Familiar to the point that I can't be more familiar, and I miss it so much that I can't miss it anymore.

That was the highest level of the Ming Zun's famous Ninefold Sword Technique in the cultivation realm.

There is only one person in the whole cultivation realm who can use it, and only one person can use it.

The man's identity was revealed.

The wisp of causality that poked out from Si Kun's body and stretched forward was suddenly straightened by an inexplicable force, and in an instant, he crossed the broken abyss in the middle, and reached the place on the opposite side that he always wanted to reach, but never reached.

"Boom!"

Like a rubber band suddenly straightened, the originally thick and strong line of cause and effect was pulled to the thinnest.

Although I saw the scenery on the opposite side clearly, I also paid a great price, and it was precarious and could be broken at any time.

That's the price of a forced connection.

Si Kun looked at the back in front of him in a daze, and finally found his voice after a long time.

He spoke softly, as if he was afraid of disturbing something, and finally called out the title that had been hidden in his heart for many years.

“…… Little uncle? ”

Chapter 127

The clouds rolled, the blood thunder flickered, and the attacks in the sky never stopped, and a new wave of attacks was about to fall.

But the people of the earth did not care at all about the blood and thunder in the sky.

Everyone's eyes fell on the red-clothed man who had just swung a peerless sword and stood in mid-air with a knife, his eyes mixed with doubts, shocks, excitement, doubts, disbelief and other complex emotions.

The emotions were so intense that no one spoke for a long time.

Maybe it's too much to believe.

After all, how can a dead person be resurrected?

But if it weren't for that person, who else in this world could make such an amazing sword technique?

What's more, Yunxiao Jun had already shouted out first.

He called him "Little Uncle Ancestor".

It's so old and warm, and there is only one person in the world who has ever held this title alone.

There will be no mistake.

Luo Yun looked at Xie Wei in a daze, and couldn't help but take a step forward, "Little ...... Uncle Xiao...... Are you a junior uncle? ”

As the words fell, he suddenly remembered the identity and deeds of the person in front of him.

This is the young palace master of Hehuan Palace, who once seduced Yunxiaojun with a dead face and dressed up so charmingly and charmingly, and showed his love to Yunxiaojun in public, and they have also seen several times that he was unceremoniously thrown out by Yunxiaojun.

All the disciples in the Ten Thousand Swords Sect disliked him, and everyone outside the Ten Thousand Swords Sect looked down on him.

It can be said that this person's life in the first 20 years or so completely explains how the words "infamy" are written.

Even if his personality has suddenly changed recently, his previous deeds are so deeply rooted in the hearts of the people that no matter how similar this person is to the little uncle and ancestor, they have never considered this possibility.

Just like before, he obviously comprehended the law of life like Mingzun, Mingming and Mingzun are good at swords, wearing red clothes, the same superb fire spirit root, and even the temperament and back behavior are somewhat similar, but these people didn't think about it in this way.

After all, Mingzun is also an elder no matter how he says it, how can he do such a thing as seducing juniors by unscrupulous means? It's unimaginable.

And now, it was this existence that they concluded could never be that person, but they used the same knife technique as him, which was like a forced reshaping of the three views for everyone, full of a grotesque sense of absurdity.

So much so that when Luo Yun said this, he instinctively shook his head again, and said in disbelief: "How can you be a junior uncle?" This...... It's impossible......"

Everyone's expressions were similar to his.

As for the others, the Yuan Babies who were originally included in the sleeves of the disciples also floated out one by one, and the expressions on the illusory faces composed of light and shadow were strange, and they couldn't tell whether they were more suspicious or shocked, and they all had expressions of three views shattered and doubting life.

Such an extreme comparison is too challenging to accept the bottom line in people's hearts.

Hua Tong stood aside with her arms folded, her expression was a little complicated, but it was not a gloating play, but a mixture of sadness and sighs.

He didn't intend to interject, such a major matter should have been handled by the master himself, and everything he did was overstepping.

And the person who was watched like this by everyone did not speak from beginning to end.

Or rather, tiredness.

There is nothing unacceptable about his identity being exposed, anyway, his identity must always be exposed, although it is difficult to be accepted by others when his soul did not return to his place, but his mind is already open, and he has long been relieved, and he has always been just a matter of fate.

He was worried about Si Kun.

The secret that has been hidden for so long is suddenly exposed when he sees that the other party's causal line can be completely restored with another continuation.

Xie Wei must be said to be frustrated.

But at that time, it was too late, and among all the sword techniques, he was the most familiar with, the best at and the best way to ensure that nothing went wrong to save Si Kun, and only the last form of the nine-fold sword technique.

At that time, he barely had time to think about it, but he instinctively swung it out, and when he saw the eighty-one brilliant sword rays rushing towards the sky like a long rainbow through the sun, he knew that it was broken.

But it has come to this point, and there is no way to get it back.

Especially when he heard the sentence "Little Master Uncle Ancestor" behind him, his figure stiffened suddenly.

This sentence seemed to confirm his hunch, and the man behind him had completely recognized him.

That means that his causal line has been forcibly stretched.

He recognized himself, but how long this forced continuation of cause and effect can last depends entirely on the unknowable fate, once the forcibly stretched cause and effect line is completely broken, there is really no fate between them.

Never visible, never spoken, never touchable.

Always missing out on each other.

That's the price of forced continuity.

Because of this heavy psychology, he didn't have much heart to explain when he saw everyone's questioning and shocked eyes, and heard Luo Yun's incredulous muttering.

He was silent for a long time, and finally took a deep breath and turned around, but there was a faint smile on the corner of his lips, as if nothing had happened.

"Long time no see, little vinegar dragon, are you surprised to see me?"

However, even though his expression and movements remained the same, his voice was uncontrollably hoarse.

Si Kun's pupils shrank suddenly, and the bottom of his pitch-black pupils suddenly glowed with water.

At that moment, his mind was blank, he didn't think about anything, his mind was full of the seven big words "Little Master Uncle Ancestor is still alive", suddenly surprise rushed to his heart, full of affection almost overwhelmed him, he suddenly stepped forward and grabbed his shoulder, his voice was with a trace of irrepressible trill.

"Uncle Xiaoshi, you are still alive, you are really alive, is it really you? Are you really him? You're really back, you're back......"

He spoke incoherently, inverted, and just a few words, as if there was nothing important except this question.

Xie Wei looked at him helplessly, but there was a trace of deep sadness hidden in the depths of his eyes.

At first joy, a little sorrow, I don't know when I will have to separate, and there will be no chance to see it again.

He raised his hand to hold Si Kun's excited arm, his fingers unconsciously forced, as if he wanted to firmly grasp this uncontrollable fate.

He smiled and said, "Yes, I'm back, I'm not going to go again." ”

When these words fell, a large gasping sound suddenly sounded next to him.

This decisive sentence obviously made what this group of people had been suspicious of come true, and the resulting storm was not shocking, but neither of them paid attention to them.

As the force on the arm where it was held gradually increased, the pain finally pulled Si Kun's excited mind back.

He realized something in hindsight.

Uncle Xiao is back.

The little uncle came back as Xie Wei.

Xie Wei is the little uncle.

The person he likes is Uncle Xiaoshi.

Si Kun: "......"

Si Kun's fiery mind gradually calmed down, his eyes looked at Xie Wei stiffly, and his expression slowly cracked.

He felt as if the shoulders he was holding under his hands were about to burn him, and he had wanted to get as close to him as possible, but now he suddenly let go of his hand as if he was hiding from something terrifying, and took a few steps back sharply, and his face, which had always had little expression, even had a little shock.

Xie Wei looked at him with a confused expression, "...... How? ”

Could it be that he finally reacted to the problem of the causal line? But how doesn't this expression look like sadness?

Si Kun's lips moved, wanting to say something, but found that there was nothing to say.

You can't always say, "Little Uncle Zu, I like you, but what I like is not that you are Xie Wei"...... Right?

At that moment, Si Kun's expression was a little distorted.

He has pure respect and love for his elders, and he doesn't have the slightest affection, after all, at that time, Xie Wei was wearing an ugly and ugly mask all day long, and he was only a little older, and he didn't understand fart feelings, how could he have any affection?

But now, I suddenly found that the person I like and the person I respect are the same person, and the two completely separated feelings are not integrated at all, and the love and charm impact each other, causing Si Kun's mood to be extremely complicated.

On the one hand, he wanted to get close to him, and on the other hand, he wanted to stay away from him because of the blasphemy in his heart, and his expression was a little messy for a while.

The others saw it in their eyes, and the sympathy in their eyes was so thick that it was about to overflow, but at the same time, there was jealousy.

They were reluctant to accept the fact that the person in front of them was their beloved little uncle and ancestor, and they were forced to watch the little uncle and ancestor spoil others.

Anyone can see that Xie Wei is unusually good to Si Kun, thinking back to the past, when the little master uncle was in the harem of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, how could he have any preference, but not only was he crazy about Yunxiao Jun before, but now after his identity was exposed for the first time, he also grabbed Si Kun to comfort him, and he didn't even explain a word to them, how could they not be jealous?

But no matter how jealous he was, Xie Wei's eyes didn't even glance at them.

He was already extremely sensitive to the matter of the cause and effect line, and now looking at his collapsed expression, he unconsciously took a step forward, "What's wrong with you, why are you doing this expression?" Whether it's suspicion or distrust, I can explain it......"

"Oooo

Si Kunmeng then took a few steps back, because of the excessive ups and downs of emotion, his pupils shrank into a narrow line, but then he reacted again and realized that he had overreacted, and suddenly stopped.

He looked at Xie Wei in a daze, and his voice was slightly hoarse, "Why are you the ...... Why are you ......?"

Xie Wei raised his eyebrows, "What's wrong with me?" Why can't it be me? ”

Si Kun shook his head and nodded again, because his thoughts were confused, his voice was a little scattered, "I'm glad it's you, but I don't want it to be you......"

He took a deep breath, and for a moment he almost felt the urge to blurt out everything, "You know what, I've always been ...... to you"