Chapter 34 Leave the organ style

I didn't expect that from Ye Rong's mouth, I could still know what happened before Bohe. The only son, and he was a martial king of martial arts under the age of 30. Several people could reach this achievement, but he disappeared for no reason. The matter was absolutely strange, and General Xia was also interested.

"Where is Nabo Zhanfeng?"

Ye Rong spread out her hands and looked like I didn't know, "This happened 20 years ago! I still listened to what my father said.

"Then how do you know this is a burning sword?"

"It's a random guess!" Ye Rong answered casually.

"All right, all right." Jiang Xia completely convinced the other party. She thought she had seen the Burning Sword before, but she didn't expect it to be a guess, "What happened later? Didn't Bo Zhanfeng appear in the future?

Ye Rong shook her head, and her big eyes were quite puzzled. "The dean of Bohe looked for half a year without any news. He only came back with a burning sword. Many people said that Bo Zhanfeng was dead, and King Lanfeng later made him the first warrior of the Blue Wind Empire."

Xia frowned and muttered softly, "What's the use of a warrior's false name?"

Ye Rong didn't care too much about this and continued, "After more than ten years, Dean Bohe slowly came out of the shadow of losing his son. Later, he adopted a child named Bo Jingfeng, who was the first seventh-order piano master of the Blue Wind Empire."

"Oh, I think Dean Bohe misses Bo Zhanfeng too much!" Jiang Xia sighed.

"Well, but no one expected that Bo Jingfeng was ungrateful and left after becoming a harp master."

Jiang Xia's heart was faintly touched. Looking at the burning sword of the faint flame in his hand, he couldn't help but feel a trace of pity for the lonely old man.

Putting aside the negative emotions, Ye Rong smiled again with a lovely and bright smile, "Jiang Xia, Dean Bohe has given you all the burning sword. It seems that I must have high expectations for you. You can't be like that bastard Bo Jingfeng."

Xia was stunned, and then knocked on the other party's forehead, "Go, am I that kind of person?"

Ye Rong touched her head and pouted her mouth, and her pretty face was full of dissatisfaction. "Well, I just said it casually! Although this burning sword is not as good as the weapon on the artifact list, it is definitely a rare weapon. It makes me feel itchy.

"Artifact List?" Inadvertently, the listener was intentional and stared at the other party with a confused face.

"What? You haven't even heard of the artifact list, have you? Ye Rong looked at each other like a monster.

Jiang Xia touched her nose with some embarrassment and asked softly, "Aren't you talking about the Shenqin list?"

"What is it? The Shenqin list is the Shenqin list, and the artifact list is the artifact list. It's good that the two don't fight. Ye Rong couldn't help showing a contemptuous look and said, "A local steamed bun, I don't know why Master Wutian accepted such a local steamed bun disciple like you."

Xia shook her head helplessly. Although she knew that there was no malice in the other party's tone, she felt a little uncomfortable and squeezed her lips slightly. "I'm a local steamed bun, and naturally I don't know as much as you."

Ye Rong's eyes tilted, lowered her head and looked up at General Xia. "Oh, are you angry?"

"No?" Jiang Xia turned her head away, and Suo was not looking at her.

"Oh, all right, all right, General Xia, don't be angry." Ye Rong quickly pulled up the other party's arm and pretended to please, "I just said it casually. I'll just tell you the artifact list!"

"Hmm!" Jiang Xia nodded.

"This artifact list is the same as the Shenqin list. It also has a ranking of 20 artifacts. Of course, there are some artifacts on the list. I can't remember what is. As for the top eight artifacts."

Xia's curiosity was raised and she looked at each other with expectation. A trace of cunning flashed in Ye Rong's eyes, and her red lips smiled, "Hey hey, I actually don't know what the first eight are."

"You?" Jiang Xia was first stunned, and then gritted his teeth angrily. There was really an impulse to strangle the other party.

"Hahahaha, let's see if you dare to be angry with your aunt casually," Ye Rong smiled and trembled, and immediately waved her hand. "Jiang Xia, don't worry. I really don't know what the top eight artifacts are, but there is a 20th artifact in the Blue Wind Imperial Royal Family called "Ghost Cry Long" Guns."

"Oh? Is there an artifact in the royal family? Jiang Xia was stunned first, thinking about the blue wind empire, and it was normal to have an artifact.

"Uh-huh, it's the Devil's Crying Long Gun, which is the treasure of the country, but I haven't seen it, and then the 19th is called "Breaking the halberd", and the eighteenth is called "evil sword"..."

The more Xia listened to it, the more shocked he was. The more he listened to it, the more incredible it was. Unexpectedly, in addition to the Shenqin list, there was also an artifact list. The last one on the list alone was the treasure of the blue wind royal family. You can imagine how powerful those artifacts were.

"How's it going? Shocking, right? Earthy steamed buns? Ye Rong blinked her big eyes and smiled.

Jiang Xia nodded seriously, "Well, it's really shocking. I didn't expect that there were so many secrets in the world." Then he sighed and looked up at the stars in the sky. "It's a pity that I'm going back tomorrow. No matter how wonderful it is outside, it has nothing to do with me."

"What? Are you going back tomorrow? Where are you going? Ye Rong was shocked.

Jing Xia looked at each other strangely, "What's wrong? Of course, go back to the village! I've done what I have to do, and it's boring to stay here.

Somehow, a trace of reluctance gushed out of Ye Rong's heart, and her pretty face suddenly faded, and she said softly, "Do you really want to leave? Aren't you going to stay in Yanjing?

Jiang Xia didn't say anything. His clear and dark eyes showed a little depth, and his pupils spread slightly. He said softly, "Yanjing has nothing I miss. I came with the most precious things, but I went back alone."

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The next morning, the sky just showed a few lights. Xia slowly opened his eyes and slept around the training ground with the students and teachers of the Qinfeng College. They had a party all night and slept outside. It could be seen that they were deeply happy for the return of the Qinfeng College to the first place of the Fourth Academy.

"Jing Xia, don't go, stay!"

"Well" scared Xia for a day. She turned her head and found that Ye Rong was holding a wine jug and talking in her sleep. Jiang Xia's heart suddenly warmed up. It seems that Yanjing is still a person who cares about himself.

Get up gently and try not to make any sound. "Give goodbye, Qinfeng College." He scratched the corners of Xia's mouth with a faint smile, and then went in the direction of the door.

Everyone is still sleeping. Ye Rong's little mouth touched gently and let out a dream. "Jengxia, auntie, I seem to like you." He turned over and continued to sleep again.

After a while, General Xia could already see the door. If the huge courtyard door was open, there was a familiar and old figure standing on the steps.

"Dean Bohe." Jiang Xia was slightly surprised.

Bo He turned his head with a smile on his old wrinkled face, "Jing Xia, didn't you say goodbye to them?"

Jian Xia shook her head, "It should be the same when you come and go. Be quiet."

"Do you have any plans after returning to Bailiu Village?"

"I don't know. Maybe I will live a plain life."

There was a trace of appreciation in Bohe's eyes, "Ha ha, who in the world can understand that plainness is a blessing!"

"Dean Bohe." Xia took a step forward, took out the burning sword from the storage ring, and handed it to the other party. "Since the boy may end his life insipidly, this burning sword is expected to be taken back by the dean, so as not to bury the prestige of the predecessor Bo Zhanfeng in the mountains."

Bohe's body trembled and did not reach out to take it back. "It seems that the girl Ye Rong has told you everything. Hey, the wind of war has disappeared for 20 years. It can be said that there is more evil and less good luck. This burning sword can only see things and miss people here. I have given it to you, and you can take it."

"Just?"

"Well, you don't have to say more." Bo He pushed his hand and looked up at the sky. "It's getting late. Leave early!"

Xia no longer refused, put away the burning flame again, held his fists in his hands, and said solemnly, "Dean Bohe, let's say goodbye to Xia. Take care of yourself."

Bo He stretched out his thin veteran to write General Xia's fists and told him solemnly, "Son, be careful all the way."

Jiang Xia naturally understood what the other party meant and nodded vigorously, "Gone goodbye!"

The thin back of the teenager gradually faded away, slowly fading out of the sight of Bohe. The old man's lonely body became older and older, and his turbid old eyes became wet.

"Fog, you have received a good disciple!"

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He left Xia out of Yanjing and went in the direction of Yixian Valley. The first thing he had to do was to "bring" Meng Yu back to Bailiu Village. Thinking of the lovely and clever daughter-in-law, Xia's heart tinged.

The soft sun poured down in the morning, making the teenager's face a little transparent. A breeze brushed, and the refreshing breath was shocking.

Yixian Valley is also about two days away from Yanjing, but this is calculated according to the strength of summer. After walking for about the morning, he sat in a teahouse in a small town with a large population to rest.

The warm small porcelain cup exudes a faint fragrance, which is refreshing. First, I took a sip, and then drank it all.

"Good tea!" Although she doesn't know about tea, the taste still makes Xia can't help admiring it.

When the old man selling tea heard this, his smiling eyes narrowed into a crack. "Hey, I'm happy that the old man said by the little brother. I won't charge you for this tea today."

"Ha ha, it's not easy for my uncle to do business. How can I not charge money for selling tea?"

The old man's face flashed with a slight deep smile and said, "Little brother, I've been selling tea for decades, and I usually don't charge money."

"Oh?" Jiang Xia was slightly surprised, "If you don't charge, what do you charge?"

The old man's face was still smiling, but there was a trace of insidation in his eyes. "Hey hey, I don't take money, I just take my life."

As soon as the words fell, all the tea-drinking guests in the teahouse stood up and slowly approached. Jiang Xia was shocked and had time to react in the future. Suddenly, he felt dizzy, and then his eyes darkened and lost consciousness.

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