"What's going on with this guy?" Everyone came up to Chu Qingxiao and looked at Zhu Quan's leaving figure. They all felt a little baffled.
"If I had known, why did I spend so much effort to help him?" Song Qingqing muttered: "After finally helping him deal with Ma Yingying, he has to plead guilty himself? Isn't this help in vain?"
"Is there something wrong with this guy's brain? Has he forgotten how his father died?" Chu Zhaozhao also rarely agreed with Song Qingqing's point of view and echoed.
"What do you mean by what he just said??" Chu Zhaozhao also walked up to Chu Qingxiao and asked with a frown.
Chu Qingxiao shook his head helplessly and said with a wry smile: "I don't understand it too well, but since he thinks it is right, let him go."
"What Uncle Zhu was worried about during his lifetime was that he would act recklessly, be cheated by a bitch, and end up dying unexpectedly."
"Now that he has experienced so much, he is already willing to choose this path, or maybe this is the right path for him..."
Chu Zhaozhao could hear that although Chu Qingxiao spoke relaxedly, there was still some worry in his tone. She frowned and said: "I heard someone say that the leader of the Mirror Tower seems to be called Mr. Meng. If you have time, I can accompany you to meet him. Maybe we can see whether he is a person who is just trying to gain fame or has real talent." Practical learning can also help us figure out whether Zhu Quan was deceived or not."
Chu Qingxiao nodded helplessly when he heard this.
Although he was indeed worried about Zhu Quan, after all, he and Zhu Quan just met by chance and helped him get revenge. In the final analysis, more deacons were just unhappy with the encounter with Zhu Renzhao. He was already extremely benevolent to him. If Zhu Quan was determined to go astray , then there is no need for him to keep wasting energy for Zhu Quan.
"I think that guy has a bit of magnanimity. There's something very strange about him..." At this moment, Meng Ziliang, who was on the side, suddenly came over and said seriously.
Hearing this, Song Qingqing glanced at him and asked angrily: "Do you still have the ability to read people's faces?"
"Then tell me, what wonderful things does he have?"
"It's hard to explain, it's just a kind of Qi..." Meng Ziliang frowned and added, "Just like the Qi in this young master, he is born different and is destined to become the world's leader in swordsmanship. The breath.”
"Of course, his energy is much weaker than that of my master."
Meng Ziliang spoke seriously, and everyone on the side had dark thoughts. Even his sister Meng Jin felt embarrassed and stepped aside with her face covered.
As everyone said this, the haze that had shrouded everyone's minds because of Zhu Renzhao's death had dissipated a lot, and they started joking and joking again. The small courtyard was filled with everyone's laughter. Of course, there were still Song Qingqing and Song Qingqing from time to time. The two people who were not dealing with each other made accusations at an inappropriate time.
Lu Sandao, who was sitting at the stone table drinking, glanced at everyone in the room, and a smile appeared on his lips.
She suddenly stood up, holding a wine jar in one hand, and walked slowly to the door of the small courtyard.
There, the old man was leaning against a wicker chair as before, with a teapot beside him and the sword in his arms, stroking it gently.
He didn't seem to notice Lu Sandao's arrival, he just sat there with the expression on his face as calm as ever.
Lu Sandao sat down against the door lintel, glanced at the teapot next to the old man, and said, "What's the point of drinking tea all the time? Have a sip?"
With that said, she handed over the wine jar in her hand.
Xu Dangren did not look at her, but responded slowly: "Wine can relieve sorrow, but cannot take revenge."
"What's more, at my age, if I drink less than one glass of wine, I might be able to live an extra day or two."
"And if you live for a day or two longer, maybe you can wait until the day he comes to Tianxuan Mountain."
Lu Sandao raised his eyebrows: "Do you really want to seek revenge on him??"
After saying this, her eyes fell on the square wooden box in the old man's arms, and her expression became more and more suspicious: "Just rely on it??"
Xu Dangren just responded slowly: "Swordsman."
"Isn't the only thing you can rely on is the sword in your hand?"
Lu Sandao curled his lips and did not comment on Xu Dangren's words: "What's its name??"
"Blow the dream." Xu Dangren said.
"Can't you forget Xizhou?" Lu Sandao smelled the smell and asked playfully.
"Can you forget?" Xu Dangren asked.
Lu Sandao was stunned for a moment, then smiled and stopped continuing the topic. Instead, she turned her head to look at the laughing crowd in the room, and her eyes fell on one of them.
"That kid is pretty good. What's his background?"
Xu Dangren continued to caress the sword in his arms and replied: "The person who was saved by the sword armor in Song Guicheng back then."
Lu Sandao raised his eyebrows and said, "I know, Zhao Nianshuang's mistress."
"The one named Chu Zhaozhao is not bad either. His sword spirit is pure and quite..."
"He looks like a swordsman, right?" Xu Dangren interrupted the other party and said.
"Yeah." Lu Sandao nodded, and then muttered with some confusion: "Speaking of which, her talent doesn't look very good. When I saw her a few months ago, she was an inner sect and she might not be able to pass the examination. Guy, how come you suddenly have such a level of cultivation?"
Xu Dangren shook his head: "I don't know, but it seems that girl still carries the inheritance of Song Guicheng and the others..."
"The inheritance of Song Guicheng and the others?" Lu Sandao had a look of surprise on his face: "But she was a few months ago... You mean Song Guicheng and the others were still alive a few months ago?"
Xu Dangren faced Lu Sandao and said angrily.
"I'm just a blacksmith, not a fortune teller. If you ask me, who should I ask?"
Lu Sandao blinked, and for a moment he didn't know how to refute the old man's confident answer.
"Forget it, after all, that kid is pretty good." Lu Sandao said, raising his head and taking a sip of wine: "However, as the sword leader of Xizhou Sword Armor, he is a little less interesting. Even Xu Ran is not there. You have to be able to get through.”
When Xu Dangren heard this, a smile appeared on his face.
That smile combined with his ugly appearance looked somewhat ferocious and penetrating.
"You have the character and the means. Although your cultivation is not that good, it is passable. What's more, Song Guicheng has always been very accurate in judging people." Xu Dangren said quietly.
"That's right. After all, with you here, if you train me in your own way, your future achievements may not be as good as Xu Zhiru's." Lu Sandao took a sip of strong wine and agreed.
Xu Dangren shook his head when he heard this: "I'm afraid... I don't have that much time. You have to... call him back."
Lu Sandao was stunned for a moment, and seemed to hear the underlying meaning of the old man's words. She put away the smile on her face: "Have you really decided?"
"In Daxia, with the destruction of Jianyue City, the last organized Longxiang Guard has also fallen apart, and the Sky Patrol Division exists in name only. At this time, perhaps we need a leader with high morals and respect, rather than..."
"A sin-bearing evil spirit."
Xu Dangren was stunned and looked at Lu Sandao again.
Yes.
Yes look.
Suddenly bursts of purple light appeared in his empty eyes, and his hand stroking the wooden box paused.
"But I already am."
"From the day Jianyue City was breached."
"Since the day countless people died in front of me."
"I already am."
"child……"
"I can't look back and I won't look back."
Feeling the strange aura on the old man's body, Lu Sandao's expression suddenly changed and he looked frightened.
"You...how could this happen to you..."
Xu Dangren's face was calm. He raised his head and looked at the dome. At that time, he said quietly: "I also tried to pray to the gods."
"But the gods and Buddhas are sitting in the clouds. They see me and know me."
"But no one cares, no one shows mercy..."
"So when the outsider responds to me..."
"How could I say no?"
…
Zheng Lingyin frowned and sat in the main room of the sword-wielding hall.
Zheng Xiang lowered his head and served carefully.
Downstairs, four disciples were kneeling on the ground.
These four people were the four people who identified Ma Yingjie today under Chu Qingxiao's scheme.
Their cultivation had been abolished by Lu Sandao, and they were expelled from the gate of Tianxuan Mountain.
Although, as the guardian of the sacred peak of Tianxuan Mountain, Lu Sandao does have this power, after all, she is not the guardian of Ganquan Peak. This act is indeed suspected of acting on behalf of others.
"That Chu Qingxiao... who is he? Why is Lu Sandao so protective of him?" Zheng Lingyin waved her hand and drove the four people who had finished crying out of the main room. She turned her head and looked at Zheng Xiang and asked.
Prime Minister Zheng lowered his head and said with a slightly frightened expression: "I'm not sure about his identity. The disciple list says he is from Wancheng, Cangzhou, but it's not credible."
"Some disciples of Bailong Peak said that they met him when they were in Wancheng. There were some conflicts at that time, but Rui Xiaozhu of White Dragon Peak was there to stop those disciples."
"It is said that for this reason, a Bailong Peak disciple who had just received the spiritual sword inheritance was expelled from the sect."
Zheng Lingyin secretly thought after hearing this. There was a hint of amusement on her beautiful face: "Rui Xiaozhu? Lu Sandao?"
"interesting."
"So, he stopped you from going to Shanshuigou that day?"
Zheng Xiang nodded quickly: "That's true. That guy was lawless and dared to use his sword to threaten the younger ones. I was afraid of taking action rashly and ruining the reputation of our Liuhuan Peak, so I tolerated it."
"Later, Ma Yingjie found Xiao Xiao and said that he wanted to investigate a case related to Shanshuigou. Xiao Xiao thought that if he could start from this aspect and let Ma Yingjie find out something, he could use it as an excuse to clean up Shanshuigou. The residents seemed more legitimate, so I agreed to Ma Yingjie's request."
"But I didn't expect that guy named Chu Qingxiao to be so bold and dare to kill Deacon Lu in front of so many people!"
Zheng Lingyin glanced at Zheng Xiang, but did not point out the other party's behavior of putting gold on her face.
She just said: "Since he belongs to Rui Xiaozhu and is protected by Lu San Dao, let him go. Ma Yingjie's death is a matter between Ganquan Peak and Shenhe Peak, and we at Liuhuan Peak don't need to be involved. "
"The most important thing now is to find a way to solve the Shanshuigou issue. News has come from King Wu that Tianxuan City may not be expanded in the next twenty years. There are not many idle areas in the city now. Shanshuigou With such a large area of land, there are many people among the Seven Peaks who are keeping an eye on this piece of cake, so take it as soon as possible to avoid long nights and nightmares."
Zheng Xiang did not dare to refute and could only nod hurriedly, but thinking about the scene when Chu Qingxiao held the sword around his neck that day, he felt unwilling to do so.
He added: "I understand, but there is something... I don't know whether I should talk about it or not."
Hearing this, Zheng Lingyin turned her head and looked at Prime Minister Zheng, with some displeasure on her brows.
"Zheng Xiang, I want to remind you that my father is very dissatisfied with your errand."
"It's not like being smart."
As if he felt this, Zheng Xiang's body trembled slightly. For a girl in her early twenties, he could often feel a sense of oppression that was not inferior to that of her father, Zheng Jingtong, the master of Liuhuan Peak.
He quickly lowered his head and said in panic: "I have no other intentions, it's just..."
"It's just that Chu Qingxiao's residence in Tianxuan City still has an old friend of the young lady... I think the young lady should probably know the news."
"Old friends? What old friends can I have?" Zheng Lingyin frowned.
"Meng family!"
"That Meng Ziliang!"
