The man in black walked along the path, looking left and right, walking very slowly, as if he was remembering something, and as if he was guarding against something.

The path was not long, and when he passed through the promenade of the lakeside water pavilion, he appeared in Xiao Ziyang's sight.

Xiao Ziyang stared at him, carefully observing his every move, watching him slowly cross the path by the pool, and came to the tomb, he stood in front of the grave silently, took off the package behind his back, put it on the ground and opened it, inside was some incense, candles, and paper money.

He turned his back to Xiao Ziyang, knelt in front of the grave, lit the incense candle, and burned the paper money with the candle flame, muttering indistinctly.

Xiao Ziyang watched silently for a moment, and suddenly burst out of the window, like a huge night owl, silently sliding across the pond and landing behind him without making a sound.

The man's muttering stopped abruptly, he grabbed the hilt of the long sword beside him like lightning, and then leaned back sharply, and the long sword sheath stabbed towards Xiao Ziyang's chest.

While he was holding the hilt of the sword, Xiao Ziyang turned his hand and grasped the hilt of the knife on his shoulder, and the long knife came out of the sheath and slashed at the tip of the sword.

The swords clashed, the internal force stirred, and the scabbard shattered.

The man in black used the strength of the sword exchange to flip his body and face Xiao Ziyang. With a flick of his wrist, the sword light spread out like mercury, turning into a nine-point cold star, dividing Xiao Ziyang's face and nine big points on his chest.

Xiao Ziyang snorted lightly, raised his knife and slashed, the gold and iron resonated, and once again struck the tip of the sword.

One sword and nine outs, now in Xiao Ziyang's eyes, it is no longer a brilliant martial art.

The sword technique was broken, the man in black was not surprised, he put away his sword and stood upright, the footwork under his feet unfolded, and he swam around Xiao Ziyang, and at the same time, the sword light in his hand splashed again.

The long knife in Xiao Ziyang's hand unfolded, opened and closed, and it was still the Five Tigers Broken Door Knife Method, which turned decay into magic in his hands, like a clumsy and ingenious one, often a simple knife can break the opponent's sword light.

The more the man in black fought, the more frightened he became, how he didn't know the Five Tiger Broken Door Knife, the moves were still those moves, no, it was even simpler than the original Five Tiger Broken Door Knife, but the timing of each of this person's moves was simply wonderful, he could always find the weakest point in his moves, and then simply break it.

The opponent only defended and did not attack, and the man in black should have no pressure, but after five moves, he only felt that the long sword in his hand seemed to have become a thousand pounds, and in the sixth move, he had a thousand moves in his chest, but he didn't know which move to use for a while, and this hesitation, the long sword in his hand could no longer be pierced.

The man in black seemed to have been immobilized, and his long sword froze in the air. Fortunately, the opponent also retracted the sword momentum at this time and did not rush to attack.

After condensing for a moment, the man in black sighed gloomily, threw away the long sword in his hand, and smiled bitterly: "I didn't expect Fu Guogong to look up to me Song so much! ”

When Xiao Ziyang heard this, he showed a faint smile and said, "I'm not a lackey of the Duke of Fuguo. On the contrary, I and the old thief are enemies who share the sky. ”

The man in black was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then changed color and said, "Is Your Excellency playing with Song? If you weren't a subordinate of Fu Guogong, how could you be here?"

Xiao Ziyang said: "This is my home, I'm not here, how can I go there?"

Hearing this, the man in black took a step forward and carefully examined Xiao Ziyang's face, and suddenly there was an excited look on his face, "Are you......?" Are you Ziyang?...... You, you must be Ziyang, look at your face, it's like Shouqing poured out of the same mold......"

Saying that, the man in black gradually became excited, and he couldn't help but take two more steps forward, reaching out to touch Xiao Ziyang's face.

Xiao Ziyang took a step back slightly, and asked softly, "Who are you?"

The man in black looked at him with tears in his eyes, and said sadly: "I am your Uncle Song, after you were born, I am the fourth person to hold you! Ziyang, don't you know me?"

Looking at Xiao Ziyang's confused eyes, the man in black smiled bitterly and said, "I'm really confused, you just ran away from home with your father when you were just full moon, how can you remember me." ”

The man in black touched the tears on his face and asked, "Is your father okay?"

Xiao Ziyang said in a deep voice: "He died five years ago and was killed by the assassins sent by the old thief Su. ”

The man in black sighed and said softly: "The Auxiliary Guogong is vicious and unscrupulous, and your father refused to learn martial arts back then, alas...... Ziyang, you will follow Uncle Song in the future, I have also gathered some strength in the rivers and lakes over the years, and now that you have practiced this peerless martial arts, our uncle and nephew will join forces to help your father and grandfather avenge their revenge. ”

After listening to his words, Xiao Ziyang knelt down with a plop and said sadly: "...... When my father fled to Ganbei, he was depressed and never mentioned revenge again, but he didn't expect it...... I didn't expect you to keep thinking about my Xiao family's great hatred...... Please bow to Xiao Ziyang. ”

After saying that, Xiao Ziyang kowtowed.

The man in black looked at the back of Xiao Ziyang's head, a trace of fierceness flashed on his face, and his right hand was like a knife, as if he was going to attack Xiao Ziyang, who kowtowed to him and thanked him.

At this moment, a trace of fear suddenly flashed on his face, and after a little hesitation, Xiao Ziyang had already raised his head.

He hurriedly put on a smiling face, stretched out his hand to support Xiao Ziyang, and said: "I was greatly favored by your grandfather back then, and I was close friends with your father. It's just that Song is incompetent, and he has been running around all these years, but revenge is far away, alas!"

Xiao Ziyang stood up and asked, "After talking so much, I still don't know Uncle Song's name?"

The man in black smiled and said, "My surname is Song Nancheng, and I am a lieutenant under your grandfather, and your grandfather has the grace of knowing me." ”

Xiao Ziyang said again: "Captain, I don't know what my grandfather's identity was back then, how could he be against the old thief Su who leaned towards the government and the opposition?"

Song Nancheng couldn't help but be stunned when he heard this, and said curiously: "Didn't your father even tell you this?"

Xiao Ziyang sighed, "My father had long since given up hope of revenge, and he never mentioned the past of the Xiao family, and I didn't find something at home until after my parents were assassinated, and I deduced that the murderer behind their murder was the old thief of Su Dingbei." This old house of the Xiao family was also found by me based on some clues revealed in my father's daily life. Su Lao thief's power is leaning towards the government and the opposition, and his power is huge, and I don't dare to inquire about it in detail from the people in the town, but I only know that my grandfather was an official in the imperial court back then, alas...... I don't even know my grandfather's name!"