The eighty-sixth memory of the passing Xu Wenqing finally decided, the two stayed in the inn to rest for a day, and the next day Xu Wenqing found a more comfortable single frame, and carried Lu Jingrou north. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Xu Wenqing walked all the way, he had abundant internal strength, even if he carried Lu Jingrou on his back, he didn't feel how hard to work, and in order to take better care of Lu Jingrou, he stopped and walked, and after a few days, Xu Wenqing could bear it.

A few days later, Lu Jingrou felt that it was too eye-catching to be carried on her back like this, and most of her injuries were healed, so she came to a more prosperous town and bought a carriage, and Xu Wenqing drove her north.

Along the way, Xu Wenqing was often worried about whether there would be an opponent secretly ambushing, and he had been vigilant, but he had not suffered any ambushes all the way north, and he was secretly glad in his heart, even if his martial arts had increased greatly, he was not willing to fight with life and death, and it was best to be able to send Lu Jingrou back to Qiushui Villa safe and sound all the way.

Finally at dusk on August 13, Xu Wenqing sent Lu Jingrou to the gate of Qiushui Villa, and several guards were naturally overjoyed when they saw the second lady who had not been seen for many days come back, and some people immediately entered the village to tell several owners.

Even though the affairs were busy, Lu Zhiyan still greeted him in person, and when he sent Xu Wenqing to escort his daughter to deliver the hero's post, he vaguely felt that it was not very appropriate, but he was so busy with the matter of Shuangling's sword that he didn't think about it.

More than a month later, Lu Jinglan came back, and she was still apprehensive because of the incident in the wolf's tooth village last time, so she brought a large number of people to deliver the post, but there was no bloodshed on the way.

The days passed, and Lu Jingrou never came back, Lu Zhiyan became more and more worried in his heart, estimating that the days were almost over, why he never saw his daughter, he was such a daughter, if you don't worry about who will believe it.

He wanted to send people to pick up Lu Jingrou, but at this time, the villa was in an eventful autumn, and he couldn't send any manpower at all.

At this time, he regretted it, even if Xu Bo strongly recommended Xu Wenqing, but after all, he was a person of unknown origin, how could what he said be taken seriously, I really suspected that he did not lose his memory, but deliberately infiltrated Qiushui Villa to plot misdeeds.

If it weren't for the fact that Qiushui Villa was at a critical juncture at this time, in order to stabilize the situation, he had to sit in Qiushui Villa, otherwise he would have personally gone out of the village to find Lu Jingrou, if Lu Jingrou had any mistakes, he would have to cut Xu Wenqing with a thousand knives.

Now that he saw Xu Wenqing and Lu Jingrou sent him back safely, he was overjoyed, and his previous misunderstanding of Xu Wenqing disappeared, and he personally brought them to the villa and came to the study, and asked what happened during this time.

Lu Jingrou couldn't help but cry when she talked about Lei'er's death, and Lu Zhiyan also sighed, Lei'er was loyal to the Lord and died a tragic death, and she would definitely personally welcome Lei'er's bones back for burial in the future.

When he was about to continue asking, Lu Huaien sent someone to him to discuss the matter, Lu Zhiyan was helpless, he had never slept a peaceful sleep these days, and now his daughter, who had not seen him for many days, could not talk about the old days when she came back, but he also knew the situation of Qiushui Villa at this time, so he asked Lu Jingrou and Xu Wenqing to go down to rest first, and talk about other things later.

Out of the study all the way to his room, I met a lot of people in the villa on the way, all of them were in a hurry, coming and going in a hurry, with a solemn expression, and occasionally one or two people took a sentence or two with Xu Wenqing, and they also left in a hurry.

Xu Wenqing felt the depressed and dignified atmosphere, as if everyone had something to do, and finally he returned to his room, pushed open the door, everything was still the same, there seemed to be no major changes, but at this time Zhang Chang was not in the house, but it looked cold.

He walked slowly to the table, stretched out his hand, his fingers were covered with dust, and he couldn't help but shake his head and chuckle, two big men lived in the same room, no woman was in charge of the house, and it was fortunate that only a thin layer of dust was left on the table.

Recalling the big trouble in Yuexiangyuan that day, the two of them worked together to fight that happily, but unfortunately they couldn't escape after that, and they were escorted back to the villa, and then he followed Lu Jingrou to send the hero post, and he didn't come back until now, and I don't know if Zhang Changzai was punished, but now Qiushui Villa is the time to use people, and it is estimated that even if it is punished, it will not be heavy.

Xu Wenqing came to his bed, grabbed the futon and shook the sheets hard, patted the dust, there was no dust, to say that there was no thick layer of dust in the past two months, it is impossible to say, but this dust is less than the dust on the table, if no one helps him get the futon, he will not believe it.

But who will come to his room to help him tidy up the quilt, except for Zhang Changzai, who lives in the same room with him and is rude.

He escorted Lu Jingrou back to the villa, all the way over, worried, sleepless at night, at this time saw his own bed, a stone hanging on his heart finally fell, suddenly felt that his eyelids were very heavy, the whole person was extremely sleepy, and he didn't freshen up, just took off his shoes and socks, and fell asleep.

The next day, the sunlight shone into the house through the thin window paper, but Xu Wenqing was still asleep, as if someone was shouting his name in his sleep, looking nervous, he didn't know what was going on, but from his tone, he could feel that things didn't seem to be so simple.

He wanted to respond to the other party, but he couldn't open his mouth anyway, his heart was cold, and he woke up, and he couldn't help but sigh, it was just a dream.

"Bang, bang, bang. ”

"Xu Wenqing, Xu Wenqing......"

Xu Wenqing was stunned, it turned out that he was not dreaming, but someone was really calling him, and his voice was urgent, as if he had something important to find him.

"Who?" Xu Wenqing asked immediately.

"What are you doing? Don't open the door yet!" a voice came from outside.

"It's coming. Xu Wenqing lifted the quilt, thinking that the other party was really in a hurry, so he didn't put on his coat and went to see the door, the person who came was a man who was slightly older than him, dressed like him, and was also the guard of Qiushui Villa.

He saw Xu Wenqing's sleepy eyes, so he said, "Why are you still sleeping!"

Xu Wenqing looked up at the sky, his eyes tingled, and he couldn't help but say, "I'm sorry, I overslept for a while." ”

"Alright, alright, the villa is very busy now, several leaders are looking for you in the back mountain, you wash up and see if there is anything you can do to help." The man said.

"Yes, I'll do it. ”

Hearing this, Xu Wenqing hurriedly washed up, and before leaving, he glanced at Zhang Chang's shop, and saw that the quilt had never been passive since last night, and his heart was slightly shocked, Brother Zhang has not come back yet, what happened, or that he didn't have time to come back to sleep for a while, and he no longer hesitated to follow this man to the back mountain.

On the way, Xu Wenqing listened to this man say some things about coming to the villa today, the martial arts people attach great importance to the sword inserted in the stone wall in the back mountain, and before the day of the hero conference, the rivers and lakes have already started a fight, and even several waves of people and horses have clashed in Qiushui Villa, I am afraid that when the time comes, it will inevitably be a bloody storm and storm that swept Qiushui Villa, the old owner has made the worst plan for this hero conference, but I also hope that the people of the villa will be able to protect Qiushui Villa with all their might.

Xu Wenqing nodded silently, his stepfather has lived here for decades, guarded here for decades, there are too many of his reluctances here, and he will do his best to keep every flower and tree of Qiushui Villa for his stepfather.

He came to the back mountain, where people come and go, listen to the previous man said, before this is the forbidden place of Qiushui Villa, except for the old owner of the village really no one has come, two months ago people from all walks of life in the martial arts sneaked into the back mountain, confirmed that Qiushui Villa has the sword of Xiaoting who broke into the famous Xiaoting on the rivers and lakes that year, it was boiling, I don't know how many people in the world covet this long sword, want to take it for themselves.

The old owner had to set up heavy troops here now to prevent anyone from stealing the sword, and if the sword was taken away before the Heroes Conference, Qiushui Villa would not be able to explain it to the people on the rivers and lakes.

A ring was built in Houshan at this time, and the ring was almost completed, but there was some waste wood left to be removed, so Xu Wenqing helped and moved the wood together.

During this period, he saw Zhang Changzai, he was discussing things with others, Xu Wenqing didn't want to go up to disturb him, and he was relieved to see that he was safe and sound, so he continued to move the wood.

Suddenly, I was stunned, and looked in one direction, on the smooth mountain wall, a big stone protruded, and a sword hilt on the stone was quietly erected there, and this ring was built in front of the sword hilt, presumably this is the sword that everyone on the rivers and lakes wants to get these days, and under curiosity, I can't help but take a few steps forward, wanting to see the true face of the sword.

It's just that the blade of this sword is completely inserted, and only the hilt is exposed, and the true appearance can't be seen clearly, but from the hilt of the sword, it can receive an inexplicable power, as if the sword has an autonomous spirituality, and there is a supreme domineering aura, which makes all beings breathless.

Xu Wenqing couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "What a peerless sword, if you can hold it in your hand, who in the world will compete, but unfortunately even the old owner has not been able to pull it out for many years, don't say that we are unknown juniors." ”

Having said that, for some reason, Xu Wenqing always felt that he had an inexplicable and constant traction with this sword, and he couldn't help but look at the sword on the stone wall and was stunned.

"Be careful. A loud shout came.

Xu Wenqing was stunned and motionless.

"Xu Wenqing. Another shout.

Xu Wenqing finally came back to his senses, and when he looked back, everyone looked at him, he was suddenly startled, a large black shadow was coming towards him, and when he looked up, several abandoned big logs were falling towards him, and if he was hit, his head would definitely bloom.

Xu Wenqing subconsciously wanted to retreat, but when he reacted, it was already too slow, and several big logs were already approaching, and he was about to hit Xu Wenqing in an instant.

In a critical situation, Xu Wenqing put out his palms together, and the internal force of his whole body exerted himself, and he actually shook several large logs open and broken.

Everyone couldn't help but be stunned, what kind of skill this was, if these big logs fell on them, they wouldn't have the certainty to shake these logs open.

However, a piece of wood chips that were broken by Xu Wenqing were thrown into the air and were falling towards his head, and everyone was surprised, but they didn't notice these wood chips.

"Bang ......" This piece of wood smashed right on the back of Xu Wenqing's head.

One of the people is the weakest in the head, Xu Wenqing has never practiced the head much, at this time he was hit by this sawdust, he couldn't help but spin, squatting down with his head in his arms, enduring the pain, but there were many pictures in his mind at this time, all of which were those before the amnesia.

These pictures are bitter and sweet, sad and joyful, a man wearing a mask leans on a sword and looks at the end of the world alone, his heart is extremely desolate, and a beautiful woman behind him is silently accompanied, only willing to wait for the indifferent man to turn around, and respond to it, but it's a pity......