[Zhongxiangu] Double swords are the devil

"Mu, Rong, Zi, Ying?...Huh!" Xuan Xiao stood in the distance, staring at Master Ziyin coldly.When he knelt down to salute himself, Xuan Xiao was naturally as surprised as others, but when he heard Ziyin's claim, the name that Solanum nigrum had already pronounced several times, all Xuan Xiao's emotions turned into a cold snort.

"Sure enough, it's uncle! Xiao Kui remembers correctly~" When everyone was stunned, Solanum nigrum, who came with Ziyin, rubbed against Xuan Xiao, pulled his sleeves and offered treasures, and proudly looked up at Xiao Kui. look at him. "Brother Xuanxiao now knows that Xiaokui is not lying!"

"I've never been suspicious of Xiaokui." Xuan Xiao's face turned a little cold because of Murong Ziying, only to be thrown at Solanum nigrum.Wrapping Nightshade's shoulders with one hand, stroking Nightshade's soft hair with the other.Xuan Xiao confirmed that Solanum nigrum exists by his side.

"I'm no longer from Qionghua, so I can't afford to be your uncle!"

The soft warmth under the palm soothed Xuan Xiao's emotions, seeing Murong Ziying who was still kneeling respectfully and saluting, Xuan Xiao glanced at him lightly and said.

At first glance, the blue and white dress is different from any first-class Qionghua Taoist robe, but it is undeniable that it belongs to Qionghua's breath and inheritance.Because of this, the strange familiarity in the swordsmanship of the person he was fighting with just now was explained.

Murong Ziying raised her head when she heard the words, but she just shook her head slowly, speaking firmly and loudly. "Murong Ziying must treat Master Xuan Xiao respectfully if she sees Master Xuan in this life. If Master Master has any order, regardless of the reason, the disciple will fulfill it even if his body is smashed to pieces... Murong Ziying dare not forget Master's order for a day." All the conflicts have disappeared in time and space... I still remember that in the end, it was the person in front of me who pointed out the way to save the lives of the people at the foot of Qionghua Mountain.

The uncle who is silent and cold in the icicle, who sees the world; the uncle who is deeply obsessed after breaking the ice, the uncle who becomes mad; the uncle who confronts the fate, asks questions angrily, and would rather become a demon...

Murong Ziying can draw a sword against Xuan Xiao for the Tao in her heart, but Murong Ziying can't, and has no position to criticize the other party!

If you inherit your promise, you will keep it for a lifetime.

The arrogance of the uncle, the kindness of the uncle... perhaps only the elders and Tianhe at that time could see it.

Hongyu and all the disciples and elders in Tianyong City were shocked when they heard Murong Ziying's words!The sword spirit in red looked at Murong Ziying with unspeakable worry.

Murong Ziying.This, is this the master's original name?It is indeed more like a personal name than Ziyin...but I would rather you are just Ziyin.

Hongyu turned her eyes to Xuan Xiao, this man is too dangerous.How could the master fulfill such a promise? ! !But this is her master.Turning her gaze back to Ziyin again, the expression in Hongyu's eyes softened slightly, and the corner of her mouth smiled even more as usual.

She will always be with him——

"Any dispatch? Don't ask why?" Xuan Xiao repeated these two words, and a cold mockery flashed in his dark red eyes.

ha!Master.Cheongyang?Shigemitsu? ...or Zong Lian?Which of your disciples is this Murong Ziying?

"...Brother Xuan Xiao..." Solanum nigrum held Xuan Xiao's sleeve and called out worriedly.Turning to see Murong Ziying who was still kneeling on the ground, Solanum nigrum subconsciously shook Xuan Xiao's arm.

The sarcasm that had slipped to his lips disappeared silently, and Xuan Xiao gave Murong Ziying a cold look.Put Xi He away, Xuan Xiao flicked his sleeves.The dark red hair hangs down softly, and the outgoing Yang Yan lurches back into the body again. At this moment, Xuan Xiao seems to be just a young swordsman with an unusual and slightly indifferent expression.

"...!" Surprise flashed in Murong Ziying's eyes.

It wasn't until then that he focused his attention to distinguish a little difference.

——Master Uncle, with his demeanor and aura at this moment, it is clear that he has never been enchanted... Even the Yang Yan Invasion Body, which could not be suppressed by the Three Cold Weapons and the Ice Condensation Art, was easily suppressed now.What happened to Uncle Xuan Xiao?

Murong Ziying's change was only for a moment, and no one else noticed except Xuan Xiao who was leading him to change.And this slight change made Xuan Xiao, who originally wanted to take Solanum nigrum away directly, changed his mind.

"Cough, that... your honor... is Zi Yin's... old man, I acted recklessly before. Why don't you stay in my Tianyong City first?" came out, interrupting the embarrassing atmosphere pervading the sword exhibition stage.

It's not good for Ziyin to kneel all the time!In Tianyong City, Ziyin's seniority is actually much higher than that of the senior brother in charge... Although the one who is being kneeled now seems to be his uncle... The problem is that he still doesn't recognize him.Han Jin felt a little pain on his forehead, it's all right if the master hasn't come out of the retreat, Ning Xu, Han Jiu, you two haven't come here yet!Could it be that seeing Zi Yin's sword light, he thought everything was safe!

Han Jin proposed to Xuan Xiao awkwardly, while he was depressed in his heart, and he was quiet after going back.Afterwards, find Huanxu and ask for some pills to eat.Today's scene is really scary.

"Brother Xuan Xiao~" Solanum nigrum looked at Xuan Xiao expectantly, her voice was soft and sticky, and the gesture of shaking Xuan Xiao's sleeve unconsciously was charming.

"...Well." Xuan Xiao coldly accepted Han Jin's invitation.He will not disregard Solanum nigrum's wishes, let alone see Solanum nigrum disappointed.And he also wanted to learn about Solanum nigrum's past that he didn't know from Murong Ziying.

It's just that when Xuan Xiao saw Solanum nigrum happily letting go of herself to help Murong Ziying up, and calling Ziying's brother with a flowery smile, his heart suddenly felt oppressed, sour, and jealousy flooded into Xuan Xiao's heart again.

Except for Long Yang, none of them are special... Xuan Xiao knew it clearly.

But he was already unwilling and unwilling.

He hopes that he will become the most special person in Solanum nigrum's heart, more important than others, a special person!

Instead, as it is now.

"Xiao Kui..." Xuan Xiao looked at the profile of Solanum nigrum and read softly.

At the same time, in a certain Xuangu hut on the lower floor, the boy lying on the bed had his eyes closed, and his shallow breathing was inaudible.His fair complexion made his eyebrows more picturesque, with a little cinnabar on his forehead, like the first dust and the temptation of a demon.

Ouyang Shaogong in apricot clothes and yellow clothes stood alone in front of the couch, his slightly raised eyes seemed to be able to see everything that happened on the upper floor through the dome.

The thin lips were slightly pursed, evoking a playful smile.However, Ouyang Shaogong's expression is gentle and elegant, but the indifference in his eyes is colder than Xuanbing, and the madness in his heart is like a dark whirlpool, pulling people and things around him to fall and get involved.

——Especially at this moment!

After watching for a while, Ouyang Shaogong bowed his head and stopped paying attention to the interesting stories of the upper class, staring at the young hero who was sleeping peacefully on the bed, with a low voice accompanied by a vague chuckle.

"Why is Qianyu so silent when I see an old friend?"

"But you are so happy that you can't help but can't speak?"

"Or--you suddenly don't know how to choose?"

"I don't know which kind of situation Shao Gong said it will be?"?