……

"That sword cannot be given to Your Excellency. And the relationship between him and me is not... that of father and son in the normal sense."

"Is that abnormal?"

"..."

Zhongyue was silent.

He found out that he couldn't seem to explain this matter... How could there be a family where the children would perish when the father wakes up?

Seeing this, Yai did not continue to discuss this topic.

To be honest, the reason why she was willing to chat with Zhong Yue was just because he was one-twelfth of the age of Sui.

But now, the small talk is over and it’s time to get down to business.

"Why? Do you have to let me go to the ring and trample all those ants before you are willing to give me the sword?"

"He is worthy of being the eldest son of Su. Just like that stupid guy, after witnessing a war that can destroy mountains and tear apart the sky, he is still obsessed with fighting among ants."

"Is what humans call the ritual of battle so important to you?"

"Or...are you fooling me?"

In the restaurant, the fragrance of flowers is getting stronger and stronger.

And Yai picked up the knife impatiently, stood up, and looked down at Zhong Yue.

If Zhongyue disagrees, then Yai will come and get it himself.

But Zhong Yue had already stopped thinking about fighting at this time.

From the current point of view, it seems that his sword was indeed not stolen by the other party.

Moreover, Zhongyue also deduced the identity of the other party from the unseasonal peach blossom, the envelope that appeared out of thin air, and Si Suitai's files.

There is an animal named "睚", which cuts the Spring and Autumn period and cuts the belly of the universe.

The spatial abilities mastered by the opponent are endless and mysterious, and rashly confronting them may cause endless troubles to the city of Yumen.

And the other party didn’t do anything extraordinary...

After thinking for a while, Zhong Yue still sat on the table and said calmly:

"The sword was stolen."

"And even if the sword is still in my hand, I already have a candidate in mind and I won't give it to you."

Zhong Yue had already tensed up his body, preparing to deal with Yai's attack.

After all, although he was telling the truth, it sounded more like perfunctory and deceptive... There was still the possibility of irritating the other party.

But Zhongyue was surprised to find that Yai was not angry.

On the contrary, she put the knife in her hand into the sheath and used her finger to draw a gap in space.

A green, furry, strange creature with six ears and the size of a Tibetan mastiff jumped out of the space, rubbed the palm of his hand affectionately, and made a purring sound at the same time.

"……okay, I get it."

After hearing the strange creature's grunting, Yan nodded and gently combed the hair of this strange creature.

And Zhongyue also remembered what this strange creature was. In Si Suitai's early records, the giant beast named Yi would always appear next to it, and it was suspected that its companion creature was the Di beast.

They are the eyes of Jai.

"It seems that the sword is indeed lost."

"Ha! At that time, I thought you were already wary of me, so you hid the sword somewhere where I couldn't sense it. But I didn't expect that it was just because I was one step behind."

"It doesn't matter, I'll get it myself."

The beast jumped up and down towards the gap in space that Yi had opened for it.Yai followed behind the Di beast, and before his body completely entered the space rift, he looked at Zhong Yue with a complicated expression and murmured in a low voice:

"It looks like it, it really looks like..."

"Obviously I already have a candidate in my mind, but I still pretend to be giving you a sword in a competition, and I'm so ruthless when it comes to things you don't need..."

"Zhongyue, you still say that you are not his heir?"

Zhong Yue originally planned to stop him, but it was too late and he could only watch Yai leave.

If it was [Shuo], he might be able to stop it...but [Zhongyue] couldn't.

Zhongyue couldn't keep the other party.

Moreover, the last words left by Kai also caused some fluctuations in Zhongyue's original state of mind.

As the eldest brother among the fragments, he no longer cares about the age of the year. The age is the age, he is him.

But what does it mean to be similar to...?

Even if I was reborn in Sui, logically speaking, after thousands of years of evolution, I have reaffirmed my existence. There should be obvious differences between myself and the beast that has been killed with red eyes... right?

Sui doesn't need the so-called martial arts, and his appearance is also made by himself, so it's just his words, deeds, or personality?

But how could it look like it?

Just when Zhong Yue was lost in his own thoughts again, dozens of soldiers in full armor rushed to his side.

"Grandmaster, are you okay?"

"It's okay...do you have any clues about the whereabouts of the sword?"

Zhongyue regained his composure.

In any case, he has completely separated himself from himself, otherwise he would not be able to sense the sword.

What he cares about are his brothers and sisters who are brothers and sisters, the lovely and amiable common people, the soldiers who fight alongside him, and the martial arts that he is most interested in.

Years old is the last thing he cares about.

"It seems we have some clues. Since last night, after the sword was stolen, Miss Qiu Bai has disappeared. General Zuo has sent Young Master Zuo to track down her whereabouts."

The soldier reported meticulously, but when Zhongyue heard the news, he just sighed helplessly and asked in a complicated tone:

"General Zuo, do you have any other orders?"

"The general said that if Grandmaster could resolve the conflicts between you and your disciples in advance, he would not interfere."

"..."

Zhong Yue stood up and walked out of the restaurant. With firm eyes, he looked at the streets that were still filled with many pedestrians and left a message.

"Thank you General for me."

Then he stepped hard, like an elastic bead, moving quickly along the walls and eaves, while his eyes kept scanning back and forth on the street filled with pedestrians.

In the past, pedestrians wandering out at night were proof that the Yumen defenders and masters gave the local people a strong sense of security, but now, they have become an obstacle to Zhongyue's search for Qiu Bai.

Zhongyue had no time to ask the soldiers to collect information, because the information about Qiu Bai would first reach the real boss of the Yumen soldiers, Ping Chonghou, and then reach his ears.

And if Ping Chonghou's subordinates found Qiu Bai before he did, then I'm afraid this matter would not be defined as a simple master-disciple conflict.

Zhong Yue could only bet that he could meet Qiu Bai before those patrolling soldiers.

In a daze, he seemed to hear his own voice, slowly ringing again in the bottom of his heart:

'Hate...'

……

And the arena competition is coming to an end.

Huai Tian Pei is worthy of being a martial arts master who makes even Black Snake feel a bit troublesome. Even though he has spent three days and three nights and was injured by the White Lotus Saint, he is still standing in the ring at this time, panting heavily. He was so angry that he knocked down each challenger to the ground.

In the private room of the restaurant built next to the ring, Zhu Jiuyin was fanning himself leisurely with a fan. The White Lotus Saint beside him, who had left the ring long ago, bowed respectfully and stood beside him. behind.

This made this already stooped old woman even shorter.

"Bending over is bad for your health."

Zhu Jiuyin, who noticed that Qiu Bai had already obtained the sword, no longer paid attention to Huai Tianpei on the stage. Instead, he turned around, unfolded the four words "seeking wealth and killing" on the fan, and placed it against his chest. He looked lazily at the old woman in front of him.

Although the old woman was still dressed like a simple peasant woman at this time, her nose was bruised and her face was swollen, and there were even open wounds on her exposed arms and thighs, which were only filled and restored by the other wriggling muscles of the limbs.

"I'm used to it, sir."

"All right……"

Zhu Jiuyin shrugged and didn't care much. He just briefly sensed Qiu Bai's position, then left the restaurant and walked in the opposite direction of the ring.

Now that the sword has successfully reached Qiu Bai's hands, there is no need to insist on fighting in the ring.

'Not safe enough... The sword hasn't completely fallen into my hands yet, so I can't be careless yet. '

'Must, let Buddha...'

'Run faster. '

Chapter 453 Xi: Second brother, when will you die? Wu

"...Ling is not here either?"

On the non-existent mountain peak of Shang Shu, Xi, who failed to find the black snake and did not want to contact the black snake through summoning, planned to go to her eldest sister to ask for the reserved wine.

Although the black snake had told her that if she wanted to find Him, she only had to recite His name and tell her about her experiences with Him or her views on Him, and the Black snake would hear it and come immediately.

But Xi didn't want to.

This makes it seem like I really want to find him... No!

It should be that Black Snake took the initiative to come to her, and she reluctantly agreed; or maybe she accidentally met Zhu Jiuyin outside, and in the end she was so kind that she reluctantly agreed to go together...

In short, you can't let that guy know that you want to find him.

After the Witch King's portrait exploded, Xi began to take the initiative to look for the black snake, instead of passively waiting to be harassed by the black snake.

Because she suddenly discovered that she didn't seem to have a deep understanding of this annoying friend, but the other person had almost understood her life.

No!

I also want to harass you and see what you do on a daily basis. This is only fair!

At least that's what Xi thinks now.

……

Unfortunately, the first try didn't go well, but it doesn't matter, so let's go to your sister's place first to ask for some wine.

In this case, after finding Zhu Jiuyin, I can have a good sleep again.

With this idea in mind, Xi came to the non-existent mountain peak where Ling settled down and found a non-existent pavilion, hoping to find the drunken Jiu Mengzi.

But she found that the pavilion was empty.

"Tsk...everything is really going wrong."

Xi was a little irritable.

But then, she seemed to have thought of something again, and she waved the ink sword in her hand gently, and a drop of ink fell on the ground, turning into a dark pool of ink, and then four Ajie appeared from it.

The four agnas worked together, making a rattling sound similar to hey hey hey, and worked hard to lift out a wooden coffin.

The wooden coffin looks very ordinary. It is made of ordinary wood, and there are no complicated patterns carved on the surface.

And Xi sneered, and kicked the lid of the hall away with Ajie's frightened rattle.

There was no one's body in the coffin.

There was only an ordinary black Go chess piece, quietly placed in the middle of the coffin, motionless.

Xi stretched out her hand, picked up the chess piece, and said viciously:

"Don't pretend to be dead! I know you peeping tom must be here, if you don't want one of your 180 to suffer torture..."

"Xiao Xi, what do you want from me?"

After hearing Xi's threat, the black chess piece finally no longer maintained its ordinary appearance. A shadow appeared from the black chess piece and sat on the edge of the coffin.

Although this man wore the attire of a scholar-bureaucrat, with long straight hair in a bun, and a gentle tone of voice, he looked like a gentle scholar, but his face was blurred, making it impossible to see his true appearance.

"...Tell me where your order is."

Xi said with a straight face and a firm tone.

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