In the forty-sixth year of Yuan Zhao, there was an ugly moment in the night. The sky is hanging with the moon, and the light is dim. A few clouds fluttered in the deep blue night sky, occasionally blocking out the moonlight.

Xia Qian squatted in the cell three feet long and wide, staring at the moon flickering outside the small window above his head, and sighed. He swept the long sword in his hand, threw it out in a fit of anger, and said hatefully, "Why did I pull out such a thing as you." This broken hand!" he said, twitching his right hand hard.

There was a clangling sound in the corner. The sword was undamaged, and landed in the moonlight. Although I don't know what the origin of this sword is, just looking at the delicate and luxurious scabbard shows that it is worth a lot. Now it looks extremely deplorable in a filthy and smelly corner.

"It's quite appropriate. Xia Qian got up and picked it up again, grabbed the corner of his clothes and wiped it clean. He picked up the sword and fell asleep, remembering what had happened during the day.

Wind raised his head, and rumors were flying in the restaurant, and anyone who went out to drink and eat didn't talk about the Xia family.

"Do you know that the Xia family on Dongcheng Mountain, the hundred-year-old Xiuzhen family, is all gone. The old man in the long robe sighed as he drank a glass of wine.

"Not really. People always say that prosperity must decline, and this will not work. Opposite him sat an old man with a look like a teacher.

"How do you know the glory of the Xia family in the past. In the past hundred years, large and small immortal gates have risen from the ground and appeared one after another. Who has not been brilliant, but in the end they are all scattered, and those who go go. This Xia family alone has never had a moment of decline. ”

"You're saying this too absolutely. ”

"The Xia family was the first sect of cultivation that was established, and when his family was dominant, the four seas combined were not enough to resist. He also never paid attention to other rising stars. ”

"The Xia family is so strong, why did it destroy a few small sects?"

"Little sect, I see that you are not only weak in your legs and feet, but also in your ears and eyes. The largest An family in the north, the Yang family and the Fan family in the south, and the He family in the west. Which is not the current famous faction, plus a few powerful middle sects, it is unstoppable. ”

"Then according to what you say, this Xia family is the only one, and no one has ever compared, how could it be so easy to be wiped out?"

"That was in the past! The Xia family prides itself on being strong and invincible, and neglects the management of the sect. The head of the Xia family is a person who is extravagant and immoral, and he has already hollowed out his family. When the men burst through the door, they resisted for a few rounds before disarming and surrendering. ”

"It's a pity, who is to blame. ”

"Blame who? Blame themselves for being too weak. So you can't be inflated. ”

"But these big factions are so blatantly running to other people's houses to make trouble, and no one cares about it?"

"People have a point. The Xia family broke off the trade of Renhuai River. No matter how big the sect is, it also needs money to maintain, and once the Huai River is broken, this is not their life. ”

"This Xia family is really, why do you do such a hurtful thing. ”

"I guess I can't eat at home, and I can't afford to buy the goods they have. ”

"But a camel is bigger than a horse. The Xia family has fallen, and his family is still very rich. ”

"No, I heard that the Xia family has run away a lot, and Nuoda's house is unguarded, and many thieves and thieves plan to go there to show their strength. ”

"It's a pity I'm old......"

"What, if you're young, you have to give it a go?"

"Where, I am a scholar, and I don't do this ninth-rate thing. ”

The two clink glasses. A faint smile under a beard, a fist under a wine table.

Xia Qian ate a full meal, hiccuped, and listened to the two people at the next table talk for a long time. He wiped his mouth indiscriminately, put down a silver ingot on the table, and walked out of the restaurant.

After the sun sets, the night strikes. Xia Qian ran for an afternoon to find the legendary Xia family in Dongcheng Mountain. Just outside the wall, you can see the high eaves cascading inside. The wall was not as high as expected, but it was only a footage. Sure enough, there was no one guarding the door. The silence of the house was generally lying in the moonlight.

Xia Qian turned over and easily entered the inside. He didn't come here to make a name for himself in the industry, he was a snitch who could get something valuable and exchange it for money, and if he could find something new, he would collect it and enjoy it himself.

At night, his vision was so unclear that he couldn't see how big the mansion really was. He flew all the way from south to north, walked all the way to the wall, and walked for about half an hour before reaching the end. He stood on the roof, and by the moonlight he compared the length of the horizon, and after a little calculation, it was a thousand acres in size.

In addition to sighing in my heart, I am more happy.

Having a rough grasp of the geographical location, he set out to act. From small to large, from side to in, everything is in order. His movements were sharp and because he was unattended, he searched quickly. But an hour passed, except for some vases, calligraphy and paintings, there was nothing of value. He thought to himself, could it be that someone else had taken the lead, and the good things had been looted.

The tower in front of you is the last one, and it is the tallest of all the buildings in the center of the mansion. His instincts told him that there would be good things inside.

This time he didn't act conservatively and flew straight to the top of the tower. He also made a special effort to find out if there would be relics at the top. Unfortunately, no.

He climbed down the eaves of the window to the top floor, which was pitch black, with no furniture at all, except for a sword stand in the center, on which rested a long sword with dust. He blew lightly, and the fine dust flew. He tentatively grasped the hilt of the sword, drew it, glanced at the blade, and inserted it back.

"What a broken sword. He chirped. Such a sword can be placed so grandly, no wonder this family is going to die, I can't tell whether it is good or bad.

He walked around the room again, but found nothing else. Just as he was about to step out of the window eaves, a cold wind blew in his face. He subconsciously closed his eyes and retreated into the room.

The calligraphy and paintings on the wall behind him were shaken by the wind, and the scrolls were clattering on the wall. Xia Qian heard a strange sound and was shocked. turned around and went to the calligraphy and painting to stabilize the situation, but accidentally discovered the mystery behind the calligraphy and painting.

A square of unusual color was attached to the wall, and with a light touch, a box popped out. He opened the top page of the box, and inside was a bright yellow hilt, and a large ruby was set on the top of the sword, which alone was worth a lot of money.

Xia Qian's throat unconsciously let out a long series of snickering. If it weren't for the fact that he shouldn't act rashly at this time, he would have to pat his thigh and laugh for a day and a night.

But the hilt of the sword popped out, and the body of the sword seemed to be still in the wall. Xia Qian didn't think about it, he took off the wood chips above and below the hilt, held the hilt and pulled it out, and used all the strength to eat, but the sword didn't move at all.

A quarter of an hour later, he suddenly realized what the hilt of the sword meant. It's because no one can pull it out that it's on the line for you to try.

"Forget it, this sword has nothing to do with me, I don't want it. He gave up in a dashing manner, but when he withdrew his hand, he was cut by the blade of the wood chip, and a drop of blood flowed out and fell into the ruby.

He blew on his wound and walked away. He turned around in fright when he heard a clang behind him. The sword slipped out of its own and lay firmly on the ground. Suddenly, a chill of seeing a ghost came from his spine.

You have to get out of this evil place quickly.

He moved half an inch in his footsteps, and his whole body was bright, and the candles on the candlesticks were lit up in unison, and his eyes ached.

For a moment, his mind went blank, and seven or eight figures had arrived outside the door, but he did not move at all.

Pushing open the door and walking in the front was a woman, the woman was awe-inspiring, like a fairy. The long waterfall-like hair fell to the ground, and the cold breath at the corners of the eyes and eyebrows made it difficult to approach.

Xia Qian came back to his senses, but he didn't know what to say, and his eyes wandered back and forth on the faces of the eight people in front of him. A group of immortal people were silent, and the sense of oppression could be imagined.

After a long time, Xia Qian pointed to the sword that was one or two feet away from him, and explained in a hurry.

"It has nothing to do with me, this sword fell out of itself. ”

The leading woman was silent, and with a gesture of her jade hand, two little Taoist priests came and put away the sword with him and put it in prison.

As a professional thief, Xia Qian never slept at night. When everyone heard that the rooster was dancing, he did the opposite, falling asleep at dawn until noon. So much so that he tossed and turned on the floor of his cell for half an hour, and he did not feel sleepy. He sat up irritably and sighed, "Fuck it!"

"Young man, hold your breath. The voice of a middle-aged man came from the next cell.

Xia Qian was very familiar with his voice, as if he had heard it somewhere. He asked tentatively, "Who are the seniors?"

"Xiangcheng Ma Wu, just a false name. The man replied, a flaunting chuckle at the end.

Xia Qian suddenly remembered that person, that Ma Wu was one of his father's fox friends and dogs. He is addicted to alcohol and gambling, but his gambling luck is very bad, and he can be seen hunted down by the thugs of the casino for three days. However, there is a good craft, and the art of stealing is a little famous in this area.

Xia Qian secretly sneered and said: "The senior name, I have heard of it a long time ago. I wonder why you're here?"

Ma Wu said bluntly: "Naturally, I came to find treasures." ”

Xia Qian hurriedly asked, "What treasure?"

Ma Wu sold the guanzi, lowered his voice and whispered: "The Xia family suffered this catastrophe, how many gold and silver treasures were swept away. But there was only one thing they couldn't take, and that was. Dragon Sword. ”

Hearing this, Xia Qian naturally looked at the long sword in his arms. He repeated: "Dragon Sword?"

Ma Wu said again: "The origin of this dragon teng sword is big. I heard that the first generation of the head of the Xia family held this sword in his hand and opened the jade gate of Dongcheng in one fell swoop, and since then he has become the imperial sword of all generations of family heads, and has also become the symbol of the head of the family. ”

Xia Qian couldn't help but open his mouth wide, feeling that the weight of the Dragon Teng Sword in his hand suddenly increased suddenly.

Ma Wu continued: "If I hadn't drunk some wine a few days ago and broken the roof tiles, I wouldn't be here at this time. Hey, I want the dragon sword to sharpen iron like clay, and it is priceless. This is good, stealing chickens is not a ...... of rice."

Sharpen iron like clay?

Xia Qian looked at the iron railing of the cell in front of him, his eyes turned to the long sword in his hand again, and he suddenly had an idea in his heart. He got up and stepped back, slowly drawing the Dragon Teng Sword.

The sword didn't seem to be as easy to draw as it seemed, and it was only when you held the hilt that you really felt its weight. It seems to be pulling the curtain on a play, and it is as if it is pulling it away from its long history.

The cold moon hung high, and the moonlight just crossed his head, shining on the sharp sword. The sword body suddenly flashed with golden light, and the sword qi turned into points of light and scattered in all directions, like fireflies in a summer night.

Xia Qian was amazed and did not forget to get down to business. He raised his dragon sword and slashed at the chain on the cell door, and the thick chain slipped off and fell heavily to the ground.

At this time, inside the astrological hall.

Jiuxiaozi looked at the stars revealed in the sky and fell into a trance. Jiu Xiaozi is a veteran of the Jade Gate, his age is unknown, but his face still retains the heroic appearance of his youth.

The long-haired Yuegu approached. Her steps were deliberately light, but she still woke up Jiuxiaozi. Yuegu took the opportunity to ask, "Teacher, do you really want to do this?"

As soon as Jiuxiaozi stopped his hand, the stars darkened. He didn't answer her directly, just bowed slightly.

Yuegu frowned, and knelt down on the spot: "Teacher, this is too ridiculous, let a yellow-mouthed child be the head of the Xia family." Shu Yuegu didn't dare to agree. ”

Jiu Xiaozi replied: "He is the one chosen by the Dragon Teng Sword. ”

Yuegu hurriedly replied: "That may just be a coincidence. Again, what is the right choice that a sword can make. ”

Jiu Xiaozi was a little arrogant when he heard her words, and couldn't help frowning: "Xia Huan's ascension to the throne is not a coincidence, the Xia family's injury is not a coincidence, and the defeat of the Jade Gate is not a coincidence. Do we have a choice?"

Yuegu: "But...... Even if we decided to do it, they wouldn't agree. ”

Jiu Xiaozi snorted coldly: "They are helpless about the imminent matter. ”

Yuegu sighed lightly, Jiuxiaozi helped her up, and comforted: "Sometimes our eyes are not clearer than those spiritual creatures. ”

Yuegu nodded helplessly, suddenly felt that something was wrong, and sniffed the tip of her nose. "Oh no, he's going to escape from prison!"

The two rushed all the way to the dungeon, just in time to see the dragon sword into the sheath, Xia Qian had already escaped from the dungeon gate.

Xia Qian was intercepted by the two, pushed Ma Wu beside him, and said to him: "You leave quickly, go back and tell my father, so that he doesn't have to worry about me." ”

Ma Wu rubbed a pair of numb legs, and asked in a panic, "Who is your father?"

Xia Qian: "Old man Hou." ”

Ma Wu was shocked: "You are Xia Qian, who Old Man Hou talks about every day!"

Xia Qian urged impatiently: "Hurry up!"

Ma Wu came back to his senses, glanced at the two opposite, shook his not very neat legs, jumped on the roof, and ran away.

Jiuxiaozi and Yuegu didn't have the slightest intention of chasing, and kept their eyes on Xia Qian from beginning to end. Yuegu's eyes were not dissatisfied, but more like looking for his merits so that she could balance her heart a little. In contrast, Jiu Xiaozi seemed much calmer, he was already smiling, and he was looking at him lovingly.

No matter which side of his eyes he looked, Xia Qian felt hairy in his heart. He unconsciously pulled up his collar to cover his face. For a long time, he couldn't stand the stares of the two opposites, and said angrily: "What are you going to do?" I can't give you this sword again, and I didn't take anything from you other than that. I broke into your mansion, and you locked me up for one night. ”

The two still didn't speak, Xia Qian quietly took a few steps back, observing the surrounding environment, and thinking about the escape route in his heart. Just as he was ready to take a leap, Jiu Xiaozi suddenly threw off his robe, touched the ground with one knee, and said, "Xia Jiuxiao greets the sect master." ”

The cold wind blew, and Xia Qian's posture of escaping stiffened in front of the dungeon, which was very funny.

Seeing that her teacher had already knelt down, Yuegu reluctantly knelt down to worship: "Xia's Yuegu pays a visit to the sect master. ”

Xia Qian's expression was like being struck by lightning. He hadn't known these two people in front of him for less than two hours, and suddenly knelt in front of him, bowing and worshipping, it was so fucking weird.

"What the hell are you going to do? Kill or chop, it's so damn scary. Xia Qian was about to cry.

Jiu Xiaozi replied, "We want you to be the new sect master of the Xia family. ”

......

"I know you've been hit a lot lately, but you don't have to be so crazy. I'm not going to play with you anymore, I'm going home. ”

Xia Qian turned around to leave, but Yue Gu waved her hand casually, and the Bailing Sword came out and hit the back of his head. She threatened, "If you dare to take another step, the sword will pierce your skull." But don't worry, you won't be alone on the Huangquan Road, the person who ran away just now and the father in your mouth will go to Huangquan with you. ”

Xia Qian stood still, his back straight. His fists were clenched, motionless, his face dark but determined, and he said in a deep voice, "Do you really want this?"

Although the Bailing Sword didn't really stab him, the sword qi was sharp, and he was able to carry it. Yuegu couldn't help but feel some admiration in her heart, thinking that he still had some backbone to endure it. Fang wanted to take back the Bailing Sword, Xia Qian turned around and said, "There is something to discuss, why are you dancing with a knife and a gun, how bad it is to hurt the harmony." "It's flattering, weird.

Yuegu felt deeply stupid at her naïve thoughts just now.

"Let's go, I don't need to invite you. She said.

Xia Qian hurriedly shook his head and waved his hand: "No, no, don't bother, I'll go by myself." ”

Jiu Xiaozi smiled at the corner of his mouth, walked at the end, and followed.