Weilong Mountain.
Su Hexiao, who was dozing on the chair, suddenly shivered and woke up from his drowsiness.
"What's wrong?" asked the old housekeeper standing next to him.
"No, I just dreamed about my childhood. My father had thirteen children. I was the youngest, the thinnest, and the most reluctant to learn martial arts. Once I secretly ran down the mountain to play, and when I came back, I was beaten by three
My uncle's children met me. They threatened me and refused to let me go back. They also robbed me of the candied haws I brought from the mountain." Su Hexiao smiled, "Then I met the third brother. The third brother didn't ask anything.
, just beat them all up, and then took me up the mountain."
The old housekeeper also smiled: "Everyone on the mountain knows the temper that Third Young Master had at that time."
Su Hexi sighed softly: "The third brother is a good brother, but not a good son. In the end, he pushed his father to the edge, which led to the tragedy."
The old housekeeper shook his head and said, "The head of the family had no choice back then."
"Actually, I wanted to follow him and stand up because I thought he was right." Su Hexi picked up the teacup next to him, "It's too late."
The old housekeeper comforted him and said, "Next time when he comes back to the mountain, let's talk to him about what happened back then."
"It's too late." Su Hexi said slowly, "I don't think Third Brother will return to Weilong Mountain again."
Beneath the boundless mountains.
Su Baiyi stood up and wiped the tears from his face.
Tantai Jingyue was also in tears at this moment. She choked and said: "I will bury Mr. Su's body in our tribe. When Mr. Su returns to the south, we will send someone to transport Mr. Su's body back to Weilong Mountain."
Bar."
"No need." Su Suomo said calmly, "The homeland of the Su clan has never been Weilong Mountain. Su Jian, sleep with me on Kunlun."
"Kunlun?" Su Baiyi was stunned. Being able to be buried on Kunlun should be the greatest honor for the Su clan.
Su Suomo nodded and repeated: "Kunlun."
"Thank you, Mountain Master!" Su Baiyi choked up again.
"The life of a swordsman is always lonely. It's like the snow on Kunlun Mountain, which never stops for thousands of years and never melts. If you want to see the light of that day, you have to wait day after day. The swordsman is buried in Kunlun.
It's the best ending." Su Suomo picked up Su Jian's collar and looked forward, "Let's go up the mountain with me."
Su Baiyi hurriedly said to Tantai Jingyue: "The remaining sheepskin gold and silver and these horses will be given to the girl. Thank you very much for accompanying me during this period. If there is a chance in the future, I will take you to Weilong Mountain."
One look at it shows the friendship of our Su family as landlords."
Tantai Jingyue has not yet recovered from her sad mood: "Mr. Su said that when he sees Kunlun Mountain, he will marry me as his wife."
Su Baiyi was stunned: "When did he say that? Why didn't I know?"
"I said it while you were going to the river to get water." Tantai Jingyue couldn't help but shed tears again.
Su Baiyi suddenly became speechless: "But he is already so old..."
"Not inferior to any young man I have ever seen." Tantai Jingyue sniffed.
Su Baiyi turned his head and looked at Su Jian, who had closed his eyes and slept. The sadness in his heart was completely interrupted by the sudden thunder.
But this is Su Jian.
When he was alive, he was a young man full of justice, but he disguised himself as a cynical devil.
After his death, he left behind a soul-stirring legend of swordsmanship, but he still wanted to add a touch of playfulness to the tragedy.
"This damn old man..." Su Baiyi wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and cursed in a low voice.
"Let's go. This old man's life has not been in vain. I, the Lord of Kunlun Mountain, envy him." Su Suomo took Su Jian's body and jumped forward.
Su Baiyi hugged Tantai Jingyue one last time, and then immediately followed her.
"Your internal strength is appallingly poor, but your Qinggong is pretty good." Su Suomo turned around and said.
"My master has told me to call him a horse," Su Baiyi replied.
"Zou Ma. The Su family does not have this martial art. Is it a new creation by future generations?" Su Suomo asked.
"I didn't grow up in the Su family. It was my master Xie Kanhua who raised me. He passed down this martial arts to me." Su Baiyi replied.
"Xie Kanhua, I heard this guy Su Han mentioned this name." Su Suomo glanced at Su Baiyi, "It seems you have a story."
"The entire Su family has experienced a strange story." Su Baiyi sighed.
"When you get to Kunlun, you have a good talk with me." Su Suomo raised his head and said.
Qingzhou City.
The Mu family mansion.
Nangong Xi'er opened her eyes.
At the same time, a dozen masks with different colors and expressions were spinning rapidly around her. She waved her hands again, and the masks flew even more flamboyantly.
Priest Xue stood in front of her and nodded in praise: "Yes, your understanding ranks among the top three among the people I have met, regardless of gender."
"I don't quite understand, what's the use of being able to control so many masks from a distance? How about making money by juggling on the streets?" Nangong Xi'er asked confused.
"It's not like I never did this when I had no money." Priest Xue said with a smile, "But apart from juggling, it has other uses. When you change your mask to a flying sword, no one will dare to mess with you in the future.
"
Nangong Xi'er was stunned: "I see, then why do you keep using a mask?"
"It's very special, isn't it?" Priest Xue sounded a little proud, "When you walk in the world, there is always something different from other people. The world is so big, with ten thousand people wielding swords and eight thousand wielding knives. I am the only one who uses a mask. Who can see it?
I couldn't help but exclaim - is this the legendary Priest Xue who uses a mask as a weapon?"
"I can't tell, Master, you are someone who likes to be remembered so much." Nangong Xi'er waved her hand gently, and all the masks slowly fell down.
"Who wasn't like this when they were young? Later, when I got older, I got tired of these false names." Priest Xue waved his hand, "But it's already too late. There are legends about me everywhere in the world."
"Stinky fart." Nangong Xi'er lightly hooked her fingers, and a mask suddenly hit Priest Xue.
The mask on Priest Xue's face suddenly turned into an angry face. The mask that flew over immediately broke into five or six pieces and fell to the ground. He smiled and said: "If you want to sneak attack Master, this trick is not good enough."
." After speaking, he immediately shrank his neck and avoided a mask flying from behind his head.
Nangong Xi'er took the mask and put it on her face: "We almost succeeded."
Priest Xue clapped his hands: "Yes, next time you put on the mask, go test that Su Baiyi. See if he still recognizes you with the mask on."
Chapter completed!