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"Clang! Clang! Clang!"
Jinghong Sword uttered three mournful sword cries, and the halo on the sword body gradually subsided, with the meaning of infinite loss and silence.
Like an abandoned puppy, curled up in a corner.
Wang Lingyun looked at Jinghong Sword, and said word by word: "Wang Han, you can ask Jinghong Sword, is it willing to act as a protective umbrella for your mistakes?"
Wang Han stared at Jinghongjian who was motionless, and slowly took a step forward, the moment he was about to speak
"Clang!"
A loud and clear sword cry suddenly sounded from the Jinghong Sword.
Anyone present could hear the anger in the sound of the sword!
It was a kind of strong emotional surgea shameful and humiliating surge!
Let everyone present empathize with each other, trembling inexplicably.
The light flickered, and the Jinghong Sword, which was obviously unmanned, was pulled up from the ground spontaneously, spun in the air, and the sword was 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 rage suddenly spread out!
The long sword can't speak, but at this moment anyone can feel its meaning!
Very understandable!
"Don't use this kind of thing to humiliate me!"
This is what Jinghongjian wants to say, there is no doubt about it!
Wang Han stood there blankly, staring at Jinghong Sword, his whole body was stiff, unable to speak.
Wang Lingyun sighed deeply, and moved the scabbard in his hand.
In mid-air, Jinghongjian uttered a sword cry, as if the remaining anger had not dissipated.
One rotation, with a soft brushing sound, it will automatically return to its sheath, and then return to silence.
And the sharpness of trying the world with a sword also quietly subsided, turning into a solitude.
Tears welled up in Wang Lingyun's eyes, he stroked the Jinghong Sword, choked with sobs and said: "The Jinghong Sword has been unsheathed this time, but the ancestors have not been found This time I returned to the sheath with disappointment, I'm afraid I will never want to come out of the sheath again"
Zuo Xiaoduo and the others sighed softly, looking at the Jinghong Sword surrounded by the deadly atmosphere, they only felt that their emotions were complicated, but they didn't know what it was like.
Although they are young geniuses and have outstanding cultivation bases, their life experience is still inexperienced, and they are still unable to experience the loneliness that has lasted thousands of years.
In the past, people and swords met, and Zeng Nuo never left each other, but now the sword is still there, but the people are no longer sad!
Wang Lingyun turned the wheelchair around by himself. He really didn't want to see these unworthy descendants.
"Old ancestor!"
Behind him, the Wang family shouted mournfully in unison.
Wang Lingyun never looked back.
"The Wang family is no longer mine. The Wang family belongs to you."
"Before my grandfather died in battle, he asked a few close friends of his life to take care of the family heirs. At that time, my grandfather said: In this battle, there must be sacrifices. How can there be peace if you don't sacrifice blood to the heavens. You two are the pillars of the star soul. There is a loss. If this battle requires someone with enough weight to die, then I, the number one pick, will do it. If I have an emergency in this battle, the Wang family behind me will have to rely on my brothers to take care of it. "
Wang Lingyun said indifferently: "Do you only remember these? No, or should I say, you only remember these?"
This passage is popular throughout the entire continent.
Who knows the heroic deeds of Wang Tianwang back then?
Not to mention the intentional or unintentional dissemination by members of the Wang family, it can be said that it has been spread all over the world and is well-known to every household.
"At the beginning, the throne and the emperor sent the ancestors backthey deliberately spread this passage to the world, but they concealed the last part of the ancestor's last words."
"The imperial seat and the emperor are for the sake of our royal family, so they didn't say anything. But the ancestor's legacy, engraved in the ancestral hall, don't you remember? You just don't want to remember, or you don't want others to remember or know!"
Wang Lingyun said in a deep voice: "Whether you remember or not is irrelevant, because I still remember, so I will read it to you!"
"The remaining part is: If the descendants are upright, brothers and sisters will help me; if they are not uplifting, relying on my current meager merits to bring disaster to the mainland, please eradicate them as soon as possible. I, Wang Feihong, a hero, do not think that You vulgar, don't let the unworthy descendants of future generations tarnish my reputation in this life! I am here to fight the world, but not to act as a protective umbrella for the little bastards!"
"If future generations are bound to decay, you don't have to wait until you're dead before taking action. You must remember that I, Wang Feihong, can't afford to lose that person!"
&nsp; "Hmm."
"Okay. But because of this incident, your identity has almost been exposed. You basically know everything you need to know. What do you think? Puppy? Are you ready to be the second generation? This seems to be your greatest hope in life !" Wu Yuting joked about her son.
"mom¡¡"
Zuo Xiaoduo said with a bitter face: "I've been carrying my head on my head every day, how can I feel the pleasure of being a second generation"
Wu Yuting laughed: "Silly boy, let me tell you, this is the real second generation!"
"Do you think that the second generation is just to eat and wait to die? Could it be that our generation can only cultivate dudes? I tell you that all the second generations throughout the ages, except for a very small number of mediocre talents, can only be conservative. Counting one by one, they are all exhausted to death, forced by their own parents to go to heaven and have nowhere to go, it¡¯s nothing but nothing!¡±
"This is the real, senior second generation, real life!"
"Because of corruption and dandyism, since ancient times, those real big families, descendants of real heroes, or heirs of dynasties didn't start from the second generation!"
"Because the first generation is wise and powerful, how can you allow your children to be rotten? You still want to be a salted fish, and you want to go crazy!"
Wu Yuting has a heavy accent.
Zuo Xiaoduo smiled wryly.
Why doesn't he understand this section, but the second generation he hopes for has never been the second generation in this sense, okay?
At least it's completely different from the second generation he had hoped for!
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