Xu Qiulan was very scared, and clearly felt what kind of terrifying power was hidden in the human body in front of her, even if she didn't use it deliberately, it still affected her mind, and she gradually became confused.

She knew very well that if she was addicted, she would inevitably incur extremely terrible consequences, but she wanted to get out, but she couldn't extricate herself.

Fortunately, when the two were about to get out of control, the force that was enough to destroy the world swept away and disappeared without a trace.

"Hey!"

Wu Ming gently helped Xu Qiulan up, and smiled apologetically, "I'm scared of you!"

"It's hard, isn't it?"

Xu Qiulan's face was slightly pale, how could she not know that this was Wu Ming's respect for herself?

"It's still holding on!"

Wu Ming shook his head slightly, straightened Xu Qiulan, and said in a deep voice, "Don't worry, at least until it's done, I'll be fine." ”

"The kid...... Are you alright?"

Xu Qiulan said silently.

As a confidante and a current farmer, one of the leaders of the temple, he knows far more than ordinary people.

What's more, Wu Ming didn't deliberately hide it, and the things of the year couldn't be hidden from someone who wanted to investigate.

"The same old way!"

Wu Ming shook his head, not knowing where to start.

His own family knows his own affairs, although he is confident that he can defeat the Demon Ancestor, and even makes many arrangements, but it is difficult to guarantee that he will save his daughter under the power of the last counterattack.

"If you need anything, just say, I will support you!"

Xu Qiulan forced a smile.

"If you have time, go see her, Red Lotus, I'll let you know!"

Wu Ming got up slowly, and the smile on his face gradually faded.

"Come back early!"

Xu Qiulan didn't stop it, and vaguely noticed what Wu Ming was going to do, like a caring wife, she sorted out Wu Ming's clothes.

"Don't worry!"

Wu Ming lowered his head, kissed the beauty's white forehead, and walked away.

Sent to the gate of the courtyard, looking at the thin and resolute figure disappearing into the distance, Xu Qiulan smiled and closed the courtyard door.

"Humph!"

Nowhere was there, Wu Ming looked at the sky with a gloomy face, and clenched his fist fiercely, "It seems that you have already noticed something, but with this calculation, you can't help me." Do you really think that everyone will be at your mercy?

If you want to harm my cultivation, you are a mortal enemy, and if I come to this day, how can I become a slave of power?"

Call!

As he spoke, Wu Ming had disappeared, as if nothing had happened, only the sky, which seemed to be dimmed, was as bright as ever in an instant.

......

The war was in full swing, and the entire human race was almost fully engaged, but it did not affect the people at the bottom, but the atmosphere was a little more tense.

With the implementation of various policies of the temples, it has already affected all aspects of the human race and penetrated into the homes of ordinary people.

There is no longer the past, and every time a war comes, it is as desperate as if the family has been destroyed.

Of course, it is also necessary to pray to God to worship the Buddha, to pray for the safe return of their children, and of course, to pray for today's saint to be a saint.

But he didn't know that in the eyes of the saints, this great Ming saint, who was now supervising the war on the frontier, had just left the place where his confidante was at this time and came to an inconspicuous valley somewhere in Shenzhou.

"Hey!"

A sigh came from the valley, but in front of the small courtyard, a sturdy man in short clothes put down the wood carving in his hand, looked at the sky, got up slowly, and boiled water to make tea.

Crunch!

The door of the wooden house opened, and a woman wearing a white cloth skirt and a headscarf looked out of the courtyard gate with some sorrow.

"Mother!"

Not far away, next to the drying rack, a girl who had just washed a few clothes was shaking off, muttering dissatisfiedly, as if she was very unhappy to do this kind of work.

But looking at it, it is not very beautiful, a pair of eyebrows are as black as black, revealing a man-like heroic spirit, and there is a strange and attractive temperament, you know that she is not an ordinary woman.

Even though it is the woman in the cloth skirt wrapped in a headscarf, although her face is cold and does not apply powder, it is difficult to hide the peerless beauty.

Even the man who is boiling water, with a pair of slender hands, as white and tender as a woman, even the mother and daughter can't compare, it can be seen that it is extraordinary.

A family of three, all of whom are extraordinary people, live in seclusion in this barren mountains and mountains, inaccessible places, and are full of eccentricity.

Crunch!

The courtyard gate moved lightly, and a thin figure in a green shirt walked into the courtyard as if no one was around.

"It's you!"

When the girl saw someone coming, she seemed to be angry, and she didn't have a good breath, "What are you doing here?"

"Zhao'er, don't be rude!"

The woman snorted, as if she was angry, and as if she was on guard, she dragged the girl behind her, and in her cold eyes, there was obviously a nervous look, looking at the man in green shirt who came step by step.

"It's a guest from afar, let's have a cup of tea!"

But the man who did the wood carving, still calm and composed, as if he was ordinary, grabbed the steaming kettle and poured water into the porcelain bowl.

Tea leaves, which are obviously not very good, tumble in the hot water, and soon a slight aroma of tea wafts out.

Ordinary porcelain tea bowls, ordinary tea foam, and very ordinary mountain spring water!

Only, not ordinary people!

"Phew!"

The man in the green shirt took a sip of tea, smacked his lips, spit out a piece of tea leaves, and said lightly, "This is the hospitality of the Sword Immortal?"

"What kind of guest are you?"

The girl seemed to be a little angry, broke free from the woman's hand, stepped forward a few steps, and pointed to the green shirt, "Wu Ming, if it weren't for you, how could my sister have a home and not go back......"

"Are you venting, you haven't enjoyed fine clothes and food in the past five years, right?"

Wu Ming didn't raise his eyelids, although it was a question, but it fell on everyone's ears, as if this was the truth.

"You...... What nonsense are you talking about?"

The girl's face was slightly red, and she trembled with anger.

"Zhao'er!"

The woman hurriedly stepped forward and stopped the girl, looking at Wu Mingdao with a slight frown, "Our family lives here in seclusion, walking in the world, regardless of right and wrong, does Da Ming Sheng have to be so aggressive?"

"Hey!"

Wu Ming shook his head with a smile, looked at the man in Mai, and said mockingly, "Sword Immortal thinks so too?"

"Cause and effect!"

The man in sackcloth raised his head, the sword eyebrows that flew obliquely into the temples frowned deeply, and a pair of eyes were like sharp swords, but he said with a soft light around his fingers, "What should come will come after all, you can give me five years, thank you!"

"Daddy!"

The girl looked at the Mai man in disbelief.

She didn't understand why her father, who was known as the number one sword immortal in the world and the strongest person in the world, had such a side.

It turned out that this family of three was none other than Li Qingge, Cihang Sword Saint and his wife, and their only daughter - Li Wenzhao!

Since five years ago, Li Qingge suddenly recalled her, and brought her here.

And, for the first time, his mother was also brought here to live in seclusion.

For martial arts powerhouses, seclusion is the norm and nothing, but what she doesn't understand is why her father wants to let her live this life.

He ate coarse tea and light rice, sewed his own clothes, coarse cloth clothes, and built his own wooden house.

A family of three who have already been in the valley has to eat three meals a day, go out early and return late, work at sunrise, and rest at sunset, which has never been interrupted for five years.

Now, she somewhat understands that her father is waiting for someone, and it is Wu Ming who suddenly came to the door in front of her.

What I don't understand is that a Wu Ming, even if he is a great Ming Sage who is now in full swing, can let his father make such a big change!

Once upon a time, in Li Wenzhao's impression, his father has always been straight-faced, even though he doted on her and fulfilled his duties as a loving father, he could clearly feel the estrangement between his parents.

That's a sword, a sword that can't be seen!

In the past five years, this sword has become weaker and weaker, and Li Wenzhao has gradually become accustomed to it, and even rejoiced that his father has finally taken care of the family, not as before, it seems to be in front of him, but in fact, there is nothing else far away outside the sword.

Father and daughter are connected, Li Wenzhao also cultivates swordsmanship, how do you not know, it is a supreme realm of swordsmanship.

Although he is very proud that he has such a strong father, he can grow up from a young age, but Li Wenzhao is afraid of such a father, even if this father has always doted on him.

But such a father, from birth to remember, has never appeared with his mother.

Now, for the first time, they have lived in seclusion together, and after five years.

Although it is bland, cumbersome, and even worried about oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, and even troubles, Li Wenzhao is enjoying it and enjoying the ease and happiness that he has never had.

I thought that it would not be a big deal if this life passed like this.

But with the arrival of the first guest, Li Wenzhao almost instinctively felt that something big was about to happen!

Moreover, it is a major event related to the fate of their family of three.

"Aru, order some food and greet guests!"

Li Qingge waved his hand, did not give his daughter an answer, and smiled gently at the woman.

"Hmm!"

Cihang Sword Saint was like an ordinary woman, turned back into the room, and when he came out again, he was already carrying a basket, went to the kitchen on the side, and beckoned, "Zhao'er, come here!"

"Humph!"

Li Wenzhao glared at Wu Ming fiercely and followed unwillingly.

"How long?"

Wu Ming's gaze fell on Li Wenzhao and said meaningfully.

"It's been a long time, so long that I can't remember!"

Li Qingge shook his head and smiled bitterly, as if his daughter's figure was reflected in his eternal eyes, but they were full of kindness and pain, as well as deep remorse.

"Is it worth it?"

Wu Ming said lightly.

Li Qingge shook his head, as if he didn't know how to answer, and looked at Wu Ming and said, "Come to think of it, you should also have a deep understanding!"

Wu Ming played with the teacup's hand, and suddenly, the coarse porcelain teacup turned to ashes silently, and then returned to normal, as if nothing had happened.

"Killing teachers and destroying brothers, abandoning wives and daughters, do they know?"

Wu Ming's face gradually turned cold, and he squinted at the busy figure in the kitchen.

"Since you've come to the door, you should know that I don't have a choice at all!"

Li Qingge closed his eyes and hid the deep pain.

"You can die!"

Wu Ming said indifferently.

"Will you?"

Li Qingge opened his eyes and looked at the young man in front of him, who didn't seem to speak, but seemed to have the same fate as himself, and even he didn't notice it, and the moment he asked this question, his tone changed a little.

Placed on his knees, his slender and white hands clenched unconsciously, revealing the fluctuations in his heart, and a hint of hope appeared in his eyes.