I'm so cheap, you don't want to hit me, do you?

Hearing this, Fusu's expression became strange.

It is a bit hasty for the emperor to give the word to Wang Xuan...

Chapter 555 Sending the Sword

"The Yinyang family's intention to harm the descendants of the seven kings' families is related to Canglong Qisu, but why did they attack Mr. Fusu? Mr. Qin has never grasped the box in Qin's hands."

Meng Tian frowned and said.

Before, Wang Xuan had asked Fusu if he had obtained the box from the Qin State, but Fusu had clearly said at that time that he had not.

But since Fusu didn't have Qin's box in his hand, why did the Yin Yang family do anything to him?

But Fusu just smiled slightly and didn't say anything.

After Wang Xuan left the General's Mansion, he returned to Xiaoshengxian Village.

To say that I am not used to leaving Xiaoshengxian Village these days.

But when he thought of all his chickens being killed, Wang Xuan's heart ached.

So many bamboos were cut down for nothing, and the chicken coops in the yard were all done for nothing.

Back in Little Sage Manor, it was time for get out of class to end, Wang Xuan was about to go back to his dormitory first, when he was stopped by a figure just after walking a few steps.

It is Nanshan.

"Uncle Nanshan."

After seeing Nanshan, Wang Xuan greeted him respectfully.

Regarding Nanshan, Wang Xuan still had a good impression in his heart.

Wang Xuan is a person with clear distinctions between grievances and resentments, who is good to him and who is not good to him is very clear.

Although sometimes I can't help but irritate people, but it is definitely well-intentioned.

Although I'm mad at you, I still treat you as a friend, that's what it means.

Nanshan's complexion was a bit ugly, it could be said to be a bit gloomy.

When many people passing by saw Wang Xuan's return, they all started talking in low voices.

Zimu and several of his friends also appeared.

"Uncle Nanshan, why don't you speak?"

Wang Xuan felt that the atmosphere was a bit serious.

"Zixuan, where have you been these past few days? Why didn't you come to class? Although your strength is very strong, you can't let the classics be left behind."

"Uncle Nanshan, I was wrong."

Wang Xuan lowered his head and said.

Knowing that Nanshan cared about him, Wang Xuan obediently bowed his head and admitted his mistake.

"Zixuan, do you know the purpose of reading sage books? I'm really disappointed that you skipped class after only a few days in Shengxianzhuang."

"If you don't study now, the boss will be sad, do you understand?"

Nanshan hated that iron could not be made into steel. The more he talked, the more angry he became, and he slapped Zimu on the head: "What are you looking at? Have you memorized all the classics today?"

Zimu: "???"

"Anger +699."

"What the hell am I messing with, can I get beaten up even if I come to watch the excitement?

Zixuan skipped class, shouldn't you beat Zixuan?

Wang Xuan smiled and said: "Uncle Nanshan, I really know I was wrong."

"It's good to know it's wrong."

After Nan Shan said so much, You Qi slapped him, and his anger almost disappeared.

"You are my favorite student. Don't learn from Zimu. If you learn from him, you will be useless."

"Uncle Nanshan is right. There is an essential difference between me and Zimu. Don't worry, I will never learn from him."

Zimu stood there stupidly.

Did I destroy the world in my last life?It turns out that grandma doesn't love her uncle.

"Zixuan, you have skipped so many zakats, and you have missed the lessons. How about coming to my uncle after school every day, and my uncle will help you fill in what you missed?"

"Okay, okay."

When Wang Xuan heard this, his heart skipped a beat.

God!It's just too scary to let myself face such a terrible thing as making up lessons.

Back in his dormitory, Wang Xuan was thinking that Nanshan was really good to him, but he observed that the quality of Nanshan's sword was actually not high, after all, all famous weapons in the world are very precious, not everyone can get them.

But in Wang Xuan's box, there are quite a few precious swords obtained from Master Xu.

Although it is impossible for Wang Xuan to give Nanshan such precious swords as Tiger Soul Sword and Abi Sword, he is still willing to take out a medium-to-high quality sword from it.

It's just that if I give the sword directly to Nanshan, I'm afraid he will refuse.

"It seems that I can only give it to him quietly."

Wang Xuan thought so.

When night fell, Wang Xuan quietly came outside Nanshan's house.

I saw the oil lamp in Nanshan's room flickering, and the shadow was reflected on the window, shaking with the light.

"Uncle Nanshan is really hardworking."

"This sword is like a pool of autumn water, Master Nanshan will definitely like it very much."

Thinking of this, Wang Xuan aimed at the wooden house in Nanshan.

It was late at night, and Nanshan stretched himself and was about to go to bed.

Although it is necessary to study every day, reasonable rest is also very important in Nanshan's view.

So every day he goes to sleep on time, gets up on time, and is very self-disciplined.

Just when Nanshan was about to take off his clothes, a strange sound came.

"what's the situation?"

Before Nanshan could react, a sword broke through the window and was directly nailed to the bed.

Nanshan looked at the trembling sword with a dazed expression.

If this is lying on the bed...

"Anger +699."

Chapter 556 Entering the Library Pavilion

After Li Qingxuan finished throwing the sword, he went back to sleep beautifully.

Giving roses to others, with lingering fragrance in hand, and giving the sword to Uncle Nanshan by myself, must have given him a surprise, I guess I was so excited that I couldn't sleep at night!

He is such a smart little genius.

Early the next morning, Nanshan walked out of the house with two dark circles under his eyes.

He, who has always been self-disciplined, suffered from insomnia today.

The main reason was that he didn't dare to sleep, for fear that when he was sleeping soundly, a sword would fall from the sky and stab himself in the heart.

It's just that he couldn't figure it out, this is Xiaoshengxian Village, there are so many masters, and it was very safe before, how could such a bad thing happen, someone threw a sword into his room in the middle of the night.

Could it be that there were thieves in Little Sage's Village?

This thief must be caught as soon as possible, otherwise, I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep peacefully in the future.

In the morning, Wang Xuan was going to attend a lecture at the school, and happened to see Nanshan coming from another road.

"Did Uncle Nanshan meet any happy event?"

Wang Xuan asked with a smile.

Hearing this, Nanshan sighed.

"Ugh!"

"Why, Master Nanshan didn't like that sword last night?" Wang Xuan asked.

Nan Shan raised his head suddenly, and looked at Wang Xuan foolishly.

"How do you know about the sword?"

Wang Xuan smiled shyly.

"Since Martial Uncle Nanshan asked, the disciple will not hide it from Uncle Nanshan. The sword is a gift from me to Uncle Nanshan. Are you surprised or not?"

"It turns out that you kid threw that sword."

Nan Shan looked at Wang Xuan with a dark face.

"Anger +199."

Wang Xuan realized that the plot seemed a little different from what he had imagined.

"Uncle Nanshan, is there some misunderstanding? I just thought I wanted to give Uncle Nanshan a good sword, but I was afraid that Uncle Nanshan would not accept it, so I came up with this method."

When Nanshan heard that Wang Xuan had good intentions, and he really liked Wang Xuan as a disciple, he was embarrassed to say anything, for fear of hurting Wang Xuan's heart.

But for the whole night, I didn't dare to close my eyes in a daze, and I couldn't vent the pent-up gas in my stomach, so I couldn't hold it anymore.

Turning his head, he pointed at Zimu who was walking towards this side and shouted: "Zimu, what do you look like dangling around? You will be fined to copy the scriptures and classics a hundred times."

Zimu: "???"

who am I?

Where am I?