[Thunderbolt] Wandering without a home, where to return

It was another day and night, the tired harvest was outside, and the original homeland was inside. The door separated the line of sight, but it couldn't block the feelings that entangled in the heart.

"Squeak."

Pushing open the closed gate, Yuan Wuxiang stepped out slowly, looked at Tired Shoutian who was staring at him with a smile and said: "It's a good thing to trouble Beibeixiu to guard the gate for me."

"If you can talk and laugh, you will be fine."

"Ha, that's natural, let's go, there are still things to deal with outside, I'm afraid you won't be free, friend?"

"The implication is that you want me to avoid it?"

"This means that my friend is burying me."

"It's the past between me and Nanzong."

past?Yuan Wuxiang smiled and said nothing, Nan Xiuzhen's life in Tired Shoutian's hands will be taken by Ge Xianchuan at that time, and then it will really be over.

"Always be wary of Nine Fingers' thoughts, but why did my friend happen to appear in the boxing field that day?"

scruples?Does Yuan Wuxiang today still care about other people's ideas?Tired Shoutian didn't dismantle Yuan Wuxiang's argument, he just replied: "I received the letter in advance."

"Send the letter? Who sent the letter to you?"

"you."

"Me?" Yuan Wuxiang immediately understood the calculation without thinking about it. If he hadn't gone at that time, the fist domain would have been wiped out, and Tired Shoutian was on the scene again at this time. Enemy, at that time Tired Shoutian will not be able to clear up the relationship even if there is no move left.

"Guess who took my name to lure you to the boxing domain?"

"Whoever it is, I am grateful to him."

Yuan Wuxiang paused, then raised the corners of his mouth and smiled: "No matter who it is, I will make him pay the price."

"You have changed." Yuan Wuxiang would never say such diametrically opposed words in such a gentle tone.

"Do you mind?"

It seemed to be a random question, and he didn't even look at Tired Shoutian, but Yuan Wuxiang's invisible soul power made all the subtle changes of Tired Shoutian invisible in front of his eyes.

"It's still the same sentence, no matter what, I will always be by your side."

"By my side?" Yuan Wuxiang couldn't help but chuckle when he heard this again.

"You don't believe it?" Tired Shoutian stamped his feet, with a hint of displeasure in his eyes.

"Xin, I just don't know what kind of identity Juan Shoutian will stand by Yuan Wuxiang's side?" Yuan Wuxiang just stopped following the footsteps of Tired Shoutian and asked with a smile.

Tired of frowning, he was speechless for a moment.

"Friend? Brother? Or..." Looking at Tired Shoutian who seemed to be in a tangle with great interest, Yuan Wuxiang slowly approached, until the critical point of breath blending, he spit out the last two words in an almost silent way.

Warm, with endless sadness, silently wrapped around the heart that has always been devoted to the Tao and never disturbed by external things.

"I..." He took a step back helplessly, and there was still a trace of resistance between Tired Shoutian's ignorance.

"Ha." Backing back to a safe distance, Yuan Wuxiang did not see a trace of disappointment, nor annoyance, let alone a trace of joking, gentle and calm, as usual.

"Let's go, friend, there is a distinguished guest visiting in the misty rain and setting sun."

Seeing that he sped up his pace slightly and walked out of Yuanwuxiang, Tired Shoutian frowned subconsciously before he got out of the ignorance and entanglement just now. An air of urgency.

"Dao Kui came from afar, but there was no hometown to welcome him from afar."

Tired Shoutian, who was slowly pacing behind Yuan Wuxiang, paused again, then quickened his pace, the sound arrived before anyone arrived.

"Dao Kui came to Misty Rain and Sunset, but is there something urgent?"

Before he had time to exchange greetings with Yuan Wuxiang, Yang Qianche couldn't help being slightly stunned when he heard the ensuing question, and then smiled: "No, I just saw that you haven't returned for a long time, so I'm afraid something happened, so I came to check on the situation of the head of Yinbiao , Now that you are safe and sound, I am relieved."

"Nowadays in the troubled season of integrity, Dao Kui, who was originally without a hometown, is so inquisitive. I am really grateful. I have worked hard all the way. If you don't want me to serve Dao Kui with a cup of tea, please."

"Lao Yinbiao is now in charge, please."

As the guests and hosts were seated, Yuan Wuxiang took the tea set presented by Mo Xunxing, with a smile on his face that made people feel like a spring breeze.

"Daokui doesn't have to be so alien, just call me Yuan Wuxiang." Yuan Wuxiang was in a very good mood and sent the brewed tea to Yang Qianche.

"..." Sitting next to Yuan Wuxiang together, Tired Shoutian looked at the cup of tea in Yang Qianche's hand, lowered his eyes to the empty table in front of him, and said, "Friends should enjoy themselves with each other."

The host and guest enjoyed themselves, right?Who is this master, and who is this master?

"It seems that my friend is blaming me for neglecting you."

Smiling lightly, Yuan Wuxiang brewed another cup and before he could bring it to him, Tired Shoutian reached out to take it and put it under his nose and sniffed gently: "There are still a few guests outside, but Yuan Wuxiang only served you It’s really rude to be alone.”

The smiling eyes were covered with a layer of mist that could not be seen clearly, and Yuan Wuxiang looked at the calm person and asked: "In the opinion of friends, what should Yuan Wuxiang do?"

"Dao Kui has me to entertain you, my friends should go to deal with their own important matters first."

"My friend just said that he wants the host and guest to have a good time."

"I'm on behalf of my friends, can't I have fun?"

"Since that's the case, my friend, Daokui, please take a seat. Yuan Wuxiang excuse me."

"The dispute between the North and the South should stop."

"What Daokui said, Yuan Wuxiang deeply agrees."

"Then I don't know if there is a solution for Yinbiao's family?"

"As long as the instigator is caught and blood sacrificed to one Taoist soul, the two sects of the north and the south will have their own space for peace talks, so why do they need to set up any solution?"

Tired Shoutian sipping tea paused slightly, but remained in the original state and did not speak.

Yang Qianche took a look at Tired Shoutian who was sitting quietly: "Master Yinbiao's words are hidden."

"Goulang Pearl Wisdom Eye Hole Machine."

"That's it, Yang Qianche is waiting for the good news of Yinbiao's leadership."

"good."

"I've seen the head of Yinbiao."

Seeing Yuan Wuxiang coming out, Nine Fingers Jiaoxiong first bowed to greet him, Yuan Wuxiang raised his eyebrows, and didn't say a word about the somewhat inappropriate painting style of his former junior.

"If Yinbiao is not here, what is the He family? Since you have debuted in the true lineage, it is enough to call me young master at this moment."

Son, a general term, is also a title with a clear affiliation relationship.

"Master Yinbiao, do you really want to draw a clear line with Daozhen?" Lingxi pointed out that Xia knew that her elder brother had rebelled against Nanzong, but she was just unhappy with Nanzong's handling of the follow-up incidents of the North-South dispute, but the heart of belonging never It has not been reduced slightly, and now the words of Yuan Wuxiang are obviously going to cut off the eldest brother's way to return to the Southern Sect.

"Really?" Yuan Wuxiang glanced lightly at Lingxi Zhixia and Nine Fingers Jiaoxiong, with a warm breath mixed with a hint of coldness: "If the price back then was a trifling matter, today you can still call me Yuan Wuxiang, Misty Rain and Setting Sun is the only time for everyone to come and go freely."

Lingxi Zhixia was at a loss for words and looked at his elder brother for a while, and the proud hero of the nine fingers cupped his hands: "I have a question, please let me know."

"ask."

"If I didn't bow my head that day, would you stand by and watch?"

"What's the point of the assumption that it doesn't exist? There is only one fact, and that is that you, Puyang Gangyi, lowered your head at that time."

Consonance pointed at the flaws and couldn't believe it, and sneered angrily: "It is clear that you have no country to take advantage of others' danger. In the past, the silver hussy was in charge of the house, but today is the gentleman's virtue?"

"Create cause and taste fruit. Buddhism often talks about reincarnation of cause and effect. Taoism talks about the reincarnation of heaven. Under the heaven, you can deceive gentlemen, villains, and yourself. As long as you have no regrets in your heart, it doesn't matter if you have no hometown." ?” After finishing speaking, with a wave of his hand, the silver light under the feet of Nine Fingers Jiaoxiong and others suddenly lit up, and when they fixed their eyes again, they had been sent ten miles away in the misty rain and setting sun.

"You came back alone?"

Seeing Yuan Wuxiang who turned around alone, Tired Eyes showed a puzzled expression.

"Otherwise, who does my friend want me to bring back?" The person who asked knowingly walked all the way to the table, and then smiled: "It seems that Dao Kui is also very disappointed."

With a sigh, Yang Qianche shook his head slightly: "This was not achieved overnight, I am impatient."

"It seems that the person who is impatient is not Daokui." He tapped the table lightly, and looked at his tired friend who couldn't see his thoughts, but seeing that handsome face as he thought, he couldn't see half of his thoughts.

"In this misty rain and setting sun, my friends don't have to bother so much here and still have to listen to all directions."

"Then what are your plans?"

"It's not my plan, but to see how they choose."

"They have already made a choice, but you have hesitated." Otherwise, you wouldn't be in a hurry to send people out of the misty rain and setting sun before the nine-fingered hero made a decision.

The movement outside just now, as long as there is a heart, anyone sitting inside can rely on their own foundation to hear the discussion outside, looking at Yuan Wuxiang who is smiling casually with tired eyes, there is no lack of distress and helplessness in his tone .

"My friend, no matter what the reason is, you don't have to go against your heart."

"what."

After a laugh of unknown meaning, Yuan Wuxiang thought, and the people who were blocked outside were passed in.

"Jiuzhijiaoxiong has seen the young master."

"Consonance means Xia has met the young master."

Seeing Tired Shoutian's expression slightly moved when he heard the two people behind him addressing him, Yuan Wuxiang's mouth was frivolous, and his eyes were mocking: "My friend, naivety cannot be tolerated in this world."

In Tired Shoutian's eyes, he looked like a cynical son of a family, playing with the world and looking at the mountains but casually, not paying attention.

"As long as my friends can tolerate it, it doesn't matter how difficult this world is for me."

Is this setting his rhythm?Smiling silently, Yuan Wuxiang's eyebrows and eyelashes fall, the shadow seems to carry the emotion in the heart, and it seems to reflect the coldness in the eyes.

"Tolerance, since tolerance is what you want, between this tolerance, can Beixiu have mental calculations?"

"Mental calculation, if you want to calculate, can you still tolerate it?"

"Mental calculation, if you want to calculate, can you still tolerate it?"

In the same sentence, one speaks it unintentionally, while the other asks it intentionally. Two different thoughts flow under the two staring gazes. Who is ignorant and unintentional, and who is scheming?

The author has something to say:

Tired Shoutian: I keep walking like this, do you want to accompany me to the end of the world?

Su Huanzhen: I predict that you will leave again, but within three hours.

Subtext: What a waste of time, stop and stop dreaming!

Spectator: The confession was rejected ╮(╯▽╰)╭