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When the referee announced that the final winner was himself, his heavy heart was also liberated at that moment, the hands that held the Yi Soul Sword were released, his eyes slowly closed, and his body fell straight down...

"Brother (Brother Yin)!"

"Brother Nangong!"

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When everyone saw this scene, their faces turned from joy to worry, and they couldn't help but shout loudly, and at the same time, many of his friends rushed down at this moment...

It was another three days before Nangong Yan slowly woke up under the careful care of Yufei and Ni Xue. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 The first thing he saw was Yu Fei and Ni Xue lying in front of his bed sleeping deeply, he could clearly see the dark circles under the eyes of the two girls, and then look at the delicious food on the table, which made his heart warm suddenly. He gently combed the sideburns of the two of them, very distressed.

"Brother Nangong, you have been busy with these two girls these days. Thinking of what the two women have done for Nangong Yan in the past few days, even Li Shenmin, who is indifferent to everything, is very moved.

"I understand, and thank you for your concern. Nangong Yan said softly.

"Okay, now let these two have a good rest, Mentor Zhang Ling has some things to do with you. Li Shenmin whispered.

Nangong Yan nodded, carefully put the quilt on the two women's bodies, got up and left with Li Shenmin...

Zhang Ling's residence:

"What did you say, the Yi Soul Sword was opened by Fei'er?" Nangong Yan, who was sitting on a chair, said in surprise.

"Yes, Yi Soul Ni Yu, these two love swords that accompany each other can only be opened by the truest and purest people with their precious tears, and you love Ni Xue, not Fei'er, but Fei'er loves you deeply. So much so that in that case, the Soul Sword can be opened and used for your use. Zhang Ling stood aside and explained.

"The sword of love, the sword born of love. Yi Soul, Yi Soul, why did you choose Yu Fei to recognize me as the master, and why did you let me fall into the abyss of this love?" Nangong Yan subconsciously touched the Yi Soul Sword on his waist and thought to himself.

"Because of this, the Soul Sword can't inject your affection, and once you meet a strong person like Xue Ming three days ago, the improvement of the Soul Sword is extremely limited. ”

"If you stay in the academy for further study, maybe this kind of improvement will be enough, but your purpose is to go to the Blood Road Mountain Range to experience, and the level of danger is by no means what you can imagine. If there is no light snow, I'm afraid it will be a problem for you to stay for three days. Therefore, to get rid of this emotion, what is needed is for your affection to be re-infused into this sword. ”

"It's Fei'er's sword, so why should I erase her love for the sword? ”

"You are wrong, Fei'er's love all started with you, and it is precisely because of the existence of this love that the Yi Soul Sword can truly merge with you. This is not Fei'er's sword, it is a sword that symbolizes heaven and earth, and only a man can merge with it with his most affectionate and good soul and make it confess its Lord. And Fei'er's tears are just an opportunity to let it open, without this opportunity, even if you are the owner of the Soul Sword, you will not be able to truly communicate with it. ”

"There are many secrets of the Soul Sword that have not been discovered, and without you, then the secrets of this Excalibur will not be revealed. Because you are the child of Mo Tian Shenzun, only you can make it recognize you as the Lord!"

Zhang Ling threw a bombshell out, his tone softened, and his expression was much more relaxed.

"You lie to me, how can I be the child of that adult thousands of years ago, impossible, impossible..." Nangong Yan said incoherently.

Such an answer made the hidden pain in his heart come to his heart again, and the topic in his heart that he didn't want to mention again resurfaced.

"I don't want to believe it, but this is the truth, the Sword Pavilion Master's ability is thorough, and even I don't have any reason to object to his judgment. What's more, you can hold the Soul Sword, and the fact that it recognizes the Lord is also enough to prove your identity. In fact, after learning your identity, even I was hesitant to accept you as an apprentice, and that time I was just tempting, but I didn't expect you to agree so readily, which really surprised me. Thinking of the previous incident, Zhang Ling was very relieved and happy.

"Mentor, a figure of thousands of years, how can his child be only eighteen years old? Do you think I will believe your nonsense? I have always admired you as a person, but in this matter, you have disappointed me so much. ”

Nangong Yan never believed that he would be the identity of that character, even if Mentor Zhang Ling said so, even if it was the omnipotent Sword Pavilion Master.

Nangong Yan sat on the chair all of a sudden, his face shocked, and his heart was extremely reluctant to believe it. He is a descendant disciple of the Nangong family, and he is by no means the child of a big man. Besides, if a character from thousands of years ago had a child, it would be an old monster who would not die for thousands of years, and he had just turned eighteen years old.

He just wants to live an ordinary life, can't he?

"As a teacher, I don't know what kind of means the Mo Tian Divine Venerable used back then to make you grow up healthily after thousands of years. But we believe that Mo Tian Shenzun can do it, because his strength has reached the realm of creation, although he can't create life, but if he wants to seal a person for thousands of years and grow, it's not a problem. ”

"In the eyes of the teacher, your identity is the descendant of the Nangong family, or the bloodline left by Mo Tianshenzun, but your cultivation cannot be put down. For the sake of your parents in prison, and for the sake of uncovering the secrets of thousands of years ago, you must keep improving. ”

Zhang Ling naturally knew what Nangong Yan was sad about now, he sat on the chair next to Nangong Yan, and continued to speak, hoping to eliminate the pain in Nangong Yan's heart. He knew that this was impossible, but he still had to do it, because Nangong Yan was his apprentice.

"Father, mother, how much have you hidden from Yin'er, why haven't you even been willing to talk about it until now?" Nangong Yan clasped his hands in front of his chest, tears appeared in his eyes, and he fell ruthlessly on the shiny floor, and said in his mouth.

Indeed, since Nangong Yan was sensible, he felt that his parents were hiding something. But at that time, how could he have thought that these were all about him.

He does not hate his parents, on the contrary, he is grateful to them, because of them, he has such a happy childhood, a past worthy of his recollection.

But the cruelty of reality made him have to accept his identity, his own secrets, and his own responsibilities.

"As a wise man who is above the Empire, you shouldn't have this kind of cowardice, because you are the only child of Mo Tian Shenzun, and you are also the person most likely to step into that last step in our entire continent!" Zhang Ling really couldn't stand it and reminded.

Back then, Mo Tian Shenzun was brave and resolute, never afraid, and his strength was even more dominant, and it was difficult to meet opponents. But his children were...

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