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Hanfu, Yuxiangyuan.

There is a spring into a stream in front of the precipice, bet on a small pool, the sky is cloudy and want to rain, then there is a red gas, the name is Danshui.

Look closely, the pool water is reflected in the void, looking down on the swimming fish, such as taking the air, there is nothing to be found.

Surrounded by Motegi Kongxiu, every quiet night, there is always a clear sound, such as a hundred birds flying gathering, mourning and communicating, quite miraculous

Han Xikuan, the head of the Han family, loves Danshui Pond the most, and takes time to fish here every day, the fish in the pond are four or five feet big, the flesh and bones are delicious, and it is a first-class wine material.

However, at this time, Han Xikuan was not as leisurely as usual, he walked around the pool, and his brows were furrowed.

After a while, he stopped, sat back on the rattan chair, spit out a breath of stuffy breath in his chest, and said, "It's really a disaster from heaven, how could the demon thieves of the Demon Sect come to our White Emperor City, this poor country, really, really, really." ”

As he spoke, he shook his head, looking very puzzled and depressed.

Not far away, Han Xiaoyi was wearing Yao Tianguan, wearing a yin and yang gossip fairy robe, holding jade Ruyi in his hand, with a faint smile on his face, and he was silent.

His face was silent, but his heart was funny, his father had always been a dignified appearance in front of people, but he had not seen him so angry and corrupt for many years.

But then, he sighed again, he really couldn't complain about his father, this matter was really embarrassing.

The story of the matter is very simple, the guardian array of the White Emperor City needs a huge amount of spars every moment, and only the little accumulation of the City Lord's Mansion is of course not enough to support seven days. So Bai Shidao and the white city lord ordered that the big families in the city should hand over the spars, and the good steel should be used on the blade to jointly resist the strong enemy.

Although the heads of each family are big people, have high vision, are sensible, and know the truth that there are no eggs under the nest, they are really reluctant to hand over all the savings of several generations or even more than ten generations in one go.

After cursing a few words, Han Xikuan, the head of the Han family, raised his head and asked with a little expectation, "Xiao Er, what do you say about our procrastination, there are so many families in White Emperor City, I don't believe they really dare to do it." ”

Han Xiaoyi rubbed the jade Ruyi with his hand, pondered for a while, shook his head decisively and refused, and said, "Father, let's turn it in, at this juncture, if you don't get it right, you will touch the head of the knife, and you will be killed by others to make an example of the monkey, and the gains outweigh the losses." ”

Han Xikuan opened his mouth in disbelief, "They are not the authentic sect of the Xuanmen, how can they kill people and destroy the sect casually."

"Genmon Authentic,"

Han Xiaoyi smiled bitterly, his father has been staying in White Emperor City all the year round, and I am afraid that he has not yet recognized the true face of these so-called Xuanmen authentic sects.

Compared to the wanton killing and lawless demons, the Xuanmen are really relatively gentle, they will not slaughter civilians, they will not use corpses to refine terrible magic weapons, and they will not take pleasure in killing.

The door rules in the Xuanmen are still very strict, and if they are violated, the law enforcement team in the door will not let it go.

But even so, don't think that the Xuanmen is righteous and bright, punishing evil and promoting good.

In many cases, the people in the Xuanmen are willing to follow the rules and maintain a semblance of peace because the two parties are of equal status and they believe that the other party is qualified to let him act according to the rules.

In this way, in fact, some unnecessary contradictions and disputes can be resolved, because there are rules to follow, which can be seen and touched.

No one in the Xuanmen is stupid, and after understanding the benefits of abiding by the rules, they will maintain the rules themselves, and over time, they will become an iron rule that is not easy for eternity, and no one dares to violate it openly.

However, a small family in White Emperor City like the Han family is not qualified to enter the eyes of the true inheritance of the great sect. To put it simply, they are not qualified to communicate with the people in the Xuanmen to communicate rules and reason.

These four words are not only useful in marriage, but also suitable to explain the interaction between the two parties.

"I see. ”

The head of the Han family is a smart person, but he is confused when he is unable to give up his money. Now when he heard his second son point out and peel back the cruel reality, he finally gave up his illusions of nothingness.

The head of the Han family stood up, looked up to the sky and sighed, and said, "Xiaoyi, this matter, it's up to you and Xiaosan to do it together, I'm tired, go back to the room to rest." ”

Han Xiaoyi opened his mouth and said, "Father, you don't have to be too sad, after all, this matter is mixed up by the Taixiao Seven True Sects, and the brand of the Ten Sects of the Xuanmen is worth more than these tens of thousands of spars in our family." In my opinion, as long as the city can be defended, it won't be long before these donated spars can be returned. ”

"It's up to you to decide, I don't care,"

Han Xikuan, the head of the Han family, didn't seem to believe that the Taixiao Seven True Sect would exchange the spar back, where was the reason for the swallowed meat to be spit out?

Han Xiaoyi frowned imperceptibly as he watched his father's back disappear behind the rockery.

In the past, in his eyes, his father was always Zhizhu in his hands, and he had no last resort, but after today's conversation, he had a feeling that his father was old after all.

Maybe my father is not very old and can be called in the prime of life, but he has been trapped in the small place of White Emperor City, and his vision is limited after all, and he can't keep up with the changes in the shape outside.

Han Jiang came from behind, saw the dumb second brother, coughed, and said, "Second brother, what are you doing, wake up." ”

Han Xiaoyi turned around and saw his younger brother with thick eyebrows and big eyes in front of him, and said in a solemn tone for the first time, "After this hurdle, I will take you to the sect." ”

The older generation has no choice, and the new generation can no longer be a frog at the bottom of the well, standing tall in order to see far.

"Second brother, what's wrong with you?"

Suddenly such a sentence appeared, Han Jiang was confused and couldn't figure it out.

"Haha, it's okay, let's go, let's go and count the belongings and send them to the White City Lord. Perhaps, we will have to go into battle in person and touch the demon cubs of the Imperial Ghost Sect. ”

With the decision, Han Xiaoyi's spirit was greatly lifted, he was high-spirited, his brothers worked together, and his profits were broken, and the Han family would eventually go out.

Han Jiang was overjoyed, patted his head happily, and said, "I haven't seen a demon cub when I'm so old, it seems that I have a chance to open meat." ”

West of the city, Mujia.

In the center of the Mu family, there is a high-rise building, which is built of Fengxiao fragrant wood, with a fragrant fragrance and a mosquito that is not close.

Every time in the dead of night, the sound of autumn rain rustling will faintly sound on the high-rise building, such as crying and complaining, which makes people feel nostalgic.

This building is usually considered to be one of the top ten scenic spots in the White Emperor City, and everyone is accustomed to calling it the Listening to Rain Tower.

Mu Yiqing, the head of the Mu family, was wearing a beam crown and a pure golden coat, sitting steadily on a tall building, his eyebrows were like pens, and his expression was indifferent.

His left and right, up and down, dozens of Mu family members gathered together, staring at the outside, their eyes full of undisguised hatred.

As soon as the clouds opened, Jing Younan fell, with a high crown in a feather coat, and a handsome man, he glanced at the Mu family who were hugging the group, and the corners of his mouth flashed a trace of undetectable mockery, and said quietly, "Master of the Mu family, the overall situation is current, and it is better to know the current affairs." ”