"Father think twice!" Qin Shi took a deep look and stood in front of his father, as if his father couldn't afford it if he didn't change his mind. However, Qin Xiao only waved his sleeves and said: "Heng'er, my uncle is in charge of this matter, if he Chu Tao doesn't hand over Leng Fengyi, or Changhe Yinqu, when I wait for the south, I will take this person's head and sacrifice the flag!"

"No!"

"Shi'er!" Qin Xiao scolded, "Don't blame your father for being ruthless!"

Chu Tao said coldly: "Thank you Qin Dashao for your kindness, but with the talent of the night owl and Mr. Zhang, the news at this moment should have spread all over the south coast, even if I go back, I will drown in the gossip." Qi Dashao, you don't have to get your hands dirty. What's more, Chu Mou has already been in a deep body, waiting to die of rotten wood, so that the rank is so concerned, it really exalts Chu. ”

"I want you to pay for your life in the end!" Qi Heng said angrily, "Don't be rampant, when you die, no one will save you!"

Chu Tao sighed and said bitterly: "Half a lifetime, the only dead word is the most worrying. Chu only hated his reputation for a lifetime, but now he is ruined and ruined, seeing that the two sides of the strait are fighting but cannot be stopped, and seeing that the villain is determined but is powerless to turn the tide. Rank, I don't regret dying, however, when one day, there is no Chu Tao in the world, the white-clothed holy envoy swept the martial arts with the viciousness of the pear flower sword, and at that time, he abandoned his personal grudges and drew his sword to fight for the martial arts. ”

In the deep voice, he was ready for life and death.

When Qin Shi heard this, he didn't realize that his eyes were wet, and he nodded and said: "Master Chu, you fought side by side that day, you blocked the sword for me, Qin Shi owes you a life, and let me pay it back in the future!"

Qin Xiao's face was already a blue-gray with anger. He would never understand why his son resolutely "turned his elbow outward" on the chessboard.

The atmosphere stiffened suddenly. Shen Yan flew into the courtyard for a long time, and shrank behind without saying a word, but he kept staring in the direction of Chu Tao, standing with a silver leaf gun, with a hint of sorrow, he suddenly wanted to speak at this moment, and finally stopped. I don't know how many people on the north shore will scold: Qin Shi, a fool, actually confronted his father in order to maintain a strong enemy. But the stubborn Qin Shi refused to give in, and seemed to identify Chu Tao as a friend of life and death. "Father, the white-clothed saint has not yet made the disaster over, and he must not be entangled in personal grievances and ignore justice!"

"Boy, you!" Qin Xiao raised his slap without hesitation.

But the hand raised high finally did not fall.

The long sky suddenly heard the leaf whistle ethereal, passing in the darkness.

A whimpering whistle with a poignant sadness. No one has ever heard this song, but it is a sad heart. Looking around, there is nothing but the dark night sky, except for the soaring eaves.

The Qin family immediately fell into uneasiness: Qin Xiao had ordered that anyone who could play this song with Ye Whistle would be killed.

Who? Who would have played the same tune as Jiang Shaoyun had back then?

The eaves corners, the light bells swaying in the wind, and the ups and downs of the song. In the desolate moonlight, a long black shadow stood in the wind. The silhouette of the slaughter is particularly sad.

"Jun and ......" Chu Tao silently called out in his heart, and the corners of his mouth raised a smile again. Suddenly, I remembered the joke, you are here, I can't die.

"Xie Junhe, traitor!" Li Luo recognized him, waved his hand, and raised his fingers, and the black of the blood ghosts came overwhelmingly.

However, the sound of the song suddenly stopped, and the blade of the remnant sword suddenly froze against the moonlight, and all the black shadows froze in place.

The dark and deep voice sneered: "Wipe the blindness of the sky, and blood will pay for it." This is a sentence on the lips of the white-clothed holy envoy. Jiang Shaoyun's guy is not useless, at least he is much stronger than the rice bucket standing here. ”