Father's love is like a mountain

Chapter 7 has been changed three times, get up and walk around the steps alone (new book please pay attention, recommend tickets to drop down!)

The "Xuanwu Bodyguard" looks very plain.

It looked like an ordinary jade pendant, less than the size of a palm.

The color is moist and white, with traces of green seeping into it.

There are some simple lines drawn on it, which can barely be seen to be the shape of a turtle, and it feels like a very simple old style of painting.

He tried his luck to stimulate it, but the thing didn't move. It probably needs to be refined into a ban or something.

However, the exercise "Changchun Gong" obtained by Xia Yongchu did not involve the prohibition of magical instruments.

For the time being, he is still a novice in cultivating immortals, with an extreme lack of common sense.

So for the time being, this thing can only be used as a decoration.

The same is true for "Youlong Sword".

However, Youlongjian looks much more impressive, it is about two and a half feet long, without a handguard, and there is a simple dragon pattern on the spine of the sword.The whole body is glowing faintly, and the blade is unparalleled in sharpness. As long as you get close to your body, you will feel a slight chill.

If you put it close to the candlelight, its surface immediately becomes radiant, and it is not ordinary at first glance.

Xia Yongchu held up the Youlong Sword and tested the weight. The real feel was much heavier than it looked.

It is reasonable to say that a two-and-a-half-foot-long sword weighs about one or two catties, but this Youlong Sword is so heavy that it may not weigh more than ten catties, and I don't know what material it is made of.

He slashed at the table next to him, silently, like a hot knife cutting through butter, with almost no obstacles, the hard pear wood table was split into two halves.

"Good sword!" Xia Yongchu couldn't help admiring.

Even now he can't use his sword to cut enemies thousands of miles away like in the fairy tales he read in his previous life, he can only use it as a short sword for self-defense, this is the top magic weapon in the world.

When encountering the standard sword of ordinary soldiers, it is estimated that it can be easily cut off.

However, this Youlong Sword does not have a scabbard, so it is necessary to ask a craftsman to make a suitable scabbard so that it is convenient to carry around.

After hiding these harvests, Xia Yongchu called his fourth younger brothers Xia Xianggui, Duan Hong, Liu Da and others to arrange for them to go to Yujianmen.

In name, Xia Xianggui was the main envoy for this trip.

In fact, it was Duan Hong who made up his mind in the team.

Duan Hong was full of doubts, but it was hard to ask because Liu Da and Fourth Master were there.

Xia Yongchu opened a folding fan and fanned it gently.

Duan Hong was a little puzzled, usually the third master never did such arty things.

But when his eyes fell on the inscription on the folding fan, his eyes lit up.

On the folding fan, a general was drawn with a few strokes, and next to it were two lines of strong characters: "Shocked back to Qianlimeng, it's three o'clock, get up and walk around the steps alone."

Duan Hong raised his head, but saw the third master smiling and nodding at him, with deep meaning in his eyes.

Duan Hong realized something and stopped talking.

Under Xia Yongchu's arrangement, this small team headed for Yujianmen, with a total of more than ten people, led eight horses, and dragged four carts full of gifts, and set off after lunch.

The convoy moved forward slowly, and it was already dark after walking thirty miles out of the city.

The guests in the team have all traveled the rivers and lakes, and it is no problem to eat and sleep in the open.

But the fourth master, Xia Xianggui, and the servants of Xia's mansion have no experience in the world, and they are delicate and fleshy.

So the team stopped in a nearby town and checked into the only inn in the town.

Although Fourth Master Xia is not usually known for being "smart and capable", he has learned a lot from being with Third Master these years.

At this time, arrange board and lodging, set up secret posts, and let people prepare food and water for tomorrow's road, everything is in order.

at night.

At the middle of the night, Duan Hong opened his eyes, a pair of eyes that usually seemed dull or even dull, but now they were shining brightly, without any sleepiness.

After he got up, he went out quietly.

In the middle of the night, no one was there, and everything was silent.

Duan Hong didn't alarm anyone, quietly left the inn and walked around the inn.

Just halfway there, his inspiration suddenly warned him, as if there was a great danger coming from behind.

Duan Hong has been in the rivers and lakes for many years, and he will never take his own warning signs lightly. Even though he is very clear that there is nothing behind him, he still immediately slaps him back.

Although this palm was sent out in a hurry, it still has the power to open monuments and crack stones.

And there is almost no wind, and the power is very cohesive.

He didn't expect this palm to hit anyone, there was probably no one behind him, and this warning sign might just be his own nervousness.

But Duan Hong would rather do a little useless work than eliminate hidden dangers.

For many years in the rivers and lakes, he has seen many people with higher martial arts than him die, but he is still alive. The word "cautious" has penetrated into his bones.

However, unexpectedly, his palm hit a fist.

After handing over fists and palms, Duan Hong threw out his palms hastily again, and he didn't use his extraordinary skills, so he was at a disadvantage immediately.

The strength of the opponent is hardly inferior to him.

The counter-shock force from the palm made his throat feel sweet, and he almost spit out a mouthful of blood.

Duan Hong was also very experienced, so he didn't turn around in a hurry, but immediately took a few steps forward with his strength.

At this time, the other party's "Hey" came from behind, Duan Hong was shocked, turned around to look, but saw the third master in black robe shaking his fist lightly.

At this moment, countless thoughts flashed through Duan Hong's mind.

Have you encountered a ghost?
Did someone kill the third master and pretend to be the third master?

Is this person wearing the legendary human skin mask?
But why is the voice the same as the third master?

"It seems that you understand the meaning of the words on the folding fan, come with me, find a place to talk." The third master Xia Yongchu put his hands behind his back, nodded to him, then touched the ground with his toes, and floated away.

The speed of movement has almost reached the limit of first-class masters in the world.

Thinking of that pair of folding fans, Duan Hong reconfirmed that the person in front of him was indeed the third master.

It turns out that the third master has been hiding it for so many years, but actually possesses excellent martial arts?

Duan Hong gritted his teeth and chased after the third master.

They soon left the confines of the town and came into the woods.

The third master did not continue to go deep into the forest, but stopped.

The moonlight fell through the gaps in the leaves, mottled, cold and quiet.

"I know you have a lot of questions, but I don't want to explain them to you one by one. However, I will never hide many things from you in the future." Xia Yongchu turned around and looked at Duan Hong calmly.

In Duan Hong's eyes, the third master in black robe looked different from usual.

A little less elegant, a little more stern.

But the same thing is, always straight waist, sharp eyes and confidence.

After confirming the eyes, this is the protagonist I want to follow for the rest of my life.

Duan Hong said in a deep voice: "The third master didn't need to explain to me."

At first he was a little annoyed and wronged, but when he heard Xia Yongchu say "I won't hide it from now on", he immediately calmed down.

When the third master spoke, he always kept his word.

Xia Yongchu nodded, "Do you know why I called you out tonight?"

"Third Lord, please clarify."

The corner of Xia Yongchu's mouth twitched, a half-smile, "That mysterious organization, can you take the initiative to contact their people?"

Duan Hong did not hesitate, "Yes."

"I suddenly had an itchy hand, and wanted to find a few top experts from that organization to come out and have a look."

Duan Hong hesitated for a moment this time.

But he didn't say anything to question why Xia Yongchu suddenly wanted to find those people to kill; he didn't emphasize that the mysterious organization's masters were like clouds, even if Xia Yongchu added himself, he might not be able to get cheap.

He just nodded dully, "Okay!"

(End of this chapter)