In just a short time, the entire Zhengtang became in chaos because of the two of them.

Su Qianjue was naturally not surprised to see Qi Zhan resolving that sword god's finger so easily. This is not that the sword god's finger is not strong enough, but the gap in his cultivation level with Qi Zhan. If his cultivation level is comparable, that finger will definitely not be that easy to connect.

"Entertainment Father, you... are you returning to my imagination?" Su Qianjue asked.

But in fact, even if the other party didn't say it, he had roughly guessed it. It wasn't Gui Xuan, the sword god pointed at him, and Qi Zhan wouldn't take it so easily!

Because he himself is already out of his mind! A warrior who is out of the divine realm, who recites the transformation of the gods, is the great master of martial arts!

"Yes, ten years after you went up the mountain, one cool morning, I accidentally returned to my mind."

Qi Zhan pretended to be indifferent, as if the Guixuan Realm was like a rotten street.

Resisting the urge to hit him, Su Qianjue didn't say anything. He reached out and put the hand in the pillar. He put it back in his hand. He found a chair that was not broken and sat down.

At this time, Qi Zhan noticed the ice-blue long sword in Su Qianjue's hand, even its scabbard was full of ice-blue. Qi Zhan's pupils shrank, and his thoughts surged.

At this time, he completely believed in his heart that his adopted son was really put down the mountain. Otherwise, he would not be able to take this sword! Moreover, through the slight battle just now, it was proved that Su Qianjue now has this qualification.

Qi Zhan thought to himself, fortunately, this king was in Guixuan, otherwise it would be a bit troublesome to take down this kid.

"Old Liu, send someone to clean up the place, Qian Jue will follow me to the backyard." Qi Zhan waved his hand to signal the old housekeeper, who nodded and then stepped back.

Only the young and old men were left in the main hall. Qi Zhan's expression began to become serious and he looked at Su Qianjue with a serious face.

"What does it mean to walk on the snow with you?"

"That's what it means."

"The old man didn't say anything?"

"I said it, but it's useless."

"The current martial arts landscape is not that simple."

"The martial arts pattern has nothing to do with me, and the high temple has nothing to do with me." Su Qianjue said lightly.

"I will hand it over to you in the future." Qi Zhan said in a deep voice.

"I am the adopted son. You can find a woman on the street to ask for a biological child."

"You want to piss me to death?" Qi Zhan said angrily.

"You know the reason." Su Qianjue did not deliberately show cynical again, and a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes.

Qi Zhan didn't say anything anymore, sighed and said, "It's big, do whatever you want."

Behind his hands, Qi Zhan turned his back to him and said, "Since you're back, go and see them..."

Su Qianjue was stunned when he heard this, and for a moment, he didn't answer. He stood up straight and walked towards the backyard.

Su Qianjue slowed down and became slower and slower. When he reached the intersection of the backyard, he stopped. He was hesitating, and the sadness on his body became stronger and stronger.

After a long time, Su Qianjue held the sword in his hand tightly and walked in. When he entered the courtyard, he seemed to have replaced the world. The birds and the fragrance of flowers and flowers were cleaned up. A translucent curtain was arranged above the courtyard to block the snowflakes flying in the sky.

In the center of the flower cluster, there is an open space. In the open space, two tombstones stand side by side, one big and one small...

Standing in front of the tombstone, Su Qianjue was silent. Time flies, and it took a full twenty years to turn around.

"Mother...Little sister..." Su Qianjue whispered in a low voice.

Not far behind him, Qi Zhan looked quietly without saying a word, and his thoughts flew back to the snowy night twenty-one years ago.

That night, Qi Zhan was no different from the past, until a pale woman and two children bumped head-on outside the gate of Zhenbei Palace.

"Mother... Qian Jue actually knew one night in your dream, that I am not your biological child...

My little sister is your only daughter, and I am just an abandoned baby you picked up on the way while pregnant at that time. But you never complain. You always treat me as your biological son and raise me up.

And because you never told your little sister, she always thought that I was his closest relative with blood. Of course, I would like to be his eternal brother.

Mother, Qian Jue’s greatest misfortune in this life is being ruthlessly abandoned, and the greatest luck in this life is to become your son and younger sister’s brother.”

In front of the grave, Su Qianjue's handsome cheeks were already covered with tears, and his knees bent and he knelt in front of the tombstone.

"Mother, Qian Jue will never forget the short years that you were by your side. At that time, you, a weak woman, took me and my younger sister all the way, hiding around and hiding, and you didn't know how many continents you hiked across.

It was very hard at that time, and it was just the norm to settle in the wild mountains and forests. Occasionally, when you encounter a dilapidated temple, you feel that it was a gift from God. I have asked you countless times, why do we escape and where do we escape?

Every time you smile and touch my head without saying anything, but I can see the despair and sadness in your eyes. As I grew up a little, gradually, I felt the strangeness in your body.

But I didn’t know that I was young and ignorant at that time. Later, I realized that you have always been extremely poisonous! You were already poisoned before you gave birth to your little sister!"

Su Qian said in deep voice at the slightly larger tombstone, tears gushing like a spring.

"I don't know how you saved my little sister, and how much pain you endured, gave birth to her and took her with me across thousands of miles.

It was you who made me feel the extremely deep maternal love and gave me a well-behaved and cute sister. Mother... Qian Jue misses you..."

Su Qianjue stopped talking and kept kneeling, knowing that the sky was getting darker.

From beginning to end, Qi Zhan stood behind him, sighed and walked forward to support his shoulder, and said to the tombstone.

"Miss Su, Qi Zhan doesn't know what kind of virtue can get you so trust. When you entered the mansion, the poison had already entered the heart. Qi was incompetent and could not save you.

Afterwards, the younger sister had the same symptoms as you, and Qi was still helpless.

Qi Zhan... feel ashamed of you..." Qi Zhan sighed on his back.

"Entertainment Father, you are willing to take us in, bury your mother, and try your best to heal your younger sister. Qian Jue sees all this, and you are already a great kind to us.

You have done well enough that Qian Jue will never forget it in this life." Su Qian Jue knelt down and said to Qi Zhan.

"Actually... the little sister is not dead!" Looking at the boy kneeling at his feet, Qi Zhan's eyes were filled with a hint of unbearableness, hesitated for a moment, and said softly.

"What did you say!" Su Qianjue's originally dull eyes suddenly shone with unprecedented brilliance. He stood up and held Qi Zhan with his hands and said in a trembling voice.

"It's your elder brother. At that time, we thought that medicine would only allow my younger sister to live for another year without any illness.

Ha...... This kid even cheated him. I should have thought that the legend could bring back the dead and borrow his life from heaven. How could the effect of the only five remaining bird sea and sky heart pills in the world be like this?"

"Entertainment Father, are you saying...?"

"Yes, my little sister is indeed lying in the tomb, because she is indeed different from a dead person.

No breathing, no consciousness. If it weren't for your elder brother who wrote a letter from Zhongzhou to tell me the truth after you went up the mountain, I wouldn't know that my younger sister was still alive."

Su Qianjue quickly stood up and looked at the small tomb beside him, stretched out his right palm to lift the tomb, but was stopped by Qi Zhan beside him.

"So what if you lift the tomb now? She still can't wake up, why bother her?"

"But...."

"It's nothing, but your elder brother said, if you want your younger sister to truly survive, go to Zhongzhou to find him and bring your sword!"

Su Qianjue was stunned when he heard the look behind him and silently glanced at Su Xiaomei's tombstone.

Then he suddenly raised the Snow Sword and turned around and walked out of the mansion. Qi Zhan did not stop him, but stood there looking at the two tombstones, constantly recalling the scenes of that year...

Outside the gate of the royal palace, a pale woman fell to the ground and grabbed his thighs and begged hard. The little boy behind her hugged the little girl and covered her eyes with his hands, and kept saying in his mouth that he was not afraid or afraid...
Chapter completed!