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

The meaning of asking about the way back is undoubtedly to pass on the throne.Everyone knew it would happen, but no one thought it would actually happen at this moment on this day.Jian Qianshan was still in a slight daze, and he laughed when he asked about the way home: "What? Qianshan, is there anything you don't understand?"

"Master," Jian Qianshan finally regained consciousness, took a step forward, frowned and cupped his hands, "I'm still young, I'm afraid I won't be able to take on this important task!"

"It's okay." There was still a smile on his lips when he asked on the way home, and he looked at Jian Qianshan with deep eyes, as if to say, I know what you are thinking-"I'm just getting old, and it's not like tomorrow. It's gone." When he said this, he smiled very briskly, just like Xingheying sitting on a branch drinking wine and teasing a kitten when the spring is warm and the flowers are blooming.Jian Qianshan suddenly felt a hint of ominous passing through his heart, and before he could catch the emotion carefully, he heard someone behind him suddenly say:

"Ask the head! If you do this, I'm afraid it will damage the reputation of the righteous way of the Central Plains martial arts!"

The person who said this was the head of Qixia Mountain, the swordsman Cheng Yunyan who broke the sun.Cheng Yunyan is an old man in his 60s with a white beard who looks like a fairy, but he is actually a violent and irritable character.As he spoke, he was about to shoot at the table, but at this time there were only two rows of chairs in the hall, and there were no tables at all, and no one was serving tea, so he shot it empty with a wave of his hand.Although it was embarrassing, everyone present tacitly pretended to be blind.Cheng Yunyan was about to speak, but Xingheying, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke and apologized with a smile:

"Oh, what a negligence. We Jianmen always leave as soon as the matter is finished, and we forgot to set up a table to prepare a cup of tea. I didn't expect that you would always make a scene that would catch everyone's attention. How about you pat the armrest of the chair instead?"

He had to bring up the embarrassing thing in the first place, and with this hippie smiling tone, it was even more embarrassing.Cheng Yunyan was really angry, but people said that he would not hit a smiling person with his hand, so he pressed the armrest of the chair and was about to get up, but Xingheying said again in Liang Sisi:

"That stool is as old as you, a bit old, you can press it lightly, and be careful not to slip your waist."

The old man who was originally a heroic man was complained by him like this, he lost his aim, slipped on the armrest, lost his footing and fell back into the chair.Asking about the way home, he let out a muffled laugh as if he was afraid that the world would not be chaotic. Elder Ming Xin, who didn't want to laugh, couldn't help it. He covered his eyes with one hand as if he couldn't bear to look directly, and laughed endlessly while leaning against the back of his chair.

They Lingxu Sword Sect are really united and united to bully people from other places!All the heads present had only one idea, at least they were trying not to have fun together.Cheng Yunyan's face flushed with anger this time, she simply relied on her identity and didn't stand up, staring directly at Xingheying as an example to scare others:

"Do you still have the rules, kid?! I'm talking to your master, how can you, a disciple, interrupt!"

Xingheying raised his brows, and was about to speak, but Feng Heming pulled the corner of his sleeve to slow him down, and then he asked calmly on the way home:

"Our Jianmen doesn't have as many rules as Qixia Mountain. It has always been whoever is right and whoever speaks. The head of Cheng may not be clear, but it doesn't matter. Zi said that the disciples do their best. Since Xiaoying is facing his senior brother, what can I say for me? That's it."

Are they bullying people so much at Jianmen?The leader helped to bully?

Asking about the way home is to make it clear that Xingheying can talk freely. If it is about bickering, then the older generation may not be as stubborn as a group of young people.Cheng Yunyan just has a bad temper, but he is not stupid.At this time, although he was so angry that he wanted to beat up this little apprentice who didn't know what to do, he knew what was the right thing to do.Taking a deep breath, he no longer flirted with Xingheying, but stared at the way back, and even completely ignored Jian Qianshan:

"Ask the head, who exactly is your apprentice, shouldn't you know better than us?"

Xingheying broke out in a cold sweat from fright, relying on the mental quality he has always practiced without skin and face to keep his face calm.However, upon closer inspection, Cheng Yunyan didn't look at him at all after saying this, but stared closely at Jian Qianshan.

……what?

Xingheying was really confused, and Jian Qianshan was also very confused.After a moment of reflection, I did not offend this person.

It should be said that in the Central Plains martial arts, there should be no master who has offended him...

Jian Qianshan wanted to ask him why he said that, but on the way home he suddenly laughed again, this laugh, said it was a sneer but it was more mocking, said it was a mockery but it was so cold that people's teeth shuddered.

After a laugh, the surroundings seemed to quiet down.Cheng Yunyan looked at him silently, and Jian Qianshan suddenly felt very uneasy.Feng Heming just frowned slightly, Xingheying looked at him, and suddenly realized that Feng Guoliu, the owner of Zheliu Villa, did not attend this martial arts conference.And the Yinlong Gang, whose disciple died, was also sitting in the hall at this time.He Qingyu was not there, only the leader of the Yinlong Gang looked at Jian Qianshan with an inscrutable look.

In the eyes, there is the malice that has been lingering these days.

Why? !What the hell are they talking about?

Asking about the way home, but with a smile in his eyes, a gentle and bright smile.He looked at Jian Qianshan, his eyes were soft, like the spring breeze blowing over the emerald lake on Lianqing Peak:

"Qianshan, when you became an adult, I asked you a question. If your biological parents are still alive, but they are all criminals, even unforgivable, how should you face them?"

He has already asked this question.

He had already answered it before, but now he just answered it again——

"The parents who gave birth to me have good body and skin, and they all owe their kindness. Although they have not received the feeling of nurturing, they also have the grace of good fortune. If they need me to support them, I will be obliged to do so. As for the blood debt, the father's debt is repaid by the son, it is only right and proper. I will pay back what they have done and what they owe.”

Xingheying suddenly figured out something, and suddenly grabbed Feng Heming's sleeve and turned to look at him.There was still no emotion on Feng Heming's face, he just turned his head lightly, looked at Xingheying, closed his eyes and nodded.Xingheying only felt a "buzz" in his head, and sure enough, he heard Cheng Yunyan explode again with a furious voice:

"You pay it back?! 25 years ago, the water was clear and the foreign countries were connected, and the joint Jurchen Snow Wolf Fort caused Cangjiguan to fall overnight. Can you pay back this debt?!"

what? !

"23 years ago, Shui Fengqing led the Demon Sect against Heaven's Destiny and almost wiped out the entire righteous martial arts world. Can you pay back this debt?!"

"Your father is the leader of the Devil's Cult, your mother is a spy from Snow Wolf Fort, you are the illegitimate son of a righteous traitor and a spy of a foreign race, what face do you have to stand in front of the entire righteous martial arts world?! What qualifications do you have to take over Lingxu Sword Sect? Inheritance of the master!!"

Jian Qianshan turned to look at him in horror, his feet suddenly became unstable.However, a hand supported his shoulder from behind, Wengui stood behind him, and slowly raised his eyes to look at Cheng Yunyan, the lake in those eyes was probably frozen, looking only chilling:

"That's a good question, but I also have a sentence to ask for the sect leader—he is my direct disciple of Wenhuitu, and now he has taken over the inheritance of my Wenguitu's sect master. What are you doing?!"