[Comprehensive Master Chu Liuxiang Mobile Games] The Taoist priest is crossing

Chapter 26

Lu Xiaofeng is still very reliable in critical moments.

When Yan Qingping arrived at Huamanlou's small building, Lu Xiaofeng was already waiting for him.

"Qingping!" Lu Xiaofeng was a little serious, "What did you say in your letter?"

"The deputy steward of Wanmei Villa suddenly appeared, and Jun Xuan was taken away, and all his escorts disappeared, it's that simple." Yan Qing said expressionlessly.

"Brother Hua, I'm sorry for implicating your people." Seeing Hua Manlou, Yan Qingping showed a bit of apology on his face—it happened to the Hua family to escort his son.

"Don't say that, Daoist, it's because I didn't take good care of Junxuan." Hua Manlou sighed, "I deliberately let people make a big fanfare under the banner of the Hua family, and walked the official road all the way...I didn't expect to be able to do so under my nose Something happened. If I had known earlier, I would have gone together..." He didn't follow because he wanted to stay here to provide information and other help to Lu Xiaofeng and Yan Qingping who were far away, who knew that something would happen?

"How can you blame Brother Hua?" Yan Qingping sighed, "It's Junxuan, why do you want to go back all of a sudden?"

"This child..." Hua Manlou was full of embarrassment when he mentioned this matter, "He said that he had thought about his own path and wanted to tell you. He guessed that you would definitely go home first, so he wanted to go back early and wait You, let you see him for the first time..."

Yan Qingping fell silent.After a while he asked again: "Does Miss Xiuqing know?"

"I probably don't know. There was a commotion inside Emei, and no one could pick up the burden of being the head. Mrs. Sun couldn't let go of her old relationship, and felt guilty for Emei, so she rushed back." Hua Manlou said, this is also a good thing news.

"Qingping, what are you going to do?" Lu Xiaofeng asked him.

"Go to Wanmei Villa!" Yan Qingping said firmly.

"Qingping, we deduced where they disappeared based on the time when they lost contact. But we sent people to investigate, but found that no one had any impression of this team. The last news about them was told by a young general guarding the city gate. Said, I remember that they entered the city seven days ago, and they lost their impression after that.” Hua Manlou was very worried, “I think the matter is not simple, with such a large group of people, how could the people in the city have no impression of it? ?”

"That's right, Qingping, it may not be the people from Wanmei Villa who did it." Lu Xiaofeng also said, "Since they can make others lose their impression, they may not be able to mislead others. So we can't simply conclude that he did it. "

"Go to Wanmei Villa." Yan Qingping said firmly, "Even if their people didn't do it, and Ximen Chuuxue's son is lost, how can they remain indifferent?" The people of Wanmei Villa have been providing help to Junxuan and the others. , which shows that Ximen Chuuxue still has a sense of responsibility for his son even if he no longer has "feelings".

"And... I still think that it was the deputy manager of Wanmei Villa who did it." Because he trusted Fang Siming, not only his people, but also his ability and talent. Since it was Fang Siming's confirmed news, then he would There is no reason to doubt.

"I really want to trouble Brother Lu, introduce me to the owner of Ximen Manor."

What else could Lu Xiaofeng say?

He stroked his mustache: "Then let's go."

Yan Qingping finally showed a smile.

Speeding up all the way, they finally arrived at Wanmei Villa in Saibei.

how to say?The traffic in this era was backward, and when they arrived, it had officially entered winter.

Wanmei Villa lives up to its name, surrounded by fiery red plum blossoms.Generally, plum blossoms don't bloom in early winter, but the plum blossoms here are in full bloom, and they are incomparably brilliant. The whole air is filled with the elegant fragrance of plum blossoms.

Wanmei Villa didn't see any visitors at night, and they arrived here before sunset.

The old housekeeper of Wanmei Villa opened the door for them and welcomed them in politely.

"The owner heard that Mr. Lu is coming here, so he is ready to entertain guests." The old man sighed, "Since the madam and the young master have left, the owner has become more and more cold. It is rare that Mr. Lu can Let him come out... Mr. Lu, the old man is a bit more, you are the only friend he recognizes for so many years. Although the owner has made himself heartless and ruthless in pursuit of the way of the sword, he is a person after all, not a sword Ah... Mr. Lu is free, let's come and see the owner..."

Maybe all the old people in the world are so talkative?

Yan Qingping's eyes were empty, listening to the old housekeeper babbling while leading them inside, he suddenly remembered the phrase "I am a killer. I have no feelings."

……

If it weren't for the loss of his son, he would have laughed.

But Ximen Chuuxue is not a killer, and he doesn't necessarily have feelings.You know, in the Lu Xiaofeng series, the last book is actually called "Sword God Smile".It's obviously not Ximen Chuuxue's special show, but this book is called by this name.And in the end, Ximen Chuuxue did indeed smile.

Still the kind of laugh out loud.

As early as in "Silver Hook Gambler", Ximen Chuuxue was already a sword god.And "Sword God Smile" even said that Ximen Chuuxue left and gave birth to a wife.But at that time, Ximen Chuuxue still made an exception for Lu Xiaofeng, and even came out with "Sword God Smile".

So, is the Ximen Chuuxue they are going to meet next, still the same as before, with a trace of humanity left?

Ximen Chuuxue didn't meet them in any formal place - originally, not to mention that Lu Xiaofeng is his good friend, the sword god who has already detached himself probably doesn't care about these details.

Yan Qingping finally met the legendary sword god, the father of his son, in a small garden in Wanmei Villa.

How should I put it... The moment Yan Qingping saw him, he thought that what he saw was not a person, but a sword.

White clothes are like snow, people are like ice.There is no black scabbard sword, only Ximen Chuuxue standing still.

When seeing Ximen Xiaoxue for the first time, Yan Qingping felt that the child's eyes probably followed his father's.Looking at it now, it really is.

Ximen Fuxue has a handsome face.But when you see him, it's definitely not that aggressive face that you notice.

It was the cold sword energy.

Every inch of his skin, every strand of hair reveals the aura of "sword".

Yan Qingping looked at him, and suddenly thought of Xiao Shuhan, the head of his family.Although Xiao Shuhan was born suitable for practicing the ruthless way, his aura was not like that either.Wudang's ruthlessness actually coincides with the laws of heaven and earth. "The world is not benevolent, and all things are treated as dogs." Under the sky, all things are equal.Ruthless is precisely the acme of affection, great love, and nature.Therefore, although the head is cold, the aura around him is not intimidating.

Yes, Yan Qingping no longer cared about why he had an impression of Xiao Shuhan even though he had never met him.Anyway, there are only a few possibilities, and the boat will go straight when it reaches the bridge.

But Ximen Chuuxue was not.His "ruthless way" is probably really ruthless.Cut off all emotions and cultivate yourself into a sword.

Heaven and earth, unique people.

Heaven and earth, a unique sword.

Yan Qingping began to suspect that Wanmei Villa's care for Xiao Junxuan was all done by the old housekeeper.

"Ximen!" Lu Xiaofeng greeted him happily, "Ximen, let me introduce you, this is..."

"I know." Ximen Chuuxue interrupted him.

"Daoist Chuyun. I also know why you are here." He said calmly, his phoenix eyes, which were exactly the same as Ximen Junxuan's, looked in their direction, but it seemed that he didn't see anything.The sound is like the cold pool of Huashan Mountain in the twelfth lunar month of winter, icy and bone-chilling.

"It was done by my deputy manager. I just found out that he is not mine." He still explained coldly.

"Then who is behind him?" Lu Xiaofeng asked in surprise.Who would have thought that Wanmei Villa, the Sword God, would have spies?

This time, Ximen Chuuxue was silent.

He and Yan Qingping, who was also expressionless, looked at each other for a while, and a humanized expression suddenly appeared on his face.

He looked a little helpless and sighed.

"It's my father's man."

Lu Xiaofeng: ...What's going on, is Ximen's family popular with his father and son at odds?

But Yan Qingping remembered a second setting in martial arts.

Ximen Chuuxue's father would not be...

Lu Xiaofeng asked: "Then why did Uncle Ximen take away your son, his grandson?"

"Because he wanted his son to inherit his family business."

"Is his son unwilling?"

"Yes."

"So he kidnapped his grandson?"

"Yes."

Yan Qingping: Long live, this damn ancient dragon dialogue...

Lu Xiaofeng couldn't laugh or cry: "Uncle Ximen is really a strange person..."

He turned to look at Yan Qingping: "But you can rest assured that Xiaoxue is not in danger."

Yes, he was just snatched away by his unscrupulous grandfather.

Yan Qingping was strangely silent for a while, feeling that he already knew who this unscrupulous grandfather was.

"I'm going to find Junxuan." He looked at Ximen Chuuxue, and deliberately pronounced the word "Junxuan" perfectly, "My son has the right to choose the life he wants."

This child...it is because he has identified his own path that he wants to come back early to see him earlier.

How could he live up to the child's dependence?

Ximen Chuuxue looked at him quietly for a while.

Finally he said, "I'll go with you."

"Go to Ximen Junxuan." He used the name Junxuan.

"Where are you going?" Lu Xiaofeng asked.

"The Rakshasa Sect of the Western Regions."

The last voice was not from Ximen Chuuxue.Not to mention Lu Xiaofeng who asked the question.It wasn't Yan Qingping who guessed who he was looking for.

Whose would it be?

This voice was obviously a male voice, but it carried a female's femininity.This is a kind of euphemism, but also a unique charm.He used a slow tone, but everyone who heard this voice felt their ears being scratched.

When Yan Qingping heard this voice, an expression suddenly appeared on his always indifferent face.

Delighted expression.

"Brother Siming?!"