This sword slashed out, flying sand and stones, and the wind and clouds changed color! The sword qi was like a storm and a huge wave, like an attack on Lin Hu and the others!

Even if he was more than ten feet apart, Lin Hu was almost unstable on his feet!

Wei Dong took a few steps forward and scolded: "You dead vole!"

As he spoke, he raised the iron rod flat, pushed forward against the sword qi, and dissolved the sword qi with a bang.

"Damn, my young master is here. The shot was neither light nor heavy. Look at me slashing you old man with a stick!" said with a faint blood glow on his body.

Wei Dong lifted the long stick upside down, dragged it on the ground, strode forward, and after a few steps, he rushed to the old peasant like a galloping horse.

With a long roar, the iron rod swept over!

This stick broke through the air attack, and it made a sharp sound like an ape's cry!

The old farmer raised his giant sword, as horizontal as a mountain, and leaned on it to block.

I only heard a loud bang, a wave of air, and all the grass and trees around!

"The old dog plays really!"

The old farmer in Mai was disgusted, his body was full of real anger, he swept with his sword, and the giant sword was wrapped in an earthy yellow storm and saluted the past!

Wei Dong took a step back, avoiding the blade.

Raise the long stick with both hands, and from top to bottom another stick!

The old farmer flashed sideways, and the iron rod smashed to the ground with a "bang"!

I felt a huge earthquake on the earth, like an earth dragon breaking through the ground, the smoke and dust dissipated, the earth shattered, and a huge earth pit appeared!

Seeing that Wei Dong and the old farmer were so loud as soon as they met, Lin Hu was inexplicably surprised, pulled Zhao Hai, who was looking dizzy and dizzy, and asked, "What kind of person is this, Lao Wei's enemy?"

"I heard that Tian Ran, the sword master of the Shushan Sword Pavilion, is the brother of Wei Dutou's life, and he thinks it is this senior!" Zhao Hai replied.

Lin Hu's face was black, it was really "life intersecting", a battle of friends, and continued to ask: "Why is it that when we meet, it seems to be fighting to the death?"

"Well, I heard that when the two were young, they had a gap because of 'some things', and finally fell out. Zhao Hai smiled and pointed out.

"What's the matter? can make the brothers who have died fall out, and they can't stop fighting when they meet?" Lin Hu asked suspiciously.

"Hehe, what else can there be?" Zhao Hai smiled evilly.

"Woman?" the twelve-year-old boy looked puzzled.

This young fat man still doesn't understand that for these heroes who take life and death lightly and value faith and righteousness, women are undoubtedly the biggest killer in the world!

"Then should we go up to help? This Shushan Lao Tzu stopped worshipping, and beat that old man back to Handan!" Lin Hu gritted his teeth and said.

Zhao Hai looked at the young man and found that the young man looked serious, and couldn't help but feel a warm heart, and hurriedly said, "Young prince, don't use it." You see that although these two seniors are powerful, they are actually not really angry on either side, and now they are like two children playing angry. If the two great masters of the Heavenly and Human Realm really want to divide life and death here, we can't sit and watch the excitement properly......"

"Oh, it turned out to be a joke. Don't say it sooner! Go, bring the young master's melon seed preserves. ”

“......”

The two fought dozens of moves, and they all had to open.

The crimson and earthy yellow true qi rolled into the sky, like a blood-colored demon ape and an earth-rock dragon roaring at each other, strangling and fighting!

Wei Dong swung out a stick, took a step back, and shouted: "Dead vole, don't fight." Damn, you're borrowing the earth sword from the earth, and the true yuan is almost endless. Isn't this on the battlefield, Lao Tzu, a murderous general who cultivates soldiers, isn't it an idiot to fight back and forth with you?"

"Hmph, you seem to have beaten me on the battlefield. Tian Ran put the sword back, leaned on the ground, and sneered.

Wei Dong's eyes widened when he heard this, and he was about to fight another three hundred rounds, when he suddenly remembered that the young prince was still behind, and waved his hand and said, "You old thing, Lao Tzu doesn't care about you today." I'm here to do business!"

Seeing that the two old boys were finished fighting, Lin Hu patted the melon seed shell in his hand, walked up, came to Tian Ran, bowed and saluted:

"Junior, Zhao Guo Linhu, I've seen my senior!"

Tian Ran looked at Lin Hu and said, "Sure enough, as rumored, he is as fat as a pig." Is it really Lin Nuo's species?"

Hearing this, Lin Hu's face was calm, but Wei Dong, Zhao Hai and the others were already discolored, and their muscles burst out and drew their sabers.

Tian Ran looked at Zhao Hai and said indifferently: "A little one who returns to the sea realm, and dares to draw a knife in front of me?"

"The lord humiliates the ministers to death! insulting my young prince is insulting my general, and insulting my 200,000 iron-armored and bloody cavalry!"

Zhao Hai said word by word, gritted his teeth and stepped forward.

Lin Hu hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop Zhao Hai, and replied calmly: "My father is none other than Wang Linnuo, the general of the Great Zhao Dynasty! ”

Tian Ran snorted and said to Lin Hu: "Lin Nuo and his iron-clad cavalry are heroic and arrogant. You're his species, why aren't you as bloody as you stupid slave?"

Lin Hu replied calmly: "First of all, the junior is indeed a fat man, and what the senior said is not wrong. And you are still my Uncle Wei's friend, so naturally you are also my elder. The elders reprimanded casually, but the younger ones were not so small-minded, and they could still bear it. And more..."

"And what?" Hearing the young man's words, Tian Ran's face softened a lot.

"And I can't beat you, young master!" Lin Hu lowered his head and muttered.

Tian Ran smiled and said, "You kid is also interesting. When the old man beat this old dog just now, I heard you say, "If you don't worship Shushan, you're going to beat the old man and run away?"

As soon as Lao Wei heard this, he immediately raised his stick and fought again: "What do you say, old man." Who is beating whom? Do you want to practice again?"

Lin Hu stopped Lao Wei and said with a sneering face: "That one, wasn't it a misunderstanding just now." Anyway, just now it was so far away, and the seniors were fighting again, oh no, in the discussion, you can still hear it clearly, and the juniors admire!"

Lao Wei looked disdainful and said: "Young master, this old man is the master of the earth sword behind Shu Mountain, and he entered the Tao with this sword of the earth. After the unity of heaven and man, his ear power is amazing, and he is a veritable ground mouse!"

Tian Ran was furious when he heard this, and the earth sword was about to fight again.

Seeing that these two old boys were going to fight again, Lin Hu hurriedly changed the topic and said, "Senior, junior wants to worship in Shushan and participate in kendo, but I don't know if it's suitable?"

Speaking of kendo, the two sides immediately stopped, and even Lao Wei also wanted to hear what his old man had to say.

Tian Ran looked at Lin Hu and said, "Your figure is definitely not a good seedling for martial arts." Lin Hu's heart darkened when he heard this, and then he heard Tian Ran's words turn and said, "But you kid wants to beat me up for this old Wei dog, and the Sword Pavilion is not entered!"

Lin Hu interrupted Tian Ran's words, and said, "Senior, Uncle Wei has watched me grow up since I was a child. The kid may be disrespectful in his words on weekdays, but my Uncle Wei hero doesn't care about these false courtesies, in my heart, I have always regarded Uncle Wei as my own uncle!"

Lao Wei looked at Lin Hu and comforted him, and then his chin was facing Tian Ran, with a smug expression.

Hearing this, Tian Ran looked at Lin Hu's eyes and became even kinder. Ignoring the old Wei Tou, who was decent, he continued:

"But the old man insulted you, but you are not cowardly or annoyed. This kind of heart, but you can barely try it. My Shushan Sword Pavilion is the holy land of swords. Other sword sects choose disciples, and the first thing is the physique of disciples, but my Shushan Sword Pavilion, practicing the body is just a small path, cultivating the mind, it is indeed a brilliant avenue!"

Tian Ran's voice was not loud, but when he heard Lin Hu's ears, he was deafening, and he couldn't help muttering: "Practicing the body and cultivating the mind, the small road and the avenue..."

Old Wei Tou saw that Lin Hu's old problem was about to be committed, so in order not to leave a stupid impression on his future seniors, he hurriedly pulled Lin Hu.

Lao Wei said to Tian Ran: "Vole, I know that outsiders are not allowed to enter this Shushan Sword Valley. Since I have already sent the young master, I will also hurry back to report to the prince! You will lead my young master into the valley, and we will say goodbye. ”

Tian Ran heard this, put on his hat, lifted the giant sword, turned to face the valley, and ignored Wei Dong.

The time for separation has come.

Although Lin Hu had already prepared, he was going to part with Lao Wei Tou, who had watched him grow up since he was a child, and he didn't know when he would see him again, he couldn't help but feel pantothenic acid in his heart, his eyes were slightly red, he pulled down Lao Wei's clothes, and shouted: "Uncle Wei, then take care! Go back and bring a good one to my father!"

Old Wei Tou stroked Lin Hu's head with a loving expression. He looked up at Tian Ran and said, "Dead vole, help me take good care of my young master!"

Tian Ran didn't look back, and snorted.

"Young Master, then let's go! Wei Dong wishes the young master here, cultivate out of the mountain, and the sword roars in the Eight Desolations!"

Wei Dong Zhao Hai, a group of attendants knelt on one knee and shouted at the same time:

"I wish the young master, cultivate out of the mountain, and the sword roars!"

Lin Hu held back his tears and shouted: "It should be like this!"

With that, they got up and left.

Lin Hu watched as everyone slowly left, disappearing into the mountains. The twelve-year-old seemed to see his past life fade away.

I think of the majestic father who is outside and kind when he comes home, the old lady who feeds herself all kinds of supplements all day long, the uncle Wei Dong who has grown up with him and protected himself, and Aunt Chunxiu who often secretly gives her the melons and fruits she likes to eat, and even the nephew of Zhao Sikong, the son of Taiwei Liu, whom he often bullies!

Thinking of these and not knowing when he would be able to see him again, the boy couldn't hold back anymore and cried out loud!

Hearing Lin Hu crying, Tian Ran, who was still a master just now, couldn't help but panic, and suddenly his head was big, only to feel that this coaxing child was several times more difficult than cultivating a sword.

"Why are you crying? Call me Uncle Tian in the future, and I will take care of you!"

"You're still crying, don't cry! How about I give you the Houtu Sword to play with?"

"Don't cry! Your father is such a hero, he bleeds without tears. Why haven't you learned anything?"

Lin Hu choked up and said, "Uncle Tian, I... I... I wasn't like my dad, I... When you're sad, you want to cry, and when you're happy, you want to laugh. ”

The image of Tian Ran, the earth sword lord behind the Shushan Sword Pavilion, had completely collapsed, and he carefully led the little fat man towards the valley.