Proudly follow your heart

It is said that where there are people, there are rivers and lakes.So whether it is Landong Kingdom or Xia Kingdom, Jianghu is always Jianghu, there is no difference between the two.

From Langdong all the way to Daxia, what he saw and heard on the way made Xiao Hu feel very novel, other than that, there was nothing special about it.

He is in his 20s this year, as for how much, he is not happy to count, that is Meizi's business.

Meizi is younger than him, and he has known Meizi since he can remember. It can be imitated vividly.

Why would he think of Meizi again... Xiao Hu asked himself, and at the same time felt an inexplicable throbbing pain in his heart.

"Sell cakes, delicious plum cakes, sweet and sour, one after another..." The vendor yelled and walked past him.

"I want one!" He hurriedly called to the peddler, paid for the cake, and then remembered that there were no more plums to eat.

He saw the landslide with his own eyes and destroyed Meizi's village. He waited for dozens of days, and others said that everyone died. Did Meizi die too?Xiao Hu didn't want to think about it.

Maybe she was still alive, as long as she didn't see the body, Meizi might still be alive.

Slowly eating plum cakes, he bowed his head and walked, thinking about finding a job to do, because the silver taels on his body were no longer enough.

Xiao Hu is a burly and strong man, it is not difficult for a person like him to find a job to do, and he rarely encounters people deliberately looking for trouble when walking on the road. Another matter.

"Those who are rushing ahead, do you have eyesight? I didn't see anyone wanting to pass, would it be okay to make way?!" After eating the last bite of plum cake, he suddenly yelled at the front.

The person walking in front was startled, "Who the hell is rushing at me—" Turning around, I saw a young and strong man behind him, who immediately swallowed what he hadn't finished speaking.

"His grandma's, it's your uncle!" Xiao Hu stared, "So many of you are blocking the way, why don't you let it pass!"

"You—" The one standing in the way is also a young man, dressed as a rich man, accompanied by a beautiful woman, if you show weakness at this time, you will be laughed at by others, even if you know you are wrong, it is absolutely impossible There is no way to return.

"What about me? This is the official road." Xiao Hu looked behind, and the road was completely blocked by their fuss.

"It's a good official, but you are rude to me, don't think about it!" The young man stepped aside, "Others can go, you stay with me, we will compete!"

The people behind heard the words and left quickly, no one wanted to step into the muddy water, if they were accidentally injured, they would go to someone to reason with.

Confronting this matter, Xiao Hu was not afraid, stood where he was, as if suddenly calmed down, and slowly took out a strange weapon.

It was in the shape of a ring, like a big knife being pinched at both ends to form a ring, with the sharp edge exposed, behind the back, and covered with a piece of cloth.

"See, you're also a trainer! Just don't look at it but don't use it!" The young man smiled slyly, and several followers stood up and took out their weapons together.

"How dare you disrespect our young master, you dare to offend the people of Mengjiabao, you will die!" Several followers yelled loudly, shook their swords a few times, and they were actually ranked among the ordinary masters.

"What Mengjiabao, I haven't heard of it!" It was a well-known Jianghu sect in this place, Xiao Hu's heart skipped a beat, but his face didn't care.

With a backhand, the "ghost cry" on the back came out, the opponent was caught off guard, and someone was caught immediately.

Blood splattered on the spot.

"Young master! The legs of the villain! The legs of the villain—" Someone screamed.

"Those who dare to hurt me don't even say hello, they really want to die!" Mr. Meng was angry from the heart.

"Meng Lang, don't beat people to death, be careful of your father, Master Meng—"

"What are you afraid of? My father has gone out and is not at home!" He finally seized the opportunity to show his face, but he would not let this opportunity go, and rushed forward immediately.

"Call me!"

A group of people fought in the middle of the road. The shopkeepers on both sides rushed to close their stalls. The common people did not dare to join in, and no one dared to approach them from far away. few.

A carriage approached from a distance, and the two horses were completely black, without any variegation, as if they were still wrapped in silk and cotton wool.

There are attendants on both sides of the carriage. They are dressed in white clothes like the drivers, and there are six riders in a row. It is not majestic, but it must not be ignored, especially when they stop right in front of you.

"Detour, the son of Mengjiabao has something to do here, idlers are not allowed to enter!" The servant of Mengjiabao shouted.

The road must have been blocked, Xiao Hu was so busy dealing with his opponent that he had no time to look back.Mengjiabao is the biggest sect here, and it is well-known in Jianghu, and those who come will definitely go back.

The driver of the carriage went up to ask the people in the carriage, but only heard a sentence from inside, but he didn't say a word to Meng Jiabao, "This place is narrow, it is not easy for the carriage to turn around, tell them to get out of the way."

This voice is very young, not cold, but it always makes people feel uncomfortable, and——

He doesn't seem to care about Mengjiabao's reputation at all!

Young Master Meng's expression changed, Xiao Hu laughed out loud, really wanted to turn around to see what the person who said this was like, pressed the wound on his shoulder, and stepped back, "Stop for now, how about letting someone else pass by?"

"You want to find an excuse to escape? Dreaming!" Mr. Meng was very annoyed that so many people failed to clean up a little-known little character.

"It seems that Master Meng didn't discipline his son well." The person in the carriage spoke again, and the words were of unusual weight.

Everyone in Mengjiabao was stunned, "Who are you? What is your relationship with my father?" Mr. Meng finally took another look at the carriage.

Unable to see this, he suddenly took a step back, "You...you..."

The door of the carriage opened, and the attendants stepped forward and brought out a wheelchair from inside. A young man of sixteen or seventeen was sitting on the chair.

At his age, he can be called a teenager, even when he is a child, but everyone who sees him will feel a kind of nobility from him that is different from ordinary teenagers, so that no one can treat him as a boy. a child.

"How about me?" He asked lightly, wearing a blue-gray long coat, the hem of which covered his legs.

"Are you..." Mr. Meng panicked.

His entourage was puzzled, "Master, who is this guy? How dare you be rude to you, why don't you give him some flair together?"

"Shut up!" Mr. Meng was anxious, annoyed that his subordinates were speechless.

The man really closed his mouth, not only shut his mouth, but also closed his breath, blood flowed from his seven orifices, fell to the ground clutching his throat, rolled over and over, but couldn't even utter a scream.

"It's really a good thing to have such an obedient slave." The young man who came out of the carriage said slowly with half his face and eyes, as if admiring.

"...Ghost...ghost..." Mr. Meng turned pale with fright, Xiao Hu held back the pain from his wound and looked around, "He doesn't look like a ghost."

"Ghost Hand Wushuang!" shouted loudly, and Mr. Meng finally finished speaking.

This was the first time Xiao Hu saw Jun Zhanran.

Ghost hands are unparalleled, Jun Zhanran.The martial arts rookie who appeared suddenly recently became famous very quickly, mainly because he monopolized a mountain by himself and did not allow other people from the world to go up.

You know, the more this is the case, the more people want to go up and see what happened. Most people in the world are competitive, who is willing to obey whom?But this time, no one came down again.

I heard that Jun Zhanran is good at poison, and he is quite ruthless in his actions.Xiao Hu couldn't help but looked him over carefully again.

At this time, Xiao Hu had no idea that he would follow this young man for a long time, witnessing the rise and fall of the Great Xia Kingdom, and its rebirth by his side.

At this moment, he was just surprised that there was something that could be called majesty in this young man's expression, which made it difficult to be sure whether he was really disabled.

Even though he was sitting in a wheelchair, his frail legs were exposed under the hem of his clothes.

"Are you Guishou Wushuang? The one who occupied the top of the mountain?" He couldn't help asking curiously.

"It's nothing to do with me." Jun Zhanran tapped on the handrail casually, as if he didn't care at all what others called him, and the expression on his face was the same, as if he wasn't interested in anything.

There was indifference.

"I'm Xiao Hu." Patting his clothes, Xiao Hu took out the wound medicine from his bosom while Mr. Meng was still in a daze, and randomly sprinkled some on the bleeding wound.

Jun Zhanran didn't answer, as if he suddenly lost interest in talking, he raised his eyes slightly, and looked in one direction, Xiao Hu also took a look, it should be where the imperial city is.

Why does a person from the rivers and lakes care so much about the imperial city?

Xiao Hu looked like a rough man, but he was extremely careful. He noticed that there was a crack in Jun Zhanran's indifferent expression at that moment, as if the mask was broken, revealing the darkness inside.

Dark and cold, dark and deep.

In just a split second, it was as if a flame had suddenly burned out, and there was no trace left.

"What are you looking at?" It was clearly a young man, but those eyes turned slightly like an ancient well, and met his gaze, Xiao Hu immediately didn't dare to look again.

Why he didn't dare, he couldn't say it himself.

"Xiao Hu——" someone stood in front of him, Xiao Hu suddenly woke up from his memories, the misty rain outside floated into the open window of the cabin, and wet the ground a lot.

"What are you in a daze for? Zhanran called you several times." The man in black had his hair loose and his belt was loose. It was rare that he didn't have a saber by his side, so he probably stayed in the room.

Xiao Hu quickly closed the window, his feet were shaking a lot, it seemed that the storm was coming, "It's nothing, I just thought of the time when I first met the landlord."

Maybe it's because when you get older, you will recall the past, and you will be very emotional.

Xiao Hu was sad, but Nangong Cangao became interested when he heard it, "Before? How did you meet him? Tell me about it."

"Don't Yingshuai know? That was a long time ago, when the host was still young."

"What did he look like when he was a boy?" The eyes of the man in front of him lit up, as if he was interested, he pulled him to sit aside, and urged, "Speak quickly."