In the house of Zhong Xihou in Jinling City, King Gui was leaning on a stone chair in a stone pavilion. Two dolls were also in the pavilion, greedily drinking milk tea and eating roast chicken.

These two dolls were wearing clothes made of animal skins, and their skin color was darker. Naturally, compared to Zhong Xihou, they were fairer. The two dolls' double-skinned eyes were astonishingly large, and their eyes were as attractive as stars.

The slightly more outgoing doll wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, and then asked King Gui: "Sister Gui Wang, is City Lord Zhong a hero?"

King Wei was staring at the sky in a daze, and when he heard someone calling her, he couldn't help but turn around. Seeing King Ji looking at him and not answering, the doll had no choice but to ask again: "Sister King Ji, is Lord Zhong a hero?"

When King Gui heard this, he was happy, then he frowned slightly, thought for a while, and asked: "Then, what kind of existence do you think the hero is?"

The baby scratched his head with his oily hand. This sloppy appearance made King Gui feel really uncomfortable. The little guy thought for some time, and finally got discouraged. He shook his head and said, "I don't know, Master."

It is said that when the road is rough, it is a hero to draw a sword to help!"

When the other kid heard this, he immediately objected, put down the chicken leg that was almost eaten, and retorted: "No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no."

The baby who spoke first was unconvinced and continued: "Those who give up their homes for the sake of the country and the people are the heroes among the talented and beautiful ladies in the eyes of the sisters in the building. There will be no such fools in the world."

The two dolls were quarreling so much that King Gui found it interesting. When the two children got tired of arguing, or maybe the baby who spoke first noticed something was wrong, he stopped. He turned his head and looked at Zhong Xihou again and asked: "

Sister Guiwang, what is a hero?"

King Gui thought for a while, Zhong Nanyan has always been called Zhong Daxia because of his arrogance towards others. Zhong Nanyan was called Zhong Daxia because of his arrogance. Whether Zhong Xihou is serious about leaving his small family to protect everyone, he has not yet fully understood

Confirmed. Whether Marquis Zhong Xi can leave his small family to protect everyone, not to mention her, even Marquis Zhong Xi himself would not dare to boast about Haikou.

These are just two dolls, there are too many truths to tell them and they should not be done.

At this time, a gentle voice came and helped King Gui out of trouble.

"A chivalrous man never gives up, a chivalrous man never fights."

The three of them looked at where they came from at the same time, and it was the dancing girl Zangyan who came over with some snacks.

"If you want to become a hero, it's just like you eating. You have to eat the food one bite at a time and chew it a lot to digest it properly. You two kids, don't think about becoming heroes now. Learn your skills and understand the etiquette. Only then can you walk in the world.

Become a hero."

The two children are not bad at martial arts, but in terms of reading and literacy, they can only make people sigh. The two of them blinked and thought for a while, not knowing whether what Zang Yan said was right or wrong.

Just as the two dolls were lost in thought, a ray of white light shot down, raising dust. The same moment the white light shot down, the two dolls immediately took action.

I saw the two of them flying up, guarding King Gui and Zang Yan behind them. They looked like they were not as tough as the big insects protecting the calf.

When the dust cleared and the white light dimmed, the two dolls were dumbfounded.

The white light falling in the courtyard was actually his master's sword, the spiritual weapon, the Impermanent Sword.

The white light of the Impermanence Sword has dimmed, but occasionally it shines out a little.

The two dolls looked at each other and burst into tears.

Zang Yan didn't understand why, but King Gui understood it.

Then, the two dolls muttered vaguely while kowtowing to the Impermanence Sword. One after another, one after another, King Gui and Zangyan watched the bluestone slab being smashed by their foreheads, and the blood stains on it changed from a little to nothing.

Into two points, one beach.

Zang Yan dropped the snacks in her hand and hurriedly went over to hold the two dolls. Although Zang Yan had some skills and was much older, in terms of strength, she was no match for these two teenage dolls. Suddenly, Zang Yan was captured by the two of them.

When he was kowtowing, he was moved, and his little face fell on the stone floor.

A scream made the two dolls stop.

King Gui helped Zang Yan up, and when he saw it, he was a little frightened. There was a scratch mark on Zang Yan's beautiful face, and there was sand and fine stones in the flesh and blood.

When the two dolls saw Zang Yan, who had been accidentally injured by them, they stopped crying and stood up to go over. Seeing the shame on their faces, Zang Yan had no intention of blaming her.

King Gui looked at the two dolls and didn't know whether to blame or comfort them for their grief at this moment.

Zang Yan endured the pain and asked King Gui: "What's wrong with this sword?"

Before King Gui could speak, the doll named Shen Tu opened his mouth and explained: "This sword, this sword is my master's sword."

"Your master's sword, then why are you still facing it..."

Before Zang Yan could finish her question, King Gui gently pressed the back of her hand and interrupted her.

"Master, Master has passed away. We have become orphans and wild children again..."

When these words came out, not to mention Shen Tu, Yu Lei was also filled with grief and cried even more heartbreakingly than before.

"What's there to cry about?"

A powerful voice came, and King Gui and Zang Yan looked at each other. Zhong Xihou and Yan Hu Deliang had strode over. Naturally, the two of them also noticed the Impermanence Sword that was deeply embedded in the stone slab. When they saw this sword, they naturally understood.

All.

I don't know whether he had support or was frightened by Zhong Xihou's words. Shen Tu Yulei stopped crying instantly, but there were still tears in his eyes. He suppressed his emotions and prevented the tears from flowing out.

But they are two babies after all. The tears have been in their eyes for a long time. How can they not make their eyes dry and uncomfortable?

It hurts even more.

Although Ren is very capable, he is still a baby after all. His eyes hurt like this and he cried again.

Zhong Xihou was about to say something else, but when he saw the scar on the left side of Zang Yan's face, he immediately frowned.

King Gui and Zang Yan also saw what Zhong Xihou was thinking. One went to comfort the two babies and took them to wash their hands and wipe their faces. The other smiled gently at Zhong Xihou and said it was okay.

When Zang Yan also left to treat the wounds on her face, only Zhong Xihou and Yan Hu Deliang were left in the yard.

The two of them couldn't help but sigh as they looked at the Impermanence Sword that penetrated deeply into the stone slab.

Zhong Xihou pulled out the sword, and the white light on the sword brightened slightly, and then completely dimmed. The two sat in the stone pavilion, and the Wuchang Sword was placed on the stone table together with the Tingyu Sword.

After a moment of silence, Zhong Xihou asked: "Xiao Liang, when nine kingdoms were destroyed, so many people died around you?"

Yanhu Deliang shook his head and replied: "Master Hou, are you confused? When I was born, the Three Kingdoms no longer existed, and I don't know how many people died in those years. Maybe it was because Master Hou was used to staying in the West.

Yes, the black armor is so elite. The so-called tragic battle is just a dozen brothers killed in the battle. But has the Marquis ever thought about how many members of the Qingjian Guards and Anbu must be replaced every year?"

Marquis Zhongxi fell into silence. What Yan Hude said was true. The Black Armored Army was indeed elite. Every time they went on an expedition, only a few were lost. But how many people did the Qingjian Guards and his Anbu have to replace every year? If it was like before, he would

Mo Xian, who mobilized all the masters from the Yuanzu realm and above in Lincheng in the West, was actually just hitting an egg against a stone, only to increase the number of dead souls.

He also marveled, could it be that Bai Wuchang really single-handedly defeated the World Sword Sect and entered the world?

"Since I joined Lord Marquis and then went to Yan Yunqi, people around me have died one after another. Even though he was an orphan like Yun Shang, after his death, a sister like Zang Yan was sadly missed."

"Yun Shang?" Zhong Xihou slowly spit out the two words, and he realized that it turned out that Qin Ji was called Yun Shang. It was ridiculous. Yan Hude was afraid that he had re-investigated Qin Ji and Zang Yan's life experience, but he himself

It was only then that I even learned the little girl’s name.

Yan Hude naturally saw what Zhong Xihou was thinking, chuckled, and then said: "Just like Yun Shang and the Marquis, they are just a bonus to buy back Miss Zangyan, but no matter how humble and insignificant she is, she is still a human being."

. Even if a wild dog dies, its companions will mourn, let alone a living person."

"Yun Shang, Yun Shang." Zhong Xihou softly repeated Qin Ji's name twice more, and then asked, "Have you ever checked who killed Yun Shang?"

When Yan Hudeliang heard this, he couldn't help but laugh again. This time his tone was no longer heavy, and he said slightly teasingly: "What? Don't you believe that Zhu Yinuo killed Yun Shang?"

Zhong Xihou glared at Yan Hude with a slight anger. Yan Hude knew that he was talking nonsense. Why did Zhong Xihou want to cripple Zhu Yinuo's finger? He had already explained that it was indeed against the rules to make fun of him again.

"The swordsmanship is so fierce that even the Marquis didn't notice anyone approaching at that time. It's really impossible to find out who did it."

Upon hearing this, Zhong Xihou smiled. Yan Hude was a little confused and looked at Zhong Xihou like this.

Zhong Xihou stopped laughing and explained: "Xiao Liang, why do you think this Yun Shang died outside our house?"

Yan Hude was stunned for a moment, then frowned and asked uncertainly: "Could it be that this girl Yunshang is also a teenager?"

Zhong Xihou still had a smile on his face, which was ridiculous but a little bitter. Then he asked: "Is Zang Yan really clean?"

Yan Hude did not dare to say anything this time. Are Yun Shang and Zang Yan really as clean as he found out?

"If Miss Zangyan and Yun Shang are not just slaves raised by King Jinling, what are the Lord's plans?"

When Zhong Xihou heard this, he was happy and replied without thinking: "Since Yun Shang is dead, he is dead. It is impossible to bury what I have done in Lincheng these days, not to mention that it is all obvious."

I'm doing it. Zang Yan, please take her back to the city that never sleeps."

Yan Hude frowned slightly and asked again: "Those old guys in the West are really not going to object to the Marquis bringing a woman back?"

These words made Zhong Xihou stunned. After thinking for a while, he asked: "Xiao Liang, do you think the foster father or the Lord of Dugu City has any descendants?"

Yan Hude didn't think about it and directly replied: "What about Dugu? I don't want to comment. Zhong Daxia's life experience is known to everyone. He will naturally not be a descendant of Dugu. Whether Zhong Daxia has any descendants, I don't know.

How can we know?"

"Xiao Liang, the lord of the Evernight City does not have to be named Zhong. Do you think it is feasible to leave the Evernight City alone?"

Yan Hude was overjoyed, and smiled without restraint. He asked: "Not to mention other things, Master Zhong is not going to avenge the last wish of his enemy. Has he fulfilled it? If the Master is willing to abandon the Sleepless City, what a big deal

When I get back, I will tell those old guys that Mr. Hou is dead.

On the way back to the West, let them choose a successor."

Zhong Xihou did not scold him, but also smiled. He smiled a little bitterly and said: "If it can be so simple, why not? It's a pity. If it really goes as they planned, and there is a war, how can we call home?"

"When the Marquis was in the West, he would not act like a mother-in-law. Could it be that he is afraid? At worst, when the war breaks out, the Marquis will take Miss Zang Yan and leave the city that never sleeps."

When Zhong Xihou heard this, he fell into deep thought. He began to imagine that the world was peaceful. He and Zang Yan were living in a small town somewhere, with their children in groups. It was so happy.

But it was just a dream, and the dream would eventually wake up. He couldn't help but sigh and said: "When the war breaks out, the most important thing is to survive. Not to mention this, senior Wu Chang, how about giving this sword to the Wind Spirit King?
To be continued...