"What other hole cards do you have, let's take them out together." The woman was wearing a bronze mask, no one knew what she looked like, Chen Chen only saw from her back that the person was someone he knew.

Even if you don't know him, you can't do it, because that woman took the initiative to protect him.

"Demon girl, no matter how many injuries we have today, we won't let you go." Several old men were all punched by the woman, and the other disciples were fine, they supported the old man and looked at each other angrily.

The wind, some faint wind, at this moment, everyone was covered with hair, as if heaven and earth were imprisoned.

The woman finally became serious, and the person who came seemed to be very extraordinary.

"Are you going to do it to me?" The woman looked at the person, her expression changed slightly, and the sword in both hands was picked up again, guarding against the man who looked extremely old.

"Take off your mask, I'm not going to shoot at you." This is an ancestor of the Huashan sect, he has been in retreat, rarely goes out of the mountain, maybe, it will not take a few years of hard work, he will sit down.

"He's not dead yet?" Some people in the martial arts recognized the old man, this was the head of the Huashan faction two generations ago, and he was not dead now, he was still alive.

"The Huashan faction is so secretive." The various sects were jealous, and they could see at a glance that this old man's skills were extremely profound, and he might still be above the woman in front of him, but now, the other major factions in the martial arts did not have such a senior old man like this.

"You really won't, do you?" The woman didn't believe him.

"You're a descendant of that person, I don't have to lie to you." The old man said clearly, with a hint of gentleness on his face.

"Who are you to know me?" The woman's heart was shocked, and she was slightly surprised.

"That year, I entered Huashan with her, practiced martial arts and practiced swords together, if there was no accident, I would ...... with her, and later, an accident appeared, I fell into a deep mountain with her, fortunately nothing happened, but we encountered many vampire bats, and we were almost buried in their wombs."

The old man's remembrance seems to be bland, but it is indescribably thrilling to think about, at that time, how good it is if there is no accident, the old man's face seems to have some brilliance, his body trembled slightly, and became straight again.

He seems to be dozens of years younger, back to the way he was.

"At this time, a man appeared, he was powerful and resolved our crisis, and then we became brothers." Speaking of this, the old man was excited, "From that time, the person I love often thinks about it, and the person who thinks about it is not me. ”

He is very heartbroken, the person he likes empathizes with him, his heart is like water, and there is no transcendent feeling.

"Later, she finally left and eloped with the man who was mighty in the world, and that year, I let them go, and they also lived in seclusion in Zhongnan Mountain."

"After many years, they have become famous in Zhongnan Mountain, I am happy for them, and of course, there are more tears."

"I'm very conflicted, and then I can't go into retreat, from the time I got the position of head of the sect, I was only in the sect, and I didn't care about the rest, just like that, in a blink of an eye, decades or more than a hundred years have passed, and when I inquire about them again, they have passed away, and their descendants don't know where they have gone."

The wind was still, everything was quiet, no one was talking, they were listening carefully to the past, and the major events related to martial arts turned out to have something to do with him.

"Later, I heard that they had left behind a daughter, and I was very worried about her, so I sent someone to look for her, and finally learned that she was taken in by a good Samaritan, and finally married a mortal, and finally, you were born."

The old man seemed to know the origin of the woman, he looked at her with excitement, she really looked like that person, especially the girl inherited the kung fu of her grandparents.

She has instilled martial arts since she was a child, but her father didn't know it, and because of this, the girl's mother died prematurely, but she was satisfied.

With kung fu, no one can bully, even if she is upside down, she has to be looked down upon by others, she doesn't like girls to be like her, mixed in the mortal world, repeating her past.

Perhaps, at that moment, the girl's mother saw his parents, and they expected their offspring not to forget their heritage, and maybe from that moment, the girl's mother made a vow to give the girl a different world.

"It turns out that all this was given by my mother." The girl's heart could not be calm, she really wanted to return to her mother's arms and kiss her mother's forehead, but at this moment, no one could replace her.

"Since you were a child, you have a strong cognition, and you are also the descendant of my brother, inheriting his bloodline, plus the prestige of your grandparents in Zhongnan Mountain, and finally one day, I will put you back to Zhongnan Mountain again, and slowly teach you, and later, you have a cognition, a premonition, and finally return to Zhongnan Mountain and never be born again."

The old man said slowly, everything was revealed, the mask on the girl's face was torn off, she looked at the old man, and couldn't say a word.

It was he, the one who brought her to Zhongnan Mountain, it was he who guided her to turn her kung fu to the powerful side, and it was he who made her feel another kind of warmth.

"The master in my mouth, is it you?" Lu Xiyue's crystal tears were sprinkled, she was like a goddess, and her peerless face reappeared, but at this moment, the goddess cried, and someone's heart also trembled, and her heart was sad.

"It's me." The old man was calm, he watched her finally grow up, he looked at the face that was the same as her in his heart, he froze, and finally sighed again.

"Why lie to me." Lu Xiyue gritted her teeth lightly, and some blood oozed out.

"I didn't lie to you, everything is real." The old man responded, and he didn't move.

"My grandparents, you killed them, but later you regretted it, in order to make up for the blood debt owed in that period, you found my mother, but unfortunately my mother had died at that time, and you secretly carried me to Zhongnan Mountain, instructed me in martial arts, and fulfilled your regrets in this life."

Lu Xiyue stepped up with her sword, she looked at the old man, her heart ached.

"Whatever you want." The old man closed his eyes, and the past was empty, and nothing was there.

The sword, pointed at his neck, he was motionless, as if he had let go of all that had been, everything has cause and effect, no matter what the result is, he is willing to bear it, this life, is a lonely life, no one understands his loneliness, his life.

There is no person to love, there is no nostalgia, he doesn't know what he is living for, he has been in retreat for a long time, guarding the big faction of Huashan, which is an indispensable thing for him.

In addition, he couldn't see any hope, and he suffered from longing every day, it was this pain that made him take risks, he went to Zhongnan Mountain, and inadvertently took a drug, they believed in him so much, but since then Yin and Yang have been separated.

He fled after that, only later did he hear that there was a sleeping child, and when he went again, it was a dilapidated house, and the girl had long since disappeared.

For decades, hundreds of years, he had been searching for the whereabouts of that girl, and finally learned that she had been adopted by mortals, and he watched the girl be married into a military family, watched her have the next generation, and watched the child she raised and died, and only then did he have the idea of making amends.

From then on, he made the girl a key object of training, and watched her grow up and run away from home, with amazing changes, but he never let the girl see his face, and he changed his voice.

Now, he recognized the girl, and he knew that he should pay it back, and without the shackles of fate, he would be relaxed.

"Kill me." He finally sighed.

Lu Xiyue's sword was almost able to pierce the old man's neck, she didn't move, just like the old man, as if weathered, she didn't move for a long time.

If it weren't for the tears in the corners of their eyes, maybe no one would have been able to see that they were living people.

"Don't kill my ancestor." Huashan taught Master Qingluo to abandon the sword, and he shouted, "If you want to kill, kill me, as long as you can exchange the life of the ancestor." ”

"Master." The old man of the Huashan faction also shouted, he knew that his master was still alive, so he had no scruples, but now it was such a thing, he knew the temperament of the master, he suddenly knelt in front of Lu Xiyue, begging her not to hurt the old man.

In an instant, there was a singing voice, like meeting the sky in the dark, passing through the overlapping mountains, turning into everyone's ears, quiet and silent, talking for a long time, there was a voice echoing, I am still me, a dream is still a dream, just the rings of the years, constantly turning......

"The sound of prosperity escaped into the empty door

It has tormented the world

Dreams are cold and tossing and turning all their lives

There are a few more love debts

Such as you default to life and death, etc

Waiting for the rings of the ......"

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