The night is getting deeper.

In the Xuan Mansion, under the old pear tree in the backyard.

At this moment, Jiang Xiaoman hadn't slept yet, and stood under the tree with bated breath.

In his hand, the gentian silver spear glowed white in the moonlight.

It's been a while since I left home, and these days because I'm in a hurry to go, and even the daily exercises I have to do on weekdays have been delayed.

Ji Xiaoyue agreed to the Gu slave, and when she waited until tomorrow, she would take him to find the ghost mother-in-law.

Although the little girl is eccentric and calls herself the first female snitch in Fancheng, she is still very kind in the end.

Although the Gu slave didn't say what he wanted to ask for the ghost mother-in-law, he could see that the eagerness in the old man's eyes could not be faked.

Although the ghost mother-in-law lived in seclusion in the valley and didn't ask about the world, Ji Xiaoyue remembered what this old man she should have called her grandmother said.

The so-called healer, first of all, must have a heart to help the world, unless the person he meets is heinous, he should do his best to heal the person who can be saved within his ability.

On weekdays, many of the people in other cities in the border area who heard the name of the ghost mother-in-law were led by the little girl.

Of course, this female snitch should still be.

The ghost mother-in-law is kind-hearted and rarely cares about the yellow and white things.

But Ji Xiaoyue doesn't think so.

This is a matter of fairness.

You can't do it at a loss.

So on weekdays, the doctors and patients who came to find each other were more or less touched by the little girl when they finally left.

However, it also has to divide people.

For those who are from poor families, I can't say that Ji Xiaoyue will send out those finances that came easily.

Is this a man, no matter how you say it, you still have to have a good heart, right?

So to this day, Ji Xiaoyue still hasn't saved enough money that she feels owes to her ghost mother-in-law for medicine.

At this moment, Ji Xiaoyue climbed the old pear tree, sat on the branches like a dragon, and happily shook her legs to watch the young man under the tree practice.

She felt that the ginger worm when she held the gun was very different from the stupid ginger worm in the daytime, and she had an unstoppable momentum.

Ji Xiaoyue's father also practiced guns, and his cultivation was extraordinary, and he was called the Beihai Gun Emperor when he was in Beihai Kingdom.

When she was a child, one of the little girls' favorite things to do was that whenever her father practiced guns, she would sit quietly on a small bench with her head on the side to watch.

She remembered that her father said that there are tens of millions of weapons in this world, but only the gun is the most difficult to get started.

Since it was what her father said, the little girl naturally thought so.

In this river and lake, there are many people who use knives and many who wear swords.

But this supreme man who uses a gun as a weapon is really rare.

Moon sticks, year knives, guns for a lifetime.

It's not just talking.

If you want to get started with marksmanship, it is impossible to do it without ten or eight years.

And those who can achieve great success, in addition to penance, it is more important to see whether their personal talent is enough.

The seven styles of the border army, among which the most difficult to achieve with the unrepentant heavenly spear can be seen.

Until today, I have heard that the first generation of town border soldiers and the fifth generation of town border soldiers have been able to train them to perfection.

She felt that every time this stupid ginger worm held a gun, it was very similar to when she saw her father holding a gun when she was a child.

At this time, he stared at the boy under the tree, with a pair of big eyes shining.

Drink!

With a soft snort, the boy finally moved.

No regrets, no regrets, no regrets, this gun is the most difficult to practice.

The gentian silver spear flipped in the young man's hand, rolling up a rain of pear blossoms.

Flying, like a dragon.

The gun is out, with a chilling spirit, unstoppable!

Type 1, Type 2, Type 3...... Up to the seventh formula.

The spear in Jiang Xiaoman's hand danced faster and faster, flying up and down.

He held a gun at the age of seven, and it has been ten years since then.

Shooting twelve styles, it cannot be said that there are no seven styles at this age, but they are extremely rare, and all of them are masterpieces of a generation.

Unknowingly, it fogged up.

Maybe it was the rain earlier that made this Fancheng a rare fog.

The mist and the pear blossom rain fell, and for a while the little girl sitting on the branch couldn't see the figure of the boy under the tree.

Exhaling a breath, Jiang Xiaoman withdrew the spear in his hand and stared at a pear blossom in a daze.

There was a wind blowing, blowing away the haze.

Ten years and one day, I practiced guns and collected guns, just thinking that one day I could share a share for my father with the spear in my hand.

Although he is optimistic by nature, he is not stupid.

Especially on that day, after overhearing my father's conversation with my cousin Dugu Yin at night.

Jiang Xiaoman finally knew that this place seemed to be as calm as water, but in fact, there was already an undercurrent.

I don't know who is behind this undercurrent, but I know who it's targeting.

Jiang Moli!

The man he once said that as long as he was there, he couldn't hurt anyone.

One night later, the boy was still the same boy, still optimistic and cheerful, but he also had his own thoughts.

With the spear in my hand, I guarded my father and mother, and all the people around me who cared about Chang'an.

This is his way.

I have a shot, and I can swing the sky!

Jiang Xiaoman took a deep breath, his eyes closed slightly, and then opened suddenly.

The gentian in his hand flipped and swung a shot.

With this shot, the swirling qi brought a gust of wind.

The wind is blowing and the clouds are flying.

Recite!

The wind stopped, and a gunshot like a dragon's roar resounded through the night sky.

The sound of this gunfire seemed to tear the heavens apart.

The spear danced, and this time, after the seventh type, did not stop.

The eighth form is out, then the ninth, the tenth, and the eleventh.

Rumble!

Jiang Xiaoman's toes stomped on the bluestone ground, and he actually stepped on the ground instantly.

Then, the whole person jumped into the air, and the gentian silver spear pointed straight at the sky.

Don't regret the heavenly gun, the twelfth out!

The dragon's groans rang out again, continuously, one higher than the other.

After that, silence returned to heaven and earth.

As if nothing had happened.

After this shot, the old pear tree, which was originally luxuriant, did not have half a pear blossom on the branches.

Pear blossoms fall like rain.

The boy took the gun into the day after tomorrow.

At this moment, Jiang Xiaoman was pleasantly surprised to find that the Gang Qi in his body, which was originally pitiful to nothing, was like a dry Daze suddenly being injected with an immeasurable stream of water, which was incredibly abundant.

The Gu slave had already been alarmed when the young man fired the eighth shot, and now he stood in the courtyard and looked at Jiang Xiaoman's distraction, and muttered: "Don't regret the heavenly gun, in this life, there is another person who has practiced this set of shots to the fullest..."

Not far from the outside of the Xuan Mansion, on a tall building.

The Taoist who had a good conversation with Jiang Xiaoman not long ago stood there quietly at this moment.

Although the robe is old but spotless, the whole body is emitting a faint light in the night, which is difficult to hide even in the dark night.

At this moment, he squinted his eyes and stroked his goatee, waved the dust in his hand, and couldn't help nodding secretly.

The land of Kyushu is really an outstanding person, and there are really a lot of amazing descendants in this life.

Originally, I thought that the Jiang family in the Southern Regions who were in the hinterland of the Jiang family were extraordinary.

But I didn't want to, there was such a little guy hidden in the snow in the borderland.

Lao Dao knows the origin of the Heavenly Spear, and this set of spears is definitely not something that can be cultivated if you are at a high level.

Otherwise, from the founding of the Great Xia Dynasty to the present, there have been countless outstanding people in the border areas.

can be counted as today's young man, but only the three of them have completely mastered the 12 styles.

This execution contains fate and law, and only those who are destined are qualified to dig it.

The thought that this young man was accompanied by a little girl of Xuanyuan descendants made the old Taoist priest secretly speechless.

As she expected, the girl of the Ji family was destined to meet someone who could help her change her life against the sky, even this kid might not be able to say.

Great Xia in the Southern Regions, since the founding of the country, a total of two people have trained the Heavenly Spear to the fullest.

The first generation of Zhenbian soldiers, with this gun, exchanged 3.6 million miles of fertile soil for the 12 states of Nanling for the Southern Regions.

The five generations of Zhenbian soldiers, with this gun, cracked through the 7,800-zhang Cangyue Mountain, and since then the Qin Dynasty in the Northern Regions has no natural danger to defend.

I don't know what earth-shattering things this young man in front of him will do with the silver gun in his hand in the future.

"Old friend, you seem to have a great junior. ”

The old Taoist priest raised his head and looked into the distance, looking in the direction of the Great Xia Imperial City, Yandi City, and said in a low voice.

As soon as the words fell, a gust of wind drifted by, and the Taoist disappeared without a trace.

This night, there are too many people in Fancheng, and they are destined to have no sleep all night.

......

......

On the outskirts of Fancheng, in that valley.

Although it was late at night, the grass hut was still lit with a faint fire.

The old man sat under the lamp, restless.

When the cultivation reaches a certain level, there will be some advance perception of the good and bad people around you.

Tonight, without waiting for the little girl to come back, the old man thought about going to bed first.

Anyway, with Na Nizi's ability, although the kung fu is not high, but the light skill is taught by himself, and it is more than enough to protect himself in the rivers and lakes of Fancheng.

It's not the first time that you haven't returned home at night, as long as the safe life card on the table is fine, there's nothing to worry about.

That girl doesn't call herself anything, a female snitch.

Since this is a female snitch, she always has to visit one or two big families who are "unkind to the rich" at night from time to time, and do the righteous thing of robbing the rich and helping the poor.

Ji Xiaoyue, this little girl, didn't do much before, and naturally the old man secretly helped her clean up when something happened.

It's just that not long after lying down, this heartbeat has accelerated a lot for no reason, and then the blood is churning and I can't sleep anymore.

This is not a good sign, it has been more than ten years, and this feeling is also the bad boy in his own family who has a stubborn personality and refuses to call himself a mother, and he brought Ji Xiaoyue, a girl, to find him.

That time, the root of the disease that fell when the little girl hit her mother's womb broke out for the first time.

When the ghost mother-in-law held her only little granddaughter in her arms, her heart couldn't help but hurt, like a needle prick.

The little girl, who had only been born for a short time, looked at herself with a pair of big eyes open like that, her little lips were purple and her whole body was hot like fire.

The combination of humans and demons is already against the way of heaven, and it is destined to end no good.

At the beginning, his dead-eyed son just didn't listen to his own persuasion, and he couldn't look down on so many pearls in Beihai Country, so he had to follow the demon girl of the country of ruins.

I remember the first time I brought it home, I was as good as her, and I couldn't see that the girl she didn't marry in her son's mouth turned out to be a hydrangea in her real body.

Fortunately, the ghost mother-in-law is not a person who eats the ancients.

Since his son likes it, he does what he wants.

It's just that the old man never likes the fairy daughter-in-law of this famous perilla.

Although I won't say anything, it's not okay for the old woman to hide far away?

"Mother... Mother-in-law. ”

On that day, Ji Xiaoyue, who was still a baby and couldn't speak, looked at the old man with a pair of big eyes.

Suddenly, the first thing that came to the world in the purple little lips was to call his mother-in-law.

The feeling of blood connection made the old man's heart soften.

No matter how much you look down on your daughter-in-law, what's wrong with your child.

Besides, this is her own granddaughter!

Even if he finally lost half of his hard cultivation life, and his longevity was greatly reduced, he still did not hesitate to make a move, almost in the way of exchanging his life to pull the little girl who should have died from birth back from the death line.

On that day, the stinky boy who was so stubborn that he refused to call his mother for more than three years knelt down in front of her for the first time.

After all, he still shouted out the mother's voice, and he couldn't cry.

The descendants born of the combination of humans and demons, unless they are separated from the bloodline of the demon body and transformed into the Dao body, are destined to be punished by heaven.

Although Ji Xiaoyue's life was temporarily saved, it couldn't get rid of the root of the disease.

If you want to get rid of the root of the disease, you can only use the essence and blood of the royal family, which belongs to the same vein as Ji Xiaoyue.

Otherwise, even if it is the medical saint Xuanyuan, who claims to be unparalleled in the world in the world, he is powerless to return to the sky.

"Ancestors bless, I hope everything is safe, Huan'er can find the county lord who has returned to the ruins country. ”

The old man got up and walked out of the house, fell to his knees, folded his hands, and muttered a wish to the sky.