Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Original Intention Lives Up

"Still recognized. I'm not as good as you. Jing Shaofei didn't pay attention to the other party's words, but looked into the distance, the opponent who lost to him at the beginning, his friend, is now a big swordsman who has been famous for decades, although he has lived in seclusion, but he is far more comfortable than himself.

At the instigation of his wife, he took refuge in the imperial court, and after a few years, he got to his current status, but he was far from the joy of drinking and singing. The hall was full of 3,000 drunken guests, but there was no one to make friends. He suddenly understood a little why he couldn't be listed in the famous instrument spectrum back then, and decades later, he was still the same Jing Shaofei back then, and his martial arts had not improved much.

And Cang Ning must be close to returning to the void now. Now that he has taken over this tricky task, his martial arts have become a drag. Even if he really killed these rookies, would those people let go of their families? He had no power and no power back then, and he was able to marry his wife and earn his family business now by virtue of the high position he achieved in this Cangzhou competition back then.

I am afraid that I will become an outcast of the imperial court to deal with the counterattack of the rivers and lakes, and I am afraid that my whole family has been taken care of at this moment, and I only hate that I have not practiced much in these years with my martial arts.

If Cang Ning had won the first place back then, I am afraid that he would not be like himself. He was a young man, but he seemed more and more mediocre. Back then, he was a rare young rookie on the rivers and lakes, and he was considered to be a seedling who could impact the void, but that's it. In the future, I will talk about it later, this person cannot stay.

"I haven't touched anyone for more than ten years, but my net worth and life are all on you, I hope you don't blame me. Jing Shaofei, looking at the person who came, was dressed in night clothes, and his whole body was wrapped in black clothes, and he couldn't tell whether it was a man or a woman, and he couldn't tell what his appearance was.

Thinking about it, I resisted the eunuch's blow just now, and that martial art consumes a lot of internal strength, and the effect of fighting on weekdays is not very good, once it fails, the true qi in the body will be lost at least one layer or more. The eunuch didn't know where he got the tantric kung fu of that year, obviously the true qi in his body was not a lineage of Buddhism, and the use of this kind of martial arts was even more of a loss of internal force to hit about three layers in one blow.

No matter how much internal force is consumed, the martial art of covering the sky is not small after all, and it is not difficult for you to dodge it, and it is not difficult for you to disperse the true qi in it when you are not present. But if you say that you resist hard, even if it is yourself, you will have to be angry and bloody for a while.

After all, I haven't done anything with anyone for a long time, and I'm afraid it will be difficult to return to the peak of the year at this moment. Jing Shaofei back then, who was able to compete with Cangning for the first place in Cangzhou, naturally would not be a mediocre hand, and his martial arts and intelligence were rare in the world. But after being young and ambitious, he was finally lost by everyone, but it was Cang Ning, who was defeated back then, through a little grief and indignation in his heart, as well as a touch of resentment accumulated over the years, he hit half a step back to nothingness and was listed in the famous instrument spectrum.

"Jing Shaofei, my mother misjudged you! You bastard who has been blinded by wealth. The man's voice was undisguised because of anger, and it turned out to be a female voice.

Jing Shaofei's hand, which was originally extremely calm when he heard this, shook slightly at this moment, and asked in a trembling voice: "Who is your mother?" He is now at the age of knowing the destiny of heaven, although he seems to have just reached middle age because of his pure internal strength, but time has blurred too many memories after all.

The person who helped him polish the hundred-foot chain and help him sew his winter coat has been taken away by too long ago, but he vaguely remembers the woman who came to cry and had a drink with him when he got married, and the woman who left in tears at the wedding.

"Have you even forgotten who she is? Jing Shaofei! My mother is dead, but she still thinks about you when she dies. The girl simply pulled off her masked scarf, and a delicate face appeared in front of Jing Shaofei.

"My mother said that she shouldn't have believed what you said. The girl in the night clothes, with a trace of blood at the corner of her mouth, as if looking at the enemy, the girl stared at Jing Shaofei.

A moment of confusion flashed in Jing Shaofei's eyes, it had been too long, and the face in that memory had never appeared in his life again. "Those two sentences?"

"The first sentence is what you said when she was sixteen years old, people are not as good as before!" After the girl finished speaking, there were tears in the corners of her eyes, her mother would never forget it all her life, isn't this this person, he has forgotten you, why do you think about him.

Jing Shaofei's face showed a touch of remorse, but he thought about his wife who had been married for almost thirty years, and the remorse in his eyes dissipated a little, his wife, known as Revlon on the Qunfang spectrum, has never failed herself in the past decades.

"The second sentence is the one you said to her when you were about to leave for Cangzhou, the original intention is not to be disappointed!" The girl looked at the remorse in Jing Shaofei's eyes and said with tears in her eyes.

The original intention does not live up, who can say that the original intention does not live up? Maybe Lao Cang can? Jing Shaofei wants to look up to the sky and roar, maybe only the eternal knife that has been famous in the rivers and lakes for decades can live up to the original intention, and he is still inferior to him after all.

has competed with Cang Ning all his life, and now when he is at the age of knowing the destiny of heaven, he suddenly understands why Cang Ning let go so easily. Maybe that person back then was still the same as his original intention.

"Listen, I'm now involved in the battle between the court and the rivers and lakes, and I can't get out. Child, you listen to my words and leave immediately, go to Qixia Town to find a woodcutter surnamed Cang, and say that you are me, Jing Shaofei's child, and ask him for shelter. Otherwise, no one can save you. Jing Shaofei knew that his family had no luck this time, although this child was not his bloodline, but he was an old man, and he didn't want to involve this girl. He didn't care why this girl came today, he really forgot the original person.

"You. The girl looked at Jing Shaofei, Jing Shaofei flew up, dragged the hundred-foot chain over a distance of 100 feet, and pulled a person who didn't know whether it was a man or a woman, and when he landed, he was already a dead person. Jing Shaofei said to the girl: "You go in and change clothes with her, and then you leave here immediately and don't come back." You must not get involved in this fight, I have no way to get out, you are okay, I am sorry for your mother, but you remember, people can't help themselves in the rivers and lakes, this sentence may not be understood by you now, but you will understand it in the future. ”

"Okay, let's go, remember, leave from here, go to Seven Heroes Town immediately, find Cang Ning, and hope that he is still the same eternal sword he was back then. Like a puppet, the girl was sent to the carriage by Jing Shaofei.