Xiao Xuan gently wiped away the tears from the corners of Xiao Yun's eyes, and said softly: "If you want to cry, cry out, it will be better to cry." ”

Xiao Yun shook his head stubbornly, and said calmly: "I am the daughter of Admiral Tiance, how can I cry, it should be those dogs in Guigu who hide their heads and tails, as long as our father is in one day, they will not want to do whatever they want." ”

Xiao Xuan's eyes were red, and he scolded in a low voice: "Fuck the Tiance general, fuck the prince and the prince, you can't even protect your wife and children, what kind of hero is it!"

"Brother, don't let you say that about our father. Xiao Yun glared at Xiao Xuan, then turned his head to secretly wipe his tears, and said quietly: "Actually, it is not easy for our father, when he was young, he fought in the north and south, and then he finally had a home, but his mother went early." Over the years, he often stayed at his mother's mausoleum for a day, and he couldn't wait to stay there and not leave. If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't worry about a few of our sisters and brothers, and if he couldn't worry about the 500,000 soldiers who followed him from birth to death in Youzhou, I'm afraid he would have gone down to accompany his mother a long time ago. ”

Xiao Xuan was silent, looking up at the sky, it seemed that the white clouds in the sky were the mother in white clothes like a fairy, tears rolled in his eyes, he understood Xiao Zhan's difficulties, but understanding is one thing, relief is another. Xiao Xuan sometimes even thinks that if his mother hadn't married Xiao Zhan back then, wouldn't she have died.

"Brother, our father has our father's righteousness, my mother has my mother's choice, no matter what happens now, my mother has never regretted marrying our father, especially after you were born, my mother feels that God treats her well, so since then my mother has often gone to the Buddha hall to worship the Buddha......"

Listening to Xiao Yun talk about the past, it seemed like it was yesterday, even if Xiao Xuan raised his head, there were still crystal tears slipping down.

"Ghost Valley, ......" Xiao Xuan touched a handful of tears and let out a long breath, the better the past, the deeper his hatred for Ghost Valley.

"Sister, it's time here, you can go back to Youzhou with me. If you want me to say, you should have gone back to Youzhou a long time ago, what's so good about Yingchuan, these pampered soft eggs in Jiangnan, except for some pretentious useless poems, I'm afraid they don't even dare to kill chickens. ”

Xiao Xuan pursed his lips, he was quite indifferent to the hazy smoke and rain in the south of the Yangtze River, although he was not born in the era of the Ten Kingdoms Scuffle, he did not have that kind of experience of fierce soldiers and horses, and iron-blooded battlefields, but since he was a child, he still felt that the wind and sand and fierce horses in the north were more tasteful.

If it were ordinary, Xiao Xuantie would definitely be blinded, but now Xiao Yun only has worry in his eyes except sadness, how can he have the heart to play with his younger brother.

Xiao Xuan sighed secretly, even he couldn't transfer Xiao Yun's emotions, it can be seen that the sixth son of the Sima family has really entered the heart of the eldest sister, if Sima is not dead, Xiao Xuan will definitely be happy for the eldest sister, because the eldest sister finally forgot the old Confucian student in Xiling who read the Taoist scriptures, but now Xiao Xuan is not happy.

"Brother, did Xiaoxiao fall for the secret technique of the Ghost Valley?" Xiao Xuan, Xiao Yun and his party had just stepped into the gate of the North Courtyard, Xiao Yun suddenly turned her head and stared at Xiao Xuan, she hoped that Xiao Xuan would answer no.

But Xiao Xuan nodded and said, "It should be the Yin and Yang Soul Dementorship of the Ghost Valley." ”

Xiao Yun's face turned miserable, and he hurriedly rolled up his little sleeves, only to see a strange blood line spreading on each of his little hands, like two poisonous snakes burrowing into the small blood.

Xiao Yun sat on the chair dejectedly, his face was bloodless, and the Yin and Yang Soul Technique of the Ghost Valley was almost incomprehensible.

Xiao Xuan's hands in his sleeves creaked, there are many secret techniques in the Ghost Valley, in addition to the "Ghost Valley Regeneration Technique", there is also the soul-snatching "Yin Yang Soul Technique", Xiao Xiao fell into the extremely ruthless Yin and Yang Soul Technique of the Ghost Valley, if the two blood lines meet at the small neck, the small soul and vitality will be instantly drained by the caster, and then the Da Luo Jin Immortal will not be able to save it.

Xiao Xuan hesitated for a moment and said, "Sister, don't worry, this secret technique may have a way to solve it." ”

"What way?" Xiao Yun finally had a trace of popularity and brilliance on his face when he heard this, but he saw Xiao Xuan suddenly get up and walk out.

"Brother, where are you going?" Xiao Yun hurriedly stopped Xiao Xuan, she was afraid that Xiao Xuan would come, she had already lost her mother and husband, and she didn't want to lose her brother.

"Kill!" Xiao Xuan's face was full of anger, and he said coldly: "If that guy is dead, the Yin Yang Soul Dementorship will naturally be self-defeating." ”

"I'll go with you. When Xiao Yun heard this, he didn't stop Xiao Xuan anymore, but he was ready to kill people with Xiao Xuan.

"Sister, you stay. Xiao Xuan took Xiao Yun's hand and said softly: "Can't you still believe me? Even Li Chunfeng, an old liar who has been swaggering for more than 30 years, has been killed by me, not to mention the mere envoy of the Ghost Valley. ”

"I'll wait for you to come back. Xiao Yun shook Xiao Xuan's hand tightly before slowly letting go.

After Xiao Xuan gave Xiao Yun a reassuring look, he took Ah Yue to leave Sima Mansion, from stepping into Sima Mansion to leaving, it was not even a quarter of an hour.

In the pear blossom courtyard in the northwest corner of Sima Mansion, an old man with white hair sits on a bamboo chair, squinting slightly, as if enjoying the warmth of the sunset.

The old man is to follow the first emperor Yuwentai to conquer the north and south, and set up the merits of the Shangzhu State Sima Ling, after the Spring and Autumn War, Sima Ling retired to Yingchuan, Yuwentai personally awarded the plaque of "Jiangzhou Sima", and personally inscribed "The three armies of the brave and loyal soul, the iron and blood Dan heart has been passed down through the ages." ”

It's just that for some reason, Sima Ling did not show the slightest anger or grief because of the killing of his youngest son Sima Coo, but bathed in the sun, drank a little wine, and acted like a nobody.

"Do you know why Lao Tzu yelled at you?" Sima Ling took a sip of wine and asked lightly.

"I don't know!" Sima Meng shook his head honestly, like a tame kitten in front of the old man.

"Because that young man really killed you. Sima Ling flicked his fingers, and the glass jade cup in his hand suddenly turned into powder, and the wine in the cup turned into a small water dragon.

"How dare he?" Sima Meng's eyes widened, unconvinced.

Sima Ling glared back, and Sima Meng, who was so frightened, hurriedly lowered his head, and the old man finally opened his eyes and snorted coldly: "That high-flying guy even killed Yuwenhu's son when he said he would kill it, and he was not afraid that you would kill one more." ”

Sima scratched the back of his bare head violently, and said with a smile: "Good boy, it's really strong enough." ”

"In all fairness, do you dare to go to the Yingchuan Palace, kill someone?" The old man's words made Sima Meng speechless, the King of Yingchuan was the younger brother of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and he was also a vassal king with 200,000 foot soldiers and 30,000 sailors, and there were few people in the world who dared to go to his mansion to make a mistake, unless he was killed.

"His father is better than mine...... Sima Meng muttered quietly.

"Get out!"

A frustrated explosion of shouting came from the pear blossom courtyard, and then a tall figure rushed out of the pear blossom courtyard, and several boxes of potted plants flew over and smashed to the ground against its body.

The middle-aged general glanced back with palpitations, wiped the sweat on his forehead, and muttered, "Fortunately, Lao Tzu ran fast......"

"Who do you call Lao Tzu?"

A faint voice sounded in Sima Meng's ears, Sima Meng looked up, and saw that the white-bearded and white-haired old man didn't know when to leave the bamboo chair and stand in front of him.

Sima Meng suddenly exploded, laughed dryly and wanted to slip away, but was caught back by Sima Ling, and then the Qianniu general, who was known as the Qianjun beheading in the Southern Army, was directly beaten by the fat, and Sima Meng, who had a blue nose and swollen face, finally understood a truth.

Not everyone can be the son of Admiral Tiance, and no one can call Lao Tzu in front of Lao Tzu......