The streets of the black market are crowded with people, red lanterns are hung in various shops, and the taverns of Qinglou are soliciting business, and the cries of applause and selling are endless.

The old man walked in front like a big fish swimming upstream, blocking the surging crowd for Fu Xiaoyu behind.

His face was flat, and there was a hint of a smile on his lips.

The expression on Fu Xiaoyu's face became more and more uncomfortable, she followed behind the old man, as soon as she saw the old man's rickety back, she would think of the old man's back two years ago for her grievances, stepping on ten formations to kill five heroes, and shocking the back of the black market.

Then I would think that every day the old man would come out of the underground secret room tiredly, and then give her a lecture with great energy.

Two years is not long, not short, time flies, and the encounter two years ago is still yesterday.

The little girl thought that her master was leaving, and she would definitely not shed a single tear.

After all, the more she is wiser than her age, and she can't look down on those children whose parents will cry when they leave home.

But tonight she followed the old man, and before the old man could say half a sentence, she was already whimpering and bursting into tears.

Strict as my teacher, never soft-mouthed scolding, two years of ear mentions, remembered.

Loving as my teacher, never negligent in teaching, two years of teaching to solve doubts, dare not forget.

Along the way, the pedestrians on the black market turned their heads sideways, not for Han Ming, but because of the little princess Fu Xiaoyu of the Blood Gang that everyone knew.

After all, Fu Xiaoyu's master rarely showed up, and Han Ming had been walking in front and had not turned back to talk to Fu Xiaoyu, people thought that the little princess of the Blood Gang was bullied somewhere, and she went to the exit of the market for some reason.

Many people wanted to slap Fu Jiping, and couldn't help but want to ask, but the little girl didn't pay attention to anyone, and because of other people's cold and warmth, she simply wiped her tears, raised her head and cried, looking pitiful.

From beginning to end, Han Ming didn't look back, but the smile on the corner of his mouth was gone, and he led the little girl all the way to the entrance of the black market before stopping, but he still had his back to deal with Xiaoyu.

"Xiaoyu, let's stop here, you have to go by yourself in the future. Han Ming looked at the brightly lit night market outside the black market and said in a deep voice.

"Master...... Division...... Father, I don't want you to go!" Probably tired of crying, Fu Xiaoyu has now become a whispered sob, and her milk is holding back.

Han Ming continued: "I left thirty five-grade killing talisman arrays for your father in the back hall, let him use them with caution, as for you, take a look around, don't be afraid of danger, it's best to apply what you have learned, understand?!"

Fu Xiaoyu looked up at the old man's not tall back, his eyes were blurred, and he nodded: "Xiaoyu, I understand." ”

"If you encounter a hurdle that you can't overcome in the future, you can use the talisman array to contact Master, but I'll only give you one chance, understand?!" Han Ming's voice trembled slightly, but fortunately, after he took a deep breath, he calmed down.

"Understood. Fu Xiaoyu replied obediently.

"That'...... Master is gone!" Han Ming smiled slightly, facing the night sky, his stiff back slowly stood up, just like the majestic posture when he stepped on the ten formations when he was angry for Fu Xiaoyu.

This time it will be difficult, and maybe there will be no chance to see each other again in the future.

"Master, Xiaoyu will kowtow to you, and you will go again!"

A teacher for one day, a father for life.

Han Ming's lips twitched, and he didn't stop it, but he never turned to look at Fu Xiaoyu.

The well-behaved girl fell to the ground on her knees, looked at her master's back with blurry teary eyes, and said, "Master's inheritance, Xiaoyu will never be forgotten in this life." ”

After saying that, the girl leaned over and kowtowed, but heard the old man in front of her say: "Little fart, who did you learn from, as a teacher...... Gone!"

Let's go~!

The words died down.

When Fu Xiaoyu raised his head again, there was no trace of the master in front of him.

Fu Xiaoyu suddenly understood that her father had told her that she had a feeling of "empty heart".

Now when she looked at the entrance of the black market, which was still crowded, but she didn't see the familiar back of the rickets, she felt this way in her heart.

After a long time, Fu Jiping arrived in a hurry, and when he saw his daughter standing alone at the entrance of the black market, he asked in surprise: "Old Han, are you leaving?!"

Fu Xiaoyu nodded, turned around suddenly, and said uncomfortably: "Dad, you said that my master is such a meticulous and serious person, he is gone, I should be secretly happy, but why is my master gone, I will be so uncomfortable?!"

Fu Jiping hugged his daughter lovingly, he looked at the bright moon above his head, and said: "Master Yan is like a father, what's more, Han Lao loves you like a daughter, otherwise he wouldn't have killed the Five Kings two years ago to defend you." ”

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Call!

Han Ming took a deep breath and calmed his emotions again, he did not leave Mocheng directly, but went to Mocheng to look at the little steamed buns.

didn't alarm anyone, just pulled the corner of the sleeping little steamed bun, stood on the windowsill and watched Mingyue, and then set off again, this time he really had to leave Mocheng.

Fu Xiaoyu, Xiao Steamed Bun, the two girls made Han Ming think of the first woman in her true sense, I don't know...... I don't know if she's doing well with the dragon clan in the realm, and I don't know if his daughter is as beautiful as her mother!

Thinking of these miscellaneous matters, Han Ming unfolded the map of the atrium realm in the void, and his eyes were firmly locked on the mark of Sword Sect Mountain.

After that, he took back the map, looked towards the location of the Sword Sect Mountain, glanced at it from afar, and then raised his feet and swept away.

Although Sword Sect Mountain is a third-rate force in the Atrium Realm, its status in the Atrium Realm is extremely transcendent, after all, the ancestor who founded Sword Sect Mountain is indeed a genuine Battle Venerable powerhouse.

Moreover, in the history of Sword Sect Mountain, at its peak, among the sects, there was not only such a strong man as the founding ancestor.

At the peak of Jianzong Mountain, there were three statues of Jianzong Mountain, and there were a total of three battle honors.

At the beginning, Sword Sect Mountain was also a well-known second-rate force in the entire Atrium Realm, and even some first-class forces were unwilling to offend the sword cultivators of Sword Sect Mountain.

At that time, it was the most glorious time for Sword Sect Mountain, but it was a pity that it was maintained later, and Sword Sect Mountain completely declined.

The reason was that a Zhanzun ancestor on the Sword Sect Mountain went to the demon realm and realized a trace of the Great Dao sword intent, but was blocked by a demon clan's child.

The demon clan child said domineeringly, "This place is our family's, the sword intent you realized is also our family's, our family's things, naturally will not be given to others, you eliminate the sword intent, go back!"

The sword cultivation of Jianzong Mountain is naturally the truth of the world is above one sword, and the Zhanzun ancestor of Jianzong Mountain has no nonsense, and he cut off the head of the demon clan child with one sword and returned to Jianzong Mountain.

But it is precisely because of this that it has brought a monstrous disaster to Sword Sect Mountain.