Only corpses were left on the ground.

"Pass the order and leave no one alive."

Liu Xia looked at the Liang family soldiers fleeing and said angrily.

Several hall masters behind him immediately clasped their fists and said, "No!"

Immediately, Liu Xia turned around and left.

After returning to Dongcheng, Liu Xia returned to his room to practice.

This street fight in the Liang family feels like it will continue for two or three days.

And now, it’s time to get ready to take action on another matter.

None of the three major church leaders of the Holy Religion can save money.

Capturing Broken Sword Villa will severely damage the vitality of the Holy Sect.

At this moment, it is time to take action to get rid of Zhe Tian.

Naturally, Liu Xia didn't have to do it herself.

By late evening, the fighting in the city was still continuing.

It's just not as violent as yesterday.

"Your Highness, Miss Caiwei is here."

Zhou Ruishan cupped his fists and said.

Liu Xia nodded silently and walked out of the room.

Entering Caiwei's room, the girl was sorting out her sword box.

When Liu Xia saw her for the first time, she was carrying this sword box, which was almost the same height as her.

Inside is simply a white treasure chest, with weapons, elixirs, food, drink, and even toys all available.

"Brother, you look so haggard."

Caiwei looked up and saw Liu Xia, and said with concern.

Liu Xia took a step back and took a look in the mirror. Since the Chinese New Year, when he turned sixteen, his beard began to grow wildly.

I have been busy these past few days and have not rested. I look unkempt and unshaven.

"It's okay, I just didn't get enough rest."

Immediately, Liu Xia's eyes fell on Caiwei's sword box.

The sword box was completely black, more than four feet wide and seven feet long.

Caiwei was taller than her when she was carrying it on her back.

So this girl always rests on her back.

The surface of the sword box is stained with rust, and clear sword marks can be seen.

All Caiwei's flying swords were thirty thin swords in total. They had no hilts and looked like long needles.

"Who gave you this sword box?"

Liu Xia asked curiously.

"This? This is an heirloom of our Zhan family. It has been passed down to my father's generation. After my father was seriously injured, he passed it to me."

After saying this, the little girl's eyes lost their look, obviously mentioning her sadness.

Before she met Liu Xia, this girl and Taoist Yixin were wandering in the rivers and lakes, living in the open, and naturally suffered a lot.

Liu Xia naturally understands these.

After all, he is also an orphan. What is slightly better than Caiwei is that he is taken in by the sect and Tianyuan treats him well.

"I remember that when I was a child, what I was most afraid of was the New Year, because when we celebrated the New Year together, other people's parents would come to visit their children and bring them a lot of delicious food. But I could only be alone, feeling dejected.

Looking at it, I thought at that time, where are my parents? Are they still alive? So many years have passed, and now I know the truth, but I have also lost hope."

Liu Xia said with a bitter smile.

"So my senior brother is an orphan?"

Caiwei was stunned and said.

"Haha, it used to be, but it's not anymore."

Liu Xia smiled.

"Why not now?"

Caiwei asked curiously.

"Because I have friends like you, Dabao, Youxin, Situ Qingcang, Wenxin and your sister Hui. The most important thing is, with you as a cute little junior sister, naturally I am not an orphan."

Liu Xia laughed.

Caiwei was stunned for a moment, then a sweet smile appeared on her face and she said, "Thank you, senior brother."

"Silly girl, why are you thanking me? By the way, let me tell you something serious. I want to treat Zhe Tian to a meal with a pot. You are hiding behind the screen. I want to know some things in his heart that cannot be seen in person.

"

Liu Xia smiled.

"Um!"
Chapter completed!