Hidden Blade Chapter 204: Abandon your wife and children

"What's the matter?" When Luo Mo's figure completely disappeared from everyone's eyes, Ye Hongjian couldn't help asking.

She heard something from Xu Han's last words, and she also had some guesses in her heart, but she was not sure, so she asked about it just now.

Xu Han turned his eyes and glanced at Ye Hongjian when he heard the words. He wanted to say something, but didn't know how to say it. Finally, he sighed and said: "The eventful autumn..."

Fang Ziyu listened to this conversation, and naturally she was very confused when she didn’t know her. She blinked and said, “Didn’t Luo Mo only give us three days? Should we go faster? Find a way to investigate this matter clearly?"

Who knew that Xu Han shook his head at that time and said, "No need?"

When these words were spoken, everyone was taken aback, and some people couldn't help but ask: "Why?"

Xu Han's gaze was swept over everyone at that time, and he looked at the group of sword-holders not far away, and finally retracted his gaze, and said softly: "It's not important anymore. ."

After saying this, he didn't give everyone time to digest, he turned his eyes to Nangong Zhuo, and asked: "Where is Nangong Jing?"

"Huh?" Nangong Zhuo was taken aback when he heard this. He turned his head and looked around, only to find that Nangong Jing was long gone. He wondered: "I'm still here just now, why is this missing?"

"It's okay." Xu Han said with a calm face: "You go find her, let her inform Xiao Yan to return to Henghuangcheng as quickly as possible..."

Speaking of this, Xu Han paused, and his tone became low at this moment. He continued: "If she still wants to keep Zhijian Pavilion."

All the people present are naturally first-class smart people. Hearing that their expressions have changed one after another, they probably woke up and wanted to come to this conversation between Xu Han and the newly promoted immortal. Not as pleasant as imagined, his departure was not a compromise, but to brew greater revenge, and such revenge is likely to bring the old opponent of the Chixiao Clan-Xie Minyu!

If this is the case, then it is indeed a catastrophe for Jianjian Pavilion.

Nangong Zhuo was taken aback for a moment, and he nodded and was about to turn around to look for Nan Gongjing.

"No need." But at this moment, Nan Gongjing's cold voice suddenly sounded from the night. Everyone followed the reputation, but saw Nangong Zhuozheng walking slowly in a blue veil dress, her face was covered with a layer of frost that was not in her tone.

"Pavilion Master Xiao is back." After she said so, her body slowly turned sideways, and the scene behind her appeared to everyone's eyes at that time.

So, the color of horror coincidentally filled the eyebrows of Xu Han and others at that time.

......

Great Zhou, Chang'an City.

The sky was getting dark and the night was deep, and the watchman had just sounded the gongs and drums of the third watch. In an inn, a man with white eyebrows and black hair suddenly opened his eyes.

From opening his eyes to getting up, he spent nothing but a moment.

Few people wake up so quickly from deep sleep, and make certain reactions so quickly.

And men obviously do not belong to this special group of people.

He just didn't fall asleep, even if he closed his eyes, his head never fell asleep.

He couldn't sleep, not because of anxiety or fear.

He closed his eyes, but he was counting silently in his heart, and the passing of every breath meant that he was one step closer to that matter. Just thinking of this makes him tremble all over, and his heart is hot. How can he fall asleep?

Since that year's rainy night, he was knocked down the cliff, and after luckily survived, he has been waiting for this moment to come.

He has never forgotten that vow, nor has he forgotten the two corpses hanging high outside Jishi Mansion.

His dormancy, his forbearance was never an escape, he just thought about what he had to do if he survived. So he followed Yuan Guilong and Mo Chenzi with a faceless face, and climbed the Yaqi Mountain. He wanted to figure out the root cause of the disaster in Linglong Pavilion. In the end he got the answer as he wished, but he was unable to change it.

And there is also some concern in his heart, so he spent some time to break his concern. This approach is somewhat selfish, but years of guilt eventually made him unable to suppress such thoughts, let alone die with peace of mind. After all, on the rainy night that was almost dead, in the moment of falling into the cliff and thinking that he was going to die, all these thoughts came out of his mind.

After finishing this, he returned to Chang'an as soon as possible to do what he didn't do during the rainy night that year.

The time has come now.

He got up from the bed and came to the corner of the room. There was a basin of clear water. He looked at the reflection in the water by the sparse starlight outside.

He smiled slightly, then stretched out his hand, moistened it with some water, combed his hair neatly, adjusted his clothes, and was about to turn away. But at that time he seemed to have thought of something suddenly, but he took the steps he had just taken, and he looked down at the face reflected in the copper basin, but his brows slowly wrinkled.

He pondered for a long time, seemed to be dissatisfied with something, and seemed to be looking for some important omissions.

Suddenly his hand stretched out again, and some water was stained in the basin, and then he put his fingertips on his eyebrows and stroked it lightly. At this time, the man with white eyebrows and black hair had just Stretched his brows and smiled--before, there was some invisible dust on his two eye-catching eyebrows.

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Such perfection is perfect in any sense, and the man did not feel that his actions were improper.

After all this, he was finally satisfied.

So he turned around again and took his own steps.

......

Outside the inn, the summer night breeze lifted up the dust scattered on the street.

When the man came there, under the shadow of his five fingers, a figure dressed in a purple robe and carrying a scarlet long sword suddenly walked out.

He looked at the man up and down, and said in a deep voice: "You are sixteen breaths late."

Faced with such accusations, the man shrugged, and replied in a serious manner: "Some things have been delayed."

"Hmm." The purple figure nodded, and did not ask more: "Take it."

"Okay." The man also nodded.

So it was convenient for the two figures to walk side by side on the deserted streets of Chang'an City at that time.

The summer night breeze is a bit stronger, and the stars in the sky are obscured by dark clouds, and the darkness covers the two of them.

"You said..."

"Huh?"

"If I were to die, what would Xiao Xu think of me when I grew up?"

"What do you want him to think of you?"

"A gentleman who sacrifices himself for others, a saint who saves the world and the people, and a great sage who supports the building in the future, everything is good, shouldn't you be a hero?"

"Hehe..."

"What is the palm teacher laughing at?" The purple-robed youth suddenly stopped and asked inexplicably.

"You think too much."

"In fact, in the eyes of children, you will only be an incompetent father."

The man with white eyebrows and black hair said that there was a sudden pause, and then, in the tone of someone who came by, said with certainty: "Or...it's a **** who abandons his wife and children..."