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Facing the questioning eyes of the two nephews, Yan Nantian said earnestly: "No defects, Xiao Yu'er, now the rivers and lakes are in ruins, once the Shifting Flower Palace is dissolved, those helpless palace maids are bound to be left in the rivers and lakes." ”

"At that time, it will definitely be another bloody storm. Rather than this, it is better for Wu Que to be the master of this Shifting Flower Palace than the violent and cold Invite Moon and Pity Star. ”

Hua Wufeng was shocked and muttered, "This? ”

"Alright." Yan Nantian slapped Hua Wuqian on the shoulder and comforted, "Do you want to be the master of the Flower Shifting Palace, see your own." ”

"Uncle Yan can't help you!"

"Hmm." Hua Wuqian nodded heavily, "I know." ”

………………

On Cuiyun Peak, in front of the Green Water Lake, Shenjian Villa!

There is no ban on "Shenjian Villa", only a river surrounds half of the villa, and half of the villa is isolated by a mountain cliff.

The cliffs are thousands, high in the sky, the walls are slippery, and even apes can't climb over, so there is only one way to get to "Excalibur Villa".

The road was cut off by the river, and there was no bridge over the river, only a ferry.

The river is not wide, so you can see that side from this side, and you can also see the "Excalibur Villa" standing halfway up the mountain.

Two hundred years ago, swordsmen from all over the world gathered in Huashan to discuss the Tao with swords.

In the end, Xie Tian, the first-generation owner of Shenjian Villa, won the name of the world's first sword and established the century-old prestige of Shenjian Villa.

Since then, Excalibur Villa's status has been both an honor and a burden.

Generations of people have almost never lived happily ever after.

Especially Xie Xiaofeng, the third young man of the Xie family of this generation, when he was fourteen or fifteen years old, he defeated his cousin Hua Shaokun, the dragon swordsman, and when he was seventeen or eighteen years old, the famous swordsmen in the rivers and lakes were already afraid of him.

Later, it was almost the first sword in the world!

It is as famous as peerless swordsmen such as Ye Gucheng, the lord of Baiyun City, and Ximen Blowing Snow, the owner of Wanmei Villa!

However, not long ago, in the battle at the top of the Forbidden City, the new generation of masters in the rivers and lakes, and the older generation of masters were almost all involved.

After some chaos, Xie Xiaofeng was not spared and took his own life.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

On this day, in front of Excalibur Villa.

The blood-red maple leaves reflected in the glow of the setting sun, and the entire Excalibur Villa fell into a twilight.

It is as if this glorious foundation of 200 years is about to disappear.

A boy of about thirteen or fourteen years old, holding a long sword similar to his person, was practicing his sword in the maple leaf forest.

The blade was inserted into the scabbard again and again, and then withdrawn countless times.

Every time, countless sparks can be sputtered!

Not far away, there was another gray-haired old man watching.

Thank you!

The contemporary owner of Shenjian Villa is also the father of the famous Shenjian Xie Xiaofeng.

Watching the young man practice swords, there was a trace of arc at the corner of Xie Wangsun's thin mouth, the sword intent was condensed, and the sword speed was extremely fast.

Aggie is nothing more than that at this age!

Trample! Trample! Trample!

The boy practiced the most basic sword drawing technique of kendo, the simplest movement, but it contained the most incredible power.

After three hundred repetitions, the young man's smooth forehead was covered with beads of sweat, but it never stopped.

At this moment, there was a rush of footsteps from outside the forest.

"Owner." An old man came to Xie Wangsun's side and bowed to him.

He is the shopkeeper of a small shop in front of Lushui Lake, and he is known as the shopkeeper.

As for the specific name, it is estimated that Xie Wangsun may not be able to call it.

This shopkeeper Xie also works part-time as a ferryman, responsible for sending guests who visit Shenjian Villa into Shenjian Villa.

For this job, the shopkeeper Xie didn't like it very much, because in the early years, at least eight of the ten people who came to the door were to challenge Xie Xiaofeng.

And their fate was also very unified, turning into corpses and being sent to Yizhuang not far away.

"What's wrong?" Xie Wangsun frowned and asked Shopkeeper Xie.

Shopkeeper Xie handed over the note in his hand and said to Xie Wangsun: "Owner, this is the information I just received. ”

"Oh." The great prestige of Shenjian Villa, how can there be no spies in the rivers and lakes, Xie Wangsun took the information handed over by the shopkeeper Xie, and he didn't take it to heart at first.

After seeing the specific content, the old man's face was full of shock.

"This ...... How is this possible? The stunned words spit out, and Xie Wangsun exclaimed in disbelief.

"Is this information true?" After a while, Xie Wangsun recovered and asked the shopkeeper Xie.

Shopkeeper Xie smiled bitterly: "Owner, such a big thing, if it is not a definite news, how can it be sent." ”

"It's true."

"It's unbelievable!" Xie Wangsun muttered to himself, "I didn't expect that this girl Murong Qiudi could actually make such a decision." ”

"Ogi-chan!" After digesting this earth-shattering information, Xie Wangsun's face changed slightly, and he called out to the young man not far away.

Boom!

The young man backhanded, returned the sword in his hand into the sheath, and walked towards Xie Wangsun!

His name is Xie Xiaodi, and he can also be called Xie Xiaodi!

His father is Xie Xiaofeng, the third young master of Shenjian Villa, and his mother is Murong Qiudi, the eldest lady of the Murong family in Jiangnan.

Originally, no matter who had such a prominent background, he would definitely be the pride of the sky and enjoy happiness that others could not imagine.

However, in the first ten years of his life, he never enjoyed the slightest glory from a prominent family.

Just because he is an illegitimate child!

It wasn't until after the wedding banquet that became a joke that the world knew that Murong Qiudi and Xie Xiaofeng had a son.

In the battle at the top of the Forbidden City, Xie Xiaofeng was killed in battle, and Xie Wangsun sent someone to bring Xie Xiaodi into the Divine Sword Villa and officially recognized his identity.

The Xie family, there is only this last bloodline left!

"Grandpa." Xie Xiaodi had a cold face, without the slightest bit of vitality that a young man should have, and came to Xie Wangsun's side and said lightly.

In this grandfather, there is not much emotion, it seems that he is just doing what he should do.

"Xiao Di," Xie Wangsun handed over the note in his hand and sent it to his only grandson, "Grandpa just got the news that your mother has disbanded Tianzun. ”

"What?" Hearing the news from Xie Wangsun, Xie Xiaodi was dumbfounded, dumbfounded, and quickly swept over the thin note.

Sure enough, that's the news above!

"Hehehe." After being silent for a long time, Xie Xiaodi suddenly smiled, smiling very happily, "Unexpectedly, she still put it down." ”

"I thought she would never let go for the rest of her life. It seems that Zhu Hefeng, the Marquis of Wenyuan, still has some ability? ”

"Ogi-chan, don't you want to go see your mother?" Xie Wangsun looked at the last lone seedling of the Xie family in front of him and asked.

Xie Xiaodi shook his head and said, "No need, since she has started a new life, why should I bother to be an eyesore." ”

"I still have to practice swords." As he spoke, he turned around and returned to his original position.

"Alas!" Looking at his grandson's thin and firm back, Xie Wangsun suddenly sighed heavily.

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