"Child, do you know what I brought you here for today?" Hua Mantang smiled and asked Hua Mumei, who was sitting on the side.

"Isn't it just a sword? I don't think it's necessary, report my father's name, and who wouldn't give up this sword?"

"It seems that this is the right thing to do, you, you are still too young, although your kung fu is invincible to your peers, but your heart is still too chaotic. I brought you here, first, to sharpen the sword, and secondly, to train you. ”

Hua Mantang is obviously very optimistic about his son.

"Go ahead and exercise yourself. ”

But Hua Mumei hadn't moved yet, and someone had already stepped forward.

It's a woman.

The woman is not very old, only nineteen years old at most, two years older than Hua Mumei.

Hua Manlou is also nineteen years old.

"I'll be a notary, let's get started. ”

The sound of the flower hall spread throughout the scene, and everyone was watching to see who this young woman who dared to challenge the fallen swordsman was.

Guan Daocun doesn't have to look at it, Hua Manlou said that he wants to make the Feihua Sword God regret it for the rest of his life and regret what he did at the beginning.

At this time, Hua Mumei's sword was out of the body, and this sword was the soft sword used when Hua Mantang became famous, one place higher than the Qingmang Sword - the sixth Huanhua soft sword.

Hua Mumei's wrist flicked, and there were already thirty-six sword lights flying out, which was the lore of the Flying Flower Sword Technique-Thirty-six Thorns of Huanhua!

"Do you know why my sword is not unsheathed?" Looking at Hua Mumei, who rushed forward, Hua Manlou just turned sideways and let go of all the attacks, facing away from him.

"Hugh wants to rap! Look at the sword!"

"Because against you, I don't have to use a sword at all!"

Hua Manlou didn't even look at it, his right hand flipped back, and he had already grabbed Hua Mumei's wrist. With a flick of his fingers, he had already hit his Hegu and Yangxi points.

Hua Mumei's hand immediately became numb, and she couldn't even grasp the sword. But Hua Manlou didn't stop, and with a twist of his hand, he twisted Hua Mumei's entire arm one hundred and eighty degrees.

"Dangchang", the Huanhua soft sword fell to the ground, Hua Mumei screamed, when did he suffer such humiliation, or was he defeated in the hands of a woman!

Although Hua Mantang was silent, with a flick of his fingers, a silver needle flew out silently.

This battle is very important to Hua Mumei, he can't be defeated!" Hua Mantang thought to himself.

But Xun suddenly flew out of the same silver needle and knocked down his hidden weapon.

The Sundai plays with his pen.

"Victory or defeat is a common thing in soldiers, how can Hua Daxia not understand the truth? If we want to compete, we might as well go up and let Old Man Zhen be a witness. The Xun Immortal said in a forced voice.

Guan Daocun saw it clearly.

Sure enough, it's dirty.

It's dirty.

Hua Manlou let go of his hand and said to Hua Mumei: "You have already lost, your kung fu is not bad, and you are even more talented than Hua Mantang." You didn't lose to me, you lost to yourself. Of course, you have to lose. ”

"Why?!What qualifications do you have to say me?!" Hua Mumei shouted, and he wanted to draw his sword again.

"Cang!" all three darts were nailed between his fingers.

"You lost. ”

At the same time, I saw three silver glittering rope darts full of patterns, and the identity of this person was already clear, it was the blood flower full of buildings!

But Hua Mumei didn't know her.

A genius in a honey pot will not know the most chilling weapon of the past four years.

"I don't accept it, come again! I don't accept it! How can I lose!"

"You're going to disgrace the Hua family? I'm really ashamed of you! Victory and defeat are a common thing in soldiers, didn't your father teach you? This is not a simple exercise, it is a fight, a duel!"

Hua Manlou shook his head: "You are ashamed of your ancestors." Hua Manlou coiled a rope dart in his hand, exposed the tip of his hand, and clenched his fist.

Her next punch was sure to kill Hua Mumei.

"Presumptuous, who dares to hurt my beloved son!" Hua Mantang stood up.

"I'm not going to kill him, and I'm never going to let anyone kill him, I'm just educating him. Hua Manlou looked at the so-called "father" and smiled.

She smiled like a big girl, a girl who deserved her father's love.

But she wasn't. But she still had that smile — a smile of relief and ease.

"Education, my Hua family doesn't have a slut like you, who dares to hurt my son?!"

"Family? Didn't you have nothing when you drove away the daughter who was tortured by you, men and women? The look in your wife when she was beaten to death by your own hands, the scene when your daughter was beaten all over by you, limping out of the door with a limp?

Hua Manlou stood straight.

"Your son is also seventeen years old, right? It seems that you have already married an unknown number of aunts, and both of you father and son are clowns who jump off the beam!"

The hall was full of flowers, and Hua Mumei's face was already pale. Hua Mantang suddenly looked at Hua Manlou, his eyes were a little distracted: "Mu Xue, you are Mu Xue, you are my daughter?"

"I'm not Hua Muxue, she was killed by Hua Manlou a long time ago. I'm just Hua Mumei's sister-in-law, but I'm not Hua Mantang's daughter. ”

"Sister, how come I've never heard that I have a sister?"

"Ask for yourself, if you can ask how many younger brothers he admits to, you will naturally understand who my sister is. Hua Manlou looked at Hua Mumei, it was really like a sister looking at her younger brother.

How long did she wait? Nine years.

Nine years ago, she vowed to spend a lot of money and regret it for the rest of her life.

But she later realized that Hua Mantang had already had many aunts, and each of them could give birth to a son for him.

Hua Mantang doesn't care about Hua Mumei's life.

When is the time for retribution, let him go, but he can be punished.

Only by punishing his heart can he regret it for a lifetime.

Hua Mantang still understands that Hua Manlou, who he said "Why is it not my child", is Hua Muxue who was abandoned by him.

What a joke.

He could no longer be called the Sword God, and this nickname was already a high hat on his head, so that he couldn't lift his head.

Abandoning his wife and children and finding a new love, how can such a scumbag be a "sword god", how can he be a "chivalrous".

Hua Mantang knelt down.

But Hua Manlou has already left. With her disguise technique, no one could find her again.

But what will happen if you find her? She is no longer the Hua Muxue, and she is no longer the blood-soaked building.

She cut off all the past, cut off all the shackles.

She felt as if she were a child in her father's arms. Although she had never felt loved, now that she had cut off the past, she was no longer the child who lacked love.

She can love, to love everyone.

She has let go of hatred, let go of killing.

The blood is full of buildings and has since become a story, and this short-lived killer has never appeared again.

A few years later, when people tell the story of Guan Daocun, they will always remember that there is a beautiful girl who loves to laugh and accompany him on his adventures. Although they are not husband and wife, they will always be friends.