Xiao Cheng stood in place in a daze. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

In Qiyang, the Li family ranks sixth among the top ten sects here, and Li Tianqi's cultivation in the middle of the seventh grade at the age of twenty-one belongs to the famous young talent. This may be due to the fact that everyone is flattering the Li family, but from the side, it also reflects the weakness of Qiyang Wulin and even the entire Dongwulin.

Like the former Immortal Sect, not to mention Ye Tian, who had a golden finger to cheat and experienced an incredible experience, not to mention that his actual talent was extremely outstanding, and he had no choice but to be restricted by the practice and the sect's environment. It was that Wang Hai, if he hadn't put all his thoughts on how to take power and seize power, it would not be difficult to reach the middle of the seventh rank at the age of twenty-one.

This is still the last force of the Immortal Sect in Qingjiang, and there are no resources to provide disciples, if there is such a status as the Li family, it is very likely that Wang Hai will reach the sixth grade cultivation during his lifetime.

And what kind of picture is presented in front of everyone's eyes at this time?

Those cheering people couldn't understand it, but some of the disciples of the enemy gang couldn't understand it either, but Ye Tian had already said that Gu Liuli was not a seventh grade. This was already shocking enough, not to mention that Gu Liuli was still winning the competition with Xiao Cheng?

Although Xiao Cheng only thought about shooting down Gu Liuli's weapon from beginning to end, and did not really attack the vital point, Gu Liuli's actual combat wisdom and kendo level, no one could conclude that Xiao Cheng would be 100% sure of winning this battle in another way.

Looking at Gu Liuli's back, Xiao Cheng had mixed feelings in his heart. He knows that his talent is ordinary, but he believes that diligence can make up for his clumsiness, and he does not dare to relax in the slightest during the decades of practicing martial arts. He is still a small achievement, maybe he will be able to reach a higher level in another year or two, and even have the opportunity to impact the four products at the age of knowing the destiny of heaven.

He originally thought that he was more than enough to be better than the upper and lower than the bottom, but at the moment he was at a loss: he only knew the long sword in his hand for half his life, and he was still alone and unmarried, is it worth it?

At this time, all kinds of memories suddenly came to my heart.

This middle-aged man inexplicably remembered that when he was studying art, his master's daughter was also his junior sister. She often sits on the steps, hugging her knees and quietly watching her clumsy but unwilling to be despised practice, with a gentle smile on her lips.

remembered that she liked to pester herself to invite her to a delicious meal in the restaurant after practicing with herself, but every time she put the fish in her bowl, she always secretly settled the account.

remembered that because of a dispute with the senior brother, she injured him by mistake on impulse, and when she was driven away from the sect by the master, she knelt down behind the master, and the persuasion of the master was useless, and she cried like a tearful person.

I think that I haven't said it for so many years, but I have been holding back the encouragement in my heart, wanting to advance to a higher level, and wait for the fame to spread back to my hometown, so that those who looked down on me back then would hear it, and I wanted to prove to her that she was not obsessed with the wrong person.

Now more than ten years have passed in the blink of an eye, and I don't know how she is doing, whether she is doing well or not.

Xiao Cheng suddenly wanted to go back and see his master.

The teacher who thought he would never set foot again in his life.

He wanted to go back and see his master and his wife.

He wanted to go back and see her.

With a soft sound of "Qiang", Xiao Cheng put his sword into the sheath, walked in front of Wu Hao and the elders, and said with his fists clenched: "Gang leader, elders, it is my incompetence that has disgraced the gang." From now on, I will resign as an elder and leave the Enemy Gang. Ladies and gentlemen, Xiao Cheng is gone. ”

Without waiting for everyone's reaction, he walked to the side of the Chang'an Society, arched his hand towards Ye Tian and smiled: "The skills of the Chang'an Society are extraordinary, Xiao is convinced." He looked at Gu Liuli again: "Being able to learn swordsmanship with Elder Gu is a blessing in Xiao's life." ”

Then turn around and leave.

"Master, where are you going?" a few people shouted and ran to stop them, they were all Xiao Cheng's personal disciples, the oldest was in his twenties, and the youngest was only fifteen, sixteen, or seven.

"I'm going home. ”

Some people wondered, "Isn't this Master's home?"

Xiao Cheng said meaningfully: "Not anymore." ”

There are also people who are more concerned about their future: "Master, what should we do when you leave?"

Xiao Cheng didn't care, and said with a smile: "If you want to stay here, stay, if you want to go home or go somewhere else, if you want to go with the master to see the master's home, then go with the master." You don't have to make a decision in a hurry, Master will stay at the inn in Pailing for two days, and after two days, he will go to Pingjiangdu and leave Kaiyang by boat. ”

Shi Jianxin asked loudly, "Xiao Cheng, why are you doing this?"

Wu Hao hurriedly walked over with a few elders to dissuade him: "Elder Xiao, victory and defeat are a common thing in soldiers, why is this so? Could it be that there are still people in the world who will not be defeated for life?"

It had been less than a month since the enemy gang was formed, but he knew a little about the elders. Compared with Shi Jianxin, Xiao Cheng is obsessed with martial arts and is not good at sect management, but he is much better at dealing with people, and his selfish ambitions are much less. He definitely didn't want Xiao Cheng to break away from the enemy gang like this, leaving behind some people who only knew how to fight for power.

An elder also spoke out and persuaded: "It's just a competition, and it's not a life-and-death fight, what's the point?"

Another person said: "But the enemy is helping to build a new building, and everything is waiting to be prosperous, it is the time for us to show our talents, how can we quit because of some trivial things?"

Xiao Cheng was unmoved: "Gang Leader Wu, everyone, Xiao has made up his mind, and I hope it will be fulfilled." ”

Cheng is a polite remark, Xiao Cheng is an elder of the enemy gang, but he is not selling himself to the enemy gang. To really say that, except for Wu Hao, the others still had some gaps with each other in the past.

Wu Hao wanted to persuade again, but Xiao Cheng shook his head, turned around and strode away.

He walked a few steps and suddenly stopped, Wu Hao still changed his mind, but he continued to take steps, and sang loudly as he walked: "The winter snow moistens the green buds, and the spring breeze is sad and white-haired." The peach blossoms are the same in the old days, and the face of the people is different year by year. Draw the eyebrows in the mirror shallowly, and read the sand between the fingers deeply. Mo Dao is far away, only what kind of home?Mo Dao is far away, only what kind of home!hahahaha......"

This is a poem of resentment in the former dynasty, which was originally sung by an infatuated woman when she missed or persuaded her lover to stay. It seemed that the parting was also this month, and a woman stood outside the sect to watch Xiao Cheng's back and sing repeatedly, and as he walked farther and farther, the choked singing became more and more blurred, until it was no longer audible. To this day, that's all he remembers.

Ye Tian naturally didn't know the source of this poem, but the lyrics were simple and easy to understand, he heard it clearly, and said secretly: He is also a person with a story.

I didn't expect this poem to be sung by a man indulgently, and it would have a special embarrassing taste. Su Linglong sighed: "I don't know what happened to the person who parted with him now, I hope that after he goes back, the peach blossom on his face will still be the same." ”

In the fight just now, Xiao Cheng's serious but unintentional performance made Ye Tian and the four of them feel good, if he made a mess today, he could make a good thing for him, it would be an unexpected joy.

"Hopefully. Gu Liuli stared at Ye Tian, thinking that if Ye Tian was not by his side, the words "only shadowing what kind of home" would be extremely appropriate to describe himself.

Ye Tian didn't know that Gu Liuli would be touched by others and himself, and when he saw Gu Liuli looking at him, he smiled softly at her.

Su Linglong swept away the enemies who were all in their hearts, and asked in a low voice, "Will they be angry with us?"

"Akari won't. With so many people watching, even if they have that heart, they don't have that guts, not to mention that the enemy gang is not monolithic. As for the private ......" Ye Tian paused and said sarcastically: "Could it be that they have thought about peaceful coexistence with us in private before?"