"Ah Wei, did you say that his father is still alive?" Liu Mingfan put the wooden box on his lap and looked at the photo album again and again.

Isn't it, the longing will always be so long.

Su Wei didn't speak, because he didn't know how to answer, he was a person who couldn't lie, even if it was a white lie.

I went to Changbai Mountain alone, and I haven't seen any news for two years, is there any hope for this?

Liu Mingfan looked at Su Wei, he saw the helplessness in Su Wei's eyes, but he had no choice but had to accept his fate.

"Demon hunters are destined to die alone. The voice of the flowing wind suddenly appeared in Liu Mingfan's mind, silently.

"Don't look for it, you can't find me. Liu Mingfan looked around, trying to find the source of the sound. Liufeng sneered, leaving a little smile in his tone, "The last time you saw me, it was because I took the initiative to summon you, with your current strength, if you want to take the initiative to see me, it's impossible." Rest assured, I can feel that your father is still alive, but not so complete. You'd better find a way to make yourself a qualified demon hunter first, and this seat will rest first. ”

With that, the wind vanished, as if it had never existed.

Liu Mingfan smiled bitterly, carefully received the album into the box, and hugged it tightly.

Along the way, neither of them spoke again, and they were silent until they arrived home.

"I'm back. As soon as Su Wei opened the door, he saw He Zhen waiting for them in the living room, surrounded by a stack of books, a set of clothes, and two boxes.

"Hmm. Su Wei nodded and sat aside. Liu Mingfan sat beside He Zhen very interestingly and let He Zhen hold him.

"When your Uncle Qiao said that he wanted you to know everything, I originally disagreed. Your father and I named you Ming Fan just to make you a mortal, and we don't want you to become a demon hunter. The demon hunter is destined to die alone. He Zhen let go of Liu Mingfan and held his hand tightly, a little lonely and a little helpless. But she still smiled, stretched out her left hand and gently stroked Liu Mingfan's face, tears flashing in her eyes.

"Oh, Mom, it's okay. Liu Mingfan choked up, gently put his left hand on He Zhen, and smiled. How could he not know the hard work of his parents, but he was unwilling, unwilling to give up like this.

"How can it be okay!" He Zhen suddenly cried out, hugging Liu Mingfan, for fear that as soon as he let go, he would disappear like Liu Feixuan.

Liu Mingfan gently patted He Zhen's back and didn't make a sound.

Su Wei was also silent.

The crying lasted for a long time, and the crying made my voice hoarse and my heart was broken.

"I'm going to cook for you, this is what your father left for you and Su Wei, you can see for yourself. He Zhen wiped her tears and got up to leave.

There are some things that you have to accept, so you can only face them.

"Ah Wei, yours. Liu Mingfan looked at what his father had left behind and saw a box with "Su Wei" written on it.

"Huh?" Su Wei didn't expect the teacher to have something left for him, he thought that the teacher had already told him everything. Taking the box handed over by Liu Mingfan, Su Wei was a little distracted, he could hear the things in the wooden box calling him.

Su Wei touched the cloud on his wrist and had a little headache.

Natsuya, who the hell are you?

Su Wei put the wooden box aside and didn't open it, I don't know why, he didn't want Liu Mingfan to see what was inside.

He didn't know what it was, but he guessed it.

"The teacher said, when you know the truth, I will take you to see Mr. Ming, when are you going to go?" Su Wei was still looking at the box and did not look up.

"Have you seen him?" Liu Mingfan was originally flipping through the notes left by Liu Feixuan, and when he heard Su Wei say this, he immediately raised his head.

"Well, he's in Hangzhou, and I've been in contact with him since the teacher left. I have already taken a leave of absence from Mr. Lin, and if I want to go, I can leave now. Su Wei said and took out two suitcases from the room, and the meaning couldn't be clearer.

At six o'clock in the evening, Su Wei and Liu Mingfan arrived at Xiaoshan Airport.

Tea House.

Liu Mingfan didn't expect that there would be such a place in a noisy and noisy city like Hangzhou, quiet and peaceful, just like a sentence: hidden in the city. It must be very comfortable to live here.

"Knock knock. Su Wei knocked on the door and stood firmly in front of the door.

Su Wei's right hand lightly put on his left wrist, and the black and white flow patterns on the clouds flowed slowly.

The door opened.

It was a girl who opened the door.

"I'm sorry, today's tea has been sold out, the tea house is closed and rested, if you want to drink tea, please write some tomorrow morning. The girl bowed deeply and prepared to close the door.

"Let's drink Sansheng tea. Su Wei didn't stop her, but she didn't let her close the door either.

Although it was not yet late at night, there was some silence on Phoenix Street, and Su Wei's voice echoed in the cold air.

"Please, both. The girl was stunned, retreated to the side of the door, and opened the door for Su Wei and Liu Mingfan.

"Wait a minute, gentlemen, you'll be there shortly. The girl served a plate of osmanthus cake to the two of them and stood quietly aside.

Liu Mingfan poked his head out and looked around, observing the room.

The quaint furniture, from tables and chairs to tea sets, each piece exudes antiquity. There are windows on the north and south walls, a stone kang in front of the south window, on which is a tea table, and a guqin hangs by the north window, but a string is broken. And in the middle of the room there was a tea table, which was where they were sitting now. On the west side of the tea table is a pen holder with a row of bamboo pole pens hanging from it, and on the east side is an incense table with a statue of Sanqing and an incense burner.

Not like a tea room, more like an altar.

The curtain of the tea room was lifted, and Liu Mingfan and Su Wei looked at the black-robed man who walked in.

"Thank you, go to sleep first. The man rubbed the girl's head, a smile on his face.

"Hmm. The girl nodded in a daze, and conveniently opened the tea room, leaving the three of them.

"Mr. Hades. Su Wei got up and made a mockery to the black-robed man, and the clouds on his wrist flowed rapidly.

When Liu Mingfan saw Su Wei saluting, he followed Su Wei's example and got up to prepare to make a mockery.

But he was pushed away by Su Wei.

Su Wei held Yun Yu in his hand and looked at the Ming coldly.

"Not bad. Ming raised his eyebrows, gently turned the tea knife in his hand, and his eyes became cold. "But that's not enough!"

Ming slowly waved the tea knife in his hand, drawing a knife light in the air, slashing towards Su Wei.

Heaven and earth are on the line, life and death are a thought.

Su Wei felt the coercion he had felt on Liu Feixuan, the coercion from heaven and earth. Liu Feixuan told him that if Liu Mingfan knew the truth, he would bring Liu Mingfan to see this man. But this man may help them, or he may kill them.

Without this man's help, he will die, and if this man kills them, he will die. Only by letting this man give clues to repair the mountain and sea mirror can there be a glimmer of life.

But this man can't trust the two hairy boys, and he can't trust the Liu family.

Su Wei did not hesitate to insert Yun Yu into his heart, and blood rushed out along Yun Chen's black and white flow lines, soaking the entire Yun Chen.

"Mingfan, run!" Su Wei roared, Yun Yan's sword body shattered, and the black and white flow patterns on the sword body stirred the blood color and flowed rapidly, faintly drawing a yin and yang fish in the air, crashing into the flying sword light.

The Yin Yang Fish spun rapidly, in order to counteract the infinite killing intent in the sword light. When the two collided, there were no sparks flying, and there was no change of color, and the sword light was only slightly hindered for a moment, and then it penetrated the yin and yang fish.

He couldn't stop it after all.

I'm sorry, teacher.

Su Wei closed his eyes, feeling his body being torn apart by a knife, and he had no complaints or regrets in his heart.

"Ah Wei, do you blame me?" That night, Liu Feixuan sat beside him like this, looking at the moon in the sky.

"No complaints. ”

"Actually, if you complain about me, I'll feel better. Liu Feixuan stretched out his hand and put his hand on Su Wei's shoulder, his tone a little heavy. "I brought you back, indeed, for some selfish purposes. I have taken a fancy to your talent, and I hope you can protect Xiao Fan, and even hope that you can bear what he deserves for him.

But after so many years, I don't want you to bear anything for Ming Fan.

You are all my sons. ”

You are all my sons.

This sentence kept floating in Su Wei's mind, refusing to dissipate.

I'm sorry, father.

I'm sorry, brother.