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Volume One Sixty-Four Troubles

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    Sixty Four Troubles

    As Jianjun said, on the third day after the incident, everyone passed through the secret passage in the warehouse and left Liyang, which was already in turmoil.  Song Yuhua was seriously injured and it was difficult to recover, and Jianjun was also uncomfortable.  The injuries caused by the forcible use of the healing sword that day were not easy to deal with in the first place. During the battle, he was constantly striving for strength and exchanging injuries for injuries. As a result, the sword master's cultivation in the past two months has almost completely deteriorated.  In the blink of an eye, we are back to where we started!

    Everyone in the warehouse that day had been released from the cellar immediately by Zhenzhen.  The first thing after coming out was that the person in charge of the warehouse sent someone to report to the Song clan stronghold in the nearby city overnight.  Song Clan's quick reaction was expected. No matter what, Song Yuhua was also the eldest daughter of Song Clan.  But now, Yaoyi actually dared to openly attack and frame him as the blame. It was obvious that someone was planning to hit the powerful Song Que on his head!  Since he dared to offend Song Que, he must not be a kitten or puppy, so the Song clan attached great importance to it. On the third day after Jianjun and others were transferred to a small village twenty miles outside Liyang City,  Song Lu, who had a dusty face, had already appeared in front of the three of them!

    "How is Yuhua?" When Song Lu saw Jianjun, he didn't have time to be polite and asked straight away.

    "Uncle Lu is really biased. I was injured that day when I went into battle and was attacked. Why didn't Uncle Lu ask me?" Seeing Song Lu, Sword Lord suddenly looked sad and shouted biased.

    Seeing how relaxed the sword master was at this moment, Song Lu's worried heart suddenly returned to his stomach.  Since the young man is still in such a mood, I guess Song Yuhua's injury should not be a serious problem.  "Do I still need to ask you? You, the Sword Master, single-handedly destroyed the gambling house in southern Sichuan. The world has already begun to compare you with the masters of the older generation. Naturally, you can't be better!"

    The two of them came to Song Yuhua's bed side by side, talking and laughing. Although they knew that although Song Yuhua could not move, his injuries were not difficult to deal with and he only needed to rest peacefully. But when he saw his niece lying helplessly on the bed, Song Lu still felt  Full of love and anger!

    "Do you know who did it?!" Song Lu asked in a deep voice.  Whether the other party is secretly plotting against the Song Clan, or trying to kill Song Yuhua but not getting it, they all have an undying feud with the Song Clan. Song Lu will naturally gain quick access to the forces behind the scenes!

    "I don't know." The sword master shook his head, "I cut off the legs of those two people that day, but when I killed Huo Qingqiao and others and went to see them again, those two people had already cut off their hearts!  "

    "Oh? It turned out to be a dead soldier. I guess he must have some strength." Song Lu was also stunned when he heard the other party's actions. Anyone who can train such a dead soldier must be a large organization or family with extremely powerful strength.

    "That's natural, otherwise I wouldn't have come to blame the Song family." Jianjun nodded.

    "I just don't know what the other party's purpose is in provoking Song Clan like this?" Song Lu frowned deeply, his face full of confusion.  Although killing Song Yuhua would make the people of the Song clan mourn, in reality, it would not cause much loss to the Song clan.  After all, Song Yuhua has always been at Sword Lord's side for the past two years. Although he has a respected position in the Song clan, his influence is far inferior to Song Shidao, who has long been in charge of his own affairs, and Song Yuzhi, who has gradually begun to get involved in family affairs.

    "I don't know what it is exactly." A sneer suddenly appeared on Jian Jun's face, "But they must want to cause chaos in this world!"

    "Brother has sent people to investigate. I just hope that we can find some clues." Looking at the sneer on the young man's face, Song Lu was stunned. He had never seen such an unruly expression on this young man's face.  "If I have any news, I will tell you!"

    "Yes!" Sword Lord naturally would not refuse Song Clan's kindness. After just nodding in agreement, the young man continued, "I will also investigate!"

    "Oh? How do you want to check?" Song Lu was very curious after hearing Jianjun's words. Although the young man in front of him was good at martial arts, he had no connections in the world. On the contrary, he was a lot of enemies. He really couldn't imagine that Jianjun  How will you check it?  Suddenly, Song Lu's heart moved, and he asked with surprise: "Do you want to use the power of your master?"

    "No! I will investigate in my own way!" A trace of black energy flashed through Sword Lord's eyes, and the coldness for a moment shocked Song Lu. He had already discovered that the Sword Lord in front of him,  He is completely different from the boy he was a few months ago!

    "Okay, then I'll wait and see what good ideas you can come up with!" Although Song Lu was doubtful, he didn't show it and just nodded with a smile.

    "Sister Yuhua has been running around with me for two years. Now, it's time to go back to the mountain city of the Song family." Turning to look at Song Yuhua, who was sipping her medicinal porridge under Zhenzhen's service, the sword master suddenly sighed.  One breath.

    "That's right. Eldest brother and Shi Dao Yuzhi miss Yuhua very much. And now that Yuhua needs to rest, it would be best to return to the mountain city!" I heardThe Lord Sword intended to let Song Yuhua return to the mountain city, and Song Lu suddenly smiled.

    "Sir, Sister Yuhua is going back?" After hearing the conversation between the two, Zhenzhen suddenly turned her head and pouted her mouth, full of reluctance.

    "Haha, you can't bear to leave?" Looking at Zhenzhen's pitiful nod, Jian Jun smiled.

    "Don't worry, this time you will accompany Sister Yuhua to the mountain city."

    "Ah?! Where is the young master?" When she heard that she was going to the mountain city, Zhenzhen was immediately startled, with a hint of panic in her tone.

    "I have something to do." Seeing Zhenzhen's reluctance and panic, Jian Jun felt warm in his heart, and his tone suddenly became softer.

    "Thenthen" Looking at Song Yuhua on the couch and the Sword Lord next to her, Zhenzhen hesitated for a moment, and in the end could only lower her head and shed tears one by one.  She didn't want to leave Song Yuhua, let alone Jianjun, but she also knew that Jianjun must have something big to do, and if she followed him, he would definitely drag the young master down.

    "Okay! I still envy you!" Looking at Zhenzhen's uncomfortable look, Jianjun reached out and stroked her hair, "I heard that the mountain city of the Song clan is magnificent and beautiful. I have always wanted to go see it, but I can't.  What a chance! It would be a good idea for you to walk in front of the young master!"

    Listening to her son¡¯s joke, Zhenzhen wanted to laugh, but she couldn¡¯t. She could only slightly tilt her body, lean on Jianjun¡¯s chest, and cry silently.

    Song Lu stood up and quietly walked out of the door. Jianjun could only look at Song Yuhua for help.  Seeing the look from the young man, Song Yuhua just smiled and shook his head.

    The next day, Song Lu took Song Yuhua and Zhenzhen and set off.  When leaving, Zhenzhen lay in Song Yuhua's arms and burst into tears, but Song Yuhua always had a smile on his face, and the look in his eyes that looked at Jianjun conveyed "reassurance" and "treasure"!

    Everyone finally left and returned to the small courtyard where they were temporarily staying. In addition to recuperating from injuries, another problem had already appeared in front of the young man.  Zhenzhen and Song Yuhua are gone, but the sword is still there, and now there is a heavy and broad-edged Yaksha sword.  How will I get it myself in the future?

    ???????????????????????????????????????????:???????????Out of a one-piece scabbard with a peacock's tail like a folding fan, like the sword master in the comics, or simply like the sword master on the screen, carrying a wooden frame?  Or just find a few more people to get the sword for me?  Or else just hang them all on the waist, two on the left and two on the right?  Or maybe we can learn from the "left green dragon, right white tiger and old cow on the waist, dragon head on the chest", hang one on the left and one on the right, carry one on the back and hold one in the arms?

    Although it is not a big deal, the current problem is very head-scratching for the young man.

    "Oh! It would be great if I could time travel into Xianxia. I could just get a Qiankun bag or something and I wouldn't have to worry about it!" Sitting on the couch in distress, the young man sighed as he looked at the four swords lined up in front of him.

    At the beginning, maybe he could have chosen one or two of them to carry with him, but now, since the void appeared in his mind, a mysterious feeling forced the young man to carry them with him at any time.  Take it with you.

    There are already four floating islands in the void of mind.  The floating island of the sword master in black is almost the same as that of the sword master in white. It is also a main hall and a square, but the words on the plaque of the main hall are "Prince's Palace".

    In the void of the mind, there is also a sword on every floating island. As the sword master's cultivation level increases, he can now feel the vague connection between the sword in the void of the mind and the sword in reality.  A magical connection.  Moreover, the more oil lamps are lit on the island, the clearer the connection becomes.  Moreover, Sword Lord has a feeling that perhaps, as his cultivation and realm improve, one day he may be able to fully control this sword that does not originally exist in the world, but only exists in the imagination of screenwriters, directors and audiences.  Law.  Maybe, by that time, the sword in your hand and the sword in your heart can become one; maybe, by that time, the sword in your hand may not be unable to be kept in your heart!

    The wish is good and the future may be bright.  But right now, what Sword Master needs to do is to heal his wounds.

    The feeling of adding injury to injury is not pleasant. What is even more frustrating is that Lu Miaozi's condition is now very critical.  According to the plot in the original work, Lu Miaozi at this time can be said to have passed in seconds.

    In the original work, when Lu Miaozi passed away, he would regret it, but it was just regret.  But now, Lu Miaozi is no longer a character in a novel, but an old man who has known her for eight years, silently cared for her, and silently supported her for eight years!  He is his only relative in this unaccompanied world!

    Now, I have just found the hope of curing the old man, but I am blocked by a group of bastards!

    Thinking about this, the murderous intention can no longer be concealed.  The violent aura destroyed everything in the room.  The dark energy comes from Jianjun¡¯s eyesFlashed by.

    "Zheng!" A sword cry woke up the sword master.  Breathing in the air after the rain, Jianjun already noticed something was wrong.  Ever since the Yaksha Sword was forged, the Demonic Sword has been influencing the mind of the sword master.  More ferocious, more powerful, more crazy!

    "The Demonic Sword is indeed overbearing. It is overbearing to its enemies and it is also overbearing to itself." Taking a long breath, the sword master slowly sank into the void of his mind.
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