The Unconventional Legend Chapter 388: Take away
"锵!锵!锵!"
Shocked Hongjian let out three mournful sword sounds, the halo of the sword body slowly receded, and the meaning of infinite loss was all silent.
is like an abandoned puppy, curled up in a corner.
Wang Lingyun looked at Jinghongjian and said: "Wang Han, can you ask Jinghongjian, is it willing to act as an umbrella for your mistakes?"
Wang Han looked at the still Jinghong Sword, and took a step forward slowly, just as he was about to speak...
"锵!"
There was a loud sound of the sword, which started from the Jinghong Sword.
Anyone present could hear the anger in the sound of the sword sound hard to suppress!
That is a kind of intense emotional surge that...
made everyone present empathize, shaking inexplicably.
gleaming light, the Jinghong Sword, which was clearly unmanned, spontaneously pulled up from the ground and spun in the air, the sword light shot in all directions, and it stopped steadily and flatly in the air.
The point of the sword pointed directly at Wang Han's eyebrows.
A huge sword intent full of humiliation, anger, and irritability suddenly spread out!
The long sword can't speak, but at this moment anyone can feel its meaning!
understand very well!
"Don't use this kind of thing to humiliate me!"
This is what Jing Hongjian wants to say, no doubt!
Wang Han stood there blankly, staring at the Jinghong Sword, stiff, unable to speak.
Wang Lingyun sighed deeply, and his scabbard moved.
In mid-air, the Jinghong Sword uttered a sword sound, as if the remaining anger was still there.
One revolve, the brush made a soft sound, and it returned to its sheath automatically, and then returned to silence.
And that Zijian tried the world's edge, and then quietly converged, turning into a loneliness.
Wang Lingyun burst into tears, stroking the Jinghong Sword, choked up and said: "The Jinghong Sword has been unsheathed this time, and the ancestors have not been found...this disappointment and cold heart, I am afraid...eternally unwilling to be unsheathed again... …"
Zuo Xiaoduo and others all sighed softly, looking at the Jinghong Sword haunted by the deadly atmosphere, they only felt complicated, but they didn't know what it was like.
Although they are young geniuses and have outstanding cultivation skills, their life experience is still shallow, and they have not yet been able to appreciate the loneliness that has passed through thousands of years.
Once the swords of people were in harmony, Zeng Nuo never left each other, but now the swords are still there, but the people are missing!
Wang Lingyun turned his wheelchair around by himself. He really didn't see these shameful children and grandchildren.
"Old ancestors!"
Behind him, the royal family cried out in unison.
Wang Lingyun never looked back.
"The Wang family is not mine for a long time, the Wang family is yours."
"Before his death in the battle, my grandfather asked a few close friends in his life to take care of the heirs of the family. At that time, my grandfather said: In this battle, there must be sacrifices and sacrifices to the sky without blood. How can you achieve peace. You two are the stars of the sky. Pillars cannot be lost. If this battle requires people with enough weight to die, then I will be the first pick to do it. If I have a case for this battle, the king behind me depends on my brothers. I took care of it."
Wang Lingyun said lightly: "Do you only remember these? No, or should you say, you only remember these?"
This passage is very popular throughout the continent.
Who knows the heroic deeds of Wang Tianwang?
Not to mention the intentional or unintentional dissemination by the people of the Wang family, etc., it can be said that it has spread all over the world and is well-known.
"At the beginning, the royal seat and the emperor sent the ancestors back... deliberately spread this passage to the world, but they concealed the last part of the ancestors' last words."
"The royal seat and the emperor are for the sake of our royal family, so I didn't say it. But the ancestor's legacy is carved in the ancestral hall, don't you remember? You just don't want to remember, or you don't want others to remember, you don't want others to know!"
Wang Lingyun said in a deep voice: "Do you remember, it has nothing to do with the grand purpose, because I still remember, I will read it to you!"
"The remaining part is: if my children and grandchildren are striving, brothers will help me; if they are not striving, take advantage of my meager feats to bring disaster to the mainland, please eradicate it as soon as possible. I, Wang Feihong, a hero, I think it’s good, don’t let future generations of unscrupulous descendants tarnish my reputation! I am here to fight this world, but not to act as an umbrella for the little bunnies!"
"If the future generations will inevitably decay, you must not wait until the rotten is gone, you must remember that Wang Feihong can't afford to lose that person!"
"Jinghong sword, it is enough to protect grandchildren forever!"
Wang Lingyun lovingly stroked the Jinghong Sword in his hand, tears rolled down his eyes, and said: "Wang Han, all the royal families, don't tarnish my grandfather again...a great name!"
"Let's go!"
He pushed the wheelchair out, Long Yusheng hurriedly stepped forward, took over and pushed the wheelchair to the gate.
until I walked far away, there was no sound behind me.
Countless royal family members behind them stared blankly... They knew clearly that the last barrier, the last amulet, had disappeared.
Wang Lingyun was sitting in a wheelchair, looking at all the scenery on both sides of the street with his eyes blankly. He wanted to see the world, and recalled the time when he walked hand in hand with his beloved wife and played. Place...
But he hasn't left this Wang family's old mansion for a long time, and the vicissitudes of life outside have already changed.
is unexpectedly unfamiliar as far as I can see it. It is a matter of misconduct, and I can't even touch the scene.
White hair fluttering, his face is dull, and his eyes are dull.
A sense of desolation rose up, Ling'er, this is no longer the world you and I are familiar with...
from beginning to end, he never looked back.
After pushing him like this for more than ten minutes, Wang Lingyun said softly: "Uncle, let's do it as soon as possible."
"Good."
Zuo Xiaoduo picked up the wheelchair, and everyone stood up, rushing back to Zuo Xiaonian’s small courtyard.
Before left, Zuo Xiaoduo only wanted to bully and humiliate each other severely, but he never expected to invite the ancestor of the Wang family back, and it was his mother who asked him to bring it back.
Watching Wang Lingyun sitting in the villa, Zuo Xiaoduo couldn't help but feel headaches.
He doesn’t know what his mother thinks, all in all he feels that everything is so weird, unspeakable, indescribable...
Lu Yingfeng came to say goodbye: "Xiao Duo, I'm going back."
"Then go slowly, take Grandma Lu, I will go to you in a few days."
Lu Yingfeng walked to the gate, then turned his head and said, "Small, the space ring of those things, I have put them in the gap of the sofa, you guys make good use of it and make progress quickly."
Zuo Xiaoduo was taken aback: "What are you doing? That was originally for you..."
Lu Yingfeng shook his head and waved his hand: "We, Lu, don’t have so many resources. You are all Qianqian... You are all good children that your old principal is optimistic about... As long as you can see your diligence and higher achievements... I am satisfied."
He looked at Zuo Xiaoduo and others kindly in his eyes, and said with satisfaction: "Today you can think of inviting me to go with me, I'm already covered in great light... Xiaoduo, although our Lu family may not have this ability, But...the old man still wants to...for his daughter, continue to cultivate the genius she likes, and cultivate the bond of her life's hard work!"
"You remember to work hard."
Lu Yingfeng smiled, turned around and headed out.
Zuo Xiaoduo and others are all excited about it.
received the heartfelt praise from Lu Yingfeng, but it is no different from the praise of the old principal. For Zuo Xiaoduo, Jackie Lee, it is more joyful than any praise!
Wang Lingyun looked at Lu Yingfeng’s back, with admiration in his eyes, and exclaimed: "Who is this person? He is open-minded and first-rate in the world."
Zuo Xiaoduo and others have the same idea, but they miss He Yuanyue even more while they are rejoicing.
asked Li Chenglong and others to speak with Wang Lingyun, but Wang Lingyun was unwilling.
"I am desperate to know what the Wang family did." Wang Lingyun looked at Zuo Xiaoduo with eyes deep in his eye sockets, and begged: "Uncle, show me."
"Good."
Zuo Xiaoduo sighed and motioned for Li Chenglong to give him information.
Li Chenglong thought for a while, began to sort out, divided all the information into three categories, and gradually let Wang Lingyun understand one by one...
Wang Lingyun almost couldn't wait to shake his hands, picking up the first book...
Zuo Xiaoduo gave Li Chenglong a wink. Li Chenglong said that he understood that he had already buckled a few bottles of Huitianshui in his palm.
……
Then Zuo Xiaoduo showed Wang Lingyun a face, and his heart sank, then he slipped out and called Wu Yuting.
"Mom."
"Hmm, did you pick it up?"
"Hmm."
"Okay. But because of this, your identity is almost exposed. You basically know everything you need to know. What are your thoughts? Puppy? Ready to be the second generation? This seems to be your life. The greatest hope!" Wu Yuting joked with her son.
"Mom..."
Zuo Xiaoduo said with a bitter face: "I'm dying with my head every day~ IndoMTL.com~ How can I feel like being a second generation..."
Wu Yuting laughed haha: "Silly boy, let me tell you, this is the second generation in the true sense!"
"Do you think that the second generation is just eating and waiting to die? Is it that our generation can only train dudes? I tell, all the second generations from ancient times to the present, except for a very small number of mediocre talents, only those who have to be able to achieve success, others Basically one of them counts as one, all of them are tired to death, forced by their parents to go to heaven and have no way to go, just waiting for nosy!"
"This is the real, advanced second-generation, real life!"
"Because of corruption, such things as gangsters, since ancient times, the real big families, the descendants of real heroes, or the heirs of dynasties...none of them started in the second generation!"
"Because of the first generation of wise martial arts, how could you allow your children to become rotten? You want to be a salted fish, and you want to be crazy!"
Wu Yuting has a heavy accent.
Zuo Xiao smiled bitterly.
Why didn’t he understand this section, but the second generation he hoped was never the second generation in this sense, okay?
At least the second generation who pinned his hopes is completely different!
Hmm, is it that I am too good, too genius? So...or is it mine?
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