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Chapter One Hundred and Ninety Five Two Months(1/2)

 Feng Jiuxuan was in trouble and left, leaving Xu Yuan who was messy in the wind.

The killer move he was proud of at this stage was actually simulated after being looked at.

He was a little unacceptable.

Although he already knew that "Cangyuan" in his previous life was just the tip of the iceberg of this world, the Blood Yuan Heart Fallen Art is at least the only blood-colored technique.

Why do you feel like you're going to be in a mess now?

Compared with Xu Yuan's surprise, the remaining two people in the hall seemed to be familiar with each other.

Xu Changge learned swords from Feng Jiuxuan in his early years.

After decades, Xu Yinhe naturally had a very clear understanding of the strength of his brother-in-law.

Sitting down again, Xu Yinhe looked at Xu Yuan who was still doubting his life and said:

"Changtian, you don't have to be too surprised."

Xu Yuan came back to his senses when he heard the sound and smiled awkwardly:

"Father, uncle can imitate other people's sword skills with just one glance?"

Xu Changge chuckled:

"Your sword skills are quite powerful, but your cultivation is too low."

Xu Yuan looked back at Xu Changge:

"What's the meaning?"

Xu Changge was very patient at this time:

"When you are circulating Qi, the meridians that have flowed are useless to my uncle. Moreover, your sword does not contain the Tao, it is just a regular move. What's the difficulty to imitate it?"

Xu Yuan seemed to understand but he asked:

"Simple. So can you?"

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Xu Changge pretended not to hear it, walked back to his seat and sat down.

Xu Yuan was a little nervous and laughed out loud.

The sword technique of Blood Mo Yu is still a bit tricky, at least Xu Changge can't imitate it.

Feng Jiuxuan, known as the Sword Saint, is not too shameful to use it.

After thinking for a moment, Xu Yuan walked to the desk and sat down, changed into a wine glass and took a sip of it:

"Xu Changge, my uncle said to teach me kendo, what exactly does it mean?"

He was a little curious and looked forward to it.

Xu Changge glanced at Xu Yuan, neither cold nor indifferent:

"You will know naturally when my uncle comes back."

"Tsk, I'm quite revengeful." Xu Yuan murmured in a low voice: "I deserve to be alone for the rest of my life."

"Click--"

The handle of the chair was crushed by Xu Changge.

Xu Yuan didn't say anything, looked at the father on the main seat, and then glanced at Xu Changge in a sign of style.

Xu Yinhe had a smile on his eyes and was fair:

"Changge, your personality should indeed be changed."

Xu Yuan's voice was serious and he echoed:

"Xu Changge, such a small family really doesn't know how they like you. They have been guarding you outside the city for a month and a half."

Xu Yinhe glanced at his eldest son in surprise when he heard this:

"Chang Ge, what does Chang Tian mean?"

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Xu Changge let go of his hand and was about to speak, but Xu Yuan interrupted directly:

"Father, don't you know? Xu Changge should have had feelings for others while traveling."

When Xu Yinhe heard this, his always calm face appeared with a rare hesitation, and his voice also had a hint of hesitation:

"Which girl is it?"

Seeing this, Xu Changge immediately said:

"Father, I will handle my own affairs, you"

"It's the little Tianshi Master of the Tianshi Sect."

"." Xu Yinhe opened his mouth and stared at Xu Changge with a strange expression.

"." Xu Changge.

"Father, that little Tianshi is not a man, he is an older sister."

Xu Changge took a deep breath and his fists were clenched:

"Before my uncle comes back, I can teach you some common sense in swordsmanship."

Force threat? Force threat is the most incompetent manifestation.

Xu Yuan sneered in his heart and changed his words:

"Father, children and grandchildren have their own blessings, since he is the eldest brother."

"Okay."

Xu Yinhe waved his hand, pondered for a few breaths, and seemed to have made some decision, looking at his eldest son:

"Chang Ge, if you want, you can go to the Tianshi Sect for your father"

Xu Changge directly interrupted Xu Yinhe's words, shook his head, his eyes very firm:

"Father, I know my affairs myself."

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Hearing this,

Xu Yinhe's eyes when he looked at Xu Changge became a little complicated.

Marriage is nothing, but the marriage between the Prime Minister's Mansion and the Tianshi Sect is very involved.

One attitude, one compromise.

If you want to bind the Tianshi Sect to the chariot of the Prime Minister's Mansion, it will cost a huge price, and may even affect other layouts, and what you end up with may be nothing.

Xu Changge can see this very thoroughly, so he cannot influence the overall situation for his own selfish desires.

Xu Yuan, who was standing beside him, suddenly smiled and said:

"The Heavenly Master Sect is the authentic Xuanmen Sect. Even if they want to clear the sect in the future, they will most likely not help each other."

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The words fell silent.

The atmosphere did not ease, but became a little solemn.

Xu Yinhe and Xu Changge suddenly looked at him at the same time.

Facing two gazes, Xu Yuan asked a little embarrassedly:

"What's wrong?"

Silently counting breaths,

Xu Yinhe asked word by word:

"Changtian, how can you be sure that the Tianshi Sect will be neutral? Just because of their tribute to the court?"

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After hearing this, Xu Yuan reacted instantly.

In the eyes of the Prime Minister's Office, perhaps the Tianshi Sect seems to be a target that can be fought for now, but who knows that they will not pretend?

Xuanmen Authentic

The Wanxiang Sect is also the nominal Xuanmen Authentic Sect.

If he hadn't happened to break through the massacre of the Wanxiang Sect, the Wanxiang Sect would probably have become well-known now.

Thinking of this, Xu Yuan said seriously:

"Father, when I was traveling, I saw with my own eyes that the people in Dayingzhou are prosperous and strong, and the local people also love the Tianshi Sect very much."

Xu Yinhe nodded, his eyes calm:
To be continued...
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