How can there be a brother in the rivers and lakes to have fun?

This is exactly the tenth day.

The sky broke, and it was an excellent morning. I think it will be a good day this day.The servant opened the gate of Zheliu Villa, and he saw a white-haired man standing in front of the gate.

Although it has white hair like snow, it is a face of youth.A plain Taoist robe, with a whisk in his hand, and a seemingly ordinary sword hanging from his waist.

Even if he didn't recognize this man's handsome face, he still recognized this man's white hair.The servant stared at the man, who only had a gentle smile on his lips:

"Ling Xu's sword gate, Jian Qianshan, is here to pay homage to Lord Xunzhuang."

He was talking about Xun Li, not Feng Guo Liu.

The servant didn't seem to notice the metaphor in his words, but just nodded: "Master, wait a moment."

Jian Qianshan was still holding his fly whisk in his arms, seeing this man's blank face, he seemed a little curious, but he still waited outside the door.Not long after, Feng Heming came out to greet him, and Jishou greeted him: "Senior brother came very early."

"I haven't seen my old friend for a long time, so I'm naturally very anxious." Jian Qianshan took out a letter from his sleeve, "Besides, senior invites you, so you should come to the door earlier."

Feng Heming stared at the envelope, and Xunli dictated that he wrote an invitation card, about inviting Jian Qianshan to Zheliu Villa to "watch the moon", and specifically said that Xingheying had arrived ten days earlier .

But today is just the first day of the new year, where is the moon to enjoy?

Jian Qianshan knew it well, but he didn't make trouble.Feng Heming only smiled slightly at him: "Senior brother and I have not seen each other for more than ten days, but unfortunately the old man that senior brother mentioned for many days is probably not me."

He just said this, and didn't intend to listen to Jian Qianshan's answer. He turned around and led the way: "Senior brother, come with me. My father always gets up very early, and he is probably waiting for senior brother at this time."

Jian Qianshan frowned slightly, but didn't say anything after all.He suddenly felt a little ridiculous that he had been a senior senior brother for more than ten years in vain, so he didn't know his junior brother so well.

Jian Qianshan followed Feng Heming, turned a few places, and entered a long corridor.There are no wind chimes hanging under the eaves of the corridor, but tassel kits. The breeze moves the tassels slightly, which is really beautiful.In Folding Willow Villa, there seems to be not many handymen.Along the way, there were not many servants.The strange thing is that there is a faint fragrance lingering in the corridor, Jian Qianshan looks outside the corridor, there is a sea of ​​flowers, this season is the flowering period, red and white are in full bloom.

Is it the fragrance of the sea of ​​flowers?But why...

Jian Qianshan narrowed his eyebrows and looked at the dark place of the beam, Feng Heming took the initiative to explain: "My father is getting old, so he is naturally more life-saving. There are more hidden guards in the house, brother, don't be offended." Feng Heming said, Looking back at him, he suddenly smiled again, "It's been a long time, this is the first time for senior brother to come to my house. I'll see my father in a while, why don't you sit down for a while, and I'll make a pot of tea for senior brother. How about Mingqian Longjing?"

"Okay." Jian Qianshan was always serious about Feng Heming, and nodded slightly, as if he had solemnly agreed to a promise.Feng Heming still just smiled, and changed the subject again:

"Brother, have you had breakfast?"

"Well, when we were at the foot of the mountain." Jian Qianshan didn't know why he suddenly said this, but Feng Heming seemed to be purely planning to chat with him:

"I stewed wolfberry pig heart soup in the morning, but no one ate it together, so I had to finish it all by myself."

Jian Qianshan now felt that hearing the word "heart" made his brain ache, but Feng Heming blinked at him with a smile: "Brother, be careful."

Be careful... what?

Feng Heming turned around a corner of the corridor, Jian Qianshan followed, but a sword pierced from the corridor!

It was Jian Qianshan who reacted quickly, stepped back slightly, and the sword brushed his chest.The man holding the sword passed in front of him, dressed in black with a cold air.

Then the man turned around using his light body kung fu, and the sword edge turned back brightly.Jian Qianshan saw the man's face clearly, and his face immediately turned cold——

It is Xingheying.

The Huoyue Liuyun sword came in a menacing manner, with sharp sword energy and a rustling cold wind.However, his expression was numb, as if he was completely ignorant.Jian Qianshan didn't come out of the blunt sword, but only used the dust whisk to draw away the edge of the sword, and walked sideways behind Xingheying.Before he could make a move, suddenly there was a chill behind his back.He was suddenly alert, turned sideways and unsheathed Xin Guiya, with a "ding", a steel wire hit the sword.

Then, a man with purple eyes and red eyelashes suddenly appeared from the darkness.Unlike Xingheying, Chang Ye had murderous intent in his eyes, Jian Qianshan frowned, but instead of fighting with him, he jumped out of the corridor, then turned and jumped onto the roof.Xingheying chased after him, but as soon as he stood in the sea of ​​flowers, he suddenly swayed and fell to the ground.

Jian Qianshan looked at him with a frown, and suddenly smelled a different smell at the tip of his nose.The lingering scent of flowers tinged with the sticky smell of blood, he suddenly remembered that what hung under the eaves of this corridor was not a wind chime, but a kit.

The aroma smelled in the corridor is not the fragrance of flowers, but the spices in the kit.

So floral...

Jian Qianshan seemed to have slipped and fell from the eaves.Dao Xin Gui Ya sword came out of his hand and fell aside.

Chang Ye stood in the corridor, looked at him coldly, and suddenly turned to look at Feng Heming: "What? You don't go after him? Isn't he your senior brother?"

"It's okay." Feng Heming laughed suddenly, "Didn't it happen to be on Xingheying's body? I don't mind how miserable Xingheying is."

"Public revenge." Chang Ye said indifferently, blinking his eyes.Just at this time, there were a few more coughs.Feng Heming didn't look back, he knew who it was——

"well done."

The person who came was wearing a white gauze hat, covering one face.Step by step, I walked very slowly, but there was no sound of footsteps.Feng Heming backed away a few steps to get out of the middle of the corridor, and bent slightly towards him: "Father."

He didn't need to look to know that Xun Li was smiling.He was silent, but Chang Ye looked directly at Xun Li with a cold arrogance:

"Jian Qianshan is here, can I leave with Xingheying?"

Xun Li didn't speak, but only had a low smile.After a moment of silence, Chang Ye suddenly asked:

"I don't understand. If you want to live forever, don't you want Ah Ying to cultivate the Dzogchen realm of the two skills, and then dig out his heart? Why did you have to attract Jian Qianshan today when I brought the leader's heart? "

Through the white gauze, those eyes fell on Chang Ye, which also made him feel creepy.Xun Li suddenly let out a low laugh, then coughed as he laughed, like the sound of a dilapidated bellows——

"Yin and yang return to one, Tongji and two together... There are many interpretations of this sentence, and I have no chance to try it again, I can only count all the possibilities. I have to try the heart of one of the exercises. Ask about the way home, Shui Fengqing, or the descendants of the two of them... I will not let go of either."

The words smelled of blood.

Chang Ye stared at him, but heard Xun Li suddenly laughed again:

"Are you satisfied with this answer?"

When the voice falls, the sword lights up!