"Sword Master, do you really have no friends?"

When Zhang Xiaohu saw Xiao Tie stopping him, he didn't know what Xiao Tie was going to ask, but now, seeing that Liu Zhuoran was so depressed, he couldn't help asking:

"If no one helps you, even if you can protect you for a while, those people arrest you and ask you about your secret matters. If you don't want to tell me, will your family still suffer?

What's more, aren't you a disciple of Penglai? Where are you a member of your master?"

"I, I am no longer a disciple of Penglai."

Liu Zhuoran covered his face with his hands, his tone was silent, and he said sadly:

"Master said that I was infected with the poison of the world and my heart of Tao was already confused, so I drove me out of the sect."

"Ah this..."

The three people next to them were all young people. When they heard about Liu Zhuoran's tragic experience, they were speechless for a moment.

This is really a blessing that never comes in one way, but misfortune never comes alone.

Yi Sheng held the sword and said angrily:

"The Penglai people, known as cultivating immortals, are really heartless. They tell their personal disciples that they will lose their power. It's better for us to talk about loyalty in the martial arts sects!"

But Xiao Tie's heart was a little calmer.

This Liu Zhuoran is no longer from Penglai.

If he didn't lie, he could help.

My father was persistent all his life, and saw injustice and encountered trouble, so he had to carry his gun forward and take care of it.

Now that he has encountered unfair things in this world, should he just watch Liu Zhuoran, who is still fair in his family, will his family be destroyed?

He thought of it in his heart and asked:

"What's wrong with the Haisha Gang trying to capture you? Did you mess with them before?"

"No, they just wanted to find the secret place of the Xianshan Mountain from me."

Liu Zhuoran probably thought of something and laughed.

There are many sarcasm in the laughter, saying:

"In the past, when I returned to Quanzhou, the Haisha Gang must have been the first to send a letter to Yicheng. He was like a dog skin plaster, and he couldn't even get rid of it.

After learning that I was in trouble, they changed their faces and became vicious from respect and viciousness.

I want to tie me back to his door and question it.

He was arrogant at first and respectful at the end, but he showed his fierce appearance. He really became a good face."

He leaned in the carriage and looked at the three people in front of him.

In the past, these gangsters did not like to interact with each other, did not care about each other, and would not take the initiative to talk to each other.

But now, he has become a useless person and his family is worried that he cannot let him hesitate any more.

"Three... heroes, what you said before really made me feel the same."

Liu Zhuoran lowered his head and said in a desolate tone:

"Mr. Liu has something to ask for."

"Sword Lord, let's talk."

Zhang Xiaohu is loyal and since he decides to help, he needs to help the whole thing.

"If I can do it, I will help you with your heart, just two brothers, and there is no need to force you."

He said to Xiao Tie and Yi Sheng:

"It's me who is trying to make a move. I'll end this matter. Don't get more involved with both brothers."

"Xiaohu, you don't treat me as a brother."

Yi Sheng snorted and said dissatisfiedly:

"We have become sworn brother Yijian and Taihu, and said that we should live and die together. Isn't that a joke? In this water and fire, I, Yi Sheng, will also follow you."

Xiao Tie didn't say anything, just looked at Liu Zhuoran.

The Sword Lord, I think it is a sad heart. It is really difficult to ask for help.

Especially for his proud and proud person who is always alone, it is really harder than death.

"My Liu family was once a martial arts family in the South China Sea. However, when I entered Penglai, the Liu family wanted to avoid suspicion, so they took off from the Nanhai Sword Sect worshipped by the aristocratic family.

But the relationship between the two sides has not been broken. Now the head of the Nanhai Sword Sect is also my uncle from the far-reaching clan.

If my Liu family went back to join us, they would not refuse because of the past relationship.

It only took some time to go from Quanzhou to Bijia Mountain in Nanhai. I was afraid that the Quanzhou sect would pursue my family, so I asked three to protect one or two of them."

Liu Zhuoran clenched his fists, and he said with a heavier voice:

"I, Liu Zhuoran, are now alone and have no gifts to give me. If so..."

"You don't have to say it."

Yi Sheng interrupted, and he said:

"I remember my father said that this tiger falls into the sun is the worst thing on earth.

I don’t want to see you being humiliated again. I’ll help you with this matter, but the journey to the South China Sea is long and you are a family, very conspicuous.

If you just go like this, you will have trouble on the way."

The nimble guy said, looking at the two people beside him, Xiao Tie touched the hilt of Juque sword at his hand, and he said:

"Xiaosheng said! Before we set out, we must first use thunderbolt methods to suppress those barking wild dogs, so that we can do things easier."

"Little Brother Tie, you..."

Zhang Xiaohu blinked and looked at Xiao Tie. The latter moved his fingers and said in a deep voice:

"This is like my elder brother and I act in Qilu. We have to kill the chicken to warn the monkey and knock down the first bird in Quanzhou to calm people's hearts.

When I find my master's ancestral land and bury my master's remains, the three of us will go to the Haisha Gang to see what the group of evil people intend to do."

"What if they don't listen to the advice?"

Yi Sheng glanced at Xiao Tie and asked in a low voice.

Xiao Tie opened his eyes and looked at Liu Zhuoran, who was extremely depressed and out of place. There was murderous aura in his eyes, and he said in a deep voice:

"Then, let's get rid of such an injustice!"

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"Zhebishan? I haven't heard of it."

At the foot of Yutang Mountain, in Zhejiazhuang, this is a settlement of 100 people. The atmosphere in the village is peaceful, the neighbors respect each other, and there are children running around barefoot, which looks very calm.

Xiao Tie searched the village and was asking, but the old man who was holding the cigarette bag and looking afraid that he was over 70 years old, shook his head repeatedly.

"Since we moved here, there was no one called Zheqianshan. Who would have such a strange name?"

The old man took a sip of cigarette, opened his turbid eyes, glanced at Xiao Tie, and said:

"Young man, you are afraid you have found the wrong place."

"That's right."

Xiao Tie touched the wine bag on his waist, and he was a little anxious and said again:

"My master was born at the foot of Yutang Mountain. That happened more than 60 years ago. His real name may not be Zheqian Mountain, but his surname is definitely Zhe.

My father-in-law, think about it again."

The old man smoked and looked at the folded iron again. After a while, he asked with some uncertainty:

"Is your master like you, with a big waist and a round waist, and at a young age, he has a body of divine power?"

"Yes! It's true!"

Xiao Tie said:

"The master said he was also a man of natural divine power, just like me.

When he was seven or eight years old, he was comparable to an adult's body. He also said that when he was playing when he was a child, he broke the mill in the village and was beaten by the clan elders."

"Ah, that's it."

The father-in-law put down the cigarette pipe in his hand, stood up, and walked a few steps. There was a hint of joy in his eyes. He said:

"Where is the Zheji Mountain? It's obviously my Ergou brother!"

"ah?"

Xiao Tie was a little dull by this local name, and then he heard the father-in-law say:

"I grew up with Ergou's younger brother. Ergou's younger brother's family was miserable. He had lost his parents at such a young age. He grew up eating a hundred families in the village.

He was close to me, and when he was a child, he helped my family harvest crops and do some farm work. My mother also told him that when he grew up, he betrothed my sister to him.

When he was seven years old, he fought with a group of bullies who bullied my family in the village.

He raised the millstone and broke the legs of the seven bullies, almost ruining the lives of the man before being scolded by the clan elders."

Speaking of this, the father-in-law's tone fell down, and he said:

"But Ergou is old enough to grow old, outsiders come to the village and say that Ergou has a fairy fate and takes him away.

It took more than 60 years to go. Before the Ergou brothers left, they told me that if they learn skills in the future, they will come back and marry my sister in a grand manner."
To be continued...