Huang Shuang

"Xia Qinglin, Zhang Huai'an, I don't know the senior's name, how disrespectful." Zhang Yang retracted his sword, and saluted the woman, "Xia Qinglin Zhang's Jing Jian, just now, thank you senior for helping me." Jing Jian had a wound on his shoulder, He still insisted on performing the whole salute, "My lord, you are being polite. The concubine is only a merchant and a farmer. It is not worth mentioning. It is this girl's illness. If she relapses in the future, the mantra of Mingxin just recited, together with the sword in your hand, will consume a lot of money." Some spiritual power can also be controlled." The woman rolled up her sleeves, found a square stool and sat down, "If it's convenient for you, you can call Xi Niang." Fang's age should be similar to my father's generation, if you don't mind, I might as well call you Uncle Xi." Xiao Zhun cupped his hands forward and replied, "Look, there are few young masters who are so respectful in this mysterious world nowadays." Xi Niang waved her hand casually, "Nan'an, listen to this land, this young master is from the Xiao family in Jiuyao City." "Exactly" "The Xiao family has an enemy in Luoyang, it should be He Ping, you'd better stay around her." , don’t provoke her, and besides, although Luoyang is no longer the imperial capital, the old forces are still complex and should not be underestimated. If something happens, for your father’s sake, you can come and find me in the back alley of Xuanfeng Tower.” After all, Tapped the sword in his hand on the square table, got up and walked out of the room, "Huang Shuang can be called a peerless treasure in the world, since it is in your hands, don't insult it"

In the guest room, Zhang Yang and the others felt horrified when they saw Xi Niang who disappeared instantly after stepping over the threshold. This kind of spiritual power should be one of the best in the entire mysterious world. "Zheng!" A feathered arrow was shot from the window and nailed to the pillar. A letter was tied to the arrow. The tip of the arrow was replaced with poplar wood. It didn't seem to hurt anyone. Zhang Yang took two steps forward Take down the letter "Wait, I'll go" Jing Jian pressed Zhang Yang's shoulders and pulled him back, "What is written on the letter?" "Xiao Zhun took the letter, read it carefully, and returned it to Jing Jian, "But, since it is your Fenghou, why didn't you just give it to you directly?" Absolutely not wrong." "Could it be... Someone stole the paper from your house. A few days ago, I heard that Zuo Jian's Xiao family was killed by Yu Jian's subordinates." "Zuo Jian is a person with very shallow blood. There are not many Xiaohou papers in the branch, and my family's letters have always been kept secret, so it should not be thought of by my family members." "Then... shall we go?" Jing Jian carefully folded the letter and put it in the coffin Seal the bag, "Whether it's an enemy or a friend, you have to go to find out. Ah Jian, you stay in the inn and accompany Lulu, and I and..." "Come on, you, if there is any trap, Xiao Zhun can protect you." Can I live with you? Do you still think that you are that peerless genius of the Zhang family?" They came to Luoyang following the news of Zhou Wenyan and Xiao's family, not to mention that they got Qingling smoothly, at least there should be traces to follow, but they have been led by the nose since they arrived here, and now. . "Even if I want to keep someone else, it shouldn't be me. I'm a son of your family. I was supposed to go through life and death for you." You should look like a retainer, it doesn't matter what you do at home, but when you leave Qingping, I will completely change my surname to Zhang, and I swore it in your family hall." Jing Jian paused and stepped forward to give Zhang Yang He pulled him into his arms and rubbed his hair, "You don't have to feel uncomfortable, I did it voluntarily, and your father saved my life, so there's nothing wrong with doing this, Zhang Yang, I'm no longer a king The young master of my family, and they left me with this name." "But, you will go back to Uncle Jing sooner or later." "Zhang Yang, look at me." Jing Jian supported Zhang Yang's shoulder and stared at him. Looking into his eyes "I won't go back to Jing's house, they won't let me go back, and I don't want to go back, I will be by your side, ten years, 20 years, 30 years, forever. So, don't rush I'll leave your side, okay?"