The gray-clothed old man moves quickly, which is not commensurate with his white beard, and he does not have the appearance of an old dragon clock at all, but is as agile as a monkey.

I saw that he held a short sword in both hands, and successively inserted the short sword on the rock wall, forming two steps with the short sword hilt, each step was two or three feet apart, and the old man in gray was as light as a swallow, and stepped on the short sword hilt accurately and easily.

Li Chengyu was thinking that if he climbed up the rock in this way, he would not waste a lot of short swords, but as soon as Li Chengyu finished speaking, he saw the palm of the old man in gray turning into a claw, and saw that the short sword that had just been inserted on the rock wall was pulled out inch by inch, and then held it in his hand again, and another short sword was stepping on his feet.

"What kind of martial arts is this? It's amazing. ”

Chen Yiran also saw the old man's chic style, which was indeed incredible, and he could use martial arts to pull out the sword two zhang away from the rock wall out of thin air, this kind of skill was no longer something that ordinary martial artists could have.

While speaking, a middle-aged man suddenly appeared at the feet of the gray-clothed old man, and said, "Old man Ding, by the way, I will go up a little." ”

When the gray-clothed old man was about to climb up again, the middle-aged man grabbed the short sword stuck in the rock wall and refused to let the old man move forward.

The old man in gray surnamed Ding naturally refused, this is not a playhouse, how can he bring a person casually, let alone a person who is not familiar with him.

"If you want to go up, it's up to you."

The middle-aged man in Tsing Yi also stepped on the hilt of the sword, the surroundings were smooth like a realm, and although it was not an abyss under his feet, it was enough to kill him, and he said proudly: "Ding Mao, it seems that I need to share some secrets with you." ”

The gray-clothed old man named Ding Mao looked puzzled and said, "What do you mean?" ”

The middle-aged man snorted coldly and said, "What can I mean, take me to the Heavenly Cloud Sect together, and I will always treat your affairs as a secret." ”

"What secrets can I have?" Ding Mao said.

"Oh? Is it? Looks like you don't remember this. At the same time, the middle-aged man took out a red dress from his arms, which was actually a woman's close-fitting belly pocket, he put the belly pocket under his nose and sniffed it vigorously, looking very satisfied, and then continued: "Ling Ai's body is really intoxicating." ”

When Ding Mao heard this, he thought of someone, and he was immediately angry, and said, "It turned out to be you, a brute!" ”

The middle-aged man was scolded but he was not angry, but said: "Don't scold so ugly, I can also call you a father-in-law, we are a family." ”

Ding Mao immediately denied: "Get out, I didn't agree, you will never be my family." ”

"But Ling Ai doesn't think so, you're so old, and you still learn what young people do at the top, so that love doesn't hurt, I'll help you hurt, isn't it right." The middle-aged man said obscenely.

"Villain!" Ding Mao scolded again.

However, he also knows that this person's behavior style is not to be restrained by scolding, this person specializes in abducting young girls and rarely shows up, originally Ding Mao thought that his daughter was just disobedient to discipline, but he didn't expect to be deceived by such a scumbag.

At this moment, Ding Mao was annoyed, remembering his daughter's cute appearance when she was a child, but since he chose the path of martial arts, his lover also left him, and in the past ten years, he was obsessed with martial arts, and he didn't have much time to visit his daughter, nor did he fulfill his responsibilities as a father.

Ten years have passed in the blink of an eye, and Ding Mao's cultivation has finally made some progress, but he still can't reach the top every time, if he doesn't succeed this time, then he will lose everything. In order to cultivate martial arts, he has lost his wife and daughter in the past ten years, and he has sacrificed a lot, and he can't fail anymore.

He loved his wife.

Ding Mao won his lover at the age of thirty and was very happy at the beginning, but since he had a daughter, Ding Mao wanted to give the mother and daughter a better life, and he didn't want to spend his life in the countryside like this.

He began to feel that he was not as good as a dog, or that he could convince himself to live like this for a lifetime, but when he saw his daughter growing up day by day, he felt more and more that he couldn't let his wife and daughter live like this, he deserved better, and that was what a man should do.

So at the age of forty, he resolutely left home and embarked on the life of a warrior.

Because he has experienced a lot and understands what he wants, he has to work harder than others, and when practicing martial arts, he never leaves the problem until the next morning, he often stays up late to practice, so he naturally ages faster than others, and those gray hairs are proof.

In this world, if you don't want to do nothing, then work hard, either become a soldier or a warrior, either way, you can make your family worry about food and clothing, especially warriors, those high-level warriors.

Ding Mao's practice is ten years, and he has also rushed to the top for ten years, every time it is like a ghost gate, and every time, he can find the motivation to survive, that is, his daughter, who has grown up.

In this life, he pursued the life he wanted, but he lost the important things in his mouth, his daughter was the last thing he could let go, he owed too much, how could it be so defiled?

"Look for death!"

Ding Mao snorted in a low voice, with murderous intent, and the atmosphere gradually solidified.

Li Chengyu also saw the strange appearance and asked, "I think something is not right." ”

Chen Yiran said: "Don't be nosy, go your own way." ”

The two came to the mountainside, really ready to climb the rock with their bare hands, Li Chengyu said aggrievedly: "Big brother, don't you have any auxiliary equipment?" Just climb with your hands, you see that the old man still knows how to build a ladder for himself with a sword. ”

Li Chengyu turned his gaze to Ding Mao in the south again, only to see Ding Mao pull out the three-foot long sword behind his back, and said coldly: "Today, I want you to break your body into ten thousand pieces." ”

Who knew that the middle-aged man also spoke coldly, and replied: "You can think about it, do you think that I will be so stupid, do you think about your daughter, if I don't have a backhand, will I come rashly?" To tell you the truth, I have informed my brother that if I do not return today, your daughter will not see the sun tomorrow morning. ”

This is true, Ding Mao is most careful about this, and now it is really developing in the worst direction.

Ding Mao said in a deep voice: "You dare to touch a single hair of his hair?" ”

The middle-aged man said, "It depends on your behavior. ”。

Ding Mao was angry, but he quickly calmed down and said, "The endurance of my short sword can only accommodate one person, so how can I carry you up the mountain together?" ”

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "Don't fool me, you are already in the tenth year, there must be a way." ”