―― The beginning of the chapter - >

Witch in the sage!

Only then did Hanchen react, the man in front of him was not only the master of the Purple Dragon Mansion of the Five Mansions, but also the father of the blind monk and witch Zhongxian.

Wu Changkong continued, "He also taught you the seven-style blood-dripping sword, right?"

Hanchen nodded, not denying it. "That's right, it's the blind monks and elders who teach the students. ”

Hearing this, a faint light poured out of Wu Changkong's pupils, "I really didn't expect that it has been fifteen years, and he has never been in contact with anyone in fifteen years." And he not only stood up for you, but also taught you the seven-style blood-dripping sword, which I never expected. Hanchen. Wu Changkong looked directly at Han Chen and said in a solemn tone, "I hope you can communicate with him, that kid is really bitter." ”

At this time, Wu Changkong no longer had the previous domineering spirit, and was replaced by the helplessness and guilt of being a father who had nothing to do with his children.

"Why?" Hanchen asked puzzled, "Why didn't you go to him yourself?"

"I didn't dare go to him. ”

"What?"

"I owe him so much that I dare not see him. Wu Changkong's eyes were full of vicissitudes and dryness, and he walked to the door of the lobby, looked up at the stars in the sky, and muttered softly.

"If it hadn't been for my insistence, he wouldn't have suffered a catastrophe. If I had been able to put down my reputation then, I would have been full of children and grandchildren by now. It's me who values fame, and it's me who underestimated his love for Dong Wan'er. ”

Wu Changkong fell into a deep self-reproach, and every night in the past fifteen years, a picture would appear in his mind.

On the night of the newlyweds, Wu Zhongxian hugged his wife in a pool of blood in pain. Two lines of bloody tears flowed from his eyes. That night was supposed to be a happy night. But it has become a lingering nightmare for Wu Zhongxian's family.

As everyone knows, because of the debt to his son, Wu Changkong has also lived in guilt for the past fifteen years.

After a long period of silence, Han Chen breathed a deep sigh of relief, "Mansion Master, what do you need me to do?"

Wu Changkong turned his head and said in a serious tone, "Over the years, Zhongxian has avoided anyone, even his mother. But he can take the initiative to teach you the seven-style blood-dripping sword, which shows that his heart is not completely blocked. I hope that through you, he will re-untie his knot and return to his former normal life. ”

"But there aren't many words between me and the blind monk elders. In those days when I talked to him, he only taught me swordsmanship, and never talked about other topics. ”

"The fact that he can do that is a testament to how special you are. I am not commanding you as a lord, but I am asking you as a father. ”

Wu Changkong's face didn't see the slightest hint of coercion, there was just that kind of expectation.

Hanchen really couldn't find a reason to refuse, so he had to nod, "I'll do my best!"

"Thank you. Wu Changkong finally showed a smile of relief.

Han Chen bowed slightly, "Is there anything else to do with the mansion master?" If not, the student will leave first. ”

Wu Changkong raised his thick eyebrows, and then spread his palm, and a slender sword like a willow branch appeared in his hand. "You've won the first place on the land list, and I naturally have something to reward you. ”

Hanchen's eyes lit up and he looked fixedly. I saw that the willow branch long sword was slender and gentle, and a vague power fluctuation was revealed from above. "A Sacred Weapon?"

"Not bad. Wu Changkong nodded appreciatively, and then unexpectedly stretched out his other hand, "Show me the sub-holy weapon you used today." ”

"Huh?" Han Chen couldn't help but be a little confused, but he still didn't ask much, and took out the scorpion sword and presented it.

Wu Changkong took the scorpion sword and glanced at it roughly, "Yes, who helped you repair this sword?"

"Don't hide it from the master, this is the student himself who repaired it. ”

"You?" Wu Changkong was obviously stunned, and after being surprised, the appreciation on his face became even greater, "It seems that I still underestimate your ability, martial arts cultivation, spiritual illusion master, refining weapons, and formations." There are very few well-rounded students like you in my Wufu sect. ”

Wu Changkong praised and made some moves. I saw that he slowly lifted the poisonous scorpion sword and the willow branch thin sword to the same horizontal height, and a trace of martial yuan power was injected into it.

Immediately after, a bright white brilliance emerged from both swords. Under Han Chen's stunned gaze, a rich white light flashed, and in the next moment, the willow branch thin sword suddenly disappeared, and in Wu Changkong's hand, there was only a poisonous scorpion sword left.

"Is this?" Hanchen was even more confused.

"Try it. Wu Changkong handed back the scorpion sword. Hanchen took the sword, and as soon as he took it in his hand, he suddenly felt that the scorpion sword was obviously different from what it was just now.

Wu Changkong continued to ask, "What's the difference?"

Han Chen felt it carefully and replied, "The power of the Scorpion Sword is stronger, and there is another strange power fluctuation in it. ”

"Yes, that's a sword of swords. ”

"A sword within a sword?"

Wu Changkong nodded, and then explained to the other party, "Fang Cai's thin sword is called the sword in the sword, and it is a special sub-holy weapon. It can hide in any sword, not only does it increase the power of the weapon, but most importantly, it can be taken out anytime and anywhere. ”

Wu Changkong accentuated the tone of the last sentence, and Hanchen couldn't help but be startled, and his face showed great joy.

"You understand?" Wu Changkong asked.

"The student understood. ”

"Hehe, I just like to talk to smart people and don't have to explain too much. To take out the sword in the sword, you must have a unique technique, I will teach you now, you memorize it. ”

Hanchen hurriedly nodded in agreement, and listened carefully to Wu Changkong's teaching of the law of using the sword in the sword.

When Hanchen said goodbye to Wu Changkong, the time had already entered the middle of the night. Before leaving, Wu Changkong did not forget to remind Hanchen that he must help him.

Walking on the road shrouded in night, Hanchen's mood gradually withdrew from the happiness of getting the 'sword in the sword'.

Blind monk, how to start with him, this is indeed a more troublesome matter. But since you've already promised someone else, at least try your best.

looked up at the sky, thinking that Hua Yumei and Qiao Feiyan should have almost gone back at this time. After a moment's hesitation, Hanchen walked towards the blind monk's residence.

Xianwan Pavilion.

The attic at night stood lonely in the middle of nowhere, the stars in the sky were shining, and a Milky Way ran across the sky, blocking the meeting of the two stars. In this world, how many lovers can't get together.

The longing in the dark night is always sultry, and in the lonely and lonely night, the tide of longing comes more really.

A hundred meters in front is the Xianwan Pavilion, and Hanchen suddenly saw a white figure standing not far away looking at the courtyard attic.

It was a woman with a graceful figure, with a jet-black length hanging down to her waist, and although she could only see the side face, Hanchen could still be sure that the other party was a beautiful woman.

At this time, the man also appeared cold. His gaze swept over. As Hanchen expected, she is indeed a beautiful woman, and her eyebrows reveal the charm of an adult.

"Are you?" asked Hanchen confusedly.

The woman didn't answer, glanced at Hanchen indifferently, then withdrew her gaze and turned away on her own. After a while, he disappeared from Hanchen's sight

Hanchen's eyelids lifted slightly, and he breathed a sigh of relief. Then he walked towards the gate of the courtyard.

The lights in the Xianwan Pavilion were still on, and a blind man lit the lamp, but it was full of unspeakable sadness. Hanchen walked into the inner courtyard and saw the blind monk standing under an osmanthus tree.

Under the osmanthus tree, a table, two chairs, a plate of osmanthus cake, and two cups of tea.

The blind monk stood there like a stake. The red cloth covering his face was still as dazzling as the bright colors.

"Elder Blind Monk. Hanchen walked over and shouted softly.

"I didn't know you were coming today, and I didn't prepare your share. The blind monk turned around and said lightly, "Congratulations on winning the championship of the land list." ”

Hanchen nodded, looking at a few items on the table.

"It's her favorite food. The blind monk raised his head, a little tenderness welled up on his face, but his voice was so bitter, "It took me a month to learn how to make this osmanthus cake, and I originally planned to prepare it for her the next morning." Unfortunately, she will never be able to eat it. ”

Fifteen years of hurried years, Dong Wan'er's figure has always been stored in the memory of the blind monk. Fifteen years of love have not cooled, and they are still warm. Fifteen years can change a lot, but the only thing that remains unchanged is the sincere and eternal love.

Han Chen clenched his fists and said in a deep voice, "The Lord of Wu Changkong Mansion came to me today. ”

Hearing these three familiar words, the blind monk did not react, and replied indifferently, "What is he looking for you?"

"He wants you to see him, he wants you to see your mother. ”

Wu Zhongxian was silent for a moment, but shook his head. "Don't go. ”

Hanchen didn't know how to persuade him, and he really felt that this kind of thing was more difficult than fighting at the next level. "Why? Do you still hate them? They haven't had a good time in the past fifteen years. ”

"No, I only hate two people. One is myself, and the other is her murderer. The blind monk was facing Hanchen, and his dry and hoarse voice was more vicissitudes than that of his father Wu Changkong. "You go back and sue him, Wu Zhongxian has never changed, I am still the same me as before. But I can't forgive myself, let alone the murderer. ”

"I see. Hanchen replied.

"You go, you don't have to come to me again. ”

Wu Zhongxian sighed softly, and his lonely figure was like dust flying in the air.

I blindfolded myself and just wanted to remember the last look I saw at you. I blinded myself just to remember the red face that had passed.

Fifteen years of pain, when is it a head. End of chapter - >

Tips: The new domain name "biquge.info" has been launched by Biquge, and the original domain name is about to be discontinued. Please tell each other, thank you!