Hidden Blade Chapter 128: Beginning

Tomorrow is the start of the Dao Conference.

　　 This can be described as the most eye-catching thing in the world in the past ten years. At this time, countless bright or dark eyes all set their sights on this mountain gate.

　　Naturally, the disciples of Linglong Pavilion didn't dare to take time off, and on the last day they were nervously preparing for the tomorrow's discussion meeting. Even in the middle of the night, this rush has never been reduced by half.

　　The small courtyard on the mountainside of Zhongju Peak, in such a busy state, is so quiet that it is incompatible with it.

　　 "Brother Song embraced the beauty today, Xu Mou uses tea instead of wine and toasts you a cup." In the courtyard, Xu Han raised the tea cup in his hand and said loudly to the young man in the large purple robe.

　　 "Brother Xu is not going to make fun of Song." Song Yueming smiled bitterly and shook his head.

　　 "What? Brother Song doesn't like that girl Xia Zichuan? I heard that she is one of the best beauty in Jizhou." Xu Han asked with a smile.

　　"But it's the same duckweed in the world, so Song just tried his best."

　　 Xu Han was taken aback when he heard the words. He probably guessed the whole story. He put down the tea cup in his hand and said nothing more.

　　"Tomorrow is the Daoist Conference, how is Brother Xu preparing?" Song Yueming seemed a little disliked with the atmosphere in the courtyard at this moment, and he broke the silence that had just arisen between the two.

　　 "How is Brother Song prepared?" Xu Han asked instead without answering.

　　 Song Yueming was taken aback at that time, and then looked at Xu Han.

　　 The two looked at each other and smiled, and finally stopped entanglement in this matter.

　　 Song Yueming has Song Yueming's plan, Xu Han has Xu Han's plan, and the two have a tacit understanding of putting away each other's thoughts and thoughts.

　　There is no him, just because such a plan is ultimately too cruel for both of them.

　　 "Brother Song really doesn't leave with Xu?" Xu Han couldn't help asking this question after being silent for a while.

　　 The purple-robed boy smiled when he heard the words, "Brother Xu has a place for Brother Xu, and Song has his way home. Linglong Pavilion has nurtured me for more than ten years. This kindness, Song has to report after all." /

　　 Xu Han has argued with him several times. He knows that although this young man is careless, he still has his own attachment in his heart.

　　 Therefore, after Xu Han watched Song Yueming for a few breaths, he still put away the idea of ​​persuading again.

　　 Seeing Xu Han's silence, the smile on Song Yueming's face increased again.

　　 "Farewell today, I'm afraid I won't have the opportunity to sit down with Brother Xu again. Tonight is a beautiful scene, but it's a pity that there is no wine to accompany you." He sighed like this at that time.

　　 "Brother Song wants to drink, how can he be without alcohol?" Xu Han smiled and shouted towards the back room. "Brother Chu, how about a little bit of your private wine?"

　　As soon as he said this, the door of the house there opened, and Chu Qiuli with a reluctant expression came out holding a wine jar.

　　 "Save a little drink, I will just order the wine." Chu Qiuli muttered.

　　 Xu Han didn't care about this, he took off the seal from the wine jar and filled himself and Song Yueming with a bowl.

　　 then the two toasted and drank them all.

　　Neither are actually good drinkers, and the wine that Chu Qiuli, an alcoholic, hides is a very strong alcoholic thing. After eating this bowl, the two felt as if they were roasting in their abdomen, their tongues were dry, but their hearts were inexplicably refreshing.

　　 At that time, the night was dark, and the moon was as bright as a wash.

　　 The two in the courtyard looked at each other and smiled, and then they continued to drink several bowls of wine until the wine jar bottomed out. Chu Qiuli, who was seen to the side, was heartbroken, as if he had been robbed of his little wife. "Being able to get acquainted with Brother Xu is indeed a great thing in Song's life, but there is a difference between Jun Qianyan and Jun Qianyan." Song Yueming stood up and said sternly towards Xu Han. "Song, I'm leaving."

　　 "Take care." Xu Han also knew the time had come, he stood up and said in a deep voice.

　　 Song Yueming nodded, then turned and left.

　　 Xu Han looked at the boy who was about to leave the courtyard, and suddenly called: "Brother Song!"

　　 Song Yueming stopped when he heard the words, and turned to look at Xu Han suspiciously.

　　"Since Brother Song wants to help the girl, he can only do it if he can live a good life. He is entrusted by others to give up halfway. It is not a gentleman..."

　　 Xu Han was interrupted by Song Yueming before he finished speaking.

　　 "Tomorrow Moon Lake Cave will marry her to me in front of everyone. He Yuehu Cave is also a famous sect. I think that the girl will have to guard Song Mou's tomb for a year and a half." Juvenile Exhibition Yan Yi smiled, saying so.

　　 After saying this, he turned around again and left the courtyard without looking back.

　　 only Xu Han stood there blankly.

　　 Song Yueming...

　　 He was chanting this name, and his heart was full of miscellaneous flavors.

　　......

　　 Early in the morning of the second day, Xu Han was awakened from the bed by Chu Qiuli's voice as loud as a landslide.

　　 "What's the matter?" He opened the door with sleepy eyes, and looked at the surprised middle-aged man outside the room, and asked.

　　 "The disciple of the sword-holding hall outside the house withdrew." Chu Qiuli said like this.

　　 "Oh." Xu Han replied indifferently, and then closed the door.

　　 "Xiaohan..." Chu Qiuli's words were also swallowed back because of this.

　　After a few moments of breath, Chu Qiuli at the door scratched his cheeks, thinking about whether to break in, and then the door opened again. And Xu Han, who had changed into a neat gown, also walked out of the room at that time.

　　 Xuan'er outside the house happily jumped on Xu Han’s shoulders, Xu Han touched his head, picked up the towel hung behind the door, filled a basin of water with a copper basin, and walked to the corner of the yard. Next, squatted down and slowly began to wash.

　　 Chu Qiuli, who looked so calm and unhurried, was anxious.

　　"Xiaohan, this is a great opportunity, don't we take advantage of this time to leave Linglong Pavilion soon?" He was also a person who couldn't hold things back, and he was surrounded by Xu Han at that time. Asked.

　　 "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh) Xu Han raised his head and opened his mouth.

　　 Then he hooked his head, spit it out, and wiped the water stains on his mouth with a towel, before turning his head to look aside Chu Qiuli.

　　"Leave? Why do you want to leave?" He asked puzzledly.

　　 "You asked me to contact those old ministries, isn't it just to leave Linglong Pavilion?" Seeing his inexplicable appearance, Chu Qiuli suddenly became more anxious in his heart.

　　 "That's not now." Xu Han stood up, dipped a towel in clean water, and wiped his face.

　　 "When is that?"

　　 Snap!

　　 After washing up, Xu Han threw the towel into the basin.

　　 He smiled.

　　"When you find all the people you should find."

　　......

　　The so-called Dao Contest, to a certain extent, can be regarded as a contest. Each faction sent its own young disciples to compete in the arena competition, and finally elected a leader.

　　 Then, the representatives of the sects gathered together to discuss some major issues. Of course, this was the highlight of the Dao Conference, and only the Linglong Pavilion, the first sect of the Great Zhou Dynasty, was qualified to initiate such an event. Grand event.

　　Of course, the strength of the young disciple’s cultivation will determine the destiny of a sect for decades to a certain extent. Therefore, the various sects of this kind of comparison are extremely important, but this year Linglong Pavilion Chen Xuanji's first disciple returned to the country of Chen, Fang Ziyu was angry again, but Linglong Pavilion, the first sect, did not have a decent disciple to play.

　　 And the other big sects also had all sorts of thoughtless thoughts about this matter, they just sent extremely disciples to deal with the matter at will.

　　 So when Xu Han left to the martial arts field with Chu Qiu with a very reluctant look, all he saw were some second-rate or even third-rate disciples who beat you to death there.

　　 Although the quality of Bidou is far inferior to that of previous years, people who watch the excitement, whether it is the disciple of the sect, or the various sects that have come from afar, are not less than in previous years, and the performance of this martial arts platform is surrounded by three. There are three outer layers, which can be described as impenetrable.

　　 Xu Han didn't care about it, so he found a spot at will, watching from a distance, it was pass the time.

　　 And just then, there was a commotion among the distant crowd.

　　 Xu Han followed the prestige, but saw several young men in Jinyi, leading hundreds of men in black armor, like a dark cloud, walking towards this place swaggeringly.

　　 Xu Han's eyes condensed, and a familiar figure was suddenly found among the young man in Jinyi.

　　 is the young man Lin, who was badly injured by him a few days ago, Lin Kai.

　　 Xu Han frowned. He calculated very clearly at the time. It stands to reason that although Lin Kai’s injury is not too serious, at least he can’t get out of bed for a few days. It didn't seem to be any sickness, but Xu Han was a little surprised.

　　 And at this moment Xu Han saw the other party, and the other party naturally saw him.

　　 I saw that Lin Kai looked at him with a flattering face, a black-clothed boy who was obviously the leader of the Jinyi boys, bowed his head and closed his ears and said something, and his gaze turned to Xu Han from time to time.

　　 The handsome boy in black nodded slightly when he heard the words, so the soldier behind him jumped out, broke through the crowd, and opened a road between him and Xu Han.

　　The people on the field probably recognized the identity of this group of soldiers, so naturally they didn't dare to say much, they could only look at the scene here from a distance, and point their fingers.

　　The group of young men in Jinyi, headed by the black man, also swaggered to Xu Han's. Their expressions were arrogant, with a lot of disdain and mockery, and that one had suffered a lot in Xu Han's hands. Lin Kai's face was even more gloomy, with a smirk in his eyes.

　　"Your Excellency is Xu Han?" The black-clothed man in the lead looked at Xu Han, squinted his eyes, and asked in a deep voice.

　　 Xu Han knew that he was a bad person, so he simply ignored him. Instead, he watched the two happily fighting in the ring, and didn't seem to hear the black-clothed boy's question.

　　 Seeing this, the black-clothed man suddenly became cold in his squinted eyes, but before he broke out, the Lin Kai behind him took a step forward, pointed at Xu Han and cursed: "Boy, you Didn’t you hear Master Zhu ask you something?"

　　 At this time, Xu Han just turned his head as if he had just awakened from a dream, but his gaze crossed the people and fell on the yelling Lin Kai.

　　 He suddenly opened his eyebrows and smiled, and asked very familiarly.

　　 "Mr Lin, is your injury better?"