The river smelled of blood (ròu) and fishy for several miles, and the whale boat gradually stabilized (shēn), and the passengers breathed a sigh of relief.

Everyone thought that the mirage was strangled by the three ship guards, but Hua Wenxiang was the only one who knew that the mirage was cut into mud (ròu) by the flower leaves.

Kill a Danqing Realm Mirage in an instant with a gentle flower leaf, and the death method of cutting the Mirage is still so terrifying, this kind of strength must at least start in the Immortal Purple Realm.

Not surprisingly, the ten ** was done by the uncle who looked like Luo Bei.

The ferry steward sent someone to assist the three ship guards to inspect the surroundings of the whale boat, and only after finding that there was nothing unusual was there was anything wrong with the ship escort array.

Regarding the killing of the mirage by Hanaba, the three ship guards were also confused, but the three were seriously injured, and they did not plan to investigate the matter first, but returned to their residences to recuperate.

Fortunately, the whale boat is fine, otherwise the court will blame it, and the steward of this ship will be to blame.

The ferry steward kept bringing people to comfort the guests on board, and then sent many people to the railings outside the ship to guard them tightly, and immediately reported any movement.

Hua Wenxiang looked at the dark water, and the broken (ròu) of the mirage attracted countless fish, shrimp and small beasts to eat.

The battle caused by a mirage corpse was fierce, and the ship was already far away, ignoring the chaotic situation (qíng).

Hua Wenxiang returned to the house, intending to rest, but as soon as he pushed open the door, he saw the middle-aged man carrying a big sword before.

Hua Wenxiang was stunned for a moment, but she was not angry that the other party broke into her room without permission, and said respectfully: "Hua Wenxiang has seen Uncle Rob. That flower and leaf are controlled by Uncle Robert (cāo)?"

The middle-aged man sat at the table and said with a smile: "Why do you call me Uncle Rob? You are not angry that I broke into your room without permission?"

He didn't answer the question of the willow leaf (qíng).

Hua Wenxiang didn't understand why the other party didn't recognize his own (shēn) share, or did he really just look like Luo Bei, and not have anything to do with Luo Bei?

Hua Wenxiang praised: "The predecessor is good swordsmanship, this kind of swordsmanship is definitely the most domineering swordsmanship I have ever seen, with a flower leaf to smash a Danqing Realm mirage in an instant, looking at the whole world, I'm afraid there are few people who can have such swordsmanship, the big sword behind the predecessor must be a fairy soldier, if the predecessor used this sword to kill the mirage just now, I am afraid it will alarm the heavens and the earth, crying ghosts and gods." I have been away from the rivers and lakes for several years, and I worship the dashing immortals of my predecessors the most. ”

The middle-aged man smiled, "You can talk." Why did you change your name to call me Senior instead of Uncle Robert?"

Hua Wenxiang said regretfully: "I was a little reckless with the younger generation before, I think the senior just looks like my friend, and it shouldn't have anything to do with it." ”

The middle-aged man suddenly fell silent, and then his eyes were slightly sad.

Hua Wenxiang sat aside and asked, "Why didn't the seniors speak?"

The middle-aged man was silent for a while before he whispered guiltily: "My name is Luo Xun, and I am Luo Bei's biological father. ”

His voice was small, as if he didn't have the courage or the face to say it.

Although Hua Wenxiang had expected it, she was still taken aback, "Then with the cultivation of the predecessors, why didn't you go and recognize Luo Bei earlier? Why did you abandon Luo Bei back then?"

All this came too suddenly, why did he meet Luo Bei's biological father just after he came out of Qingzong?

In the impression of Hua Wenxiang's group of young people, Luo Bei has never mentioned his biological father, which leads to everyone not thinking about this aspect.

Luo Xun said: "I have a hard time, and I don't have the face to recognize that child, I only gave birth to him, but I didn't give him any pain (ài), I don't deserve to be a father." Back then, for some reason, I offended a lot of people, and there were enemies everywhere, and I didn't want the newborn Bei'er to be the same outlaw as me, so I entrusted him to Shan Xiongxin to raise. ”

"Shan Xiongxin has a good character, he educated Luo Bei very well, I owe him a heavenly master (qíng), but this person is deceased, and I can't afford to repay this favor (qíng). I don't live in a whale boat, but I just happened to see you on the boat and thought it was time to say hello to you. I know all of you, but I haven't had the opportunity to know you, thank you for accompanying Luo Bei all the way to grow up. ”

Hua Wenxiang listened carefully, all this is like the book, it is too unrealistic, after he (rì) Luo Bei knew about his father's existence, he didn't know what kind of reaction it was, did he recognize each other, or did he never forgive the original abandonment?

Luo Xun sighed, "I'm confused, if I had gone to Luo Bei earlier, I wouldn't have been able to cause the current stalemate, and now it's too late to say anything, I'm sure this kid won't forgive me." ”

The middle-aged man's eyes were dark, and there was even a hint of despair, when he was hunted down by the imperial court for several years, the whole (rì) was hanging by a thread, it was impossible to take Luo Bei with him, and (shēn) was his father, and he didn't want Luo Bei to embark on the martial arts like him, so he sealed his blood soul back then.

The higher the cultivation, the higher the responsibility, in fact, sometimes there is nothing wrong with being an ordinary person.

However, before leaving, the man still left a precious ancient sword intent for his son.

Many years later, Luo Bei was destined to embark on the path of martial arts, and like men, he became a swordsman.

Hua Wenxiang was noncommittal to Luo Xun's words, Luo Bei's sense of faith in Shan Xiong (qíng) was too deep, and it is estimated that he will only recognize him as his father in this life, but Luo Bei is not a person who is absolutely (qíng), and he should not have much hatred for the middle-aged man in front of him, and at most he will not get along with each other in old age and death.

Luo Xun saw Hua Wenxiang's powerless eyes, and the table (qíng) was even more disappointed, "Even if Bei'er doesn't forgive me in this life, I won't blame him, I deserve all this." ”

Hua Wenxiang persuaded: "Uncle Luo doesn't have to blame himself too much, you also had a hard time back then, wait for him (rì) I will go to Najian Mountain with you, you and Luo Bei say some good things, he should be able to recognize you." ”

Luo Xun shook his head, "I don't have the face to go, but??" However, I will also find an opportunity to recognize Bei'er in the future, but not now. When the time comes, whether he recognizes me or not, I will have to resign myself to fate. ”

He is not ready to recognize Luo Bei, and he has been all these years.

There was silence in the room for a moment, and Hua Wenxiang couldn't help but ask, "Uncle Luo can't be the Jian Xun in the peony case, right?"

Luo Xun, Jian Xun, and swordsmanship are all superb, and what makes Hua Wenxiang pay the most attention is the big sword behind Luo Xun, the peony case has mentioned many times that Jian Xun is on the back of the big sword Xuanyuan, although the big sword wrapped in bandages in front of him does not have a trace of immortal soldier breath, but intuition tells Hua Wenxiang that this is not an ordinary sword!

Luo Xun was ashamed and said: "After the First World War, it was inexplicably compiled into a book. ”

When he listened to Luo Bei talk about the peony case for the first time, the worship of Jian Xun in the book was like a surging river, endlessly, and now although he has entered the Danqing realm, his worship of Jian Xun has not diminished at all.

"No matter how expensive the royal power is, it is no more expensive than a pool of peonies. No matter how beautiful the peony is, she can't smile back. ”

The artistic conception of this sentence is too rich, and the sense of domineering, chic, and stupidity (qíng) is highlighted vividly and vividly.

Thinking of this, Hua Wenxiang suddenly felt a little sad, the ending of the peony case was more tragic, and Luo Xun's wife, that is, Luo Bei's mother, died at the end.

Jian Xun does not take Hua Wenxiang as an outsider, Hua Wenxiang can see this, and he is also very happy about this, although Luo Bei may not accept middle-aged men in the future, but he is Luo Bei's biological father after all, which no one can change.

Hua Wenxiang is unusually close to Luo Xun, which may be because the other party is a peerless Great Sword Immortal, or it may be because the other party is his brother's biological father.

The middle-aged man took off the (shēn) back sword and put it on the table, this Xuanyuan, he has never received Loucang Yuzhong, he has always carried it behind (shēn), there is only one reason, the woman in red said that the man is very temperamental to carry the sword like this, and she likes to see it very much.

Luo Xun said slowly: "When I set foot in the Fengzhao Palace, I seriously injured the Sun Tai (yīn) of the Babel Tower, and afterwards I was retaliated against endlessly by the imperial court, so I had to entrust Luo Bei to someone else to raise. In recent years, the imperial court must have been tired, or I knew that no matter how many people I sent, it would be a funeral, so I didn't care about me anymore. I've wanted to recognize Bei'er for a long time, but I really don't know how to open my mouth?? Alas, as soon as the (rì) son grows, it has dragged on until now. ”

Hua Wenxiang carefully looked at the world's first immortal soldier on the table, and the strange thing was that no matter how he snooped, he couldn't see the real Xuanyuan Sword through the bandages.

Luo Xun continued: "Not long after you left Sword City, I followed you for a while, but then I felt that this would affect your cultivation, so I quietly left, and Huang Liangfeng stayed by your (shēn) side at that time, which was enough to ensure your safety. ”

Hua Wenxiang admired, but Lao Huang at that time was not aware of Luo Xun's existence at all.

Hua Wenxiang asked, "When does Uncle Rob plan to recognize Luo Bei?"

Luo Xun said: "Wait until Bei'er Ji (shēn) Immortal Purple Realm." I want to ask you for one thing, please don't tell me my share, I don't want him to know about my existence before Bei'er Ji (shēn) Immortal Purple Realm. ”

Hua Wenxiang sighed, although he didn't understand the meaning, but he believed that Luo Xun had his own measure.

The Great Sword Immortal sat in front of him, which made the young man feel like a dream, the sword Xun in the Peony case did not expect to really exist in reality, according to time, Uncle Luo is definitely not even fifty years old this year, and such a person broke through the Immortal Purple Realm nearly twenty years ago!

Thirty-year-old 跻 (shēn) The legendary Later Three Realms?Now I'm afraid it's better than an immortal if it's not an immortal!

Then there is the big sword wrapped in bandages on the table, and the quality of each immortal soldier in the twelve weapons of the earth is not much worse, but Xuanyuan is the only one sword that overwhelms the other eleven immortal soldiers!

Luo Xun said suddenly: "The talents of several of you are above mine, and your future achievements will be the same." Especially Xiaohua, you have the most unlimited future prospects. ”

This peerless great sword immortal didn't dare to say it to death, because there has not been a single immortal in the entire world for ten thousand years, and it seems that from beginning to end, the real immortal is only Che Baizi.

Hua Wenxiang kept Luo Xun's words in his mind deeply, since he grew up, there have been countless big names who have praised his unlimited future, this alone, he can't let these seniors down, and in the future, he will definitely have to mix up a great achievement.

(End of chapter)

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