Wu Liuding carried one of them half dead, and he was still muttering that Cuihua was asking him to carry him. While he was resentful, he felt relieved and was slick, which meant he was not heartbroken. With the sword in my hand, it was the most precious thing to practice the way of heaven. The skin of my body was secondly, the sword heart was contaminated with dust, so he was destined not to expect to enter the realm of transformation for the rest of his life. Wu Liuding flew past the snow, and Cuihua carried Su Wang's sword in front of him to open the way. The night ban in the capital was so strict that it was beyond ordinary people's imagination, but this large area of ​​night patrol soldiers and some elite spies in the capital had already received clear orders from the whereabouts of the three people.

Close one eye, as long as you don’t do the act of killing people and robbing people, you will ignore it. Therefore, Jianguan Jianshe illegally walked at night, and the journey was still unobstructed. Wu Liuding arrived at a courtyard and did not knock on the door. He thought of climbing over the wall and jumping into the wall. As a result, the heavy snow in the courtyard tilted like thousands of swords. Cuihua, who was honestly pushing the door, ignored it at all. Wu Liuding was forced to retreat back to the alley, shrank his neck, and had to follow Cuihua and enter the courtyard from the gate of the courtyard. There was no one in the courtyard. Wu Liuding hurriedly shouted: "Old ancestors, we are in a hurry to leave the city. Are you old and have a big face, so let's take a way?"

There was only a tiny light in the room, silent. Wu Liuding looked at Cuihua with a bitter face, and the latter said calmly: "I hope the tomb master will take action."

A dull voice came out, "How many of those two swords have you learned?"

Cuihua opened her eyes and said slowly: "Ninety-sized shapes are similar, sixty-sized spirits."

A light huh in the room, the thin old man bent his index finger and walked out slowly with a hunched body. There was a piece of light on his fingertips. He didn't even look at Wu Liuding, and frowned and asked, "What's going on?"

Wu Liuding was about to speak, but the old man bounced his fingers, and the small ball of light suddenly came. Cuihua was indifferent. Wu Liuding even closed his eyes and waited for death. The lights slowly turned back to the old man's fingertips. Like a guest, a moldy and dead tree, the old man "relived the lantern" and walked out of the yard and walked into a carriage. The carriage groom was an old guy who was even older than the old man. Even if he was two years old, someone believed him. In fact, this man was 40 years old and looked at himself as a sword.

The road fell into a bottleneck, so he went to the Wu family's sword tomb to get the sword, and he became a jailed swordsman in the Wu family. At the age of Jiazi, he became the sword servant of the old man in the carriage. As many as this year, he could compete with Song Zhiming, a elixir on Wudang Mountain. Wu Liuding sat in the carriage with Wen Hua on his back, and Cuihua continued to lead the way. The carriage drove towards the central axis of the imperial road. The old man flicked his fingers gently, and the lights came out of the carriage, and the snowy road of more than a piece of rice melted away.

The old man sat wither and asked softly: "Is this Wen Hua?"

Wu Liuding was so straightforward that he couldn't hide his words. He said, "This kid is a stubborn man. Huang Longshi's thousand-year-old turtle taught him to practice swords. He wanted him to kill the brother Xu Fengnian of the Prince of Beiliang. He refused. Not only did he leave the Baxiu sword won from Lu Baijie to Huang Wangba, but he even broke the wooden sword that was more respectful than life. He broke an arm and broke a leg. After all, with Li Chungang's pearls and jade in front of him, it may not be impossible to make a comeback. But this kid threw the wooden sword and destroyed the acupoints, like water collapsed, and there was no left at all. He would practice a sword in the future! He said that he would borrow ten taels of silver to pay twelve or three taels of money. You have lost all your money, more than twenty taels! You can't bear to win your head? "

Wen Hua leaned against the wall of the car, smelling bloody, gritting his teeth and making no sound.

The old man said calmly: "If you don't do this, do you think Huang Longshi can make him survive? When did that lunatic Huang Longshi ever have an old relationship with others? No one can understand the principles in his belly. Since it is his chess piece, if you want to leave the chessboard alive, you must be no different from the dead."

Wu Liuding snorted coldly.

The old man always closed his eyes and still spoke in a gentle tone, "Six Cauldrons, if it were you, if he did, you wouldn't be able to practice swords? Well, if you think so, I will cut off your hand and arm, sack your cultivation level, and throw it away from Jianshan. When will I think I can practice swords?"

Wu Liuding didn't think his ancestor was joking at all, so he quickly laughed and said, "Ancestor, don't be angry, I'm just worth it for Wen Busheng. I can practice swords, and ten thousand swords!"

The old man opened his eyes and looked at the young ranger covered in blood, asking, "One person is in one person, you are empty now. Should you be at a loss? Have you ever thought about going back to the sword tomb with me?"

Wen Hua covered the broken arm with one hand, his face pale as snow outside the car, shook his head, his eyes were extremely clear, "I know you are the great ancestor of the Wu family's sword tomb, but I said that if you don't practice swords, you will never touch the sword in your life."

The old man laughed it off and closed his eyes without any far-fetchedness.

The floating light on the street is a sword, the countless snow outside the car is a sword, and even this capital can be a sword, and it is even a sword itself. If the sword comes, can it be explained clearly whether there is a sword in your hand?

Wu Liuding widened his eyes and looked shocked. His ancestors were actually laughing?!

Before the carriage arrived, the city gate slowly opened. It can be seen that the Wu family's sword tomb was not all as far away from right and wrong as rumors in the world. The groom got off the car and handed the reins to Cuihua, who was also a sword attendant. The head of the Wu family got off the car and pointed a few fingers before the car. The lights outside the car went out and said, "Wen Hua, I remembered this name. When did you remember that you were missing a sword? Why not come to the sword tomb to take a look. Eight hundred years of hiding swords to collect swords and grab swords, hundreds of thousands of swords in the sword mountain piled up into a mountain. If there was no one you wanted at that time, it would not be too late to go down the mountain and get out of the tomb."

Wen Hua still shook his head miserably.

Wu Liuding wished he could slap this ignorant Wen Busheng to the ground with a slap, and then buried it directly with the snow.

The old man from Wu family, known as the "Su King" of Jiandao, stood on the street with Jianshi, watching the carriage leave the city, and the heavy snow behind him quickly covered the imperial road that seemed to be endless.

The old man said to himself: "Outsiders mistakenly think that the Wu family's dry sword is the ruthless sword. They are very wrong. The Six Dings should understand this truth this time. The ruthless way of heaven has never meant that the ruthless people are cold and ruthless, but the word "fair". If a person is ruthless, let alone holding a sword, he will not be worthy of being a human being."

The sword servant beside King Su remained motionless.

The old man looked back and said, "For some reason, from here to the palace, there were a total of eighteen gates. I always felt that there were juniors who could pass by one sword in the future."

The carriage drove out of the capital half a mile, and Wen Busheng suddenly said in the carriage: "Let me take a look."

Cuihua stopped the carriage and hung up the curtain. Wu Liuding held the guy and looked at the capital.

Wu Liuding said softly: "Do you regret it? It's still time. The swordsman who has been watching from my ancestors in this life has been suffocated to death. If you want to go to the sword tomb, I'll give it to you."

Wen Hua sat upright and looked straight at the capital, "There is a saying I wanted to tell you two very early. I used to be petty, but I was afraid that if you listen to me, the sword realm will be hidden. Since I don't practice swords, I will talk a little more. Is there any reason? I'm not sure whether you listen or not. Liuguan, you are practicing the domineering sword, but since I know that Xu Fengnian is really the son of Xu Xiao, I believe that the so-called domineering one cannot be truly ruthless and unrighteous, because I believe that I can teach a son like Xiaonian, the King of Beiliang who has straited the Spring and Autumn Period, must be a good old man. In addition, Cuihua, Princess of Beiliang's birth sword, you can learn how to turn it upside down, I can't say it. I'm just trying to do it myself. Anyway, you are smart but smart. I actually don't know what kind of swordsmanship is, and I'm just thinking about it."

Wu Liuding cursed: "You kid explains your last words to me? I don't like to listen!"

Wen Hua shook his head and said, "Why do I have to find a wife and have a baby? My brother is not good at it. He gave birth to a daughter who is not in his crotch and has to rely on me to pass on the incense. I will go back to my hometown to open a small restaurant. I am good at scallion noodles. Unfortunately, no one in my house likes to eat them. It can sour teeth, and only you six tanks are willing to eat them. Cuihua, I say to myself, six tanks are good, don't dislike him as good as you,

A man who is unpromising is reliable. Also, don’t come to me in the future. I’m ashamed and can’t afford to throw away that person. When my injury is almost healed, I will find a place to put me down, go my separate ways, and go my own way. By the way, Liuzun, I can’t afford to pay back the money you owe in the capital, but no matter how you think, I will treat you as a half brother. If you are not polite to you, you will be the red envelope that I owe in the future."

Wu Liuding spat, but his eyes were a little astringent.

Wen Hua stretched out his one arm and rubbed his face. He realized that he was actually full of tears. He grinned and shouted to the capital: "Xiao Nian, let's part with you. I will never lose money in this life! You kid dare to be useless and have no future in the world. If you count your brothers together, I will not recognize you as a brother!"

Wen Hua chuckled with difficulty and said, "Just say, how can you really not treat you as a brother."

Wen Hua reached out and waved, "Little New Year, it's easy to leave."

He Wenhua, an unknown young man, came to the world of the world, and went to the world of the world with Xiao Nian in trouble. He was called "Young Master" and riding the bad horse and a mule. He practiced two swords. After the last breath of the world of the world, he never felt sorry for his brother. This life is worth it!

Wen Hua was a little sleepy, closed her eyes and gently raised the corners of her mouth.

Because before he fell asleep, he remembered the crooked tunes he hummed together that year.

The steamed bun is white, but white is just a cool breast.

The lotus spike is so tilted, but it’s just the little girl’s butt.

...

Wen Hua didn't know that in the capital, he was running wildly on the central axis road, with white hair all over his head.

He rushed to the top of the city.

"Wen Hua, fuck-Your ancestors for 18 generations, who is the fuck allowed you not to practice swords!"

A sword was thrown out of the capital by him.

"Don't let it go, I just pretend that I don't have this sword!"

The white-haired man lost the Chunqiu.

He lowered his head, his tears blurred his eyes, his lips trembled, his sobs softly, and he couldn't cry.

"I won't be sure whoever is sure you don't practice swordsmanship. I agreed to let everyone dare not look down on our brothers."

"You are stupid. We used to be so familiar with cheating people with money. You don't know how to pretend to kill me? Even if Xu Fengnian stabs you Wen Hua with a sword? That year, when did I not pretend to be a villain to help you cheat those little ladies?"

"Just allow you to be my brother, and not me to be your brother? Are you the one who does this?"

Xu Fengnian cried hoarsely, cried and bent down.
Chapter completed!