Chang Sihao said: "The old bamboo umbrella he used was originally used, but how did he cut off the arm of the Biyun monk?"

Qin Juexiang said: "I didn't know it at first, but I understood later. At that time, almost all the people present were stunned, and most of them did not see clearly, some people were frightened, some people were strange, and some people were envious. Biyun Monk has a wide range of friends, and several swordsman friends were also there at the time, they hindered the face of Zheng Meng's master, did not have a seizure, and after saving Biyun Monk, they went to the stage to compete with Xiao Jin in accordance with the rules, but he had a murderous intent inside, and he shot mercilessly, and it was not at all like learning swordsmanship. Xiao Jinyue was also ruthless, and he saw red when he shot. Hardly any of those good swordsmen could walk ten distances under his hands, and the light stump and broken arm were the heavy ones who returned to the west. The more people he killed, the calmer his face became, and the blood splattered on his eyes without blinking. ”

"The sword trial conference has long been stipulated, the sword has no eyes, and they all accept their fate if they are injured and die on the stage, and the leader of the Zheng League and the ten big swords of the Nine Swords a day, as well as the three major chiefs of the Hundred Swords Alliance, and dozens of swordsmen are in a position, and no one dares to make a mistake.

After the day's sword competition, the warriors of the Hundred Swords Alliance scrubbed the table, blood flowed sideways, and the bloody smell could be smelled from a long distance. My father said that this Xiao Jinyue is too evil, I'm afraid that if he continues like this, he will hurt more people's lives, but it really can't be done, and he will be intercepted tomorrow on stage. Don't think that my father is talking big, in fact, most of the family affairs are in charge of my uncle, my father has been concentrating on martial arts for more than 30 years, and he has achieved great success, and his strength is even above the peak state of my grandfather when he was young. At that time, my grandfather nodded, and it seemed that he also thought that my father could handle it.

The next day, Xiao Jinshiyue came to the stage, and killed several swordsmen in a row, my father went up, the first move, Xiao Jinshiyue did not dodge, only stretched the bamboo umbrella forward and threw it out, and at the same time the body turned into a ball of white shadows, the bamboo umbrella flew to Daddy in a swirl, and when the edge was about to cut on him, he suddenly turned around and bypassed, and Xiao Jinshiyue somehow got behind his father at that time, as if a gust of wind was coming from his body. His move was too fast, and his body almost rushed to the bottom of the stage, and it took him a moment to stop at the edge of the stage, and the old yellowed bamboo umbrella swirled and flew back, and fell back into his grasp. At this time, everyone saw clearly that Xiao Jinshiyue was holding the old bamboo umbrella in his right hand, but he had a sword in his left hand. The sword was narrow, thin, and long, and dark throughout, with ancient patterns carved on it, and the sun did not reflect it at all. His eyes were a little strange, as if he was still disdainful, and slowly inserted the sword back into the end of the bamboo umbrella, which turned out to be the handle of the black sword. He used this sword to kill all the people he had killed before, but he collected the sword too quickly, and with the big sleeves and black edges covering his eyes, no one could see his sword at all. At that time, my father was still standing so straight on the stage, motionless, I shouted under the stage: 'Dad, you go and beat him!' My father didn't say anything, and suddenly a horizontal line was drawn on his neck, and there was blood, like soybean milk from the edge of a grinding plate, overflowing in a circle, and then his head suddenly jumped up, and the broken neck of the brush sprayed blood, hissing, and his head was spurted with blood. ”

Chang Sihao saw that his eyes were a little straight, as if the scene was in front of him, he didn't dare to be alarmed, and quietly listened to him continue to recall: "At that time, the people in the audience didn't say a word, the sun was bright and bright, and the sun made people's scalps itch, and only the sound of the wind blowing the corners of Xiao Jin's clothes could be heard in his ears, and suddenly a person shouted: 'Qi Qi! he used Qi Qi Sword!'"

"The glacier is inserted into the sea, the warbler complains about the poor, the poor sword is one of the four famous swords, and it is the treasure coveted by the martial arts people, and the venue was in an uproar. Xiao Jin's sword was collected as soon as it came out, so that no one could catch a shadow, probably because he was afraid of revealing it and causing a lot of trouble. His martial arts are so good, he doesn't care how many people come to grab the sword, but there are always people who come to cause trouble, and the days go by without stopping, and he is annoyed. He killed my father with all his might, otherwise he would have left room to retract his sword and would not almost rush to the bottom of the stage, which shows that he had raised his speed to the extreme at that time. Maybe he saw my father's move and knew that it was powerful, so he took the killer by surprise. My grandfather always said that the top masters are against the enemy, although the moves of each family are different, but to the top, the avenue is one, the human body has a limit, and the practice to the highest place is actually not far from each other. How many moves can a master distinguish between high and low, and what does it look like to be stalked?

At that time, I was in a daze, I saw my father's head falling, and I didn't realize that he was dead from then on, and I looked straight at the stage, hoping that my father would continue to fight with him, but suddenly someone blindfolded me with his hands, I struggled and shouted something, and my grandfather said: 'Menghuan, let him go, let him watch.' The fourth aunt let me go, and I saw two burly warriors go up and lay down the body of my father standing there, and another warrior held my father's head, and they put their heads and bodies together under the stage, side by side with those who were killed by Xiao Jinyue. The sword trial conference is still going on, but no one is on the stage again, everyone's eyes are staring at the yellowed old bamboo umbrella in Xiao Jinyue's hand, the venue is very quiet, I saw my father lying there, and suddenly understood that he was dead, there were a few tendons in his head jumping, I shouted like crazy, but I couldn't hear what I was shouting, I only remember that the whole venue was my voice echoing.

My grandfather is a big sword of the older generation, and he was invited to participate in the event, so it was inconvenient to be with the younger generations of the younger people, and he said that when he came to power, he was suspected of revenge, and the sword trial conference became a vendetta field, and it was chaotic. Zheng Mengzhu is also very embarrassed, everyone can see that Xiao Jinshiyue came for fame, Xiao Mansion has been in decline for many years since the war with Tangmen, he picked the sword test conference to come out, since he can regain his prestige, Zheng Mengzhu later discussed with several big swords in the alliance, and authorized Xiao Jinshiyue to enter the Sword Hall to study for three months, in order to use the sword to gasify his evil spirit, but he didn't expect him to refuse, in this way, his reputation is a higher level. ”

Chang Sihao thought to himself: "I heard the warriors of the Hundred Swords Alliance in the Wu Zetian Temple say that it was because of the Zheng League's love for talent that Xiao Jinyue was allowed to join the club to study, Qin Juexiang said that the reason was different, although it was said that Qin Langchuan was inconvenient to fight with the juniors, but in fact, he was afraid that the Qin family could no longer afford to lose, right? Qin Mo only passed one time under Xiao Jin's sword of Shiyue, Qin Langchuan is old, even if his martial arts are high, he may not be able to resist the enemy. There are many people in the martial arts, and the same thing, different people say it, and the gap is so big, it is really confusing, and I don't know who to believe. ”

Qin Juexiang saw that his expression was depressed, and persuaded: "Brother-in-law, Xiao Jinyue is very powerful, but he is expressionless at all times, as calm as a corpse, how can he be as lively as you? My sister has him in her heart, but she may not have you in her heart, besides, besides, you are already ...... Hehe, in fact, you still have the upper hand, you really don't have to worry, now grandpa likes you, the uncle didn't say, the fourth aunt is also Xiaohao Xiaohao is quite polite to you, the second aunt and the third aunt are married to the Tang family, don't worry about it, plus my brother's support, are you afraid that you can't marry my sister?"

Chang Sihao smiled bitterly: "Marrying a hand is completely different from getting a heart, what is the use of flying in the heart." Whether she likes me or not is all up to her, and it has nothing to do with others. Qin Juexiang seemed to have heard the most strange thing in the world: "When did our Daming become like those Fanbang Tartars? The two of them have to care if they like it or not? With the order of their parents, the words of the matchmaker have to carry it away after marrying a flat shoulder." Chang Sihao smiled: "You are young, but you know a lot!"

Qin Juexiang said: "Uncle, the more they blame me for not practicing martial arts well, I like to mess up miscellaneous things, so I will do it against them, since I recognize you as a brother, I won't hide it from you, in fact, the maids around me have a lot of used, women's things, you really don't have to take it too seriously, what kind of love, love, heartless, what's the use?" There was also a servant girl beside him, Chang Sihao's expression was a little embarrassed: "How old are you, you actually did this?" Qin Juexiang smiled: " At the age of 12 and at the age of 13, you should practice martial arts in vain? Ha ha. Saying that, he looked at the two maidservants on the side, the second maid was so ashamed that her face was flushed, obviously she had a good fit with him, they were both fifteen or sixteen years old, and they were quite ashamed to hear Qin Juexiang talk about this matter with others.

Chang Sihao shook his head: "Although I don't know much about feelings, I know that two people together shouldn't be like that." It's even worse for you to treat these women as playthings. ”

Qin Jue said: "The eldest husband crisscrosses the world, how can you let a woman stumble, and if you say that, my brother is going to laugh at you." Hearing him say this, Chang Sihao could only shake his head and smile bitterly. After the two of them had breakfast, Qin Juexiang proposed: "Brother-in-law, I made a lot of gadgets, and some of the big guys are downstairs, how about I take you to see it?"

Chang Sihao was a teenager for a while, and he was also interested in making those delicate things, and asked: "Well, the things you make are very interesting, but I don't know what this big guy is?" Qin Juexiang smiled: "You know when you see it, how can you let your brother-in-law play with the things that you can't take?" Chang Sihao smiled: "Okay, but, it's better for you to call me eldest brother." Qin Juexiang squinted and smiled: "It's a big man, but he's shy." The two went downstairs side by side, on the left side of the first floor is the residence of the maids, and on the right is the warehouse where Qin Juexiang put things, at this time the maidservants are wiping and cleaning everywhere, the window is open and breathable, Chang Sihao saw that there was something covered with canvas in the warehouse, and a corner was faintly exposed at the bottom, which seemed to be a black lacquered wooden frame, with a wheel, and a huge cone-shaped object, and was curious, and suddenly a maid ran over, and said: "Aunt Sun, the old lady has something to call." ”