Dark river, base camp.

"I just received the news that Zhang Liang has arrived in the south of the Yangtze River. According to the intelligence they got in Xueyue City, they are planning to go to the overseas fairy mountains to avoid disaster.

Who among you will go to Dongji and bring back his head?"

"Everyone, sir, Qida is willing to go."

"Okay, but you're not enough.

Mu Yu, this time you go with Qida!"

"yes."

"This time, the future of Underwater is in your hands."

"I will definitely live up to your parents' trust!"

…

Wushuang City, City Lord's Mansion.

"Wushuang, stop practicing and come out with me later."

"Master!"

Wushuang stopped and turned around to see Song Yanhui holding the Water-Breaking Sword.

"Master, are you going to challenge Xue Yue Sword Immortal again?"

"If you don't go, you won't be willing to go!"

What's more, the younger generation in the world is becoming more and more powerful now.

If I don’t go, I’m afraid I will regret it for the rest of my life.”

"Can you be as powerful as me?"

"I was in Yixiantian a few days ago, King Chi...ahem, it's okay."

As he said this, Song Yanhui seemed to have thought of it and paused quickly.

"Master, what did you say?"

"I mean, this trip, you come with me!"

"Okay, but, master, what did you just say?

Is there really someone better than me?"

"You just heard wrong about Wuying."

"Master, although my memory is not good, I can still remember the way you looked around when you lied."

"No, Wushuang, you are too worried."

"Master, if you don't tell me, someone will tell me.

Besides, if you don’t tell me, I won’t be in the mood to practice sword practice.”

"Okay!" Song Yanhui sighed and said reluctantly: "I wonder, Wushuang, do you still remember Zhang Liang?"

"Zhang Liang.

I remember that he seemed to be a businessman. I remember that his things were very special and could make sounds.

By the way, I still have his famous tattoo!"

Scratching his head, Wushuang took out a business card from his arms.

"That's him. A few days ago in Xiantian, he killed the Red King with one sword.

At that time, the sword energy was so high that even Luo Qingyang was moved by it."

Song Yanhui's intention was very obvious, fearing that it would be a blow to Wushuang.

"Does the Lone Sword Immortal value you?"

"yes!"

"Master, it's okay.

He, a businessman, can become a swordsman, so naturally I can too."

Wushuang didn't care, because he remembered that Zhang Liang was not a swordsman.

There is no sword intent in him.

Even if you become a swordsman, you can't be his opponent.

"Okay, you are indeed my disciple, Song Yanhui.

I didn't tell you before because I was afraid that your mood would be affected.

I followed my old path, and now it seems that I made a fuss out of a molehill."

"Master, don't worry! Give me a year and I can become a swordsman."

"Master believes in you, let's go!"

…

"Xiao Qianluo, I didn't name these two swords.

Now that they have taken shape, it's time to give them a name.

In the future, he will become famous all over the world and be included in the famous sword manual.

It doesn’t work without a name.”

"Ms. sir, what do you call it?"

After hearing this, Sikong Qianluo asked about Zhang Liang.

"Well, let's call him Qianluo!"

"Ah! No, no.

It’s called Qianluo, what have I become?”

"Because of this, I can hold you in the palm of my hand."

In an instant, Sikong Qianluo's cheeks turned red.

"Ignore you!"

With a hint of shyness, Sikong Qianluo ran away quickly.

"Senior, please forgive me!"

After saying that, the young man quickly chased after him.

In the original place, only Li Suwang, Hua Jin and Yaya were left.

Yaya:……

…

Night, inside the living room.

The young man and Qian Luo were waiting slightly anxiously outside.

At this moment, dinner has been eaten.

In the room, Hua Jin is helping Yaya treat her illness.

Although there was almost no risk, in this situation, the young man still felt a little anxious.

After a while, Hua Jin led Yaya out.

"Don't worry, once a day, you can recover in seven days. There is no danger."

"Thank you, Senior Sister. This is Zhang Liang's thoughtful thought."

"I've already called you Senior Aunt, so this time it's free."

"The meeting gift I gave to my aunt at that time was nothing. It was just two medical books."

After taking the medical book and flipping through it, Hua Jin said sternly: "Ahem, I won't do this next time!"

…

It was late at night, and Yaya was fast asleep.

Perhaps because the news of their marriage had not yet come, King Li Su arranged two rooms.

Tonight, Zhang Liang and Yaya are together.

Sikong Qianluo was in a room alone.

"I wonder if my husband will..."

Lying on the bed, Sikong Qianluo turned over and over, feeling a little sleepless.

Zhang Liang's room was not far from her, and she could hear even the slightest sound.
To be continued...