Sword ancestor is above

"Anybody's dog must die."

Lu Xuan shook his head.

"Then why do you need to ask more questions?"

Bai Muchun still smiled gently.

"If he is your dog, you must pay double the price before I will make the next deal with you."

Lu Xuan looked at Bai Muchun calmly.

For a young man to meet his gaze so calmly, Lu Xuan couldn't help but move Bai Muchun once again.

"No, no, no, this person has nothing to do with my Bai family. If he wants to be killed or cut, you can take it easy, little guy."

Bai Muchun smiled and waved at Lu Xuan.

Not to mention that Gaoqiu itself has nothing to do with him, even if it did, he would not hesitate to cut with Gaoqiu for the sake of his little daughter's clues.

"That's good."

Lu Xuan nodded, looked at Gaoqiu again, and said without turning his head, "Wait a while, I'll come to you right away after I've dealt with it here."

"No hurry, no hurry, old man, I am idle anyway."

Bai Muchun held up his hands, and said cheerfully as if watching a play.

"I don't accept the surname Lu! If you hadn't conspired against me, how could I, Gao Qiu, have been defeated by you?"

Seeing that the Patriarch of the Bai family was unwilling to save him, Gaoqiu simply turned his head and began to yell at Lu Xuan, trying to pick Lu Xuan by this.

"You're right."

To the surprise of everyone present, Lu Xuan actually agreed with Gao Qiu's words, and then moved his feet away from his chest, and stepped back a few steps:

"I'll give you a chance to escape."

Seeing this scene, although Lu Kaiyuan was a little worried, in the end he just took Ping'er and Lu Bo back under the eaves.

Through this chain of events, he chose to trust his son's judgment.

"Interesting, this is really interesting for father and son."

Seeing this scene, Bai Muchun couldn't help but his eyes brightened.

After Gao Qiu was let go by Lu Xuan, he jumped up from the ground, quickly took out a pill from his sleeve and put it in his mouth, and then said with a sinister smile:

"Little brat, you're still too young!"

As soon as the words fell, an invisible wave of air exploded from his body, and his internal strength still surged at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Go to hell!~"

Finally, accompanied by a "crack" sound of bones rubbing against each other, Gao Qiu swooped down towards Lu Xuan again like thunder, and a pair of iron fists blasted towards Lu Xuan alternately like cannonballs.

"Zheng!"

Facing Gao Qiu's menacing fist, Lu Xuan just held his breath and concentrated, and then at the moment Gao Qiu's fist showed a flaw, his figure drew an afterimage on the spot, followed by his whole body's fighting energy condensing in the long knife in his hand, and along the way The gap in Gaoqiu's fist slashed diagonally.

"Shh!"

Accompanied by a sound of piercing through the air, the blade of the hunting knife in Lu Xuan's hand, carrying that huge fighting spirit, sliced ​​Gao Qiu diagonally in half from the neck.

Although he used a saber, in Lu Xuan's mind it was a sword that slashed at Gao Qiu, a sword he learned from a year of painstaking training in the Zhenhai Tower.

"how is this possible!"

Until his head fell to the ground, Gao Qiu still refused to believe that he would lose to a boy of fifteen or sixteen years old.

Bai Muchun, who was quietly watching this scene not far away, couldn't help wiping the cold sweat off his brow, and muttered to himself:

"Although this knife is not an exquisite move, it is the most suitable one, the one that can kill the opponent, the real killing technique."

Cultivation is different from killing people.

Many cultivators are endowed with extraordinary talents, and their cultivation bases enter the country at a superhuman speed, but in real confrontation with the enemy, they can only crush their opponents by relying on the difference in cultivation bases.

But the young man in front of him is the complete opposite. His cultivation level is not high, but his killing skills are frighteningly high.

"This is simply a monstrosity. The elders of the Lu clan, who pretended to be full of shit, actually expelled such a monstrous genius from the Lu clan!"

Bai Muchun was full of surprise.

"Bai Lao, can you ask your people to help deal with it, I don't have enough manpower here."

At this time, Lu Xuan looked at Bai Muchun with the bloody knife in his hand.

"No problem, it's easy."

Bai Muchun readily agreed, then waved to the servants behind him and said, "Come in, everyone, and help clean up this courtyard."

"Bai Lao, you and my father go to the main room to have a meeting first, drink some tea, and I'll wash my hands and change my clothes."

Lu Xuan raised his bloody hand, then smiled at Bai Muchun apologetically.

Looking at Lu Xuan's blood-stained smiling face under the sunlight, Bai Muchun felt a chill down his back inexplicably, and immediately nodded thoughtfully and said:

"Don't worry, Xiaoxuan, please do your work first. I just happen to have a chat with brother Lu."

"Bai Lao, first come to the humble house for a meeting."

At this moment, Lu Kaiyuan hurried forward to invite Bai Muchun.

……

Inside the small courtyard hall.

Ping'er made a pot of fragrant tea with the little tea left at home.

For a while in the humble house, the fragrance of tea overflowed.

"Well, good tea, Brother Lu, you are a handmaid who is very good at making tea."

After Bai Muchun took a sip of tea, he couldn't help admiring.

"Bai Lao is too much, it's just a little rough tea."

Lu Kaiyuan shook his head.

"Brother Lu, has your Lu Xuan had any adventures recently?"

Bai Muchun asked Lu Kaiyuan curiously.

"Xuan'er has indeed grown a lot, but this is all in exchange for going through a life-and-death situation. If it is possible, a father like me will never want to see him grow up in this way."

Lu Kaiyuan sighed leisurely.

"Yes, as a father, who wants to see his children suffer."

Bai Muchun nodded when he heard the words, he had naturally heard about Lu Xuandeng's sword-questioning tower, and he also knew how dangerous the sword-questioning tower was.

After saying this, Bai Muchun's expression suddenly darkened.

He thought of his daughter Bai Yurou, who had been missing for six years.

"Father, Bai Lao."

At this moment, Lu Xuan changed his clothes and came to the main room.

At this time, Lu Xuan's demeanor was calm and calm, and with his handsome face and slender figure, it gave people an inexplicable feeling of being out of the world.

He was completely different from Lu Xuan who was holding the knife earlier.

"Come, come, come, sit here."

Bai Muchun patted the seat beside him.

He looked at Lu Xuan with admiration in his eyes.

It's hard to imagine that the old man at this moment, before stepping into the gate of Lu's courtyard, had a cold face that strangers should not get close to.

"Master Bai came here for sister Yurou's hairpin, right?"

Lu Xuan smiled and nodded, then sat down and asked straight to the point.

"Xiaoxuan, you are so straightforward, I won't beat around the bush."

Bai Muchun nodded, his expression immediately became serious.

"Where did you get that hairpin, boy?"

He stared straight at Lu Xuan.