Immortal Martial Arts: Swordsmanship with Cursive Characters at the Beginning

　　Zhu Hao listened to the conversation between the two, and his eyes fell on the tall and straight figure who came out later.

　　He narrowed his eyes and said, "According to my seniority, it seems that I should call you uncle!"

　　Zhu ignored and smiled and said, "That's it."

　　Zhu Hao thought for a while and said, "If I remember correctly, this is our first time meeting."

　　Zhu ignored it and said, "That's right."

　　Zhu Hao glanced at the scene full of blood all around, and pouted: "So, this is the gift you gave me as an elder?"

　　Zhu ignored and smiled: "How about it, do you like it?"

　　Zhu Hao nodded: "It's okay, I like red, it's very festive!"

　　Zhu ignored it and laughed... . . . .

　　Zhu Hao added: "It's a pity, it's a bit of a waste to use such a place for your uncle to bury your bones..."

　　Zhu ignored his expression and shook his head with a smile: "I didn't want to be buried here."

　　Zhu Hao nodded: "That's right, then later, my nephew will throw your body outside!"

　　The two looked at each other with smiles in their eyes.

　　But the temperature in the air dropped suddenly.

　　"Uncle I have heard for a long time that you have countless strange people and sages. Besides the Gu player, there are also thirty-six heavenly gangs. It is said that they are also first-class masters. Did you bring them this time?"

　　"Of course I'm here. It's natural to send the Ninth Prince of the Ming Dynasty on the road, the more grand the better!"

　　Zhu Hao nodded and said sideways, "Xuemei, go and play with them!"

　　Huang Xuemei was slightly startled, hesitated for a moment, nodded and said, "Yes!"

　　Zhu ignored some surprises and said, "You actually took the initiative to turn the master away from you?"

　　Zhu Hao spread his hands: "Isn't this what you want, uncle?"

　　Zhu ignored and smiled, and this time he smiled happily: "Not bad. You are indeed much stronger than your big brother... I suddenly can't bear to kill you!"

　　Zhu Hao hurriedly said: "Don't, otherwise you will die later, and others will think that you let me on purpose."

　　Zhu ignored the sound of hehe, and the light in his eyes became colder.

　　Sun Baifa took a step forward, stood in front of Zhu Hao, and said in a low voice, "Ninth Prince, be careful, this person is extraordinary!"

　　Huo Xiu came out, stood between Sun Baifa and Zhu Ignoring, and said, "Your master is a sensible person, so don't be an eyesore here, we have done tricks before!"

　　Sun Baifa frowned.

　　Huo Xiu stood in front of him, which was indeed a trouble for him.

　　At this time, Zhu Hao said lightly: "Go!"

　　Sun Baifa could only take orders.

　　So, in this wide open space, only Zhu Hao and Zhu Ignore were left.

　　Zhu ignored his breath and said, "You are really brave!"

　　Zhu Hao smiled noncommittally: "Uncle, you are so well prepared, of course I want to give you some face!"

　　After the words fell, the two figures disappeared like phantoms.

　　The battle is imminent! .

Chapter 62

　　In the shadow of the mountains, there are peach forests ten miles away.

　　The petals fell with the wind, and they rose into pink rain.

　　The "rain" here seems to never stop.

　　After the new rain, the air is filled with the fragrance of petals and earth mixed together.

　　The feet are soft and soft, which is very reassuring.

　　But Zhu ignored it and didn't think so. He hated these falling things, and he hated the petals buried deep in the soil.

　　Although this scene seemed very beautiful to everyone, he dismissed it.

　　His whole body was full of qi, and the nearby petals turned into powder before they approached.

　　When blown by the wind, it floats more and more freely in the heaven and earth.

　　"They are beautifully withered, even if you destroy them, it will not change this fact!"

　　Unlike him, Zhu Hao likes all this very much.

　　He twisted his fingers lightly, and two or three petals fell on his fingertips along the wind.

　　It didn't stay long, and they were allowed to fall on the ground.

　　"It's already withered, so why care about beauty and ugliness? How dazzling it is when it is alive, and how ugly it should be when it is withered!" Zhu's ignoring voice was as thick as ever, but also a little indifferent.

　　Zhu Hao smiled lightly: "It turns out that the iron-daunted marquis who is full of Yanjing's name is so unbearable and lonely in his heart!"

　　Unbearable 26 breeds jealousy, and loneliness...is the best soil for ignoring growth.

　　These things take root in the bottom of my heart, and when they sprout, they are difficult to wash away.

　　The higher you stand, the more you will receive new nutrients and thrive.

　　The fire of desire and greed can burn everything clean.

　　Zhu ignored him for a moment, and a look of resistance appeared in his pupils subconsciously.

　　He wanted to deny Zhu Hao's words, and wanted to refute them with the most ferocious words.

　　There was a hysterical voice roaring in his heart, as if the woman who was about to be abused was clutching the last fig leaf.

　　But when he saw Zhu Hao's bright star-like eyes, he finally fell silent.

　　Those eyes were so magical that Zhu ignored him and saw clearly what he looked like at this moment.

　　At this time, his pupils were filled with the fire of ambition that could not be concealed.

　　He hid himself for most of his life, holding the banner of loyalty and sitting in the villa named "Hulong".

　　Since when did he feel that he should be the "dragon" to be guarded?

　　Was it the woman who captured her heart all her life with a glance back then fell into a deep sleep?

　　Or use a disgraceful way to frame and imprison the person who is kind to him?

　　He couldn't remember either.

　　His eyes were once clear, and he was jealous of hatred, but he has never done less unsightly things in his life.

　　Maybe he knew in his heart that the woman who was still sleeping in the ice coffin despised people like him the most.

　　So he must go to the top, before she wakes up!

　　As long as he sits in that position, everything can change.

　　No one dares to say that he is not. He can show all the tenderness in front of her as much as possible, just like back then, he can start from scratch...

　　Tick ​​tock!

　　A burst of coolness came, and a drop of water fell on his face.

　　The sky started to rain.

　　Zhu ignored him and came back to his senses, and what came into view was Zhu Hao's very beautiful smiling face.

　　His throat rolled, and he asked hoarsely, "Do you know that you missed the best chance to kill me?"

　　Zhu Hao was noncommittal and said with a smile, "Maybe!"

　　Zhu ignored it and said seriously: "Your martial arts, character, and talent are all above Zhu Chong. Maybe Daming's future will be handed over to you, and it will really be brilliant."

　　Zhu Hao laughed and didn't respond.

　　He knew that Zhu ignored the second half of the sentence.

　　"But... I must win!" Zhu Ignore clenched his fists, and a strong wind suddenly erupted around him, and a faint mist rose.

　　But it is a huge inner breath, which directly dries all the rainwater on and around him.

　　"I know!" Zhu Hao nodded without any waves in his eyes.

　　Zhu's ignoring eyes had already told him a lot.

　　Persistent desire!

　　Almost crazy, but very humble love!

　　What a man like him must keep getting, frantically plundering what seems to him more noble and splendid!

　　He needs to constantly decorate himself with splendid things-because he doesn't know how splendid it is to make him not look dirty in those eyes!

　　Even if he got the Daming throne, he still wouldn't be content.

　　He still felt that these honors could not cover up the filth that he had buried for many years.

　　Those things are like snow under the thick night, no matter how many bricks and tiles are covered, it will turn into water when it meets the sun.

　　So he won't stop unless he's dead!

　　"Draw your sword!" Zhu ignored his eyes and fell on Zhu Hao's hand behind him.

　　He didn't find out where Zhu Hao's sword was hidden, but he knew that Zhu Hao must have a sword.

　　And this sword must be extraordinary!

　　Because he is a sword fairy!

　　Zhu Hao shook his head, still smiling.

　　Zhu ignored the gloomy eyes, and he felt that he was being ridiculed by Zhu Hao.

　　That kind of eyes pierced his heart like a knife, to the deepest depths - it was despicable that he didn't want anyone to know.