Jade Tiger Chapter 1: 　Auspicious Days of the Yellow Road

The deadly watchman March 27th, good luck.

Everything is suitable.

Zhao Wuji fell on the bed.

He drove lightly, galloped for three hundred miles, and rushed in at once, and fell on this bed when he came in.

The fragrant and soft bed.

This is Xiangxiang's bed. Xiangxiang is a woman, a sweet and soft woman. Every time she sees Zhao Wuji, she always smiles as sweet as sugar.

The sun is shining outside the window, the weather is fine, and the wind is scented with flowers.

Zhao Wuji looked at a corner of the blue sky outside the window, and finally let out his breath slowly, muttering: "Today is really a good day."

Xiangxiang didn't laugh today, but said faintly: "Today is indeed a good day, a good day to kill."

Zhao Wuji raised his head with one hand and looked at her: "Do you want to kill?"

Xiangxiang said: "I just want to kill one person."

Zhao Wuji said: "Who to kill?"

Xiangxiang said: "Kill you!"

Zhao Wuji was not taken aback, but smiled, as if he was still very happy.

Xiangxiang bit her lip and said: "I really wanted to kill you, but I think about it again, today you still want to see me, it's already not easy."

Zhao Wuji said: "You know?"

Xiangxiang said: "Of course I know that today is the day of Zhao Gongzi's rejoicing."

Suddenly there were tears in her beautiful eyes: "I also know that Young Master Zhao came here today, just to tell me that from now on, he and I have been cut off, even if I will still When you see him, you should treat him as a stranger."

Zhao Wuji can't deny it, and can't help feeling a little uncomfortable: "I also brought you something."

He took out a string of pearls from his body: "I promised you this, I haven't forgotten it yet."

The pearls are shiny and round, just like the innocent teardrops of girls.

Xiangxiang took it, touched it lightly, and muttered: "I know you will bring it to me. You have always been a man of credit."

She didn't shed tears.

The despicable thing is that her hand was already shaking, she suddenly jumped up, and smashed the string of pearls against Zhao Wuji's face, and said loudly: "But who cares about your string of stinky beads? Who cares about you bastard."

The beads did not hit Zhao Wuji's face, but flew out through the window.

Zhao Wuji smiled again: "Little **** is always a little bit good."

Xiangxiang jumped up and said: "What are the benefits, you say?"

Zhao Wuji said: "The **** is at least better than the bastard, and better than the bastard."

He wants Xiangxiang to smile too.

Although there are no conditions and vows between them, the separation is always unavoidable to be sad after all.

He always wanted them to smile when they parted.

Xiangxiang hadn't laughed yet, but the string of pearls she had taken out of the window just now flew back.

Next, with a sound of "snatch", a three-foot-six-inch long arrow nailed the string of pearls to the pillar.

The arrow was shining silver, and the silver feathers on the tail of the arrow were still trembling. Outside the window, another short arrow flew and nailed it.

Although long arrows are strong, short arrows are more accurate.

Xiangxiang looked dumbfounded.

Arrows like this are indeed not always visible.

Zhao Wuji's smile immediately turned into a wry smile, sighing: "My creditors are finally here."

Xiangxiang changed color and said: "What are they doing here?"

Zhao Wuji said: "Of course the creditor is here to collect debts, don't you see that today is also a good day to collect debts"

This is a small building, and it is spring now.

The exterior of the small building is bright and beautiful, with a hundred flowers blooming, some bright red, some tender green, and some goose yellow.

Two men in black stood among the fresh flowers, a man and a woman, the young and the old.

The young man is a strong man with a length of eight feet. The old woman's back is hunched, but her eyes are still gleaming.

Two people, two bows, gold back and black tires, one long and one short.

Xiangxiang stood by the small window upstairs and couldn't help asking: "Who are these two people?"

Zhao Wuji said: "It's the black mother-in-law, with her son."

Xiangxiang said: "Who is Black Granny?"

Zhao Wuji said: "He is a man who can hit the eyes of a fly ten feet away with an arrow."

Xiangxiang's face changed, and said: "This hunched old lady is so powerful"

Zhao Wuji said: "Although her son is not as accurate as her, but his two arms are born with supernatural power, as long as he is happy, he can shoot two people side by side at any time." He sighed and continued: "Jin The bow and the silver arrow, the mother and the son fly, the mother and the son, whoever sees it, will be unlucky."

Xiangxiang said: "But, you owe them a debt."

Zhao Wuji smiled bitterly and said: "I have always been unlucky."

Xiangxiang said: "What do you owe them?"

Zhao Wuji said: "I owe them both."

Xiangxiang didn’t feel embarrassed, and said: "Why do you owe them both?"

Zhao Wuji said: "Once I came out of Minghuchun for a drink in the middle of the night, I saw two little girls running in front, and his son was chasing after him. A little girl had already shot an arrow and kept shouting. Help!"

He sighed again and said: "Seeing such a big man chasing a little girl, of course I have to draw a knife to help, block them for a while, and let them escape."

Xiangxiang said: "What happened later?"

Zhao Wuji said: "Later I learned that the two little girls are not girls at all."

Xiangxiang didn't understand even more, and asked: "What is it if it's not a little girl?"

Zhao Wuji said: "It's a man."

Xiangxiang is silly.

Zhao Wuji said: "There is a bunch of flower pickers in the rivers and lakes called "Swarms" who like to dress up as little girls."

Xiangxiang said: "Those two little girls are all flower pickers?"

Zhao Wuji nodded and smiled bitterly: "Fortunately, the mother and son can finally see that I am not an accomplice of the flower thief."

Xiangxiang said: "Of course they won't just let you go."

Zhao Wuji said: "They gave me a three-month deadline and told me to catch the two flower pickers back."

Xiangxiang said: "Now the deadline has arrived."

Zhao Wuji said: "It's coming soon."

Xiangxiang said: "Did you bring people back for them?"

Zhao Wuji said: "Not yet."

Xiangxiang looked at him, shook her head and sighed, and said: "There are people in this world who always like to catch children and put them in their hair. Why are you this one?"

Zhao Wuji said: "It doesn't matter if there are only one or two children."

Xiangxiang said: "What else is in your hair?"

Zhao Wuji sighed: "There seem to be five or six scorpions and seven or eight poisonous snakes."

Xiangxiang didn't ask any more.

She was so scared that her voice was muted.

She has seen several poisonous snakes!

The poisonous snake stuck its head out of the hole in a torn sack, spitting a red letter.

The sack is on a person's back.

A strangely shaped person, not only is half of his nose missing, his ears are also bitten completely unlike ears, and his eyes are bloodshot, like a red letter from a poisonous snake.

The despicable thing is that he is wearing a red, green, and colorful robe, which makes him seem indescribable and terrible.

A poisonous snake has climbed onto his shoulders, wrapped his neck, and stretched out a red letter to lick his face.

He doesn't seem to feel at all.

Xiangxiang already felt it, and Xiangxiang almost vomited out.

"This person is also your creditor?"

"Hmm."

"What do you owe him?"

"Five snakes owed to him" Zhao Wuji also seemed a bit bitter in his mouth: "The five most poisonous snakes."

Xiangxiang was a little unconvinced: "You saved the two flower-picking bees. It was your fault. For a poisonous snake like this, you should kill him more. Why should you return it to him?" /

Zhao Wuji said: "Because he is a poisonous bodhisattva."

Xiangxiang said: "Poisonous Bodhisattva?"

Zhao Wuji said: "Although he is covered with poison, his heart is like a bodhisattva."

Xiangxiang said: "Bodhisattva also raises snakes?"

Zhao Wuji said: "Others raise snakes to harm people, but he raises snakes to save people."

He knew that Xiangxiang didn't understand, so he explained: "Only medicine made from the saliva and blood of a poisonous snake can detoxify the poison of a poisonous snake."

Xiangxiang said again: "Where are the five poisonous snakes you owe him?"

Zhao Wuji said: "The five snakes are all different species. He searched for three years in the poor mountains and waters of Yunnan before finally grabbing all the five poisons."

Xiangxiang said: "What's the use of catching all of them?"

Zhao Wuji said: "Using the saliva of these five venomous snakes, you can synthesize a medicine that can cure hundreds of poisons, but you must let them vomit the venom to be useful when they are alive." /

Xiangxiang said: "I heard that poisonous snakes spit out their own venom only when they bite others."

Zhao Wuji said: "Not bad."

Xiangxiang said: "In order to collect the saliva of these five poisonous snakes, does he let them bite people?"

Zhao Wuji said: "He only has this way."

Xiangxiang said: "Who did he let them bite?"

Zhao Wuji said: "Bite himself."

Xiangxiang is stupid again.

Zhao Wuji said: "When I saw him, the five poisonous snakes were biting him."

Xiangxiang said: "What did you do then?"

Zhao Wuji smiled bitterly: "You said, what else could I do, I didn't even think about it, so I drew out my sword and cut off the five kinds of poisonous snakes. Each snake was chopped into seven or eight pieces."

Xiangxiang couldn't help but smile, and said: "It seems that your swordsmanship is really good."

Zhao Wuji said: "But I did this wrong again."

The garden is very quiet, and the black mother-in-law and the poisonous bodhisattva are obviously very calm people.

At this moment, Ba suddenly heard two "beep" sounds from a distance. The sounds seemed to be very far away, and they seemed to be near their ears.

Hearing this voice, the expressions of Black Granny and Poison Bodhisattva seemed to have changed a little.

Xiangxiang said: "Is this the sound of a watchdog?"

Zhao Wuji said: "Yes."

Xiangxiang said: "I really didn't hear it wrong."

Zhao Wuji said: "You are right."

Xiangxiang said: "It's still daytime, this person will fight, is there something wrong?"

Zhao Wuji said: "He has nothing wrong with him. Whenever he wants to make a change, he will make a change whenever he wants."

Xiangxiang said: "Why?"

Zhao Wuji said: "Because he plays more differently from others, not telling the time."

Xiangxiang said: "What is he playing more?"

Zhao Wuji said: "It's Broken Soul."

Xiangxiang said: "The broken soul is more?"

Zhao Wuji said: "As long as he has played the third watch, someone will definitely break his soul."

He also showed a strange expression on his face: "The life-threatening watchman Liu Sangeng, one dozen and three watchmen kill people."

There are more drums, and the sound gets closer.

Although it's not unusual to hear the more common drums, but now it has become unspeakable in human ears.

Xiang Xiang couldn't help asking: "What is he playing now?"

Zhao Wuji said: "Two and a little bit more."

Xiangxiang couldn't help but shivered, and said: "Two shifts and one pass, and three shifts are coming soon."

Zhao Wuji said: "Yes, two shifts and one pass, three shifts are coming soon."

Xiangxiang said: "He is also your creditor?"

Zhao Wuji said: "Is a big creditor."

Xiangxiang said: "What do you owe him?"

Zhao Wuji said: "I owe him a knife!"

Xiangxiang said: "How many creditors do you have?"

Zhao Wuji said: "The big creditors, there are only these three."

Xiangxiang said: "They knew you would be here today?"

Zhao Wuji said: "They don't know."

Xiangxiang said: "But they are all here."

Zhao Wuji said: "I asked them to come."

Xiangxiang almost yelled out; "You asked them to come? Why did you ask all these terrible creditors to come?"

Zhao Wuji said: "Because of the debts owed to people, sooner or later they will always have to pay them back."

He suddenly smiled again. "Don't you see that today also happens to be a good day to pay off debts."

The Broken Soul rang again.

"True, true, and pragmatic." It's two more points. When will the third watch arrive?

No one knows except for the life-threatening watchman.

Liu San slowly walked out of the flowers, his pale face in Tsing Yi, white socks and bast shoes.

There was not such a person in the flowers, but now there is such a person who has come out.

He has a light gong, a small stick and a white stick in his hand.

Could it be that this is the weapon used by the life-killing watchman?

It's not surprising that people who don't see the sun all year round have pale faces.

The strange thing is his eyes.

His eyes are also white, a strangely pale white, invisible to the eyeballs and pupils.

Could it be that this life-threatening locker, who is always soul-breaking, is actually a blind man?

Outside the flowers is a small bank.

The curved small bank is paved with crystal-like jade pebbles.

The black mother-in-law and her son are standing in a cluster of peony next to Xiaoan.

Of course the blind cannot see them.

The despicable thing is that when Liu Sangeng walked past them, he suddenly stood up, turned his head, and said, "Black mother-in-law, don't come here unscathed?"

The black mother-in-law looked at him coldly, and after a long time, she answered faintly; "Blessed by Mr. Toliu, our orphan and widow, we haven't been **** off yet."

Liu San even looked up to the sky, as if he was meditating. After a long time, he sighed and said: "This is not counted for thirteen years. Life is passing fast."

The black mother-in-law said: "Every day there are three shifts, one on the left and three on the right, how can the days be unhappy?"

Liu San nodded more slowly, with no expression on his pale face.

"What's more, sometimes there is more than one three-shift a day, one three-shift on the left and three-shift on the right. Some people are old and some people are dead. How can life be unhappy?"

He muttered with his mouth wrapped in his mouth, touched the ground with a white stick in his hand, and walked slowly forward.

Walking in front of the Poisonous Bodhisattva, he stopped again.

He hasn't spoken yet, nor did the Poisonous Bodhisattva. Two snakes have rushed out like arrows in the sack, making no sound at all.

The blind cannot see, and since there is no sound, of course the blind cannot hear either.

Since the two snakes just came over, the short staff in his hand has been swung out, and it happened to hit the seven inches of the two snakes.

The two snakes fell out of thin air like twine, lying on the ground without moving.

Liu Sangeng sighed and said, "Did I kill your two snakes again?"

Poisonous Bodhisattva said: "Huh"

Liu Sangeng said: "Do you want me to pay?"

The Poisonous Bodhisattva said: "You can lose it?"

Liu San smiled faintly, and said: "It's just a green bamboo leaf and a shovel head. If you want me to pay, I can grab seventy or eighty pieces for you at any time."

The Poison Bodhisattva looked at him in surprise, his expression changed, but his voice was cold; "I don't need to worry about it, I will catch it myself."

Liu Sangeng said: "Since you don't want me to pay, I have something to persuade you."

The Poisonous Bodhisattva said: "You say it."

Liu Sangeng said: "You sacrifice snakes and exchange their venom with flesh and blood. Although you can pull out the snake venom in time every time, there is always some residual poison in your blood."

He sighed, and said: "Venerable Sky Poison's secret technique of removing poison and taking poison may not be absolutely effective."

The Poisonous Bodhisattva neither admits it nor denies it.

Liu Sangeng said: "Now there are one hundred and three kinds of residual poison in your blood."

The Poisonous Bodhisattva couldn't help it; "You can see it?"

Liu Sangeng said: "I am a blind man, how can I tell?"

He faintly continued: "But I know, as long as you add five more poisons in your blood, the Bodhisattva will become stiff."

Zhao Wuji has gone downstairs, standing in the bright sunshine, watching this life-threatening watchman.

He asked himself with his heart wrapped in it?

Is this person really blind or fake?

He doesn't know.

No one knows except Liu Sangeng himself.

The small bank is covered with cobblestones, and the short sticks point on the stones, making a strange sound.

It is definitely not the sound of bamboo and wood hitting a stone, nor is it the sound of gold and iron hitting a stone.

Zhao Wuji couldn't guess what this short staff was made of.

He raised his head and saw Liu Sangeng approaching him.

Three watchmen walked in front of him before and after Zhao Wuji concluded that Liu Sangeng was definitely a blind man. Because his eyes are dead.

A person who can see will never have such eyeballs, even if they pretend to be unable to pretend.

Liu Sangen suddenly said: "Are you looking at my eyeballs?"

Zhao Wuji was almost taken aback. Although this man can't see, he seems to have a pair of mysterious and strange eyes, hidden in a mysterious place on his body, and no one's every move seems to be concealed from him.

Liu Sangeng went on to say, "Do you want to take a closer look." Zhao Wuji really wanted to take a closer look. Liu Sangeng said: "Take it and see." He dug out one of his eyes with a finger, and his eyes immediately turned into a black hole. The dead gray eyeballs were not as good as glass or crystal, and they kept rolling in his palm, as if they were alive.

Ba Su, you know that these eyeballs are fake, but you will inevitably be taken aback.

Liu Sangeng said: "Now you can see clearly?" Zhao Wuji finally let out a sigh of relief and said, "Yes."

Liu Sangeng said: "You'd better see clearly, because this is the price of what I did wrong." His pale face suddenly showed grief, and slowly continued: "Twenty years ago, I misunderstood a person, although he dug out a pair of eyeballs, I have no complaint, because everyone has to pay for what they do wrong, no matter who is the same." Zhao Wuji said: "I understand."

Liu Sangeng said, "Do you think your friend did something wrong?"

Zhao Wuji said, "Yes."

Liu Sangeng said, "Should he also pay the price?"

Zhao Wuji said, "Yes."

Liu Sangeng said, "Even if my knife has been slashed on him, he should have no complaints?"

Zhao Wuji said, "Not bad."

Liu Sangeng said, "But are you willing to get a knife for him?"

Zhao Wuji said, "I would rather."

Liu Sangeng said "Why?"

Zhao Wuji said, "Because he is my friend, and he has been injured, he can no longer get that knife."

Liu Sangeng said, "Do you know how heavy my cut is?"

Zhao Wuji said, "It doesn't matter how heavy it is."

Liu Sangeng said, "Don't you regret it?"

Zhao Wuji said, "I regretted it at the end of my life."

Liu San slowly put the eyeball back, a pair of dead gray eyes, as if staring at him.

What can you see with a pair of fake eyes?

Zhao Wuji said: "Now, you can do it anytime."

Liu Sangeng said: "Okay."

His scepter had been held under his arms, and when he backhanded, he drew a knife.

There is a knife hidden in this short stick, a sharp knife.

Zhao Wuji straightened his chest. Since he was determined to take the knife, why bother to back down.

The Poisonous Bodhisattva suddenly said: "Wait a minute."

Liu Sangeng said: "Waiting for what?"

The Poisonous Bodhisattva said: "He has other creditors. You should at least wait until he pays off the debts of others first."

Zhao Wuji said: "The debts owed to others will always be paid back sooner or later. It is the same for whoever comes first."

The Poisonous Bodhisattva said: "Are you really going to pay all your debts today?"

Zhao Wuji said: "Otherwise, why did I call for you."

The Poison Bodhisattva said: "Then, you are not Zhao Wuji."

Zhao Wuji said: "Am I not?"

Poison Bodhisattva said solemnly: "I only know one Zhao Wuji."

Zhao Wuji said: "That one."

Poison Bodhisattva said: "Zhao Wuji of Dafengtang."

There are almost no people in the arena who don’t know Dafengtang.

Dafengtang is not an ordinary gang, their organization is large and tight, and their forces are spread all over the country.

The purpose they set is only four words: "help the weak and **** the strong."

So they are not only daunting, they are also respected.

The Poison Bodhisattva said: "Although the master of the Great Wind Hall is Father Yun Feiyangyun, it is Zhao Jian, Sikong Xiaofeng and Shang Guanyi who actually executed the order. The Zhao Wuji I know is the son of Zhao Jian. "

Zhao Wuji sighed and said: "I didn't expect you to inquire so clearly." Poisonous Bodhisattva said: "If you were this Zhao Wuji, you shouldn't be here today."

Zhao Wuji said: "Should I be there?"

The Poison Bodhisattva said: "In the Xitang of the Zhao's Hall, waiting for others to congratulate."

He stared at Zhao Wuji, and slowly continued: "Even Sikong Xiaofeng and Shangguan blade will definitely rush off today. With them there, who else in the world dares to ask you for debts"

Zhao Wuji said: "When I owe someone else's debt, I have to pay it off, and I have to pay it off by myself. It has nothing to do with Dafengtang, and it has nothing to do with my father."

The Poisonous Bodhisattva said: "If you really are this Zhao Wuji, today will be your day of rejoicing."

Zhao Wuji said: "Not bad."

The Poisonous Bodhisattva said: "The days of great rejoicing are usually not the days to pay off debts."

Zhao Wuji said: "But from now on, I will be another person, because I have my own family and a wife, so I can no longer be as free and self-willed as before."

Suddenly there was a light in his eyes: "My wife is my lifelong partner. We must respect each other. I don't want her to marry an untrustworthy and unrighteous man who will only rely on debt."

The Poisonous Bodhisattva said: "So you must settle all disputes and pay off all debts before she marries you?"

Zhao Wuji said: "Yes."

The black mother-in-law suddenly sighed slightly and said: "I think she must be a gentle and beautiful woman, and she is really blessed."

Zhao Wuji said: "I can marry her, not her blessing, but my blessing."

The black mother-in-law said: "So you must let her marry an innocent and upright person."

Zhao Wuji said: "As long as a person lives with a clear conscience, it doesn't matter if he loses a leg or breaks his hand."

The black mother-in-law said: "So although you didn't find the two flower pickers, you still want to ask me to come."

Zhao Wuji said: "Not bad."

The black mother-in-law walked over slowly, and said indifferently: "What are you going to use to repay my debt with one of your hands or a leg?"

Her eyes were wrapped in gleaming light, even colder than the light of the knife in Liu Sangeng's hand!

Zhao Wuji did not escape the jealous look, only asked: "What do you want from me"

The black mother-in-law looked at the Poisonous Bodhisattva and said, "What do you want him to do?"

The Poisonous Bodhisattva pondered and said slowly: "There are more than thousands of types of poisonous snakes in the world, but the most poisonous ones are only ninth grades."

The black mother-in-law said: "Of course I don't know about this kind of thing, and I don't bother to think about it."

The Poisonous Bodhisattva said: "Of the five poisonous snakes he owes me, three of them are among the nine ranks. Apart from me, there are at most two people in the world who can capture these three poisonous snakes alive."

The black mother-in-law said: "Are those two people?"

The Poisonous Bodhisattva said: "No matter who these two people are, they are definitely not Zhao Wuji."

The black mother-in-law said: "So he can't pay you back if you count it."

The Poisonous Bodhisattva said: "So I was not here to collect debts."

The black mother-in-law said: "What are you doing here?"

The Poisonous Bodhisattva said: "Come to repay the favor."

The black mother-in-law said: "Repay your kindness?"

Poison Bodhisattva said: "Mr. Liu said just now. The poison in my blood has indeed reached its limit."

The black mother-in-law narrowed her eyes and said: "You didn't know it yourself?"

The Poison Bodhisattva sighed and said: "When I found out, the five snakes were already in possession, and I couldn't stop it."

The black mother-in-law asked: "Could it be that Zhao Wuji saved you?"

The Poisonous Bodhisattva said: "If he hadn't killed the five poisonous snakes for me without his heart, I'm afraid I have become stiff."

The black mother said: "Whether he is intentional or unintentional, he finally saved your life."

The Poisonous Bodhisattva said: "Not bad."

The black mother-in-law said: "So instead of owing you anything, you owe him a life."

The Poisonous Bodhisattva said: "Not bad."

The black mother-in-law said: "This life of the Poisonous Bodhisattva must not be too worthless. How are you going to return it to him?"

The Poison Bodhisattva said: "I can repay your debt for him."

The black mother-in-law said: "Are you going to catch the two flower pickers for him?"

The Poisonous Bodhisattva said: "I can even add some interest."

The black mother-in-law said: "What interest is added?"

The Poison Bodhisattva said: "Plus that swarm of bees?"

The black mother-in-law said: "Are you sure?"

The Poison Bodhisattva smiled and said: "My poison is not only for saving people, but also for killing people."

The black mother-in-law also laughed, and said: "It's no better to use your poisonous snake to deal with that swarm of poisonous bees."

The Poisonous Bodhisattva said: "You promise?"

The black mother-in-law said: "Why didn't I agree?"

Poison Bodhisattva looked at Zhao Wuji, smiled and said: "Then both of us debts, now you have paid off."

Zhao Wuji did not speak again, not even a word.

At this moment, what do you tell him to say?

The Poisonous Bodhisattva said: "Do I not owe you now?"

Zhao Wuji said: "You didn't owe me."

The Poisonous Bodhisattva said: "Then you have to promise me one thing."

Zhao Wuji said: "What's the matter?"

The Poisonous Bodhisattva said: "Today is your day of great joy. You should always invite me to have a wedding drink."

Zhao Wuji smiled: "It's not enough to have a drink. If you want to drink, you have to drink at least thirty or fifty glasses."

Liu Sangen suddenly said: "You can't drink."

Zhao Wuji said: "Why?"

Liu Sangeng said: "Because you were injured."

Zhao Wuji said in surprise: "Am I injured? Where is the injury?"

Liu San said coldly: "I cut there with this knife, and your injury is there."

The knife is still in his hand, the sharp blade is thin and sharp.

The knife illuminates Liu San's paler face, and there is no expression on his face.

Anyone should see that he is by no means a person who is easily moved.

If you owe him a knife, you have to pay him back. You must not pay it back, and he will never want it.

No matter what, he must never change his mind.

The Broken Soul rang again.

"True, true, true" is the third watch.

It was a third watch made with a blade.

Zhao Wuji had cold sweat on his palms.

It's not that he is not afraid, but even if he is terribly afraid, he will never escape.

Liu San looked at him coldly, and asked coldly: "You want me to cut there with this knife?"

Zhao Wuji sighed and said: "Do I have any choice?"

Liu Sangeng said: "You don't have one."

The light of the knife flashed, and the man fell down.

This knife is slashing on the neck, not too hard.

It is the thin and sharp blade that has severed the large blood vessel at the back of his left neck, and the blood splashed out almost ten feet away.

Blood blue.

How could the blood be horribly blue? Is there too much poison in his blood?

There is no poison in Zhao Wuji's blood.

The knife didn't hit him either.

The light of the sword flashed, and he was ready to take it, but this lightning-like sword fell on the left neck of the Poisonous Bodhisattva.

The Poisonous Bodhisattva did not evade.

It's not that he doesn't want to dodge, but it's too late to wait for him to dodge.

He never dreamed that he was the one who slashed it.

Neither the black mother-in-law, mother-in-law, nor the son, Zhao Wuji.

They watched the Poisonous Bodhisattva fall, and watched the miserable blue blood splashing out of the blade.

Although they can see clearly, they still don't understand.

Zhao Wuji couldn't help asking: "Did you cut the wrong person with this knife?"

Liu Sangeng said: "I only missed it once in my life."

He was certainly not wrong this time. Since his eyeballs were dug out, he has not missed the second blow.

Zhao Wuji said: "I am the one who owes you a knife, not him."

Liu Sangeng said: "Since you owe me a knife, it doesn't matter where I cut the knife."

Zhao Wuji said: "But you shouldn't cut this knife on him."

Liu Sangeng said: "This knife should have been cut on him."

Zhao Wuji said: "Why?"

Liu San even asked, "Because you can't die today, and you don't deserve to die! The **** person is him."

The Poison Bodhisattva's person has stopped moving, but the poisonous snake in the sack behind him is still moving.

Venomous snakes squirmed and slid out, slid into his pool of blood, licking his blood, poisonous blood.

Liu Sangeng said: "Is there a sack on his back?"

Zhao Wuji said: "Yes."

Liu Sangeng said: "What's in the sack?"

Zhao Wuji said: "There are snakes."

Liu Sangeng said: "A few snakes"

Zhao Wuji said: "In addition to the two that died just now, there are seven more."

Liu Sangeng said: "Are all the seven snakes crawling out now?"

Zhao Wuji said: "Yes."

Liu Sangeng said: "But there must be no space in the sack now."

The sacks are indeed not empty yet.

The Poisonous Bodhisattva fell on his face, with the sack on his back. Although the poisonous snake has crawled out, the sack is still protruding.

Liu Sangeng said: "Why don't you shake it open and take a look, what's in the sack?"

The black mother-in-law rushed and said: "I'll see."

She picked up the sack with her golden bow, and immediately dozens of phoenix-like projectiles rolled in a pool of blood.

The projectile rolled there, and the viper immediately avoided it.

Zhao Wuji was originally wondering that the poisonous bodhisattva has always had the ability to ambush snakes. Why can't these poisonous snakes be comforted in his sack?

Now Zhao Wuji knows why.

The poisonous snake touches these projectiles, just like a person touches the poisonous snake.

The black mother-in-law used a golden bow to pick up a projectile from the pool of blood.

She didn't say anything, and needless to say, there is already a tacit understanding between their mother and son that no one can understand.

She picked up the projectile, and her son's bowstring sounded. With a "swish", the silver arrow flew, and the projectile shattered.

She immediately smelled a scent of a mixture of saltpetre and sulfur.

Liu Sangeng said: "What can you smell this?"

Black mother-in-law is still thinking, Zhao Wuji has already replied: "This is a thunderbolt!"

A thunderbolt is a thunder, a flash of lightning.

Thunderbolt is neither fragrant nor smelly. You can imagine it, see it, but never smell it.

Why can Zhao Wuji smell it?

Because he said thunderbolt is not a thunder and lightning in the sky, but a hidden weapon on the ground.

Black mother-in-law is already an old world.

When she was sixteen years old, she began to run into the world, and now she is sixty-one.

She has been married three times.

Her husband is a master of hidden weapons, and she herself can definitely be listed among the 30 contemporary masters of hidden weapons. Bows and arrows can also be regarded as hidden weapons.

Despite is that she knows about this hidden weapon, but she is by no means as much as Zhao Wuji.

Because this is the unique hidden weapon of "Thunderbolt Hall".

At least half of the reason why the Pilitang can power martial arts is because of this hidden weapon.

Lei Zhentian, the owner of the Thunderbolt Hall, was able to rank second among the 30 contemporary hidden weapon families because of this hidden weapon.

Everything about this hidden weapon, the children of Dafengtang knew very well when they were children.

Because Dafengtang and Pilitang are deadly enemies.

They can still coexist so far, just because neither of them can beat each other.

The silver arrow smashed the projectile, castrate vigorously, and nailed it to the window lattice of the small building with a "snatch" sound, and Silver Feather was still shaking.

The black mother-in-law looked at her son with approval, then turned her head and asked: "This is the thunderbolt?"

Zhao Wuji said: "Absolutely."

He is sure he will never read it wrong.

The black mother-in-law said: "But why doesn't it have the power of thunderbolt in the legend?"

Liu Sangeng said: "Because of the poisonous blood on the ground."

He slowly leaned down and picked up a thunderbolt rolling on his feet with two fingers.

Although he can't see, he can hear.

The sound of leaves blowing in the wind, the rolling of projectiles, the trembling of bowstrings, every sound made within thirty feet of him can never escape his ears.

This pili seed looks fresh and dry, like a hard-shelled fruit just picked from a tree.

Liu Sangeng commanded that with a "chick", the thunderbolt between his fingers flew out like an arrow.

His finger is like a strong bow of three hundred stones. The projectile flew out dozens of feet far away, across the wide garden, hitting a large lake in the corner, and it immediately made a loud noise. Smoky saltpetre, flying all over the sky.

Black mother-in-law's face changed.

She finally saw the power of the thunderbolt, which was far more fierce and terrifying than in the legend.

The smell of saltpeter and sulfur came from the wind again, as if it still smelled of rouge pollen.

Pilizi shouldn't have such a fragrance.

Zhao Wuji said: "What kind of incense is this?"

Liu Sangeng said: "You might as well go and take a look."

Zhao Wuji doesn't need to walk over to look, his face has changed.

The smoky powder has fallen, and it landed on a peony blooming in full bloom. The bright red peony suddenly withered, and the petals fell, turning into black.

Zhao Wuji lost his voice: "The fragrance is full of poisons"

In this grain of thunderbolt, a poison powder with a rouge scent is actually mixed.

Liu Sangeng said: "If it wasn't for the poisonous blood on the ground to dissolve its poison, the poison in the thunderbolt just now would have been enough to kill us."

Although it broke out thirty feet away this time, and although the wind was not directly facing them, they still felt dizzy, as if they were going to vomit.

Liu Sangeng said: "Don't forget that the poison of the Poisonous Bodhisattva can not only save people, but can also kill people?"

This bag of poisonous powder thunderbolt, of course, was originally intended to deal with those guests who went to drink Zhao Wuji's wedding wine.

The people who can be invited by Zhao Jian to his "Hefeng Villa" are of course the elites of Dafengtang.

The flame of one lamp is enough to detonate three or four thunderbolts. In the lobby of the "Hefeng Villa", of course, the lights are brilliant today, not as many lamps as there are candles.

If the Poisonous Bodhisattva were also mixed in, and quietly placed two or three thunderbolts next to each lamp, what would be the result when the heat of the lamp melted the wax shell on the outside?

Thinking of this, Zhao Wuji's clothes were almost drenched in cold sweat.

Liu Sangeng said: "You must have never imagined that the Poisonous Bodhisattva has been in the Thunderbolt Hall."

Zhao Wuji did not think of it.

Liu Sangeng said: "You must have never thought that they would dare to kill Hefeng Villa."

They dare to do this, they are already declaring war on Dafengtang!

As long as the end of the battle is together, it will be their life and death battle. The tragic situation of the battle can almost be imagined by Zhao Wuji.

Liu Sangeng said: "Even if this matter fails, what they lose is only the Poisonous Bodhisattva. He is not the backbone of the Pilitang. Maybe they didn't take his life and death into their hearts at all?"

The despicable thing is that if this thing succeeds, the elite of Dafengtang will probably be destroyed.

Zhao Wuji clenched his fists and said: "In fact, whether it succeeds or not, the result is the same"

Liu Sangeng said: "Why?"

Zhao Wuji said: "Since they dare to do this, they must have the determination to fight us at all?"

His voice is excited and heavy; "Thousands of our Dafengtang disciples, of course, will never shrink from fear!"

Dafengtang only has martyrs who died in battle, and there are no cowards who flinch. He can almost see the children of Dafengtang, fighting **** and bitterly under the thunderbolt of smoky firestones.

Among these people, there are elders whom he respects, as well as his close friends.

These people can live and die with him at any time.

He plans to do the same himself.

Maybe they are not sure of victory, but as long as the battle ends together, they will never ask about life or death!

He believes that everyone in Dafengtang can do it!

Liu Sangeng suddenly smiled.

This is the first time he laughed. Zhao Wuji looked at him in surprise and couldn't think of why he laughed.

Liu Sangeng said: "I'm laughing at you."

Zhao Wuji said: "Laugh at me, why are you laughing at me?"

Liu Sangeng said: "Because you are wrong again."

He refused to let Zhao Wuji speak, and then said, "Now that the Poisonous Bodhisattva is dead, and Hefeng Villa is safe and sound, so this incident has never happened. Pilitang only dared to send someone like Poisonous Bodhisattva to start. But because they dare not act rashly, even if someone asks them, they will never admit that it was their idea."

Zhao Wuji said: "But..."

Liu Sangeng interrupted him and said: "The confrontation between Dafengtang and them has been maintained for 20 to 30 years, and it is very likely that it will continue for another 20 to 30 years. In the future, it may even be possible to destroy the enemy. As a friend, why do you think too much now."

Zhao Wuji said: "What should I think?"

Liu Sangeng said: "You should think more about your gentle and beautiful bride, and think about those good friends who made a special trip to drink your wedding wine."

Zhao Wuji's eyes glowed again. He is still young.

He was originally a passionate young man, easily irritated, but also easy to become happy.

Liu Sangeng said: "So you should hurry back on your fast horse now, put on your lucky clothes, and go to the Xitang to worship the heaven and the earth."

Zhao Wuji said: "But I..."

Liu Sangeng said: "Now you don't owe me, and you don't owe black mother-in-law, but if you don't leave yet: If you want your bride to worry, I will be angry."

The black mother-in-law said: "I will definitely be more angry!"

Zhao Wuji looked at her, looked at Liu Sangeng, and suddenly realized that after all, there were still good people everywhere in the world.

The world is still full of warmth after all, and life is still lovely after all.

He laughed again.

He was happy again.

After all, the disaster is still far away, and the beautiful future full of happiness and love is already in front of him.

He jumped up: "Okay, I'll go right away."

Liu Sangeng said: "But there is one more thing you must remember."

Zhao Wuji said: "What's the matter?"

Liu Sangeng said: "You must remember that you must not be drunk by others."

He smiled again: "The bride will never like a husband who throws up a mess in the night of the bridal chamber."

The black mother-in-law said: "It's not bad at all." Her aging face suddenly became younger: "I remember the day I became a bride, I kicked my drunk bridegroom into bed and fell asleep. One night, and at least three days without speaking to him."

Suddenly there was a blush on her face, and she smiled softly: "Fortunately, some things can be done without talking."

Liu San laughed even more.

Zhao Wuji believes that he has probably never laughed like this in his life.

Zhao Wuji of course also smiled: "I must remember that when someone else comes to drink me..."

The black mother-in-law said: "What are you going to do?"

Zhao Wuji blinked and said, "I will hide under the bed when I am ready. At least it is better than being kicked in."

The black mother laughed and said: "This is really a good idea."

The debt has been paid off and the matter has been settled. It's not too late now, it's just too late to rush back.

Zhao Wuji was very happy.

The thing that made him most happy was that instead of leaving him in trouble, Xiangxiang led a horse to wait for him at the door.

Although her eyes are inevitably resentful, at least the tears have dried up.

She hung her head and said softly: "Since you must go, I don't want to keep you anymore. I can't keep it anyway."

Zhao Wuji said: "Thank you."

He really feels grateful in his heart, grateful for her understanding, and even more grateful for her forgiveness.

In any case, he always feels somewhat sorry for her.

Xiangxiang raised her head again and stared at him: "But I know you will come to see me again in the future."

Zhao Wuji sighed in his heart and said softly: "I won't come again."

Xiangxiang said: "Why?"

Zhao Wuji said: "I only have to add more distress when I come again. Why should I come again."

When everyone is young, it is inevitable to do ridiculous things.

Are young people not romantic?

Because he is determined to be a good husband in the future, and he is determined to be able to do it.

Xiangxiang bit her lip; "But I don't believe it."

Zhao Wuji said: "You don't believe me"

Xiangxiang said: "I don't believe you and I will never look at other women again."

Zhao Wuji said: "When a man meets a good-looking woman, everyone except the true blind and hypocrites will inevitably want to see it, but I can only look at it at most."

Xiangxiang still refused to give up, and said: "I don't believe it, she alone can control you forever."

Zhao Wuji said: "She may not be able to control me, but I know there must be someone in the future who will help her to control me."

Xiangxiang said: "Can this person control you?"

Zhao Wuji said: "Only he can control me."

Xiangxiang said: "Who is this person?"

Zhao Wuji said: "It's me."

Wei Fengniang and Zhao Qianqian were sitting in front of the dressing table and looking at the figure in the mirror, they couldn't help feeling very satisfied with themselves.

She is really a beautiful woman, especially today, she looks even more radiant and beautiful.

Because she rarely wears such bright clothes and she rarely puts powder on her face.

She always knows how to restrain herself.

She knows that only a woman who knows how to restrain herself is worthy of being the daughter-in-law of the Zhao family.

Since the day she saw Zhao Wuji for the first time, she was determined to be the daughter-in-law of the Zhao family.

From that day on, she set a goal for her life.

She studied culinary science and family management.

Now the dishes she cooks are comparable to celebrity chefs in any hotel.

The clothes she makes will feel comfortable and fit no matter who wears them.

Ba Su is the most picky person, can't help but admit that she is indeed an ideal wife.

Her efforts were not in vain.

Now she has finally entered the door of the Zhao family and has become a member of the Zhao family.

This does not mean that she is ready to be an arrogant young grandmother.

She is determined to do better in the future, so that Zhao Wuji will never regret marrying this wife.

Zhao Wuji is handsome, Jianba is smart, and although he has a bad temper, he is a very good young man.

A man like this, of course there will be many girls who like him.

She knew that he had been romantic before.

She even knew he had a girl named "Xiangxiang".

The despicable thing is that she has determined to forget all these things in the future, because she also believes that he will take care of it in the future.

She can see that he is an honest man, and he will definitely be a very honest husband in the future.

Can marry such a husband, what is there to be dissatisfied with a woman?

She is just a little nervous.

When I think of tonight... thinking of the big bed in the bridal chamber, her heart will beat and her face will blush.

Now her heart is beating so fast... But she is not really worried about these things, every girl has to go through these things, what is there to worry about?

The only thing that worries her now is that Zhao Wuji went out early today and has not returned yet.

It's dark now.

She was not only worried, but also anxious. Fortunately, at this moment, she had heard Qianqian’s cheerful voice saying "Zhao Wuji is back."

Zhao Qianqian is Zhao Wuji's younger sister.

She is like her brother, Jianshi is smart and beautiful.

She is not only a famous beauty, but also a famous chivalrous woman in the arena.

She started to learn swords when she was very young. There are many masters in Dafengtang who have been defeated by her swords, and even her brother has been defeated by her.

Although she knew that her brother had let her deliberately, she still felt very happy.

She is only seventeen years old this year, and she is in the mood for love.

For her, life is like a cup of sweet wine, waiting for her to try.

Despise is that she also has her concerns.

A seventeen-year-old girl, how could she have no worries, she was always happy until the evening of that day.

In the spring of that day, she was sitting in the back garden alone, looking at the flowers in the garden, the fragrant earth with the blue sky, and the sunset slowly disappearing behind the distant mountains.

She suddenly felt very lonely.

There is usually only one way to relieve the loneliness of a seventeen-year-old girl, a man who can understand her and who she likes. She could not find such a man.

Because she has always believed that there are only two real men in the world, one is her father and the other is her brother.

Other men, she didn't see them at all.

If she has a mother, she can still confide her thoughts to her mother. Unfortunately, her mother has long passed away.

She was always at a distance from her father, and the only person she could chat with was her brother.

Now that her brother is about to get married, she knows that she will be lonelier in the future.

Lonely.

What a terrible loneliness.

Zhao Wuji went out early in the morning, and hasn't returned until now. She is the most worried person.

Because only she knows what he is going to do.

Their brothers and sisters have never kept secrets.

"I'm going to pay my debts, I must pay them back, but I may not be able to pay some debts. If I don't come back at night, I will probably never come back."

She didn't hold him, nor did she persuade him.

Because she knows him and knows a real man, if she is determined to do something, others can't help it, and it's useless to persuade him.

She has always been proud of having such a brother in her heart.

She has been waiting since dusk, standing outside the corner gate of the back garden.

When it got dark, she also began to worry.

At this moment, she saw a man and a horse rushing into the narrow alley outside their backyard like crazy.

She already knows who this person is before she can see what this person is like.

Only Zhao Wuji can be so crazy, only Zhao Wuji can ride horses like this.

She immediately jumped up and cheered.

"Zhao Wuji is back."

Zhao Wuji is changing clothes.

There was no time to take a bath, so he started to change clothes, changing into the groom’s suit.

He still wears a stinky sweat, and his two legs are not only painful, but the inner skin has been worn out by the saddle.

Although the horse he rode back was a fast horse of a thousand, it has fallen down now.

He is far from falling down, he is already pretty good.

Now he knows that being a bridegroom is not easy.

From the beginning of changing clothes, it has been very difficult.

He never thought of the clothes the bridegroom wore was so troublesome. It was more troublesome than the little girl dressing for her clay doll. Fortunately, he finally calmed down because he knew he had the most in his life. Only this time.

Three people are helping him change clothes.

It should have belonged to three women, but he insisted on using men.

Three women he neither recognized nor liked wanted to change his clothes. He couldn't bear it.

It's just that there is still a woman in the house.

Although this woman cannot be regarded as a woman in his eyes, but in the eyes of others, she is a standard and beautiful woman, a complete woman, except for her bad temper, almost Can be regarded as a woman among women.

Qianqian sat in the corner of the room, watching him change clothes, sitting on the ground.

Even if there are 800 chairs in the house, she would not sit, because she likes to sit on the ground.

She likes to sit on the ground.

Ba Sui has two feet of mud on the ground. As long as she likes it, she will still sit down.

She doesn't care if the clothes are dirty. She doesn't even care if she sits in a seat or not.

She is different from Wei Fengniang.

She always only does what she likes to do.

Zhao Wuji is shaking his head. "Just relying on your sitting statue, how can you get married in the future?"

Qianqian "hum" from his nose: "Do you care whether I marry or not? I won't marry you anyway!"

Zhao Wuji smiled bitterly.

He only had a wry smile.

Qianqian is still not convinced: "What's more, a man like you can marry a wife, why can't I marry?"

Zhao Wuji couldn't help expressing his opinion again: "But you are a woman, and a woman must be more or less like a woman!"

Qianqian flattened his mouth: "What should a woman look like? Like your fragrance"

Speaking of Xiangxiang, Zhao Wuji stopped talking.

Thousands of people are not forgiving: "Is she really fragrant, how fragrant is she?"

She seems to be very interested in this kind of question, and Zhao Wuji can only change the subject quickly.

"Are there many people here today?"

"Hmm!"

"Who are here?"

"The people who should have come have not come, and the people who shouldn't have come have come."

Zhao Wuji glanced at his sister from the corner of his eyes: "I know the grandfather's son must not be here!"

Qianqian couldn't help asking: "How do you know?"

Zhao Wuji deliberately smiled sinisterly: "Because he should have come."

Qianqian's face turned red.

"Master", is the first powerful person in Dafengtang, and is recognized by everyone in the arena, Zhiduoxing Sikong Xiaofeng.

His son is called Sikongqu.

Sikong Qu is interesting to Qianqian, and it is no secret to anyone.

Zhao Wuji is very proud.

His action finally made his talkative sister temporarily shut her mouth, but he forgot that he also had some secrets that weren't secrets.

The Thousand Thousand Eyes turned around, and suddenly sighed, saying: "It's a pity, what a pity!"

Zhao Wuji couldn't help but ask: "What are you pity?"

Qianqiandao: "It's a pity that no one came."

Zhao Wuji said: "Who?"

Qianqian said: "Is someone who should have come more"

Zhao Wuji said: "Who?"

Qianqiandao: "Poor pity."

Zhao Wuji said: "What does she have to do with me? I haven't even seen her face."

Qianqiandao: "It's a pity because you haven't seen her face"

She also glanced at her brother with a sleeping corner: "Don't you always want to see what she looks like?"

Zhao Wuji couldn't deny it.

He really wanted to see what this "poor pity" looked like. This is no secret!

This "poor pity" is the only daughter of their three great masters!

Her name is Lian Lian.

Shangguan pity.

Everyone knows that she is a talented woman and a beauty.

Bi is that no one has ever seen her before.

Because she was sent to Huangshan by her father from the minibus, some people say that she went to study art.

"Huangshan "Miaoyu View" Master Miaoyu's martial arts is most suitable for girls."

Some people also said that she went to recuperate.

"She was born with a strange disease, just like her mother. If she can't rest in peace, she may not even be able to live at twenty years of age."

Why did she go?

No one has ever known, and no one has ever asked Shangguan Blade.

Shangguan Blade has never been an easy-to-reach person, and I don't want others to mention this issue.

The death of his wife, and her daughter, are things he never wants to mention.

If Shangguan Blade is unwilling to mention something, if you mention it, you can only ask yourself to be boring.

It doesn't matter who you are.

Master Yun Feiyangyun, the master of Balian Great Wind Hall, knows his weird temper.

Speaking of pity, Zhao Wuji had to change the subject quickly and asked, "Did the old man take medicine today?"

This topic is always what they care about most.

Because the old man is their father.

The term "old man" definitely doesn't mean disrespect at all. It just means the kind of care and intimacy between their brothers and sisters and their father that others will never understand.

In the eyes of others, their father may be a terrible person. Most people in the arena will give birth to a kind of respect that is close to fear when they mention the five words "Golden Dragon Sword and Zhao Jian".

Despise is in their eyes, he is not only their strict father, but also their loving mother.

Mrs. Zhao passed away very early, and he brought up their brothers and sisters.

In the cold night of dripping water, it is him who will get up and cover them.

In the sunny spring morning, he was the one who accompanied them to fly the kites in the garden.

In order to raise these two children, this strong martial artist who used a sword to help his best friend Yun Feiyang establish the Great Wind Hall in the past, his temper gradually changed.

In recent years, although his temper has become better, his body has gradually weakened and became tired easily.

After dealing with the heavy work of Dafengtang, he often sits alone in the study, so tired that he can't even speak, and sometimes he even convulses all over his body in pain.

Their brothers and sisters gradually discovered his pain and concluded that he must be hiding some kind of pain.

Although their siblings can force him to see the doctor, this stubborn old man often refuses to take medicine.

He often said: "Only women can take medicine all day long. Are you going to treat me as a woman?"

This idea is very incorrect, but as long as he thinks it is right, no one can change him.

Qianqian sighed softly and said: "Today he secretly poured the bowl of medicine into the gutter again!"

Zhao Wuji smiled bitterly and said: "I really can't figure out why he is always afraid of taking medicine like a child."

Qianqiandao: "I heard that when a person gets older, he will often rejuvenate."

Zhao Wuji said: "I heard that Mr. Lu from Huashan also came here specially. Although the cause of his illness cannot be diagnosed by others, is there any disease that cannot be cured under Mr. Lu's hand?"

Old man Lu is the "Huashan Medical Yin" Lu Tong. He is not only a famous doctor of the Huashan Sword School, but also a famous genius doctor in the world.

Qianqiandao: "After eating at noon today, Mr. Lu has already taken the pulse for the old man."

She thought about it, and then said: "The two of them are still locked in the study and talked for a long time."

Zhao Wuji said: "What did they say after they came out?"

Qianqiandao: "When they came out, the old man looked very happy, and he specially set up a table of wine, and asked the three masters to have a drink in the back garden."

Three Masters: One of the three giants of Dafengtang, the "Iron Sword and Gold Man" Shangguan Blade who rarely speaks a word all day long.

When the golden man still speaks, it is harder to ask him to speak than to ask the golden man to speak.

Qianqiandao: "He also drank a lot of alcohol with the old man today. I didn't know until today that his alcohol volume is probably better than you."

Zhao Wuji smiled and said: "In this way, the old man's illness must have turned around."

Qianqiandao: "But Old Uncle Lu seems very worried, and he refuses to drink even wine."

Zhao Wuji frowned again.

At this moment, there was a heavy and hurried footsteps outside the window. A person asked outside: "Is the young master here?"

Zhao Wuji and Qian Qiandu heard that it was old ginger's voice.

Lao Jiang has been in Zhao's Mansion for decades. He has changed from Zhao Jian’s book boy to the general manager of Hefeng Villa. The shuttlecock had two legs better than anyone else. In recent years, he has been dragged down by rheumatism. It's difficult to get up.

The despicable thing is that Zhao Jian is in his mind, but he will always be the young master of the past.

He couldn't even change his title.

Qianqian jumped up from the ground, opened the window, and found that the old ginger, who had always been the most stable, seemed to be very anxious now, although he had stopped already, still panting.

She couldn't help but ask: "What's the big deal, what are you anxious about?"

Old Jiang gasped and said, "Uncle Sikong has already arrived from Baoding Mansion, and he is waiting in the flower hall to meet the young master, but the young master does not know where he went."

Qianqiandao: "Have you looked for it?"

Lao Jiang said: "I have searched everywhere, not only could I not find the young master, but even the third master of Shangguan was gone."

Qianqian also became a little anxious.

Lao Jiang has followed her father for forty years, and he knows everything about Hefeng Villa.

If he can't even find anyone, who else can find him?

Zhao Wuji suddenly said: "I can find it."

Old **** said: "Do you know where he is?"

Zhao Wuji smiled; "Only I know that place, I will find it for you."

He didn't care that he had changed into the groom's suit, so he jumped up and rushed out.

Old Jiang looked at him, shook his head and sighed: "The temper of the young master is exactly the same as that of the young master when he was young."

Although he was sighing, his eyes were filled with relief.

His eldest young master has done shameful things at the end of his life, and now he has a good reward after all.

Seeing this young master grow up to marry a wife and have children, he has no regrets in his life.

He only hopes that the young master can quickly find his eldest master: Hurry up to worship the heaven and the earth, enter the bridal chamber, and he can catch his breath, and go to his old partner for a quick drink.

Qianqian was a little unconvinced and couldn't help but said: "I don't believe there are places here that we don't even know."

Old Jiang said: "There are some places we shouldn't know." Qianqiandao: "Why?"

Old Jiang said: "Because that must be a secret place for the young master to deal with official affairs, the young master has always been public and private, of course he will not let us know." Qianqiandao: "Then how would Zhao Wuji know?"

Old **** said: "Young Master is the heir of Young Master. After the Young Master retires in the future, it will be the Young Master who will inherit his career.

Master, of course he should let Young Master know about these things. "

Qianqian is even more unconvinced: "Why can only he know, am I not my father's own birth"

Old **** said: "You? Are you a girl after all"

Qianqiandao: "What about girls?"

Old **** said: "Girls will always get married sooner or later. After they get married, they will belong to someone else's family."

He is telling the truth, he always tells the truth.

Qianqian couldn't refute him even if he wanted to refute him, but gave him a fierce look and said: "I just didn't want to marry, how about you?"

Old **** smiled and said: "How am I? How can I?"

He squinted his eyes and smiled, and said, "I'm afraid that when the time comes, it won't work if others really want you not to marry?"

The organization of Huangdao Jiri Dafengtang is strict and huge. The power of Dafengtang is not only spread across the Central Plains, but also far beyond the border.

Dafengtang is able to have today, not only because the "Tornado God" Yunfeiyang's ambition and courage is beyond human's reach, but also because he has three other people who have been with him in life and death! A good friend who fought side by side with him, always fighting tirelessly.

These three people are Sikong Xiaofeng, Zhao Jian and Shangguan Blade.

They used their blood and sweat to create the Great Wind Hall, victory and glory, of course, should be shared by them.

Since Grandpa Yun Feiyang announced that he would be shut down for five years and practiced an unparalleled swordsmanship, the burden of Dafengtang has completely fallen on their shoulders.

They are friends of life and death. Not only can they share adversities, but they can also share prosperity.

So between them, there has never been a fight for power and profit. They only have one mind to help the weak and the strong.

Despite is the temper and character of the three of them, but they are definitely three different types.

Sikong Xiaofeng is the oldest and the most mild-tempered. He is a well-known "wise man" in the world.

He didn't want to quarrel with others in his life, and he didn't like killing and bleeding.

He believes that everything can be solved with human wisdom, without using a knife at all.

So some people in the arena secretly gave him a nickname, calling him "Sigong Granny"!

The disciples under Dafengtang, although they respect him very much, they don't necessarily really admire him.

These fresh-hearted and enthusiastic teenagers always think that he is a little hypocritical and a little cowardly in doing things.

They are full of ambitions, and they are always unable to show off.

Because Sikong Xiaofeng has already decided on the policy to deal with their powerful enemy "Pilitang".

People don’t offend me, I don’t offend people.

Never make a move when it is not necessary?

If the children under the door of Dafengtang invade the boundaries of the Pilitang, they will kill you without mercy!

Shangguan Blade is a golden man who is "close-minded" no matter what happens!

Ballian's cronies who have followed him for many years can hardly hear him say a word.

He always believes that everyone has the right to keep some **, and will never allow anyone to interrogate his private affairs.

His room has always been heavily guarded, and no one has ever dared to take a step forward.

He is also like Zhao Jian. His wife died early and his only daughter was sent to a distant place.

Now not only does he have no relatives, he doesn't even have a few friends.

His loneliness and arrogance are well known in the world, and no one can approach him at all.

So of the three of them, the one most loved by the children is Zhao Jian.

Zhao Jian leaped over horses and lakes when he was young, happily enmity, drew his sword in the street and splashed five steps with blood.

Although his temper has gradually eased when he is old, he is still an upright temperament!

As long as you are really his friend, even if he asks him to cut off his head for you, he won't frown.

This kind of person is a typical hero in the minds of teenagers.

Everyone not only respects and admires him, but also really likes him. Today is the day of his only child rejoicing. Of course, everyone will come to him for a glass of wedding wine.

Ba Lian, Mr. Yun, who has been in a closed retreat on Qingshi Mountain for two years, sent someone a special gift to congratulate him.

Everyone is waiting to see the bridegroom's demeanor, and wants to see his wise and beautiful bride.

As soon as Zhao Wuji appeared, everyone surrounded him.

Although he didn't go to the hall, there were people in the backyard, and it was crowded with people everywhere.

Everyone saw the bridegroom in auspicious clothes, running around before praying to heaven and earth. They were all surprised and happy. No one thought he was rude.

Zhao Erye’s son, should have been such an informal, bold and unrestrained man.

Zhao Wuji finally got rid of them, walked through a peach blossom forest in the back garden, walked across a small curved bank, and came to a small courtyard full of green bamboos.

The wind blows the bamboo leaves, just like listening to the waves, but the laughter and voice of people outside did not reach here.

There are five flat rooms in the small courtyard, three bright and two dark, where the owner of Hefeng Villa is quietly thinking and studying.

Of course Lao Jiang knew about this place, and of course he had come to look for it.

He didn't find his eldest master, just because there was no one here at all, there was no one before and after.

It's that Zhao Wuji didn't feel disappointed, because he knew the secret of this place. Only he knows.

The last elegant room is Zhao Jian's study room, with bookshelves on all sides, walking in is like walking into a bookstore.

Despite, there is no one here.

Zhao Wuji walked in and made sure that there was no one here. Instead of worrying, he was relieved.

Because only he knows the bookshelf on the left wall and there is a secret, that is the secret place where his father handles the affairs of Dafengtang.

He believes that his father must be here, and he is probably discussing something confidential with the third master of Shangguan~ IndoMTL.com~ He didn’t go in directly. First, he used the bronze paperweight on the case and tapped the book shelf lightly. Three grid bars.

He knocked it three times in a row, but there was no response.

At this moment, he was a little anxious, and squeezed the wrench next to the bookshelf. As soon as the bookshelf turned a line, he rushed in.

His father is indeed in the secret room, wearing a purple satin robe specially tailored for his son's Jiri, and in his hand he holds a jadeite snuff bottle that he usually loves. But his head was gone.

Zhao Wuji knelt down, neither crying nor crying.

There are no tears in his eyes, only blood!

A gust of wind came in from outside, blowing up two pages of an almanac on the desk, as if being opened by an invisible hand, and turned to the third page, which just read: March 2 Seventeen, good luck, suitable for marriage.

This day is really a good day for everything, a lucky day.