"Spring Thunder Frost Knife!" Li Fengling was taken aback, he didn't expect that the knife he was holding in his hand was actually the Spring Thunder Knife of the top three in the hundred instrument spectrum. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The hundred instruments spectrum is created by the famous sword casting ghost sword, which specifically records all kinds of divine weapons on the rivers and lakes, one of which is the evil sword of the sword fairy Du Shengfu, the second is the Yama Moqin of Daliao, and the third is the Spring Thunder Frost Knife, which is called the Spring Thunder Knife!

Old man Wang twisted his beard and said slowly: "The Spring Thunder Knife is cast from the cold iron of the abyss of the South China Sea. Back then, Ghost Miaozi wanted to compete with his senior brother Ghost Jianzi, and in order to compete for the title of the world's first weapon casting master, he took the cold iron of the South China Sea Abyss, and cast the Spring Thunder Sword in his life, comparing his senior brother Ghost Jianzi. But this person, because he consumed too much essence and blood, when the Spring Thunder Knife was cast, he was already terminally ill and passed away soon. However, the Spring Thunder Knife he cast is quite famous in the rivers and lakes, and people in the rivers and lakes often remember the ghost when they see the Spring Thunder, which also lives up to his original intention. ”

Regarding the Spring Thunder Knife, Li Fengling has not known much about it over the years. But I have heard of the ranking of weapons on the hundred weapons spectrum. Now he is holding this Spring Thunder Knife in his hand, but it was forged by the famous Ghost Miaozi, which really makes him feel incredible.

"Uncle Wang, this knife is so valuable, why are you ......?" Li Fengling became more and more curious about this Uncle Wang of unknown origin. When he was rescued by Old Man Wang, he didn't know Old Man Wang's origin from Li Tiexin, and for ten years, Old Man Wang didn't tell him anything about himself, and even his name was not revealed.

Old man Wang now casually gave Li Fengling the top three spring thunder knife in the hundred instrument spectrum, which inevitably made Li Fengling curious, and even felt that this old man Wang must have an unspeakable secret.

But the old man Wang smiled when he heard this, and said in a hoarse voice: "Hehe, can I say that your father snatched this knife back?" ”

"My father?" Li Fengling was even more surprised: "My father is just a businessman, how can he still ......." ”

Old man Wang said with a smile: "Although your father is a businessman, what does this have to do with his actions? After the death of the ghost Miaozi, this knife is an ownerless thing, and everyone in the rivers and lakes is fighting for me, and they all want to take it for themselves. Since this knife was snatched back by your father, and now I have handed it over to you, it is just a matter of returning it to its original owner. ”

Li Fengling didn't expect that his father would also have such a relationship with this Spring Thunder Knife. As soon as he saw that this was the only relic left by his father, Li Fengling touched the blade of the knife, as if he saw his father's figure, and an inexplicable tingling pain in his heart, his thoughts about his parents in the past ten years suddenly emanated in the bottom of his heart.

Mao Dalong walked in outside with a smile at this time: "Hahaha, Feng Ling, your injury is almost healed." Mao Dazhi followed behind him, squeezing his eyebrows at Li Fengling, and between his eyebrows, there was a smile.

Li Fengling put away the Spring Thunder Knife, waved at Mao Dalong, glanced at Mao Dazhi puzzled, and said: "Thank you Uncle Mao for your concern, the little nephew's injury has been healed, thank you Dalong and Xiao Min for taking care of it, otherwise how could the little nephew be so fast." ”

Mao Dalong happened to see Li Fengling's action of putting away the Spring Thunder Knife, but he also seemed to know this Spring Thunder, and a different color flashed in his eyes, but then he was relieved. He patted Li Fengling on the shoulder, and then glanced at Old Man Wang, but as if he had something to say, Old Man Wang turned his head and sat aside, Mao Dalong had no choice but to clear his throat, and said with a smile: "Fengling, hehe, you are not too old or too young, like your age, many children in the village have already married their daughters-in-law and had babies......

Li Fengling's heart skipped a beat when he heard this, and he didn't understand what Mao Dalong meant by this, but when he saw Mao Dazhi smiling there, he suddenly felt bad, he thought about it and said, "Uncle Mao, I don't know what you mean by this?"

Mao Dalong smiled and said with a shy face: "Feng Ling, what Uncle Mao means when he says this, he naturally wants to say a family affair for you." ”

"Huh?" Li Fengling was taken aback, and immediately understood Mao Dazhi's hateful 'smile', it seemed that Mao Dalong was saying kiss to Mao Xiaomin.

Mao Dalong has taken care of him and Old Man Wang over the years, even if Li Fengling is unwilling, it is not easy to refuse clearly, so he has to say: "Uncle Mao, the eldest husband is thirty years old, and the younger nephew is only seventeen now, and nothing has been accomplished. ”

Li Fengling's words are very sleek, neither shirking nor agreeing, anyway, let you guess and think for yourself. Sure enough, Mao Dalong's face twitched when he heard this, and he knew that he was choked by these words.

Mao Dazhi took a step forward and said with a smile: "Feng Ling, you are not too young, don't you want to marry a wife and have children, and give your Li family a successor?

Mao Dazhi said a lot, and there was still a smug smile on his face, but he didn't notice that his words were heard by Mao Xiaomin, who was standing at the door.

Mao Xiaomin rushed in suddenly, only to see that her two ears were red, facing Li Fengling's gaze, flashing, but this did not affect Mao Dazhi to be kicked by her: "Dead fatty, what are you talking nonsense, believe it or not, I slapped you to death!" Mao Xiaomin felt a little out of shape again, glanced at Li Fengling and lowered his head.

Mao Dalong glared at Mao Dazhi and Mao Xiaomin fiercely, blaming them for messing around, if this made Li Fengling feel disgusted, how could he say kiss? He cleared his throat and said: "Fengling, saints also have three words and unfilial piety, and no queen is the greatest, you should also think about your parents." Look at Xiaomin, this girl, although her temperament is a little strong, but she is also a good girl, don't you have any thoughts?"

Li Fengling really confirmed what Mao Dalong meant, although he had no dislike for Mao Xiaomin, he didn't have that **** mind. For ten years, I have been treating her as a sister, and I have never thought about this child's relationship.

Now he is about to return to the Central Plains to avenge his parents, whether he is alive or dead, there is no certainty, no matter what, if he responds to the wishes of others, then he has three longs and two shorts, or he has no husband and wife intentions for her, wouldn't it hurt others even more?

Li Fengling had made up his mind, and he said slowly: "Uncle Mao, the little nephew knows your mind. So far, the little nephew can only tell you clearly. The little nephew has only brother and sister affection for Xiaomin, and there is absolutely no **** meaning, I hope Uncle Mao understands!" Li Fengling looked apologetic, when he said this, he knew that he would definitely make Mao Xiaomin miserable for a while, and it would definitely make Mao Dazhi dislike him, and it would also make Mao Dalong unhappy.

Sure enough, Mao Xiaomin cried in a low voice when he heard this, and glared at Li Fengling complainingly, while Mao Dazhi stared at Li Fengling in a daze, and snorted twice depressedly: "Fengling, what's wrong with my sister, isn't she worthy of you?"

Li Fengling said resolutely: "Dazhi, Xiaomin is a good girl with a kind heart, which man can marry her, it must be a great blessing." But I really only have brother and sister love for Xiao Min, if Xiao Min follows me, he will not be happy for the rest of his life, I hope to find another good gentleman!"

Mao Dazhi's heart was on fire: "Okay, it seems that this uncle can't be the uncle." After saying that, he left angrily.

Mao Xiaomin's pear blossoms brought rain, Li Fengling said resolutely, she didn't have the heart to stay here, and ran outside.

Although Mao Dalong's face remained unchanged, the ups and downs of his heart were enough to see how bad his mood was!

"Since Feng Ling has this heart, then Uncle Mao has nothing else to say, just now, just say goodbye as if Uncle Mao didn't say ......it," Mao Dalong said expressionlessly, flicked his sleeves, and left.