Lincheng Huamo Chapter 134: A Hundred Years of Lonely Shadow
Di Guangming sent Zhong Xihou back to his residence. When he saw the slender sword mark on the door, he understood something in his heart. He had no choice but to shake his head. This Xiaoyu was really a cheating master. Here he attracted the black dragon Bu
He said that Xiao Eleven was lured here to be tortured again. Xiao Yu, the little devil, really needs to find time to teach him some rules.
The orange-robed woman appeared again like a ghost, and when she saw Di Guangming, she respectfully said Wanfu. Di Guangming had a good impression of the sword spirit, and waved her hand, indicating that there was no need to be polite.
"The injury is so severe, I'm afraid I won't be able to get off the ground without a month."
Di Guangming didn't think so, and then said: "You have been with Xiao Shiyi for almost twenty years. This boy can make you recognize him. Not to mention others, even I have been surprised."
The corners of the orange-robed woman's lips raised slightly and she replied: "This child is obviously not suitable for practicing swordsmanship, but he is stubborn. It is also this child's tenacity that reminds the slave family of the days when they followed the immortals."
Di Guangming waved his hand and said: "You only need a little time to get along with me. Don't mention it again. I also hesitate. You are here. Xiao Eleven's ability will eventually be worn away by you, until he can no longer lift the sword."
.But if you are no longer here, he will no longer be able to fly thousands of miles with ease. So, it is very difficult."
Although the orange-robed woman's eyes could not be seen, the exposed half of her face also showed a hint of helplessness. He hesitated for a while, and then said: "If sir has made a decision, I will gladly accept it. This child seems to only care about his
The Nightless City doesn't care about anything else, but his temperament is really strong."
Di Guangming nodded, feeling helpless about Zhong Xihou's temper.
Using his two fingers as a sword, he shot out a sword energy and shot it into the center of Zhong Xihou's eyebrows. Looking at Zhong Xihou who was lying on the bed, his face instantly turned rosy, and the six wounds scratched by the black dragon on his chest were recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Di Guangming turned around and was about to leave. When he reached the door, he stopped again and listened to him: "Personally, if possible, it would be great luck for Xiao Shiyi that you stay. But you have lost your body.
, after all, it is not a long time to stay with him like this. Find a suitable opportunity and let him take you to find your other two brothers. Wu Yu Jian Destruction, if you can host the bodies of your brothers,
Xiao Shiyi should not be so strenuous."
The corners of the orange-robed woman's mouth moved slightly, and presumably her brows covered by her bangs were also frowning slightly.
After pondering for a long time, the light did not leave, as if he was waiting for the answer from the orange-robed woman.
She finally spoke and heard her say: "Didn't the Immortal have concerns when he hid the four of us brothers and sisters?"
Di Guangming couldn't help but shook his head and sighed, with helplessness in his tone, and then said: "Wu Yu, you brothers and sisters can dominate one side separately, but together you will be in chaos. It's also my fault that I got interested that year and learned the art of casting to build you brothers and sisters with a hammer.
The four of you have been with me for a long time, and Fan Tie also has a spirit. This matter is really my fault."
The orange-robed woman bit her red lips slightly, clenched her fists, and dug her nails into her palms.
"It all depends on the will of the immortal."
Di Guangming shook his head again, his helplessness evident, and said leisurely: "If I had been more careful in the past and treated you like Long Yao, I wouldn't have caused so many things."
"When the child recovers from his injuries, the slave family will tell him about the Four Swords. As for what he thinks, he has to listen to his own wishes."
Di Guangming nodded and then went out.
He strode away, only listening to the poem he often talked about: "A pot of wine, ten steps of song, and a lonely shadow for a hundred years."
"With the sword in your hand, you can travel to the sky and sing songs. Immortal, Immortal, you were once so heroic, but now you don't hold the sword, have you replaced it with wine?"
Looking at Zhong Xihou who was lying on the bed, his complexion had recovered a lot. I thought that the immortal had taken action and his injuries would recover soon. But when he heard the unconscious little black face muttering unconsciously, the orange-robed woman had no choice but to do so.
Zhong Xihou whispered a name in his mouth, "Baiyun" and "Baiyun".
Hearing footsteps outside the house, the orange-robed woman moved slightly and disappeared.
There were exclamations outside the house, and the person who came didn't open the door and just opened it and rushed in. The person who came in was that charming and beautiful woman, Zang Yan.
Zang Yan saw the sword mark on the door, and after entering the door, she saw Zhong Xihou lying on the bed. Her face turned pale in an instant, and she quickly rushed to the bedside.
I saw the person on the bed with a rosy complexion and deliberately calm, and felt a little relieved. Last night he was still lively, drinking and chatting about the German and Western overlords, but after just one night, he turned out to be like this.
Isn't he a great swordsman who is unparalleled in the world? How could he be in such a miserable state?
Her mind had calmed down a bit, but then she heard what the dark-faced man said, which was like a thunderbolt from the clear sky to her.
"Baiyun, Baiyun?"
Zang Yan also chanted this name repeatedly, and what he was talking about was definitely not the white clouds in the sky. He was the overlord of the West and a hero of the rivers and lakes. Besides the white cloud fairy who was once famous all over the world, the white clouds in his mouth also had a second meaning.
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Zang Yan bit her thin lips slightly and checked Zhong Xihou's body. Except for a few shallow wounds on his chest, there was nothing else, so she felt relieved.
He helped him take off his boots, then gently took off his coat, covered him with a quilt and went out.
Just as he went out, he met Hua Shaohong, the child king who had led the Wind Spirit King and the god Tu Yulei. He just smiled and nodded, and then left quickly.
Before Hua Shaohong had time to say hello, this beautiful woman walked past him, which also made him puzzled.
Wind Spirit King touched the back of his head and asked stupidly: "What's wrong with the beautiful sister?"
Wind Spirit King vented his frustration on Wind Spirit King, punched this stupid big guy on the bicep, and said angrily: "What beautiful sister, that's your mother."
"Mother?" Wind Spirit King was confused, then he grinned and muttered, "I have a mother, second fool, third fool, I have a mother."
The two fools and the three fools are called Shentu Yulei, and Hua Shaohong is called Fengling King Dashage all the year round. People who know him well in Xidi also call him this way.
If it were someone else, if he dared to call a city-minded person like this, he would be afraid that his house would be raided early. Similarly, if it were someone else, half-stupid or not, he would be angry if he was always called a big fool.
But this big fool is the Wind Spirit King, and they are in the Western Land, so there is no need for ordinary people to think about it.
The two children, Shen Tu and Yu Lei, have been staying in the mountains and wilderness all year round. They heard everyone calling Fengling King "big fool", but they didn't see him getting angry. They really thought it was not a joke. Neither Fengling King nor Hua Shaohong,
The other sisters and servants cared for the two of them in every possible way, and they actually happily accepted the titles of "two fools and three fools".
If his disciple is called like this, Bai Wuchang, who named his disciple Guishen, doesn't know if he will be able to return to Yang from the Eastern Yin Realm.
Hua Shaohong turned around and saw the sword marks on the door of Zhong Xihou's house. Her heart twitched and she ran quickly.
Pushing the door open and entering, I saw Marquis Zhong Xi lying on the bed, with a rosy complexion and smooth breathing, and felt a little relieved. But then I was even more shocked when I thought that Marquis Zhong Xi could be injured and lay on the bed without any defense.
Could it be that Yan Yunqi came out with the old monsters at the front?
"Wind Spirit King!"
Hearing Hua Shaohong's roar, the Wind Spirit King led Shen Tu Yulei into the house. If he were usually, no matter what time, he would be able to call out his name just by walking outside his adoptive father's house. But now he
He had already arrived, but his adoptive father was still asleep and unresponsive.
The stupid man also understood that something was wrong with his adoptive father, so he stepped over in two steps, knelt in front of the bed, and kept groping Zhong Xihou's body through the quilt.
Hua Shaohong was so angry that she slapped him on the head and yelled: "Can't you see that your father is injured? He is still so careless. Why don't you send him away early so that you can inherit the city that never sleeps?"
King Fengling felt aggrieved, but he didn't dare to say it. He pouted and looked aggrieved.
The atmosphere was awkward, and a weak voice came slowly.
"You bastards, maybe let me sleep a little longer?"
Hearing the people on the bed speak out, not to mention Hua Shaohong and Feng Lingwang, Shen Tu Yulei was also happy and walked quickly to the bed.
Zhong Xihou slowly opened his eyes and saw these four half-sized dolls in the room. He was angry and laughed at the same time.
Then he frowned slightly and noticed that he was breathing smoothly, and the hand under the quilt touched his chest. Then the expression on his face was both happy and unexpected. How could such a life-threatening injury be almost healed after sleeping for a while?
With such a deep wound, the skin and flesh were almost the same as before. When I tried to get up, I felt a heartbreaking pain all over my body, which also proved that the recent battle with the Black Dragon was not a figment of my imagination.
"Honghong, take these children out and call the King Gui for Gu Gu."
Hua Shaohong nodded. He wanted to ask directly, but Yan Yunqi's men came to act like monsters again. However, he stopped the idea first and didn't say anything more.
The Wind Spirit King and Shen Tu Yulei went out.
However, in less than half an hour, when he heard hurried footsteps outside the house, presumably because he heard that he was injured, King Gui also lost his sense of proportion.
When the door of the room was pushed open and he saw the person coming, Zhong Xihou also had a bitter look on his face. Not to mention that women should have exquisite makeup when meeting people, but King Gui's hair was messy at the moment, and the freckles on her face were not covered, not to mention the gauze hat she usually wore.
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"It's just a minor injury, no need to worry."
After the master said this, King Gui also noticed that he had lost his sense of proportion. He closed the door and immediately returned to his usual dignity.
Xiao Bu walked to the bed, knelt down on the floor, looked at Zhong Xihou, and asked: "Master Hou, who can hurt you like this?"
Regarding King Gui, Zhong Xihou would not hide it and said directly: "The secret of the Mo family is another sword besides Mo Yu's sword."
King Gui frowned. If people from the Mo family suddenly attacked, there should be some movement in the house. She went to bed early and was used to planning at night, but she didn't hear any sound last night.
Knowing King Wei's doubts, Zhong Xihou explained: "Except for the sword wielder, no one in the Mo family has this ability. I heard that the senior has been missing for a few days, but he will not deliberately come to take my life. It is another sword of the Mo family.
Spirit, that sword, calls for a Zen Taoist secret."
When he heard the name of the sword, King Gui's eyes shone brightly, and he quickly asked: "Yichen, does it have something to do with Bai Yichan?"
Zhong Xihou couldn't help but was stunned. How did King Gui know the name Bai Yichan? He asked: "It was indeed Bai Yichan's sword. King Gui, how did you know this name?"
After confirming the answer, King Gui slowly said: "Thanks to Xiaoliang, the things he collected recorded the miscellaneous notes of the turbulent years before Daye was first established. There was a pair of brothers among them. The elder brother was called Bai Yi.
Zen, my younger brother calls me Bai Tianshu."
Mentioning Xiaoliang, Zhong Xihou couldn't help but put his right hand out of the quilt and touched the three scars on his right face. With a smile on his face, he said: "Is that so? Is there any record of the identities of these two brothers?"
King Gui shook his head and said: "There are not many records. I just heard that the names were similar, so I asked if it was related to Bai Yichan. If the Marquis answered like this, it seems that the Mo family used to have a surname of Bai."
Zhong Xihou nodded and said: "That's true, so it's interesting. The ancestor of the Mohist family is one of the founding fathers, and only Mo Tianshu can be recorded. It's also interesting."
"When I saw the name Bai Tianshu, I was curious that it was related to the ancestors of the Mohist family. Now, it is confirmed."
It was too laborious to nod while lying on the bed. Zhong Xihou just blinked and then said: "I will talk to you about the Mo family in detail in the future. I called you here because I want you to go to my west to find someone among the forces in Jinling City.
Reliable guy, go tell the current head of the Mo family something."
"Master Marquis, please tell me."
Zhong Xihou cleared his throat and continued: "The sword sect of the world will come again soon. Masters will help each other, and the good and the bad will be cleared up."
The first half of the sentence was too straightforward, and the second half of the sentence could not be understood by King Gui, who looked confused.
Zhong Xihou naturally could tell, and continued to explain: "My junior brother is another child of the Mo family, and you also know it. This time the Mo family is in danger, Xiaoyu agreed to take action, which can be regarded as a complete end to the dispute with the Mo family for the junior brother."
King Gui nodded, then thought of something, hesitated and found it difficult to speak.
"There are no secrets between you and me. Let me guess, the question you are asking is related to Xiaoliang?"
Seeing Zhong Xihou clarifying his words, King Gui also nodded.
Mentioning Xiao Liang again, Zhong Xihou's face became even more joyful. He lay on the bed and stared at the roof. After a long time, he spoke slowly.
"Although Xiaoliang and I are not brothers, nor are we masters and servants. We have gone through vicissitudes of life, but we have joined hands. I have never wronged him, and naturally he has never harmed me."
After hearing this answer, King Gui showed a smile that was rarely seen on weekdays, and even his tone was a little more joyful.
"As the Marquis said, Xiao Liang never betrayed Xi Di?"
Zhong Xihou covered the scar on his right face with his hand and breathed out, and said slowly: "My three scars, like the swords on his body, are just names. Xiao Liang, my senior brother..."
Mentioning his senior brother, Zhong Xihou suddenly paused, and then continued: "Whether it is Xiaoliang or another part of the world, human power may not be able to achieve what they hope for in life. But they believe that man can defeat nature. In the end, they will be nothing more than a shadow of a hundred years, a mere shadow.