Standing on the magnified Qingfeng Sword, Jianghu trembled. He wished he could turn into an octopus and hang on Jiangnan's body. Looking down, Guiyun Mountain was ten thousand feet high, surrounded by clouds and mists, and the sea of ​​trees whirled. Occasionally, he heard the cry of cranes, which made people feel heartbroken. Born himself is extraordinary.

The Qingfeng sword rushed up, broke through the clouds and mists, and cut through the long tails of clouds. Jiangnan was like a wanderer who hadn’t returned home for a long time, eager to see his parents who were waiting at home, and hugged him tightly without any scruples. His waist, Jianghu with his whole face on his back.

Standing on the Qingfeng sword without safety facilities, Jianghu enjoyed the slap-like spring breeze blowing on his face, blowing his finely carved face into a bared grin.

The rapid wind blowing past his ears was full of whirring sounds, Jianghu had no choice but to use his belly to divert his attention, he shouldn't be greedy for a moment and make himself nervous, it's better to break his legs and feet than to be smashed into meatloaf.

But the old driver Jiangnan is reliable, except that the speed of the car is a little faster, and Jianyu is stable, because Jianghu has never experienced the feeling of flying for several years, and he watched the driver's driving at close range with his eyes unobstructed. The guts that are half full of water are filled with unspeakable suffering.

So with both feet on Guiyun Mountain, Jianghu couldn't pretend to be serious, and hung on Jiangnan's body.

The breath of Jiangnan affected Guiyun Mountain's spiritual power. Jiang Shu, his wife and the elder Wu Taiping in the Guiyun Hall hadn't seen Jiangnan coming in for a long time. Worried that he was injured, they rushed out to greet him.

As a result, as soon as I came out, I saw this scene of brotherly love.

Jiang Hu said to Jiang Nan with pale lips, "I want to vomit."

Jiang Nan quickly transmitted spiritual power to him. It was the first time Jianghu felt spiritual power. He remembered that feeling a long time later, warm and gentle, just like Jiang Nan.

The same warmth.

Jiang Nan's figure was tall and slender, and Jiang Hu was even more so. He was already a tall and long-legged model at the age of ten.

"Fox, what's the matter with you?" Seeing Jiang Hu's complexion, Feng Qingniang walked over worriedly.

Jianghu complained: "Ge Yu's good sword made me dizzy."

Jiang Nan supported his waist: "Don't blame me for being useless."

The two brothers can still bicker, that's all right, Feng Qingniang's mother's intuition made her feel relieved: "I know you're poor talker, go inside."

Jiang Hu asked her, "Where's Xiao Bei?"

"I'll ask someone to call him." Born by oneself, still don't understand?

Well, in fact, he also wanted to meet that kid, and hoped that with so many people, he would be able to calm down this poor guy.

As the name suggests, Guiyun Diandian is decorated with cloud patterns, even the teacups are unavoidable.

After taking his seat, Jiang Shu said to Jiang Hu: "This is Elder Wu Taiping, according to his seniority, you have to call him Third Uncle."

Jianghu immediately clasped his hands like a dog and shouted: "Jianghu has seen the third uncle."

Wu Taiping was dressed in a clean and straight body, with a square face and a rich appearance. Presumably, he was focused on asking questions without distractions, and even his goatee was shiny.

Wu Taiping stroked his goatee and smiled approachably: "The last time I saw you, you were still a baby, but now you have grown up so much."

Classic greeting.

Jianghu almost followed him to recall the past: "Jianghu is lucky."

Jianghu's first impression of Wu Taiping was not good. This sharp-edged ascetic was wearing heavy clothes, which seemed to be used to hide the strength beneath him.

There are too many things that can be interpreted by a person's eyes, like the first time he saw Jiang Shu, he saw a father who was worried about his son.

But Wu Taiping's eyes held an approachable attitude, but it made Jianghu feel like he was looking through the fog.

Wu Taiping said: "I heard from the sect master that you don't want to practice Taoism, so you live in Bieyoudongtian, and you will return to Yunshan today, but have you thought it through?"

Jiang Hu replied vaguely: "It should be."

Originally, everyone should be respectful to the three elders in the sect, and this is not something to hide. Jiang Hu should have said it frankly instead of being so vague, but Jiang Shu was always taken aback by his uncertainty of "should it be?" Confused by the certain factors, he immediately answered, "Father will open a back door for you as the head of the house."

Jiang Hu has nothing to do with this father who "dedicates himself to developing the back door": "Vote for your name..." Was it destroyed by you?

Jiang Shu looked at him with an expression of "you have a good eye".

"No." Jiang Hu said angrily, "I want to learn alchemy from my mother."

"Alchemy?" Feng Qingniang was a little dizzy from the good things that floated in the blue sky and white day: "Have you figured it out?"

Feng Qingniang never asks much about what her son is going to do, and always thinks clearly about it. She supports her son's independent development and enjoys his own right to choose. It is hard not to like such a mother.

Jiang Hu hugged her arm, and shamelessly acted like a baby with a ten-year-old face: "There are thousands of doors to enter the Tao, mother will not refuse to teach me, right?"

Feng Qingniang took advantage of the situation and touched his little face, and said with a smile: "Maybe you will agree if you cry for mother."

Jianghu has been molested for the first time in this time and space for five years, and the object of molestation is still his nominal mother, so he is a little messy.

He said messily, "You bullied me."

Feng Qingniang said noncommittally: "Who told you to reject your father."

Jiang Hu yelled at Jiang Shu: "Don't be complacent, I just lost to a wife like Wu Niang."

Jiang Shu proudly added fuel to the fire: "Your mother is hard to find in the world, and you will not be able to find another one as good as you with a lantern in the future."

Jiang Shu's words became a prophecy, even if Jianghu lights up the sea of ​​lanterns in the future, he will not be able to find half of Feng Qingniang's shadow.

It's just that who would have guessed what's going to happen in the future, it's as warm as meeting each other, and once it's gone, it's one less time, after all, it's all about cherishing it.

The two father and son stared at each other here, while Jiangbei was late in arriving.

Xiao Jiangbei has grown into a bean curd flower, delicately carved, tender and white like jade, round and lovely at first glance, and full of fragrance when smelling it closely, making people want to eat it.

Jianghu wanted to pinch his round face, but when Jiangbei saw him, the smile on his face froze, and his footsteps also stopped. From a distance of five or six steps, you looked at me and I looked at you, and the footsteps were filled with lead. Like, how can not move.

Jiang Hu's heart was beating violently by this weird scene, and he didn't know what to do for a moment.

Xiao Jiangbei is an inch shorter than Jianghu, but his heart has grown into a mountain within five years. He can't get close to Jianghu, it will bring him bad luck and hurt him.

Jianghu is his closest person. They have been together since their mother's womb and shared everything with each other. Jiangbei never thought that he would be the one who would hurt Jianghu. Yun attacked Jianghu and gave him a knife first.

It hurts more than hurting yourself.

They have rarely seen each other in the past five years. Most of Jianghu's knowledge of him is still in the "Kenggebei". He doesn't know that his younger brother has grown into a mountain, and now he is using this mountain to separate himself from him. two sides.

And with just one step, this mountain will become a transparent paper paste, which can be pierced without using great force.

Jianghu was only stunned for a moment, then he came to his senses and smiled angrily at Jiangbei: "Hey, if you don't call me brother, you can call him by name anyway."

There was a look of astonishment on Jiang Bei's face. After all, he was a child, and the mountain could only block him.

The voice of the ten-year-old child was full of childishness, but Jianghu was so angry that he became a scoundrel who molested young boys from a good family: "Jiangbei, come here for me. Let me teach you how you are doing."

But Jiangbei's footsteps were backwards. He grabbed his clothes with both hands and lowered his head. After five years, the five-year-old Jianghu pushed him to the mountain and occupied his body: "You will be implicated by me... "

Jianghu's heart felt like being picked by a needle all of a sudden, he felt uncomfortable all over his body, his distressed soul finally overcame the 28-year-old and appeared on the face of ten-year-old. Said in an indifferent tone: "Oh, whoever calls you a younger brother, I can only accommodate you."

Then he and the old man Huaichun held Jiangbei's hand awkwardly and embarrassedly.

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