"Wu Xuan, in fact, there are many stories about our family, and since our Wu family can be among the four major families, it is enough to explain the problem."

"Father, is our family very strong!"

"Strong, our family used to be the largest family in Huaxia!"

The One-Armed Venerable's eyes revealed a sense of pride.

That pride is the pride that belongs to the family, and the pride that belongs to the Wu family.

At any time, he is a member of the Wu family.

No matter how powerful the One-Armed Venerable was, there were still four elders in front of him in the family after all.

But he has too many regrets about his family, and this regret is really difficult to express in words.

In fact, he can let go of all the things that have been, but for his own woman, he feels guilty of conscience.

"Wu Xuan, haven't you always wanted to know about your mother?"

"Me, Mother?"

"Yes, your mother."

"Alas, when this cultivation is over, I'll tell you."

"Yes, father, I'm sure you'll have a reason for doing this."

"Son, let me tell you, everything I do is for you, you see there is still someone waiting for you here."

Wu Xuan looked into the distance, and a man he had never met walked towards Wu Xuan, and there was a girl behind him.

"Master!"

"You two will be responsible for protecting my son from now on."

"Protect me."

"Yes, protect you, I think you still need protection now."

"And what are their names?"

"Call the rain!"

"It's an interesting name, Rain."

"Although the strength of these two is not as strong as yours, everyone is good at it differently, and what the two of them are good at is tracking, just like rain, which can moisturize things silently."

Wu Xuan categorically couldn't refuse, his father gave him such an arrangement, and there was a father's reason.

"Thank you!"

"Silly son, I couldn't help you with anything on the previous road, but on the way back, I will definitely use my best ability to let you achieve what you can achieve, the pinnacle of our Huaxia martial arts."

Wu Xuan seemed to understand from the mouths of Qin Lao, his father, Baji Sanren and other seniors that the people in the Huaxia Martial Arts seemed to have been looking for something, and they seemed to be protecting something.

The One-Armed Venerable stood on top of the mountain: "Child, it's almost there. ”

In an instant, I saw black clouds all over the place, and there seemed to be an aura emanating from the air.

Huashan at night, in addition to the darkness, the only thing that can be felt is that this world does not seem to be the world in Wu Xuan's eyes.

"Don't be shocked, kid!"

Immediately, I saw the One-Armed Venerable jump straight from the cliff.

Wu Xuan shouted loudly: "Dad, Dad, what are you doing here?" ”

"I'm going to hand it over to you, our Wu family's peerless learning, Dragon Tour Nine Days."

Father?

Where is this Tema Longyou Nine Days, this is jumping off the cliff.

"Wu Xuan, jump down."

The sound of a bell rose in Wu Xuan's ears.

My father asked me to jump, I can't help jumping, otherwise I won't become a bad descendant.

"Child, are you worried about me?"

"I'll jump!"

said that it was jumping, but in fact, Wu Xuan really grunted in his heart, but he couldn't disobey his father's order.

His father's orders were like decrees, and he did not dare to disobey them.

Wu Xuan never thought that his father would let him do this, but there was no way.

To jump or not to jump flashed in Wu Xuan's mind.

Jump!

Wu Xuan didn't speak, he jumped directly and jumped down.

This wind was simply unstoppable, Wu Xuan had never seen such a strong wind.

His body shook violently, in the midst of the gale.

"Try to hold on, don't be blown away by the wind, this is the demon wind of hell."

Wu Xuan has seen this kind of battle there, this is like a doll who has never seen the world before, and suddenly entered a big city.

"Father...... Father! ”

Wu Xuan saw a person in the center of that storm, and that person was none other than his father.

The One-Armed Venerable stood below Wu Xuan.

"Child, if you can't even bear this, then you don't have to participate in the family competition, because you definitely can't win, our Wu family has never lacked geniuses."

I'll try!

A strong shout sounded from Wu Xuan's heart.

Wu Xuan knew that he had to work hard, and he knew that he had to succeed.

This time he fought not for himself, but for his family.

Maybe the family big competition has a lot of meaning for him, and this time, he can only allow himself to succeed.

"Child, you must bear this storm, if you can't bear it, I tell you, you are likely to lose confidence."

Wu Xuan wanted to speak, but the storm was too big.

It was hard for him to speak.

Now he can only endure silently and bear this pain.

It was like a knife that stabbed him in the body.

"You are my son, you must come on."

"Father, I'm not going to lose."

Wu Xuan gritted his teeth, thinking about the days that belonged to him and his father, and he remembered the oath he had made with his father, and he felt that he would not fail.

This is a self-confidence that belongs to the strong, and this is a rare self-confidence.

The One-Armed Venerable had his own considerations, and he was because Chen Jiu had dealt a bit of a blow to Wu Xuan.

He wanted to help restore his son's faith, and he would never allow anyone to harm him.

No one in this world can hurt his son.

Because the son of his one-armed Venerable One still has a lot of things to do, how can he be delayed because of a little thing.

From today on, he wants to cultivate his son secretly, and he wants to use his life's strength to make his son a peerless powerhouse.

The day may come late, but he is confident that his son will not fail.

"Wu Xuan, you hold on, persistence is victory."

Wu Xuan stood in the center of the storm, enjoying the impact that belonged to the storm.

"I'm going to hold on!"

Wu Xuan silently recited to himself in his heart!

This time, he's going to win.

There is no way for this hellish demon wind to defeat him!

"Wu Xuan, come on!"

In an instant, the wind suddenly turned black, as if it were a demon from hell.

"Son, hold on!"

The wind blew his face, and Wu Xuan stood in place, holding a dragon scale dagger in his hand.

Standing in place, Wu Xuan is like a generation of grandmasters, whatever you do, I will not move.

"I, Wu Xuan, should be standing at the top of this world, and I am not afraid of this demonic wind."

In a flash, the wind seemed to come alive.

Roar, the wind is roaring!

Roaring like thousands of demons coming out of hell, Wu Xuan spat out a mouthful of blood, and this mouthful of blood spurted out more than a meter away.

(End of chapter)