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Chapter 161 Bitter Angelica, with a long aftertaste

The warriors who fell on the mountain road were the elite forces of the Xuanyuan family, but they were vulnerable to Xu Zongjia's hands.

The Xuanyuan family dominates the southeast and is roughly divided into several types of people.

The first type is of course the direct lineage of the family born with the surname Xuanyuan. This lineage has Huishan Sanfang as the main trunk. Under the family leader Xuanyuan Guoqi, who has an immortal sword, there are also Xuanyuan Zongzong and Xuanyuan Jingxuan to support their relatives.

Together with the talents from all walks of life who have entered Xuanyuan, they form the branches of the most prosperous martial arts tree in the southeast of the dynasty. These people have the innate advantage of being close to the water. They can go to different places according to their bloodline and their martial arts talents.

The secret book for reading in Qingding Pavilion.

Next is the eagle dog lackey that Xuanyuan raised with both secrets and huge sums of money.

There are two kinds of people here. Those with noble status are ranked as guest ministers and enjoy good treatment in Huishan. Those with humble backgrounds, if their skills are not strong enough, will probably have to work for the Xuanyuan family with their tail between their legs and do some shady things like licking blood from the edge of a knife.

In exchange for a job, Yuan Tingshan would have belonged to this camp if he had not had the same relationship with Xuanyuan Qingfeng, and had to rely on his true skills to get what he wanted.

Then there is the private force carefully cultivated by Xuanyuan. There are two groups as the main force. One group is two hundred cavalry, fifty heavy cavalry that cost countless money, and the relatively cheaper one hundred and fifty light cavalry. The other group is loyal.

The identities of the dead soldiers are complex. They can be warriors or rangers who fled to Huishan for refuge. More often, they are assassins who have been slowly cultivated by Xuanyuan as chess pieces since childhood. Very few people in this category can survive to the age of 30, which shows that

The Xuanyuan family is active in the Southeast Jianghu.

Xu Fengnian, who had arranged the follow-up matters, ignored the elites of the Xuanyuan family and rushed towards Guniu Jiang with Xu Longxiang and others.

Although Xu Zongjia took the first step, he did not directly go to Guniu Jiangdaxueping to watch the battle.

In a messy courtyard, the two women looked at each other. Xuanyuan Qingfeng finally woke up from the shock. His exquisite body left the courtyard door, stood up straight, and looked at the already cold outside the courtyard wall with a complicated look.

The corpse of Xuanyuan Jingxuan.

She has always been praised by her elders as being calm in all major events. She has also lost her ability to think and her mind is blank. No matter how bad his uncle Xuanyuan Jingxuan is, he is still a genuine top martial artist. He has been trained step by step for decades.

He has a Vajra body, which is recognized in Huishan only by his ancestor Xuanyuan Dapan and his grandfather Xuanyuan Guoqi, who is "three-foot Qingfeng embracing the immortal energy". He also claims to have entered the mysterious and mysterious realm of Zhixuan.

Even if you have just entered Zhixuan, so what if your foundation is still unstable? Zhixuan, Jianghu is also called the martial arts world. Only when you reach Zhixuan can you truly become a towering tree standing in the martial arts world. The Taoist master is expected to ascend, and the living Buddha of Shimen will be

It can be transformed into relics, and martial arts practitioners outside the three religions are more vigorous and domineering. They use their strength to prove the Tao, without resorting to external force, and purely use their bodies to resist the mighty catastrophes of heaven. Just thinking about it makes people's blood boil.

How could such an admirable master of the Zhixuan Realm die in the blink of an eye? Or he died at the hands of his father who had been a coward for twenty years and could only study and couldn't hear what was going on outside the window. He was overwhelmed by the things that happened.

Xuanyuan Qingfeng was extremely confused.

Xuanyuan Qingfeng was limited by his mediocre talent and was not suitable for practicing martial arts, but he had read all the secret manuals since he was a child. In addition, he had been used to seeing the moves of masters since he was a child. Especially his photographic memory, his vision was very sophisticated. She could tell.

When facing the enemy, Xuanyuan Jingxuan lost consciousness for a moment, and he wanted to kill him very quickly, but his opponent did not give him this chance at all. There is probably no way to die in peace than this. As a master of Zhixuan, he was faced with someone face to face.

He walked up to him leisurely and killed him with one move.

Xuanyuan Qingfeng's mouth trembled slightly, his face turned pale, and he hesitated to speak, but he still didn't know what to say. However, when he saw his mother turning around and walking towards the house, she finally asked.

"Mom, don't you really want to go to Guniujiang Daxueping?"

Valley irrigation

Chi Lianxia turned to look at her daughter. Even after such a shocking change, her face remained expressionless and her heart was as dry as a well, and she said coldly.

"What are you looking at? Are you looking at how Xuanyuan Jingcheng died on the snowy plain of Guniujiang? Hehe, you are just asking for your own death!"

Xuanyuan Qingfeng has always been disrespectful and disgusted with his father Xuanyuan Jingcheng. He thinks that he is too weak and can be bullied, and is a complete loser. He only reads books every day and does not pay attention to the commotion outside the house. Therefore, for many years

Xuanyuan Jingcheng has never been called daddy. Girls all hope that their father will be an upright man, not a coward who only tolerates it. Now Xuanyuan Jingcheng has finally revealed his own style,

Xuanyuan Qingfeng rarely admitted that Xuanyuan Jingcheng was his father and said hesitantly.

"Dad, since you can kill Xuanyuan Jingxuan, doesn't it mean you can't kill...?"

Chi Lianxia had a faint smile on her face and said coldly.

"So what? Today's Xuanyuan Jingcheng is no longer the Xuanyuan Jingcheng we mother and daughter knew. Do I have to shed tears all day long, beg hard, beg for his forgiveness as if my intestines are green with regret, and then be with him?"

How about we treat each other like guests on this Huishan Mountain and grow old together beautifully?"

Xuanyuan Qingfeng burst into tears, yes, what can I do if I go? Can I change what has happened? No, but Xuanyuan Qingfeng still persisted and asked.

"Mom, do you really not feel sorry for me at all?"

Chi Lianxia smiled, but with a hint of exhaustion and numbness on her face, she said softly.

"I don't know how to feel distressed for a long time. Qingfeng, if you want to go to Daxueping, go alone. Mom wants to be alone and quiet!"

Xu Zongjia suddenly appeared in the courtyard. Xuanyuan Qingfeng looked at the handsome man who suddenly appeared. A flash of memory flashed in her eyes. She had met this man in the river. At that time, he was standing next to Xu Fengnian, as if he was

Xu Fengnian's companion, she retreated in front of Chi Lianxia on alert, but did not dare to act rashly. Xu Zongjia's sudden appearance showed his profound cultivation. She and her mother were definitely not his opponents, so they would just wait and see what happens.

Xu Zongjia glanced at the cold and charming woman, and then at the dashing Xuanyuan Qingfeng. He ignored the two of them and walked straight to a place in the corridor, where dozens of jars of aged wines were piled up. Although this pile of aged wines

They are piled together, but the years of each jar are different.

The name of the wine is Angelica, which is mixed with Huishan old tea leaves before the rain and cinnamon seeds picked every Mid-Autumn Festival. The color of the wine is golden and transparent with a hint of green. The aroma of the wine is both tea and cinnamon. It is slightly bitter in the mouth. Savor it carefully.
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