"Li'er, these two are your masters, don't be so naughty to make your master go away this time. Otherwise, grandpa will be angry. ”

The old grandfather straightened his body, his hands behind his back, and opened his mouth with a serious face.

However, the boy just lowered his head and shook the sword in his hand in a boring manner, as if he didn't care about the words of the old grandfather.

"This child will be handed over to the two, if there is anything that offends the two in the future, I hope to bear more responsibility."

"It's nature." Zhuohua nodded.

However, when it was time to actually teach him, Zhuohua realized how difficult this boy was.

"Then let's start with the first step, wash the muscles and cut the marrow."

The grandfather glanced at Zhuohua, and then lowered his head and pretended to be dumb.

"Grandpa?"

……

"Grandpa!" Zhuo Hua couldn't help but raise his voice.

However, as if he couldn't hear, the grandfather lowered his head and kept poking the soil under his feet with the sword in his hand.

Zhuohua realized that this was a stalemate with her.

Zhuohua was like a punch on cotton, obviously full of anger accumulated in his heart, but there was no way to vent it.

"What's the use of you holding that sword, you won't use it at all." Zhuohua crossed his arms and looked down at his grandfather.

When the grandfather heard this, his hand holding the sword stiffened. He raised his head and gave Zhuohua a cold look.

However, that look has no deterrent effect on today's Zhuohualai.

There was a hint of a smile on the corner of Zhuohua's mouth, she had just seen anger, grievance, disobedience, etc. in his eyes, all kinds of emotions mixed together.

Zhuohua didn't have much to do, she thought and summoned the rising sun.

As soon as the morning sun appeared, it exuded a fierce light, mixed with a trace of blood.

As soon as the morning sun appeared, the sword in the grandfather's hand instantly became eclipsed, like a broken copper and iron.

The grandfather still clutched the sword in his hand tightly, and then snorted at Zhuohua with disdain.

As if sensing the grandfather's provocation to Zhuohua, Chaoyang shook angrily.

Zhuohua tapped it lightly, and it fell silent.

"Kid, let me see how the sword should be used." Zhuohua raised his head, mobilized a trace of his spiritual power, and slashed horizontally in one direction with his sword.

Although this blow did not exert much strength, it still caused many flowers and plants in the garden to suffer.

What was once a beautiful scene is now bare.

Zhuohua scratched his hair in embarrassment.

She tilted her head and inadvertently saw the trace of yearning and envy flashing in her grandfather's eyes.

So, while the iron was hot, she asked, "How is it?" Isn't it amazing? Do you want to learn? ”

The grandfather bit his lower lip and hesitated for a long time, but finally shook his head.

Zhuohua was very surprised by this.

She believed that she was absolutely not mistaken, his appearance before was very exciting, and she could see that he really wanted to cultivate.

But why did he choose to refuse?

Zhuohua was puzzled.

She tilted her head to look at Luo Yang, and then Luo Yang spread her hands and shook her head lightly, meaning that she didn't know.

"Ugh." Zhuohua reached out and rubbed his eyebrows, and couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

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Looking at the grandfather who had become extremely silent again, Zhuohua felt very congested.

It's impossible to start with this situation.