The white clothes of the mountains and rivers are still as old as before

"Okay, Uncle Master, if you scare Pengju so badly, the prince knows, but you will be blamed." Zhou Zishu walked out from behind him, seeing the blood oozing from Duan Pengju's neck, he only raised his eyebrows.

"Pengju, isn't the prince summoning you? Let's go, don't delay my return for the Lantern Festival." Zhou Zishu took the lead and walked towards the outside of the encirclement, step by step towards Duan Pengju.

"My lord only told old Duan that I invite you to go back alone. Zhuang Zhuang, are you taking such an unknown person like him as a delusion to harm your lord?!" The two walked towards him, took a few steps back, and threatened calmly.

"King Jin..." Bai Yi thought about the name, touched his chin, and said with great interest: "Bai has only heard of King Jin's name, but has never seen him. He admires King Jin quite a lot. I think King Jin should also You don't mind if I go to pay a visit with the owner." Regardless of whether King Jin minds it or not, he must accompany Zhou Zishu with Jinzhou and his party.

Duan Pengju had no choice but to take the white clothes, and was afraid of his strange and invisible means of killing people, so he could only grit his teeth and say: "Duan doesn't dare to speculate on the meaning of the prince, but since Mr. Bai wants to follow, then follow, just want to wrong Mr. Bai I squeezed into a car with Zhou Zhuangzhu."

As he spoke, he motioned to his subordinates to pull out the dark iron prison cart specially built for Zhou Zishu. Bai Yi only saw a corner of the prison cart, and his eyes were as sharp as a knife.

How dare King Jin!Zishu has served him for ten years, how dare he use such means to humiliate him!

"My lord specially prepared this for Master Zhou." Duan Pengju hid in the crowd, looked at the carriage and said proudly, rather than saying that it was ordered by the King of Jin, it was better to say that it was Duan Pengju's public revenge. It's pleasing to the eye. In the past, because he was favored and trusted by the King of Jin, and he was his immediate boss, he was alone, and he could not do anything about him. Now that Zhou Zishu is torn into a commoner, how can he not vent his heart well? anger.

"Master Duan, do you really think that our owner, Huluopingyang, can be bullied by dogs?" Bai Yi squinted his eyes and spoke in a bad tone. Looking at Duan Pengju's complacent expression, anger was aroused in his heart.

Before Duan Pengju could continue to add insult to injury and say some embarrassing words, Bai Yi casually drew a sharp edge, and with a wave of his hand, the dark iron prison cart was sliced ​​into two by the sword light like a piece of tofu. His eyes widened in shock.

Bai Yi rubbed his fingertips, and said slowly: "If you invite old friends to get together, you must have the attitude of inviting others. You pull a prison cart over, do you think we are easy to bully? I don't know if Master Duan has this black iron prison cart in his life." Come hard."

"You, you! Who the hell are you!" Duan Pengju only looked at the flat cut on the prison car, and was startled out of his body by the tricks of the white clothes. Looking at some monster.

If Bai Yi's previous killing move of appearing and disappearing can be roughly attributed to his unfathomable skill and ability to injure people with hidden weapons, then this sword qi that cuts iron like mud out of thin air is already beyond the scope of human martial arts.

"It's not talented, it's just a white-clothed sword spirit for the master to drive." Bai Yi said as he stepped back half a step towards Zhou Zishu's side, bowing slightly, showing a respectful gesture.

"Master, you've broken me. How dare the younger generation call Master?" Although Zhou Zishu knew that Bai Yi was trying to save face for him, he couldn't see Bai Yi was so respectful and humble. He helped him up sideways, and the two of them Standing side by side, looking at Duan Pengju with his innocent face was like watching a joke.

It was indeed a joke, after all, Duan Pengju had been suppressed by white clothes from the beginning until now.

"Sword spirit? Sword spirit in white! How good you Zhou Zishu, it was a waste of ten years for the prince to favor you, but you can't raise you, a white-eyed wolf! You have such an innate spirit, and you hide it without reporting it, and hide it privately. What's the point!!!" For a moment, Duan Pengju seemed to be enlightened, he thought everything through, and looked at Bai Yi with fear and greed.

Sword Spirit!The heaven-defying spirits that only appear in Xianxia Zhiguai really exist in the world, and they are still so unfathomable. How can they be so cheap to Zhou Zishu?

"What is my uncle's identity and what are his abilities? Those are all private matters of our sect. When will it be your turn to intervene?" How could Zhou Zishu fail to see the greed in Duan Pengju's eyes, and subconsciously stood in front of Bai Yi.

The white clothes turned their hands to form a sharp edge, which was twirling at the fingertips, and the eyes that turned their heads to Duan Pengju were full of naked threats.

"I advise Mr. Duan to watch his eyes. Bai has a bad temper. Maybe he will do something that hurts you? You and my master are considered to be working together. If you hurt your friendship, we will not be ashamed." Pretty, don't you think?"

Duan Pengju stared at a cold light hanging from the finger of the white robe, and subconsciously touched the wound on his neck. Zhou Zishu had such a powerful spiritual protection by his side, so no matter how unwilling he was, for the sake of his own life, he would Had to bow his head.

"Don't be annoyed, Mr. Bai. It was all a misunderstanding just now. For the sake of my lord, Mr. Wang temporarily withdrew his supernatural powers. The lord has always valued Zhuang Zhu Zhou, and he treats strange people with respect. Going to Jinzhou, my lord should treat each other with courtesy." Duan Pengju clenched his back molars and forced a smile on his face.He clasped his fists and bowed slightly, showing his weakness, but he couldn't hide the hatred and greed in his eyes. When he got up, he casually greeted his subordinates and motioned him to prepare a carriage. What's the process? Let's take Zhou Zishu and this spirit thing back to Jinzhou first. He doesn't believe that the sword spirit can turn against the heavens in the prince's realm.

It wasn't until seeing the man in black coming in a spacious carriage that the white man withdrew the coldness between his fingers, snorted softly, and said perfunctorily, "If Lord Duan had been so polite earlier, we wouldn't have had so many misunderstandings and wasted money." This is a lot of time, don't you think?"

"Yes, yes, old Duan was rude. Please let Master Zhou and Mr. Bai get on the road." Duan Pengju put on a smirk and bowed to invite the two living ancestors to get on the carriage.

The white clothes protected Zhou Zishu behind him, and walked cautiously towards the carriage, ignoring Duan Pengju's astonished eyes, a gleam of light condensed from his fingertips, and he went into the carriage to inspect back and forth, and he was relieved when he saw nothing unusual. He helped Zhou Zishu into the carriage first, while he sat on the shaft of the carriage, on guard against the sunroof assassins who surrounded the carriage.

Only the hands in the horse workshop touched Zhou Zishu's heart. His hands in white were bloodless and frighteningly cold.However, Bai Yi concealed his own weakness and did not show it, aggressive, with full aura protecting him, he felt very uncomfortable.

Even if Duan Pengju was afraid of Bai Yi's supernatural powers, seeing that Jun was already in the urn, when he returned to Jinzhou, it wasn't because he was the fish and meat of Zhou Zishu for Daozu and let him manipulate him, just thinking like this, he suppressed his fear just a little bit, he Looking at the white clothes leaning on the shaft of the car with closed eyes and resting his mind, his eyes were full of greed that could not be hidden.

Famous swords have spirits!If such treasures can be used by the King of Jin, or even driven by him, then it will be easy to aspire to the Central Plains and dominate the world.

Even if Bai Yi noticed that disgusting gaze, he didn't bother to care about it. Although it was his unilateral threat just now, the loss was huge. If he didn't take advantage of the time while he was on the road to adjust his breath and recover, he would There is no guarantee that Zhou Zishu will be safe.

As the carriage gradually drove away from the gate of the Four Seasons Villa, Bai Yi thought that after being threatened by him, Duan Pengju would not dare to make any more fuss, but he underestimated how disgusting this villain was.

A faint smell of kerosene was blown into Bai Yi's nose with the wind, and his eyes were instantly sharp as knives.Zhou Zishu had been sitting in the car with his eyes closed to rest his mind. Before he could figure out what was going on, he heard Bai Yi jump onto the roof of the carriage and shouted: "Duan Pengju, you are courting death!"

Zhou Zishu said inwardly that it was terrible, and quickly got out of the carriage, and when he looked back, his eyes were shattered.

I saw more than a dozen Skylight Assassins standing in a row, shooting bows and arrows, and the arrows soaked in kerosene pointed directly at the Four Seasons Villa, and just when they were about to let go and set fire to the Four Seasons Villa, the white clothes were already standing in the car. At the top, turned over a dozen sharp edges, and harvested the lives of the row of assassins like an autumn wind sweeping away leaves. As the heads fell to the ground, blood splashed, and the eyes in white were also filled with blood, as cold and sharp as cold front.

Hot blood was scattered all over the ground, and Duan Pengju was also splashed all over. Before he recovered, all of his people died in one breath, and his whole body was lifted into the air by an irresistible suction force.

Standing on the roof of the carriage in white clothes, the hem of the snow-colored clothes was fluttering in the cold wind. He pinched Duan Pengju's neck with one hand, his blood-colored pupils were like mandala opened in hell, extremely beautiful but also trembling. The coercion of death.

"Who gave you the guts to burn down the Four Seasons Villa!"

The icy and bone-chilling voice hit Duan Pengju's ear, like a death knell for a soul-stimulator. The sense of danger of dying made him careless of anything, his feet kicked wildly, his hands clung to the white-clothed hand that was strangling his neck indiscriminately, and turned red. With a straight face, he confided with difficulty: "Yes... the prince said... that the master of Zhou Zhuang... If the old sword is deeply in love, then... he will break it, and the homeland is hard to leave... then... he will destroy it... that is the meaning of the prince... Forgive...forgive me, Lao Duan will never dare again..."

The others only saw the blood on the ground and the leader who was struggling in the air, and they were frightened out of their bodies. The hand holding the sword trembled slightly, and they backed away in fear, fearing that the killer in white would In the next moment, God will start a massacre and take their lives.

Zhou Zishu jumped out of the carriage, not only saw Bai Yi's ruthless killing, but also saw his blood-colored pupils controlled by the demon. Just looking at those pupils, he couldn't help trembling all over, and subconsciously wanted to draw his sword, but As soon as he grasped the hilt of the sword, he came back to his senses, it was Lao Bai!

"Old Bai! Lao Bai, wake up! Four Seasons Villa is fine, you put Duan Pengju down first!" He stood on the ground looking up at Bai Yi and shouted eagerly.

Bai Yi could only see blood in front of his eyes, and in a trance, he seemed to see the Four Seasons Villa that had been burned into ruins, his map for relieving cold, his jade bell, his disciple book, and the wine that Qin Huaizhang hid in the plum grove ... were all burned in the flames.

In the blood, there is not only the bustle and splendor of the villa that he never participated in in the past, but also the warmth and freedom of this time, and all these good things are almost destroyed.

In a trance, he heard Zishu's eager shouting, and his bloodless eyes looked at the Four Seasons Villa just like before. Fortunately...fortunately, there is still time for everything.

Bai Yi took a deep breath, barely suppressing the restless demons in the inner palace, and when he opened his eyes again, the blood in his eyes gradually faded, and he looked at Duan Pengju who was almost strangled to death by him, and the hatred in his heart still couldn't be suppressed, But Zishu was right, he couldn't kill people right now.

Duan Pengju struggled desperately, and the blood stained on his body accidentally rubbed against the sleeves of his white clothes. He immediately let go of his hands in disgust, and the person fell from mid-air and hit the ground hard. Duan Pengju, ignoring the severe pain on his body, breathed desperately. He was almost strangled to death by Bai Yi.

Bai Yi cut off the blood-stained sleeve in disgust, and jumped off the roof of the car.Zhou Zishu was also relieved to see that he regained his senses, and hurriedly surrounded him. Just as he was about to ask him if he was okay, he was stopped by Bai Yi raising his hand, telling him not to speak, and not to be timid.

Bai Yi walked up to Duan Pengju step by step. Everyone in the skylight where he passed retreated three feet like a frightened bird. Duan Pengju collapsed on the ground. He put his foot on his chest and couldn't move.

The backhand of the white clothes melted into a sharp light, and the cold light hit Duan Pengju's bruised neck. Although his sanity had recovered, the cold killing intent scared him to pieces, and he couldn't help begging for mercy.

"It's the prince! It's the prince's instigation, it's none of Lao Duan's business, it's the prince! Master Bai, please let me go!"

"Prince Jin? Do whatever King Jin asks you to do. Lord Duan is really an obedient dog, but I don't know whether King Jin's order is more important or your life is more important."

"My life is important! My life is important! Immortal Master Bai, I was wrong, old Duan will never dare again!"

"Duan Pengju, you have to figure it out. Now I'm the knife and you are the fish. If you dare to mess with me again, I'll let you die without a whole body!" Feeling Zhou Zishu's worried eyes behind him, Bai Yi calmed down a little, Withdrawing the edge of his fingertips, he kicked Duan Pengju a little farther, rolling blood and mud all over his body. The leader of the skylight, who was showing off his might just now, is now extremely embarrassed.

"Old Bai..." Should I say it or not, Zhou Zishu was really relieved when he saw the clarity in Bai Yi's eyes. Then he was taken advantage of by the inner demon and lost his mind, he didn't dare to imagine what would happen.

Bai Yi breathed out a turbid breath, looked at Zhou Zishu's worried expression, and forced a smile: "I'm fine, Siji Villa is fine, get in the car first, let's go early and return early." This suddenly softer tone, How can there be the ferocity of meeting gods and killing gods, meeting Buddhas and killing Buddhas just now?

Zhou Zishu looked at his brows and eyes that were more and more transparent under the sunlight, and he couldn't rest assured, but he couldn't show any worry about the current situation, so he had to pretend to be calm and was helped into the carriage by the white clothes.

Duan Pengju was helped up by his confidants in a hurry. As soon as he stood up, he couldn't help coughing up a mouthful of blood. Looking at the white clothes sitting on the shaft of the car with his eyes closed, how dare there be any greed and covetousness in his eyes? The fear of the rest of his life, almost, he almost died in Bai Yi's hands.

Bai Yi's thunderbolt method scared everyone out of their wits, even Duan Pengju didn't dare to make any trouble along the way, for fear of being wiped out by this fierce sword spirit, so he had to be careful to serve these two living ancestors.

Even so, Bai Yi's fear of Duan Pengju and Tian Chuang did not diminish at all. He did not drink any water along the way, while slowly recovering his depleted spiritual power and suppressing recurring demons, he personally took care of Zhou Zishu's road. Basic necessities of life, food, housing, and transportation, and the meals he imported were all made by himself, and he was on high alert, not daring to relax a bit.

Kunzhou is not very far from Jinzhou, so it only takes six or seven days to travel so unhurriedly, and you can see the city wall of Jinzhou City.

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Talking two ends.

When Zhou Zishu and Baiyi were "escorted" to Jinzhou, Zhang Chengling also tried his best to take care of the two injured patients in the Four Seasons Villa.

Looking at the deserted yard and thinking of the two unconscious people in the medicine room, the little boy only sighed and pulled himself together, went to the kitchen to boil water, and washed and scrubbed the two patients.But in the dead of night, he would also kowtow devoutly, muttering some naive hopes to the void, praying for the blessings of the ancestors of the Four Seasons Villa, bless his uncle and brother Han from danger, and bless his master and Uncle Grand Master can return safely!

The third day of the first lunar month - Four Seasons Villa

Zhang Chengling was originally cleaning the yard aimlessly in the villa, when he suddenly heard regular knocking at the door, he put down the broom when he heard the sound, first trotted to open the Star Array, and then tiptoed to the door, through the door panel He asked loudly, "Who are you?"

But there was a familiar voice from outside the door: "It's me, Ping'an, Qiye and Dawu are here, Young Master Zhang, please open the door!"

coming!Qiye and Dawu are finally here!

Zhang Chengling couldn't wait to open the door latch, and when he pushed the door open, he saw Ping An, two men in fine clothes, and a dozen guards with solemn expressions standing at the door.

Seeing so many people suddenly, Zhang Chengling subconsciously took two steps back. A man in Chinese clothes with an unusually handsome appearance and temperament, seeing his guarded expression, laughed before saying anything, and his voice as clear as a phoenix calmed down. Zhang Chengling panicked.

"My name is Jing Beiyuan, and I'm Zishu's close friend. You are Zishu's apprentice Zhang Chengling mentioned by Ping'an."

Zhang Chengling is not very old, but he has seen many amazing and talented people, but he was also amazed for a moment by the man in gorgeous clothes in front of him. Hearing this, he just nodded in a daze.

"I'm Wuxi, where is the owner of Zhuangzhuang? We came all the way from southern Xinjiang, why didn't you see Zhuangzhu in person to greet him?" Standing shoulder to shoulder with the man in fine clothes was a gentle young man in Southern Xinjiang's costume. Clear and cold, only the young boy asked a question.

Only then did Zhang Chengling come back to his senses, and asked eagerly, "You are the great witch!" Before Wuxi could answer, Zhang Chengling dragged Wuxi by the hand into the yard, shouting, "You guys are here, save me!" Master Uncle and Brother Han!"

Wu Xi staggered a step being dragged by him, a little confused, just about to withdraw his hand, Jing Beiyuan patted him on the shoulder and said, "There's something wrong here, let's go in and have a look."

Following the guidance of the young man, a group of people walked through the corridor and came to a secret medicine room. When they opened the door, they saw two unconscious people lying on the bed. Walk in and sit on the edge of the bed, leaning over to feel the pulse.

"What's going on here? Where's your master? What happened before?" Jing Beiyuan walked all the way, feeling more and more wrong. It seemed that Zhang Chengling was the only one in this villa, and Zhou Zishu was there.

Even if he saw the great witch, Zhang Chengling's heart was still half hanging. He only came back to his senses after hearing Jing Beiyuan's questioning. Looking at this handsome and gentle face, the words stuck in his throat.

Jing Beiyuan naturally also saw the hidden worries of the young man, patted him on the shoulder, and said comfortingly: "Don't be afraid, we are all Zishu's best friends, Zishu's matter is our matter, where is he? What happened? It’s okay, you can tell us.”

Zhang Chengling felt the warmth on his shoulders, his nose was sore, and he choked up and said: "It's the skylight, they injured Brother Han, and the uncle suffered internal injuries in order to save Brother Han, and fell into a coma. In order to protect us, we were captured by the people from the skylight!"

"Skylight? How could it be? Didn't Zishu leave the skylight? How could King Jin come to his door?" Jing Beiyuan asked in disbelief.

"Why not, King Jin can kill you so easily, how could he let Zishu go so easily!" Wu Xi pinched Han Ying's pulse, his brows furrowed tighter and tighter, as if there was something he couldn't figure out.

"Master Zhang, who is the Grand Master Uncle you're talking about? Why didn't I hear Zishu mention it? Why was he also taken away by the skylight?" Jing Beiyuan's shock was only momentary, and he didn't know King Jin is a man, but another person mentioned in Zhang Chengling's words aroused his interest.

Zhang Chengling only hesitated for a moment before he said hesitantly: "Uncle Grand Master was originally Master's sword spirit. We only found out two days ago that he is also a disciple of Four Seasons Villa and is Master's uncle. By the way, Grand Master Uncle kept it." Master Uncle and Brother Han's fate."

"White-clothed sword spirit?! No wonder Han Ying's spirit is almost up to now." Wu Xi took Han Ying's pulse, and his brows that were still tightly frowned before gradually relaxed. He naturally sensed the ray of vitality protecting Han Ying's heart. Aura.

"Big Witch, Big Witch, can you save Big Brother Han?!" Zhang Chengling was sweating anxiously.

"Don't worry, since Senior Sword Spirit's aura is protecting his heart, I will definitely be able to save his life." Wu Xi said firmly.

"Then what about my uncle? How about my uncle?!" Just as Zhang Chengling asked, Wen Kexing's body twitched slightly on the bed. After being unconscious for two days, he suddenly opened his eyes and sat up straight. All are bloody.

There is a herb in Kunzhou called Wangyou, which is Mengpo soup when it is matched with seven kinds of poisonous insects, and it is drunk when mixed with seven kinds of fragrant flowers.The two mutually generate and restrain each other, so drunk life and dream of death can offset the efficacy of Meng Po Decoction.

In the past few days, Wen Kexing has been falling asleep smelling drunk and dreaming, and the past in the dream has become more and more clear. After the fainting the day before yesterday, he completely unlocked the medicinal properties of Meng Po Tang, and he remembered everything. A hidden demon obsession.

His parents were actually killed by him who lured wolves into the house!

It was he who led Zhao Jing back home, it was Zhao Jing who betrayed the whereabouts of his parents, and was found by Guigu, and it was because of his mistake that his parents died tragically at the head of Guigu, he remembered it all! ! !

The author has something to say:

The time I saw Ling cry the most was neither the late meeting on a rainy night nor the wedding in Xiangning where no survivors survived, but Axu being locked in a prison car and watching the Four Seasons Villa burn to the ground...I cried until Convulsions, crying until the headache dehydrates.

Even if there is a second phase of Four Seasons Villa, there are no memories of him getting along with his master and younger brother since he was a child, there is no mountain of flowers where he likes the flowers of the four seasons, and there is no wine he hides in the plum grove. The second phase is just Four Seasons Villa, not his home……

Ah Xu... has no home... From now on, there is nowhere to come from... The snow mountain is not the way he wants to go back.

OS: Lao Bai is not crazy this time, at most it is PTSD, and it is still within the controllable range.You can always trust Lao Bai.