The Legend of Futian Chapter 1579: Xu Pingan
There is an old house on the edge of Tianhe City. The house is not big and a bit dilapidated.
People around you know that a couple and their daughter lived in this old house. The couple is very old, with injuries, and they haven't recovered for many years.
The couple have a daughter named Xu Pingan, some of which resemble the names of men, and judging from the name, the couple must have nothing but to ask for their daughter to be safe.
At this moment, however, there was a battle outside the old house.
A group of people stood proudly above the void, looking indifferently at a wounded woman ahead. This woman looked more than 20 years old and was cultivated to the realm of princes. Although she was dressed plainly, she still couldn't hide her. Outstanding appearance.
It is hard to imagine that two elderly people in this old house can give birth to such a beautiful daughter.
However, Xu Ping’an didn’t seem to feel well at this time. Her lips were stained red with blood, and her pretty face was pale, but she still held a sword firmly in her hand, a rusty iron sword, dim. Without light, without a trace of power, it is hard to imagine that such a sword can be used for combat.
"Xu Ping'an, can you return what you borrowed from us?" A burly prince has a cold voice. He is middle-aged and has practiced for many years, but he is still a prince. This realm is like in the mortal world. Maybe not bad, but in the main city of Tianhe Realm, Tianhe City, he can definitely be regarded as a marginal figure and can't make it to the table at all.
After practicing for many years, he was still in the prince, unable to break through the hurdle of the sage realm, his mood is not good, his talent is not good, now, he has forgotten, only to be able to be in a corner of the Tianhe world, to be able to do well Alive.
He fixed his eyes on Xu Ping An, young, beautiful, and talented. He knew the details of the other party and knew better than many people. If many years ago, a character like Xu Ping would be qualified to look up. No.
But now, he is holding it in his hand.
"You count me?" Xu Ping'an said coldly.
"What do you mean by calculation, don't you have to return it if you take something?" said the middle-aged Leng Li, Xu Ping'an's eyes were cold, but there was a bit of determination in his eyes.
"If you really can't afford it, then I will pay you back, how about?" The middle-aged spoke coldly, stepping forward, oppressing Xu Ping An.
"Get off." Xu Ping'an's eyes were cold. The middle-aged squinted his eyes slightly when he heard her words, then waved his hand, and the group of people stepped forward, approaching Xu Ping'an, the breath of the body enveloped each other.
"Ping'an, give them the sword." At this time, an old voice came out. Xu Ping'an turned his head and saw two old people walking out. The speaker was his father Xu Haoran, with gray hair and face. It was full of wrinkles, as if it had been in the past, and even his eyes were slightly muddy and not so bright.
However, looking at the contours of the old man's face, one can vaguely see the handsomeness when he was young, and even if he is so old, he still has an extraordinary temperament.
"Father." Xu Ping'an turned around to look at his father.
"To them." Xu Haoran said, Xu Ping'an looked a little unwilling.
"The broken sword in her hand?" The middle-aged glanced at the rusty iron sword in Xu Ping's hand, a strange color flashed in his eyes.
"Old man, who are you bluffing?" Another person said coldly.
"My father left the sword, do you want it or not?" The old man said, his pupils contracted slightly in the middle-aged, and he nodded: "Yes."
Furthermore, his eyes were fixed on the sword, and there was a strong sense of greed in his eyes.
Compared to this sword, what a beauty is worth.
"Ping An, give it to him." The old man said, Xu Ping's arms trembled slightly, but seeing the look in his father's eyes, she threw the iron sword out, the middle-aged instantly held it and glanced at the sword. , Although I can't see through, he still turned around decisively and said: "Go."
The group of people flashed away quickly, even deliberately avoiding people's sight, but the sword in his hand was reluctant to put it away, still holding it in his hand, as if trying to unlock the mystery of the sword.
"Who?" When they walked into an alley, a breath of danger suddenly fell. He raised his head and asked. As soon as his voice fell, sword energy passed through his throat, leaving a blood stain, not just him. The same goes for others, the surrounding sword intent cuts the throat directly, like a silk sword.
The group of people opened their eyes wide, with fear and despair written in their eyes, as if they felt the sorrow of the little man again, even if they died, they did not know how they died.
A figure in a cloth cloth wearing a hat came here, took the rusty iron sword, and held it firmly with both hands, his expression was solemn, his eyes were red, and the hand holding the sword was slightly trembling.
In the other direction, Xu Pingan and his parents returned to the old house. Xu Pingan looked at her parents and whispered: "Daughter is incompetent."
Xu Haoran turned around. He stretched out his old hands, stroking Xu Ping’s cheeks tremblingly, and said: “It’s my father who is sorry for you. Back then, I wanted to shed a ray of blood for your grandfather, so before your mother’s injury It was a mistake to have you before it completely deteriorated. It was your father who caused you to suffer."
There was a strong sense of guilt in the old man's eyes, and there was a trace of tears in the corner of his eyes.
"Daddy and mother, why haven't they left for so many years? Will they always stare at us if they get it?" Xu Ping'an looked at his parents.
"Peace, many things seem to be accidental, but in fact they are inevitable. We can't escape. Our family has just wanted to survive, and the troubles continue, so we can't get away."
Xu Ping'an bowed his head sadly. Indeed, his family has never gotten out of trouble in these years.
"Why don't you ask his old man." Xu Ping'an whispered.
"It's useless, they are all people in the urn. If you go to see his old man, it will only be worse." The old man shook his head, his heart ached, watching his daughter feel helpless.
Xu Ping An’s looks and talents are all outstanding. At this age, they should have enjoyed the best years, but they never thought about how to live anymore.
He is sorry for his daughter.
Xu Ping'an also lowered her head. There is no innocence of other peers in her beautiful eyes. There is only sadness and strength. Sadness she has nothing to change and cannot protect her father and mother.
"Father, it's okay. No matter what we face, our family is together." Xu Ping'an raised his head and smiled, especially brilliant.
"En." Xu Haoran nodded heavily. He held his daughter and looked up at the sky, with a smile in his eyes.
Although such a bleak life, if you ask him if he will complain about those things back then, he will not, that is the choice of his father.
"Who?"
At this moment, a cold light flashed in Xu Ping’an’s beautiful eyes. She turned, and she saw a figure had stepped into the house. Xu Ping’s face looked a little pale and went away. She only found out when she came in.
She turned around, the aura of princely realm blooming on her body, a touch of decisiveness flashed in her eyes, it was all like this, still refused to let them go?
I saw that I was wearing a commoner and wearing a hat, looking very ordinary, holding a rusty iron sword in his hand, which was the sword given by Xu Pingan before.
"Who are you?" Xu Ping'an asked.
Removing the hat in the middle, he looked at Xu Ping'an, his eyes were kind and gentle, which made Xu Ping'an show a strange color. This person did not seem to be malicious.
The old man Xu Haoran looked at the middle-aged figure, his body was trembling slightly, and he wiped his eyes as if he couldn't believe it.
The person here is surprisingly Qi Xuangang.
He moved his gaze away from Xu Ping'an, stepped forward directly to the old man, looked at the extremely old face in front of him, the wrinkles of the vicissitudes of time, and his body was dead.
Qi Xuangang's eyes were red, his hands stretched out and held the old man's shoulders tightly, trembling and lowly shouting: "Haoran."
The old man was also trembling slightly, and tears flowed from his turbid eyes, and the old woman beside him was the same, bowing her head slightly and weeping.
Xu Ping'an watched this scene stupidly.
Who is he?
"Uncle Shi..." the old man shouted in a trembling voice.
"Uncle Master." The old woman next to her also raised her tearful eyes and shouted.
There were tears falling from the corner of Qi Xuangang's eyes, and he thought he would not cry anymore.
Remember that in those days, the two young people were full of spirits, peerless family members, but now they are so old that they were abandoned and cultivated. How could they be able to withstand the erosion of the years.
"I thought you were all gone, Master Uncle I'm sorry for you." Qi Xuangang stepped forward and gently hugged the old man, only feeling the pain in his heart.
He was sorry for too many people, too many people fell because of him.
Although it was not what he wanted, it was because of him.
"Since Uncle Master is alive, why are you still coming back?" The old man said, Qi Xuangang looked at him, and then at Xu Ping'an behind him.
"There are some things that are unsettling." He thought he would stay in Dali all his life, but because of Ye Futian's life trajectory changed, he went to the Supreme Realm.
Now, everything should be let go.
Some things must be done.
"Ping'an, come and see Uncle Master." The old man said to Xu Ping'an. Xu Ping'an walked to Qi Xuangang. Qi Xuangang's eyes were full of love, but he was also extremely heartbroken.
He thought of Fischer. Fischer’s previous life was extremely bleak, but he did not expect that Xu Ping’an was here, and she also lived a miserable and bleak life. She was still so young that she was bearing an unbearable burden.
"Uncle Shi." Xu Ping'an called out.
Qi Xuangang nodded heavily~IndoMTL.com~ He stretched out Xu Ping's hand, put the iron sword in her palm, and whispered: "This is your grandfather's sword. Your grandfather often says, wash You are only qualified to use the sword if you have all your lead. Your grandfather is a man of righteousness, he is the gentleman of the sword, the best swordsman in the Tianhe world.
Putting the sword in Xu Ping'an's palm, Qi Xuangang turned to face the sky, knelt on the ground, and bowed his head three times, as if an outstanding swordsman appeared on the sky.
"Brother, Junior Brother is back to see you."
Qi Xuangang's voice was full of sadness, and Xu Ping'an next to him also shed tears when he saw this scene.
She Xu Ping'an was humble all his life, but her grandfather was a gentleman of the sword, a gentleman recognized by the Tianhe world, the first sword repairman.
Although, she never saw her grandpa!
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