Beginning to become the second ancestor

Chapter 262 Chapter 260
On the carriage, Song Yuanxuan leaned against the wall of the carriage, and Xie Liushui stuck to his side.

He looked down at the few arrows left by Wang Dong, thoughtfully.

These arrows are different from the arrows of the military department, and the poison on them is quite unique. After returning, Qin Shengnan and Xie Liuyan's knowledge may be beneficial.

"Liu Shui, take out your crossbow and let me have a look." Song Yuanxuan said softly.

Xie Liushui touched his waist, and handed over the small hand crossbow. There was a box under the hand crossbow, which contained many short arrows.

These arrows have no tail feathers, so the accuracy is poor, and only real archery masters can master the accuracy.

After Song Yuanxuan looked at it, he thought for a while and said, "It's quite exquisite, but I'll give you some firearms in the future, which are much more powerful than this."

Xie Liushui shook his head and said, "Brother Xuan, I'm still used to using arrows. The Youlie Army also has firearms, but their power is too low."

Song Yuanxuan smiled, and didn't explain much, after all, the firearm hadn't really been made yet.

The carriage drove into Zhuangzi, the sky was already dark, and red lanterns were dotted in the yard, bringing a sense of festiveness.

Song Yuanxuan got off the car and walked into the main house, where Qin Shengnan was talking with Zheng Naner.

"Mother, Liuyan, come here." Song Yuanxuan greeted, and put a few arrows on the side table.

The two came over, and when they saw the arrow, they couldn't help but startled, Qin Shengnan asked, "Xuan'er, where did this come from?"

"Brother Xuan was attacked on the road just now, and he used this kind of arrow, so I want my mother and sister to see which family it belongs to." Xie Liushui asked softly.

"Lang, are you alright?" Several whispers sounded at the same time.

Zheng Nan'er, Xue Xia, Zheng Dong'er, and Xie Liuyan rushed over at the same time.

On the other side, Yan Qinglan, Lan Xin, and Yue Huaiyun also rushed over, grabbed his arm and said, "Master, let us see if you are injured."

Song Yuanxuan waved his hand and said, "I'm fine, you don't have to worry."

The women still took a closer look at him, seeing that he looked good and didn't look like he was in trouble, so they were relieved.

Qin Shengnan looked at the arrow carefully, leaned over to smell it with his nose, and then said softly: "This arrow looks like it was made by heaven, but there is poison on the arrow, and this poison should be the life of a hundred deaths of the Demon Cult. "

"It's the life of a hundred deaths of the Devil's Cult!" Xie Liuyan nodded, and then changed the topic: "Tiangong never quenches poison on weapons, it should be that the people of the Demon Cult asked Tiangong to forge arrows, and then quenched the poison by himself.

Life of a hundred deaths is highly poisonous, seeing blood seals the throat, but fortunately Lang was not injured, otherwise it would be troublesome, if you want to get a life, only the owner of the Valley of the Medicine King can do it himself.

The only vitality is in the hands of Medicine King Valley, and only the valley owner is qualified to detoxify, but it is not so easy to find the valley owner of Medicine King Valley. "

"Demon Cult!" Qin Shengnan yelled, then clenched his fists tightly and said, "That bastard Ning Yuzhi has repeatedly assassinated Xuan'er. Tomorrow I will summon the power of Jianghu and offer a huge reward!"

Song Yuanxuan shook his head and said, "Mother, it shouldn't be her this time."

"Whether it's her or not, the Devil's Cult's affairs have to be blamed on her anyway. She is the Devil's Sect Saintess, so she must be responsible for this matter!" Qin Shengnan responded.

Song Yuanxuan stretched his waist and said: "Mother, if you want to find her, it's better to get rid of the Demon Cult's eyeliner in the capital first, but these eyeliner are hidden very deep, and it's not easy to find."

Qin Shengnan smiled and said: "Shrimps have shrimp ways, and crabs have crab ways. The other day you took in someone named Bai Zhi, who is really a master at doing these things.

I don't know where you let her go, but it's always right to leave this matter to her. I also have a lot of eyeliners here in the capital, so people will stare at me later. "

Song Yuanxuan was startled, then nodded and said: "Mother, Bai Zhi was arranged by me in the Frogman Gang, and I gave her 5 taels of silver, and I don't know where she is after that, but if I leave a letter for her, she will definitely come see me."

Even Song Yuanxuan didn't know where Bai Zhi was, so it would be even more difficult for others to find her. Fortunately, he had made an agreement with her before that if he wanted to find her, he would put three potted plants at the gate of Zhuangzi, namely bamboo, pine and Angelica.

After arranging for Wang Dong to place three potted plants outside Zhuangzi's gate, Song Yuanxuan went into the study, he still wanted to put together the sword manual.

The sword manual with more than 500 characters is considered relatively long. Song Yuanxuan watched it carefully, studied it repeatedly, and re-wrote the ones in the determined order.

After rereading it nearly a hundred times, Song Yuanxuan had memorized all the sentences, and only then did he feel that this should be a sword formula, with a total of seven styles.

There is no precedence for these seven moves, so Song Yuanxuan couldn't put it together after he made it into seven paragraphs. He thought for a while and murmured, "Let's practice one move at a time."

The sword formula didn't have a name, but Song Yuanxuan walked out after putting it down, because the sword formula had been deeply imprinted in his mind.

At this time the night was dark, Song Yuanxuan looked at the sky, and Yan Qinglan's voice came from behind: "Master, it's time to rest."

Song Yuanxuan turned his head and took a look. She was wearing a single dress, and her figure was undulating, with a plump feeling unique to women.

"Qing Lan, you are getting more and more beautiful!" Song Yuanxuan said with a smile.

"Master, I also want to have a child for you." Yan Qinglan looked up at him, with a bit of anticipation in her eyes.

Song Yuanxuan shrugged and said: "This kind of thing cannot be forced, it always needs a chance."

Yan Qinglan hugged his waist tightly behind her, and said in a low voice: "Master, but sister Nan'er said yes, and it may have something to do with the number of times."

Having said that, Song Yuanxuan already understood what Yan Qinglan meant, he nodded and said: "I heard that in addition to chance, you also need to relax about children.

I'm thinking, when we get to Jiangzhou, away from the capital, maybe you guys will really relax, and then you'll have a baby, so don't worry. "

Yan Qinglan responded, but did not let go of him, hugging him tighter and tighter, Song Yuanxuan thought for a while and said: "You go back to the room first, I'll see you and Yun'er later!"

"Then I'll go and warm the bed for my master." Yan Qinglan said softly, turned around and left.

Song Yuanxuan smiled slightly, it was not difficult to guess her little thoughts, but he didn't mean to blame her.

In the room, Yue Huaiyun saw Yan Qinglan enter the door, raised his eyebrows and said, "Sister Qinglan, how are you?"

"Master agreed!" Yan Qinglan looked excited, and the joy in the corners of her eyes was still there.

Yue Huaiyun let out a long breath, and then said in a low voice: "Sister Qinglan has a way. The young master always said that he likes your smile and touches your back, so as long as you act like a baby, he will definitely agree. .”

"Then prepare, I will smile more in front of my master in the future, and we will think about the things he likes a lot." Yan Qinglan responded, and smiled softly, showing her neat and white teeth.

Outside the house, Song Yuanxuan stood in the backyard, there was no moon in the sky, only the red lanterns on the tree were faintly reflected, and he began to swing his sword.

These seven-style sword formulas are quite profound, and many illusory things are mentioned in it, but Song Yuanxuan directly saw the core things.

Whether the sword style works or not is nothing more than the comprehensive use of angles, strength and other aspects. For a person of later generations, with strong logical thinking ability, it is not difficult to find an entry point.

Song Yuanxuan put away his sword and stood up after practicing for a stick of incense. He has almost mastered this style of swordsmanship, and there are six more styles. He is going to start as soon as possible to see the power.

When he turned back to his room, his eyes fell on Yan Qinglan's door, and the corners of his mouth slightly curled up.

　There was an accident this morning, so I just updated it now, life is not easy, I hope everyone understands.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)