"It should rain too."

As if to confirm his words, the raindrops fell from the sky, one big drop, one big drop, making a dark round mark on the gray tile. The rain was blown by the wind and poured over the house piece by piece. In the rain, a gray figure approached quickly and stopped not far from them.

The visitor coughed twice.

Qiu Bodeng tilted his head lazily: "What are you doing? Elder Tao."

"Elder Jun asked me to bring Tai Yijian with you."

Elder Tao Rong raised the sword box he was holding.

"It's fixed? So fast?" Qiu Bodeng finally straightened up and didn't bother to go down.

Tai Yijian did not move at all.

Qiu Bodeng raised his eyebrows: "I've repaired my self-esteem and come back... Okay, Taiyi! Come here!"

Tai Yijian came in response.

Elder Tao Rong, who took Tai Yijian in his arms all the way, respectfully:...

Has there been any change from "Come from Broken Sword" to "Come from Taiyi"? It turns out that as the number one sword in the world, Tai Yijian, your self-esteem is so satisfying?

Elder Tao Rong was speechless, and simply looked away, his eyes fell on the umbrella holder next to Qiu Bodeng. After pondering for a while, he saluted: "Can you talk to your Excellency alone?"

Shi Wu Luo glanced at him.

"I'm going to see what the hell Fatty Zuo and the others are up to." Qiu Bodeng pressed his shoulders, "Let's talk."

Without waiting for Shi Wuluo to speak, he went straight back to the attic.

Shi Wu Luo closed his umbrella and stood up.

Across the heavy rain curtain, Elder Tao Rong felt that he was staring at him indifferently, that feeling was like being pointed at by the blade of a knife, and the coldness was filled with fierce hostility and murderous intent. In this world, only Qiu Bodeng would think that he is a young man who is easily at a loss, or in other words, he only looks like a living person in front of Qiu Bodeng.

In addition, he is a knife, a knife that is hostile and murderous to everyone for some reason. "I remember you," Shi Wuluo said, "you have been to the real city of undead, you have also seen the Ding of Wanzu, and you have also been to the southern border."

"It is our honor to be able to remind you, but this is not the place to talk," Elder Tao Rong suppressed his instinctive chill and bowed slightly, "Your Excellency, please come this way."

The rain gradually increased, shrouding Zhunan in gloom.

The sea stopped, but the bell rang.

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When Qiu Bodeng entered Wanghai Pavilion, he heard Zuo Yuesheng angrily scolding his father, starting from not giving him a single penny, not even giving him a single change, and turning over old accounts until he accidentally broke his mother's Bronze mirror, push him to the top... He scolded emotionally, and his wonderful words were frequent.

Lu Jing poured wine for him and added fuel to the fire: "What your father is doing is not a human affairs."

"That's right!" Zuo Yuesheng slammed the table into the sky, "Does he really think he is a decent gentleman? I bah, I'm not a good person, and he has the face to accuse me of being crooked! Inherit his private treasury, see if I am willing to call him 'Dad' no!"

"Father's love is like a landslide, and son's filial piety is like a torrential rain." Qiu Bodeng commented.

Zuo Yuesheng thought that Lu Jing poured the wine slowly, grabbed the bottle, drained it in one gulp, and slammed the bottle on the table with a "bang": "He has two faces by himself, and complained to my mother at night, He scolded a group of old immortals with orange peels and bitter melon faces to the point of being bloody, and even when they met in the daytime, they would slap their hands and laugh hypocritically, one junior and one late nephew. You want me to also call those undead grandpas. My grandfather's grave is three feet tall, and they also want to be my grandfather's company?"

Lou Jiang's eyes jumped when he heard it, and he thought that if the words of the young pavilion were spread out, the news of "Shanhai Pavilion infighting" would be heard the next day.

"My father is not the same as your father, but the feeling is similar," Lu Jing felt the same. "If he is going to be his saint, why should he care about me being a villain."

Based on his status as a fox and dog friend, Qiu Bodeng felt that he should also go along and say something.

It's a pity that he searched his memory. He has two lives, and the part about his parents is poor and limited... Well, it's basically equal to "zero", while the rest of the elders seem to be obedient and doted to the point of outrageous, want to say Coming out won't give any consolation to Fatty Zuo... I have to pour wine for this aggrieved and rebellious Fatty.

"And the boy Ying Yuqiao, because he has an immortal grandfather, and he has such a little talent for cultivation, he is as arrogant as his eyes grow to the top of his forehead... My father even wants me to shout He said in response to senior brother, senior brother is a fart, I want to be his uncle!" Zuo Yuesheng patted his thigh and patted a thousand layers of meat waves, "Hey, he even led people to block me, one by one' Xiang Shaoge master Ask him for a lesson or two', he's sure I know his heart, isn't this sincere he wants to beat me up? I'm crazy to ask him for a lesson or two!"

"It's really bad!" Lu Jing scolded, "This surname Ying really has a black heart. Isn't it obvious that he wants to lose your face? This can be tolerated, you should let him be beaten!"

"I also wanted to find someone to beat him, but unfortunately Lou Jiang hadn't entered Shanhai Pavilion at that time, so he was barely the first in the younger generation of Shanhai Pavilion..." Zuo Yuesheng sighed regretfully, "So I had to buy Honglan Street. The girl who repackaged his clothes during his overnight stay."

Qiu Bodeng let out a "huh" and asked curiously, "Why are you packing his clothes? Do you put fleas in the clothes?"

"It's too trivial to let fleas go, right?" Zuo Yuesheng simply dismissed it, "I heard that there is a kind of cloth called 'night velvet'. I went to find this kind of cloth, and made him a dozen of the clothes he wears on weekdays. You can basically guess when it rains and when there is thunder in Zhunan... Hehe, and then, On a certain day of thunder and lightning, everyone clearly saw Ying Yuqiao, the eldest son of Ying, running naked/running in the street... Ha! That ass is white enough."