"See, the woman whose face looks a little strange on the table is my junior sister Dawa Zhuoma, and beside her, sitting is my junior brother, Daozheng, I am also a handful of age, and I don't know how many days I can stay in this world, Kunlun Yimai, although the courtyard is not big, but looking at it, it is also a first-class existence in the Western Regions, and it can't be defeated in my hands, so I came to the Central Plains this time, just to find the footprints of my younger brothers and sistersThe purpose is very clear, but when these words are said at the end, Zhuo La Weiyang's expression and words obviously have a heavy taste, grievances, such words should not appear among familiar people, there is no need to say too clearly, Qiu Wan'er also knows that the word grace may be fake, and the passage of time can always make most people forget their kindness, but this so-called resentment will accumulate deeper and deeper, and eventually even become hatred, so at this moment, the old man has no score in his heart, and while saying this, he naturally has no confidence。

Qiu Wan'er naturally has a certain curiosity about the story hidden behind this old man, but at this moment, she can't open her mouth, in the past, if this kind of thing is worth being happy about, then there is nothing wrong with talking about it, but when you encounter sadness, it is a little different, the heart that hurts once, if you mention it again, it is like sprinkling salt on the wound, and the pain is even more unforgettable, and in fact, most people are also cheap bones, and the happy ones are short-lived, and they can't remember, but they remember those painful ones very deeply, when they think of this, Qiu Wan'er's gaze, couldn't help but transfer from the table to Zhuo La Weiyang's face, at this moment, there was a slight gesture of sympathy, but just looking like this, she was still younger after all, even if she was thinking about stabilizing people in her head, but words couldn't be organized anyway.

The people of the Western Regions, this face and body shape, is originally very different from the people of the Central Plains, especially women, that can be described as a clear distinction, the gap is huge, although the height of this woman, compared with the man, there is still a certain gap, but that is only limited to the same kind, if compared with those foreign races, the women of the Western Regions, obviously a few points taller, even compared with the men of the Central Plains, it is not inferior at all, Dawa Zhuoma's face shape, the outline can be said to be very obvious, although there is no such sleek and delicate posture, but no matter from that angle, it looks like a special scenery, but at the moment she is sitting on the wooden chair, legs are long, these advantages, It doesn't look very obvious, sitting with a romantic character like Xiao Jinghao, the king of Qi, one is handsome, the other is handsome, but it is like a pair of beautiful people, so that the audience under the stage stares, undoubtedly does not reveal a gesture of envy, and I can't wait to become one of them immediately.

"Daozheng?" Since she can't ask about the sad things in the past, Qiu Wan'er has to find something to say, otherwise she won't have the slightest response, and let the old man talk to himself like that, which will inevitably make the whole atmosphere a little embarrassing, but under this opening, it is really difficult to avoid touching the old man's emotions, fortunately, between Zhuo La Weiyang's words, there are still one or two words that can be captured, of course, this can be regarded as a doubt, she may not know anything else, but the person sitting on the table, with this time, can probably guess the identity of the man in the middle: "That's obviously Xiao Jinghao, the king of Qi, how could he call such a name, Daozheng, it sounds weird, I always thought that only the master called this surname, he was the prince of the dynasty, how could he have the surname Dao, old man, are you mistaken?"

"Xiao Jinghao?" Just like Sha Wan'er, as soon as her doubts came out, Zhuo La Weiyang also became confused, at this moment, the thoughts of the two were extremely similar, the old man's eyes widened a little again, as if he was carefully evaluating the two people on the table, the reason why he did this is probably because he has been separated for a long time, and even with his appearance or something, he can't remember it clearly, maybe even if he remembers it clearly, but the sixteen years of time are enough to make people change a lot, so in the end, he is a little unsure, but this time again, the confusion in his heart slowly disappeared, indeedTime can change a lot of things, but the silhouette of the body is probably still a little bit of the original appearance, and what makes this old man make this judgment is not the word intuition, his eyes are staring at Dawa Zhuoma's neck at the moment, and other decorations may not be conspicuous, but to have a hanging chain, but in his memory, it is very deep.

Kunlun Mountain, between the towers, stretches at least thousands of miles away, in winter, it is naturally snow-capped, covered like a white veil, the top of Kunshan, at this moment, it is even more cold wind, blowing at the same time, a cold and piercing feeling, can be described as quite obvious, the scene sixteen years ago, even to the present day, there is not the slightest fade, at that time, he still has a white hair, although not very obvious, but vaguely can still be perceived, three people, standing side by side, he Zhuo La Weiyang, standing on the left position, to the right, Daozheng and Dawa Zhuoma, the eyes of the three are not far in front of him, that is also an old man, if it just looks from that age, it doesn't seem to be much different from Zhuo La Weiyang.

"I Kunlun lineage, originally there was a clan division, although the scale is not large, but it has been passed down to this day, the lineage disciple, choose one person to inherit the position of the head, Weiyang, you were originally my big disciple, whether it is according to seniority, or according to martial arts ability, you are a well-deserved candidate, but there is a little, but it is a hard injury, your age is similar to mine, to put it mildly, between you and me, who goes first may not be able to say, you have no suitable apprentice under the seat, if I pass on the position of the head of the door to you, and I am afraid that you will be in charge of the lintel for too short a time, and there is no successor, this is a big taboo, so this matter, you can not complain about the master"These words, said in front of Zhuo La Weiyang, although they are all facts, but it is still somewhat unacceptable posture, who it is, it is estimated that there is a sense of loss in the heart, but respect the teacher, even if you look at the West Kunlun, this is also something that cannot be violated, so the master's arrangement, he has no reason to object, so he can only pretend to be like this, pretending to be a little casual, and even on that face, there is a hint of hypocritical smile:" The master said this very much, when the apprentice does not dare to have any objections, I Xi Kunlun has been preaching for hundreds of years, and has always been particularly profound in the selection of this master, the master is thoughtful, and the apprentice is willing to listen to the arrangement!"

Nodding slightly, the head of Kunlun seemed to be very satisfied with the words of this big disciple, his hand, patted on Zhuo La Weiyang's shoulder, which can be regarded as a kind of comfort in name, this gaze flowed, and naturally heard Daozheng and Dawa Zhuoma's body, the body was slammed, as if he remembered something, this hand took off the hanging chain from his neck, and gently handed it to Dawa Zhuoma's face:" It stands to reason that the position of the head of the family has always been only passed on to men, but this is just a custom, although you are also my Kunlun disciple, a skill is also outstanding, but you are a person from the Central Plains after all, it is expected that you will not stay on this Kunlun Mountain for a long time, this position of the head of the family, it is not suitable for you, I talk about the city, I accepted your three disciples in my life, under the choice, there is only the second disciple Dawa Zhuoma, this chain, it will be handed over to you, but here, I have one more thing to explain!"

When the words said this, Liaochengzi suddenly stopped, the chain in his hand, has been handed out, some plain black color, so that this decoration is not very conspicuous, non-gold and jade, naturally not a precious thing, but it is a symbol, Kunlun Mountain, all under this symbol, it can be seen that the woman is a little hesitant, she does not know whether to pick up, or not, the corner of the gaze, some discontented in the left two have stayed for a while, the expression also seems to be asking something, hesitation, most likely because of fear, but the source of this fear, perhaps because of the burden can not bear the burden, or there is a different kind of mind in the heart. In the end, she still couldn't resist the so-called helpless but pleading eyes of the master, stretched out her hand, and slowly took it.

"Zhuoma, what do you have on your mind, the master naturally understands, but this is also an expedient measure in desperation, if you really make a decision in the future, to leave Kunlun, I am not reluctant, this position of the head, since it has been passed to your hands, Kunlun's lifeline will naturally be handed over to your hands, when you leave, you must find a good heir, the original head can only be selected from the lineage, but if your senior brother can have a finished apprentice during this period, you will hand over this chain to his hands, and it is not considered to break this rule!" Liaochengzi's words, maybe it sounded at the time, giving people the feeling that it was just to make up for the inequality of the so-called big apprentice who was a master, but time has passed, sixteen years of today, Zhuo La Weiyang's eyes once again stayed on his hands on his younger brothers and sisters, he realized that on the original day, the master had insight into everything, whether it was Daozheng or Dawa Zhuoma, sixteen years before the farewell, all came in a hurry, Zhuo La Weiyang could only take advantage of the situation to pick up the burden of the head, but on the contrary, the creation of people, sixteen years, is not short, but he still does not have a decent apprentice, at this moment to the Central Plains, Naturally, in order to find the traces of the younger brothers and sisters, Kunlun is a lineage, and there can be no successor, but in the vast sea of people, it may not be able to be found so easily, even if it is found, how can the two people who can say goodbye in the past easily return to the master to bear this burden, so there is the idea of taking revenge Wan'er as an apprentice on the Xiangjiang River.

Of course, this is just Zhuo La Weiyang's own inner abacus, in front of people, naturally he will not say it easily, so at this moment, the old man has endless memories, and the old man is at a loss to see the old man again, and for Qiu Wan'er, perhaps the lively component has always firmly occupied her main mind.