Han Xuesi disappeared from the same place, not with the help of magic weapons, but with the help of a body method, the wonderful body method created by the first generation of Dafang Sect Master after returning from the snow field-Liuyun Zong.

Liuyun Zong, like the Streamer Sword Technique and the Heavenly Sword Array, the original score is enshrined on the top floor of the Dafangmen Library Building, guarded by an elder with a high realm, and it is the treasure of the town building of the library building, and not everyone can get a glimpse of the true face of the inner disciples of the Dafang Gate, and only those who enter the Cloud Realm are qualified to cultivate.

Many things are extremely precious in the eyes of the world, in order to be able to have them, they do not hesitate to fight for their lives, those things are ordinary in Han Xuesi's eyes, and they are as easy to obtain as gold and silver, and they have never been valued.

Han Xuesi's body had been perfectly tempered, even though he couldn't use the True Yuan, he was still extremely strong, and he could perfectly cast the Flowing Clouds, and he was actually faster than that sword light, and he dodged into the flowers, and in the blink of an eye, he had already swept several feet away.

Zhou Qiujian frowned, heard the sound to discern Han Xuesi's position, and just turned around and was about to chase after him, he heard a cold voice.

"Your name is Zhou Qiujian?"

The voice was old, cold as a blade glowing with cold light.

Zhou Qiujian clenched the long sword in his hand, his back was cold and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, the person who came was silent, he didn't notice it at all, it means that the person who came is in a higher realm, and it is not something he can deal with with with the long sword in his hand.

He stood where he was, and did not turn around, because he did not dare.

Hearing that cold and old voice, Han Xuesi no longer used his skills, and slowly walked out of the sea of flowers after stopping, cautiously, for fear of touching a flower bone.

He walked to the road, faced Zhou Qiujian, and said calmly: "Many people want to kill Ben Gongzi, and all of them are dead. ”

Zhou Qiujian suddenly had a heroic aura, his body and spirit relaxed, and he said with a smile: "People will always die, sooner or later. ”

Han Xuesi said: "Then please die." ”

Zhou Qiujian looked at him and said, "Please give the ninth prince a chance, let me fight with the big man behind him, although I have no regrets." ”

Han Xuesi's gaze fell on Lin Huaixian's face not far away, and said with a smile: "Twelfth Senior Brother, to fight or not to fight?"

Lin Huaixian is already at the peak of the Imperial Wind Realm, and he has a good chance to enter the Holy Domain, listening to Han Xuesi say that, he knew that he wanted to let people go, and said: "If you want to fight, you can fight, if you can go through three moves in the hands of the old man, I will let you go." ”

Zhou Qiujian turned around cautiously, the long sword in his hand was held tighter, and his eyes fell on the old man in front of him, only to see that he was wearing coarse cloth clothes, a pair of straw sandals on his feet, and a knife behind his back, with a strong breath, giving people a sense of oppression like a mountain.

He knew that he was no match for him, so he changed his mind and said, "I can't beat you, and I can't take three moves, but even if I die, I have to try." ”

Lin Huaixian nodded expressionlessly, he was also very serious when he fought.

Zhou Qiujian held the long sword and rushed forward quickly, throwing out a sharp True Yuan, and then threw the long sword out, and then entered the roadside flowers and quickly fled westward.

Han Xuesi shook his head in extreme disappointment and said, "It turned out to be a bad seed. ”

Lin Huaixian also shook his head and said disappointedly: "Grandma's, it turned out to be a bad seed." ”

"Ah......h

A scream came from the flowers.

Han Xuesi and Lin Huaixian looked in the same direction as the voice came, only to see the head that was still on Zhou Qiujian's neck just now jumping high, and the blood spurting out of the fracture was like a fountain, and it was also like the splash of dirt when he just came out of the ground.

Zhou Qiujian died, under a scimitar.

Han Xuesi didn't see the person who made the shot, and saw Mo Cui running towards him quickly, throwing himself into his arms, and said with concern: "Are you okay?"

Lin Huaixian straightened the two mustaches on his lips, smiled slightly, and then flashed into the woods to the north, and soon disappeared.

Han Xuesi patted Mo Cui on the back and said with a smile: "It's okay, this son is not so easy to die." ”

Mo Cui broke free, straightened her sideburns, and said, "I didn't run away, I went to find help." ”

Han Xuesi didn't think about this, and was just about to hold the face of his beautiful daughter-in-law and kiss it, when he saw a middle-aged Miao man walking out of the flowers.

The man held a scimitar in his hand, and blood was still dripping from the blade.

Mo Cui took Han Xuesi's hand and walked over, and happily introduced: "Xiao Jiu, this is the little uncle." ”

Han Xuesi immediately saluted and said, "I've seen my little uncle." ”

The man's expression was indifferent, he nodded slightly, turned around and said, "Follow me." ”

Mo Cui held Han Xuesi's arm, an extremely rare bird, and his face was full of happiness.

Han Xuesi took advantage of her inattention to kiss her on the face, and was smacked the arm by Mo Cui.

The man put away his scimitar, knowing what was going on behind him, a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.

Walking west out of Lixu, there is a small hill not far north of the dirt road, and there is an exquisite courtyard at the foot of the mountain.

You don't have to think about it, you know that it is the residence of the Miao master.

He can cut off Zhou Qiujian's head with one sword, and of course he can be regarded as a master.

Like Lin Jia's courtyard in the city lord's mansion in Konghou City, the courtyard in front of him is very Jiangnan style, and there is a small stream flowing in front of the door, and you have to cross the stone bridge to get to the front of the courtyard. The stream flows from the distant hills, and the bottom is clearly visible, and the front section of the courtyard is scattered with round stones on both sides, which can be crossed by stepping on, which is obviously artificially embellished.

There are people in the small bridge and flowing water, push the door into a wide yard, there are a few bamboo poles in the corner where the two bamboo fences meet, there is a chicken pen on the side, and a few old hens are pacing back and forth in it. There is a loquat tree in the courtyard, which is like a canopy, with a stone table under it and two stone benches on the side.

Walking to the middle of the courtyard, the middle-aged Miao man turned around, looked at Mo Cui and whispered, "Kite, you can do your own thing, I'll cook rice." ”

Mo Cui nodded, and pulled Han Xuesi to sit down on the edge of the stone table.

Han Xuesi said: "Should we give my little uncle something to do?"

Mo Cui shook her head lightly and said, "I've been here many times, and my uncle never let me into the kitchen. ”

Han Xuesi said with a smile: "Madam is as beautiful as a fairy, the kitchen is smoky, how can my little uncle be willing to let you in." ”

Mo Cui shook her head again and said, "That's not the case, my little uncle used to teach me how to cook specialty dishes, but after my little aunt passed away, he wouldn't let me enter the kitchen." ”

Han Xuesi said: "No wonder my little uncle lives here, it turns out that he is living in seclusion. ”

A sad look appeared on Mo Cui's face, and her voice was also full of sadness, and she whispered the sad story.

Her little uncle Liang Shenghai has outstanding cultivation talent, since he was a child, he was favored by the family, and devoted a lot of effort to cultivate, after the cultivation was successful, he traveled out of the mountains, and saw a beautiful woman in the courtyard behind the small bridge and flowing water in the smoke and rain in the south of the Yangtze River.

Liang Shenghai had a deep affection for the woman, attracted a stream from the distant mountains, and rebuilt a courtyard by the waterside in imitation of the courtyard he saw when he first met the woman, and lived a leisurely life of sunrise and sunset, not envious of mandarin ducks and immortals.

The good times did not last long, Liang Shenghai went to Konghou City to buy and came back to find that the yard had become a sea of fire, and he rushed into the fire at risk and failed to rescue his wife.

After several days, he still could not come out of his grief, but he improved a lot, rebuilt the yard on the ruins, planted her favorite horseshoe flower next to his wife's grave, and planted more and more, and then connected the city with a sea of flowers, which became the most famous attraction in Miaodi.

Han Xuesi stretched out his hand and rubbed his wife's forehead, and said seriously: "Kite, no matter what, I won't let you have anything to do." ”

Mo Cui took his hand and put it on his face, stared into his eyes and said, "You can't be okay either." ”

Han Xuesi nodded and said, "Don't worry, we will become strong after all." ”

"Kite, the meal is ready. ”

Uncle Liang Shenghai still didn't let them into the kitchen, and it took several trips to put all the meals on the stone table, brought a bamboo chair and sat down, opened a pot of wine, and said with a smile: "Han Jiugongzi, drink?"

Han Xuesi smiled: "It's better to be respectful than to obey your fate." ”

The three finished their meal in a cheerful atmosphere.

Liang Shenghai drank the last glass of wine, looked at Han Xuesi and said, "Young Master Han Jiu, no matter how noble your identity is and how powerful the master behind you is, as long as you let me know that you are bullying Kite, I will definitely make you pay." ”

Mo Cui gloated and smiled.

Han Xuesi said seriously: "Uncle Xiao don't worry, the younger generation will not be the one who has a negative heart. ”

Liang Shenghai said: "I believe you will not let me down. ”

Han Xuesi said with a smile: "If the little uncle is not at ease, the junior will make a poisonous oath, and this will be issued." ”

Mo Cui said unhappily: "Han Xuesi, you give me a serious point." ”

Han Xuesi stuck out his tongue and grimaced.

Mo Cui said to Liang Shenghai: "Little uncle, the kite is leaving, after the peach picking party, I will return to Tangyin with Xiao Han, I may not be able to come to see you for a long time, you must take care of yourself, you can't drink too much wine." ”

Liang Shenghai said: "Let's go, go as far as possible, don't worry about me." ”

Mo Cui pulled the sleeve of the little uncle and said coquettishly: "The little uncle hasn't promised me yet." ”

Liang Shenghai smiled helplessly: "I know." ”

After chatting for a while, Mo Cui and the others got up to say goodbye and left the courtyard under Liang Shenghai's gaze.

Walking to the edge of the sea of flowers, Mo Cui turned around and looked at the courtyard, only to see that his uncle was still standing on the stone bridge, so he waved his hand.

The two walked not far away, and Han Xuesi said: "The person who was with the people of the Moon Gate before, even if they were not sent by them, they can't get out of it, and my son wants to ask them personally." ”