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The murderous intent in the courtyard - it was the result of a group of young people dressed in white like snow. ╰:╰\\Green^Sex^Small^Say//╰

The disciples of the White Clothing Castle were training seriously, some sitting alone in the corner to practice cross-legged, some practicing in groups of three or five, and some elders of the master sect carefully guided their disciples... This time, the White Clothing Castle was invited by the Northern King and went to this hunting competition as one of the representatives of the royal palace, and is now in intense training.

Tang Xiao walked slowly with a smile on his face, and saw his disciples greeting him respectfully. Tang Xiao also returned the greeting with a smile, sometimes stopping and encouraging some newcomers.

These are the second and third generation disciples of the White Clothing Castle. Looking at these focused, resolute and strong faces, Tang Xiao was happy and proud from the bottom of his heart. Many of them were practiced in the forest with him, Tang Tianlong, Tang Hong, Tang Linzhi... He watched, with these young and childish teenagers growing step by step, from tender branches to small trees, from children to men.

At the door of the wing room at the end of the courtyard, there were two old men with white hair, white beard and white clothes sitting upright. These two were the elders of the fort Tang Fan and Gu Fei. This time, he fully assisted Tang Xiao to lead the team to the battle.

Tang Xiao stepped forward to salute the two elders. The two elders also stood up to return the salute. After all, Tang Xiao is now the young master in the castle.

Gu Fei was not tall, with long eyebrows, red face, and a kind and kind look. When he saw Tang Xiao, he smiled and said, "Young master, the boys have been holding their breath for a while, and they will definitely achieve good results this time."

Tang Fan is a thin old man with a silent personality. In addition, he is a member of the Tang family and is still a senior member of Tang Xiao, so his attitude is much more reserved.

"Senior Brother!" The curtain lifted up, and a woman walked out of the side room. She looked at Tang Xiao tenderly. The woman's white cheeks were as white as jade, and there was no flaw in the eyes of the jade mouth and the nose glowed crystal clear under the sun. Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and her red lips were shining with light and deep. Her white clothes set off the woman's clean and tidy cheeks, and she was so beautiful that she was extremely beautiful. This woman was Tang Haiqing.

"Senior brother, drink tea." Tang Wanqing smiled, holding a cup of fragrant tea in her right hand, and the sleeve on her left was empty, floating gently in the breeze.

"Thank you, Sister Qing." Tang Xiao took the teacup and tried his best to control his empty left arm that did not look at Tang Haiqing. There was a deep pain and gentleness hidden in his eyes.

Tang Haiqing smiled again, bowed to the two elders, stepped back, entered the house and picked up a bucket of water, and sent water to the brothers and sisters of the same school who were practicing.

"I'm sorry for this child!" Gu Fei looked at Tang Wanqing's back and said regretfully.

"It's all my younger generation," Tang Xiao blamed himself. Looking at Tang Wanqing's beautiful back, a heartfelt pain flashed on his face.

"A person who practices martial arts will inevitably have different strengths and weaknesses. The young master does not need to blame himself." Gu Fei hurriedly comforted him when he saw Tang Xiao like this.

"Oh--" Tang Xiao, who has always been calm and optimistic, couldn't help but sigh. How did Elder Gu Fei know his thoughts?

Tang Haiqing and him have always been childhood sweethearts. Since childhood, Tang Haiqing has been admiring him. How could he not know Tang Haiqing’s thoughts for so many years? He also likes this gentle, strong and skilled junior sister. But—

Before leaving, my father's speech was recalled in his ears:

"Xiao'er, now the important task of the White Clothing Castle is put on your shoulders. You are good at everything, but sometimes you are too persistent in emotions. Although the love between children is wonderful, the inheritance of the family is more important.

Your elder brother went there early, and your third brother was not determined to be here. The lives of thousands of children in the family and the family’s century-old inheritance depended on you. Now it is a turbulent autumn, with tigers and wolves peeking outside, and... Alas!"

Speaking of the inside, Mr. Tang Tang Renjie sighed without saying anything. His old face showed an unconcealable fatigue, and his tone became more and more vicissitudes of life.

Tang Xiao also knew that after nearly a hundred years of continuous development, the Tang family had thousands of people, and there were all kinds of birds in the forest. In the family, the original surname and the other surnames formed several factions. If you push me, you push me, and I push you. If you have any interests, you will flock to you.

Mr. Tang Renjie, Mr. Tang, then instructed: "This annual hunting competition in Kyoto is different from all year round. It has become a re-ranked party for major sects in the world. You must pay attention to it. This time, the two veterans in the fort will follow you to fight. This year, the capital has become a gathering of heroes in the world. The position of the four forts in the world is in your hands and don't lose your reputation!"

Mr. Tang stopped and said in a low voice: "There is the most important thing. I know that you have a good relationship with Qing'er's child, but this is impossible. I want to explain it to you in advance. This is impossible. I will save you from harming others and yourself..."

Tang Xiao suddenly looked up and looked at his father, but Mr. Tang did not look at him. He just looked ahead calmly, and said in a low but unquestionable manner: "We have three surnames in Baiyi Castle, Tang, Zhang, Gu, and these are also the three masters who started our Baiyi Castle. Our Tang family has the largest number of people and the strongest power among these three masters. The position of the lord of the lord of the lord of the lord of the lord of the lord of the lord of the lord of the lord of the lord of the lord of the lord of the lord of the lord of the lord of the lord of the lord of the lord of the lord of the lord of the lord of the lord of the lord of the lord of the lord of the lord of the lord of the lord of the lord of the lord of the lord of the lord of the lord of the lord of the lord of the lord of the lord of the lord of the lord of the lord of the lord of the lord of the lord of the lord of the lord of the lord of the lord of the lord of the lord of the lord of the lord of the lord of the lord of the lord of the lord of the lord of the lord of the lord of the lord of the lord of the lord of the lord of the lord of the lord of the lord of the lord of the lord of the lord of the lord of the lord of the lord of the lord of the lord of the lord of the lord of the lord of the lord of the lord of the lord of the lord of the lord of the lord of the lord of the

Mr. Tang Renjie looked directly at his son Tang Xiao: "Xiao'er, you are the next lord of the castle. Can you be with Qing'er?"

Tang Xiao was speechless.

He knew the situation in the fort. In recent years, he watched his father run around, running around for the family's good external environment, and busy for the stability and unity within the family. The old father is getting older and gray-haired. How could he bear it? He also wanted his father to solve his problems as soon as possible. Can he throw away the position of the lord of the fort and let the white-haired old father bear these endless hardships alone?

He can't!

But what about Tang Haiqing? For so many years, she has been following her, silently supporting him, protecting him, and comforting him; she is silently accompanying him when he is in pain; when he is happy, she is excited for him. Over the years, she has given him without regrets. Can he say to her coldly: Goodbye, aren’t we suitable to be together?

Neither can he!

Tang Xiao clenched his fists tightly, his heart bleeding.

After the father left, the mother walked over quietly, caressed her son's hair, and advised softly: "Child, mom knows that you have suffered, but this is all fate! Qing'er is gentle and kind, and mom likes it, but it can't! Your father said that even if she is young, the other families will not agree..."

Tang Xiao knew that there was this rule in White-Clothed Castle. The other two families were afraid that the people who married into the house were small and had big names. After gaining the power, they simply forbidden the lord from marrying the Tang family. However, they were not from the lord, so there was no such restriction.

Tang Xiao's mother sighed softly, looking at her son who was holding her hair in pain, her heart was like a knife. One of her sons and daughters was suffering from love and trapped by love. She had loved ones but could not accompany her. She also shed tears for her children. She also wanted to do what her children wanted and not let them suffer. But she was not an ordinary woman, and she knew that the master could not do it by doing so.

Let’s talk about Tang Xiao. How many people who fight for power and profit want their son to give up the inheritance position, but can they let it go? If they give up, nearly a thousand people in their group will never stand out and will always struggle in dire straits. Several people who snatch this position know their character, and which one is not a ruthless person who can kill them all! Politics is so cruel.

Who are you blamed? Who are you blamed? This is fate!

The mother is always selfish. Tang Xiao’s mother looked at the child and thought for a while, and then said softly: “Or… child, if you really like her, just… set up a home outside!”

A beautiful girl in the golden house? Tang Xiao smiled bitterly. How can this be worthy of Sister Qing?

Tang Xiao looked at his mother's painful eyes and his frowning eyebrows. Tang Xiao couldn't bear it, and instead comforted his mother and said, "Mother, you don't have to worry about me, I...I will deal with it." Tang Xiao gritted his teeth and smiled, his heart was bleeding.

When Tang Xiao's mother heard this, she nodded with some comfort. She had always understood her son, took the overall situation into consideration, knew the general, and had a strong grasp of the ability. Since her son said that, she was naturally confident of handling the matter. After the son's problem was solved, she was concerned about her daughter Xiaoxue. This girl was really serious and really a headache. Thinking of this, she couldn't help but sigh: "It's your sister Xiaoxue..."

Tang Xiao frowned when he heard this. His sister was even stronger than him. He felt so pitiful to parents all over the world. For them, parents were so hard! Outsiders can only see the glory of their parents in a high position, but what they see as children is different.

"Don't worry, my mother should understand it too." Tang Xiao comforted her mother.

"Oh--" the mother sighed, but then she forced herself to smile, looked at her son Tang Xiao gently, and dressed her son in love. This intimate action made Tang Xiao's heart tremble. He smiled and watched his mother leave. His face was as usual, but his heart was turbulent: his parents were bitter, but why didn't he be bitter? He would respect his sister's choice. Who would respect his own choice?

Tang Xiao clenched his fists tightly and kept reminding himself: I am the eldest brother, I am the son, I am a man...

I have a family in my self, and there is also a self in my family, which is not contradictory. Tang Xiao remembered what he said to a young man named He Feng in the past: We praise and thank our predecessors for their sacrifices, and exchange them for our happiness today, but when it comes to ourselves? How will future generations see their self today?

I am a man! I am the son of the White Castle Lord! Tang Xiao said to himself silently, my freedom is of course important, but what can I do when personal freedom contradicts the survival of the family? Self-sacrifice is the greatest virtue of a man. Without the spirit of self-sacrifice, there will be no man's charm.

For the happiness of nearly a thousand people in his own group and for the survival of nearly ten thousand people in the entire White-clothed Castle, let me go to hell and let me bear all the pain alone. But can he accept Sister Qing’s pain?…

"Cough cough..." The old man Tang Fan deliberately coughed a few times, and the coughing interrupted Tang Xiao's memories. Tang Xiao found that he was distracted, so he cheered up and looked at the two elders and said, "We need to practice more in teamwork. Personal martial arts are important. But when hunting, collaborative combat is more important. Practice has proved that five level nine soldiers who work together are better than three junior generals who fight on their own..."

Gu Fei nodded with a red face: "The young master said it is reasonable. In the next few days, we will focus on running-in and collaborating with the team."

Tang Xiao nodded.

Tang Fan said hoarsely: "Young Master, don't worry too much about this. I and Elder Gu will make every effort to arrange it. Come with me first." He signaled Tang Xiao to follow him to the side, then looked around and saw that people didn't pay attention to them, and quietly said to Tang Xiao: "Go and persuade the lady, this child is going to take a hunger strike!" Elder Tang Fan, who used to be silent, is now full of love for licking the calf. The lady in his mouth is naturally Tang Xiao's sister Xiaoxue.

Tang Fan’s love for Xiaoxue is not surprising. The old man from Tang Renjiezi sent this time, naturally, he assisted Tang Xiao wholeheartedly, and had a close relationship with Tang Xiao and others, especially Tang Fan. He has watched Tang Fan grow up since childhood and Xiaoxue grew up and has a deep relationship.

"Hunger strike?" Tang Xiao frowned.

This time when I came to Beijing, my father wanted to bring Xiaoxue, saying that it was to create the opportunity for Xiaoxue to contact the son of Beiwang, so that she could see the style of the upper class and cut off her relationship with He Qihuan. In the eyes of the old man, it was because his daughter was too brief in the world and was fascinated by a poor scholar. After she truly saw the glory and wealth of the upper class, she would definitely suddenly become enlightened and the prodigal son turned around. Of course, before Xiaoxue integrated into the aristocratic world, Tang Xiao must take strict supervision to prevent her from elopement like last time. However, when it came to the last elopement, Old Man Tang was still strange. How could his daughter disappear after being so strict in the guards. Xiaoxue naturally would not say that she was kidnapped by Shangguan Ren to force her to marry, but she explained that she was familiar with the terrain and sneaked away, but the old man still had a knot in his heart.

"Why did you go on a hunger strike?" Tang Xiao asked, he was very concerned about his sister.

"It's all that boy Tang Yi!" Old man Tang Fan said with a stern face and gritted his teeth, his face getting darker and darker. "Why did the lady's boyfriend be a gangster in the underworld? He advised the lady to break off his relationship with him, which made the lady unhappy."

"Play the piano!" Tang Xiao was angry. Originally, he had a good impression of Tang Yi, the rising star. After dating too much, he could see that this person was a utilitarian. He was still in harmony with him for the purpose of unity. However, Tang Yi, a kid, still harassing his sister repeatedly, which also made Tang Xiao a little angry. Moreover, Tang Yi's boyfriend He Qihuan, who was reported by Tang Yi, was a gangster in the underworld. Tang Xiao and the two elders had also quietly visited Jiangnan Road. He only saw He Qihuan helping the elderly and young, building walls and paving the roads, and was very busy, without any evil deeds of extortion. People nearby also felt very intimate when they saw him.

Tang Xiao thought to himself: This person has a good character, although his profession is a bit bad. But what his sister asks is a person, not a thing! The one who is married to is a person, not a profession! (Of course, if the profession is good, it is better.)
Chapter completed!