Seeing Xie Wule's hesitation, Song Weiwei made a plan in her mind. She wanted to get closer to Xie Wule. Sharing secrets was undoubtedly the fastest way to build a deeper bond. But when the words came to his mouth, his eyes drooped and he said: "Master Xie, if you have something unspeakable, there is no need to say it."
Xie Wule looked at Song Weiwei deep in thought. It's not necessarily correct to say that he was meditating, but the words "remnants of the previous dynasty" lingered in his mind over and over again.
At this time, he also understood that he was extremely disgusted with his identity and refused to admit it, so he would be so angry whenever others mentioned it. If I were just an ordinary citizen, not a prince of the former dynasty, living in a small town all my life, dreaming of unrealistic dreams, and being happy, then how could I have such a broken family?
I thought I had changed, but essentially I am still the same person who likes to escape reality.
After a long time, Xie Wule finally spoke: "Miss Weiwei, I am the prince of the former dynasty."
There was silence, no screams, no curses, and the various scenes imagined in Xie Wule's mind did not happen. Song Weiwei just smiled and responded softly. Although she had long known that Xie Wule was from the previous dynasty, now that Xie Wule was willing to tell her personally, this was a very happy thing for her.
This was the first time that Xie Wule saw others not showing disgust after hearing about the previous dynasty. He had passed many places and met many people before, but when he talked about the remnants of the previous dynasty, it was as if he wanted to kill them all: "Miss Weiwei, don't you dislike me?"
"Why should I thank you, Master?"
"But others..."
Song Weiwei interrupted: "Mr. Xie, do you know why so many people hate the so-called remnants of the previous dynasty?"
"I don't know, maybe it's just because he is a remnant of the previous dynasty."
"Why do Mr. Xie think so? There must be a reason to hate someone. No one will be hated for no reason. People hate the remnants of the previous dynasty so much because most of them do things that hurt others. For example, Xue Fei , Yang Wanjiang, etc., they were all centurions during the Anguo period, but they took over the mountain and became kings, robbed other people's money, and harmed other people's lives. If there are more people like this, people will be resistant to such a group."
Xie Wule recalled the tragedy in Jinxiang Town and Wuling Village fell into silence.
Song Weiwei sat next to Xie Wule and looked at him sideways: "Have Mr. Xie done anything bad? Why should I hate Mr. Xie?"
Xie Wule shook his head: "But what did we do wrong? Are we going to waste so much effort to drive us all out?"
"Can you tell me?" Song Weiwei heard confusion and more sadness from Xie Wule's tone. I don't know what Mr. Xie has been through, but I also want to share some of it for him.
There was another long silence.
Xie Wule told Song Weiwei everything he had experienced. Song Weiwei's eyes turned red when she heard that. He knew that Xie Wule once had a seventh uncle who raised him, a fiancée Liu Yucheng whom he loved and loved, an uncle who entrusted everything to him, and an uncle who died protecting him. Uncle Wu and Master. Xie Wule was also hesitant and afraid of death because of the injury to his shoulder.
Mr. Xie has experienced too much. The people he values and are close to have all left him one by one. He cannot imagine how painful he is in his heart.
Looking at Xie Wule when he talked about these things, he felt sometimes with hatred and sometimes with anger. The only thing that remained unchanged was the tears that kept flowing from his eyes. Song Weiwei was heartbroken and couldn't help but pull Xie Wule towards her and hold her in her arms.
Xie Wule looked at Song Weiwei with tearful eyes.
"I don't know why they treat you like this. Maybe it's just because of your status." Song Weiwei shook her head and wiped away the tears from the corner of his eyes: "It doesn't matter, you have done a good job." Xie Wule had the courage to face his own problems. , constantly changing yourself, which is something that most people can’t do.
“Mr. Having said so much, I also wanted to tell him some of my secrets: "There were actually not that many good people on the road this time. I met bandits who blocked the road and robbed me, and I stayed in an inn selling human meat and barbecued pork buns, but I still Escaped."
"Besides, and this time I came to see you specially." When Song Weiwei said it, her face turned red. She lowered her head and saw that Xie Wule had fallen asleep in her arms at some point: "I don't know that Mr. Xie heard it either." Hehe, it doesn’t matter, I’ll tell him again later, it doesn’t matter how many times.”
Xie Wule was always wary of others attacking him. He always warned himself not to be lazy and to improve his martial arts quickly. Therefore, he had not slept so peacefully for a long time. After telling these things to others, he instantly felt that Much more relaxed.
After a long time, Xie Wule woke up, opened his eyes, and found that he had slept in Song Weiwei's arms for who knows how long. He stood up hurriedly: "Miss Weiwei...I have lost my temper."
Song Weiwei looked at the somewhat frightened Xie Wule, her eyes curled up into crescent moons: "Hehe, it's okay, Mr. Xie can come back when he is tired."
Xie Wule's cheeks were hot and red, and Song Weiwei's smile became even brighter.
"Master Xie, do you want to seek revenge from the Guo family?"
"Of course then, it's just that we have to wait for a while now. I am not their opponent yet." Now that Xie Wule knows who the enemy is, he will definitely not let it go.
"Well, as Song Weiwei, I support you, Mr. Xie." Song Weiwei said with a smile. She is from the Song family, one of the two major martial arts families. If she directly expresses the Song family's stance, it will cause a lot of trouble. The guests and affiliated families of the Song family may also be hostile to the Guo family. Naturally, the Guo family will not sit still and wait for death. If it goes further, there will be chaos in the world. So she could only say that she was speaking on her own behalf: "Mr. Xie, how about I teach you swordsmanship?"
"Miss Weiwei knows swordsmanship?" Xie Wule couldn't believe it.
"Of course, and my swordsmanship is better than my brother's!" Song Weiwei felt a little disappointed in her heart. Mr. Xie didn't know this, so naturally Mr. Xie didn't know what she just said.
"More powerful than Brother Song?" Xie Wule smiled brightly: "If possible, of course it would be best."
"Hmph, you don't believe me. Just wait, I'll get the sword and let's have a showdown." Song Weiwei trotted to her horse and pulled out a long sword. This long sword looks very simple and elegant, and the hilt seems a bit too big for Song Weiwei, unlike the one used by her daughter.
Song Weiwei saw Xie Wule's doubts and explained: "This was passed down to me by my father. It is one of our family's heirlooms. Although I don't like it very much, don't underestimate him. This is a good sword. "The moment the long sword was unsheathed, if there was a dragon roar, the surrounding sunlight seemed to dim a bit.
"It's really a good sword!" Xie Wule praised. Although he has no research on swords, he also knows that this sword is the best quality among the swords he has seen so far.
Being able to pass such a good sword to Song Weiwei also shows that her swordsmanship is what she said. Xie Wule stopped joking and pulled out the broken sword.
This sword should have been given to Mr. Xie by his master, so she had to be careful not to damage it. Song Weiwei knew very well how terrifying the sword in her hand was.
"Miss Weiwei, please."
"Thank you, Mr. Master, for your invitation."
Xie Wule rushed over quickly. He didn't give Song Weiwei three moves just because she was a woman. In his opinion, the best way to respect your opponent is to go all out.
The two swords collided, and the roar of the dragon sounded again, but it was different from when it was unsheathed. If it was said with pride when it was sheathed, then it sounds like a cry now. These two people did not know.
The Song Family Tai Chi Sword is famous for it, and Song Weiwei is naturally very good at Tai Chi Sword. Song Weiwei uses the sword as her body and controls the sword with her body. Together with the sword formula, it becomes a trend. The spirit, mind, energy, and strength are perfectly integrated, and all parts of the body are in harmony with each other. Breathing and breathing are precise and natural, and movements are hard and soft, active but not frivolous, and heavy but not sluggish.
Xie Wule didn't get a single move and wanted to withdraw his sword, but found that his sword was tightly entangled and he couldn't withdraw, nor could he attack. If he attacked rashly, he would definitely be injured by Song Weiwei's dense sword flowers.
Xie Wule found that he had been taken away by Song Weiwei, and he had no way to escape for a while. He had no choice but to admit defeat: "Miss Weiwei's swordsmanship is really exquisite, I admit defeat."
Hearing the sound, Song Weiwei sheathed her sword and said with a smile: "How about Mr. Xie? Do you want to learn? I'll teach you!"
"I want to learn. The swordsmanship is so exquisite. Of course I want to learn." Xie Wule did not hide it and admitted generously: "Miss Weiwei, what state are you in now?"
"Realm?" Song Weiwei paused for a while: "I am now in the lower Dantian Xiaocheng."
"What about Brother Song?"
"Brother, his upper and lower dantians are perfect. By the way, Guo Li's lower dantians are also perfect, but I heard that he has touched the threshold of the outer world." Song Weiwei thought for a moment and said, "Mr. Xie should have just reached the level of dantian."
Xie Wule didn't cultivate his internal strength, so he didn't know what state he was in. He could only nod. If his strength was really like this, then he still had a way to get revenge. It was also at this time that he realized that Brother Xu was so powerful.
Seeing Xie Wule lowering his head and not speaking for a long time, Song Weiwei thought he was feeling sad about his realm, so she hurriedly comforted him: "Young Master Xie is fine, your talent is very good, it won't be long before you can catch up with them."
"Yes." Xie Wule nodded.
Song Weiwei suddenly thought of something, looked at Xie Wule, and blushed: "Master Xie, if you don't suggest it, I can use my internal power to help you warm up your muscles and veins."
Although Xie Wule didn't cultivate his internal strength, he was still good at warming and nourishing his meridians. He remembered that the warmth felt quite comfortable when Brother Xu warmed him up before, so he agreed, "Thank you very much, Miss Weiwei."
Song Weiwei didn't expect Xie Wule to agree, her face flushed and she lowered her head: "Then let's go to the nearest city to find an inn."
Xie Wule nodded in agreement, and the two set off on their way.
The closer she got to the city, the more nervous Song Weiwei became. She followed Xie Wule on horseback, looking up from time to time to look at Xie Wule's back. What Xie Wule didn't know was that in the Song family's method of warming and nourishing the muscles and veins, the two of them had to take off their clothes in order to better interact with their internal forces.
"What do you two need?" the waiter asked eagerly.
"I want a bigger room." Xie Wule said, thinking that if the room was too small for two people, it would be a little crowded.
"Okay, sir, please give me room number one that day." The waiter smiled broadly.
Tian Zi No. 1? Xie Wule took a few steps back and looked up. There were three big characters on the plaque: "Fengjiang Tower".
