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The funeral of the old man was not so extravagant, a coffin, a few candles and some tribute. It's not that the two of them don't want www.biquge.info funeral, it's just that they are shy in their pockets, and even basic life has become a problem. Where do you have extra spare money to buy a funeral?

Yan and Yufei stayed in front of the old man's grave for a long time before leaving. When they left, their eyes were red all the time, not to mention how uncomfortable they were.

"Fei'er, that day, we all passed out, who was Xue Chu's bastards left?"

Thinking of that day, when he stabbed Fei'er, there was a shadow in his heart. If not, his body would not be able to withstand the infusion of the huge fighting power of the Yi Soul Sword, and he would have torn Xue Chu apart earlier.

He was busy with the old man's funeral and delayed his revenge. If it weren't for Xue Chu's covetousness for Fei'er's beauty, he wouldn't have used the special function of the Soul Sword, and his mentor wouldn't have come to save him.

If he doesn't report all these accounts, he won't be Nangong Yan.

"Grandpa said that if my brother wants to take revenge, I still have to wait until you cultivate to the level of a sword master. The city lord of Xueming City is not a lower-ranking swordsman, but a high-ranking swordsman who has been cultivating for a long time, and he is not much inferior to his grandfather. ”

Yu Fei thought about it and said what the old man had conveyed.

The top swordsmen are generally masters in some large cities. In a remote small city, there is a high-ranking sword master in charge, and even Yu Fei is a little puzzled.

"Sword Master Level 1? Okay, put his head on his body for the time being, but I must avenge this revenge. Fei'er, in the future, I will never let you be hurt in the slightest, I promise. ”

Compared to the past, there are more words of mourning. Perhaps, in his heart, he has slowly accepted Yu Fei. And he, who never made promises, also made an exception.

"Brother, do you really just think that Fei'er is your sister? However, Fei'er can no longer regard you as a brother. ”

Yu Fei forgot to glance affectionately, lost her mind slightly, and secretly made a decision in her heart.

"Fei'er, what are you thinking, give me Grandpa's box, now should be the time. ”

How did Yan know about the girl's family, patted Yufei's right shoulder, and sat down at the dinner table. He took out two cups, got some tea, and asked Yu Fei to sit down, while he mentioned the box that the old man had said.

"Oh, ah, nothing, nothing. The box is here, but do you really want to see it?"

Yu Fei's thoughts were interrupted by death in a beautiful fantasy. However, she didn't blame him, and took out the box in the baggage, of course, before giving it to him, she didn't forget to ask.

"It's been three days since Grandpa left us, and this box may be Grandpa's hint for us next. My brother promised you that the burden of the future would be handed over to my brother. ”

He took the box and took all the responsibility for the future on himself. He felt guilty for her care. A man who stands up to the sky needs the care of a woman, is this still a man?

Yu Fei didn't speak, but she felt a warmth in her heart. Her face was also swept away by his words, and the shadow of her grandfather's death was swept away.

"Grandpa knows that you can't control yourself as an impatient. Maybe it's better for you to get in touch earlier. What Grandpa wants to say is that the ancestral sword of the Nangong family is a divine weapon left over from ancient times. There are multiple layers of seals on the sword body, and even Lord Nangong can't lift the seal on the sword body, just treat it as a sharp sword. ”

"I never thought that you would actually open the double seal of this ancient divine soldier, and this ancient divine soldier must have already recognized the master. The Nangong family was really saved. ”

"Lord Nangong said that when you break through to the Soul Sword Master, or even the Sword Saint level, then go to the Imperial Capital to save them. He said that the masters of the Imperial Sword Saint level were extremely rare, and even the emperor would not dare to kill a Sword Saint level powerhouse at will. Therefore, practice well, and when you break through the barrier and become another generation of peak powerhouses, even the emperor can't hinder your steps. ”

"The hope of the family can only be pinned on you, and everything should not be taken lightly. Grandpa has already considered that whether it is the ancient sword weapon or your safety, it is best to seek the protection of the great forces. The Sword Spirit Sect, which is thousands of miles away, is a good choice to cultivate to the level of a sword master as soon as possible. You take your grandfather's letter of recommendation and go to Sword Spirit Sect Elder Jian Qingling, and he will arrange everything for you..."

"Remember, love each other, and never quarrel with each other. Grandpa doesn't want to worry about you after leaving, under the Yellow Spring. In the end, grandpa has walked the mainland for many years in this life, and he has already been out of the world for many years, if not, maybe grandpa will be lonely and old, and he has no relatives. Therefore, you are grandpa's greatest happiness, don't be sad, grandpa dies without regrets!"

In the box, there was nothing but two letters and some money. Yan opened the letter written to them, in the letter, there were not many words, but every word and sentence was an exhortation, a concern, which made Yan feel uncomfortable.

The letter was light, like a feather, but it weighed as much as a thousand pounds in his heart. In his later years, the old man lived in the family for a long time, did not ask about the world for many years, and wanted to teach the death to adulthood. Unexpectedly, at the last moment of his life, he also died for him.

The old man has no regrets for his dedication, how can he repay him?

"Brother, what's wrong with you?"

Something was wrong with Yu Fei's attention. She asked softly, but she didn't respond.

She took the letter in her hand and read it in her beautiful eyes.

Her tears couldn't help but fall again, and she could clearly feel the old man's love for them.

"Brother, didn't you say it? With me in the future, I will never make you sad again. Yan suppressed his emotions, gently wiped away Yu Fei's tears, and promised softly.

In the old man's letters, he received a lot of information. For example, this ancient divine weapon was sealed by multiple spells, and it was unable to exert its due abilities. If all its seals are lifted, it will be a great help for the future, whether it is revenge or rescuing parents.

It's just that in the old man's letter, only three sentences were left about the unsealing of the ancient divine soldiers, "Open the front with tears, break the seal with blood, and turn your heart into a sword!"

The first two sentences are easy to understand, but how to understand the saying of 'turning the heart into a sword'?

And what is this Sword Spirit Sect? In the two empires, even he has never heard of this strange sect. And the requirements are so high, it takes a master at the level of a sword master to be qualified to reach the minimum threshold of this Sword Spirit Sect, I can't imagine how many masters exist in this Sword Spirit Sect?

Sword Master Level 1? In the past ten days, Yan's strength has grown rapidly, but I don't know how long it will be before this sword master level 1? Dou Qi cultivator and sword master level 1 seem to be only one level difference, but they are like a world of difference.

Even Yu Fei, who has a good talent, took about half a year to break through to the level of this sword master.

And he, who has a relatively mediocre talent, really doesn't know when he will be able to break through?

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