After staring at Yang Shuangzi for a while, the old man turned his head sideways, looked at Yang Xiaofeng, and immediately frowned, as if he was startled by Yang Xiaofeng's white hair, but then he quickly laughed and said: "Feng'er, I thought I was aging fast enough, why are you aging faster than me, how do you get this hair?"

Yang Xiaofeng was a little excited for a while, but said indifferently: "It's nothing, but it's just a few gray hairs, I'm not as old as you." Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info You see that although your hair is not completely white, your face is full of wrinkles, but what about me, do I have wrinkles on my face?"

"Well......", the old man reached out and touched his face, nodded and said, "It's really true."

Luo Qingxue quietly pulled Yang Xiaofeng's arm and said softly: "Wind, is this ......"?

The old man had already noticed her subtle move, and said loudly: "This is Qingxue, right?"

"Well......", Yang Xiaofeng said with a smile: "Ah Xue, didn't you say that you would take the master over to live with you in the future, it seems that we don't need to pick it up now, his old man came over by himself."

"Ah......", Luo Qingxue was startled, and hurriedly made a junior salute to the old man, and shouted timidly: "Third uncle."

The old man is naturally Li Muqing.

Yang Xiaofeng corrected: "What third uncle, you are now my wife, you should be the same as me, called Master."

Luo Qingxue glanced at him and said, "It's true that I'm your wife, but whoever says it must be called Master." I'll call me the third uncle, what's the matter?"

Yang Xiaofeng didn't dare to argue, so he had to say: "Follow you."

"Hum ......".

"Well, not bad, not bad......", Li Muqing looked at Luo Qingxue carefully, looked at it for a while, and the more he looked at it, the more satisfied he became, and he couldn't help nodding and said: "Feng'er, your kid's life is really good, you can marry such a good-looking daughter-in-law, I wonder if you have gone shit luck"?

Yang Xiaofeng said with a bitter face: "Master, don't be deceived by Ah Xue's appearance, I don't think so."

Li Muqing was puzzled: "What do you mean by this?"

Yang Xiaofeng sighed and said: "You don't know, although Ah Xue looks like this, she can barely say it, but don't think that she is good-looking and say that she is good-looking, marrying a daughter-in-law is used to live, and it doesn't really matter if she looks good or not......

"Well, there's some truth to that."

Yang Xiaofeng said aggrievedly: "Master, you don't know, Ah Xue can't cook or sew clothes. Therefore, although I nominally married a daughter-in-law, I actually found an aunt for myself, and I could only offer her like a bodhisattva every day...... Hiss ......".

In the middle of his words, he suddenly gasped.

Luo Qingxue smiled sweetly and asked softly, "Feng, what's wrong with you?"

Yang Xiaofeng's face was extremely strange, his expression was also very unnatural, the muscles at the corners of his mouth twitched a few times, and he gritted his teeth and said, "No ...... Nothing, hiss......".

Li Muqing smiled dumbly, if he was not mistaken, Luo Qingxue's hand behind Yang Xiaofeng was twisting or twisting on his back at the moment. At that moment, he coughed dryly, looked at Luo Qingxue suspiciously, and asked seriously: "Qingxue, what she said is true, you really can't cook?"

Luo Qingxue's face turned red all of a sudden, and she said, "I'...... Be...... No...... It's not".

"Oh......", Li Muqing nodded with a smile and said, "That's good, that's good."

Luo Qingxue's face suddenly turned even redder, glared at Yang Xiaofeng angrily, and whispered in his ear: "Look how I clean you up later."

Yang Xiaofeng smiled bitterly, and after glancing at Luo Qingxue, he hung his head in frustration.

It seemed to be a little darker again.

The warmth of the moment did not blow away the gloom in everyone's hearts.

"Come, come, come ......", when Yang Shuangzi raised his head again, his face was already gloomy as water, and he suddenly stretched out his hand to Li Muqing and said, "Pull out your sword."

Li Muqing was indifferent.

Yang Shuangzi shouted: "Why don't you draw your sword yet." Oh, I see, you've always been used to being preemptive, but don't forget, you're facing me at this time, and when I make a move, you won't have any chance to make a move. So, you'd better draw your sword first."

Li Muqing was still indifferent, just smiled lightly and asked, "Do you really want me to draw my sword"?

"Of course. You may not know, but I've always wanted to try whether the two of us are faster with your sword or if I'm faster."

Li Muqing still didn't move.

Yang Shuangzi mocked: "Are you afraid of death"?

Li Mu smiled lightly and shook his head.

"Then why don't you draw your sword yet"?

"I don't understand, if you wanted me to die before because you suspected that Feng'er was my son, out of jealousy for me, then for what"?

"Why, you ask me why"?

Yang Shuangzi sneered: "The hatred for you has already taken root in my heart, how can it be eliminated so easily?"

"Haha, then okay ......", Li Muqing's face flashed a little helplessly, and he was silent for a moment and said: "If you really hate me so much, then I will fulfill you one last time." I have a request, though."

"Let's talk about it."

"I know you've always been stronger than me, and I've always known that even thirty years ago, I was no match for you. I only hope that after I die, you will spare the wind and the couple, after all, he is your son."

As he finished speaking, his hand touched the wooden sword at his waist.

He was ready to draw his sword.

It's just that the next moment, his hand was suddenly grabbed by Yang Xiaofeng.

Li Muqing was startled for a moment, looked at Yang Xiaofeng in surprise, and after a long time, slowly shook his head.

Yang Xiaofeng didn't pay attention to it, and smiled lightly: "I'll come."

Luo Qingxue asked in surprise: "Wind, what are you going to do?"

Yang Xiaofeng resolutely said: "Ah Xue, you stand back."

Luo Qingxue grabbed Yang Xiaofeng's arm, shook her head desperately, and said, "No...... No, anyone can, but you can't, absolutely not, he's your ......."

Yang Xiaofeng said solemnly: "Ah Xue, it is because of this that I have to stop him." I can't let him continue to do evil, and I can't let people kill him, do you understand?"

Luo Qingxue was silent, but finally let go of her hand.

"Ah Xue, help me take the sword off."

Luo Qingxue was stunned and said, "You...... You're sure you want to use these two swords, it's ......."

Yang Xiaofeng interrupted: "Only with these two swords, I have the qualifications to swing the sword at him."

Luo Qingxue didn't say anything more, and quickly untied the sword that Yang Xiaofeng was carrying and gave it to him.

Yang Xiaofeng took it, stared at the sword that Luo Qingxue arrived in front of him fixedly, looked at it carefully, looked at it very seriously, and his eyes were very gentle. It was not so much that he was staring at the sword in his wife's hand, but that he was staring at a loved one closest to him.

There is nothing special about the sword, it is the owner of the sword who is truly kind.

The owners of these two swords are his closest people, his mother Mei Luoyun and master Li Muqing.

After staring at it for a long time, Yang Xiaofeng finally took a step forward, and his gaze moved from the sword in his hand to Yang Shuangzi's face, and said lightly: "This battle will be replaced by me."