Hidden Blade Chapter 243: Change the world

"Mu Yushan!" Ye Hongjian stared fiercely at the old man in green shirt, her brows surging with anger.

She frowned and sensed the surrounding situation, and soon realized that the barrier that suddenly wrapped her was unable to break free. The only way to break the barrier was to defeat her. Old man.

"Why have you started to call him by name now?" The old man in Qingshan asked with a smile.

"The calculations from Linglong Pavilion all the way, you have forced him to this point, isn't that enough?" Ye Hongjian didn't have the thought of talking and laughing with the old man, she said again with a calm face.

The old man seemed to be very interested in Ye Hongjian's attitude at the moment. He raised his eyebrows and asked in surprise: "Isn't this all for the sake of common people? Why don't you agree with this principle now?"

Ye Hongjian shook his head: "I have never changed, you changed."

After saying this, Ye Hongjian seemed to have lost the interest to talk to the old man again, the sword intent and true essence all over her rushed out, and the phantom of a phoenix divine bird also appeared at that time.

"Do you want to do it?" A smile suddenly appeared on the old man's face, and vines emerged from behind him like a poisonous snake, looking at Ye Hongjian with teeth and claws. The old man asked again: "Do you think you can be my opponent?"

"Is it an opponent? I'll know after fighting!" Ye Hongjian's eyes were cold and sharp, and his body was convenient to fly out suddenly, wrapped in the sword intent and the huge phantom Phoenix bird, straight Killed the old man straight.

When the old man saw this, he shook his head for a while: "Although you marry a chicken and a dog, you marry a dog as a dog, but your child is too much like him."

After that, the old man's hand suddenly stretched out, and the vines behind him suddenly flocked to that Ye Hongjian.

Although Ye Hongjian used her Phoenix Spirit to burn the vines in time, the aggressive offensive was inevitably stagnated. The master saw this opportunity and two vines flew out again, lashing fiercely. On Ye Hongjian's body, unprepared, Ye Hongjian fell to the ground in embarrassment.

"This indomitable momentum is certainly commendable, but it is important to know that the swordsmanship in this world is the same, or any practice is like this. There is never an absolute, only one is free."

"That kid was born out of a rash, and he had to do his best to survive. Every step he took was either life or death, so he never left any room for himself. This is his temperament and his Tao."

"But you are different, your mind is delicate, and you have to consider how things happen. This indomitable move may be a bit of essence with your cleverness, but it is difficult to make it to the road after all."

"So, you can't kill me like this, change the way."

The old man said here, he stopped his offensive, and looked at Ye Hongjian with a deep smile.

The expression on his face is soothing, like that liger playing with its prey.

Ye Hongjian gritted his teeth, raised the sword in his hand again, and slaughtered the old man again.

"Grandpa, what are you?" Su Muan's eyes widened and looked at the old white-bearded man with a long knife and smiling face in front of him.

The white-bearded old man didn't seem to hear Su Mu'an. He kept looking at Su Mu'an, the smile in his eyes was better than a breath. He couldn't help murmured: "Look at my grandson, he's all this big, ah, this arm is an arm, and a leg is a leg. It's beautiful and tight. It belongs to my Su family!" /

Su Mu'an was a little embarrassed under the old man’s almost spoiled praise. He blushed his cheeks, but he seemed to remember something suddenly. His body was agitated, his face straightened, and he looked at the old man vigilantly: "But Grandpa is not Already"

Speaking of this, the little guy paused again, seeming to be taboo of certain words, not knowing how to express it.

"Already dead?" The old man saw through Su Muan's mind, and he spoke very calmly what Su Muan didn't dare to say.

"No, no." Su Mu'an waved her hands again and again, "I said how could such a powerful swordsman as grandpa die, it must be my father who is lying to me."

"Awesome shit!" But the old Baixu who heard this said loudly with great dissatisfaction, "From our Su family to this world, that is his mother's generation inferior to the generation, especially yours. Dad, speaking of it, I can’t wait to stuff him back into his mother’s belly. Fortunately, he left a seed for my Lao Su’s family."

Speaking, the old man looked at Su Mu'an again, the anger on his face disappeared at that moment, and he changed into a look of kind eyebrows at an incredible speed.

Su Muan was a little uncomfortable with the old man's doting gaze, he quickly changed the subject and asked: "Then since grandpa is not dead, where has he been all these years?"

The old man's eyes sank when he heard the words. He didn't seem to be willing to communicate with Su Mu'ando on this topic. He coughed and moved away from the topic extremely stiffly: "Forget it, don't talk about it, your dad. Why didn’t that little **** come with you? Has he cultivated to Wonderland?"

I don’t know if this topic is too heavy for Su Mu’an. He didn’t care about the old man’s blunt topic shift, instead he said with a lonely face: "Dad is dead"

"Dead?" The old man's body shook suddenly, as if severely wounded, his face turned pale in an instant. "How could he die? Who killed him? Did you mention your father's revenge?"

The old man's eager attitude and the series of questions made Su Mu'an a little bit stunned. He didn't know how to respond for a while, and only after a long pause did he say: "I am not good at cultivation level, and there is no time to avenge my father. But. Since Grandpa is back, we can"

"Bastard!" But this was not finished yet, the old man who had been at the extreme of Su Mu'an and Yan Yue from the beginning shouted angrily. "The man in my Su family relies on the knife in his hand for revenge, revenge, and gratitude. There has always been only the son to avenge his father and the rule of Tuxue humiliation. There is no reason for the son to come forward."

Speaking of this, the old man squatted down and firmly grasped Su Mu'an by the shoulders, looked at Su Mu'an with a calm brow, and said every word: "You have to remember these words!"

Su Muan actually didn't quite understand the logic in this sentence, but out of instinctive trust in his grandfather, he nodded and said: "Mu An took it down."

"Well, that's fine." The old man nodded in satisfaction, then stood up. "There is not much time, come on, let grandpa see how much you have learned in my Su family's knife skills."

Su Mu'an is all about learning the best sword technique and being a swordsman as powerful as his ancestor, but he doesn’t think this is a good time to preach and receive karma, so he opens his mouth. What to say. But at this moment, the old man with white beard's sharp blade has already whizzed in

In the same dark enchantment, Chu Qiuli, who was also dumbfounded, looked at the old man in front of him blankly.

He was dressed in black, his appearance was too gloomy in the enchantment to be real, but the outline of the old man’s face and the smell of wine mixed with the smell of wine from him, Chu Qiuli Determined not to admit mistakes.

Chu Qiuli's brain is still in a certain state of crashing, and he hasn't recovered for a long while.

But the old man in black suddenly stretched out his hand, pointed at Xiao Nineteen in Chu Qiuli's arms, and said with joy: "Is this the child of you and Tsing Yi? Are they both so old?" Come let me see my grandson."

"Huh?" Chu Qiuli, who heard these words, finally reacted. He waved his hands and was about to explain these things, but these words were still in the future. The nineteenth person in his arms seemed to be affected. With a strange shame, he jumped out of Chu Qiuli’s embrace, then pierced his waist, pointed the old man’s nose, and yelled: "Bah! You are an old man, and you don’t want to take a look at this guy’s length. What the hell, how can I have the ability to give birth to a beautiful and beautiful girl like me? It's cheap if I want to be with my aunt and grandma, no way!"

The words of this series of shells came out of Nineteen's mouth, and Chu Qiuli's expression suddenly changed, and the old man in black was even more stunned. After a long pause, his expression became natural.

"This little girl, well, has a personality, I like it, is a good successor to my Sacred Gate?" The old man in black said haha, seeming to want to alleviate the embarrassing atmosphere.

But unfortunately, Xiao Nineteen never cared about the feelings of others~ IndoMTL.com~ She blinked: "What is the Sacred Gate?"

"Don't you know? We are the Sacred Gate?"

"You?" Xiao Nineteen's eyes blinked more and more frequently, and then she sneered, and said very old-fashionedly: "Just do you want to accept grandma as a disciple? Dream right?"

The old man in black suddenly changed his face, and could no longer maintain his self-righteous appearance. He jumped to the point of Xiao Nineteen and cursed: "Well, you little baby who doesn't know what is good or bad. , You know I’m stealing the holy gate"

"Slightly." Xiao Nineteen stuck his tongue out, very disdainful: "I have never heard of any thief. This lady wants to be the number one big person in the world. She wants to accept me as a disciple, but there is no one. !"

The Dao in black was so popular that his beard was raised, his eyes widened and he rolled up his sleeves: "I have stolen the holy gate for thousands of years"

Seeing that the old and the young are going to be in a quarrel, Chu Qiu is at a loss. He wants to ask the questions in his mind, but finds that he can't get involved in the quarrel between the old and the young. Medium

As the only Fangziyu who has not been drawn into that kind of enchantment, she stared at the Mengliang with wide eyes. She was very happy to see Mengliang again, and even for this, her heart also appeared. There are certain emotions that she can't explain, but the situation at the moment prevents her from studying the reasons for such emotions.

She asked in confusion: "Are you in a group with them?"

Mengliang looked at Fang Ziyu with a complicated expression, but in the end he nodded heavily and said: "Yeah."

"What are they going to do to Xiaohan?" Fang Ziyu asked.

Meng Liang frowned and looked at the black robe figures surrounding the youth group, a complex color suddenly poured out in his eyes, and a low voice came out from his mouth.

He said.

"Change the world."

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