"Your father was killed by the Dali Duan clan, they are so bold!" Su Xinghe already knew that the young man in front of him was his master's grandson, and the young man's mother was the younger sister who was still a little girl.

In the past, when the master was rampant in the rivers and lakes, the Dali Duan clan was something, but now he was actually bullied to the head of the free faction.

But then he looked at Zhao Wen again, and asked with doubts in his eyes: "How do you prove that you are Li Qingluo's son?" ”

He remembered that the person he was hiding also knew the information of his junior sister, and the young man in front of him could also be found by that person!

"I memorize all the cheats in my family's Langhuan Jade Cave, if I prove it, will Mr. Su be able to tell me my grandmother's whereabouts!"

This is the most important point of Zhao Wen's plan, but he still answered Su Xinghe's question very politely, just looking at the demeanor of his speech, even Su Xinghe had to admit that the young man in front of him was a humble son who had just walked out of the house.

"Why did the Dali Duan clan kill your father?" An old voice came from the wooden house, and after this voice appeared, the expression on Su Xinghe's face instantly became extremely respectful.

"My mother came out of the rivers and lakes at the beginning of that year, was deceived by the king of Dali Town, and was abandoned after pregnancy, so she married her father!"

Speaking of this, Zhao Wen had a deep hatred on his face, he had now completely brought into the life experience template of the protagonist in the martial arts novel, and said with a sad face: "In the past ten years, our family of three has been extremely happy, but a few months ago, the Duan family suddenly came to the door and seriously injured my father in front of my mother!" ”

"Mother said that only grandma in the world can help us avenge this blood sea of revenge, and asked Mr. Su to tell me my grandmother's whereabouts!"

Speaking of this, Zhao Wen already had tears of grief on his face, and knelt down in front of Su Xinghe with a pleading voice.

"Why didn't your mother let you find your grandfather?" The voice in the wooden house said with a little guilt and hesitation.

"Mother said that the tragic fate of her life is because her grandfather was empathetic and abandoned her and her grandmother, and I want to come to my grandfather who still doesn't know where to be happy and happy, how can I remember that I have a daughter!"

"Ah......h

As soon as Zhao Wen's words fell, a heart-rending wail sounded in the wooden house, and the voice was full of guilt, echoing throughout the Drum Mountain.

"Master!"

Su Xinghe smashed through the wooden door and rushed into the wooden house as fast as he could, and saw that the master, who had originally fixed himself in mid-air with a few silk threads, had already fallen off the silk threads and crawled on the ground.

The eyes that used to be extremely confident, now they don't even dare to look directly at themselves when they see themselves coming in.

His face was full of despair, and there was a faint hint of death in his eyes.

"Ah......h

Wu Yazi's voice was full of despair, the head of the free faction who was rampant in the rivers and lakes back then, and a happy family of three.

Because now that he is in a loose faction, he has been torn apart, and his daughter has been played and abandoned by a mere Dali Duan clan.

Even after her daughter found her husband again, she actually came to the door to kill her daughter's husband.

Even the disciples who had been taught by their own hands betrayed themselves, leaving them to hide in this cave for a long time.

Whether it is a sect or a family, he is a complete failure.

It continued to twist in the cave, and the desperate wails rose higher and higher, making the entire Drum Mountain seem to be covered with a layer of sadness.

"At this old gentleman's age, he has been so seriously injured, it can be said that life is worse than death, no wonder the voice is so painful!"

Zhao Wen's voice sounded in the cave, obviously following Su Xinghe in. But as soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Wen immediately knelt down in front of Su Xinghe again as fast as he could: "Mr. Su Xinghe, you are my mother's senior brother and the only person in the world who knows my grandmother's whereabouts, please tell me where she is!" ”

After finishing speaking, Zhao Wen began to kowtow to Su Xinghe frantically, just a few times, his forehead was already red and swollen, and his eyes were full of pleading when he looked at Su Xinghe.

The master, who had been struggling since Zhao Wen came in, but whose face had clearly shown a dead silence, sat down, and looked at Zhao Wen who was desperately kowtowing on the ground, and Su Xinghe only felt a sense of sadness from his heart.

In his tone, he asked Zhao Wen with a tone of hatred that could not be made of steel: "Since you can memorize all the martial arts cheats in Lang Huan's blessed land, why don't you learn martial arts?" ”

"I used to think that reading was the happiest thing in the world, even if I memorized all the martial arts cheats, it was just as a pastime to pass the time, but I never thought that if there was no martial arts, my life would be under the control of others at any time!"

Zhao Wen put himself in Duan Yu's perspective, but there was endless guilt in his tone, and he looked at Su Xinghe with deep remorse in his voice.

"Poof!" A blood arrow spat out from Su Xinghe's mouth, and the young man in front of him thought exactly the same as himself and his eight disciples, which was simply the biggest irony of his life.

"Mr. Su!" Zhao Wen screamed, stepped forward to support Su Xinghe, and said urgently: "If you are willing to tell the whereabouts of my grandmother Li Qiushui, after I take revenge, even if it is for my life, I can give it to you!" ”

Speaking of this, Zhao Wen knelt heavily on the ground again and begged: "Please tell me, your mother's senior brother, just pity her miserable fate in her life!" ”

"Hahaha!" Su Xinghe's voice was full of misery and remorse, but the expression of Wuyazi on the other side calmed down.

"Kid, come over here and let me see you!" Wu Yazi whispered to Zhao Wen with a trill.

"I've seen the old man!"

Zhao Wen walked lightly to Wuyazi's side, bowed respectfully, whether it was temperament or demeanor, he was a beautiful son, only this etiquette, Wuyazi could be sure that his grandson must have had a good upbringing since he was a child.

"Su Xinghe doesn't know where your grandmother Li Qiushui is, but I, an old man, can teach you a martial art that is enough for you to run rampant in the world!"

"My father said back then that it would take decades of hard work to practice any martial arts well, and now my heart is full of hatred, how can I still have the heart to take revenge after decades of cultivation!" Zhao Wen looked at Wu Yazi with a look of disbelief.

"Old decay assures you that this exercise is very easy to learn, and it won't be long before you have the best internal strength in the world!"

Speaking of his martial arts, Wu Yazi's voice was full of pride, even if he fell to the end now, he still believed that the Northern Spiritual Skill he cultivated was the most powerful technique in the world.

"No, why do you have a pure Taoist internal force!"