The two brothers and sisters of the Ling family, Ling Ling is the face of the white way, and Ling Shu is the person of the underworld, but with her age and qualifications, it is difficult for her to support her to be really in charge, even if it is the support of several elders, she can do things smoothly.

Ling Shu is still in the stage of understanding, and the focus is also on the current distribution of underworld forces, and for the old martial era, what she knows is only things, not people, anyway, those people are either hanging or retreating, and there is no need to understand.

What's more, there are a few others next to him, and the elders have told them not to tell others about those things, although now Thirteen is telling it by himself, and a few young people don't care about their own affairs whether they know or don't know the secrets.

Ling Shu said with a smile: "Since the seniors call themselves thirteen, I'm afraid they don't want to reveal their real names, but Xiaoshu still has to ask, maybe I've heard of it in the mouth of an elder." ”

Thirteen waved his hand and said: "The names are all floating clouds, Lin has been in seclusion for many years, this time I just went out to catch up with old friends from the past, and I will continue to go back after walking around, after all, the current rivers and lakes are the world of your young people, and old people like me have been eliminated." ”

"So the seniors secretly infiltrated the Ling family's giant ship to sabotage just to find my third uncle and then kill him?"

"Hey, Miss Xiaoshu misunderstood. We heard that your brother was kidnapped, so we rushed to the boat in a hurry, but we didn't expect to encounter so many messy things, and your third uncle was not killed by me, it was this kid. ”

Thirteen simply pushed the matter on Huang Guiyun, but he himself was still in the clouds, and he didn't even know how to kill He Zhuzhi, so this pot boy had to carry it if he didn't carry it, so he could only choose to avoid Ling Shu's eyes and avoid some.

"Actually, Miss Xiaoshu, we accidentally got your brother's Martial God Sword, but that guy was too impulsive, and he did it before we could explain, so that we jumped off the cliff and were chased by others, so we took the initiative to run to the giant ship to return the Martial God Sword...... In the rivers and lakes, it is better to have more friends than many enemies. ”

"My brother... I'm usually good-tempered. ”

Although Ling Shu has fewer opportunities to meet Ling Chen, this time he will go to sea with the giant ship, although there is no touching scene of a brother and sister recognizing each other, but he does not look like a violent person when he talks and behaves on weekdays.

The family has also been working hard to cultivate Ling Ling into a positive character, how could he do something like slaughtering the city.

Thirteen twisted his face, covered his chest and said with a miserable expression: "Where is it, if you meet, you will shoot Lin Shu off the cliff, if not... I had a big life, I fell halfway through and caught the vines to survive, and when I turned around, I sent a wanted list, Lin was chased for most of Licheng without even having time to eat a bowl of noodles, and Ah Huang, you see that young man, what an honest person, surrounded by more than a dozen people, if it weren't for the Martial God Sword...... Almost ......"

This bitter water is righteous and righteous, and there is no half-truth, of course, all the key information is automatically blocked for him.

When Thirteen mentioned the Martial God Sword again, his face suddenly became extremely serious, and he asked solemnly: "Ah Huang, when you held the Martial God Sword, did you have an urge to cut people?"

"Huh?" Huang Guiyun was asked suddenly, and he didn't react to the meaning of the thirteen words for a while.

"Hey, the literary point is that there is a surge of blood in the chest, an irrepressible impulse, and then you have to lose your temper at every turn, and you want to scold or cut a few people to vent your anger. ”

Huang Guiyun closed his eyes and recalled the previous impulsive actions, which were indeed somewhat similar to what Thirteen said, but he didn't know why his predecessor asked like this, and he hesitated and thought for a while before nodding.

Thirteen suddenly realized: "Ah, in this case, things will be a little clearer. Although I don't know if the Martial God Sword was brought back in the early morning, that sword was definitely not a divine soldier, but a fierce soldier. ”

Swords are called gentlemen, that is because thousands of years ago, the literati liked to wear swords, but the use of those swords is decoration, and most of them have never seen blood in their lives, so after thousands of years, people can appreciate the atmosphere left on the sword by the original owner.

After seeing a bloody sword, or other divine weapons stained with blood, the spirit slowly turns into ferocity, which makes people dare not look at it directly, and even some weapons will affect the mood of the wielder, no matter how docile the temper will become tyrannical.

This kind of thing is not uncommon in many stories, some people can suppress the ferocity of the weapon, so that they can use it freely, and those who can't suppress it will lose their hearts and become bloodthirsty and killing.

Thirteen shook his head and said the story about the murderous soldiers, and then paused: "I have seen some murderous soldiers before, although the people who use the murderous soldiers are not necessarily bad people, but they are all strong people, both physically and mentally extremely tough. You young people are too impetuous, and it is easy to be influenced. ”

"Ordinary weapons must not become murderous soldiers, so even if people know that those weapons are dangerous, they are still reluctant to throw them away, and desperately study methods to control them, the simplest is to feed the sword with blood, and let themselves be integrated with the weapon. ”

It is uncertain whether the Martial God Sword is considered a murderer, but purely from the point of view of the fact that the Martial God has three thousand kills in his hands, most Jianghu people cannot kill three thousand people in their lifetime, not to mention that the lives in the hands of the Martial God are definitely more than this.

Maybe the Martial God Sword is no problem in the hands of the Martial God, but it doesn't mean that there is nothing wrong with others using it.

Huang Guiyun said cautiously: "Thirteenth uncle, then I'...... All those things before were because of ......"

Thirteen touched his chin, shook his head and said, "Nine times out of ten, this is the case, otherwise you hairy boy would dare to shout at Lin Shu? If it weren't for the fact that you are still honest, Lin Shu would have slapped you to death a long time ago." ”

Wan Li's heart was quietly furrowed for a long time, and his brows stretched slightly: "According to all of them, it is a good thing that the Martial God Sword fell into the sea. ”

"It couldn't be better. Oh, Ah Huang, you don't have to worry too much, everyone will definitely forget about this matter after two months, and then the days will be clean. ”

After joining Daxuefeng, he hid in the barren land for more than half a year, cautiously, hiding in Tibet and returning to Yangzhou, but people have long forgotten the teenager who was wanted by a high bounty.

Thirteen said: "But I still need Miss Ling Shu's help to explain it in the early morning, you saw the Martial God Sword fall into the sea with your own eyes, and it is more convenient to explain." ”

Ling Shu's face was embarrassed: "But my brother and I ...... I don't know where my brother went. ”

Thirteen said enthusiastically: "It's okay, let's go to your house and sit down first, and wait until we come back in the early morning." Presumably, Miss Ling Shu also spent the worst night of her life, and she also had to freshen up and change her clothes, and then eat a full meal, right? ”

(End of chapter)