Chapter 172

Disaster comes from the mouth. After entering the small town, Cao Xi really realized the true meaning of this.

After one foot was kicked, there was a footprint on the chest.

Cao Xi, who was small in stature, quickly climbed up and ran away. As she ran, she screamed: "Su family boy, I'll remember this for you! I'll let you return it one day

Su Chunsheng took another step forward.

Cao Xi quickly shut up and ran away without looking back.

Su Chunsheng squinted and turned back to the courtyard.

Only when he went back to the hospital did Su Chunsheng feel the strangeness of the atmosphere.

Gao Songtao looks at Su Chunsheng with a sad face. Wang Meng, however, rarely shows a gloomy look. His eyes are slightly red, and he stares at the far away figure. It seems that he has a little chance to kill.

Seeing this scene, Su Chunsheng was puzzled. Xin Zi also got up and frowned at them.

But Gao Songtao just patted Wang Meng on the shoulder, sighed, and then turned to the room.

Wang Meng turned around angrily and walked into the wooden shed in the courtyard. The sound of Ding Ding Ding Dong was ringing again. Sparks were splashing out, and bursts of strong sword spirit were shooting out, which filled the courtyard.

Su Chunsheng and Xin Zi look at each other.

The next moment, Su Chunsheng suddenly remembers that Chu Youwei, who was not the one to repair the sword, seems to be unable to bear the sword spirit. He and Xin Zi rush to one side of the room. But he found that Chu Youwei in the room didn't seem to be a big problem, but in the deep sleep, his whole body was up and down, and his lingering Qi became more and more strong.

Seeing this, they were relieved.

Xin Zi sat beside Su Chunsheng, silent for a long time, and finally said: "Chunsheng, why don't you wait for me? Shall I go back to the sword grave once? "

Su Chunsheng doesn't know what Xin Zi thinks. Just now, Wang Meng seems to have no intention to interrupt, but he truthfully tells the truth about the sword training of the cold sky sword tomb.

The reason why Jianzhong can stand in the north of Aotu Shenzhou is not only because of its unique and strong cultivation of kendo, but also because of its insurmountable rules. Just like the chieftain who was once the master of Qingmang sword, because he loved the secular women, he took part in the secular struggle, and finally had to put down all his accomplishments and disappeared in the Jianghu, and the Qingmang sword has been hiding in the courtyard mirror since then.

Now, Xinzi is faced with the same problem, a difficult choice.

Su Chunsheng smiles, reaches for Xin Zi's hand, nods and says, "just go back and have a look."

Xin Zi nodded and gently leaned on Su Chunsheng's shoulder.

Su Chunsheng's mouth is slightly raised, but his face is gradually firm.

In the night.

Cao Xi, who still has a footprints on her chest, swaggered on the muddy road of the town. After a long walk around, she stopped slightly, turned around and knocked on the door of an old house on one side.

Before long, the door was opened.

The only person who opened the door was an old man, wearing a splendid dress, who was out of place with the town.

After the old man opened the door, he was startled. He quickly stepped back two steps, plopped down on his knees and said in a trembling voice, "disciple Cao Maoying, please see your father!"

The little man did not show any astonishment, but accepted it, strode into the room and said calmly, "close the door."

That kneeling on the ground of the old man quickly got up, carefully closed the door, and then turned to pose to continue to kneel.

But Cao Xi, who was short, waved his hand and said, "OK, don't kneel. You're not too young. What's the strength of kneeling me? "

The old man, who called himself Cao Maoying, trembled subconsciously, stopped the tendency of kneeling, stood on one side, and said in a deep voice, "I'm disappointed because I'm not striving for success."

The room was small and very shabby. There were only two tables and several old chairs in the room, empty.

The short Cao Xi picked a chair at random, sat cross legged, leaned on the chair, squinted around, and sighed: "this is where my Cao family started!"

The old man named Cao Maoying raised his head and looked around. His eyes were slightly red. He said, "if it wasn't for our ancestors, where are we from now? We owe all this to our ancestors."

Cao Xi couldn't help but pull the corners of his mouth, waved his hand and said: "OK, don't be an ancestor. I don't look that old, do I?"

Cao Maoying suddenly a stagnation, a time of some confusion, at a loss.

Cao Xi was too lazy to take care of the old man. He just leaned back on his chair and said, "tell me, who is that Wang Meng? It seems that he is still a master of boxing. He should have been here in recent years, right

The old man quickly bowed and said, "Wang Meng really arrived four years ago. It was Gao Songtao who brought it back. It seems that he has a lot to do with Haichao Pavilion. However, according to the spy report, this man once attacked and killed my Cao family. It is estimated that he has a lot to do with jiuxiao sword clan."

"Estimate?" Cao Xi frowned and had no good airway.

Cao Maoying, who was already trembling, was immediately surprised and said in a hurry: "this man's whereabouts are strange, and he came from an ominous family. He only knows that his boxing is from Haichao Pavilion..."

Cao Xi rolled a white eye, no good airway: "blind people can see that body boxing from the tide Pavilion, said is not said."

Cao Maoying's face turned pale and said in a trembling voice: "I'm incompetent."

Cao Xi waved his hand and said impatiently, "OK, what should I do? Don't get in the way here."

Cao Maoying nodded hastily and withdrew a few steps backward as if he had been granted amnesty.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

Cao Xi, who was sitting cross legged on the chair, narrowed his eyes, while Cao Maoying, who was facing the enemy, turned his head and looked at Cao Xi.

"Open the door." Cao Xi narrowed her eyes and said darkly.

Cao Maoying hastened to open the door.

Outside the door stood Gao Songtao, who had just seen him.

But Gao Songtao's face was gloomy. He threw a sword into the room and said in a cold voice, "this sword will be given to Cao's family in the Qing Dynasty."

After that, Gao Songtao turned and left.

Cao Xi sat cross legged on the chair, squinted and sneered, "do you really think it's over? Gao Songtao, don't you want to lose your heart and go to help the Su family? Don't forget that you had Gao Songtao's share in that disaster. "

Gao Songtao suddenly stops, turns his head and squints at Cao Xi.

Cao Maoying, the old man standing in front of the door, was suddenly surprised and quickly stood in front of Cao Xi.

In the room, Cao Xi, sitting cross legged, turned her lips and disdained her face.

What about Sword Fairy?

Isn't it because I'm being played by the Cao family?