Ouyang Po shook his head and smiled bitterly, "I didn't notice this! I haven't been at home since I came back, so I don't know what's going on, so please tell the Taoist minister?"

Lu Xueqing was also a little nervous, quietly watching Xuyun waiting for him to solve his doubts.

Xuyun got up and walked two steps.."The blood sword that the Sect Leader of the Condor Sect took out at the beginning of the Snow Fall War was a portable weapon of the demon Mo Wuxin more than sixty years ago, it is rumored that this blood sword was made by someone in an unknown era, and it will be sharper and invincible after being stained with blood, it is simply a peerless sword that sharpens iron like mud,

At that time, in the war, other people naturally didn't dare to have any crooked thoughts about Xueluo's mighty and domineering, and then after the war, Xueluo's martial arts were abolished, which led to his blood sword being taken over by Lu Xian's nephew, and now everyone in the rivers and lakes is watching the appearance of this sword, and many people dare not blatantly come to your Ouyang Villa to rob and rob it.

They are all waiting for Lu Xian's nephew to go out, and then they will do it! As a result, Lu Xian's nephew actually went out! Could this be the will of heaven? The will of heaven is destined to set off a bloody storm for this sword!

Lu Xueqing and the two were shocked when they heard this, Lu Xueqing got up and said worriedly, "Then won't my brother be very dangerous?" No, I have to chase my brother, otherwise it will be difficult for my brother to escape from others." ”

Xuyun waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, wait until I finish speaking?" Lu Xueqing sat down slowly and continued to listen to Xuyun.

Xuyun Dao.."You don't have to worry, although Lu Xian's nephew went out with the blood sword, I think it shouldn't be killed and snatched the sword in a short time, after all, other people in the martial arts still have scruples, even if they grab it, they may not be able to keep it, the so-called praying mantis catches cicadas, and the yellow finch is behind!"

So they should let some small characters harass Lu Xian's nephew first, and wait for Lu Xian's nephew's sword to be robbed, so that they can take it away from the middle and lower hands, and then hide it, so even if you go after Lu Xian's nephew now, it's useless, not to mention that you may not be able to find someone. ”

Lu Xueqing said anxiously: "Then how can you do this? If something happens to my brother, I don't know how to live." After speaking, he burst into tears, his appearance was so beautiful that he was fascinated by these young Taoist priests or lay disciples who were seated.

Ouyang Po said anxiously: "Then do you want us to sit at home and wait?

Xuyun waved his hand and said: "That's it, I'll take my disciples to chase, we'll help Lu Xian's nephew after we meet him, and then we'll discuss how to deal with this blood sword when we come back, you just wait for our news at home?"

Lu Xueqing got up and said, "Then please ask the Taoist chief, the Taoist chief's kindness Xueqing will keep it in mind." As he spoke, he bowed down to the void clouds.

Xuyun hurriedly supported her and said, "You don't have to do this, we will do our best, you can rest assured." ”.

"Hmm," Lu Xueqing nodded. Ouyang Po also hurriedly thanked Xuyun.

Xuyun said: "Then it's not too late, then we can leave now, and we can find Lu Xian's nephew and bring it back as soon as possible." ”

Lu Xueqing and the others hurriedly sent Xuyun and his party out of the door. Xuyun and the others left again without even having time to eat.

Ouyang Po patted Lu Xueqing's shoulder and comforted, "Don't worry, cousin Ta Jiren will be fine if he has his own natural appearance, let's just wait at home with peace of mind, let's go back?"

Lu Xueqing nodded and followed Ouyang Po back to the villa.

It's been two months since I left Xuzhou, Xueluo seems to have no soul, dragging the empty body all the way to the gate of Suzhou City, the guards at the gate didn't let Xueluo, a person who looks like a flower, enter the city.

But Xueluo was dragged out again and again, and then entered the city gate, and was beaten by the guards again and again, but Xueluo was still stubborn, and wanted to enter the city as if he wanted to die.

After fighting too much, the guards relented when they saw the indomitable spirit of this beggar, and sighed and let the snow fall into the city.

After entering Suzhou City, Xueluo hurriedly went to steal food to eat, regardless of whether he would be beaten or not, regardless of whether he was thirty-seven or twenty-one, he would fill his stomach first.

After eating a few steamed buns, Xue Luo nested on the side of the road and looked at the crowded streets, his eyes were no longer lifeless, and he looked at the passing pedestrians blankly.

This is the second time I have come to Suzhou, the first time I came, there was so much joy, a few people giggling in the streets, as well as Peng Qi's shameless smiling face, Peng Ming's seemingly honest expression, Peng Ying's big grinning scoundrel pretending, Lu Manchen's pretentious and chic demeanor, Lu Xueqing's peerless appearance that is gentle to herself and cold to the outside.

Xueluo lowered his head, and it felt like some images were constantly playing in his mind, flashing one by one. "They should be in Ouyang Villa now, right?" Xue Luo thought, then got up and walked towards the south of the city.

Now that the snow is falling, the clothes all over the body are in tatters, the hair is messy and covered with grass clippings, and the face is so dirty that even people who knew Xueluo before will not recognize it if they don't look carefully.

In front of Ouyang Villa, Xueluo squatted on the opposite side of the oblique gate and looked at those four words from a distance. Xueluo wants to see Lu Xueqing again, this is the obsession of not being afraid of thousands of difficulties, traveling long distances, enduring humiliation and living, although he hates Lu Xueqing very much, but he still wants to see her again.

On the first day, Xueluo squatted here for a day, but he never saw Lu Xueqing come out. When they were hungry, they went out into the streets to beg for something to eat, and when they were sleepy, they found a shelter from the wind and rain and found some weeds to make their beds.

Early the next morning, after the snow fell and went to the street to find some food, he went to the gate of the villa and squatted and watched.

Occasionally, someone passing by, seeing the snow falling like this, he didn't pay attention to it, no one would pay attention to a sloppy beggar, maybe whoever was kind would just drop a copper plate or something to give alms.

.......

Lu Xueqing got up very early, and he had never even been a swordsman in this period of time, because he didn't have the heart to practice, no one could have the heart to pay attention to anything else after suffering such a big blow, and one of the things Lu Xueqing had done most often in the past few months was to sit in the pavilion in the garden and look at the flowers and plants in a daze.

Today, Lu Xueqing actually took a sword and practiced the Autumn Mark Sword in front of the courtyard of the main hall.

Lu Xueqing's swordsmanship and martial arts have not regressed, and they will only improve much more than when they met Xueluo before, Xueluo did not teach Lu Xueqing anything, but only occasionally pointed out the deficiencies in Lu Xueqing's swordsmanship.

Because Xueluo never thought about how powerful Lu Xueqing was, because there was snow falling beside him, who could hurt Lu Xueqing!

Lu Xueqing was still dressed in white, moving around the field, dancing like a dance. I really want not to use this dancing word, but when Lu Xueqing plays the Autumn Scar Sword, it is so beautiful and natural, as if it is no different from dancing, even if there is a difference, it is because Lu Xueqing has no smile on her face, and the sword she holds has a trace of murderous aura.

Lu Xueqing became a lot lazier after being with Xueluo, basically didn't practice swordsmanship, and was more just thinking about how to talk to Xueluo about what topics during the day, or where to go.

However, now that Xueluo is gone, after being sad for so long, Lu Xueqing has regained his grip on this sword. After the Autumn Scar Sword was practiced over and over again, it was as if he didn't feel tired.

Li Qiulian walked over, looked at it for a while, sighed, and then shouted: "Xue Qing has eaten?"

Hearing her aunt shouting to herself, Lu Xueqing hurriedly stopped practicing, put the sword behind her, and walked over panting, without a smile or expression, and said to her aunt without a smile or expression: "Why did Uncle Lao come out and call me! ”

Li Qiulian stretched out her hand to help Lu Xueqing tidy up the messy hair on her forehead, and said with pity: "Don't worry about your aunt, it's you, you have to practice martial arts in moderation, you have been practicing since early in the morning, just after dawn, and you are not tired until now? You have to pay more attention to your body, you know?"

Lu Xueqing nodded and said, "My aunt who is fine, don't worry, let's go to dinner, shall we?"

Li Qiulian sighed and let Lu Xueqing help her to go to the side hall.