Zhang Xuanzong has always maintained a high degree of vigilance against the old man of Sandou, this elusive and scheming old man suddenly jumped out and said that he wanted to help him, which couldn't help but make Zhang Xuanzong suspicious, but Zhang Xuanzong had to take such a risk, because with Qingcheng and Beibi Mountain being wiped out by Kunlun Heavenly Palace, the power in his hands was greatly damaged, and he was far from being able to compete with Kunlun Heavenly Palace. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info his plan has begun to run in full force, and now it is difficult to ride a tiger, even though he knows that there may be a trap and conspiracy, he has to accept the surrender of the old man Sandou.

The old man Sandou squinted his eyes slightly, and he didn't know if he noticed Zhang Xuanzong's expression, and continued: "In this life, the old man has nothing to fear, and the only one who is afraid is the word 'human heart'. Who is Qin Hanye? He was the youngest disciple on Maoshan Mountain. Young people always have the courage not to be afraid of death, and they often sacrifice themselves for the sake of their blood and so-called dreams. Qin Hanye also has a dream, that is, one day the Qing Sect on Maoshan Mountain will no longer be suppressed by the Kunlun Heavenly Palace and stand on the top of the immortal cultivators, and I gave him this promise. I promised him that as long as he died, and he died just right, the Qing Sect on Namao Mountain would definitely overwhelm the Kunlun Heavenly Palace within ten years. ”

Zhang Xuanzong, who was drinking, choked, coughing at the corner of his mouth and splashing a few drops of wine. He wiped the corners of his mouth with a tissue in his sleeve and asked in surprise, "He died like this?"

"Yes, since he is not afraid of death, then of course he has to die. The old man Sandou said indifferently with a teacup.

Zhang Xuanzong clapped his hands vigorously, laughed, bent down with laughter, and even burst into tears with laughter.

After laughing for a while, Zhang Xuanzong straightened his waist again, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and said with a sneer: "Should I say that he is a fool, or praise him as a warrior? ”

"Isn't it a happy thing to be able to live innocently and die innocently?" The old man Sandou held the teacup, looking at the heat rising from the teacup mixed with the surrounding aura, smiled indifferently, and said: "They don't understand our thoughts, and how can we understand their thoughts?

Zhang Xuanzong lowered his eyebrows and was silent for a while, then raised his head and asked, "Actually, there is one more thing I don't understand. ”

The old man Sandou looked at Zhang Xuanzong calmly, and suddenly smiled slightly: "Ask, in fact, you have wanted to ask for a long time, haven't you?"

"Your eyes are like torches, and your heart is clear. ”

Zhang Xuanzong praised from the bottom of his heart, and then asked: "All along, your old man has been hiding behind the scenes to manipulate the situation, detached from the outside, and never fighting for his life in person, why did you take the initiative to make a chess piece this time, biased to my side?"

The old man Sandou gently tapped the bamboo table with his fingers, and there was a light and hollow sound under the tabletop: "Do you want to hear the truth or falsehood?"

"What is the truth, and what is the false?" Zhang Xuanzong asked.

The old man of Sandou raised his head and drank the tea in the cup, and after letting the fragrant tea moisturize and spread in his dry throat, he said leisurely: "You are right, the old man never joins the chess game, because being in the game will inevitably affect my judgment and confuse my intuition as a chess player." This time, I joined in because I am not optimistic about you, the situation is now tilting towards the Kunlun Heavenly Palace, and I, as a player, if I don't pull the general trend back, I can only throw myself into defeat. Therefore, the old man has to bet his old bones on your side in order to keep the balance on both ends of the scale. It's true. ”

"And what about lies?"

"The lie is that I'm optimistic about you. ”

Zhang Xuanzong laughed when he heard this: "I believe the truth, and I also believe the falsehood." False is true when it is true, true and false when it is false, true and false, who can say clearly, drink wine, drink tea. ”

He refilled the teacup in front of the old man Sandou with tea, pushed the teacup back in front of the old man Sandou, and asked as if he was attacking, "Then why is it aimed at Song Qiu?"

The old man of Sandou stared at Zhang Xuanzong with a smile and asked, "Don't you know? I don't believe that you didn't get some news from your junior sister." ”

Zhang Xuanzong pretended not to care and smiled, and said: "My senior sister, you are not old and unclear, you are cautious, and you don't open your mouth easily, and your mouth is also something inconsequential. However, the old immortal in my family had calculated that Jiangcheng had a rare immortal fate before, and sent my junior sister to find it. ”

"Then what do you think of Immortal Yuan?" asked the old man Sandou with a slight turn of his head, squinting at Zhang Xuanzong.

"Hehe, where in this world will there be any fairy fate? Anyway, I don't believe it at all. Zhang Xuanzong's eyes rolled slightly, and he said duplicitously.

"Master Zhang Shao, are you not honest, I still tell lies to the old man? You must have been tempted a long time ago, right?" The old man of Sandou pointed at Zhang Xuanzong with his finger and smiled lightly.

Zhang Xuanzong smiled lightly, and did not feel a little embarrassed and shy about the old man Sandou for exposing his lies.

He had already sent his henchmen to investigate all of Jian Hongyu's activities in Jiangcheng, and he had already had ill intentions towards Song Qiu, a key figure, but because he was cautious by nature and was planning to subvert the rule of Kunlun Heavenly Palace, he didn't care about Song Qiu. Seeing these two things merge into one now, the thoughts against Song Qiu that were temporarily pressed in the bottom of my heart were reborn.

The white eyebrows of the old man of Sandou were as ethereal as the aura around him, his old palm pressed against the table, his body leaned forward slightly, and asked rhetorically, "Do you think Song Qiu will really have an immortal fate?"

Zhang Xuanzong pondered for a moment and replied: "There is no water without a source in the world, there is no tree without roots, there is no sea breeze, why do waves arise? If it's the latter, then ......"

Zhang Xuanzong's eyes were full of unquenchable greedy desire, the old man on the third floor saw it clearly, and sneered contemptuously in his heart, he saw Zhang Xuanzong's abacus clearly, but this was not the time to break it.

The old man shook his head and said, "It's too unimaginative, maybe, we can think a little farther." ”

"Oh, what other way can there be?" Zhang Xuanzong asked suspiciously.

"Haven't you thought that there might really be an immortal hidden behind Song Qiu?" asked the old man Sandou with a wry smile.