The words are divided into two ends, Zhang Xiaohua has returned to the Hongwei Martial Arts Hall, he did not tell everyone what happened in the past few days, so as not to worry everyone, and at the same time, this matter is too involved, and saying it will pose a threat to everyone's safety. Zhang Xiaohua sighed silently in his heart: "Hey! There are some things that need to be borne by yourself." ”

Cao Hongwei is almost fine, although he can't do strenuous exercise for the time being.

In the quiet ward, only Zhang Xiaohua was left, Cao Hongwei propped up his body and sat on the bed, his face was already a little ruddy, obviously recovering well, Zhang Xiaohua was relieved.

"Xiaohua, it doesn't seem that the few days you have been out this time have been smooth sailing. Cao Hongwei raised his eyes and looked at Zhang Xiaohua beside him, as if the piercing eyes had seen through Zhang Xiaohua's secrets.

Zhang Xiaohua was pouring water for Cao Hongwei, and when he heard this, the hand holding the cup paused slightly, his face did not change at all, and he handed the teacup to Cao Hongwei, "Your old eyes really can't hide anything, hehe." Zhang Xiaohua chuckled twice, and then fell silent.

Cao Hongwei narrowed his eyes, looked at Zhang Xiaohua, and saw that Zhang Xiaohua didn't mean to say, "It seems that my old Cao can't help you this time" What a character Cao Hongwei is, this time Zhang Xiaohua returned to the martial arts hall, just downplaying his things outside. Only Cao Hongwei saw that there was something else hidden, so only Zhang Xiaohua was left.

Cao Hongwei took a sip of the teacup, and then coughed violently, "Ahem, cough!" Zhang Xiaohua hurriedly stepped forward and gently patted Cao Hongwei's chest, "Okay, hey! It seems that this time the root of the disease has fallen, even if it is better, I'm afraid it will be ......" Cao Hongwei waved his hand lightly and motioned for Zhang Xiaohua to sit down. At this time, Cao Hongwei's voice sounded with an indescribable sadness, and a taste of heroic twilight rose in Cao Hongwei's body.

In fact, Cao Hongwei is not very old, he is only fifty years old this year, this is the golden age in the realm of national arts, the profundity of boxing is secondary, mainly experience and experience, even if he is also a martial artist realm but a master younger than him, I am afraid that he will not be able to get benefits when he encounters him, a boxing pharaoh and a senior with incomparably rich combat experience.

People who practice martial arts exercise their bodies and boil their muscles, ordinary people's fifty years old is already gray-haired and old, but Cao Hongwei, a master of national arts, has practiced to the point where the muscles and bones of the whole body are transparent, and the body is in the best state all the time, and the body function is several times that of ordinary people.

Cao Hongwei raised his eyes and smiled, "Hehe, okay, don't say these frustrating words, I, Cao Hongwei, have been fighting for half my life, fighting with people and fighting against heaven and earth, and decades have passed in a blink of an eye." Cao Hongwei's eyes flashed with a light of reminiscence, as if his past experiences flashed in front of him one by one, and a little pride appeared on his slightly pale face. Zhang Xiaohua's heart sank, what is so familiar is the pride of this kind of martial artist who dares to fight the heavens and the earth!

Neither the old nor the young in the room spoke, and the two people who seemed to be many years apart had a strange resonance in their hearts at this moment. In Zhang Xiaohua's dark and bright eyes, a figure appeared, this figure was constantly defeated and ridiculed, but in the face of more blows and failures, he did not give up, still moved forward bravely, and finally overcame all the hardships and defeated to the top.

Zhang Xiaohua saw it clearly, at this moment, Zhang Xiaohua in the room seemed to have experienced Cao Hongwei's life, all of which was like his own experience, a very strange feeling.

Sigh

"What the warrior seeks to reach the ultimate in martial arts, how many amazing and brilliant people throughout the ages have taken this goal to go forward and succeed. ”

Cao Hongwei's fingers lightly tapped the teacup in his hand, and the green tea soup in the cup rippled, and the faint fragrance of tea spread.

"I am worthy of heaven and earth in this life, and I have regarded martial arts as my life's desire, but ......" Cao Hongwei paused at this point, and his rhythmic fingers stopped, "There is only one person, and I always feel indebted to her." ”

Speaking of this, a trace of sadness appeared on Cao Hongwei's resolute face, which made this man who was as firm as iron and stone appear in such emotions.

"At that time, I had just become the personal guard of the chief, and my power and reputation were already in my hands. It wasn't until she appeared that I had something more in my heart than martial arts. ”

Cao Hongwei smiled, looking at this smile, Zhang Xiaohua had already guessed who that person was. Cao Rourou's mother, the woman Cao Rourou told Zhang Xiaohua about. Sure enough, it is the hero who is sad to pass the beauty pass, and the tempering is soft around his fingers. Zhang Xiaohua sighed in his heart, and then thought of himself and Mo Yunlai, and couldn't help touching his nose.

"Seeing you now, it's exactly the same as I was back then. Cao Hongwei looked at his apprentice with the eyes of a person who had come over, and his words revealed a deep nostalgia. I used to be at this age, and in the blink of an eye, the person I missed and cared about was no longer there. I hope you don't live up to her youth like me. Cao Hongwei thought like this, and slowly closed his eyes, as if he was asleep. Zhang Xiaohua didn't speak and slowly exited the room.