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Fortune and misfortune depend on each other.
This is Xu Xian's favorite quote
Inside the ruined temple, Xiang He asked Xu Xian how to live?
Xu Xian was not surprised that he would ask such a question.
Xu Xian had observed carefully just now, this item only showed respect to that young master, but not much sincerity. To put it bluntly, it was a purely superior-subordinate relationship.
The young master died, and Xiang He, the seven-foot man, a fierce man who killed without blinking an eye, actually cried.
A man does not flick his tears lightly, this in itself explains the problem.
If it is said that there is deep love and righteousness, it can be explained, but Xu Xian already knows that there is not so much love between them. On this point, Cong Xianghe did not hold the corpse and cry bitterly, but put the corpse aside casually , it can be seen.
So Xiang He is so hopeless, there is only one possibility.
The young master died, he could hardly shirk his responsibility, and because of this incident, there would be an incomparably miserable end.
Seeing that the other party is about thirty years old, he should have a family. Parents, loving wife and loving son, no matter what kind, they all decided that Xiang He didn't want to die.
At that moment, Xu Xian deduced these things.
Although temporarily escaped, Xu Xian knew that the next step was the most difficult.
How to live.
This is not only for Xiang He, but also for Xu Xian himself.
The rain outside the ruined temple was still pattering, and inside the ruined temple, the handsome young man in extraordinary clothes fell to the ground, completely out of breath.
Xiang He is like an iron tower, standing in the center, staring at Xu Xian, who is naked and dirty, but has bright eyes.
"If the son is not dead, of course you can live."
Xu Xian said at this time.
After saying this, he wanted to move his body, but found that his hands and feet were so weak that he couldn't even move.
After Xiang He listened, he frowned and looked at the young master's body over there, and then at Xu Xian.
It seemed to be telling Xu Xian, I also know this.
But Xu Xian still looked at him.
In an instant, Xiang He came to his senses. He remembered what the little beggar said just now.
"The people outside are all dead, except you and me, no one knows that the young master is dead!"
yes.
All the soldiers who came to assassinate the young master died in his hands, and no one could report back. As long as he didn't tell him, the news of the young master's death would not be sent back.
But after a long time, it will still show up.
Xiang He knew very well that this kind of deception could not be hidden for a while, and once it was exposed, the fate of him and his family would be even more miserable.
It's death anyway, so why not give it a go and take a gamble?
Even if there is a glimmer of hope, you should not give up.
Hope, from the little beggar in front of me. Xiang He looked at the other party again, just because the other party was so calm, maybe he should take a gamble.
"But the young master is indeed dead. Tell me, how can you live in this situation?"
Asked, but no response.
Looking again, the little beggar opposite actually rolled his eyes and passed out.
Hungry and dizzy
Xu Xian vaguely felt that someone was feeding him something, it was very hot, but very fragrant, like broth.
Waking up all of a sudden, Xu Xian saw that Xiang He was feeding himself with a small spoon, and there was a fire burning not far away. The firewood is rotten wood from the ruined temple, and a small iron pot is set on the fire.
Xu Xian began to gulp down the soup, even if it was hot, he didn't care.
He had never felt so hungry, nor had he eaten such delicious broth.
"Can I take it myself?" Xiang He asked, Xu Xian nodded, took the bowl with his hand, and drank it by himself.
A bowl of broth, drink it clean.
My stomach is warm and I have strength.
The rain outside seems to have stopped.
However, it was still night, but the air was much fresher.
Xiang He stared at Xu Xian, waiting for him to speak.
Xu Xian eats and drinks enough, there is still broth, and dry food is enough, but he dare not eat more. Under such circumstances, the brain is often dull and thinks that he is not full.
But if you really continue to eat and drink, the result is likely to be directly stuffed to death.
Xu Xian still has this bit of self-control.
Facing the item and seeing it also showed a look of appreciation.
"Can you saysp; In this world, Hunyuan Kung Fu is not a profound internal skill. General masters can obtain secret books to practice. The difference between strength and weakness depends on understanding, physique, and training time.
Some masters have stepped into the realm of first-class masters by virtue of their vigorous Hunyuan Gong.
Just say that Xiang He, with Xu Xian on his back, went up and down the mountain as if walking on flat ground. After half a day, he had already gone down Yuxia Mountain and reached the boundary of Qingqiao Town.
However, it is still a bit exhausting to carry a person on the road.
"Let's take a rest, have something to eat, and hire a carriage by the way!"
Xiang He arrived in Qingqiao Town with Xu Xian on his back.
The town is peaceful, green water passes through the city, children are playing, it is at noon, and the smoke is everywhere, and there is a sense of incense in the world.
In the inn, all the food and wine were served, Xiang He poured himself a cup and drank it with his head up, and then whispered to Xu Xian.
Their mouths were not idle along the way.
"What's your name?" Xiang He asked.
"Xu Xian."
"Where do you live?"
"The Xu family in Ancheng, Yanzhou."
"The situation at home."
"My Xu family is a family of martial arts. The ancestor Xu Yuangong started his career as a dart, and created the two unique skills of "Flying Dragon Kungfu" and "Running Thunder Sword". Since then, the family has prospered and dominated Ancheng. Five generations have passed, and the current head of the family is Xu Zhen'an, who is also my father. My father has one wife and three concubines, three sons and four daughters, I, Xu Xian, is the eldest son, and the second son, Xu Yi, was born to my second mother, Shen Ruohua"
Xu Xian explained the situation in detail, and it can be said that the content is accurate.
Xiang He nodded repeatedly.
Among other things, this memory alone is not comparable to ordinary people.
Xu Xian also wondered about this point. After he crossed over, his memory ability became very good.
It can be regarded as a little compensation for bringing him into this world for no reason.
Another bit of compensation might be the name.
Who would have known that the name of the dead son was so similar to his own name, not only the same surname, but also the same pronunciation, one is Xian and the other is Xian.
It sounds the same unless you write it down.
"It's not easy for you to remember so much in just one morning, but just remembering these things is far from enough. You also have to keep Mr. Xian's friends and network in mind." Xiang He ate his food, Xu Xian There is also a hurry to move the chopsticks.
"Unfortunately, in terms of martial arts, you can't reach the level of Mr. Xian in a short time." Xiang He sighed. He really can't do anything about this.
Firstly, Mr. Xian is cultivating the two undisclosed secrets of the Xu family, one is "Flying Dragon Skill" and the other is "Running Thunder Sword". Although he has worked in the Xu family for more than ten years, he still has no access to it.
The second is the realm. Martial arts practice cannot be achieved overnight. Fortunately, this time he escorted Young Master Xian to the Five Elements Gate to practice. It is also their luck that they will not be able to meet their family members for at least a few years.
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