Zhu Tian: Starting from the World of Zongwu

When he goes out, Ye Gucheng has little interest in showing off in front of others.

But being honored in front of Song Xuan, he is full of motivation.

If you are not as strong as others, they will surpass you in fame.

Anyway, no matter what aspect, as long as I can beat Song Xuan once, it will be fine.

The sense of satisfaction in Old Ye's heart at this moment was truly indescribable. It made him feel more comfortable than defeating a top swordsman.

Song Xuan also understood a little about Ye Gucheng's strong desire to win, and shook his head speechlessly.

You are such a grown-up, why are you still as competitive as a child? Can you be more mature like me?

At this moment, Ma Yu seemed to have thought of something. He stared at Song Xuan for a while, and then asked in surprise: "Song Xuan? Is he the Supervisory Commissioner Song?"

"Oh?" Song Xuan raised his eyebrows, glanced at Ye Gucheng obscurely, and then raised the corners of his mouth slightly, "Master Ma, do you recognize me?"

"I've never met you, sir, but the last time someone from the Black Guard came, they spoke of your elegance. Now that I've seen you today, I'm truly astonished by your beauty!"

The smile on Old Ye's face faded a lot, while the smile on Song Xuan's mouth gradually became more intense.

How could Qiu Chuji's flattery be as pleasant as the flattery of the leader of Quanzhen Sect?

Sure enough, the joys and sorrows of the world are all different. Happiness will not disappear, but will be transferred to my face.

Outsiders could not see anything from the subtle eye contact between the two people, but Victoria Song saw it clearly and even guessed what was going on in their minds.

She rolled her eyes speechlessly.

Even when flattering, they have to be competitive. Haha, two childish men!

"Sir, are you here to watch the final battle between Ouyang Feng and the man in white?"

Ma Yu was very enthusiastic, especially after confirming Song Xuan's identity, his expression became even more enthusiastic.

The person in front of me is a real big shot, far more useful than any sword saint or sword god.

As the leader of the largest sect in the Southern Song Dynasty, Ma Yu knew much more than Qiu Chuji and others.

Many people in the Southern Song Dynasty martial arts world thought that the Xuanyi Guards were just so-so, relying solely on the remaining power of the Great Zhou Emperor Taizu.

But Ma Yu knew very well that the Xuanyi Guards of the Great Zhou were definitely the most terrifying force in the world. Even if his master had not died and became a grandmaster, he would have had to behave according to the rules when facing such a behemoth as the Xuanyi Guards.

This can be seen from Song Xuan alone.

A young man in his twenties, merely a representative of the younger generation of the Xuanyi Guards, had caused such a stir in the martial arts world that he had even surpassed that of Ye Gucheng, a top swordsman who had been famous for a long time.

And if the old masters of the Xuanyi Guard come out, what kind of storm will it cause in the world?

Song Xuan knew what Ma Yu was thinking, so he said without further ado, "Watching the battle is secondary. By the way, I want to come and see the Quanzhen Sect."

"what?"

Ma Yu's heart skipped a beat. "My Lord, what do you need from the Quanzhen Sect?"

Song Xuan waved his hand, "Master Ma, there's no need to be nervous. When my Xuanyi Guards spread the word and re-established the rules of the martial arts world, the Quanzhen Sect was one of the first to respond and support it.

I am very satisfied with the attitude of Quanzhen Sect.

Therefore, I came here this time, firstly to watch the battle, and secondly to take charge of Mount Zhongnan. I will not interfere in the decisive battles between the Jianghu people, but if anyone wants to take advantage of the chaos to attack the Quanzhen disciples, I will naturally not sit idly by.

Ma Yu and Qiu Chuji looked at each other, with surprise and even some disbelief on their faces.

The dignified Inspector General of the Xuanyiwei State actually came here to support the Quanzhen Sect just because they had supported the Xuanyiwei in the past. Isn't this Lord Song too particular about his work?

Ye Gucheng had a complicated expression.

I have to say that Song Xuan is really a good candidate to be an official. He cannot learn the ability to win people's hearts.

Look at the respectful looks of the Quanzhen Sect from the leader to the disciples, it is simply a manifestation of overwhelming favorability.

He clearly did nothing, but with just one sentence he maxed out the favorability of a sect. After the Quanzhen Sect is rebuilt, it will not be an exaggeration to say that it will be the peripheral force of the Xuanyi Guard in the Southern Song Dynasty.

Song Qian smiled, she didn't think too much, but patted her chest proudly, "We, the Xuanyiwei, are the most loyal. If you encounter any trouble in the future, you can go to the Xuanyiwei Yamen for help.

If my brother is not available, I am still here. If I am not available, Ye Jiansheng is still here. Don’t worry about those scoundrels. I will deal with them in a minute!”

As soon as the brother and sister expressed their opinions, Ma Yu was overjoyed and felt much more relieved.

With such a backer behind them, considering Song Xuan's age, the Quanzhen Sect can still have at least a few decades of peaceful life without having to worry all day about being targeted by other forces in the martial arts world!

But the next moment, there was a sound of falling rocks from a distant mountain peak, and amid the sound of breaking rocks, a figure covered in blood struggled to climb out of the stone pestle.

It seemed to be a woman, holding a baby girl who looked about two or three years old in her arms, and carrying a unconscious girl on her back. Like a ghost crawling out of a grave, she struggled and crawled towards the direction of Song Xuan and others.

Chapter 271 Xiaolongnu, Li Mochou

He was wearing a white dress, but it had already been stained red with blood.

The woman's face was covered in blood, and her features could not be seen clearly, but judging from her figure, she seemed to be around twenty years old.

Song Xuan's heart moved slightly. Was it because Ouyang Feng and the white-clothed man from the East China Sea were fighting, and the Tomb Sect was blown out?

Before he could make any move, Victoria Song leaped up and in a moment was beside the woman, reaching out and gently pressing on her forehead.

The next moment, she turned to look at her brother who was coming from behind, and couldn't help but sigh.

"She is already dead, her heart and veins shattered, her life force long gone. Now, she is just a corpse, driven by a strong obsession before death, and her body instinctively crawled out from the ground."

Song Xuan looked down.

On the blood-stained body of the woman, a pair of empty eye sockets were deathly gray, but the woman's head was still struggling to rise, and her empty eyes were fixed on Song Qian.

Victoria Song could understand what this woman's remaining obsession was even after she died.

She hesitated for a moment, looked at her brother beside her, then took a deep breath and picked up the baby girl from the woman's arms, who was either asleep or unconscious.

Then, she pointed her finger, tore the rope behind the woman, and lifted up the girl who looked to be in her teens.

The female corpse's head did not fall down, and her pupils were deathly gray, still staring at Song Qian, looking a little creepy.

Victoria Song whispered soothingly, "Don't worry, I will let them live well!"

After she finished speaking, the woman's wooden and stiff face seemed to come alive slightly, and she even showed a rare look of relief. Then she closed her eyes, lowered her head, and fell to the ground with a thud.

This time, she did not get up again and died completely.

Ye Gucheng looked at the corpse on the ground and frowned. "Logically, the decisive battle between Ouyang Feng and the man in white should have spread throughout the martial arts world. Even the Quanzhen Sect has withdrawn. I didn't expect that there are still people left."

Ma Yu, the head of the Quanzhen Sect, hurried over from behind and explained with some guilt, "These people are from the Ancient Tomb Sect. They have always lived in underground ancient tombs and basically never go out to interact with others. They can't receive any news from the martial arts world.

It's my fault. I was so anxious to take everyone away that I forgot about the Ancient Tomb Sect. If I had sent someone to inform them, there wouldn't be such a disaster today!"

"Brother!"

Qiu Chuji became anxious and quickly winked at his senior brother.

The head brother is good in every way except that he is too honest and takes all the responsibility on himself.

This kind of thing is already urgent, and the Ancient Tomb Sect has always been mysterious and outsiders don't know anything about it. If senior brother doesn't tell us, who else can know the inside story?

When the senior brother took the blame on himself, it seemed as if the Quanzhen Sect was unfair and deliberately tricked the Ancient Tomb Sect.

Song Xuan waved his hand and nodded to Ma Yu, saying, "This is fate. Sect Leader Ma, there's no need to blame yourself!"

Mount Zhongnan stretches for hundreds of miles, and the Ancient Tomb Sect is hidden underground. Without anyone to lead the way, trying to find them in these vast mountains is like looking for a needle in a haystack.

But even such a secret place was still affected by the battle between Ouyang Feng and the white-clothed swordsman. It can only be said that the Tomb Sect's luck is really too bad, and they encountered it even with a one in ten thousand chance.

"Wow!!"

At this moment, the baby girl in Song Qian's arms suddenly woke up. She seemed to have been well protected by the woman before her death and was not injured. After waking up and seeing that she was held in the arms of a stranger, she immediately cried out in anxiety.

As soon as the child started crying, Victoria Song became flustered and tried to comfort him softly, but it didn't work at all.

It would have been fine if she didn't speak, but once she spoke, the little girl cried even louder, and kept shouting "Master, Master, I want Master..."

"Brother, what should I do?"

Song Qian has lived for twenty years, but has never been a mother. She has no experience in coaxing children and can only look to her brother for help.

"Let me try!"

Song Xuan stepped forward to take the little girl and tried to coax her, but it was no use. She even started to choke up and her breathing became difficult.

Song Xuan had no choice but to place the little girl next to the woman's body on the ground and whispered to the little girl, "Your master is here..."

The little girl stopped crying immediately, walked tremblingly to the woman's side, with a happy smile on her face, and lay on her master. She even wiped the blood stains off her master's face considerately.

Song Qian couldn't bear to watch it.

The other person was just a two or three-year-old child. How could he know what life and death meant, let alone any fear of bloodshed?

She only knew that her master was asleep, and that the sleeping master was particularly gentle and not fierce at all.

After lying on the woman's chest for a while, the little girl yawned, rolled over on her master's body, and then fell asleep on her master's face.

Victoria Song stroked her forehead, looking troubled, "Brother, what should I do next?"

"What do you want to do?" Song Xuan winked at her. "You don't have to find a man, and you can have another lovely daughter. What's wrong? You don't want it?"

"But I have no experience in taking care of children!"

“There’s nothing to learn!”

Song Xuan stroked his chin, and he already had a rough idea of ​​who the little girl in front of him was.

If nothing unexpected happens, the dead woman should be the maid of Lin Chaoying, the founder of the Ancient Tomb Sect. After Lin Chaoying's death, her maid inherited the mantle of the Ancient Tomb Sect and was considered the second-generation leader.

As for the young girl that Song Qian is holding at this moment, and the girl who is sleeping on her master's chest, they should be the third-generation disciples of the Ancient Tomb Sect, Li Mochou and Xiaolongnu.

Song Xuan admitted that he had always wanted to come to Zhongnan Mountain to practice in seclusion, and one of the reasons was that he wanted to meet the legendary Little Dragon Girl.

It has nothing to do with love. As a time traveler, I simply want to see what the Little Dragon Girl in this high-level martial arts world looks like.

But I didn’t expect that Xiaolongnu is still a little baby with baby fat on her face.

Although he was somewhat disappointed, he felt inexplicably relieved.

Looking at Song Qian's troubled face, Song Xuan comforted her, "If you're really in trouble, I'll raise this girl from now on. I'm very happy to have such a lovely daughter."

Victoria Song was a little surprised, "Brother, are you serious?"

But the next moment, she shook her head, pointed at the female corpse on the ground, and said, "Forget it, I promised her that I would raise these two children well, so I'll do it myself!

You have an extra daughter for no apparent reason. I'm afraid Sister Lu might suddenly have a brain attack and cut you apart!"

"It's not that exaggerated!"

Song Xuan winked at her, Song Erni, be careful with your words. Don’t you see that Old Ye is still here?

As expected, Ye Gucheng looked indifferent at this moment, but his eyes were bright, and the gossip spirit in his bones had begun to burn.

Which one is Sister Lu?

In this world, there are actually women who dare to cut Song Xuan?

From now on, I will be your new master!

"puff!"

Just when Ye Gucheng's gossip soul could no longer bear it, the girl in Song Qian's arms suddenly opened her mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.

When the blood clot was about to fall on Song Qian, it was blocked by an invisible light blue halo. In an instant, it was decomposed into faint light particles and disappeared between heaven and earth.

"woke up?"

Victoria Song raised her hand to wipe the dust off the girl's face, then put her down. "You have some internal injuries, it's best not to move!"

With her feet on the ground, the girl opened her eyes dazedly, her head still a little dizzy, staring straight at Victoria Song.

Song Xuan and others were also looking at her carefully at this moment.

The girl has a graceful figure. Although she looks only thirteen or fourteen years old, she has bright white teeth and fair skin. She is full of youthful energy and is already a beautiful girl.

"who are you?"

Li Mochou looked around nervously, especially when she saw Ma Yu and others wearing Quanzhen Taoist robes, she subconsciously took a step back.

Master said that there's a Quanzhen sect on Mount Zhongnan. They're full of cunning old Taoists with bad tempers. Don't have any contact with them!

Seeing so many powerful old Taoist priests at once, Li Mochou suddenly felt at a loss and kept backing away in panic.

Then, she accidentally touched the body of her master behind her, and woke up Xiaolongnu who had just fallen asleep.