This loyal old servant of the Hua family has a thick hardship and helplessness written on his face!

After a while, he rubbed his reddened eyes, and then continued to murmur in a hoarse voice, "On the fourth day after the world-shaking battle of the Wanhua Palace Helm, Duanmu Fenghua's demon girl, but she didn't care about her uncle's grace not to kill, but she took revenge, and suddenly found Miss Mantian in anger!" ”

"For Miss Mantian, suddenly attack like a mad dog! The two had another big battle, but at that time, Miss Mantian was still holding the little boy who was less than one year old, and she couldn't spread it out! ”

In the end, although the demon girl was seriously injured and vomited blood, Miss Mantian's injuries were even more serious. As a result, she was lucky to succeed, and the little boy was robbed ......"

"At that time, in the wilderness, when Miss Mantian desperately spent two hours chasing after her, and when she found it again, the demon girl seemed to be more seriously injured for some reason, as if she had been poisoned! But the little boy is gone! ”

The demon girl shouted frantically, she can't avenge the destruction of Wanhua Palace, but she just wants to let my aunt and young lady taste the pain of losing their own flesh and blood, so that they can live in pain for the rest of their lives! Tell her that she had killed the little boy with her own hands, and then threw him at the foot of the mountain to feed the wild wolves, and then fled......"

The old man's eyes were filled with cloudy tears, "When ...... When Miss Mantian chased to the foot of the mountain, she saw only two torn clothes left on the ground, which were stained with blood! ”

"And all around, there are packs of wild wolves. Poor Miss Mantian, who is a first-time mother, has lost her own flesh and blood, and she didn't even look at the corpse of the little boy! ”

"The old slave still remembers that I hugged the little boy back then! Although he is only a few months old, he has a special aura and is very cute. But...... But that's it...... gone."

"If it weren't for my uncle, how could the little boy suffer such a catastrophe?"

The voice was choked and muffled, "I remember that on the night of the accident, the young lady returned to the old house of the Hua family with a lot of scars!" Locked himself in his room and cried for two days and two nights! ”

"I remember that in those two days, the heavy rain in the capital was particularly heavy, and the whole Hua family was lifeless! In the life of the old slave, he has never seen the old man drop a tear and frown! But that day, the old man knelt in the ancestral hall and cried profusely. At that time, he was only in his fifties, but overnight, his black hair turned snow-white! ”

"And on the morning of the third day, the young lady only left a letter to the old man, saying that she would disappear without her daughter!"

"Since then, there has been no news of my aunt and young lady, and they have disappeared, and no one knows where they are now......

……

For a while, the atmosphere of the scene was even more depressing and dull, always filled with deep sadness and sadness!

Chen Feiyang was not moved?

How can you imagine that twenty-four years ago, the "Sword God" Chen Qingdi and the "Sword Saint" were all over the sky, both extinct in the rivers and lakes, and there was such a little-known inside story?

But how can you not imagine how unbearable pain and sorrow the loss of one's own flesh and blood is for any parent?

Huaxia martial arts, a generation of legends admired by tens of thousands of people, but suffered so much. Although I don't know each other, I only feel sour in my heart!

Hua Mangong lowered his head even more, and his eyes were very red!

Time passed, and I don't know how long it took for Chen Feiyang to smile bitterly, and turned his head to look at Hua Mangong, "You say, it won't be your uncle, who has a leg with the former palace master of Wanhua Palace, that demon girl's daughter won't be your uncle's illegitimate daughter, right?" Otherwise, how could he show mercy to his subordinates at a critical moment and spare the life of the demon girl? ”

"You don't talk nonsense!" Unexpectedly, this guy glared at him angrily and scolded, "Don't insult my uncle's innocence out of thin air!" ”

"Although I only met my uncle once when I was a child, the legend about him has always been the hottest topic in our Hua family! Although my uncle is dissolute and uninhibited, he seems to be a little obscene, and Tian shamelessly likes to flaunt his handsomeness at every turn, but he can still distinguish between right and wrong, since ancient times, good and evil are not separated, how can he be stained with the people of Wanhua Palace? ”

"Besides, although my uncle is in the Great Perfection Realm, he is afraid of his wife! My aunt is a very hot-tempered person, and she is very scary when she starts a fire! One look can scare my uncle so much that he doesn't dare to come out! Even if he has the heart of a thief, he doesn't have the courage to be a thief! ”

"Actually, the master is right, my uncle is in a dignified state of consummation, and he is fearless in the world, but he is only afraid of his wife! Even if you sometimes walk on the street and see a beautiful girl looking twice, you can be cleaned up by the lady! Unexpectedly, Fu Bo smiled playfully and echoed, "If you want to say that my uncle has a leg with that demon girl, the old slave will be killed and don't believe it!" ”

Immediately, he sighed again, and the conversation changed, "It's all old things, don't mention it!" ”

"What the old slave is most worried about now is that it is really as I guessed, the resurgence of the Wanhua Palace has made a comeback! After all, Duanmu Fenghua's demon girl survived at the beginning, and she was still in the martial arts of the Little Perfection Realm. It is not impossible to disappear and lie down to taste the courage, with the hatred of destroying the door, and secretly working hard for more than 20 years! ”

"Of course, I hope the old slave's guess is wrong, I hope that at the reception just now, the martial arts atmosphere and move style of those more than ten people are a little similar to Wanhua Palace, it's just a coincidence!"

"After all, if this is the case, 'Shu Caishen' is not a person in the martial arts at all, and it has nothing to do with the dignified Wanhua Palace, let alone the Eight Poles, how could the demon girl be the first to start, it is the Shu family? This is also simply not explained! ”

"Otherwise, my uncle and Miss Mantian are both silent, if today's martial arts are decent, only the girl of the Ye family is left, with a peerless martial arts in the Little Perfection Realm, who else can compete with Wanhua Palace?"

"And more importantly, Wanhua Palace has always been ruthless and will be retribution! Tonight's cocktail party has lost more than a dozen masters, and they are afraid that they will never give up! ”

"......" So in an instant, Chen Feiyang shuddered!

The old face brushed the ground, miserable green, stunned, and cold sweat came out of his forehead!

The heart is pounding, the brain is buzzing!

I can't see that the loyal old servant of the Hua family in front of me is by no means a person without a target! Since this inference comes out of the mouth, it is not far from ten!

The so-called hope guess is wrong, and I am afraid it is just a prayer of luck!

it! Nine hundred and eighty slots!

The brute who kills a thousand knives with a full bow, plays wow, sings a big play, pours tea on his face, and provokes a wow!

Keep playing, let's play Dafa!

Your uncle's! Lao Tzu is such a small minion, provoking Nima to be fishy!

Immortal banbanban! A hundred heads is not enough for someone to cut off!

Even if Lao Tzu obediently washed it in vain, he took the initiative to send it to Zhang Shiying's mother-in-law's boudoir, and let her ravage and spoil it, he wouldn't dare to provoke Wanhua Palace!

Now it's a dead deal, it's going to die! I'm going to die!