Few people in the Tang Sect guess what the old man is thinking. //Welcome to read //On the one hand, it is because it is useless. The old man only cares about your strength, ability, and potential. In Tangjiabao, tricks such as posing for horses and catering are like fiddling with dolls in a wolf pack, as boring as a player’s wine.

And the most important thing is that few people can guess the old man’s thoughts.

When the old master announced that it was his turn to select inner disciples of their generation, Tang Qingxiao had only one voice in his heart: Finally, this day was waiting for it.

This is the first step to becoming a famous disciple of the Tang family and becoming a peerless hidden weapon. In the Tang family, only the best disciples in every room can receive personal teaching from the old master and the old lady, and they will eventually become the backbone of the Tang family, and the best among them are the protagonists of countless legends about the Tang family.

Tang Qingxia never thought he would lose the election. According to convention, there is one quota for each room, no matter how many people there are in this room. And he is the only one left in the four rooms. What's more, he is also the most talented, hardest-working disciples of the Tang family, and the most passionate and purest in the Tang family. If he can't be selected, who else can be selected?

Even if there is a new brother now, this brother seems to be quite caring for the old master, but Tang Qingxiao still has absolute confidence in the position of this inner disciple. Even if he is indeed talented in martial arts, the so-called xing style is definitely not worthy of being a real Tang family. The old master is just using him to inspire other disciples in the family.

Moreover, this brother was not interested in the identity of an inner disciple. Even after receiving the order from the old master, they asked them to go out for three months to walk for the assessment. Tang Gongzheng just found a small town outside Tangjiabao and started drinking and listening to operas, then traveled around and tasted various Shuzhou snacks everywhere.

So Tang Qingxiao was really confident. Even if his actions failed in the Tianhuo Sect branch and he did not steal the stone egg containing the Vermilion Bird Spiritual Fire, he was not too worried. He believed that the quota of this inner disciple must belong to him, just like the sun must be bright and the night must be dark.

But in fact, the sun is not bright, and it may not necessarily be dark at night.

When Tang Qingxiao returned to Tangjiabao, he just met his brother Tang Gongzheng who was also back and was carried back. It turned out that when he went to Lushui City in the south of Shuzhou to taste the sauce beef and Jiujiuxian wine, an inexplicable epidemic was emerging in the Lushui City. Dozens of young and strong men and women died of illness. He took a whim to investigate and found that these men and women were all murdered by others with medicine, and they were not really dead. It was a kind of fake death that ordinary people could not distinguish. Those who were buried by their family as corpses would be secretly dug up in a few miles apart.

After going out, he found the main hall of the Magic Sect sect hidden in the city. The men and women were all treated as blood food for monsters. They didn't even inform other people in the righteous path or Tang Sect. He directly carried his Xuanyang sword and broke into the Phantom Demon Sect. He killed the corpse mountain and the sea of ​​blood, and the heads rolled, forcing the leader of the Phantom Demon Sect to flee in a panic with the demon wolf raised by human blood. He ignored his serious injuries and chased him to the Golden Top of Emei. He killed the Phantom Demon Sect and the Demon Wolf together, and then fell to the ground with all his strength.

This battle shocked Shuzhou from black and white. In the end, the battle at Emei Golden Peak attracted several leaders of the righteous to come and look at each other. The name of Tang Gongzheng resounded throughout Shuzhou. So he could not wait until Tang Gongzheng recovered from his injuries. The old man announced that this time the inner disciple of the fourth room was him.

When Tang Qingxiao first heard the news, she was completely stunned and it took her a long time to come back to her senses.

He couldn't believe that the old man would choose an inner disciple who had no taste in the Tang Sect and had no brains to do things, and he had no intention of doing things. That action was just caused by his own excitement. Will the Tang Sect still care about the reputation of the right way that is not painful? What is his hard work, wishes, and sweat for so many years?

What's more, he could vaguely guess that the Phantom Demon Sect might be a force cultivated secretly in the sect. Tangjiabao has been operating a news network in Shuzhou for hundreds of years, and a branch of the Demon Cult is lurking in it for decades. How could it be unconscious? It is even possible that it is simply an affiliation to a certain house. Tang Gongzheng made such a fuss, and this secret force is undoubtedly useless.

But that's how it was, the old man actually took him into his inner disciple.

Why? Why?

These two sentences kept circling in Tang Qingxiao's head, occupying everything. He seemed to be trapped in the dream constructed by these two sentences all day long. He was dissatisfied, he couldn't understand, he couldn't accept it. Finally, in the ancestral hall, the old man officially gave the selected people to his inner disciples, and he suddenly roared: I don't agree, why?

The old man never needs to explain why, let alone why. But he dared to roar at the old man in the ancestral hall, but this kind of disobedience is not needed to explain. The old man just frowned, and two uncles who couldn't even see the appearance jumped out and stopped Tang Qing's chuck. What was waiting for him was the same family law as before that he punished Tang Gongzheng - a three-month water prison.

Why didn’t the old man even move his fingers when he treated me? This was the only thought in Tang Qingxiao at that time.

The water prison is very dark. Except for the little food delivered a little light every day, it is pitch black all the time. It can’t be seen day and night, and nothing is so dark that Tang Qing chuckles will be angry and crying, but soon he loses the strength. Half of the time every day, the ice water soaks in the throat is enough to soak any person’s anger, and does not use all the strength to maintain his awakeness and resist this coldness. Human thinking and vitality will soon be swallowed and assimilated by this darkness and coldness.

Three months later, when Tang Qingxiao was lifted out of the water prison, he only breathed a sigh of relief. At this time, no one could see any trace of anger and injustice on his face, but it did not disappear, but was pressed into the deepest part of his heart by the darkness and coldness of the past three months. It compressed and solidified into a dark and sticky thing, lurking there quietly like oil underground.

After he came back, Tang Qingxia didn't say anything to anyone, but just quietly left Tangjiabao alone.

Perhaps it was a coincidence that Tang Gongzheng was sent to other places by the old man that day. So Tang Qingxiao didn't see Tang Gongzheng, and didn't know if there would be any changes in this brother who had been taken into the inner disciple and had become the mainstay of the Tang family. Occasionally he would imagine that the dark, sticky, and unspeakable thing that followed would also surge up, submerging everything.

After six years, when he saw this elder brother again, Tang Qingxiao realized that he had not changed at all.

Although he looked very embarrassed, his beard was unshaven and his sloppy appearance almost made people unable to see his original appearance, but when he spoke, he was completely in line with the shadow in his mind. This was still the same from the perspective of the Tang family's children, who was completely mindless. He didn't know the so-called illegitimate son, Tang Gongzheng.

No, now he is an inner disciple taught by Mr. Tang himself. He represents the fourth young master of the Tang family, Tang Gongzheng, who is from the fourth house of Tangjiabao. He also comes up with this idea, and the dark and coldness in Tang Qingxiao's heart.

"Shuzhou Tangjiabao...The fourth young master Tang Gongzheng..."

The voice of General Lin's escort head was trembling. It was not fear. It was just that the simple awe and excitement reached the extreme. As a general leader who was walking in the world, the news must be well-versed. He naturally knew the name of the fourth young master of the Tang Sect for a long time. For this small escort agency struggling to survive in the world, the children of the famous aristocratic families are like tigers in the eyes of ants, which are simply looking up to another world.

And the tiger actually rescued the ant. It is easy to understand how difficult the ant's look up and excitement was to be on its own. Everyone in the escort agency could not suppress the surprise and excitement on their faces. Only Tang Qingxiao had no expression on his face.

The panicked horse thieves around him retreated like water. Gong Tang walked towards the crowd of the escort agency that seemed to be stunned. His eyes first swept around everyone, then stopped on Lin Xiaoyan, and finally fell on Tang Qingxiao, smiling: "What a gentle and virtuous little girl, the young man has good sword skills and good vision."

Lin Xiaoyan's face was as blushed as a ripe apple. The head of the General Lin on the side immediately clasped her fists and bowed: "Lin Shengzhi, the head of the General Erectile Dysfunction Bureau in Xuzhou, thank you for your help this time. The great kindness and virtue will never forget you. I have heard that the name of the Tang family in Shuzhou is well-known, and I know it at first sight."

"Forget it, I'll be spared if I'm polite to the world. But I can't stand the horse thieves who use the crowd to bully the weak." Tang Gongzheng waved his hand and smiled.

"The Fourth Young Master is extraordinary, and it is true that only a great hero can do it. This is the true style of a family." President Lin sighed. This is really not flattery, but he really thought so. Even if he had seen this man who stuttered noodles at a street stall before, this man is now as sloppy and casual as before. But if the same person is the same, with different identities, he will give people a completely different feeling, especially when these people are used to looking up.

Gongzheng Tang didn't care, he just looked at Tang Qing chuckled, but there was no unnecessary thing in his eyes and expressions. He seemed to be simply interested in the young swordsman, asking: "This little brother's swordsmanship looks very spiritual and extraordinary. I wonder which school of masters is from which school?"

"I practiced it myself." Tang Qingxiao looked at him coldly, with nothing unnecessary in his eyes.

"A Xiao is an escort in our escort agency. He only started practicing swords five years ago. He figured out all his sword skills by himself. Even the head of the Penglai Sword Sect had seen his talent for using swords. "The head of the President Lin joined in and explained to Tang Gongzheng without any chance. "A Xiao was seriously injured before and was saved by my little girl. He forgot everything before, and Xingzi was a little cold and weird, and he was like this to everyone. Before, the head of the Penglai Sword Sect wanted to accept him as his disciple, he didn't go. Please don't be surprised."

Of course, Tang Gongzheng was not used to it, but he was stunned for a moment and nodded repeatedly: "Only his own sword technique is good. It is rare for the little brother to understand this."

Except for Tang Qingxiao, everyone couldn't help but be moved. Although they had known that the young escort in their escort agency was extremely talented, the meaning of being recognized by the fourth young master of the Tang sect was completely different. It turns out that there was such a far-reaching reason why he was unwilling to become a disciple to learn skills?

Tang Qingxiao didn't care about the reactions of the people around him or Tang Gongzheng in front of him. He jumped straight up and took down the Hongying Sword that was bounced on the beam of the house, then walked to the horse thieves who were trying to make a hedgehog-like horse thieves, waved his sword to drive away the horse thieves, and then put the sword on the almost invisible neck of the boss.

"You...you can't kill me, I'm..." The boss's face with his eyes and nose exposed, but the cold sweat like a stream flowing outward in the gap in the leather armor made people wonder if his incontinence-capable organ grew on this head. I don't know if he was afraid or was hurt by the hundreds of arrow wounds behind him.

Tang Qing chuckled and seemed to be uninterested in paying attention to what he was, but just said coldly: "If you don't want to die, answer my question. What do I ask, what do you answer, don't say any unnecessary nonsense. You should understand what nonsense I'm talking about."

"I know...you mean...I know I know..." Although the boss looks like a pig, he is not really a pig. Moreover, when people don't want to die, they can stimulate a lot of potential in any aspect.

"Did those cavalry of the White Tiger Army collude with you before?"

“Yes, yes.”

"You actually dare to appear here unscrupulously, aren't you afraid that the White Tiger Army will know?"

"I...I...we have our brothers in the White Tiger Army..."

"Where did they trick the wild Taoist priest whom we were with?"

"...It's not a cheat, it's really taken to the White Tiger Army."

"What are you doing there?"

"I...I..." The boss had a slight hesitation in his eyes. "I don't know either... I just heard that General Linghu really wants to see him..."

"Don't lie to me." Tang Qingxiao squatted down. The hesitation of the horse thief leader just now did not hide it from his eyes. He pulled the two crossbow arrows inserted behind the boss's back, twisted it, and then slowly pulled it out, pulling it out while pulling it. The boss howled like a pig. He was twisting at the beginning, but it touched more arrow wounds on his back, and it hurt even more.

"To be honest, otherwise I will slowly pull out the arrows on your back one by one. Anyway, you have too much meat, so you may not die." Tang Qingxia threw away the arrows with some shredded meat in his hand and said coldly.

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