Song Mingxing couldn't find a single move, and turned the stab into a horizontal slash, but it was a move in Tai Chi swordsmanship called "Swallow Copying Water". Song Zhengjing stepped back with his left foot and leaned back at the same time. He avoided this move and turned his defense into an attack. He reached out to grab Song Mingxing's wrist. Song Mingxing was secretly surprised: "This masked man is really powerful. He is facing me with bare hands like this." Even with a bare blade in hand, he can still attack."
Seeing that his fingers were about to touch his wrist, Song Mingxing turned his body and head to the left, pulled back the sword, got rid of his outstretched fingers, turned around again, stretched out his arms again, and stabbed out the sword again. It was "exploring the sea." ".
Song Zhengjing saw that his moves were flexible and proficient, and his heart was filled with joy. He only sighed that the tiger father had no dogs, but he did not dare to take it lightly. He saw the white light flashing in front of his eyes, and he would be injured if he was not careful. He knew that he had superb martial arts, so he took it back in his busy schedule. Stretch your hand and retreat sharply.
Song Mingxing straightened his arm, and the tip of the sword was still an inch away from it. The two looked at each other, Song Mingxing straightened up again, and struck again with the sword. Although the calculation was surprising, it still had no effect and was avoided by the masked man.
Song Zhengjing dodged the sword several times, but found that he only retreated, and the two of them were getting closer and closer to the door and window. Even though my cultivation level was much higher than that of Song Mingxing, I still felt it was thrilling and wanted to see his moves again. I thought that if I let him attack all the time, it would be a bad idea to accidentally let him escape. He thought that the only way to do this was to launch a fierce attack and force Song Mingxing back again.
Thinking of taking a fierce step forward, Song Mingxing was only focused on attacking before. Now when he saw the masked man suddenly counterattacking with a fierce momentum, he was afraid that the current distance between him and him was not enough to defend, but he was unwilling to give up the few steps he had finally taken to advance. He kept a few steps away, gritted his teeth and pushed out the long sword again, intending to fight head-on with the masked man.
Song Zhengjing didn't expect Song Mingxing to be so forceful and was shocked. The long sword came to the front of him again. If he didn't dodge, he would be injured. But if he retreated, Song Mingxing would have to seize the opportunity to escape. While thinking, Song Mingxing took a few steps back. Song Zhengjing came to his senses and saw There was a sword blade pointed between the index and middle fingers of his left hand. Looking at Song Mingxing's frowning expression and the illusive face under the mask, he smiled helplessly.
It turned out that in his desperation, his body moved involuntarily, not only intercepting Song Mingxing's attacking sword, but also breaking it with internal force.
Song Mingxing looked down at the broken long sword in his hand, and then stared at the masked man, wondering in his heart. This man had such abilities, so he was not afraid of himself. Even dodging seemed a bit redundant. Even if he tried his best It is also difficult to hurt it at all. Likewise, I shouldn't be able to dodge the move he used to attack me. But he is still entangled with himself to this day, why is this?
Xie Wule picked up the amulet on the pillow and held it in his hand. It was given to Song Mingxing when he reunited. Looking at it, Xie Wule suddenly stood up from the bed. Since the eldest brother handed this to me, it means that he had seen the auntie before. He was just reminiscing about old times that day and even forgot to ask the eldest brother about the situation of the auntie.
After a while, Xie Wule lay down again. It was already late today and his eldest brother should have rested. He might as well ask again tomorrow.
Tossing and turning, Xie Wule felt that his heart seemed to be blocked by something. The figure of Aunt Zhao appeared in his mind again and again. He couldn't calm down for a while and couldn't fall asleep. Xie Wule got up again. Sure enough, he still wanted to ask about this matter. , the talent is over, but I want to fall asleep.
After putting on his clothes, Xie Wule went out and walked to Song Mingxing's room.
capture! A bad thought arose in Song Mingxing's mind. Was this man trying to capture him alive? The opponent was defeated some time ago, and now they are here to capture me and pressure my virtuous brother to return him to the city? There is no other reason besides this. Song Mingxing's eyes were solemn.
"Ming Xing." Song Zhengjing also knew that now, it was unrealistic to want to learn more about two moves with him, and it would be boring to continue the stalemate, so he simply called out his name.
Song Zhengjing has not returned home for five years. He has contacted his mother, and there is no news about him there. Hearing the news that he was killed by Guo Xingjian, he did not believe it at first. However, the people he sent to inquire about the news found nothing. Wei and Weiwei's mood changed from worry at first, to luck later, to calmness, as if they had already believed the news of his death.
Now that Song Mingxing heard this familiar voice again, his body trembled, his hand broke and the sword dropped. Looking at the masked man in front of him, his tone was a little uncertain: "Father?"
"Father!" When Xie Wule first arrived in front of Song Mingxing's door, he heard the sound of smashing in the house. He felt worried, so he pushed the door directly and entered. Seeing the mess in the house, Song Mingxing was holding a broken sword and staring at a masked man. He was shocked. , just as he was about to step forward to help, he heard Song Mingxing calling that person, and he couldn't help but exhale.
Xie Wule had never seen a masked man that day. Although he heard Zhang Xing and others mention it, there were so many people wearing masks in the world that he didn't want to go in any direction. He didn't know that the man in front of him was the one who caused everyone to fall into this trap that day. The man in trouble.
Song Zhengjing turned around and saw someone breaking in. He knew that he had been discovered, or that many people would come to surround and suppress him soon. It seemed that the matter of recognizing Song Mingxing could only be discussed another day. Since today had a beginning, Song Mingxing planted a seed in his heart. Once the seed is planted, it will not be difficult to see him again in the future.
Thinking of Song Zhengjing, he was like a phantom, jumping past Xie Wule and trying to rush out the door.
The speed was so fast that Xie Wule couldn't react in time. When he turned around, the masked man had already arrived at the door.
"Who is this person! If you don't want to die, just run away!" Song Zhengjing said angrily when he suddenly saw a figure suddenly appearing in front of the door blocking his way. Seeing that the man had no intention of getting out of the way, Song Zhengjing slowed down a bit, and at the same time swung his palm at the man.
Song Zhengjing thought that after meeting Song Mingxing, he would not hurt anyone in front of him, so this palm seemed to be fast and violent, but in fact it was not very powerful, and it could only push people away. Although the people in this house should all be traitors and should be killed, Song Mingxing seems to be related to them after all.
"What's going on? It's so strange!" Song Zhengjing thought to himself, why did he not arrive at this short distance of one or two meters for so long. Song Zhengjing's right hand was still in front of him. When he looked up, the man was right in front of him. It turned out to be an illusion. The next moment, Song Zhengjing was shocked because he found that he had not crossed the threshold yet, that is, it was not him who moved, but this person!
This person is Xiao Zizai.
"Master, show mercy! This man seems to be my eldest brother's father." Xie Wule shouted. Xiao Zizai glanced at Xie Wule and nodded. Song Zhengjing seemed to be affected by gravity and flew back and fell in front of the bookcase.
If his disciple hadn't come, he would have been invisible the whole time, watching the show. Even if Song Mingxing was killed, he would not show up. Who cares who this person is.
Xiao Zizai arched his eyebrows, walked towards Xie Wule, and said, "Disciple is not injured, right?" Xiao Xiao also stood up, jumped into Xie Wule's arms, and looked up and down on him with fox eyes.
"Thank you, Master, for your concern. I'm fine."
"Well, it's fine." Xiao Zizai nodded and stood aside and stopped talking.
Xie Wule turned to look at Song Mingxing. He originally asked him if he was injured, but felt that it was not suitable now, so he swallowed it.
Song Mingxing looked at the masked man still lying on the ground, walked up to him, and said with a hint of trembling in his tone: "Are you my father?"
Song Zhengjing looked at Xiao Zizai beside him, feeling a little wary in his heart. He thought he would never meet an opponent now, but he didn't expect that he would fly so far away just by being shocked by this man's internal force. He raised his head and glanced at Song Mingxing again. At this moment, he didn't know whether to recognize him or not.
After a long silence, Song Zhengjing sighed and sat up: "Ming Xing, I'm not dead."
After hearing the exact answer, Song Mingxing could no longer control his emotions, tears rolled out of his eyes, and he turned away: "Well, you are not dead, then why don't you go home? Why don't you go to the imperial city to see my mother?" Song Mingxing's heart He is happy and angry at the same time. He is happy that his father is still alive, but angry that he has not communicated with his family in the past five years, which has made his mother and Weiwei worried for a long time.
Song Zhengjing looked at Song Mingxing's back and felt guilty. No matter as a father or a husband, he had not fulfilled his responsibilities, which made his wife and children worried for a long time: "Mingxing, you have done a lot of martial arts, even if your opponent is me. , you also have the ability to protect yourself. You have grown up." Song Zhengjing didn't want to talk about that topic, so he brought up this matter.
"I asked you why you don't go see your mother, even if you just write a letter to say you're safe?" Song Mingxing asked again, not listening to what he was saying.
Silence.
"I ask you why you don't contact us?" Song Mingxing turned around and glared at his father: "I ask you, why don't you speak? Do you know how worried we are about you? Do you know how long we have been looking for you? ?" Xie Wule was standing at a distance and could clearly see the tears on his face.
Song Zhengjing sighed again and said seriously: "Ming Xing, I also have my own difficulties." He tried to use his majesty to stop Song Mingxing from asking questions as before.
The effect is no longer there. "Tell me, tell me what difficulties you have! Can't you discuss countermeasures with us? You can just hide out and everything will be fine. Have you ever considered us?"
After saying that, Song Mingxing also sat on the ground. Song Zhengjing looked at him: "Ming Xing, I've been lucky to you in the past five years."
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"Dad, this is my virtuous brother. That master over there is his master." Song Mingxian, Song Zhengjing, Jian Shao, thanked Wule and the others.
Xie Wule hurriedly saluted: "Hello, uncle." He also thought that this was also Weiwei's father.
Song Zhengjing glanced at Xie Wule, nodded and smiled: "What a coincidence, we have met once before."
Xie Wule was stunned and looked at the mask: "Thank you uncle for saving my life! I didn't know it was you at that time, so please don't blame me if I was negligent." He remembered that this mask was the one that saved him in the Imperial City Arena before. That person. My eldest brother saved me once, my uncle saved me once, and I have that kind of relationship with Weiwei. I have a lot of fate with my eldest brother’s family!
Xie Wule thought of something and felt warm in his heart. The martial arts training ground is very close to the Shu Mansion, and Song Zhengjing has always been by their side. This is because the eldest brother and the others don't know it.
"It's a small matter, as I said that day, it's my responsibility." Song Zhengjing still smiled.
Looking at Xiao Zizai again, Song Zhengjing stood up and saluted: "Boy, Song Zhengjing, I have offended you a lot just now, please forgive me." Xiao Zizai nodded without responding, Song Zhengjing stopped talking to him, and sat down to chat with Song Mingxing and Song Mingxing. Heaven comes.
"How come you two are with the rebels?" Song Zhengjing didn't know that Xie Wule was the prince of the former dynasty: "You also want to return to the An Dynasty? You are still young, I don't know, so why is the former dynasty so good now? You are young People are full of energy, if you want to make a name for yourself, it’s better to serve the court and don’t get involved with these people.”
"Dad!" Song Mingxing interrupted. Afraid of touching Xie Wule's sore spot again.
"What's wrong?"
"It's okay, uncle, just keep talking." Xie Wule said, amidst Song Mingxing's puzzled expression, he also wanted to know something about the past and present. Why do Grandpa Weiwei, "Junzi Dao" and others say...
"In the An Dynasty, the previous emperors could be regarded as wise emperors, but the last emperor was indeed a faint emperor. When he ruled, the border was invaded by the Mo people and there was no peace. In order to avoid conflict with the Mo people, , that Hunjun actually chose to cut off the city to seek peace!"
"We gave away the land of our ancestors, five cities today, ten cities tomorrow. Countless people of Kang were enslaved by the Mo people!"
"We were weak externally but carried out tyranny internally. The previous court was completely rotten from top to bottom, inside and outside. There were countless corrupt officials, thieves and robbers were rampant, and the people lived in dire straits and misery."
