakes of purple grass, which is not as heavy as sterling silver, but light and agile, and there is a light smoke-colored tassel tied to the hilt.

The owner of this sword should be very elegant, and the handshake is densely inlaid with cone-shaped glass beads, which can not only be used for decoration, but also enhance the feel so that it will not slip easily.

However, it should be this cone-shaped glass colored bead, under Qian Haosi's force, it hurt his palm. Maybe it was only a slight oozing of blood, but Ni Xiu still smelled the smell keenly.

"Now, having a good exchange with you in exchange is your only chance to kill me. You can think about it. ”

Qian Haosi pursed his lips for a long time before he said with difficulty: "You say." ”

"Ji Wushuang...... I don't remember anything. Ni Xiu used Ji Wushuang as a breakthrough to communicate with him. She bet that with the relationship between Ji Wushuang and Luo Yuan, she must have moved around a lot for so many years. Qian Haosi must have a very deep affection for his uncle.

Sure enough, I saw that Qian Hao was puzzled and nervous: "What do you mean? What did you do to my uncle!"

"After your mother died, he was irritated and fell seriously ill. I don't remember anything about your mother. In other words, he doesn't even remember that your mother is dead, and thinks she is alive and well. ”

"Don't remember anything?" Qian Haosi was stunned on the spot and muttered.

Then he smiled bitterly: "It's really good." ”

How nice it would be if he could remember nothing, and he would be as happy and normal as he used to be. Instead of walking in a random place, seeing a person or an object, you can think that your mother is dead.

He ...... There is still a soul that has not been found. That's why the mind is unstable and easily damaged. Ni Xiu tried his best to slow down his tone and not arouse the emotions in his heart.

Qian Haosi was stunned and said: "Is there a soul missing......?

"Yes. He was dead before. ”

The eyebrows carved out of the two and Qian Duo's molds were almost twisted out: "What did you do to my uncle!"

Ni Xiu smiled helplessly: "I'm wronged." I have been dead for twenty years. When he woke up, he was already like this, and I took him to search for his scattered souls. ”

"You are a liar! If the soul does not accumulate grudges, it will not be able to gather and disperse! Moreover, cultivators will definitely not easily taint their souls with resentment. ”

"That's what I'm trying to say. Ni Xiu pursed his lips, and he didn't know if he could believe it if she told the truth, "Someone sealed his soul and led me to find it." ”

"So a lot of things are also confused and kept in the dark. Your mother's death is also ......"

Ni Xiu thought about it, and now it was a little inappropriate to tell him about Qian Duo's affairs. After all, this child has just died of her mother, and she is here to say that his father is a bad person, isn't that forcing people to turn their faces against her?

Qian Haosi sneered, and his right hand was already on the hilt of the sword: "So, you want to talk to me, just to make me believe that my mother's death has nothing to do with you?" Or is it to make me understand your suffering?"

"Oh, even if you have a hard time, what's wrong with my mother? Why should your hard work take my mother's life!"

In the next second, the sword was unsheathed, and a flash of brilliance appeared.

With an angry roar, Qian Haosi swept over and attacked her: "Don't talk in vain!"

Ni Xiu exerted his strength under his feet, stepped back, and always kept a sword distance from Qian Haosi, not far, not close: "I want you to think about your uncle!"

The sword momentum is slight, and the sword aura is slight.

Ni Xiu continued: "What I said just now is not that I want you to be considerate, I just want to tell you that I can only be regarded as a sword at most, and the one who holds the sword is someone else. If you really want to avenge your mother, what kind of revenge is it if you break a sword?"

Qian Haosi's feet touched the ground, stopped completely, and asked with his sword flat, "Who is the one who holds the sword?"

"I'm looking it up. Ni Xiu looked at him firmly, trying to let him see his sincerity.

The corners of Qian Haosi's mouth pulled up a touch of ridicule, as if he didn't believe it.

"Besides, think of your uncle. Your mother cherishes him so much, you don't want anything to happen to him, you don't want your mother to be uneasy, do you?"

These words immediately poked at his weakness, Ji Wushuang was very good to his mother, and he was also very good to his father, especially to him, and he couldn't be better.

Although, since he was a child, his uncle always saw the head of the dragon and did not know what to do outside all day long, and he often mysteriously called it retreat and cultivation to the outside world. But whenever it was about him and his mother, he was the first to arrive.

In the years of his enlightenment, he let go of everything in his hands, took him to live in Xiangshan, taught him to read and write, taught him to practice martial arts, and played with him......

Everyone respects and fears his uncle, respects him for his cultivation as unparalleled, and fears him as cold as frost.

But in his eyes, Ji Wushuang is simply his role model and pride. He held his head high whenever he met people, not only because he had a powerful uncle, but also because when Ji Wushuang, who was cold in front of people, faced him, he was as gentle as a drizzle in March...... There is no exception, only he is special.

Besides, not to mention himself, just his mother, if there is anything else to worry about in this world, apart from him and his father, I am afraid that Ji Wushuang will be left.

If there was anyone in this world who could tell his mother to lay down his life, it would be him, his father, and his uncle. But if only one of the three can be chosen, Qian Haosi feels that he can answer for her without hesitation - it must be Ji Wushuang!

And how could he not save such a man who made his mother regard life as death?

Thinking of this, Qian Haosi's firm face began to crack......

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