Just when Zhao Cheng was anxious and uneasy, the atmosphere in the room was not as sad as he imagined.

Zhao Sheng sat on the edge of the bed, holding his wife Wang Yuqi's hand, and said with a gentle face about the bits and pieces of the two in the past 70 years since they got married.

Wang Yuqi was as thin as wood, and her face was covered with terrible age spots.

At this time, she had fallen into a coma and could not hear what her husband was saying.

However, Zhao Sheng didn't seem to have a trace of sadness, and still told unhurriedly,

I don't know how long it has been, Wang Yuqi's hand suddenly moved slightly, her eyelids squirmed a few times, and she slowly opened her eyes full of white spots.

Her eyes were dull, her eyes were scattered and dazed, and she was a little panicked.

But after feeling her husband's thin hands, Wang Yuqi immediately relaxed, with a reassuring smile on her face.

"Brother Qin, I finally died in front of you. That's nice! She muttered, her voice weak and low, barely audible.

"Yes! From now on, I will be the only one to live alone. Well, I know you're afraid of loneliness. Zhao Sheng leaned into her ear and said softly.

"Brother Qin, you will always know me best. Remember how we first met? ”

Zhao Sheng stretched out his hand to press the corners of the quilt for his wife, and chuckled: "Why don't you remember, I used perfume to attract you and Yuyan over." In order to attract your attention, I also deliberately played a piano song back then. ”

"Ahem, I knew you had bad intentions. Back then, I was also young and ignorant, so I was easily deceived by you. ”

"Do you regret it?"

"No regrets! Never regret it! ”

After speaking, Wang Yuqi's face suddenly became unusually ruddy, and her voice became clear again.

Zhao Sheng's heart tightened, and he couldn't help but hold his wife's hand tightly.

He knew it was a return to light.

Wang Yuqi suddenly turned her face sideways, looked at Zhao Sheng with an extremely eager expression, and said expectantly: "Brother Qin, I want to hear you again, the love poem you gave me back then."

At this time, tears suddenly welled up in Zhao Sheng's eyes, his voice trembled slightly, and he murmured softly: "The clouds are tricky, the flying stars spread hatred, and the silver man is dark." As soon as the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will win countless ...... in the world."

After Zhao Sheng finished reading the love poem, Wang Yuqi seemed to have fulfilled her last wish, her face quickly turned pale, her breathing almost stagnated, and only the last trace of consciousness remained: "Brother Qin, I suddenly feel homesick, I miss my grandparents, my parents, and my sister Yuyan." I think... I want to go back—"

Before she could say the word home, she suddenly let go of her husband's right hand and stopped breathing forever.

Seeing his wife pass away, tears instantly blurred Zhao Sheng's eyes.

At this moment, he burst into tears.

When Zhao Sheng walked out of the house in a dejected manner, there were soon cries from up and down the Zhao Mansion.

A month later, under the eyes of his son Zhao Cheng, grandson Zhao Xuanhan and others, Zhao Sheng boarded a carriage with his wife's urn.

Then, driven by the coachman of the Innate Realm, the carriage slowly started and began to drive towards Ganzhou, Liang State, more than 4,000 miles away.

……

Winter goes to spring, and in March, the peach blossoms on the peach trees in Nanyang City suddenly bloom overnight.

The fragrance of flowers is bursting, and the falling flowers are colorful.

On this day, when the people of Nanyang celebrated the Peach Blossom Festival, a tattered carriage stopped in front of an old mansion.

As soon as Zhao Sheng got off the carriage, he saw seven or eight men with swords and swords suddenly surround him, and drove loudly: "No matter where you come from, hurry up!" The Zhao family doesn't see outsiders today! ”

"Bold!"

The coachman Zhao Eryi learned everything Zhao Sheng taught himself, and he respected the old lady Zhao like a god.

Seeing this, he stepped forward and shouted, and the innate true qi mixed with the sound waves suddenly exploded.

These seven or eight men were shattered on the spot with their eardrums and cochlea shattered and collapsed to the ground.

"Oops, why can't I get up.!"

"Ah, I can't hear you!"

They screamed and screamed, their bodies completely unbalanced, and no matter how much they struggled, they could never get up.

At this time, the two middle-aged men in red who were guarding the gate of Zhao's mansion suddenly changed their faces.

Different from the ordinary people who are mixed up in the rivers and lakes, they from the Blood Knife Sect can see at a glance the heels of the ordinary man who looks like a coachman.

This person turned out to be a rare innate grandmaster in Ganzhou, and he was an existence at the same level as the Blood Knife Ancestor.

Seeing that it was not good, the two disciples of the Blood Sword Sect were about to run to the Zhao Mansion.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, a thin, white-haired old man with a broken arm suddenly appeared between the two.

Immediately afterwards, a heavy momentum like a mountain pressed over, and the two of them were completely suppressed in an instant, and their bodies couldn't move, like insects frozen in amber.

Fortunately, this terrifying momentum came and went quickly!

The two of them quickly regained their freedom, but none of them dared to move, let alone report the news to the Blood Knife Ancestor.

"Let me ask you, what happened in the Zhao Mansion? Who are you? Zhao Sheng asked the two of them after putting away the innate coercion.

These two people didn't dare to hide anything, and hurriedly explained: "We are all disciples of the Blood Sword Sect. But we have absolutely no ill intentions. It was the Blood Knife Ancestor who wanted to accept the Third Young Master of the Zhao Mansion as an apprentice, so he came to the Zhao Mansion in person. We're just keeping a guard outside the door to prevent outsiders from disturbing us. ”

"Apprentices?"

Zhao Sheng frowned, and said in his heart: "If you really want to accept apprentices, you shouldn't make such a battle?"

At this time, the coachman Zhao Er suddenly came over and said: "Old lady, look at the posture of the knife, the ancestor of the blood knife is afraid that the person who came is not good!" You see, do you want to send this person away first? ”

"No,"

After speaking, Zhao Sheng stepped into the ancestral house that he had not returned to for fifty years.

At the same time, the atmosphere in the reception hall of the Zhao Mansion was extremely heavy.

At the head of the lobby sat a ruddy old man with a drooping chin and a handful of beautiful hair. Although this person is over half a hundred years old, he still has dark hair and no wrinkles on his face, and he is obviously proficient in the art of health preservation.

On the left and right Taishi chairs below the lobby, the four people sitting on the left are the patriarchs of the Zhao family, and only two people are sitting on the right.

At the top was an old man in a red robe with a bald head, who was unusually tall and vicious.

This is the blood knife ancestor Chang Meng of the mighty Ganzhou rivers and lakes.

And sitting below him was an old Taoist priest with a whisk in his hand and a childish face.

Behind the two of them, there stood a row of Blood Knife Sect disciples dressed in red. Their temples bulged high, and at a glance, they knew that they were all first-class masters who were rare in the rivers and lakes

Probably impatiently waiting, the Blood Knife Ancestor suddenly asked in a gloomy tone, "How are you Zhao family thinking about it?" When will I let my ancestor meet my precious apprentice? ”

After hearing this flower, the beautiful old man smiled and said, "Chang Lao Zu, you can take Jie'er as an apprentice, it is said that it is a blessing for my Zhao family." Unfortunately, Jerry had gone to visit his aunt and grandmother two days ago. It hasn't come back yet. Otherwise, when he comes back, I will let Jie'er take the initiative to go to the Blood Knife Gate to apprentice, do you think it's okay? ”

"Fart!"