c_t; Fan Shanhe weakly stretched out his hand, wanting to recall Xue Qianqian and his 'daughter', but he couldn't make a sound. [Fast update, refreshing website pages, few ads, I like this kind of website the most, be sure to praise]. For more recent chapters, visit:

The Snow 'Flower' Palace Master gently held Fan Shanhe's trembling hand and said, "The 'girl' has grown up and has her own ideas, you have refused to tell the truth all these years, and it is normal for her to resent you and hate you, but you are her father after all, and you are the big hero she once thought about day and night, and no one can change this." ”

As he spoke, he poured two glasses of wine, and handed one to Fan Shanhe.

Fan Shanhe held the wine glass, his hands trembled, the wine spilled out, wetting his pale hands, looking at such a young man who was destined to make the whole world look up, instead of being happy, his eyes became more and more cold.

"If you take another step, I will kill you, and then the Holy Sword 'Gate' and the Snow 'Flower' Holy Land will start a war, and the entire Shiwei Realm will be involved, and there will be deaths at that time, and many people will die. ”

"And you, because of the love of your sons and daughters, have become the culprit of all this. ”

After hearing this, his heart was shaken for the first time.

Standing in place like a wooden bar, I watched my beloved 'girl' being taken away.

The Snow 'Flower' Palace Master gently patted his back, just as he gently smoothed the slightly 'messy' hair around her ears back then.

The Snow Flower Palace Master put down the wine glass, his breathing became rapid, and after taking a breath, he said, "After drinking this glass of wine, you are my husband," she turned to look at Fan Shanhe with hazy eyes, and gently held his cheek, "And I am also your wife." ”

Fan Shanhe nodded with all his might.

He waited twenty-six years for this sentence.

She also waited twenty-six years for this wine.

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Twenty-six years have been torment.

But for 26 years, he didn't dare to recognize his 'daughter', and today, he personally sent his 'daughter' to Huangquan Road.

Such a man is a shining hero in the world of micro-fiction, but he is not a qualified husband or a qualified father.

Such a man, such a father, should I love or hate? Do you want to recognize each other?

Thousands of complicated emotions and emotions were blocked in her heart, Xue Qianqian choked and opened her mouth slightly, but she couldn't say a word.

After a long time, Xue Qianqian suddenly turned and left.

There was no looking back.

When the Snow 'Flower' Holy Land came to take her away, it sent three Spirit Void Realm powers to intercept him, plus two Holy Sword 'Gate' Spirit Void Realm powers, including his senior uncle, there were a total of five Spirit Void Realm powers, in the face of this terrifying power that was enough to sweep through the vast majority of sect 'gate' forces in the Micro Realm, Fan Shanhe was forced to kill a bloody path.

When he came to her, he was covered in blood, but he was still standing.

Although shaky, he is a man who stands up to the sky.

He's her man, he's her hero.

And at that time, the previous generation of Snow 'Flower' Palace Master, that is, her mother,

Xue Qianqian slowly straightened up, looking at the dying man, grievances, anger, resentment, and sorrow suddenly surged into her heart.

When she was a child, she saw that other children were accompanied by their parents, so she always asked her mother why she didn't have a father, and the master of the Snow 'Flower' Palace always told her that her father was a big hero, and he couldn't come back when he had something to do, and her mother said so, so she believed it, and looked forward to the day when her father returned.

For countless days and nights, she imagined what her father looked like, imagining the great hero she had never seen before, and she didn't even know his name.

It wasn't until she grew up, knowing more things and understanding more, that she began to realize that what her mother said was nothing but a huge lie.

And it wasn't until today that she finally knew that her father was actually the Holy Sword 'Gate' and 'Gate' Lord Fan Shanhe, who was the recognized leader of the Sword Dao in the Shiwei Realm, a sword Dao saint who had 100,000 sword cultivators gathered with a wave of his hand, and a great hero who saved tens of thousands of Shiwei Realm cultivators in the Battle of Hangu Pass.

But so what?

The big hero, but he couldn't even keep his 'woman' at the beginning, and the Snow 'Flower' Palace Master held his hand and said, "Shanhe, you still owe me a glass of wine." ”

Fan Shanhe's throat trembled slightly, blood blocked in his throat, and he choked and couldn't speak.

The Snow 'Flower' Palace Master held a wine glass in his right hand, and Fan Shanhe's right hand holding the wine glass was 'intertwined', looking at Fan Shanhe affectionately.

'Hand' over a glass of wine.

Drink right.

Just like twenty-six years ago, the two met and fell in love, that starry night, he was young and frivolous, he took her hand and said bold words, "In the future, I will let the entire Shiwei world witness our wedding, and I will marry you home in front of all the strong people, so that you can become the happiest 'woman' in the whole Shiwei world and the whole world." ”

At that moment, she believed.

At that moment, he also believed that he could do it.

It's just that what awaits her and him is the joint opposition of the two strongest holy places.

Fan Shanhe once said that man will conquer the sky, but in the end, he and her sect 'sect' are no match for him.

Even if he was already the first person in the younger generation of kendo at that time, even if he was the youngest Spirit Void Realm powerhouse in the history of the Holy Sword 'Gate' at that time, even if he loved her deep into the bone marrow soul, but after all, he was no match for the rules of checks and balances between the Holy Land.

In the three years since then, he **** drank every night, drunk and unwilling to wake up.

Until that day, the 'girl' who made him think about it day and night came to see him at the 'door' of the holy sword, holding a three-year-old little 'girl' child in his hand.

"Qianqian, come, call uncle. She said.

Fan Shanhe, who had almost been forgotten by the entire Holy Sword 'Gate', finally woke up from his drunkenness, knelt in front of the mother and daughter, holding the face of the little 'girl' child who was seven or eight points similar to his eyebrows and eyes, and wept silently.

Fan Shanhe opened his mouth and drank the wine in his cup.

A heart-rending cough.

Fragments of blackened internal organs were coughed out.

But after all, I waited.

She leaned on his arms, looked at the silent night and said, "Our 'daughter' is not surnamed Xue, but Fan, Fan Qianqian, Qianqian of thousands of years, thousands of mountains and rivers." ”

Tears crossed his cheeks.

Snow 'Flower' Ji whispered softly, "I, Snow 'Flower' Ji, is your wife of Fan Mountains and Rivers, and I couldn't accompany you to see the splendid stars of my lifetime before I was alive, but after I died, I can accompany you to see the splendid mountains and rivers for generations." ”

Snow 'Hua' Ji leaned on Fan Shanhe's arms, slept quietly, and never woke up.

Fan Shanhe closed his eyes and smiled on the corner of his mouth.

Life is hard, and the beloved should be returned.

With you, no matter life or death, in this life, there will be no regrets.

In the east, there is a round of tomorrow breaking through the clouds, and the sun is shining.

It's dawn.

Yun Mo came to Xue Qianqian's side, and the two of them looked silently at the two figures on the boat who were leaning against each other.

I don't know how long it took, Yun Mo suddenly whispered, "If you want to cry, cry." ”

Xue Qianqian gritted her teeth, her body trembling.

The saddest thing in the world is that there is no more suffering than being unspeakable, and there is sadness and not being able to cry.

Yun Mo opened his arms and took Xue Qianqian into his arms.

Xue Qianqian's eyes wept, and finally cried, first in a low voice, then in a low voice, then in a wail, and finally in a heart-rending manner.

This 'girl', who is arrogant and indifferent in the eyes of the world and has thousands of loves, is crying like a sad and helpless child at the moment.

Yun Mo gently patted her back and said softly, "It's all over, everything is over." ”