Hidden Blade Chapter 63: The so-called gentleman is nothing more than this.

"This is Xia Zichuanxia girl?" Sitting at the stone table, Xu Han hesitated to look at the woman in Qingyi next to the boy in purple robe, and asked.

"Well, it's my wife now." Song Yueming responded with a smile.

Hearing this, Ye Hongjian and Xu Han were both taken aback. They looked at each other, and there were different colors in their eyes.

They had heard of the marriage contract between the two at the discussion meeting that day, but they didn't want to get married so soon.

"Brother Xu and Senior Sister must hurry up." Seeing the different colors on their faces, Song Yueming teased with a smile.

At the moment, Ye Hongjian gave Xu Han a blank look. Earlier, she took Xu Han to his home for the engagement, but because of the delay, she never mentioned it again. At this moment, Song Yueming's remarks naturally made her Ye Hongjian remembered this.

Xu Han smiled and was about to say something.

"Zichuan, there is a library in Tiance Mansion that is comparable to Linglong Library. Would you like to see it?" Song Yueming asked the woman next to her at that time.

"Yeah." Xia Zichuan nodded very obediently.

Song Yueming smiled and looked at Ye Hongjian: "Sister Laofan took Zichuan a trip."

Ye Hongjian's thoughts were exquisite and naturally she could see that Song Yueming wanted to move her away, and she did not puncture her, she nodded towards him, and said: "Follow me."

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When the two girls walked away, Xu Han looked at Song Yueming and carefully looked at the young man who hadn't seen him for several months.

His appearance has naturally not changed, but his eyebrows are more calm and gloomy, and less tender than before.

Xu Han was once worried that Song Yueming's **** would suffer a lot in future encounters, but now Song Yueming lacks that spirit, Xu Han is inexplicably unhappy. Compared to the deacon of the sword hall in the deep city in front of him, Xu Han still prefers the boy with thick eyebrows and big eyes who would rather bend.

"Brother Xu is doing well these days?" Song Yueming felt Xu Han's gaze, but didn't care about it. He looked at Xu Han, with inexplicable brilliance in his eyes, and asked like this.

Xu Han's answer is too simple: "It's OK."

Song Yueming asked again: "Brother Xu knows the meaning of Master's trip?"

Xu Han frowned. He didn't like being tempted, especially by people he believed to be trustworthy.

So, this time he didn't answer Song Yueming, but looked straight at him.

Song Yueming seems to be aware of this, and he laughed self-deprecatingly: "I have been in the sect for a long time, and I am used to it. Brother Xu must not see outside."

Xu Han suddenly lost the interest in continuing to chat with Song Yueming, his eyes sank and asked: "So, what is the point of Brother Song coming to my Tiance Mansion?"

"The deceased hasn't seen for a long time, and I miss it very much, so I just missed it for a while."

"That's it?" Xu Han asked.

"Of course not only." Song Yueming pondered for a while, then smiled: "I have one more thing to ask."

"What's the matter?"

Song Yueming asked in a deep voice: "That Xingtian Sword is in Brother Xu's hands?"

Xu Han's face also sank at that time, and asked, "So what if you are, what if you are not?"

"Brother Xu is better to hand it over, it's about Da Zhou..."

Song Yueming was interrupted by Xu Han because she had finished her words.

"How about not paying?"

Xu Han said so, but his eyes sharpened at that time, like a sharp sharpened blade, sharp and stinging.

However, Song Yueming seemed to have no feeling for Xu Han's gaze. He calmly responded: "I'm afraid of worrying about my life."

"Really? Does this worry about life come from Brother Song, or the Lord Sikong?"

"Is there a difference?" Song Yueming asked rhetorically.

The gaze in Xu Han's eyes became more fierce at that time, "Brother Yu Song may not be different, but Xu Xu is quite different."

Song Yueming fell silent after hearing this, and only sighed after a long while: "Brother Xu, people can change."

"Brother Song has changed?" Xu Han asked with burning eyes.

Song Yueming was silent again.

Longer silence than before.

Then when he raised his head again, his eyes hardened, like a stone, unshakable.

He said word by word: "Linglong Pavilion, I need that sword."

Xu Han shook his head and said: "But I can't give it."

Song Yueming's face sank: "Brother Xu is really ready? Use your life to guard the sword."

Xu Han refused to give up and asked, "Brother Song is ready? Use his life to take the sword."

"It seems that you and I will inevitably have a fight." Song Yueming sighed again.

"Everything is impermanent, and I never thought there would be such a day." Xu Han also sighed.

"What are you talking about?"

At this moment, there was a soft voice not far away, and the two of them stopped the previous topic with great understanding.

"Have you come back so soon?" Song Yueming glanced at Xia Zichuan and Ye Hongjian who had not been far away, and stood up with a smile, as if the previous conversation with Xu Han hadn't happened. .

"Well, Senior Sister Hongjian promised that I could come and fetch it at any time if I wanted to read the books inside. It was too late today, and I came back after reading it for a while." Xia Zichuan nodded softly and said softly.

Song Yueming smiled faintly, stretched out her hand to smooth the girl's hair which was raised by the night wind, and then raised her head to look at the sky.

"It's really late, and we won't bother anymore." He turned his head to look at Xu Han, and said, then he bowed his hand, "Then Song will leave and come to visit another day."

Xu Han also stood up and said: "Let's go, I'll send it off to Brother Song."

Song Yueming heard this and looked at Xu Han for a while, then nodded.

Along the way, Xu Han and Song Yueming were so gloomy and naturally they could no longer speak, and Ye Hongjian and Xia Zichuan also smelled the atmosphere that was not right, and they did not provoke a topic, so the group of four people walked in silence. Arrived at the gate of Tiance Mansion.

"You don't need to send it anymore, I'll say goodbye here." At that time, Song Yueming arched his hand toward Xu Han again, and then left with Xia Zichuan.

Xu Han stood at the door of Tiance Mansion~IndoMTL.com~ and looked at the young man leaving behind.

The winter wind started to blow up the dust on the street, raised the fallen leaves all over the ground, and also agitated the boy's large purple robe.

The boy's steps were slow and firm, as if he was standing on the peak of a hanging river that autumn day, standing tall in the crowd and beating the Xuanlong bell.

Xu Han's heart moved, and finally couldn't help but say loudly towards the back: "Brother Song, do you remember my words of the day?"

The steps that the purple-robed boy took hovered in midair for several breaths at that time, and then he suddenly turned around.

There was a smile on his gloomy face: "Being a gentleman, being a villain."

"Remember below."

After he said this, he stretched his sleeves with both hands, and once again bowed to Xu Han in the winter breeze.

At that time, his clothes were drifting, his mouth was smiling, and he was very graceful.

Xu Han thought secretly, the so-called gentleman is nothing more than that.