Chapter 50: The Tragic History of Rose
This is not that Luo Yang is so strong that he can easily resist the coercion of a seventh-level martial saint, but ......
Rose didn't even go all out to suppress him.
Most of the coercion was dispersed along both sides of Luo Yang's side, and only a few of them were comparable to level five.
For Luo Yang, this is the breeze like a light breeze.
But Rose was very surprised.
He looked at the stubborn Zhu Yan who was sitting on the ground with his back straight, on the surface he was silent, but secretly he gradually let go of the coercive control in the front direction.
He wants to see how far this kid can hold on:
The fifth-level intermediate ~ high-level ~ Dacheng, without the slightest pause, came to the sixth-level saint beginner level......
Finally, looking at Luo Yang's frowning brow, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
This little pervert (old miscellaneous hair)!, both of them scolded at the same time in their hearts.
Ross was really frightened: the soul coercion of the saint realm made this second-grade boy react a little, isn't he a pervert?
Luo Yang is very unhappy: the old guy who bullies the small, disrespects the old, and does not distinguish between right and wrong, is not considered a miscellaneous hair?
......
Rose gradually regained his coercion, looked at Luo Yang with deep meaning, but gave an eviction order to the dog in his mouth:
"You go out. ”
The dog was in a hurry, quietly gave Luo Yang a cheering look, and then staggered out of the study.
With a bang, the door closed softly.
There were only two people left in the room, but there was no tension just now.
It was Rose who opened his mouth first: "Have you seen Lord Bobo?"
Luo Yang nodded casually and did not speak.
He still couldn't produce it in his heart, and the concept of the owner of this place sitting opposite him was just a loud old miscellaneous hair in his eyes.
Ross didn't care at all, even more easy-going than Luo Yang, and didn't have the appearance of being angry just now:
"It is said outside that those who have passed through the Tower of Babel are the disciples of my Heavenly Temple, and this matter is not bad.
The only difference is the identity of this disciple. At this point he paused, as if emphasizing the following words, as if to accentuate his tone:
"I'm the one who cleared the upper realm, do you understand?"
Luo Yang's brows furrowed even tighter, and he immediately refused:
"I think you may be mistaken, the reason why I broke into the tower in the first place was just because I needed a legitimate identity, an identity that could move around the mainland at will, and I didn't want to be a hall master at all. ”
Rose smiled lightly, but did not persuade again. Some things don't just mean talking.
He changed the topic, stared at Luo Yang's body and asked with interest:
"The Zhu Yan clan, although I haven't seen it either. But according to the literature, it should be golden scale armor, right?
But you're all white, what's the reason for that?"
Luo Yang rolled his eyes, he had nothing to say to this curious old man, and decided to end this unnutritious conversation:
"I apply the white wax in the cold...
I said are you okay, I'll leave if you're okay!"
As he spoke, he stood up, turned around and was about to leave.
"I'm going to die~"
Suddenly there was a faint sigh from behind Rose, and a shocking news.
Luo Yang stopped suddenly, tilted his head and looked at Old Man Luo with his residual vision:
"What do you mean?"
Literally. With that, Rose lifted the mist from his face, revealing a face that had not been shown to anyone for a long time.
It was the face of an old man who should have been doubly majestic, but it had become pale and vicissitudes because of the lack of blood.
As Yan Fei guessed at the time, Rose was indeed seriously injured, but what he didn't guess was that Rose would die soon.
Luo Yang turned around with a solemn face.
Although he was unhappy with the old man's character, the old man's unpretentious character was very angry with him, and he couldn't watch him die.
Moreover......
Luo Yang made up his mind in his heart and began to get serious: "What is the situation, can you tell me?"
Ross did not answer immediately, but slowly stood up from the main seat, and came to a screen with a reminiscence on his face.
Touching the backs of those people, it took a long time to slowly say with an inexplicable pride:
"More than one hundred and seventy years ago, I was just in my early nineties at that time, but I already had a Martial Saint sixth-level cultivation ......"
Luo Yang's face was expressionless, but he was shouting wildly in his heart: Uncle, you have only practiced to level 6 in your ninety, what is there to be proud of?
"I broke through the Tower of Babel alone, and was canonized as a young hall by the old hall master, which can be described as a young and high-spirited ......"
What am I, have I just been born? Luo Yang couldn't help but vomit when he heard this.
"I don't lack anything, whether it's power, money, or women, except for the promotion of martial arts.
For more than 60 years, I basically didn't live a stable life, and I intrigued and deceived those flies and dogs who were dissatisfied with me and wanted to replace me, and I never concentrated on martial arts again.
Until the day when the soul of the old hall master returns to heaven and I officially begin to take power......"
At this point, his tone began to turn low, and the whole person exuded a sad charm.
Inexplicably, Luo Yang's heart suddenly felt a pain, but it was actually affected by that charm, and the scene of the novice burying the pig mother naturally appeared in his mind.
"My most powerful opponent in the past sixty years, who was also the Great Elder at that time, saw that he couldn't stop my ascension, and it was actually ......
I actually tied my wife and children and my daughter-in-law, who was about to give birth, to the council hall without doing anything, and gave them to ...... in front of everyone."
The rest of the words are not over, but combined with the news from the dog, Luo Yang already knows the ending.
"When he moved, I frantically stepped forward to stop him, but I couldn't even get close to him.
I watched, just looked at ......" as he spoke, he turned around, looked at Luo Yang with a miserable smile on his face and asked:
"Have you ever experienced what it's like for a loved one to die slowly in front of you?"
Luo Yang nodded his head with red eyes, as if he wanted to break his neck.
"Since then, whenever I think about that feeling of powerlessness, I feel fear from the bottom of my heart. I'm afraid that Yan'er, who was rescued from her mother's womb, will one day leave me.
Therefore, I began to cultivate frantically, and I tried my best to achieve speedy results day and night, and it only took me ten years to rise from the sixth level of the beginning to the current level of the seventh level of the great achievement. But the price is: I fell into the magic barrier and lost myself~"
"I forgot the purpose of my cultivation in the first place, and started to do whatever it took to be strong.
Even just to delay the time to recuperate, I betrayed the lifelong happiness of my only relative.
Am I a jerk, you say?"
Luo Yang nodded fiercely again: You are still an old miscellaneous hair.
Old man Luo's eyes looked a little confused, and his words were choked:
"I'm going to die, before I die, the only thing I think about is my baby Yan'er, I can't let go, but I have to let go.
Therefore, someone must be able to replace me as Yan'er's guardian, and the one I have chosen is you!"
Rose stared at Luo Yang in a blink of an eye, and said word by word:
"Now, are you still going to refuse my invitation, Young Hall Master?"
After saying this, the corners of Old Man Luo's mouth curled slightly, and he thought proudly:
Young man, you are still too young, the old man can tie you to the chariot of my Heavenly Temple with just a little trick, hehehe.
Luo Yang's face on the opposite side turned red, and he whispered a little twisted:
"That's what my father-in-law says. ”
Rose was shocked: "What do you call me?"